<?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-4333528610128080961</id><updated>2012-01-28T09:39:58.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelley Family Adventures</title><subtitle type='html'>My attempt at chronicling the craziness of our lives.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-408569252833829519</id><published>2012-01-28T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T09:39:58.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Location, Location, Location-Six Places</title><content type='html'>If I were to have unlimited means and resources, here are the 6 places that I would go. Some of these places I have been before, but I would like to share these places with my family. Some of these places I dream of going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Washington D.C. I would love to go to D.C. again. They have created some new monuments since I have been there and I would like to see them. I went twice while I was in high school and we went to many of the big attractions. I've seen the Lincoln Memorial, The Jefferson Memorial, The Washington Monument, Union Station, two of the Smithsonian Museums, The Holocaust Museum, Arlington National Cemetery, oh and a little place there called The White House. Frankly, after spending nearly three hours in the basement of the White House waiting to sing for the First Lady, it looses some of it's appeal. I would like to share some of the things that I saw with my family, but I think that we'll skip The White House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. San Antonio, Texas. Jame served his mission in Houston and for a while he HATED Texas. If that was the only taste of Texas I got, I'd hate it too. However, San Antonio has a charm all it's own. The people there are incredibly friendly, the Riverwalk is beautiful, especially at Christmas time when they have lights all around it. The Alamo is interesting if you like that sort of thing. The food is AMAZING!!! When I was visiting my mom and dad we sat around and talked about all of the food that we missed. When I was in college in Wyoming and my parents were still living there they once overnighted some tortillas from a very special Tex-Mex restaurant. Yea, the love me! I was on cloud nine for like a week! If we ever had the chance to move back to the San Antonio area, I would take it in a heartbeat. I love that place!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. New York City. I dream of going here someday. It's on my Bucket List to be in New York City on New Year's Eve in Times Square. I just thrive on excitement and to me this is one of the most exciting places that you can be. I don't know how my husband would like it, but I'm sure he would come along with me just to make me happy. I would love to see Central Park and go to a Broadway show. I would also love to see the 9/11 Memorial and go to the toy store FAO Schwartz. Hopefully, one day we can make a little trip out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ireland and England. I wish that I could have been there when they had the Royal Wedding, but hopefully someday I can go. I love the culture in London and the variety of people. I would enjoy seeing all of the historical landmarks and teasing the Queen's guards. I have had a kind of fascination with all things English and I think that this might satisfy my curiosity. I would have to take a little side trip to Ireland to make my husband happy. He has a dream of going to "the home land" someday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Holy Land. When I was young, my grandparents took a trip to The Holy Land. They went to Jerusalem and Golgotha among other places. They saw where they believe Jesus' tomb is and they walked the same streets that he walked on. My grandmother also told me that she got trapped on a camel while they were there. The camel just wouldn't let her off :) I remember playing with the Nativity that they got there that was made out of olive wood. Ever since I was little I have wanted to go there. Maybe I should start saving my dimes like they did :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Italy. I don't know what it is about Italy that makes me want to go there. Maybe it's the ease of life, maybe it's the beautiful waters. Maybe it's the history and the cobblestone streets. Most likely, it's the food. The rich, savory food. If you know me at all, you know I LOVE food!! Especially now that I'm pregnant. Perhaps now would be a good time for me to go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it is, 6 places I dream about either going to or going back to. Thanks for reading my list. Now where do you want to go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-408569252833829519?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/408569252833829519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2012/01/location-location-location-six-places.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/408569252833829519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/408569252833829519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2012/01/location-location-location-six-places.html' title='Location, Location, Location-Six Places'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-6609978272522082379</id><published>2012-01-27T09:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T10:30:59.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Wants!!!</title><content type='html'>I feel very fortunate that I really don't need for anything. My husband has a great job that provides for all of our needs and allows us to have some of the things that I want. Most of my wants are simply dreams that I hope to obtain one day. I learned from my parents that you take care of your kids needs and wants first and then you worry about your own. Seeing as we're about to outnumber the amount of my parents kids by two, we have a lot more wants around here. But if I was going to dream, and dream big. Here are the seven things that I want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Opportunity. I hope that someday my kids can have all of the the opportunities that I had and more. When I was in high school I was given a myriad of opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;My parents always made our needs and wants a high priority. I appreciate that about them. I was able to got to Washington D.C. twice, swim all year round, travel to swimming events, travel to Renaissance festivals, I went to three proms and I was able to focus on my studies and extracurricular activities. I hope that I can provide similar opportunities for my own kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My own home. I already know what it will look like and how I would want to decorate it. Although it is nice to be able to call someone to fix something that has broken and I don't have to pay for it. It would be nice to be able to decorate a home the way that I want to and paint walls the colors I want them. If I have to wait though, I would like to be able to have a bigger space for our kids because we are about to grow out of our small apartment here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. To be a positive example to my kids. As a mother, I feel the incredibly responsibility for how my children turn out. I know how profound my influence on them is and I have seen the fruits of it already. The other day when we were leaving to go to school Ashlyn mentioned that we had not said our prayers yet. We had gotten into such a routine of getting ready for school, saying our prayers and then going to school, however this morning we were running late and our daily prayers had simply been forgotten. I was grateful for the reminder from my daughter and so we said our prayers while driving to school. I hope that I can still have an positive influence on my children when I'm not around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A weekend away with my husband. The hubby works very hard. He usually puts in nine to ten hour days at work and then he comes home and entertains our children and helps me. I think he needs a break! I want this for him as much as myself. It would be nice to be able to have the means and the time to just be able to go away and spend time together and maybe get eight glorious hours of uninterrupted sleep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. More time. I would love to be able to have more time to watch my kids grow up, spend time with my family, learn all that I can, read all of the books on my ever-growing list, play, craft, sleep, eat, etc. There just never seems to be enough of it. I would love to find a way to accumulate more, but there are only 24 hours in a day, so why not make the most of what I'm given?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A graduate degree. I know that I'm getting a little ahead of myself, but right now I would love to just be done with school and begin working. I hope that one day I can get my Master's degree in Special Education and I'm actually working on it right now, along with my Bachelor's degree. I just hope that someday I can have that little piece of paper with the recognition that I worked hard academically and now I am being rewarded. Hopefully, it won't be too long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Happiness. I am happy about 90% of the time and that's not too bad. However, thanks in great part to my mother, I am a worrier. I would love to know what it feels like to not have to worry about anything. At least not the temporal, unimportant things. I suppose it is just a weakness that I am going to have to learn how to overcome. I look forward to the next life when I won't have this characteristic trait. Right now, however, I try to make the choice every day that no matter how the day turns out, I am going to be happy. Sometimes I wake up and stub my toe, or we start running late, but I don't have a whole lot of control over what happens to me. I do have control over how I react to it. I choose to be happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On a more materialistic note, here are some additional things I want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A pink Kitchenaid mixer&lt;br /&gt;-A craft room&lt;br /&gt;-The Pioneer Woman's two cookbooks&lt;br /&gt;-An Iphone&lt;br /&gt;-Some cute fabric to make flowers out of&lt;br /&gt;-Mint Oreos&lt;br /&gt;-The Willow Tree Angel Nativity set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Just so you know, my birthday is in June :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-6609978272522082379?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/6609978272522082379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2012/01/seven-wants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/6609978272522082379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/6609978272522082379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2012/01/seven-wants.html' title='Seven Wants!!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-8099446736618409038</id><published>2012-01-26T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T08:22:15.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight Fears!!!</title><content type='html'>I really had to think about this post because there really isn't that much that I am afraid of. I have read a lot from one of my church leaders, Russell M. Nelson, about fear and faith. He has such a great perspective about fear and how fear is the opposite of faith. He says, "He teaches us that we need not fear, but rather, have faith. We have a purpose here on this earth. Have faith in the plan and know that the Lord loves you and will always provide for you. He will deliver you from bondage when you exercise faith." Here is a little video clip that was shared about fear and faith: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3128f4dc9dbc4d29" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3128f4dc9dbc4d29%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329920658%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B6CA9D5F167A222D7BA1F0C388872A9251CD9E7.30A29EB9E2905E2FE5FE43EFA959C734EE896E41%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3128f4dc9dbc4d29%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtxNSWKEGwQLVMfBfUCe4qm8RKE4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3128f4dc9dbc4d29%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329920658%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B6CA9D5F167A222D7BA1F0C388872A9251CD9E7.30A29EB9E2905E2FE5FE43EFA959C734EE896E41%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3128f4dc9dbc4d29%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtxNSWKEGwQLVMfBfUCe4qm8RKE4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this in mind, some of my fears might seem silly and unreasonable to you, but they are things that I'm afraid of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The dark. I have always been afraid of the dark. I always have to have a hall light on or a lamp on so that in case I have to get up in the middle of the night I can see and I don't have to worry about anything lurking in the dark waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Being alone. Jame is not allowed to die before I do, because I don't think that I could handle being alone. I am an extrovert by nature and so I need social interaction like I need air. I thrive on it! I actually will call my mom at least three times a week because I need it so badly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Murderers and Thieves. When I was young, my parents let me watch Unsolved Mysteries and so ever since then I was afraid of logical things like murderers and thieves. I was never afraid of monsters or ghost, but I have always been fearful of things that are REAL and can REALLY hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Someone stealing my children. I have a very rational fear of having someone take my children. It happens more often than we realize and living in a small town doesn't make us any more exempt from having it happen than living in a big city. When Ashlyn was a toddler and Breckin was a newborn baby I was in a store and I was paying more attention to Breckin because he was fussing. I turned around a second later and Ashlyn was nowhere to be found. The clerks and other patrons and I searched around for her for about 5 minutes and I was just about to call the police over when I found her hiding in a clothing rack. Nothing has scared me more in my life. My children know now that you don't lose sight of your parent when you are in a store. I make them walk along side the cart with one hand on the cart now. They won't be lost on my watch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My children becoming seriously ill or losing one of my children. My kids are so much a part of my life that I really don't know what I would do if I lost one of them. I would never be the same, I know that. I would never wish this on my worst enemy, and that is all I have to say about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I will never finish school. I feel like I've been in school forever. I sometimes feel like I'll never be done! Because of my area of study, I know that I will be in school forever, but right now I just want a piece of paper that tells me that I have achieved something!! I love to learn, but I would also really love to be able to put that learning to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Snakes!! I don't care if they are poisonous or not, I HATE snakes. I can't even watch the on T.V. I purposely avoid the mountains because I just know that I'm going to encounter a nest of rattlesnakes. If every snake fell dead at this very moment I wouldn't be upset. I really don't see their value and I feel that there is great worth in the fact that Satan took the form of a serpent in the Garden of Eden. They are just PURE EVIL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Disappointing others. I have this innate need to please everyone. I thrived on the pride that my parents had in me. My mom told me that she was proud of me frequently, but if my dad told me that he was proud of me, that was something because it wasn't something that he told us too often. I think he was trying to keep us humble. He does, however, tell me that he is proud of me a lot more frequently. It's mostly because I do well in school and because he thinks I'm a good mommy and that means a lot. I would never want to disappoint my parents or my family so I sometimes stress myself out trying to make sure that they are all happy. It's a good kind of stress though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's what I'm afraid of. If any of you have any bright ideas about putting snakes anywhere near me on April Fool's day, I would think again! Otherwise, see you tomorrow :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-8099446736618409038?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/8099446736618409038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2012/01/eight-fears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8099446736618409038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8099446736618409038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2012/01/eight-fears.html' title='Eight Fears!!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-1756189276483940623</id><published>2012-01-25T10:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T10:48:17.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Loves!!!</title><content type='html'>I feel like there are a lot of things I love. If you've read my blog before you have seen, and maybe been confused by the "Things that I Heart". I know when my mother-in-law first saw the pictures of Zach Galifianakis and Andy Samburg, they were a little confused, but what can I say. They are people whose work makes me happy and laugh so "I Heart Them!!!". Here are some more things that "I Heart!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Reading. As I've said before, I could and sometimes do spend an entire day just reading a good book. When I find a book that really interests and intrigues me it is hard for me to put it down. I just want to find out what happens next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Sleep. Maybe this is because I didn't get any last night, but sleep is a beautiful luxury. It is a time for our bodies to rejuvenate themselves so that they can complete the tasks of tomorrow. I know that I don't get enough and one day when my kids are all grown up I am going to sleep in past 8. I can't wait!!! Maybe I'll just run away with Jame and leave the kids behind and we'll spend an entire weekend sleeping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Mint Oreos. In my opinion, this is the best Oreo EVER!!! I think that maybe Nabisco should pay me in Mint Oreos because I consume so many and I also do so many free advertisements on here for them. There is something about dunking them in milk and making the cream even creamier that just makes me happy, no matter how much sleep I haven't gotten the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Antique stores. I have actually just discovered this love. My brother also loves antique stores, in fact they joked that on his wedding night he was going to spend it relaxing in the tub reading an antiquing magazine. Addy and I went into an antique store yesterday and I was just in a state of peaceful bliss in there. It is just so interesting to me how well things used to be made and how long they have lasted. I am also interested in the stories that are behind the items that you purchase. It really is a fun little hobby if you give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A clean house. Right now, I'm not terribly happy, my house is a mess!! It could be worse, I understand that. However, there are dishes in the sink, donut crumbs on the floor, boxes in my hallway that need to go to the second hand store and my bed hasn't been made in over a week. I HATE clutter and mess. I know that it's only going to get worse when we have four children instead of three, just as things changed when we had three children instead of two and two children instead of one, but is it so much for me to ask that my house just be orderly and clean for just a week or even a day? I don't think so. Maybe I'll take that weekend devoted to sleep and clean the house too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Halloween. I don't know why, but Halloween is one of my favorite holidays. Maybe it's because there really isn't any pressure to find the perfect gift or contribute the perfect dish to a meal. Maybe it's because Halloween is just meant to be fun! I like to dress up and now I have three little people that I get to dress up too!! I also like candy and I always have, so that little contribution to the holiday makes it even sweeter :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Summertime. I love that you can walk outside barefoot, go camping and not freeze, run through the sprinklers, play softball, cook outside, go for family walks in the evening, go to the drive-in and many other great summer activities. Not to mention, my birthday is also in the summer :) I love the ease of it and the memories that I have from having many enjoyable summers with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My kids. Well of course I had to put this in the top two :) They are some of my favorite people! Ashlyn reminds me more of myself everyday. She is very sweet, a little bit bossy and incredibly smart and perceptive. Breckin is a very affectionate and sweet little boy, probably the only little boy I'll have, and he is very artistic and helpful. Addy is my baby, for the moment. She is also just like me and Ashlyn. She is sweet and happy. Many people have told me that she is the happiest baby they have ever seen, she always has a smile on her face. My kids are the reason that I live. They make me smile, cry, laugh and worry. I could never imagine my life without them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The hubby. If I didn't have him I wouldn't have my kids :) He has gone through so much and still keeps trying. Sometimes it takes some prodding, but he keeps trying. He does things for me willingly and lovingly. He makes me laugh and cry.  He supports me with my dreams. He tries to do the right thing in a tough situation. I know that he is the man that I was supposed to marry. He helps with our children willingly when I ask, he loves us unconditionally, he works hard, he tries to make me relax when I don't really want to but I need to, he tries to distract me with silly stories during labor, he sometimes takes out the garbage and he cooks the steaks in the house. He's good for a lot of things, so I think I'll keep him around for a while :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have to add one more love, I know I only technically get nine, but I have to add one more. My family. I love my in-laws very much. I also love my parents and my brother very, very much! They are the reason that I am the person that I am today. My parents taught me how to work hard and how to be honest. My dad taught me how far hard work can actually get you and how to be logical in the most difficult situations. My mom taught me how to be selfless. She is the epitome of being selfless and giving herself to her family and children. She really is an angel. My brother taught me the absolute importance of laughing, especially at yourself. He taught me that you can't take yourself too seriously and that even in the midst of trials and hopelessness, there is a reason to laugh. I am so very blessed that I was given the family that I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-1756189276483940623?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/1756189276483940623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2012/01/nine-loves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/1756189276483940623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/1756189276483940623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2012/01/nine-loves.html' title='Nine Loves!!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-7315877066023488349</id><published>2012-01-24T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T10:17:16.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Day You Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9t1Zl6l1vic/TnerWjt0HtI/AAAAAAAABRY/ItzPy5VjItA/s400/10-days-you-challenge.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9t1Zl6l1vic/TnerWjt0HtI/AAAAAAAABRY/ItzPy5VjItA/s400/10-days-you-challenge.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know that it's kinda weird to hear from me two days in a row, but I think I'm trying anything productive to avoid doing the homework that I have looming in front of me. Anyway, I came across this little post on one of the blogs that I follow and I thought I would see how many of you were wanting to join in the fun. If you have your own blogs it would be fun for you to just leave a link to them in the comment box so that I can check them out, or you can just read and enjoy. The first challenge is sharing Ten Secrets. Here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I have never failed a class in my life, I have however gotten a D in my life. One was in Algebra 2 when I was a senior and it caused me to be ineligible for swimming for part of the season. I was LIVID!! I couldn't believe it. I just wasn't good at math and I hated it. I had a nice enough teacher, but I just didn't get what was going on. Now, however, math seems to come to me a lot easier. Who knew!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I watch Jerseylicious and The Real Housewives of Orange County. I can do without the other Housewives, but Orange County is the original and it is my guilty pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have been to see the Backstreet Boys twice and I have seen N'Sync once live in concert. I was such a boy crazy teenager and they were the perfect boys!! I would actually go and see the NKOTBSB tour now if I was able to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Speaking of being boy crazy, I would reconsider my marriage if I had a chance in the world with Tim Tebow or Bruno Mars! There is just something about the wholesomeness of Tim Tebow, not to mention he plays for the Denver Broncos! There is also something mysterious and appealing to me about Bruno Mars, and I LOVE his music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I HATE mayonnaise!! It is disgusting. All I think of when I look at it or think of it is cellulite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sometimes I let things go by the wayside and I actually allow my house to become a HUGE mess! It kind of is right now. I desperately need to vacuum, dust, clean the bathroom and a number of other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I secretly wish that I could sew as well as my mother did and still does. I wish that she had taught me what sides are the right sides, what a basting stitch is, how to thread a sewing machine. It has been a whole lot more difficult to try to figure these things out on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When I was young I wanted to be a gymnast and a ballerina. Maybe it was my inner girly girl fighting against my outward tomboy, but every time the Olympics would come around I would watch and then go out into the front yard and try to reenact what I had seen. I did hurt myself more than once and I knew that it was way too expensive for my parents to pay for lessons for me so I thought I might just teach myself. I am still no gymnast, but I did take a ballet class when I was in Laramie and I found it quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Before I have a serious conversation with someone I talk myself through it first. I often do this in the car by myself or with Addy falling asleep in the backseat. I find that I am much better prepared for the conversation when I do this. My mom talks to herself too, so I don't think I'm completely crazy...yet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I spend way too much money on books. I have all of these books I want to read and the best intentions of reading them, so I find them on Amazon, at the second-hand store, or on sale at Target or Wal-Mart and then I never touch them again. I have gotten better about checking the out from the library lately because I have talked myself through a purchase before I make it, but still it sometimes gets a little out of hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there you have it friends, 10 secrets about me! I hope I can stay up with this and keep you updated on the other Challenges. I also hope that you will share your challenges with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-7315877066023488349?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/7315877066023488349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2012/01/ten-day-you-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7315877066023488349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7315877066023488349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2012/01/ten-day-you-challenge.html' title='Ten Day You Challenge'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9t1Zl6l1vic/TnerWjt0HtI/AAAAAAAABRY/ItzPy5VjItA/s72-c/10-days-you-challenge.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-5830319420667685790</id><published>2012-01-23T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T09:36:47.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Addicted!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1FYleTDCHA0/TVn9RKQXOZI/AAAAAAAABTg/XkxiAvdHZj4/s1600/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 604px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1FYleTDCHA0/TVn9RKQXOZI/AAAAAAAABTg/XkxiAvdHZj4/s1600/cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/.a/6a00d8341c630a53ef015433a05d65970c-800wi"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 436px;" src="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/.a/6a00d8341c630a53ef015433a05d65970c-800wi" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...I have to admit it...I'm addicted to reading!!! I never thought that I would be again, but I am. When I was young, I remember sitting in my grandma's library downstairs with a pile of pillows, a blanket and a good book that I had searched for on her numerous shelves of books. I would stay down there for hours, neglecting my brother and his pleas to play with him. I would devour one book after another and in between I would wander upstairs for some Ramen Noodles or a PB&amp;J sandwich. Otherwise, you wouldn't see me for the entire day. Well, it has started again. I spent the ENITRE weekend lost in stories. The first book that I read was A Stolen Life by Jaycee Duggard. It was a little graphic for me, but her optimistic attitude through her entire ordeal was remarkable. It was also so interesting to me how similar we were when we were young. We actually had a lot in common and I can remember reading her thoughts and thinking, "I felt the same way at that age." However, the events in her life and my life are drastically different! She still has hope though and that is remarkable given what she went through. After that bit of dramatic reading, I went on to read The Pioneer Woman by Ree Drummond. If you don't know who the Pioneer Woman is, you need to find out. She is so comical and interesting. The book is about the drastic changes that she made in her life so that she could be with her love. The way that she describes her husband makes me super envious!! I have a great husband, but her husband is pretty perfect!! It was a really good book and I found myself super entertained. &lt;br /&gt;Even though I read a little over 600 pages over the course of the weekend, I still managed to clean the house a little bit, do the laundry, run some errands, get two papers done in addition to the other homework I had to do, and go to church. I did not have the time to make my fabric flowers or do some of the other crafts that I had planned on completing, but it was totally worth it. Now I have BIG plans to read Tim Tebow's book and Michael Oher's book. I don't know what's going on right now, but I'm really into biographies. I read the inside jackets of Tim Tebow's book and I was interested right away. I also have read a book by Leigh Ann Tuohy, Michael Oher's adopted mother, and I think that it would be interesting to hear the story from his side. That and The Blind Side is one of my favorite movies!! So, now I guess I'm off to the library to pick up some new books. Let's hope that I can fit in some homework into my busy reading schedule :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sources:&lt;br /&gt;http://thenerdswife.com/2011/02/pioneer-woman-book-signing-dallas-texas.htmlis&lt;br /&gt;http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/jacketcopy/2011/07/dugard-a-stolen-life-review.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-5830319420667685790?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/5830319420667685790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-addicted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/5830319420667685790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/5830319420667685790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-addicted.html' title='I&apos;m Addicted!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1FYleTDCHA0/TVn9RKQXOZI/AAAAAAAABTg/XkxiAvdHZj4/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-6225602535074117192</id><published>2012-01-11T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T08:54:40.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addy's First Birthday</title><content type='html'>Addy is now one year old and it is so amazing to see the little person that she is becoming!! She is such a joy and a blessing to our family. Right now, she is walking everywhere and opening drawers and pulling out EVERYTHING!! She loves her brother and sister very much and just wants to be a part of their lives and the party that they seem to constantly have going on. She points at everything and everyone. I can tell that she is going to be just as inquisitive and smart as her sister. Addy brings joy to my life everyday and she is one of the three reasons that I have become the person that I am. I could never imagine my life without her. I am so grateful that I am able to spend all day with her and watch her grow and learn. For your viewing enjoyment here are a few pictures of my sweet girl on her 1 year birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F16ZH2lQELE/Tw2-qe57AMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eWQqMs6U8F0/s1600/Addy%2527s%2Bfirst%2BBirthday%2B068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F16ZH2lQELE/Tw2-qe57AMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eWQqMs6U8F0/s200/Addy%2527s%2Bfirst%2BBirthday%2B068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696418740753334466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QJ5VOuRIOGc/Tw2-pZZyUXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ebDmIiw0wJw/s1600/Addy%2527s%2Bfirst%2BBirthday%2B043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QJ5VOuRIOGc/Tw2-pZZyUXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ebDmIiw0wJw/s200/Addy%2527s%2Bfirst%2BBirthday%2B043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696418722096501106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5pMmS8Ja5ro/Tw2-or9dUDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ERcuY9JFjNU/s1600/Addy%2527s%2Bfirst%2BBirthday%2B031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5pMmS8Ja5ro/Tw2-or9dUDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ERcuY9JFjNU/s200/Addy%2527s%2Bfirst%2BBirthday%2B031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696418709898088498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XSvOOhLc4ic/Tw2-oFKlecI/AAAAAAAAAHA/x0yi8Yjbrxk/s1600/Addy%2527s%2Bfirst%2BBirthday%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XSvOOhLc4ic/Tw2-oFKlecI/AAAAAAAAAHA/x0yi8Yjbrxk/s200/Addy%2527s%2Bfirst%2BBirthday%2B015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696418699484166594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-6225602535074117192?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/6225602535074117192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2012/01/addys-first-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/6225602535074117192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/6225602535074117192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2012/01/addys-first-birthday.html' title='Addy&apos;s First Birthday'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F16ZH2lQELE/Tw2-qe57AMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eWQqMs6U8F0/s72-c/Addy%2527s%2Bfirst%2BBirthday%2B068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-2056600854307603714</id><published>2011-12-30T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T10:47:35.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Things By 2013</title><content type='html'>Tis the season to make your resolutions. I was reading on one of my favorite blogs and I saw where she had a post about 12 things she wanted to accomplish by 2012, so I've decided that I'm going to try to do 13 things by 2013. Some of them may be able to be accomplished easily, but others will take a greater amount of effort and time. Hopefully I can accomplish them. I feel that it's important to always be setting goals and to always be learning something new, maybe that's why I've been in school for so long :) Anyway, here they are: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Purge and organize my house and my storage. I really don't know why I hang on to stuff, but some of it definitely needs to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Date my husband! We're on the cusp of extreme chaos in our house and it's more important now than ever for us to actually spend time together and reconnect so that we can be the best parents we can be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Keep my car clean! I don't know about you, but with 3 kids our stuff just seems to multiply and take over any available space. Sometimes it's just my own junk, sometimes it's the kids' stuff and food wrappers, sometimes it's Jame's fishing or hunting stuff and sometimes it's all of them combined!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Drink more water!! I'm really bad at this. I am a Diet Pepsi junkie. I usually have one first thing in the morning and then again in the afternoon and then again maybe in the evening. I could totally use some more water in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Re-vamp my wardrobe. I've become incredibly picky about what I buy. I have to LOVE it before I buy it. As a result, I have a lot of clothes that I've collected over the years, but not a lot that I absolutely love and wear frequently enough to justify having them. I want to try a wardrobe that I can be comfortable in and still look decent. It'll have to wait though, because right now I'm enduring living in maternity clothes until April. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Read to my kids more. The kids and I read a book almost every night, but lately we have been slacking. I'm just so tired that I'm having a hard time finding the energy to even tuck them in at night. So I would really like to be able to find the time to read more to them and spend time with them. I grew up reading with my Grandmother and there were nights when I would get in trouble for staying up reading too late. I just loved to read and I want to instill that same characteristic in my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Buy less, make more. Ever since I've become addicted to Pintrest, I have found so many things that I would LOVE to make and that I actually think I could make. I made some fabric flowers the other day for a Christmas present and for my mom and I really enjoyed the process and the time I had to myself to be able to spend on it. It also wasn't that expensive which made it even better. I have big plans for my living room that involve recovering my pillows and introducing some homemade art projects. I can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Continue to maintain my high GPA. Right now, my GPA is at 3.7 which is a pretty great feat considering that in the past few years that I've been in school, I worked, went to school and had kids. I hope that I can continue to maintain the momentum that I've built up so that I can set a good example for my kids academically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Let my hair GROW!! I know that Jame will appreciate this one, but I have a feeling that I'll get the itch to chop either a little before or directly after this new baby arrives. It's just something that I do, I don't know why, I just do it. I haven't cut my hair since last April and so it's been about nine months since I've touched it which is a big deal for me. We'll see :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Find some balance in my life. As I mentioned before, it's about to get really busy in my house and it's going to take more energy than what I feel I have right now, but if I am able to achieve some kind of balance I know that I'll be able to do it. I have to settle myself down thinking that I have to be perfect at everything, sometimes just being good is good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Turn off the T.V. Sometimes I just have it on for background noise while I'm cleaning or doing schoolwork which doesn't make any sense because then I sometimes loose my focus and get completely distracted. Like right now :) So, I've decided that it just needs to be off. That and I don't want to waste the electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Blog more. I know that I've said this in the past and that I've made this same promise before, but I really like my blog and I really like people being able to see my family grow and learn more about our lives. Lately, I've had a hard time thinking of what to write about and I've neglected it as a result. I promise to do better in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Take more pictures. My kids are growing up before my eyes and I barely have any pictures of them. I haven't taken any first day of school pictures or monthly milestone pictures of Addy. I haven't been very good, but hopefully I'll be able to do better when I get a new phone (an Iphone, ha ha Jame!). Then I'll be able to actually have good quality pictures and I'll be able to load them on our computer. Either that, or I'll have to invest in a good quality camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there it is. Lucky 13 things I plan to accomplish before the year is up. I'll let you all know how I'm doing because one of them is to blog more often. Good luck with your own "resolutions" and have a Happy New Year!! May 2012 be the best year EVER!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-2056600854307603714?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/2056600854307603714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/12/13-things-by-2013.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/2056600854307603714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/2056600854307603714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/12/13-things-by-2013.html' title='13 Things By 2013'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-6639899259625046459</id><published>2011-12-15T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T10:22:57.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right Now</title><content type='html'>Right now I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching: The Today Show with Kathie Lee and Hoda, but I'm not really paying attention. I kind of feel that they are a little overrated and not really funny to anyone, but each other. How some people make such a great living gossiping and talking nonsense I will never understand. The channel is about to be changed, as soon as I find the remote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating: Addy and I are both eating a candy cane. She has a bigger piece than I do and I really didn't think that she would like it because of the strong mint flavor, but she seems to be enjoying it. I see a stick mess to clean up in my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking: Water and a Diet Pepsi, but I should just be drinking water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing: Jeans, a Long Sleeved Shirt and a Purple Short Sleeved Sweater. It's a lot colder outside than it looks and I just want to be comfortable and warm. I wish that I had some super warm socks on (they're just athletic socks, but they match) I could us some warm wool socks right about now. I just can't seem to keep my feet warm EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoiding: Dishes, Laundry and just cleaning anything in general. I am hoping that maybe one day, the cleaing fairy will show up at my house and it will all magically be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling: Tired. I stayed up too late last night trying to solve some computer problems and then I had to check the status of my school financial aid and check into Facebook of course. I also stayed up reading, which I probably shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing: My mommy and daddy, but I won't be for long!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful: For a warm home, Addy's smile when she wakes up and her new walking skills, food in my tummy, the cookies my visiting teachers brought, my family, the place I live, so many things!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather: Probably a little over 20* right now. I'm not looking forward to packing Addy back up in the car and going to pick Breckin up from preschool here shortly. I just have little motivation when it's cold outside. There is still a little snow on the ground, but not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying: For those that are lonely, hurting or having unbearable trials right now. I pray for them to have strength, comfort and love in their lives. There are too many people struggling out there and if the least I can do is pray for them, that's what I'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needing: Some fabric glue for some projects I'm working on. I also need Hobby Lobby to be closer because I love the fabric selection there, but I hate driving all the way to Billings and having to stay there all day to really get what I need and want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking: I really should make those peanut blossom cookies today s that Jame can take some to work tomorrow. I have also made a list of all the things that I need to do before next Tuesday. So much!!! I'm kicking Jame out of the house and I'm crafting, packing and cleaning ALL DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving: Addy discovering things, the pictures that Ashlyn has been making lately, Breckin's complete obedience lately, my glue gun, the ornaments I made, the fact that I ordered my books for next semester on Tuesday and they got here today! The GREAT refund I got for the books I sold from last semester. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you? What are you p to right now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-6639899259625046459?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/6639899259625046459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/12/right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/6639899259625046459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/6639899259625046459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/12/right-now.html' title='Right Now'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-6934873536970413054</id><published>2011-11-30T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:11:23.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms</title><content type='html'>So, the reason why I haven't been on here very much is because I have really been at a loss for anything to talk about. I know that many of you find that very hard to believe, especially those of you that know me very well, but it's true! So, I have decided to do a random post in the hopes that maybe I'll be inspired by something! Here are just a few random things that you may or may not know about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I HATE feet!! I can't stand feet, the smell, the look, the idea of feet. I love baby feet, but after the age of two they stop being cute and start becoming gross. When I was pregnant with Addy it was very difficult for me to get down and paint my toenails, so I would treat myself to pedicures. I have to say that I would rather work in fast food than do pedicures all day. I saw some pretty gross feet just from where I was sitting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sometimes I just let my house sit and be a mess. Right now is one of those times. I just don't have any motivation to clean. I know that this is unusual, but I just think about all of the stuff that I want to go through and get rid of and it is enough to exhast and deter me from getting any work done. So, my house is a mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I wish for a dishwasher. I went and looked at an apartment that we might move into in possibly January. The first thing that I noticed was a dishwasher!! I loved having a dishwasher in Laramie and it really saved me time and the headache of looking at a sink full of dishes. Hopefully we'll be able to move in and I'll get my dream dishwasher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am still obsessed with Veronica Mars. If you have never seen it, look it up on Hulu. It's got Kristen Bell as the title character and I just love how clever and snarky she is. I wish that I could have been that confident and clever in high school. Maybe that's why I like it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I really wish that I was crafty. I see all of these projects on other blogs and on Pintrest and I wish that I had the time and patience to complete those things. I am going to put forth the effort next week to redo our Christmas decorations that will involve some fabric, a glue gun and perhaps some sewing. I will officially be done with my classes on December 9th and I plan on devoting much of the free time I'll have to doing some crafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I haven't cut my hair since last April. I went to a salon here in Cody and overpaied for a terrible hair cut. I decided that I would try to grow it out as long as I could stand it. It doesn't seem like it has grown that much, but it has. I like the fact that I can pull most of it back and out of my face, it's really nice when I actually do get the motivation to clean this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I actually like it when it snows. I like the big, fat snowflakes that just seem to float down gracefully. It's days like this when I just like to curl up on the couch and read a book or watch a movie. It's really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. In addition to a dishwasher, I really wish that I had a mantle. It would be great to decorate a mantle and fireplace this time of year. I also like the ambiance that a fire brings on winter nights when the big, fat snowflakes are falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I wear mismatched socks. Sometimes it's just fun to look down and laugh. It's also interesting when other people notice. They give you a weird look and then they &lt;strong&gt;might&lt;/strong&gt; ask you if you know that your socks don't match. It's just good, clean fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I don't own a pair of sweatpants. I don't know what it is about sweatpants, but I just don't like them. My kids don't even own sweatpants. The closest they come are the fleece pants you can get at Old Navy. I don't think that I've always been this way, but they just remind me of my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Finally, for those of you who don't know already...We're expecting again. I'm about 21 weeks along and we have had two ultrasounds and all signs point to another little girl. Our new baby is due April 20, 2012. I know that many of you may be either thinking or even saying out loud-"Already!?!". It wasn't planned, but it is definently a gift that we are happy to recieve. All of the kids seem to be happy about it and Addy is just like Ashlyn was at her age. She has become more and more independent and obedient. I know she is only 10 months old, but I can tell. I feel that the Lord has blessed me with so many girls because he knows how good and obedient the girls that I already have are. He also knows that Breckin is my "Little Boy" and it needs to stay that way for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there it is. A few random facts about me. Next time, maybe, it'll be less than a month between posts :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-6934873536970413054?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/6934873536970413054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/11/randoms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/6934873536970413054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/6934873536970413054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/11/randoms.html' title='Randoms'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-356010340861235261</id><published>2011-11-11T12:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T13:10:20.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life As A Stay At Home Mom</title><content type='html'>So a while ago I was talking to an old friend and he asked me what I was up to. I told him that I'd been married for 8 years, had three kids, went to school full time and stayed at home being a mommy. His reply: "So that's ALL you do? You just stay at home? Okay". WHAT!?! That's ALL I do!!! I will have you know that there is a lot to ALL of what I do. Here is a typical day in our house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:30am: Get up and say goodbye to Jame as he's going out the door to work. I don't usually know how long of a day it's going to be, so I do like to say goodbye to my husband before he leaves. Between now 7:00 I try to get myself ready to go for the day. My day can consist of a number of things, so I do actually try to get dressed. I am not a person that is comfortable going out of my house (unless it's just to run to the car) in my pajamas, so I try to look somewhat presentable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00am: I get Ashlyn and Breckin up and going for the day. Usually Addy will wake up with them and I have yet another little person to get dressed for the day. I usually try to lay out the kids' clothes the night before, so I don't have to try to sift through clean laundry and try to find something that they can wear. I then proceed to get them some breakfast. This will be Breckin's first breakfast as he has breakfast again at school, but sometimes he doesn't like what they are having so I want to make sure that he has something in his tummy. Then I try to get the beds made and things picked up a little bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00am: We're out the door. All three kids with coats, hats, gloves and the two older ones with backpacks. Ashlyn has to be at school at 8:10, so I usually get there at about 5 after and walk her up to her door. Sometimes I'll stand there with her for a minute and some of her classmates will have me put on their gloves and zip their coats. So, I have another round of being a mom to other kids! Then Breckin has to be at school at 8:30. We usually wait in the car for a minute before we go in and then I drop him off and say goodbye to him. Addy and I then begin running errands for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00am: Addy and I run some errands. On Tuesday's she stays with Grandma Kelley while I go volunteer in Ashlyn's class from 8:30 til about 10. We usually go to the grocery store or go to the library. Some days we'll just go home and start on chores for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:30am-12:00pm: I usually work on school work while I am doing laundry, giving Addy a nap, or paying bills online. Then I will wash the dishes, wipe the counters off and sweep the floor. I'll also start getting stuff ready for dinner that night. At least twice a week, I clean the bathroom. I have two boys in my house and one of them doesn't have very good aim. Then the other one makes a mess when he shaves. I am constantly picking up after one of them in the bathroom!! This includes, cleaning the counters, the toilet, the floor, and the shower. I then move on to the kids' rooms. I finish making beds and clean up toys that were left out before bedtime. Once a week I try to wash all of the bedding in the house. Finally, it's time to get Breckin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:00pm: I go pick Breckin up, talk to his teachers and find out what things are going on at the school that I need to be aware of. Once a month we have a parent meeting so that the parents can know about any upcoming activities or programs that they can help with. Then, if Jame's lunch isn't ready when he leaves, we usually go up there and drop it off and say hello to him because, again, we don't know how late of a day it could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:00-3:00pm: I usually start on a snack for Ashlyn and Breckin to have when she comes home from school. Sometimes it's cookies, homemade bread, or something else that I've made. Other times it's just something like yogurt and fruit or popcorn or something simple, but I usually like to make something homemade. On Fridays she gets out at 1:30, so I go and pick her up then. Otherwise, I continue cleaning the house and trying to catch up on the never ending laundry! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:00pm: We all load up again to go get Ashlyn from school. I go up to her door so that her teacher can see that she's with who she should be with and then we walk back to the car and I ask her about her day. After we get home, the kids get a snack and I try to put Addy down for another nap. Then the kids and I will read books or play or just relax and watch Spongebob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:00-7:00pm: Jame usually gets off of work within this time window, and since we only have one vehicle, we all go pick him up from work around now. Sometimes, we have to stop and do some errands for him, otherwise we just all go home. We relax and play together for a little while until it's time to make dinner. I usually like to try to have dinner at 6:30 at the very latest. The kids are very enthusiastic about being in the kitchen to help me when I make dinner, so sometimes it takes longer than if I were to just do it myself. We usually sit around the table together and talk about our day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00pm: It's bath time for all of the kids, which means that Addy usually takes either a quick shower or a little bath. Then Ashlyn and Breckin have their bath and it's time to put on pajamas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00pm: Now it's time to get the kids settled into their beds and get them thinking about getting sleepy. We usually read scriptures, say prayers and read a library book together. Sometimes I have to pat Breckin on the back for a little while, but he's usually pretty good about going to sleep. All of the kids are usually asleep by 8:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30-10:00pm: Now I'm just being generous to myself. I usually don't make it until 10:00. In fact, last night I started to drift off at 9. It was kind of amusing. Anyway, Jame and I try to catch up on things for the day and just enjoy some quiet time together. It's good for us because some people say that we have trouble communicating, you know who you are :) I have also been known to completely ignore him if I have a good book that I want to read, so sometimes he's left to his own devices and that usually includes the X-Box. Finally, I crash and think about doing it all over again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for that ignorant (and yes, I'm getting THAT mean) individual that belittled my existence as a stay-at-home mom. I would like you to take a look at my day and see if you are able to accomplish even half of what I do. I would also like you to realize that on top of these things, I have a church calling, family obligations and every once in a while I've been known to help my neighbors and friends if they need it. I am very proud of what I do, even if you don't understand it. I am grateful for a hard-working husband who believes that the most important job that I can do is within the walls of my own home. And just for a little food for thought, if I did have a professional job title it would be this: chef, chauffeur, psychologist, housekeeper, nurse, teacher, bookkeeper, receptionist, personal assistant, and coach. On top of that, if you really need to have a monetary value on what I do, according to Fox News I'm worth $117,000 a year and according to MSN Money I'm worth $138,095 a year. But I'm willing to do this job for the satisfaction of being able to be with my children and make a house a home for my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-356010340861235261?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/356010340861235261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-life-as-stay-at-home-mom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/356010340861235261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/356010340861235261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-life-as-stay-at-home-mom.html' title='My Life As A Stay At Home Mom'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-17971557856152747</id><published>2011-09-20T16:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T16:44:44.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises, Promises :)</title><content type='html'>Okay, I already know, at the beginning of the new school year I had the best intentions of being more faithful in my blogging. I grossly underestimated how busy I would be with Ashlyn in school, Breckin in preschool, me in school, Jame at work, laundry to do, dishes to wash, dinner to make, and everything else to do. I am finally getting around to the blog. &lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened in the last month. First, Jame is working a lot more. He's also beginning to travel for his work more. Next month he goes to San Francisco, CA. In November, he goes to Casper. He also has some tenative plans for December and January. They must like him if they are spending all of this money sending him places. &lt;br /&gt;Next, Grandpa Hawkins passed away on September 8th, 2011 and we had a funeral on September 13th. It was a beautiful and uplifting funeral and I am so grateful that we were able to be there. I am also grateful that we were able to be around Grandpa and get to know him. I felt so bad for him when he got toward the end because he was beginning to suffer the way that Grandma had been when she died. Fortunately his suffering didn't last as long as Grandma's and he passed peacefully, surrounded by those that loved him. Breckin was facinated at the viewing by Grandpa's body in his casket. Finally, on the third time going in there Lynette said, "Yup, he's dead." Breckin said, "He's dead!" He just needed to be told bluntly what was going on instead of all of the mechanics of his spirit not being in his body anymore. He also thought that one of the men helping to bury the casket was Jesus. He is developing quite the personality! &lt;br /&gt;Grandpa left this world a much better place and he also left his family with some guidance that we should all learn from. He said, "Do the best you can. Serve the Lord every chance you get, and if Satan knocks you down, get back up, even if it takes a long time." He was such a wise man and again I am so very grateful that I was able to know him.&lt;br /&gt;Life doesn't seem as though it is going to slow down anytime soon. I have a paper due this Friday that I haven't even started, I have Ashlyn's birthday coming up, I need to put in some volunteer hours at Breckin's school and I desperately need to clean my house :) We may also begin a search for a safer place to live. Last night, when I came back from class, I pulled up and there were two Cody PD patrol cars outside, and a DCI agent. They were searching the car of a couple of kids that frequent an apartment in our complex. They didn't make any arrests, but if DCI is involved it is usually only a matter of time. So, we are starting to look for a place in a better locale. We also need something bigger, because we are about to burst at the seams! Hopefully we can find something bigger and more cost effective for us because winter is upon us and our heating bill last year was outrageous! I am not looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;I know I did a lot of rambling here, but I just thought that I would try to update everyone about what was going on and what we were up to. I also thought that I might give some excuses for my absence. I'm really good at excuses, but I promise to try better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-17971557856152747?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/17971557856152747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/09/promises-promises.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/17971557856152747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/17971557856152747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/09/promises-promises.html' title='Promises, Promises :)'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-9115907779967152464</id><published>2011-08-13T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T13:17:30.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life As A Police Officer's Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.basinsradio.com/basin/images/stories/Stock_Photos/Crime_Justice_Emergency/police_badge_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 367px;" src="http://www.basinsradio.com/basin/images/stories/Stock_Photos/Crime_Justice_Emergency/police_badge_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for those of you who know us, you know that the Hubby is no longer a police officer. However, for almost 4 years of our married lives together, the Hubby served the community of Powell, Wyoming. There were many pros and cons to him being a police officer, but we are grateful for the experience that he had doing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was a police officer he was working shift work, which I HATED!! His shifts would change every month and when he worked the night shift it was nearly impossible to plan any daytime activities because he slept all day and then had to report to work at 6 pm. The other shifts that he worked sometimes required him to wake up in the middle of the night to transport a prisoner, who more times than not was pulled over for driving while intoxicated or driving while under the influence. So, he'd get up at 2 am, get all his gear on, try not to wake me or the baby sleeping in the nearby bedroom, go out in the darkness, report to the PD, grab the criminal, put him in his squad car, drive about 25 miles to the county jail, drop the idiot off, drive back to the PD, check back in there, drive back home, and try to salvage whatever amount of sleep he could still get before he had to report back to work. I have to say that I HATE drunk drivers even more after having experienced this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first year that the Hubby worked for the PD,, we had our first child, we moved twice, and the Hell's Angels came to town. The county was sprawling with police, from all around, including Montana, Idaho, Colorado, Utah, etc. Because of careful planning and preparation there weren't any incidents and everything went smoothly. However, the hubby was working very loooong days for about a week, which meant that I got to worry about him even more :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Hubby would work the night shift would be the hardest time for me, other than having him gone to the Police Academy. It would take me at least two weeks to adjust to not having him sleeping next to me. I would also be scared that someone he had arrested would know where we lived. Then there was the fear of something happening to him, there are just too many idiots out past 11:00. He always came home safely to me and reassured me that he always would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of the worries and concerns that I had over his chosen profession, there were also a number of bright spots. When Ashlyn was born, we received a special visit from the Chief, who came to check her out and wish us well. He also told the Hubby that he should be prepared to start work pretty soon :) When Breckin was born we received more visits from the Hubby's fellow officers. They offered their support and congratulations. One of them even took the time to pick him up and hold him for a little while. It was great to have that support at such special times in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year, during the week before fair, I was hustling around trying to get my entries ready for the culinary department. Since they only needed three or four individual items to taste, the rest of my treats went to the PD, needless to say they were more than gracious for the snacks that they received on nearly a daily basis for about a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time, the Hubby got really sick. Unfortunately, he wasn't able to use any of his sick time because he didn't have any, and he wasn't able to dip into the sick bank because he hadn't been there to participate in it. We were worried about how our bills were going to get paid, how we were going to pay our rent, how we were going to feed our little ones. We received a knock on our door one evening and there was the Chief and his wife with a manila envelope. He told us simply, that he had written a note on the envelope explaining the circumstances and informing people that any donation that they could give would be appreciated. The envelope made it's way to every department in the city. The contents of the envelope weren't emptied until later, but needless to say it was more than enough to meet our needs. We will be eternally grateful to those who opened their hearts to us at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole point of this post is to give you a little insight as to what it means to be part of a law enforcement family. The Hubby was one of 16 brothers, with the Chief as their father. They really and truly are as close as brothers are. They would kill for each other, defend each other, they listen to each other, and give constructive criticism when it is due. A few weeks ago, the Hubby lost one of these brothers in a vehicle accident. When he told me what had happened, I didn't know how to expect him to react. When he came home from work, he was visibly upset and at this officer's funeral he became incredibly upset again. He told me outright, "There is no other bond I can think of that can compare to the one that I share with those guys. I feel like I lost a big brother." I felt for him, because although he is no longer employed as a police officer, he will always be a part of that family. We are so grateful for the experiences that we had as a part of that department, the good and the bad. It has made the hubby who he is and it has made us a different family because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source for picture: http://www.basinsradio.com/basin/images/stories/Stock_Photos/Crime_Justice_Emergency/police_badge_1.jpg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-9115907779967152464?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/9115907779967152464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-life-as-police-officers-wife.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/9115907779967152464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/9115907779967152464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-life-as-police-officers-wife.html' title='My Life As A Police Officer&apos;s Wife'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-49778665398997654</id><published>2011-08-06T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T11:40:28.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Time For A Makeover!!</title><content type='html'>I know what you may be thinking, but if you follow my blog very closely you'll find that the makeover is for the blog, not for me, although if anyone is willing to put up the bucks to give me one, I won't put up much of a fight :) Just kidding! Anyway, I was getting a little bored with how the blog looked so I decided to do a little changing and rearranging. I think I'm happy with how it looks now, it took me a while and a few frustrations, but I figured it out. It's been a while since I messed around with my design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are only 16 short days until I start school and 18 until Ashlyn starts. I am still waiting to hear about screenings for Breckin for Head Start and then I'll have a somewhat empty house for at least half of the day, 4 days a week. It'll only be me and Addy here. I'm thinking of how much I'll be able to accomplish and how clean my house will be. I'll also be able to do some baby-proofing hopefully because the girl is on the move! I like to start each school year with the best of intentions and a resolution to do my best, so far I've been able to achieve my goals. This semester is going to pose a challenge because I'm taking my first real psychology courses, which ought to be interesting. I hope that Ashlyn has the same resolve as her mother and even more follow through. I am so excited for her to start school and learn all of the things that she can. I am also excited for Breckin to start preschool because he needs the social interaction. The boy also needs to learn how to clean up on his own!! With just me and Addy at home, I'm looking into working for maybe half of the day at the Yellowstone Behavioral Center. It would get me foot in the door to later become a psychologist and therapist, so I figure that now is the time to start, and it's only for 4 hours a day, so I'll still have the time I need to be a mommy and a wife. Sometimes I put too much on my plate, but I think that I know my limitations pretty well, and if I'm not busy, I get bored and then I get into trouble :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I've decided to makeover, is the Life List that I started. It's not so much of a makeover as a few additions. I don't know if I posted the original on here yet, but as I look back, I can't find it, so here is the updated and revised edition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Read the following books: The Articles of Faith, Jesus the Christ, The Miracle of Forgiveness, Mormon Doctrine, Our Search for Happiness, A Marvelous Work and A Wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Take a cruise with the Hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Graduate with a Bachelor's Degree and a Master's Degree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Learn how to sew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Learn how to grow, can and preserve my own food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Get in shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Go skydiving, para sailing, bungee jumping and river rafting. What can I say, I have a need for an adrenaline rush :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Compete in a triathlon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Open my own cupcake store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Grow my hair out long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Blog at least twice a week for a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have my own organic farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Write and publish my children's book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Compete in a pageant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Meet someone famous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Learn French, Spanish and Italian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Take a tour of Europe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Spend New Year's Eve in Times Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Go horseback riding on the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Learn ballet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Visit every temple in the United States-so far we have: Denver CO, Billings MT, Newport Beach CA and San Diego CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Document the kids growing up better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Climb a mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Spend an entire summer in the Hampton's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Go to New England to see the leaves change in the fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Read every Jane Austen book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Read the Book of Mormon in a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Learn to shoot a rifle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Get paid to do what I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Own my dream house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Help make someone's dream come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Coach my kids in a sport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Serve a Church mission with my husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Host a holiday meal at my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Give my husband the best surprise he could imagine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Complete the Personal Progress program, Duty to God program and memorize the Scripture Mastery scriptures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Host a craft retreat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Watch my kids live Happily Ever After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Win a contest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Throw a monthly dinner party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Start my own catering and party planning business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Compete in the New York marathon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Walk on the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Visit South Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Go to Wicked with my kids *This is tentatively planned for next summer in Sacramento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Go to Disneyland and Disney World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Re-decorate my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Learn sign language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Anonymously pay for someone else's groceries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Attend a spin class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there is the list so far. If you have any suggestions of additions that you think I should make feel free to comment on it. I hope that I can achieve all of these things and more in my lifetime. I also hope that you all like the makeover, now it's time to makeover my life!! More on that later, stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-49778665398997654?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/49778665398997654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-time-for-makeover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/49778665398997654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/49778665398997654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-time-for-makeover.html' title='It&apos;s Time For A Makeover!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-8214036897841022852</id><published>2011-07-18T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T20:45:18.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Mom</title><content type='html'>Okay, so Ashlyn starts school in about 37 days, not that I'm counting or anything. I have to say that I am soooo excited for her. I remember the first day of school and the anticipation and excitement that I experienced. Now, I'm on a different side of the first day of school. I have a responsibility to my daughter to not embarass her either by my actions or by my apperance. This got me thinking about some of the moms that I know and have known over the past few years. There are so many attributes of them that I admire that I wish that I could be like all of them. Of course at the top of my list is my mom because she was the absolute coolest mom EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that I look like I'm twelve years old, fifteen at the most. I know that I don't look like I'm old enough to have kids, let alone three. I also know that in the past few years I have let myself go a little bit. I'm not as fit and trim as I once was, I definenlty don't eat as well as I used to and I don't dress as well as I once did. I have to make choices between washing dishes and going to the gym, I have to choose between sleeping and getting up in the morning to make a nutritious breakfast, I also have to choose between catchiing up on some of the reading that I had every intention of getting through this summer and taking a loooong walk in the heat with my kids in tow. Each sacrifice might be a success, but sometimes I don't know if it's worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I now have put myself in a new mind set. With Ashlyn in school all day, Breckin in preschool half of the day and just me and Addy at home, I'm making the committment to treat myself better than I have been and become my version of the perfect mom. I want to have striking looks that attract the people around me and make my husband proud to be seen out in public with me (not that he's not now, but I would certainly feel better about it), I want to be able to be successful in my education and do the best that I can, I also want to be the cool, creative mom that can throw fun parties for the kids and think of fun ideas for class projects and activities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this might sound like I'm a little vain, I'll be the first to admit that I am a vain person. I could never imagine going to the grocery store in pajamas, I'm just not that person. I usually don't go out in public without makeup on. I am just trying to make myself the best me that I can be and hopefully I can find some success!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-8214036897841022852?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/8214036897841022852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/07/perfect-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8214036897841022852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8214036897841022852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/07/perfect-mom.html' title='The Perfect Mom'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-7453656480904696738</id><published>2011-07-13T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T20:21:30.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thrill!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.justpushstart.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/trophies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 354px;" src="http://www.justpushstart.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/trophies1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know that I'm a dork, but when me and some of my family were playing the Loaded Questions game one of the questions was, "What awards show would like to go to?" I knew mine immediately...The ESPYS! I know that it's pretty unconventional for a woman to say that she would love to go to a show that celebrates sports and the best of sports, but that's where I would like to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something about participating in a physical competition that is unlike anything you will ever experience. It's the thrill of victory, the sorrow of defeat, the camaraderie you build as a team, the determination that you build within yourself, the blood, sweat and tears you put into something that you truly love. Perhaps it's just because the need for competition runs through my veins genetically, but there is just something about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, I want my own children to know what it's like to be a winner, what it's like to loose a heartbreaker, what it feels like to train like a champion, and what it means to make what seems to be impossible, possible. I believe that the experience that you can have through athletic competition is unlike any other experience that you can have. I am grateful to my parents for their encouragement and support to me and my brother in helping us to learn all of these things, and I hope to one day be able to pass them on to my own children and that the cycle will continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: http://www.justpushstart.com/2009/11/12/playstation-3-not-syncing-trophies-as-of-today/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-7453656480904696738?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/7453656480904696738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/07/thrill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7453656480904696738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7453656480904696738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/07/thrill.html' title='The Thrill!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-3007803762085265417</id><published>2011-06-30T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T20:34:49.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Things I HEART!!</title><content type='html'>Since I know you all can't get enough of things that I love. Here are some more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach Galifianakis- I just hear my mother-in-law saying, "Who's the guy with the beard?!" He is a comic genius! I first noticed Zach Galifianakis when he was on SNL and did an AMAZING job as host. I LOVED it. If you haven't seen it, look it up on YouTube, it's worth a couple laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2009/news/090622/zach-galifianakis-240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2009/news/090622/zach-galifianakis-240.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMS Shoes- I asked for a pair of these shoes for my birthday and I got them! They are so incredibly comfortable, a lot more than you would guess. They have arch support and come in a lot of different styles and colors. On top of that, for every pair that you buy, the company gives a pair of shoes to a child in a Third World Country. I find this incredible because the founder and owner of the company is only 33 years old and has been doing this for a number of years now. Check out more at: &lt;a href="http://www.toms.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.pointloma.edu/thepointweekly/files/2009/09/Toms-Shoes-web-300x200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://blogs.pointloma.edu/thepointweekly/files/2009/09/Toms-Shoes-web-300x200.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mormon.org website- I really like the way that the site shares information with people in a simple, non-invasive way. I also appreciate the stories about being a Mormon. I have watched many of them and each one is inspiring and gives me the motivation to do better tomorrow than I did today. You can click on the tab on the right hand side that says, "I'm A Mormon" and go there to see more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yard Sales- Since the hubby and I have been married, I have gone to yard sales. We've gotten a good portion of our baby stuff there and we've also gotten treasures for ourselves. This last weekend we did pretty well. We found an almost new bike for Ashlyn that she had actually "tried out" at Wal-Mart earlier that week, all we need is training wheels. We also got a little TV with a VHS player so that our kids can watch the classic Disney movies that I never saw :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.harmonicflow.com/game/images/yard-sale-junkie_feature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.harmonicflow.com/game/images/yard-sale-junkie_feature.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game Loaded Questions- This is a great game for you to play to get to know people that you already know pretty well, even better. It always ends up quite amusing, especially when I play with Jame's family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.areyougame.com/images/items/AE10231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.areyougame.com/images/items/AE10231.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE OFFICE- I CANNOT believe that I forgot this in the first go 'round. I am truly disappointed in myself! I have seen every, single episode of The Office, many of them more than five times. "Confict Resolution" is still my all-time favorite. If you don't know which one it is, it's the one where Michael sits down with Dwight and Jim and goes through all of the complaints in the "file in New York". It is a hilarious collection of pranks that Jim has pulled on Dwight. My ideal job would be to work in an office exactly like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1256154880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 359px; height: 453px;" src="http://tvmedia.ign.com/tv/image/article/103/1037147/the-office-cast_1256154880.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Froggy Pond in Powell- We finally crossed this off of our summer list of things to do. We made the trip earlier this week when the temperature got up to over 90 degrees. It was a nice break and we ended up staying there for over 2 hours. It was GREAT. We also had a picnic and spent time with my sister-in-law and her daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxi Dresses- When the heat hits, I put on one of these babies. They are light weight and comfortable. I also feel like I look a little more put together and polished because I have a dress on. It's a nice change to the monotony of jeans and t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.ibsrv.net/ibsrv/res/src:www.bargainist.com/get/deals/images/2010/07/Sears-maxi-dresses-product-pick.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 285px;" src="http://images.ibsrv.net/ibsrv/res/src:www.bargainist.com/get/deals/images/2010/07/Sears-maxi-dresses-product-pick.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working Out- This has been a GREAT way for me to relieve some stress and get some energy when I need it. I'm grateful that Jame has supported me in spending this time to myself and he's also paying for it :) I enjoy feeling that even on days that I haven't really accomplished anything, I can go work out and feel a little accomplished. I also haven't been able to shed this baby weight as easily as I did the other two and so I have to put forth a little more effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.best-of-web.com/_images_300/Mom_Working_Out_with_Hand_Weights_101112-106756-352042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 267px;" src="http://www.best-of-web.com/_images_300/Mom_Working_Out_with_Hand_Weights_101112-106756-352042.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it people, more stuff I HEART!! There will be a continuation of this series as I find more things that I HEART so stay tuned. And if you are able, please check out the TOMS website. It is truly inspiring what one person is able to do. The founder, Blake Mycoskie, shares his favorite quote on the site which comes from Ghandi, "Be the change you wish to see in the world." Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sources: &lt;br /&gt;http://www.best-of-web.com/pages/101112-106756-352042.html&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bargainist.com/deals/2010/07/bargainist-product-pick-maxi-dresses-from-sears/&lt;br /&gt;http://tv.ign.com/articles/103/1037147p1.html&lt;br /&gt;http://www.areyougame.com/interact/item.asp?itemno=AE10231&lt;br /&gt;http://www.harmonicflow.com/game/yard-sale-junkie/&lt;br /&gt;http://blogs.pointloma.edu/thepointweekly/2009/09/28/toms-shoes-not-the-right-fit/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20284492,00.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-3007803762085265417?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/3007803762085265417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/06/more-things-i-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/3007803762085265417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/3007803762085265417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/06/more-things-i-heart.html' title='More Things I HEART!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-547042462383508437</id><published>2011-06-26T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T16:56:20.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to... My brother!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hf326MuC8F8/TgfGUgst3fI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PpjzASptanw/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hf326MuC8F8/TgfGUgst3fI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PpjzASptanw/s200/088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622680715472526834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping in the tradition that I seem to have established here, I want to devote this particular post to my brother. Today, he turns 27 and I personally couldn't imagine my life without him. We have shared so many memories and experiences together and there he is one of my best friends and most trusted confidants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are just a few of my favorite memories with Sean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I remember when we were little and we didn't want to go to bed, so we'd play this game to see who could get from their room to the kitchen without getting caught. Depending on the angle of dad's recliner and the TV this could prove nearly impossible. There was also that creak in the floor in the dining room that would give you away every time. We played this game for quite a while, until one of us would give up and actually go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I remember when we were playing on the dirt road by the canal and it had been raining and you and one of your little friends decided that it would be a good idea to throw mud at us. The next day you were supposed to go golfing with me and dad and you found a pleasant little surprise in the toes of your new shoes. I can remember dad waiting for you and going in the house to check on you. When he came back he looked at me and said, "Really, applesauce?" and then started laughing. You had it coming to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I remember you an another one of your friends giving me a snow bath so many times that I finally decided not to get up and just let you kick snow on me because I was grossly out numbered. The next day you woke up to snow being thrown in your faces. You were so mad at me and you went into the kitchen, grabbed the Dijon mustard out of the fridge and squirted it all over me. To this day, I cannot stand the smell of Dijon mustard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I remember you and another one of your friends spraying a swear word on Grandma's wall in hairspray and then lighting it on fire. One night, mom was looking at the wall and saw what you had done. Grandma then made you and Matt paint the entire room, but you guys didn't get very far because you had only opened one of the small windows in the room and you were getting high on the fumes. As a result, you were also singing annoyingly loud, we could hear you down the street! So Grandma kicked you out and said she would finish it herself. I always wondered if you guys had planned it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I remember when we moved to Las Vegas and you were making fun of me because I had to go to school and you didn't. Little did you know that you would have to go to school during the HOT summer months and I wouldn't. Ha Ha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I remember moving to Texas and the first day that we were there we were a little confused about their lunch schedule and we ended up having lunch together at the back of the school around some scary people. After that, you were told that you were supposed to stay in your class for that half hour and I lost my lunch buddy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I remember when a boy hurt my feelings and you and some of your friends cornered him in the choir hall and threatened his very existence. He stayed in the choir room for the rest of that lunch period. You were my little brother, taking care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I remember the same sort of instance happening again only this time on a much more traumatic scale, except this time you were far away and all I could do was get your advice and support from over the phone. However, when you did come back you scared the living daylights out of the guy and I haven't heard from him since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I remember one Thanksgiving Day in Texas when you and I were given the task of doing the dishes and we were messing around and you put a towel in your mouth. I wasn't thinking and I pulled the towel out an with it came the veneers that were on your teeth. You were SO mad at me. I tried to laugh it off, but when mom told you that the dentist couldn't get you in until the next week and that you would have to go to school for a day like that, I really felt bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I remember when you and mom came to visit one Christmas and Jame and I announced that we were engaged. You and I laid in bed at Grandma Cyphers house, like we had so many times before that and we talked about our lives and our futures. You gave me so much support at that time, because I felt like the world was against me and Jame. You told me that as long as I was happy and that I felt like I was doing the right thing, that was all that mattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I remember, just a few years ago, when you needed me for once. You were in despair and you didn't know what to do. I told you that you could come and stay with us in Laramie and I was surprised when you thought that it was a great idea. You aren't one for small towns anymore, so it caught me off guard. Fortunately, your life turned around and got so much better than you could have ever imagined, so you didn't have to suffer through the worst of Wyoming winters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Finally, I remember when you told me that you were going to propose to Jess. I can't tell you how excited I was for you and the only thing that I would change about it would be that I would be there to celebrate with you guys. I have always told you that you need to marry someone like mom and you FINALLY listened to me. I can see why you love her so much. She is a genuinely good person in a world where it is hard to find a person like that. She cares for you deeply and loves and respects you, she also wants the same things out of life that you do, she is smart and giving and all around perfect for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean, I am excited for your birthday and I wish that I could be there with you to celebrate another year. You once asked mom if you were and accident because some mean person told you that you were (you know who I'm talking about) Mom told you that you were a surprise. You were a surprise, the best surprise and one that I didn't even know that I wanted, but wouldn't know what to do if I didn't have. I hope that you have a Happy Birthday and always know that I love you very much!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-547042462383508437?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/547042462383508437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-to-my-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/547042462383508437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/547042462383508437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-to-my-brother.html' title='Happy Birthday to... My brother!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hf326MuC8F8/TgfGUgst3fI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PpjzASptanw/s72-c/088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-5094307968959461519</id><published>2011-06-20T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T08:12:58.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to My Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--U-B_nEXKvY/Tf9jMaSc73I/AAAAAAAAAGc/uVKNySeCios/s1600/026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--U-B_nEXKvY/Tf9jMaSc73I/AAAAAAAAAGc/uVKNySeCios/s200/026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620319924847964018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'm a day late, but I think that it's better late than never right? Yesterday was a busy day for us and we spent most of the day at church and at the HawkInn playing games and hanging out so that the hubby could get some sleep. I did however call my dad and wish him a Happy Father's Day, but I was getting in to a no service zone and had to cut the conversation short. Here is what I would have liked to tell him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ALWAYS been there for me. No matter what you have helped, advised and supported me. I am your little girl and I know that you would do anything for me. I have fond memories of our family together and many of them include you doing something entertaining and fun. There was the time that you and Uncle Pudge went fishing and neither one of you caught anything, but the dog did :) There were the times watching you play softball and for some reason you couldn't slide feet first, but you did know how to slide onto your tummy. There were the times that Grandma gave you Captain Crunch for Christmas and everyone could tell that you were genuinely grateful for the thought behind the gift as well as the gift itself. There were the summer water fights that we had and the time that we doused you with water after you came home from work and you were less than thrilled about it. There are so many memories that I have of spending time with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also the more difficult times that we faced as a family where you stepped up as the leader of our family and reassured all of us that everything was going to be okay. When we all grudgingly moved to Las Vegas, you kept us together and you would humor Sean and I when we played our trivia game with you and mom. Because of that move, I feel like we became closer as a family and although you may not have know it at the time, I relied on you to help me at this difficult time. When we moved again to Cibolo, we rarely saw you because you had to work so hard. When we did see you, you were usually grilling shrimp or teetering up the driveway after playing a little game with Sean and his friends, you know what I'm talking about :) You would also go golfing with Sean and come to as many of my swim meets as you could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we live far apart and Sean and I have grown up and soon we will both have families of our own. One thing will remain the same though, we will always need our Daddy. You have taught me so much and I am so grateful that God chose to put me in your family. You are always logical when I am more emotional and you help me to see every angle of the picture. You have taught me the value of hard work because let's face it you and mom are two of the hardest working people that I know. You have also taught me about confidence and how far the combination of good self confidence and hard work can get you. Most of all, you have taught me about unconditional love. It didn't matter if we talked back, went to jail, made mistakes. We knew that there was nothing that we could do that would make you love us less. I appreciate the fact that you told us that frequently. I also appreciate that you tell me that you are proud of me and that you love me often. Those are things that as your daughter, I need to hear. I hope that I can continue to make you proud. I just want you to know that I love you unconditionally and that I am proud of you and I am proud to be your daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XtD5vovMEQ/Tf9jV21g8OI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mgobJSEktH8/s1600/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XtD5vovMEQ/Tf9jV21g8OI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mgobJSEktH8/s200/086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620320087130042594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-5094307968959461519?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/5094307968959461519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/06/letter-to-my-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/5094307968959461519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/5094307968959461519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/06/letter-to-my-daddy.html' title='A Letter to My Daddy'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--U-B_nEXKvY/Tf9jMaSc73I/AAAAAAAAAGc/uVKNySeCios/s72-c/026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-7356611642283732720</id><published>2011-06-12T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T15:46:51.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A More Healthy Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/1/16/Food_revolution_poster.jpg/200px-Food_revolution_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/1/16/Food_revolution_poster.jpg/200px-Food_revolution_poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't watched Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution, you NEED to. I watched all of last season and it was amazingly eye opening. This season started off with quite the episode of shock value. One of the first things that they discussed was how "hamburgers" are made in our country. If you don't know, it's pretty disturbing and you need to find out. I also watched Food Inc. recently and it really educated me as to how the food industry really works in our country. Again, if you haven't watched that movie, I would encourage you to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie Oliver's whole goal is to make America more healthy and he targets our children because they are the future of our nation's health. I completely agree with his methods and his view points. I also feel that as a parent, I have to be a positive example to my children for healthy eating. Things are a lot different now than they were when I was young. My mother always cooked, every night. We didn't have a McDonald's in our town until I was in middle school. We didn't have the convenience of fast food. Now, I don't think twice about picking up a quick dinner for my kids so that I don't have to cook because I'm too tired. I just looked at a recent bank statement and over $60 in the past two weeks have been spent by my husband and myself on convenience foods. So, I am challenging myself to become more healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids are actually pretty good eaters. They LOVE green vegetables. Breckin ate 2 whole peppers at his uncle's house the other day! They also ate a bunch of asparagus the other night, by themselves. This is a habit that I want to continue to encourage. I also want them to be more open to trying different foods and I want to be able to provide them with more home cooked meals during the next few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I want them to be able to become more active during the day. Right now, it's been unseasonably rainy and cold here in Wyoming and so we haven't been able to go outside and play as much as we would have liked too. We also have concerns about Ashlyn's allergies acting up and affecting her. So, for the rest of this month I want to be able to allow them to be able to have more opportunities to be more active. I know that next month they will have soccer for a half hour, twice a week, but right now they need to do something. I also feel that I could use the cardiovascular activity. So, I want to be able to try to go swimming every week day for the rest of the summer. This is an activity that doesn't put a lot of stress on my body and that I enjoy and I am comfortable with. All in all, for my kids, I want to be a more healthy me. I want to be a good example to them of positive eating habits and how much fun activity can be. I want to instill these good habits in them before they learn how to play video games and sit in front of the TV all day as so many kids now do. When I was young, we never got to sit around and do nothing. My parents kicked us out of the house to play EVERYDAY! I have to say that, although I wished that I could have just "hung out" at home, I'm glad that they made me get some fresh air in my lungs because it helped me enjoy my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source for pic: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jamie_Oliver's_Food_Revolution&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-7356611642283732720?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/7356611642283732720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/06/more-healthy-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7356611642283732720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7356611642283732720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/06/more-healthy-me.html' title='A More Healthy Me'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-7633642032367069021</id><published>2011-06-07T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T20:48:20.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER!!!</title><content type='html'>With what seems like summer FINALLY upon us here in Wyoming, I've been thinking about some of my favorite summer memories from my childhood. You know the saying, "We might not have it all together, but together we have it all" that is the opitomy of my family. Our summers consisted of organized chaos. We ran from one place to another and my broter and I were constantly being kicked out of our house, away from the TV and into the sunshine. I have to say that looking back on it I LOVED it and I'm so grateful that I had parents that MADE me play! The husband always says that I have the most vivid memories of my childhood and here are some of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We spent a good part of our time at the baseball/softball fields during the summer. My dad ran softball tournaments and we were volunteered to clean up the garbage and sweep the rocks off of the sidewalk, but we never got to work in the concession stand which is where we really wanted to be. Anyway, after one particularly hot tournament weekend we were cleaning up with some help from some of my parents' friends and my uncle and cousins and some other kids and we broke out into an all out, no hold bar water fight. There was water EVERYWHERE!! Finally, everything came to a screeching hault when my brother came up and told my mom that one of the "adult" men had given him a swirly in the softball bathrooms no less. To this day we don't know if it's true because my brother hasn't told us. I think that it's because my mom reemed this guy like I have never seen before. I have never seen her so mad, so if it's a lie she's going to feel really bad. I think that maybe my brother is just sparing her the guilt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My cousins would stay with my uncle for the summer and we would play together almost every day. One night we had a sleep over in my uncle's backyard in a fort that he had made for us. My youngest cousin fell asleep before the rest of us and so my brother and my male cousin we'll call him Patt, decided that for punishment she needed to have rocks stuffed in her nose. Thankfully there wasn't any serious damage done except that she was really made at them for doing it to her and at my female cousin and I for laughing about it and not stopping it. There were a lot of nights like that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We had, in my opinion, the best yard around. It was green and soft and well taken care of, I should know, my dad made us do it. Anyway, we were able to reap the rewards of our hard work by having sleepovers in the yard and on the trampoline with our friends. There was always a whole lot of laughing and very little sleeping going on. In the morning, when it got warm enough we would take all of the sleeping bags and pillows off of the trampoline and put a sprinkler underneath it and start jumping on it. That was the best birthday present I ever asked for!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My dad thinks that he is the king of the grill, and he is pretty good. However, he should not be left unattended because he could hurt himself. One incident that occurred that I will never forget and he will NEVER live down happened on a warm summer night when he, my brother and I were sitting around the grill waiting for dinner to be ready. We were sitting in some green, plastic chairs doing impressions of cartoons and people. My dad started doing the Tazmanian Devil and just as soon as he really got going the chair gave out from all of the excitement and he landed on the ground. I remember laughing about that for nearly and hour and reliving it in our impressions. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I remember that as soon as it got warm enough I knew that my grandma would have playhouse all ready for me. It was a little trailer that her parents had used when she was little and it only had one little room and a small space you had to have a stepstool to reach to get into a bed. I would clean that playhouse until it shined and then I would arrange all of the little furniture that she had for me just the way I wanted it. One year she even let me have some of the marigolds that she would grow in her garden to put around a tree that was next to my playhouse. I loved that place. I could play in there for hours and I didn't even need my brother to keep me company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many other memories to share, but there just isn't enough room or time. I have to say that although I loved school, I LOVED summer. I'm so grateful for the amazing memories that I have of time with my family and my friends. I hope that my kids will have memories that are just as good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-7633642032367069021?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/7633642032367069021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7633642032367069021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7633642032367069021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer.html' title='SUMMER!!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-7525041440158744257</id><published>2011-06-03T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T21:06:56.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Like a Fish in Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.phobia-fear-release.com/images/phobia-black-lines-at-the-bottom-of-pools-21282375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 314px;" src="http://www.phobia-fear-release.com/images/phobia-black-lines-at-the-bottom-of-pools-21282375.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was actually quite a challenge for me. After having three kids, I've noticed that my body doesn't bounce back the way that it once did. It is more of a challenge to me to get myself back into shape when I'm functioning on about 5 hours of sleep. There is also my evil sweet tooth that has been running rampant today. There's a children's book about a sweet tooth that I can definitely relate to. However, even though I'm not feeling particularly beautiful on the outside right now. I do know what it means to be an all around beautiful person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, swimming really began when I was in eighth grade and I was initially going to try diving because my best friend was doing it and I didn't want to feel left out. The head coach advised me otherwise because I had such an athletic build. He wanted me to try swimming and on top of that he wanted me to do long distance swimming. I tried it and I actually liked it, even though during my first 500 meter race I thought that I was going to die! Hey, I had never swam 20 consecutive laps in my life! I survived though and I was asked to come back and join the high school team the next year. I told the coach that I would think about it, and in the end, with the insistence of my parents I joined. I would wake up at 6 am every morning to make it practice at 6:30. We would swim until about 7:30 and then I would put in a full day of school. After school I put in another 2 hour practice. I guess I was just a glutton for punishment, but it got me to the State swimming championships when I was a freshman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the season was over, my world was rocked by a move to Las Vegas. The first thought that entered my mind was that I didn't want to leave my coach. He believed in me like no other person in my life had besides my parents. He challenged me and he helped me to build my confidence. I didn't want to leave him, but I did and in the end so many opportunities were open to me. When we moved to Las Vegas I got to have another swim season and I was also able to be exposed to some really great swimming experiences. I competed against top swimmers in the state and I was able to hold my own. I was also the only person on my team to make it to the Regional Championships. Then we moved to a little town outside of San Antonio, Texas and I was challenged again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know, sports in Texas are taken very seriously. Many professional athletes are home grown in Texas, it's just a way of life. When I joined the swim team there, it was relatively new and there were very few of us. We had to make sacrifices to find times and places to practice and if we really wanted to be serious about it we had to find these things on our own. My parents were able to find me a great program where I felt challenged and my competitive edge really developed because I was training with the COMPETITION. By law, Samuel Clemens High School HATED Judson High School and here I was making friends with the enemy. It was really a great experience and I was once again able to make the Regional Championships within our division. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why did I share these stories with you? It's because to me, beauty is strength and confidence in who you are. The place that I feel the most beautiful is in a swimming pool while I'm swimming laps. I can feel the strength in my legs and arms propelling me forward. I can feel my lungs expanding and then releasing in a rhythm that is all my own. I feel confident when I am able to see the muscles that are building as a result of my hard work. I also feel confident when I know that I've put in a good workout doing a sport that I love and that I am really good at. I hope that one day my own children can learn the satisfaction of hard work paying of and the rewards of success and sportsmanship. Now, I think I hear the pool calling me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-7525041440158744257?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/7525041440158744257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-like-fish-in-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7525041440158744257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7525041440158744257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-like-fish-in-water.html' title='I&apos;m Like a Fish in Water'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-2855095904535824637</id><published>2011-05-27T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T13:19:08.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Shines!!!</title><content type='html'>Some mornings I wake up and I wonder what life is all about and why I am here in this time and in this moment. Then I see these 3 faces and I know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn ALWAYS has the best smile and the sweetest disposition. She is so obedient and helpful. She's such a loving and caring big sister and I know that someday she will be a great mommy. I'm so glad that she came first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sr7iAvmZato/TeAGCCUBxzI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KcBoJY2FHmE/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sr7iAvmZato/TeAGCCUBxzI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KcBoJY2FHmE/s200/015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611491767754016562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breckin ALWAYS makes me happy no matter how sad I might be feeling, and he is so creative and imaginative in his play. Sometimes, I just stand by his door and listen to him play. He also is very funny and makes me laugh several times a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TOfWWBaylq8/TeAGCsyxHAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mM9MZDBz2FA/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TOfWWBaylq8/TeAGCsyxHAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mM9MZDBz2FA/s200/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611491779157236738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addy is AlWAYS silly, she wakes up in the morning with a smile ready for you. She is also one of the cutest babies that I've ever seen, but I might be a little bias. On top of that, who doesn't LOVE a naked baby, especially one with her tongue sticking out at you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5vdOyInURhQ/TeAGC9GyRFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aQ5KiaekcBc/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5vdOyInURhQ/TeAGC9GyRFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aQ5KiaekcBc/s200/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611491783536165970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I'm running on spiritual fumes, or I'm questioning my purpose. I look at these 3 little miracles that I've been given and I know why I am here. I am here to learn about love, pure and unconditional love, the kind of love that Christ and my Heavenly Father have for me. The most perfect way for me to learn about this love is to experience it myself. There is nothing that my children could ever do to make me not love them. They are a part of me and they are part of my purpose in this life. Thanks Ashlyn, Breckin, and Addy for giving my life meaning and helping to learn to love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. What's with the head tilt? I guess that's just how they pose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-2855095904535824637?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/2855095904535824637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-life-shines.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/2855095904535824637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/2855095904535824637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-life-shines.html' title='My Life Shines!!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sr7iAvmZato/TeAGCCUBxzI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KcBoJY2FHmE/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-2337392240375429241</id><published>2011-05-19T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T19:42:06.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Learned This Week</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody, if you don't know about the Shine Project yet, you should really check it out, it is awesome. This week we were given the challenge to learn something new that we have always wanted to learn this week. There are so many things that I want to learn. I feel like I'm going to be in school forever because I want to learn so much. I did challenge myself this week and I tried to teach myself how to sew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't post any pictures now, but I'll try on Sunday when I actually wear the skirt that I made. I had to have Jame help me with some of the technicalities which I really appreciated. He also watched the kids while I worked on my project. Two hours later I had my own homemade masterpiece. I hope to be able to make more and get a little more complex. I also have BIG plans for re-fashioning some of my kids' clothes so that I don't have to buy a whole new summer wardrobe for them. As I said before, there are many other things that I want to learn in my life so here's &lt;br /&gt;THE LIST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-scuba dive&lt;br /&gt;-bake a souffle&lt;br /&gt;-rock climb and repel&lt;br /&gt;-garden&lt;br /&gt;-live green&lt;br /&gt;-knit and crochet, I technically know how to crochet, but I would like to be able to do it better&lt;br /&gt;-run a marathon&lt;br /&gt;-shoot a gun, I actually plan on doing this over the summer when I do a Trash The Dress photo shoot&lt;br /&gt;-photography&lt;br /&gt;-make jewelry &lt;br /&gt;-French, Spanish and Italian&lt;br /&gt;-ballet, I already took a semester of ballet, but I would love to do more&lt;br /&gt;-use a Silhouetee and Cricut&lt;br /&gt;-make my own furniture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is quite the list and there are probably more things that I haven't thought of yet or that I have forgotten, but for now this will do. I really wish that I could find a ballet class for myself, but for now I will have to live vicariously through Ashlyn who will start ballet in the fall. I also can't wait to do my Trash The Dress photo shoot because I only spent $57 on my dress and I would love to be able to wear it again, just for fun. For the past week, my brain has been on autopilot, after all of the school work and papers that I had to do, but now I'm ready for more stimulation. I hope that you will all challenge yourselves to learn something that you have always wanted to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-2337392240375429241?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/2337392240375429241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-i-learned-this-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/2337392240375429241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/2337392240375429241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-i-learned-this-week.html' title='What I Learned This Week'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-8672628028032258341</id><published>2011-05-18T08:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T09:00:43.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I HEART!!</title><content type='html'>So, I've been thinking about some things in my life that really make me happy. Of course, at the top of the list is my husband and my children. But there are sooo many things that make me happy, some of them are spiritual and some of them are silly. Anyway, here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Andy Samburg: I don't know what it is about him, but I have a small crush on him. I know that it's silly and I've talked to the hubs about it and he doesn't feel threatened by him :) I just find him incredibly funny and charming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popcrunch.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/andy_samberg_mtv_movie_awards1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 470px; height: 722px;" src="http://www.popcrunch.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/andy_samberg_mtv_movie_awards1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Baking with Ashlyn: She is the BEST helper and she is able to understand what I need her to do and she wants to grow up to be a chef someday and a superhero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dwmnFsEa_84/TdPjzBzyIeI/AAAAAAAAAFo/yp-6X51o-sw/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dwmnFsEa_84/TdPjzBzyIeI/AAAAAAAAAFo/yp-6X51o-sw/s200/033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608076426804863458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Rain: In Texas the rain is warm and creates A LOT of humidity, but when it rains in Wyoming it's pretty cold, however, I bought myself some lovely black galoshes that Jame insists makes me look like a farmer's wife because I refuse to put them inside of my pants. They are the BEST for jumping in puddles, which I try to do frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nzsScuBxPDE/TdPkks9OmhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9oJluRvuSZA/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nzsScuBxPDE/TdPkks9OmhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9oJluRvuSZA/s200/046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608077280200792594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Color Pink: I'm a little obsessed. It can't be baby pink it has to be HOT pink. I have several shirts that are pink, an iPod that is pink, a pink cover for my phone, if it is pink I WANT it!! The best thing about this picture is that it's a pair of PINK CHUCK TAYLORS which I want sooo bad! Hey my birthday is coming, maybe I can talk my mom into some :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.thegloss.com/files/2009/01/windowslivewriterhonormariewearspinkchucktaylors-aa27pink-converse-all-stars-chuck-taylor-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 484px; height: 364px;" src="http://cdn.thegloss.com/files/2009/01/windowslivewriterhonormariewearspinkchucktaylors-aa27pink-converse-all-stars-chuck-taylor-thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Glee: On Tuesday evenings from 7-8 I am glued to the television for an hour of peace in the form of Glee. Maybe it's because I was in choir in high school and I can relate to some of the drama that occurs, but I really do love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vCSIyT3cQxY/TA0PLoYM7dI/AAAAAAAAGuk/yRzk8GLidVw/s320/To_Sir_With_Love_Lyrics_Video_Glee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vCSIyT3cQxY/TA0PLoYM7dI/AAAAAAAAGuk/yRzk8GLidVw/s320/To_Sir_With_Love_Lyrics_Video_Glee.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Prophet of My Church: I am so grateful that I am able to be a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints and I am also grateful that I am able to have the guidance from a prophet on the Earth today and apostles. The counsel that they give me has helped me to avoid many pitfalls in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thomasmonson.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/mormon-leaders-apostles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 512px;" src="http://thomasmonson.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/mormon-leaders-apostles.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Beach: Jame and I have decided that if we ever get the chance to live by the beach, we are definenlty going to. We first fell in love with the sand and water when we went to visit my parents in Southern California and we still can't get enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://southerncaliforniamazda.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/southern-california-beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 515px; height: 300px;" src="http://southerncaliforniamazda.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/southern-california-beach.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mint Oreos: I am convinced that even though we don't need to eat in heaven, I want to and I want to have Mint Oreos and milk everyday! The best thing about it would be that I wouldn't gain any weight :) When I really need something super sweet and I don't have any cupcakes in the house, I go to the Mint Oreo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pua_16tJZY/SCZXvcegxuI/AAAAAAAADME/QyFWTI8y_1A/s400/oreo-double-stuf-cool-mint-creme-785942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pua_16tJZY/SCZXvcegxuI/AAAAAAAADME/QyFWTI8y_1A/s400/oreo-double-stuf-cool-mint-creme-785942.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Reading: As I have said, my ideal vacation would consist of a secluded beach, myself and a few people to clean up after me, and a library full of GOOD books. I could spend all my time reading, but alas I have a husband and 3 little ones that NEED me EVERYDAY! Don't get me wrong, I love them and I love that they NEED me, but I would really love just one day to relax and do nothing but read! This picture is of the Library of Congress and someday I am going there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.american-architecture.info/USA/USA-Washington/Library_of_Congress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 508px;" src="http://www.american-architecture.info/USA/USA-Washington/Library_of_Congress.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lisa Leonard Designs: If you don't know about this woman, you should. She is an inspiration to any stay-at-home mom. I also LOVE her jewelry and home decor. She is so amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bwedexclusive.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/together-necklace-lisa-leonard-designs.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 363px; height: 367px;" src="http://www.bwedexclusive.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/together-necklace-lisa-leonard-designs.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you enjoyed reading about some of the things that I love that make me happy! I try to make it a goal to be happy everyday and honestly, some days are better than others, but a happy day is still a good day! I hope that you will consider things in your life, however simple they may be, that make you happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-8672628028032258341?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/8672628028032258341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/things-i-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8672628028032258341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8672628028032258341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/things-i-heart.html' title='Things I HEART!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dwmnFsEa_84/TdPjzBzyIeI/AAAAAAAAAFo/yp-6X51o-sw/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-3176449896690969367</id><published>2011-05-14T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T14:54:00.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On This Day 7 Years Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5gB-uaXv1Ig/Tc74glZHhMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vdLEbSOguLw/s1600/P05140094B_rotation.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5gB-uaXv1Ig/Tc74glZHhMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vdLEbSOguLw/s200/P05140094B_rotation.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606691824799810754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, 7 years ago, I married my best friend. Jame and I are so different from each other, but some how we make it work. There is a lot of laughter and playful teasing in our relationship, which I feel has made it a lot more fun for us. We have grown to understand each other better than I though we could. He understands my need for busyness and excitement in my life and I understand his need for peace and calm. I understand his need for life outdoors and what it means to him and he understands my need for hustle and bustle and the excitement of a city's energy. I understand his affinity for hunting, fishing, guns and The Discovery Channel and he understands my affinity for shopping, cleaning, reading and my intese of love of all things pink, he even got me a pink iPod for Valentine's Day one year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful to have Jame in my life. He is my best friend and the person that I go to when I am upset about myself or frustrated with my life. We have been through some intese trials in our short marriage, but we have also been given so many blessings. Jame is the person that has paced the halls of the Powell Hospital while I was in labor. He is the one that takes care of our kids while I go take a swim, he is the one that makes me feel beautiful even when I'm in my jammies and my hair is all messed up. He is the best daddy to my kids, he gets up with Ashlyn when she is having a bad dream, he takes Breckin camping with him and he takes care of Addy while I try to relax and take a much needed bath. He sacrifices his time and sometimes his sanity to provide for our family. Finally, he loves me when I sometimes feel the least lovable. I have to say that he's the BEST!! I'm so thankful that Heavenly Father put us together and provided a way for us to be together for time and all eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, 7 years ago, I married, my best friend and I couldn't imagine life without him or the family that we have made together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HSqJ_ihKTFw/Tc737jN4TUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/x7NGVnox1hU/s1600/CP5150175_rotation.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HSqJ_ihKTFw/Tc737jN4TUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/x7NGVnox1hU/s200/CP5150175_rotation.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606691188560645442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-3176449896690969367?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/3176449896690969367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/on-this-day-7-years-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/3176449896690969367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/3176449896690969367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/on-this-day-7-years-ago.html' title='On This Day 7 Years Ago'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5gB-uaXv1Ig/Tc74glZHhMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vdLEbSOguLw/s72-c/P05140094B_rotation.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-3188761892120077292</id><published>2011-05-13T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T22:04:47.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lesson Learned, A Heart Changed</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KHDvxPjsm8E?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-3188761892120077292?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/3188761892120077292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/lesson-learned-heart-changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/3188761892120077292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/3188761892120077292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/lesson-learned-heart-changed.html' title='A Lesson Learned, A Heart Changed'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KHDvxPjsm8E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-7176928428319942540</id><published>2011-05-13T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T22:05:09.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lesson Learned, A Heart Changed</title><content type='html'>Tonight Ashlyn and I were relaxing together while Addy slept and Daddy and Brecky were away. We were watching 20/20 and a special about a woman who had been in a plane accident with her husband and another individual was the story for the evening. I could remember seeing this woman on a short video online on the Mormon Messages YouTube channel. I wanted to learn more about her and I was glad that I tuned in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is such an inspiration and the fact that although she will never get over what happened to her, she hasn't made it define who she is and she hasn't wallowed in self pity. She has carried on with faith. She is a person that I truly admire and I hope that I can be like someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is her story, you should really check it out: http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that really touched me is that while Ashlyn was watching this she informed me that someday Heavenly Father would make her like she was before and she would be perfect again. It gave me hope that maybe I am doing something right. Maybe I'm too hard on myself when it comes to being a mother because my children throw the occasional fit in the grocery story or that their bedrooms are in disarray more than they are clean and orderly "the way mommy would do it". It also made me realize what is really important for me to teach my children and that is to have faith to hold on to that faith even in the midst of the most grave of trials and to always have eternity in your sights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-7176928428319942540?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/7176928428319942540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/lesson-learned-heart-changed_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7176928428319942540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7176928428319942540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/lesson-learned-heart-changed_13.html' title='A Lesson Learned, A Heart Changed'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-8659247642400817628</id><published>2011-05-11T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:31:20.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Summer Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.globusjourneys.com/Common/Images/Destinations/cody_wyoming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.globusjourneys.com/Common/Images/Destinations/cody_wyoming.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since the past 10 months have kept me so busy I have some BIG summer plans. We have had a really challenging year. The kids and I were in California with my parents for 10 weeks and then we had Addy in January and another semester of school started 3 days after she made her appearance in this world. Then there was the launch of the Cody Cupcake Company. I also have some cleaning and window washing work that I've been doing the past couple to be of weeks, so I want to be able spend some time doing some things that I WANT to do! Here are some of my tentative plans: They are all subject to approval and cooperation of the management which would include a 5 year old, 3 year old and 4 month old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*READ!! I have only been reading textbooks for the past 5 months and I am so anxious to get to read something that I actually want to read that I have already sold my textbooks back, just to get them FAR away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CRAFT!! I have found some awesome tutorials of things that I want to make for my kids, myself and others. I want to re-fashion some of the kids' clothes and I want to be able to make them some cute clothes too. I also want to make some cute stuff for their rooms and for our house, and finally I want to starting to hand stamp metal jewelry which I think is so beautiful and I would love to make a few personal pieces for my mom and mother-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PLAY!! It is getting warmer here and we want to play outside! The kids and I all have tennis rackets and we have like 10 tennis balls around this house, so we have big plans to go out and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*RUN!! There are a few races around here and I plan on participating in at least one of them. Hopefully I can have the time to train and get a hold of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WORK!! I want to work a little bit so that I can save some money up for our trip to California in November and a little surprise that I have in store for 2 little kids and 1 big one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CAMP!! Now for those of you who know me very well, I am not an outdoors person. I have a serious fear of rattlesnakes and I think that they are going to sneak up on me and bite me, even though I know better. However, I was watching the TLC show Quints By Surprise the other day and they went camping with one 8 year old and 5 two year olds, so I figured if they can do it, Jame and I certainly can try at least, so we're going to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all in all, I plan on making the most of the time I have this summer. I plan on enjoying myself and the company of my family as much as I can especially because Ashlyn is going to school this fall and that Breckin will be in preschool. So we're going to do as much as we can!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-8659247642400817628?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/8659247642400817628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-summer-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8659247642400817628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8659247642400817628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-summer-plans.html' title='My Summer Plans'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-3867784889364150121</id><published>2011-05-08T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T12:14:15.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day!!</title><content type='html'>For Jame and I it was never a question of if we were going to have children, it was when. It just so happened that the "when" occurred just a year and a half after we were married. With three children now, I have spent 27 months pregnant, that's 2 years and 3 months, 820 days, 19,680 hours, 1.180,800 minutes and I wouldn't trade that time for anything. My children bring me so much joy, along with the occasional annoyance. They are such special individuals and I feel so grateful that Heavenly Father chose to give me such choice blessings. Here they are if you want to get to know them better:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-AHWJrCPtY/TcbqqD_DCQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lR3xWPMpVCs/s1600/030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-AHWJrCPtY/TcbqqD_DCQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lR3xWPMpVCs/s200/030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604424794654312706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn: Also known as "Monkey". She is just like her mommy, bossy and stubborn. She is also very sweet and loving as well as intelligent and obedient. I am so excited to see what she decides to be when she grows up because I know that whatever it is she will be the BEST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hLc1LEB29vg/TcbrCGZxUsI/AAAAAAAAAE4/bifEpFoPXS8/s1600/186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hLc1LEB29vg/TcbrCGZxUsI/AAAAAAAAAE4/bifEpFoPXS8/s200/186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604425207620129474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breckin: Also known as "Brecky". He is also like is mommy in his stubbornness, but like his daddy in that he is quick to forgive and forget. He has the best imagination and loves to play pretend with his sister. He says the funniest things and is very friendly. I have a feeling that he's going to be an incredible athlete just like his grandpa and Uncle Sean because he has great hand-eye coordination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_FX7V7i-CdM/TcbrSCKfMrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NeFQ1w4SDR8/s1600/192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_FX7V7i-CdM/TcbrSCKfMrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NeFQ1w4SDR8/s200/192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604425481360192178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addy: Also known as "Addy-Paddy". She is a mommy's girl. She frequently sticks her bottom lip out if someone other than her mother is holding her. She's so happy and sweet. She's also very loving. Her newest trick is to roll over and she's working on perfecting it. She's my baby and I love her. She smells so good and is a GREAT cuddler. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is why I do it. This is why I have sacrificed my body, time and in some cases my sanity. This is why I wake up at 3 am after finally falling asleep at 11 pm and then wake up again for the day at 6 am. This is why I have postponed my dreams of travel, career and leisure time. No matter what I have sacrificed, I wouldn't change my life for anything. My children have made me into the person that I have become and the person that I want to be someday. They have taught me the greatest lesson about charity and the pure love of Christ that I could ever learn. I know how our Heavenly Father feels about us because I have been fortunate enough to have children of my own. I love being a mother, not just today, but everyday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-3867784889364150121?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/3867784889364150121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/3867784889364150121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/3867784889364150121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-AHWJrCPtY/TcbqqD_DCQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lR3xWPMpVCs/s72-c/030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-5712315723287487090</id><published>2011-05-04T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T20:10:08.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Mommy, On Her Birthday</title><content type='html'>Okay, first off, I know it's not your birthday yet, but I don't know if I'm going to have time for more than a phone call tomorrow, so here is a little birthday present for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in Heaven and loved each other and belonged to each other before we ever came to this earth and I have to say that I am so grateful that I was fortunate enough to belong to you. Without you there would be no me, and as we all know, I'm fabulous :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave your time to me when you stayed up with me at night when I was scared, when you came to my sporting events or choir recitals and supported me regardless of the distance, when you spent time cooking, cleaning, and creating so that we had a home and not just a house, when you comforted me when I was suffering and broken-hearted, when you worked to provide our family with the comfortable things in life, when you ran around like a crazy person to the various activities of two busy kids so that we knew you were there, when you put yourself last and others first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave your talents to me when you created some questionable outfits the evidence of which will never see the light of day, and you know what I'm talking about, when you coached my softball team and put me in my place one afternoon for swearing, when you first taught me how to make my own house a home, when you gave me encouragement and advice for raising my own children,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, you will ALWAYS be my closest friend, my greatest confidant and my heroine. you are always there when I need a shoulder to cry on, even if you are all the way in California, when I need a good laugh, because we all know that driving you crazy gets the biggest laughs, and when I need support and unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your birthday I would wish that all of your dreams would come true and that you could have every good thing that life can offer. I love you, Mommy, and I am truly grateful to my Heavenly Father every day that he gave me you for MY Mommy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-5712315723287487090?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/5712315723287487090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-my-mommy-on-her-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/5712315723287487090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/5712315723287487090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-my-mommy-on-her-birthday.html' title='To My Mommy, On Her Birthday'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-440339106424575404</id><published>2011-04-30T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T17:11:18.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Royal Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cdn.babble.com/famecrawler/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/prince-william-kate-middleton-official-wedding-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 379px; height: 500px;" src="http://cdn.babble.com/famecrawler/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/prince-william-kate-middleton-official-wedding-photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I really didn't start getting into the Royal Wedding until it got closer and I have to say that I was pretty excited. I have to say that it didn't disappoint either. I was moved by the love that you could see in the eyes of Prince William and Catherine, it was genuine and you could tell that there was no other place they would rather have been at that moment and no one else that they would have preferred to be with besides each other. For me, the greatest reward that I gained was the fact that dreams really do come true!! You can go from a "commoner" to a princess, you can move mountains, what seems impossible is in fact possible. It got me thinking about what I dream about. Here are a few thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I dream about make a real difference in this world. I have an innate need to make people happy and I want to make as many people happy as I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I dream of being able to give my children every opportunity that I can. I want them to get the best educations and experience the best things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I dream about traveling the world and learning about places that I have only visited in my dreams. I want to see it ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I dream about being successful in my business and helping to provide for my family while still having the freedom to enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I dream of a big house filled with laughter and fun. I dream of playing in a big backyard with my kids running and jumping and having birthday parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I dream about being able to drive a nice car, hey let's not be judgemental we all dream of this. It can't be smaller than my suburban though because I wouldn't be able to fit all of my stuff in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I dream about being able to buy all of the books that I want and being able to have the time to read them all. That would be my ideal vacation. On a beach with a good book, napping in the sunshine, what a great life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I dream of being able to meet my Heavenly Father and my Savior and have them tell me that I have done well with my life and that they are proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now it's your turn, whether you have a blog or not, leave a comment or publish a post on your blog and tell me what you dream about! Dream as big as you can!! It worked for Kate Middleton :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-440339106424575404?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/440339106424575404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/royal-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/440339106424575404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/440339106424575404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/royal-wedding.html' title='The Royal Wedding'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-8467287589371110847</id><published>2011-04-30T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T08:41:55.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Movement</title><content type='html'>I was watching the news the other day and they had a special about cell phone use and driving. Now, I'm guilty of being on my phone and texting while I'm driving even though it is against the law. The hubby and I had a discussion about how badly it really impairs you when you use your cell phone while you drive. He told me that it impairs you as much as marijuana use or drinking and driving. As a result, I have made the decision to QUIT using my phone entirely while I am driving. There really isn't any reason for me to use my phone while I'm driving I don't have any business to conduct. Usually it is just a time when I'm on the phone with my mom, so this should be easy. Well, it wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. It was actually very difficult. I didn't realize how much I used my phone when I drove, or how unsafe I was when I did it. I live in a rural area and so there aren't a lot of people, but there are enough to make it dangerous for me to be using my phone while I'm driving out to the in-laws house or to the next town. So the moral of the story is that I want to make my community aware of the dangers of using their cell phones while they are driving. It's already against the law in Wyoming when you are driving, but simply talking on the phone impairs you also. I want have the people in my community pledge that they will stop using their cell phones all together while they are driving. I plan on going out into the community and make people aware of my movement. It's not going to be easy, but I know that in the end my community will be safer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-8467287589371110847?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/8467287589371110847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-movement.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8467287589371110847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8467287589371110847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-movement.html' title='New Movement'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-7230302706490061909</id><published>2011-04-22T09:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T09:46:58.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking About Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://merchant-creations.com/ha2010/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/jesusresurrectionsimondewey2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 372px;" src="http://merchant-creations.com/ha2010/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/jesusresurrectionsimondewey2.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ashlyn was 3 years old and in daycare in Laramie she walked into her preschool room the Friday before Easter weekend and informed her teacher that she knows why we have Easter. She told her that we have Easter because "that's when Jesus was resurrected." Even though she didn't know what resurrected meant, she did know that it was a holiday when we thought about Jesus and what He did for us. This Easter I want our family to focus more on the Savior than bunnies and baskets. I think that in the world of excess that we live in, it's hard to keep the spiritual things in perspective sometimes. I know that I am guilty of it. However, I have new resolve and I want to be able to celebrate the Savior and his atoning sacrifice for me and you. I encourage you to learn about the days that preceded the Savior's death. What did he do? How was he feeling? Think about these and study His last days on this earth. I know that last year in my Institute class we did this and it was AMAZING. I was able to learn so much and love my Savior even more. I hope that you will join me in forgetting the world and remembering Christ this Easter! We will all be better for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-7230302706490061909?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/7230302706490061909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/thinking-about-easter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7230302706490061909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7230302706490061909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/thinking-about-easter.html' title='Thinking About Easter'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-8616803915187529318</id><published>2011-04-21T20:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T20:17:15.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving the World, Well Kinda :)</title><content type='html'>So this week's Shine Project challenge was to do something significant for Earth Day. Well since I have 3 little kids at home, one who thinks that she constantly needs to be held and paid immediate attention (she's 3 months old so I guess it's okay) I decided to simplify the challenge to meet my needs, but still do some good. So what did we do? Well we decided that we would try not to leave the water running and turn off the lights in a room if we weren't in it at the time. We also tried to use more sunlight during the day instead of having a light on and the curtains drawn. I have to say that we did pretty good. I had to constantly remind the kids to turn off the lights that they had left on and Breckin has the bad habit of leaving the fridge open after he gets into it, so he has to be reminded to shut it constantly, but he did pretty good. He also made up for it by failing to flush the toilet a couple of times, not my favorite. Anyway, I felt like we did pretty good considering our circumstances. I do wish that we would have been able to walk to some of the places that we went, but since we live in Wyoming and since it will continue to snow here probably until June, we were somewhat restricted. We did have one nice day when a friend of mine that lives downstairs offered to take them to the park to play so that I could get some things around here done, which I GREATLY appreciated! So we tried to save the world one light, drip and flush at a time and I would say that we were successful :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-8616803915187529318?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/8616803915187529318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/saving-world-well-kinda.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8616803915187529318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8616803915187529318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/saving-world-well-kinda.html' title='Saving the World, Well Kinda :)'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-1951727854700764804</id><published>2011-04-16T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T20:49:32.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selling Cupcakes and Making Dreams Come True :)</title><content type='html'>So, I know that the title of this post can be a little deceiving, but I made my own dream come true :) and maybe I put a smile on a few faces too. If you don't know already, I was at the Mountain Marketplace that was held here on Saturday. Addy and I were there from 8 in the morning until 4 in the afternoon and she was such a well behaved, sweet baby. I sold a bunch of cupcakes and made some really great contacts, hey I had to refill my business card holder twice! Anyway, I got to thinking about some of the things I want to do before I die while I was sitting there at 9 in the morning without any customers wanting that much sugar at the early hour. These are a few that I came up with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Run across America- I'm trying that hypothetically on the treadmill at the Rec Center and I have given myself a year to make my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Own my own cupcake shop- Of course everything there will be pink too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to all of the temples in the United States- Jame and I share this dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Own my dream home- I told Jame the other day that he can have his dream man cave if I can have my dream craft room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Participate in a triathlon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Be in Times Square on New Year's Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Get a college degree- Technically I have an Associates degree, but I've decided to change my major, so I might have a little bit longer before I obtain the illusive Bachelor's degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Go on a safari- Of course I don't want to get too close to those lions, and tigers, and bears, OH MY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Read: Jesus The Christ, Lectures on Faith, Miracle of Forgiveness, A Marvelous Work and A Wonder, and other great books by Church leaders- I have to say that if I could have it I would send Jame and the kids away and I would sit and read the ENTIRE time that they are gone! I rarely get to sit and enjoy a good book anymore with being interrupted by something, oh well, I'm happy to have the family that I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Go snorkeling- I just want to see all those pretty fish, the eels and the yucky things can stay away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Live in a foreign country- I prefer it to not be France, but I might have to settle for Canada, it's foreign enough right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Climb a really tall mountain- So, I was watching the Disney Channel with the kids and there was a special commercial that they had on about this kid that started climbing the top summits in the world with his dad when he was like 10. I figured that if he can do something like that, what's stopping me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Meet Mickey Mouse- Hopefully this goal will be fulfilled in the Near future. Shhhh don't tell anyone :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Meet somebody famous- I met Hillary Clinton, but she doesn't count because I don't like her. Jame met Robert Duvall at the Cody Night Rodeo, but I was too shy to say anything. I want to meet someone like Tina Fey, Jimmy Fallon, Steve Carrell, Rainn Wilson, somebody funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Sit on the 50-yard line at a Denver Broncos game-Of course I couldn't do this without my family with me. I think that my dad might kill me if I did, I know that my mom would :) It would be so much fun to share this experience with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are just a few things that I want to do before I die, hopefully I live a good 50 plus years so that I can see some of these fulfilled. Now, I want you to share with me some of the things that you want to do, see, experience, have, etc. before you die. Get inspired, think about the future, and stay positive about what lies in store for you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-1951727854700764804?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/1951727854700764804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/selling-cupcakes-and-making-dreams-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/1951727854700764804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/1951727854700764804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/selling-cupcakes-and-making-dreams-come.html' title='Selling Cupcakes and Making Dreams Come True :)'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-2312049431696331908</id><published>2011-04-13T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T20:12:07.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Met My New Neighbors-Shine Project</title><content type='html'>So, I am a part of this great movement called The Shine Project. It was created by this amazing woman named Ashley. Each week she encourages you to do something that will help make the world that we live in a better place and then you are given the assignment to talk about what you have done on your blog. Well, last week I was able to give my sister-in-law some old running shoes that I had that she needed. I was grateful for the opportunity to not only clean out my closet, but to also give something I didn't need to some one who did. Anyway, this week were given the task to look back at some of the challenges and re-visit one of them. This morning, I noticed that there was movement in the apartment next to us and I was curious as to what was going on, but by the time I got myself together and decent enough to look out the noise had stopped, so I piled the kids in the car and got some errands done. When I came back, the U-Haul was back and two women were packing things up the stairs and into the apartment next door. I went ahead and introduced myself to the younger of the two women, whose name escapes me right now, but I'm sure I'll remember it at 2 in the morning when I'm trying to sleep :) Anyway, she asked if my husband was home and I told her that he was sleeping because he's been working nights. She asked if maybe when he got up, if he might be able to help them move their couch up the stairs because it's a little awkward moving it. I told her that I would relay the message on to him and that I'm sure he would be happy to help. Well, he WAS happy to help, but he wasn't happy to have to wake up already (I didn't wake him up THAT early!) Anyway, I later invited her to do Zumba with me sometime if she wanted to and she seemed really interested. I'm glad that I was able to reach out to someone that I know really needed help, and I was overjoyed to make another friend. What a great challenge for me to be able to complete!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-2312049431696331908?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/2312049431696331908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-met-my-new-neighbors-shine-project.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/2312049431696331908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/2312049431696331908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-met-my-new-neighbors-shine-project.html' title='I Met My New Neighbors-Shine Project'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-649522487802276496</id><published>2011-04-04T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T10:42:28.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I Am!</title><content type='html'>So, Who Am I? Well here it is in a nutshell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am...a 27 year old mother of 3 and wife of a wonderful husband.&lt;br /&gt;I want...a warm vacation with my family and my own store front for my cupcake shop. &lt;br /&gt;I have...the best things in life, a loving family, a warm home, food in my tummy, and the restored gospel on the earth. &lt;br /&gt;I wish...that my children can have the best experiences in life. &lt;br /&gt;I hate...rude people! I usually try not to let you ruin my day though.&lt;br /&gt;I fear...that I'm not teaching my children well enough and that they won't be prepared to make the correct decisions when they are released into this scary world. &lt;br /&gt;I hear...the wind! I'm so sick of the wind!!! Maybe I hate the wind more than rude people :)&lt;br /&gt;I search...the scriptures for inspiration and guidance. &lt;br /&gt;I wonder...about my future and what I am meant to do in this life. &lt;br /&gt;I regret...some of the haircuts I've sported. &lt;br /&gt;I love...my family more than any thing in the world. &lt;br /&gt;I ache...after I go to Zumba. Now that's a workout. &lt;br /&gt;I always...try to get my house cleaned up at least once during the day. My husband tells me that trying to clean house while kids are still playing is like trying to shovel snow when it's still snowing. &lt;br /&gt;I usually...kiss my kids several times a day. What can I say, they have the most kissable cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;I am not...going to ever give up on my dreams. &lt;br /&gt;I dance...with my children. Dance parties are a frequent event at our house. &lt;br /&gt;I sing...in the shower and in the car. &lt;br /&gt;I never...swear. I don't want my kids repeating any of Those words. &lt;br /&gt;I sometimes...take a nap with the baby when I should be cleaning or washing dishes. &lt;br /&gt;I cry...when I'm stressed out, which thankfully isn't very often anymore. Life is GREAT! &lt;br /&gt;I am not always...showered, so don't get too close. &lt;br /&gt;I lose...track of time when I'm running errands&lt;br /&gt;I am confused...by science and math, but I'm getting better and understanding more in my old age.&lt;br /&gt;I need...to be perfect. It's a flaw and a strength. I try to do the best I can at whatever I do and sometimes it goes to the extremes. I am definently my harshest critic.&lt;br /&gt;I should...always believe that you can become whoever you want to be and that you can always achieve your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Now, who are YOU?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-649522487802276496?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/649522487802276496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/who-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/649522487802276496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/649522487802276496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/who-i-am.html' title='Who I Am!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-6838921118461089476</id><published>2011-04-01T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:54:38.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>General Conference This Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9Ip3Ri3lg/SslXw1HyskI/AAAAAAAAArU/Uk4G5zGBLnw/s400/Twelve+Apostles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9Ip3Ri3lg/SslXw1HyskI/AAAAAAAAArU/Uk4G5zGBLnw/s400/Twelve+Apostles.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this weekend is one of my favorites. It's General Conference weekend!!! I am so excited to sit at home and relax and listen to the words of our prophet and our general authorities. I always take away from it something inspiring and something that I can do better. I love that we are so blessed that we are able to have a prophet and apostles on the earth again and that we are able to hear from them frequently. I love the church and I am so grateful to have the gospel in my life and to be able to teach my children about it. Ashlyn is already so excited to get baptized and Breckin treats his scriptures as though they are the greatest treasure. I am so grateful that they are learning about the gospel while they are young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our plans for this weekend include relaxing at home, coloring BIG pictures of Toy Story and Spongebob, crafting and hearing the sacred words of our church leaders. It should be a great weekend!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Pictures will come soon because...I found our camera!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-6838921118461089476?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/6838921118461089476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/general-conference-this-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/6838921118461089476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/6838921118461089476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/04/general-conference-this-weekend.html' title='General Conference This Weekend'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9Ip3Ri3lg/SslXw1HyskI/AAAAAAAAArU/Uk4G5zGBLnw/s72-c/Twelve+Apostles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-794201378854302950</id><published>2011-03-28T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T09:20:12.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Your Blessings!</title><content type='html'>So, I was inspired yesterday to focus more on all of the blessings that I have in my life. I know that it will make me happier and I know that by focusing on all of the good, more good will come my way. So for this past week, here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm thankful for cold medicine. Jame was kind enough to share his cold with the rest of us, but thankfully we are getting over it and we are all beginning to feel better. He was only sick on his days off which was good because he didn't miss any work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm thankful that I got my first cupcake order and that I was able to fill it and that the customer loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm thankful for my fun family and the joy that I have from being with them and talking to them. I only wish that I was closer to my parents and my brother, maybe someday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm thankful that my brother found a beautiful, caring, genuine woman that he gets to spend the rest of his life with and that he truly loves. I hear the happiness in his voice ever time I speak with him. We love Jess, she's so great and perfect for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm thankful that Addy has taken it upon herself to sleep all night for the past two nights. Especially since I think that it's helped me mend faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm thankful that I have the scriptures to read everyday and the time to study them. I love reading the scriptures and learning new things and trying harder to be more obedient to the Lord's commandments. The scriptures truly inspire me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm thankful that I get to stay at home and raise my children. I love that Breckin will give Addy kisses on her nose and say what a cute baby she is. I love that Ashlyn will dance with the Wiggles and put everything into it. I love that Addy wakes up and is so happy and smiley. I would hate to miss out on these small moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm thankful for the warm weather that we have been enjoying lately and for some of the rain that we have recieved. I just bought some galloshes, and I just want some more rain so that I can go and jump in some puddles. I do however, like the sunshine and playing outside with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm thankful that Jame has a really good job that enables us to afford for me to stay at home and that doesn't cause him a lot of stress. I'm thankful that he goes to work and does shift work so that we can have a roof over our head and food in our bellies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm thankful for Zumba! It has been so much fun going to Zumba classes with Calli and being able to workout without really feeling like I am. It's just dancing and the time goes by so fast. I do, however, feel it the next morning though. It's a good kind of sore :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it, the things that I am most thankful for this week. Hopefully I can locate our good camera and post some pictures of the things that I'm thankful for each week. Here are just a few final thoughts to ponder:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is a wonderful time to be living here on earth. Our opportunities are limitless. While there are some things wrong in the world today, there are many things right, such as teachers who teach, ministers who minister, marriages that make it, parents who sacrifice, and friends who help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We can lift ourselves, and others as well, when we refuse to remain in the realm of negative thought and cultivate within our hearts an attitude of gratitude. If ingratitude be numbered among the serious sins, then gratitude takes its place among the noblest of virtues" (Thomas S. Monson, "An Attitude of Gratitude," Ensign, May 1992, 54).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As with all commandments, gratitude is a description of a successful mode of living. The thankful heart opens our eyes to a multitude of blessings that continually surround us. President J. Reuben Clark, formerly a First Counselor in the First Presidency, said: 'Hold fast to the blessings which God has provided for you. Yours is not the task to gain them, they are here; yours is the part of cherishing them' (Church News, 14 June 1969, 2)" (James E. Faust, "Gratitude As a Saving Principle," Ensign, Dec 1996, 2).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-794201378854302950?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/794201378854302950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/03/count-your-blessings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/794201378854302950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/794201378854302950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/03/count-your-blessings.html' title='Count Your Blessings!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-2394739943395008178</id><published>2011-03-18T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T12:17:32.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Life Changes</title><content type='html'>So, for those of you that don't know me terribly well, I'll give you the run-down. I have to be going a million miles an hour or I get idle and bored. That's simply how it is. The only time that I can actually justify relaxing is when I'm pregnant, other than that I have to be constantly on the go. I don't feel badly about it because my kids and my husband have learned to tolerate it and even try to keep up with me. So in the spirit of moving fast I have decided to make a few life changes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about changing my college major for a long time. I love children and I love being around them and the fact that I would have time off in the summer and on the holidays would be nice. However, the more education classes thst I take the more I have realized that I don't agree with the policies that are in place and I don't know if I could handle the politics that are involved in teaching in a small community. So I have decided to change my major to psychology and I plan on getting my master's degree in early childhood mental health. After the work that I have done in the daycares that I have worked in I have learned that early intervention is key to a child's success in life and I want to be able to be an important part of that intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next change that I want to make is really getting more in tune with myself on a spiritiual level. Being a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, is not an easy task, but has always been worth it for me. I hope to be able to devote myself more fully to serving in the church and learning what I can about what I believe. I know what I believe, but there are still somethings that I don't fully understand. I know that somethings aren't meant to be learned in this life, but I hope that I can learn as much as is requisite for me so that I can be a better example to my children. I also want to be able to become more devoted to my scripture study and prayers everyday. I know that in making this committment, Satan may try to deter my success because he doesn't want me to be happy, but I hope to be able to overcome the obstacles that come my way and move forward in faith. I also know that by recommitting myself spiritually, I will become a better wife and mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I have decided that I want to run across America, hypothetically speaking. From Los Angeles, California to New York, New York it is 2444.44 miles. I hope that before the first of this year I will be able to complete that mileage. It's not going to be easy. I used to be a runner and I enjoyed it because it was a stress relief, but I hope to be able to post my stats every week so that you can all know where in America I'm at. I also want to get prepared for the 5K that I'm putting on this June for my cousin's daughter who just recieved a liver transplant and is still going through chemotherapy and radiation. I'm giving myself until January to finish so hopefully in the next, 10 months I'll be able to accomplish what I set out to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are just a few things I'm working on this year and throughout my life. I'm excited to get started and to get to work on what I want to do. Maybe I'll even go out for a run when Jame gets home tonight. Untill then, I'll keep everyone updated on my status.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-2394739943395008178?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/2394739943395008178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/03/few-life-changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/2394739943395008178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/2394739943395008178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/03/few-life-changes.html' title='A Few Life Changes'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-4528182614513107373</id><published>2011-03-15T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T22:13:22.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Wore Wednesday</title><content type='html'>So, in an attempt to polish myself and be more professional for my new business, I have decided to follow the example of many of my fellow blogging women and try to get out of the rut of wearing sweatpants or my pajamas all day, every day. So Welcome to What I Wore Wednesday, say that 3 times fast :) Anyway, the purpose of these posts is to show you that I actually do attempt to get dressed in the morning and look cute even if I do spend some days at home all day with the kids and even though I have 3 kids including a newborn that only likes to sleep for 5 hours at a time at night at the most. I have every intention of completing these assignments and hopefully by requiring myself to post pictures of what I wore, I'll be more motivated to loose the rest of my baby weight. So, here's to the beginning of What I Wore Wednesday, may I find the strength and energy to get out of my pajamas everyday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-4528182614513107373?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/4528182614513107373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-i-wore-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/4528182614513107373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/4528182614513107373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-i-wore-wednesday.html' title='What I Wore Wednesday'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-964467884600231749</id><published>2011-03-06T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T18:18:06.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have A Messy House :)</title><content type='html'>So, this weekend has just flown by. We went to Billings on Friday and ended up staying the night, just for fun, and then we got home about noon on Saturday. From home we dropped off all of our stuff and then the kids and I went to my aunt and uncle's house to visit my cousin, his wife and their kids. After that, the kids and I went and ran some errands that we need to get done and came home. By the time we got home, I looked at our house in all of it's dissary and threw my hands up in the air. There is stuff EVERYWHERE. I am not a messy person and that kind of environment makes me anxious. Howevere, it was now approaching 7:00 at night and kids needed baths and parents needed showers, so the mess was going to have to remain. And remain it has. This morning I was up at 7:15 with every intention to get some things put away, just so that I felt a little better, but Addy decided that she needed to have mommmy RIGHT THERE all morning long, so nothing got done and we barely all got dressed. We made it to church, 10 minutes late and we went and sat in the 2nd row. Little did I know that Breckin had packed the loud, talking "Ebil Doctor Powkchop" with us. He went off right in the middle of the sacrament prayer and so he was quickly taken away and put out of reach. This created a ruckus that EVERYONE could here because of our proximity to the podeum. Thankfully, Bishop George grabbed Breckin and put him in his lap and settled him down. The rest of sacrament meeting was reasonably cheerful. Afterwards, Breckin's Primary teacher asked me to come to opening exercises with him so that he would feel a little more comfortable. I did and he behaved as he usually does when he has to sit for too long. His class was the last class dismissed, they are also the youngest. Who's idea was that? Anyway, after church we got home, and the house was still a mess. I decided that since I hadn't had time to get lunch in the crockpot before we left, heck, I barely got my shirt on, that we would have waffles with strawberries and whipped cream. Everyone seemed happy about that. After lunch, Addy was still feeling pretty clingy so, I decided we needed to cuddle up and have a nap and relax, so we did. It is now 7:14 on Sunday evening and I have just completed two quizzes and I am now thinking of all of the things that I HAVE to get done this week. Guess what, my house is still a mess! I don't know how long it will stay that way, if only there were more hours in the day. So Lynette-don't come over unannounced anytime soon because I would be so ashamed for you to see my house in the condition that it is in, I know how you think of me as some kind of super cleaner, that's my mom, I just inherited a few of her tendencies. I have finally come to terms with my messy house, I don't like it, but I feel that it can stay that way, at least for tonight, we'll see what happens tomorrow :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-964467884600231749?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/964467884600231749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-have-messy-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/964467884600231749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/964467884600231749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-have-messy-house.html' title='I Have A Messy House :)'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-6522541274861954679</id><published>2011-02-22T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:42:54.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently</title><content type='html'>Reading: Lots and lots of textbook material, yuck, but I do try to fit in the first Hunger Games book so that it's not all work and no play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to: SPRING, it's a getting a little ridiculous with the cold now. I mean really, -17 degrees, there is no reason for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stressing about: Just getting all the classwork done that I have to. It's the good kind of stress, keeps me motivated :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craving: Chocolate covered peanuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting: A clean house again, it was mostly clean yesterday, but somehow it's become a mess again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud of myself for: Gettting a paper written today and getting a headstart on some coursework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing: Jeans and a Wyoming Cowboys long sleeve shirt. It's my standard weekday uniform, it's comfy and easy to get into in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoiding: Reading some of the textbooks that I need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of: The cold! I need to move to a warmer climate :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning: How to make a rag quilt, thanks for taking the time to teach me Tina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffering from: I'm very healthy thanks to the superior immune system that I acquired by working at a daycare. I haven't gotten sick yet this winter (knock on wood and cross my fingers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struggling with: Entertaining a my children through the winter days, thank goodness for the Rec Center and the Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overcoming: My slight sugar additction. They say the more you live with someone the more you become like them, well I have become more like Jame and I have been craving sugar lately, but I'm going on a month long strike from it, hopefully it all works out and there aren't any fatalities in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to: Get a nice, big tax return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited for: A secret that I can't share with you yet :)No, I'm not pregnant, jeez guys I just had a baby six weeks ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relieved by: Taking the time to relax in the tub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splurging on: A new crib for Addy and maybe a rocking chair for her too, the kid is spoiled and I'd rather rock her in a chair than stand up with her at 11:00 at night at rock her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you up to currently? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be able to post at least twice a week, I think that I'm doing pretty good so far considering all of the classwork I have to do too. Thanks for reading :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-6522541274861954679?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/6522541274861954679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/02/currently.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/6522541274861954679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/6522541274861954679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/02/currently.html' title='Currently'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-2673401859476234888</id><published>2011-02-13T18:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T18:50:17.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Day!!!</title><content type='html'>So, I decided that our family should make this Valentine's Day about the kids and showing them extra love and attention. It's been a little difficult to spread the love around evenly with a new baby and a lack of sleep and patience, so we've set this Valentine's Day aside to make sure that Ashlyn and Breckin have a great day and that they know how much they are loved and how important they are to our family. We're going to start the day off with a little surprise. The kids are going to have two trails of Hershey's kisses leading from each of their rooms to the kitchen where they will find their Valentine's Day surprises, a stuffed kitty and giraffe and some Krabby Patty candies that they love. Then we will have heart shaped pancakes and eggs. The rest of the day will be spent playing games and having fun with the kids. No cleaning or working about chores for me tomorrow :) For dinner we are going to have crab and shrimp because the kids and Jame love crab and shrimp. We'll also have some spaghetti squash with  roasted zuchinni and grape tomatoes and some of those special Red Lobster biscuits. We're going to end the day with these cool chocolate chip cookie sandwiches that I found that have marshmallow creme instead of ice cream in the middle, and some fruit dipped in chocolate. The kids have already made a dent in the strawberries that I bought so might have to get more of those. It ought to be a fun day enjoying and loving our family! On Tuesday, Jame has the day off, so Cedar was gracious enough to watch our kids for us while we go get ourselves pampered at a spa. This will be our first time ever getting professional massages, hopefully we don't get too addicted :) Then we were planning to take a little shopping trip to find a small gift for one another. It should be another good day :) I'll post pictures of our adventures later. &lt;br /&gt;Here are some fun love quotes that I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you are in Love you can't fall asleep because reality is better than your dreams." -Dr Seuss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world."      &lt;br /&gt;-Heather Cortez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Franklin P. Jones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-2673401859476234888?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/2673401859476234888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/2673401859476234888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/2673401859476234888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-day.html' title='Love Day!!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-8019201647113826013</id><published>2011-01-30T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T19:05:38.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addition-Addalyn Grayce Kelley</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/TUYlPylP9qI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SH7h4xVliDQ/s1600/Addy%2B3%2Bdays%2Bold%2B%2526ABA%2B062.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568178942496470690 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/TUYlPylP9qI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SH7h4xVliDQ/s320/Addy%2B3%2Bdays%2Bold%2B%2526ABA%2B062.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/TUYlOyV30rI/AAAAAAAAACw/NkSm7j7qV1c/s1600/Addalyn%2BGrace%2Bis%2Bborn%2B029%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568178925252104882 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/TUYlOyV30rI/AAAAAAAAACw/NkSm7j7qV1c/s320/Addalyn%2BGrace%2Bis%2Bborn%2B029%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/TUYlOniMe0I/AAAAAAAAACo/R6AisxFleoA/s1600/Addalyn%2BGrace%2Bis%2Bborn%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568178922351000386 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/TUYlOniMe0I/AAAAAAAAACo/R6AisxFleoA/s320/Addalyn%2BGrace%2Bis%2Bborn%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Hi all! Sorry that it's taken me so long, life has been pretty busy and exciting. We're LOVING it! Jame is enjoying his new job a Cody Labs and they have been really great to our family. I began a new semester of school three days after I gave birth to our new, sweet baby girl: Addalyn Grayce Kelley. Here is the labor story for those of you that enjoy that sort of thing :) I began having consistent contractions at about 6:00 on January 7th and Jame had taken the kids to play at Mugga's house because he knew that I wasn't feeling very well and he wanted be to be able to relax a little bit. My contractions came about every 10 minutes until about 8:00. That's when I called Jame to come back home and keep me company for a little while. He came, without the kids, at about 8:30. At that point my contractions were about every 5 minutes. I wasn't particularly worried, so we hung out at home for a little while. Finally, at around 9:00 I told Jame that we should probably go drop the kids' overnight bag off at the HawkInn and head to Powell. We stayed at the HawkInn until about 9:30, and I enjoyed making Tev nervous. I think that he didn't know whether to feel sorry for me because I was in pain or nervous because I was so quiet about my pain and perhaps I might just deliver right there on the kitchen floor :) We headed to Powell at about 10 and they made me walk around for about an hour. Dr. Bohlman was on call that weekend (even if he hadn't been, I would have called him to come in) and he got the the hospital at around 12:30. Addalyn was born at 12:52 am on January 8th, 2011. It took me a little longer to push her out than it did the other two, but I still didn't push for more than 20 minutes. I remember asking Jame on the way to the hospital why all of our babies had to make their appearance in the middle of the night? Addy is now 3 weeks old and she fits right into our family. There is no mistaking who she belongs to :) Anyway, since I'm now busy with school, 2 children and a newborn I will try to be more diligent in my posts, but I make no promises. My final thought would be how much things have changed since 3 months ago. We have been so blessed and things just continue to look bright. I feel so fortunate to have the life that I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-8019201647113826013?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/8019201647113826013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-addition-addalyn-grayce-kelley.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8019201647113826013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8019201647113826013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-addition-addalyn-grayce-kelley.html' title='New Addition-Addalyn Grayce Kelley'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/TUYlPylP9qI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SH7h4xVliDQ/s72-c/Addy%2B3%2Bdays%2Bold%2B%2526ABA%2B062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-4948691106764315789</id><published>2010-11-15T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T18:15:16.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on The Miracles of the Past Week</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a little over a week since the kids and I got back to Cody. I'll admit that the first few days were very hard for me. I really missed my mommy :( and I guess my daddy too. Anyway, when we got home we went straight back to co-existing with Jame's parents. Fortunately, we don't have to much longer. Don't get me wrong we love each other, we just love each other more in seperate dwellings. Last Monday, Jame and I looked at a little house up the Southfork that he had looked at previously and had kind of liked. However, when he took me up there, i found that it was uninhabitable. The set up of the place was weird and the bedrooms were small, it just wasn't a right fit and it didn't feel right. On top of that, as soon as I walked into the man's greenhouse I was greeted by an Oleander tree. The kids know from their experience in California to stay away from them, but I didn't want to take any chances of them not listening and having to go to the doctor. So, we decided not to take that place. The next week I spent calling places and organizing visits to different places. Finally, we have found the perfect place for our family. It reminds me a lot of our apartment that we loved in Laramie. It has 3 bedrooms and a lot of extra space. Most importantly, it's the right price. So that is one miracle that we have recieved. The next came in the form of Jame's job. He LOVES it!!! He really sees a future there and most importantly he's not stressed out and he's happy. He likes the work environment and his co-workers. There is a young couple in our ward that lives below us in this new apartment, and the husband works as a chemist out at Cody Labs. He informed Jame that they are going to begin hiring more chemists in the next few months and that he should put himself in for consideration because he has had many science and chemistry courses. The job in itself is a miracle, but the potential for growth there is an even greater blessing. Finally, the kids and I went to the doctor this week and everyone is healthy. I was a little concerned about the baby because when I was in California I had contracted a urinary tract infection, but all signs of infection are gone and I have a clean bill of health. We are so very grateful for all that we have been given and all of those who have helped and supported us. It means so much to us to say that we have passsed through this trial and are now ready to move on. We have found that as we remain faithful we are given the strength that we need, and although sometimes it is hard to remain faithful, the end result is more than worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few thoughts on gratitude from those more inspired than myself:&lt;br /&gt;"Gracias, danke, merci whatever language is spoken, 'thank you' frequently expressed will cheer your spirit, broaden your friendships, and lift your lives to a higher pathway as you journey toward perfection. There is a simplicity even a sincerity when 'thank you' is spoken."&lt;br /&gt;--Thomas S. Monson&lt;br /&gt;"This is a wonderful time to be living here on earth. Our opportunities are limitless. While there are some things wrong in the world today, there are many things right, such as teachers who teach, ministers who minister, marriages that make it, parents who sacrifice, and friends who help. "We can lift ourselves, and others as well, when we refuse to remain in the realm of negative thought and cultivate within our hearts an attitude of gratitude. If ingratitude be numbered among the serious sins, then gratitude takes its place among the noblest of virtues."&lt;br /&gt;--Thomas S. Monson&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord compensates the faithful for every loss. That which is taken away from those who love the Lord will be added unto them in His own way. While it may not come at the time we desire, the faithful will know that every tear today will eventually be returned a hundredfold with tears of rejoicing and gratitude."&lt;br /&gt;--Joseph B. Wirthlin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-4948691106764315789?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/4948691106764315789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/11/update-on-miracles-of-past-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/4948691106764315789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/4948691106764315789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/11/update-on-miracles-of-past-week.html' title='Update on The Miracles of the Past Week'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-7602482579670945177</id><published>2010-10-31T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T17:55:41.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trials of Job</title><content type='html'>Well, for those of you who don't know we are still in California visiting my parents. However, Jame just got a really good job at Cody Labs and so we're coming home hopefully on November 6th. I know that Jame has missed his babies quite a lot and I hope that maybe he's missed me too :) Anyway, onto the subject of this post. Last week when we were in church one of the talks that was given was about having hope in the midst of adversity. After this talk, I felt inspired to text Jame and have him read the book of Job. It is interesting to me to know that this man was so righteous and did everything that the Lord asked him, yet he was still stricken with disease, he lost all of his material possessions and he lost his family. However, Job was still righteous, yes he questioned the Lord, even asked Him why he even allowed him to live if he was going to live a life like this. Job still persevered, Job still did what was asked of him and what was required of him. In the end, he had more than what he had started with. Now, our trials have been few and compared to Job, they have been manageable and we have been able to keep our faith. It has been tested, but as a family, we hope that we have passed the tests that have been given to us so far. Our recent trials have also increase our faith. I personally know that there is a reason for everything. I know that Heavenly Father never gives us more than what we can handle, and I know that LOVE and FAITH can move mountains. Like Job, we have tried to continue in righteousness, and also like Job, we hope that when Heavenly Father sees fit, we will be blessed for our righteousness. We have had moments of weakness when we have been in the same position as Job was, but we have continued to trust in the Lord and His wisdom. Now, I can only see good things in our future and continued and increased faith as we may face other trials. I have found a few quotes from church leaders that I like about adversity and hope. I hope that you will find comfort in them as I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"We will each face times of difficulty, and the question is not when we will face them but how we will face them."  James B. Martino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"All you have to do is trust your Heavenly Father. Trust Him enough to follow His plan."  Dieter F. Uchtdorf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"Everybody in this life has their challenges and difficulties. That is part of our mortal test. The reason for some of these trials cannot be readily understood except on the basis of faith and hope because there is often a larger purpose which we do not always understand. Peace comes through hope."  James E. Faust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-7602482579670945177?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/7602482579670945177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/10/trials-of-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7602482579670945177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/7602482579670945177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/10/trials-of-job.html' title='The Trials of Job'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-8286032703658781386</id><published>2010-10-05T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T10:47:27.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We LOVE Fall!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs054.ash2/36071_1643421973209_1466656303_31705139_6862574_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 540px; height: 720px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs054.ash2/36071_1643421973209_1466656303_31705139_6862574_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the kids and I are still in California, and it is finally starting to feel like fall here. Granted it is still like 70 degrees during the day, but at least it's cooler than what it has been. We love Fall, it's probably my favorite season. I love the changing colors of the leaves, and we have two fall babies. We celebrated Breckin's birthday on September 2nd and we just celebrated Ashlyn's birthday on October 3rd and 4th. We enjoyed a nice visit from my brother, Sean, and his girlfriend, Jessica. We LOVE her!! Especially Ashlyn :) They both hauled in a lot of loot from their mommy and daddy, grandma and grandpa, mugga and pugga and uncle Sean and Jess. I don't know how we're going to get it all back to Wyoming in a couple of weeks, but we'll find a way. I'm excited to go back to the cooler weather and back to some kind of routine. I have enjoyed being here and staying home with my kiddos, but I wouldn't mind going back to work a few days a week, until the baby is born. I'm also very excited for Halloween. It's probably my favorite holiday along with April Fool's Day :) I love getting my kids dressed up and having friends over to just relax and have fun and play a few Halloween games. Hopefully, we can get some friends together to have a party this year. The past two years we were in Laramie and we went over to some friends' house and they had the funnest little parties and we got to meet some really nice people. Well, that's all I have for now. &lt;br /&gt;WELCOME FALL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-8286032703658781386?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/8286032703658781386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-love-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8286032703658781386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8286032703658781386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-love-fall.html' title='We LOVE Fall!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-1952750928164312912</id><published>2010-09-17T15:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T15:29:08.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith in the Face of Adversity</title><content type='html'>So today has been a challenge. After you think that everything is finally beginning to go right, it all seems to fall apart. Jame was poised to get his job back with the Powell Police Department, but due to circumstances beyond his control, he wasn't able to get his job back. The fear of the unknown is a very scary thing. We aren't sure what we are going to do now, but I have remembered what many church leaders have stated that where there is fear, there can not be faith. &lt;br /&gt;"Fear and faith cannot coexist in our hearts at the same time." Neil L. Anderson. So, I am choosing to replace the fear of the unknown, with the faith that Heavenly Father has a bigger and better plan for us. Jame's patriarchal blessing is very specific about his faith and how it will influence the work that he does and the education that he receives. Now we are praying that this might be our Abrahamic Trial, and that after this things will begin to move upward. This is all I can do now. I believe in my husband and in his abilities and I know that if he can overcome his own personal struggles, that he will be able to become a greater man than he could have ever imagined. I can only live in hope and faith and "cast out all fear."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-1952750928164312912?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/1952750928164312912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/09/faith-in-face-of-adversity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/1952750928164312912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/1952750928164312912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/09/faith-in-face-of-adversity.html' title='Faith in the Face of Adversity'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-259981050333327726</id><published>2010-09-02T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T16:58:48.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joys Of Motherhood</title><content type='html'>So, today is Breckin's 3rd birthday, and I have to say that I am so grateful that I have been able to spend the day with him. It has been such a great day! We had muffins and milk for breakfast, we then spent some of the morning watching cartoons and cleaning up the house a little bit, then we finished decorating his cake. For lunch we had a little picnic outside and played with a sprinkler toy that I found a few days ago at Toys R Us. After playing outside for a few hours, the kids went in and took a bath to clean off again :)While they were in the bathtub, I was discretely wrapping Breckin's birthday presents. Finally, at around 3:00, Breckin went down for a nap, he still needs at least a few hours of sleep every day or he gets pretty grumpy. It's almost 5:00 now and the kitchen and living room are decorated with Spongebob and we're ready to party. I also got some school work done. I only hope that Jame can get hired on at the Powell Police Department again. We really love everyone there and they have always been so good to us. It's a hard job, but it's something that Jame is really good at. He's also working on finding an apartment for us in Powell, and it's looking good so far. Everybody keep your fingers crossed that things start to look up. I have a feeling it's all going to get better from here on out :) Thank you Heavenly Father for my husband and for my children, and that now I am able to stay at home with them. I'm so glad that I got to be with them today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-259981050333327726?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/259981050333327726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/09/joys-of-motherhood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/259981050333327726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/259981050333327726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/09/joys-of-motherhood.html' title='The Joys Of Motherhood'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-4215653959716389015</id><published>2010-08-25T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T12:51:49.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New School Year</title><content type='html'>Well summer is officially over for Jame and I. We started school this week and are finding life to be hectic for us even though we are both enrolled in Outreach classes. Although it's almost fall, here in California visiting my parents, it doesn't feel like it. The weather has been in the 100's for the past few days and the heat is starting to get to my small family. For most of the day, we are trapped inside the comfort of air-conditioning and the kids are getting a little bit of cabin fever. They have been so used to running around their Mugga's house that it's hard for them to be cooped up for a few days. We do have a plan to go to the community pool on Friday though, so that gives them a little something to look forward to. We had a pretty good summer. We got to visit with family and enjoy the outdoors a little bit. We also took a day trip to Yellowstone Park where Ashlyn was fascinated by the buffalo that crossed Fishing Bridge. She thought that it was hilarious. We've eaten a lot of produce out of the Kelley garden, and I can't wait until we get back in time for the squash to come on. Right now, Jame is looking for employment in either Powell or Cody and we are looking for a small apartment in either Powell or Cody. Jame is hopeful that maybe he can get back to work with the Powell Police Department, but we'll see what happens. For right now, I'm adjusting to not working and staying home doing school work and taking care of kids, which has been a little hard for me. I have a little bit of ADD, so when I'm not doing something I get emotional and frustrated. It's been hard for me to just sit and relax a little bit. I'm trying though. Anyway, with the life that I have right now, I hope to stay on top of the blogging a little better. We'll see how that works out :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-4215653959716389015?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/4215653959716389015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-school-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/4215653959716389015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/4215653959716389015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-school-year.html' title='New School Year'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-5435448322397597278</id><published>2010-02-04T09:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:06:39.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Have I Done Any Good In the World Today"</title><content type='html'>In the church hymn book there is a song that says, "Have I done any good in the world today? Have I helped anyone in need? Have I cheered up the sad, and made someone feel glad? If not I have failed indeed." " Then wake up and do something more, than dream of your mansion above. Doing good is a pleasure, a joy beyond measure. A blessing of duty and love." Last night, I was at the store getting some medicine and I met a woman who was doing her grocery shopping with 3 young children in tow. I know how difficult it is to go shopping with my two children, but I can't imagine doing it with another one. I quickly mad a judgement about how she needed to keep track of her children and put them in line. Little did I know that Heavenly Father had a lesson to teach me. Later I found myself in line behind her. She was bagging her own groceries while her children ran around, I asked her if there was anything that I could do to help her, she asked if I could just watch her children for her while she bagged her groceries. I learned that her children were 7, 4 and maybe 1 year. I simply engaged her kids and asked them questions about school and their teachers. The mother finished bagging her groceries and thanked me for helping her. On my way to my car, I saw the same woman struggling with an upset baby and trying to get her groceries into her trunk. I asked her if I could help her, telling her that it would only take a minute, and that it wasn't a big deal. She told me that I was one of the nicest people that she had met, and thanked me profusely. I think that perhaps I should have thanked that woman. I was so grateful to be able to serve her. I don't know her circumstances, but I could easily be her, if there was any change in my circumstances. I would be the woman in the grocery store, by myself with my kids, looking overwhelmed and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt;. I am so thankful for this lesson that I was able to learn. I know that I can always do better, especially in not passing judgement against my brother or sister, but this lesson also taught me about the simplicity of service and the blessings that I have in my life. I am so grateful for a good husband who is willing to stay home with our children so that I can have that time by myself to go to the store. I am also grateful that he supports me and helps me make decisions for our lives. Today I would give you the challenge to think about the first line of the church hymn, "Have I Done Any Good In the World Today?" Analyze yourself and see where you're at. I know for myself that I could use some improvement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-5435448322397597278?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/5435448322397597278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/02/have-i-done-any-good-in-world-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/5435448322397597278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/5435448322397597278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/02/have-i-done-any-good-in-world-today.html' title='&quot;Have I Done Any Good In the World Today&quot;'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-415545778214517470</id><published>2010-01-20T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T08:35:36.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Value of A Good Education</title><content type='html'>These past few weeks have been crazy, but I have to say that I'm excited to be in school. I enjoy it so much more than going to work. Although it was nice to have a bigger paycheck, I can see that my future is only a few short years away, and I am so excited. I love the fact that each and everyday my horizons are expanded and I get to explore thoughts and ideas that I never would have considered before. I also love all of my professors this semester, they are so much fun and I have learned a lot from them already. With 14 hours every week of school, and an additional 2 hours of institute, and then 14 hours work, life gets a little crazy and the house gets a little messy, but I wouldn't trade it for the world. And now the icing on top, my ballet class is kicking me in the behind. Every Wednesday and Friday, I wake up with a new muscle that's sore, one that I never knew was there before!! I love it though. I want each of my kids to go to college and have the same positive experience that I am having!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-415545778214517470?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/415545778214517470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/01/value-of-good-education.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/415545778214517470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/415545778214517470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/01/value-of-good-education.html' title='The Value of A Good Education'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-5565256187612728018</id><published>2010-01-05T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:29:51.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolutions</title><content type='html'>So this is really and truly the first time that I have ever made any kind of New Year's resolution. It's a little out of sorts for me because I always have goals that I want to attain in my life. I have a bucket list of things that I want to accomplish in my life that ranges from skydiving and looking at the world from behind a waterfall to learning Spanish and learning how to knit and sew. So this year I have decided to try to put a dent in my Bucket List, but I also want to become healthier and although many don't think that I need to, I want to lose some weight. I've already made an agreement with Jame that I won't buy any new clothes for myself until I lose some weight. As a family, we have also made some year long goals. One of them is to read the Book of Mormon during the course of the year. Another is that we will have family prayer every day and night. We will also be more consistent on holding Family Home Evening. Jame and I have also made a personal goal to try to go to the temple at least once every month of this year. Finally, we have decided to put a limit on the amount of television that we are going to watch this year and we are also going to try to stick to a healthier eating plan and budget. Now that I look at all of this, I have just realized that there is a lot for me to accomplish this year, but I'm quite motivated to get it done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-5565256187612728018?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/5565256187612728018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-resolutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/5565256187612728018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/5565256187612728018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolutions'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-8203562294744665543</id><published>2009-12-29T19:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:46:16.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trials of Life</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke up bright and early ready to have a great day at the Billings, Montana Temple. I was able to spend 4 hours in the House of the Lord, and it was great. I learned &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; about what I need to start doing, what I need to do better and what I need to know about myself and the course that I am on. One scripture that really stuck out to me this time was Isaiah 1:19, "If ye be willing and obedient, ye shall eat the good of the land:" This was quiet the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reprimand&lt;/span&gt; to me from our Heavenly Father. I need to be more obedient, more willing to learn from Him and more willing to be obedient to the commandments. All areas in which I seem to always fall short. I wish that I could just excuse myself with my being mortal, but that excuse doesn't cut it all of the time. I need to be better. I know I do. Anyway, after a perfect day in the temple, at around 5:00 Ned got home and said that he was headed out to get Jame out at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yellowtail&lt;/span&gt; because the Suburban had broken down. Well, now I trust the Lord to help us. I need to learn that too, trusting the Lord because everything is in His hands. That's hard for me, being the control freak that I am :) There will be more on the outcome of the story as it develops, but one thing that I have learned from this evenings  events are: Trust the Lord, he knows better than I do what I need right now, Life is 10% of what happens to you and 90% of how you react to it, and it could have been a whole lot worse, he could have been stuck in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shoshoni&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-8203562294744665543?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/8203562294744665543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2009/12/trials-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8203562294744665543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/8203562294744665543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2009/12/trials-of-life.html' title='The Trials of Life'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-5417215488389209156</id><published>2009-12-24T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T09:19:05.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve Day Activities</title><content type='html'>So, to prevent boredom, I've been trying to keep myself busy with projects that I would otherwise not get done during the school year and projects that I want to learn. I also have three books with me that I haven't had the time to read. Yesterday, my sister-in-law and I baked some peanut blossom cookies and made and frosted some sugar cookies. There were a few complications along the way, but all in all our cookies were a success. I absolutely love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;buttercream&lt;/span&gt; icing. Today, however, I am going to make some bows. My friend Jeffy has a post on her daughter's blog that shows you how to make the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gymboree&lt;/span&gt; bows for a fraction of the price that you pay for them. Thanks Jeffy for your ideas. I'm also going to try to make some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;paperbag&lt;/span&gt; scrapbooks that I learned how to do at a Fabulous Friday we had for our ward. They are so cute and I thought that maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Breckin&lt;/span&gt; would like to have a fun book of pictures of themselves. I might also get some gospel pictures off of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; and make a book about that. I have so many ideas right now and I just need the motivation to do them instead of watch a movie with the kids. Of course not everything is going to get done today, I still have 10 more days of vacation, so I should probably stretch it out some. Merry Christmas Eve everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-5417215488389209156?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/5417215488389209156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve-day-activities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/5417215488389209156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/5417215488389209156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve-day-activities.html' title='Christmas Eve Day Activities'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-3018892143453713100</id><published>2009-12-16T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T19:00:15.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Thought I Was On Break</title><content type='html'>So, I think that I may have bitten off more than I can chew. This weekend is going to be crazy. Tomorrow in and of itself might do me in. I have been working out everyday this week so far, and tomorrow I plan on going swimming in the morning, just to ease my muscles, they are really sore. That happens at 6, then I have Ashlyn's Christmas program at school at 9:30, then work from 11-5:30. In the mean time, I've promised my husband fudge and banana bread. Friday should be a normal day, we'll see. Just work and home, but I do have Christmas presents to get ordered. I have a house that desperately needs cleaned. Then on Saturday, Jame and I are going to Cheyenne to look at getting a new car. I honestly thought that I was supposed to have some kind of break while I was out of school, but I've found myself already thinking about what is going to happen when we get back from Cody. I will only have a week until classes start again. Sigh. I'll make the best of what is left of this "vacation."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-3018892143453713100?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/3018892143453713100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-thought-i-was-on-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/3018892143453713100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/3018892143453713100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-thought-i-was-on-break.html' title='I Thought I Was On Break'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-2730354055491528244</id><published>2009-12-13T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:22:17.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting the Christ Back in Christmas</title><content type='html'>This year the funds in our house are kind of tight, but it has given me a chance to reflect on the true meaning of Christmas instead of being caught up with the shopping and busyness of the season. This year we are doing a different Family Home Evening for each week of December and they all have something to do with Christ. The first week we read an article out of the Ensign about the true meaning of Christmas, last week we watched The Nativity Story, this week we are reading a children's book called The Miracle of the Wooden shoes, and the week of Christmas I plan on reading the Christmas story out of the book of Luke and having a birthday party for Jesus. I feel strongly that it is important for my children to learn about the true meaning of Christmas and to realize now how important our Savior's birth was to our own lives. I hope that you can also find the true meaning of Christmas and I hope that you will keep it in your hearts all year long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-2730354055491528244?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/2730354055491528244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2009/12/putting-christ-back-in-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/2730354055491528244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/2730354055491528244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2009/12/putting-christ-back-in-christmas.html' title='Putting the Christ Back in Christmas'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333528610128080961.post-5035812582996085392</id><published>2009-12-10T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T08:23:35.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Project</title><content type='html'>So, since finals are now over for me, and I find myself with some extra time on my hands. This is my new project. We'll see how it goes. I've wanted to write a newsletter for our family members, but this seems like a better idea, maybe I'll keep up on it. So here is the update. Jame and I are both in school at the University of Wyoming. We both work. He works on campus for the director of the WWAMI program, which is the medical school program that he wants to get into. I work at a daycare in town. My kids go there and I love being around the kids all day. We are both active in church and otherwise. We have found that life has gotten quite busy, but we are happy for each moment that we have. We have 2 kids. Ashlyn is 4 years old and is quite a little girl. Her good looks tend to allow her to get away with more than what she normally would. She has the cutest dimples, a gift from her daddy, and that seems to be the first thing that most people notice. Breckin is 2 years old and full of spunk. He is all little boy. He likes to wrestle and horseplay with his friends. He is the ring leader of his "bad boy club" at daycare. He makes our family very happy and both of the kids are constantly entertaining us. Currently we are living in Laramie, but who knows what the next few years will bring. Jame will graduate with his bachelor's degree this May, and then he'll have a few more classes to take before he can take the MCAT. I have 2 more years left, which leaves perfect timing for possibly moving again. We both love school and are happy to set good examples of getting a good education for our children. I hope that someday I can get my Master's degree in special education. For now, we're dreaming big and taking things one day at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333528610128080961-5035812582996085392?l=jametara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/feeds/5035812582996085392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-project.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/5035812582996085392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333528610128080961/posts/default/5035812582996085392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jametara.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-project.html' title='New Project'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14482390282721547914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tim55hgV7lU/SyUd9r9BY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nobOk141PTw/S220/P51400940A_signiture_Crop_4x6_Sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
