<?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-8559201997117552391</id><updated>2012-01-29T16:58:33.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben &amp; Mandy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>295</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-9065248221640455359</id><published>2011-11-08T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T15:36:41.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bouncy House Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LZXiX9g0_1Y/Trmm2fqm3pI/AAAAAAAAhq0/_nHVdz03hns/s1600/Bounce+House.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LZXiX9g0_1Y/Trmm2fqm3pI/AAAAAAAAhq0/_nHVdz03hns/s640/Bounce+House.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, my relationship with William was brought to a whole new level today when he came to my rescue in a bouncy house. This morning William and I went over to Bellevue to check out 321 Bounce. I had a Living Social coupon for the place and my sister Carrie highly recommended it! At first glance it seemed like any other warehouse full of bouncy houses (there are a lot of those in the greater Seattle area) but then William went down his first slide of the day and flew down it so fast I thought he'd fly right out the door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me of this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zpCVrzVr97M?rel=0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I asked one of the workers why these particular bouncy houses were so slick. She explained they spray them with some sort of shellac to make them slippery (I wonder if it's Clark W. Griswold's non-nutritive cereal varnish?) so the slides are faster and more fun. William was having a blast slipping down the slides, shrieking with glee, running from one slide to another. Then he decided to try one of the obstacle course houses that rewards with a HUGE slide at the end. Well, a quarter of the way through the obstacle course I could see that he was having trouble and seemed stuck. I wasn't sure if adults were allowed in the houses but he seemed pretty discouraged so I told him I'd come in and help.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In order to clearly paint a picture of what happened next let me walk you through step by step of what I had to do to get to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had to throw my body up and into a hole to get into the house, then I had to use steps and a rope attached to an inflated mountain to climb up and then slide down to the pit where William was stuck. Keep in mind the 'blocks' or steps attached to one side of the mountain are in no way made for an adults foot (they are miniature) and forget about them actually supporting more than 70lbs. So I basically flip-flopped and floundered my way up the mountain all the while laughing and praying no one was filming me, just to upload to Youtube making me the next internet sensation.&amp;nbsp;Finally I got to the top of the mountain and slid down to William.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;William was stuck on the 'squeeze' section, pictured above. The squeeze section required you to jump up onto a smallish mountain, then squeeze through while a tube on top of you pushes down because your weight is forcing it to collapse a bit. Right when I saw it I knew I was in trouble. The smallish mountain came up to my chin, so I'm not sure how any child is supposed to jump high enough to squeeze their way through. I picked William up and pushed him through and then I started trying to get through. As I mentioned before the bouncy houses were slick so it seemed like no matter how high I jumped (and I know I can't jump high) I couldn't find anything to grip onto that would allow me to pull myself through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After several failed attempts I realized William was long gone and I really began to wonder if I was going to have to be 'that' adult who ruins all the fun for all the kids. I pictured the whole place needing to shut down so they could let the air out of the house just so I could get out. Ha. Ha. Ha. Then I started worrying that William might not know where I was so I started yelling his name. It was pathetic. He eventually came back into the house, and I was able to explain to him that I was going to need his help. I picked him up and pushed him through again and then told him he needed to try and pull me through. After several attempts we finally did it! We were laughing so hard that we both just collapsed on the bouncy house floor and laid there for a second.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then William popped up and said, "ok, now follow me!" He scurried and I dragged through some tubes and we finally made it to the big slide. Only problem was there was yet another mountain with tiny miniature steps and ropes to climb before you got to the top. Of course William practically flew to the top, I told him I'd be out in a bit. As I was struggling with my second mountain of the day I saw another mom coming through. I asked her how she fared in the squeeze section, her whacked-out hair and exhausted looking eyes gave me a better answer than any words could have offered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the record the slide at the end was spectacular! Fast, fun and totally worth all the work. As I got off the slide William came running back over to me and said, "wanna do it again?" I said, how about next time and then suggested a much easier looking slide!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm planning to go back to 321 Bounce during Natalie's week off before Thanksgiving. I figure I'll give the big slide another shot then. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-9065248221640455359?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/9065248221640455359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=9065248221640455359' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/9065248221640455359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/9065248221640455359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/11/bouncy-house-hero.html' title='The Bouncy House Hero'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LZXiX9g0_1Y/Trmm2fqm3pI/AAAAAAAAhq0/_nHVdz03hns/s72-c/Bounce+House.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-8261174225387534907</id><published>2011-10-14T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T09:36:57.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Portland!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PTybAU9J8cc/Tpe3L-WGUcI/AAAAAAAAhlk/isQptpdqERM/s1600/IMG_0008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PTybAU9J8cc/Tpe3L-WGUcI/AAAAAAAAhlk/isQptpdqERM/s640/IMG_0008.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben and I decided we wanted a mini vacation this summer with just-the-two-of-us. So, I started thinking about cities near by and swayed between Vancouver B.C. and Portland for a while, finally settling on Portland. The Portland food cart scene was the biggest draw for us... don't make fun... we love food. So one Saturday morning we headed south on I-5 for a fun 30 hours in Portland, OR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HKPspt-Di3o/Tpe3MclTGbI/AAAAAAAAhls/_Hx9A2-2jmc/s1600/IMG_0018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HKPspt-Di3o/Tpe3MclTGbI/AAAAAAAAhls/_Hx9A2-2jmc/s640/IMG_0018.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now when it came to where we were going to stay, I scoured the web for a steal on a great hotel. (I'm a bit of a hotel snob and proximity to the food carts was very important.) We ended up at &lt;a href="http://www.governorhotel.com/"&gt;The Governor&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and with a little sweet talking, once we were there, we scored a corner room that came with an awesome view and the hum of the Portland street car. It was awesome!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After we checked into our room we headed back out for some food. The hotel is located right next to a Pod of Food Carts, think one city block with 30-ish carts parked on it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z775aLgR3a0/Tpe3MkPmIVI/AAAAAAAAhl0/3hwfD1t34ZA/s1600/IMG_0019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z775aLgR3a0/Tpe3MkPmIVI/AAAAAAAAhl0/3hwfD1t34ZA/s640/IMG_0019.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We both decided on a Greek gyro, Ben lamb, me chicken. It was tasty, but way too big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was a bit bummed at the size, mostly because I was so full afterwards I couldn't try anything else at the other carts surrounding us. We decided a trip to &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/"&gt;Powell's&lt;/a&gt; might help us work up another appetite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilcBOLaqxCI/Tpe3NNuU_AI/AAAAAAAAhl8/LWB4Pa5FGgc/s1600/IMG_0020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilcBOLaqxCI/Tpe3NNuU_AI/AAAAAAAAhl8/LWB4Pa5FGgc/s640/IMG_0020.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After 4 or so hours in Powell's (if you didn't click on the link, it's one of the largest bookstores in the world taking up an entire city block) we were hungry again and decided to check out The Living Room... pictured below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mYSfQUWD498/Tpe3NxptgmI/AAAAAAAAhmM/tRLzAQ7uytU/s1600/IMG_0025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mYSfQUWD498/Tpe3NxptgmI/AAAAAAAAhmM/tRLzAQ7uytU/s640/IMG_0025.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Living Room is a&amp;nbsp;restaurant&amp;nbsp;+ a bar + a theater, they were playing a few movies I'd heard of (Ben probably new about all of them) so we decided dinner and a movie would be fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x4YETSKx2Io/TphaoE51yuI/AAAAAAAAho4/VUNVxyHfxqE/s1600/the-trip-movie-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x4YETSKx2Io/TphaoE51yuI/AAAAAAAAho4/VUNVxyHfxqE/s640/the-trip-movie-poster.jpg" width="430" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We saw this movie; if you like movies filled with good looking food, gorgeous&amp;nbsp;scenery&amp;nbsp;and a ridiculous about of banter you should see it too. We loved it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-viTKsLhnSLk/Tpe3O61UzaI/AAAAAAAAhmc/JL0d_jJLbI0/s1600/IMG_0031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-viTKsLhnSLk/Tpe3O61UzaI/AAAAAAAAhmc/JL0d_jJLbI0/s640/IMG_0031.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The next morning we got up and hit the streets for a day full of more exploring. First stop, Voodoo Doughnuts a doughnut shop that has been featured on the Food Network. As we were walking up to the shop there was an enormous line. Since we didn't have anything else to do, and we were right there, we decided we'd wait with all the other crazy people in line for what better be a dang good doughnut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2CsIXqbkWZU/Tpe3Pq4SyOI/AAAAAAAAhms/HgdIM26hT2w/s1600/IMG_0037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2CsIXqbkWZU/Tpe3Pq4SyOI/AAAAAAAAhms/HgdIM26hT2w/s640/IMG_0037.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I left Ben in this line, we were told it would be about 45 minutes, to take a few pictures and walk around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-av6AhnL33Fw/Tpe3Pa_7xWI/AAAAAAAAhmk/Zvc95J-23jw/s1600/IMG_0033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-av6AhnL33Fw/Tpe3Pa_7xWI/AAAAAAAAhmk/Zvc95J-23jw/s640/IMG_0033.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o_c7vPclgQU/Tphd1zks0oI/AAAAAAAAhpA/Th9tSrWJZig/s1600/IMG_0036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o_c7vPclgQU/Tphd1zks0oI/AAAAAAAAhpA/Th9tSrWJZig/s640/IMG_0036.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I came back to the line with a Hot n' Fresh (super tasty) waffle and orange juice for us to share. Yes, I know we were in line for a doughnuts but we were starving and this butter and sugar waffle sure hit the spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VRE7Fdx18pQ/Tpe3QXg8TZI/AAAAAAAAhm8/NjfDi3NAcVw/s1600/IMG_0052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VRE7Fdx18pQ/Tpe3QXg8TZI/AAAAAAAAhm8/NjfDi3NAcVw/s640/IMG_0052.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then we waited and waited and waited and waited some more for the doughnuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad, I thought you'd like this sign.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--6zQLcS0CpE/Tpe3Q8buwVI/AAAAAAAAhnE/K7hdT7feR0Y/s1600/IMG_0073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--6zQLcS0CpE/Tpe3Q8buwVI/AAAAAAAAhnE/K7hdT7feR0Y/s640/IMG_0073.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Finally doughnuts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Triple Chocolate CoCoa Puff (no, that's not dog food on top)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvLOI8I-iEo/Tpe3RePLzvI/AAAAAAAAhnM/AqNDOU_CvJg/s1600/IMG_0074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvLOI8I-iEo/Tpe3RePLzvI/AAAAAAAAhnM/AqNDOU_CvJg/s640/IMG_0074.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ben: Neapolitan, chocolate doughnut, vanilla frosting, strawberry dust and three marshmallows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NU4MNfy2_9A/Tpe3RrFkvTI/AAAAAAAAhnU/yZY_2Ty5p3c/s1600/IMG_0076.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NU4MNfy2_9A/Tpe3RrFkvTI/AAAAAAAAhnU/yZY_2Ty5p3c/s640/IMG_0076.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Worth the wait?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know, disappointing right? We think all the hype around Voodoo Doughnut's must be their inventive flavors because when actually eaten they seemed a bit dry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're sticking with Seattle's Top Pot Doughnut's &amp;amp; Jersey's L&amp;amp;M for our favorite doughnut spots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-46bPSEb3RxU/Tpe3SHDNtAI/AAAAAAAAhnc/_mc_qOsGrJo/s1600/IMG_0080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-46bPSEb3RxU/Tpe3SHDNtAI/AAAAAAAAhnc/_mc_qOsGrJo/s640/IMG_0080.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After our *sweet* morning we decided to walk around the weekend market down near the river. It was a gorgeous day we ended up covering a lot of territory before we needed to get back and check out of our hotel room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YFh6IeEDyRg/Tpe3SUwbVeI/AAAAAAAAhnk/XA8Fwtu2kCI/s1600/IMG_0092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YFh6IeEDyRg/Tpe3SUwbVeI/AAAAAAAAhnk/XA8Fwtu2kCI/s640/IMG_0092.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Once we checked out and got our car back from the valet we decided to find the Portland Aerial Tram. We had heard about the tram when my sister and her family lived close to Portland... after many construction detours, many wrong turns and studying our map we finally found it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The tram connects the two campus' for OHSU Center for Health and Healing and is mainly used for commuting students/medical professionals. We were told it was a great thing to do as a visitor to the city because it would allow for unique views of the city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5n54QZPSrhI/Tpe3S18ffAI/AAAAAAAAhns/ZAizeckKUis/s1600/IMG_0102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5n54QZPSrhI/Tpe3S18ffAI/AAAAAAAAhns/ZAizeckKUis/s640/IMG_0102.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ben and I highly recommend the tram if you're ever in the Portland area. It was only a few bucks and ended up being a really fun ride. Plus the views from the hospital on top of the hill (where the tram takes you) were stunning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--3Zwhsi6bx8/Tpe3TeELCUI/AAAAAAAAhn0/TX6l-Hz3ifs/s1600/IMG_0103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--3Zwhsi6bx8/Tpe3TeELCUI/AAAAAAAAhn0/TX6l-Hz3ifs/s640/IMG_0103.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dmIRJ8sK4YE/Tpe3T3OAVyI/AAAAAAAAhn8/pRP-34UUCq8/s1600/IMG_0104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dmIRJ8sK4YE/Tpe3T3OAVyI/AAAAAAAAhn8/pRP-34UUCq8/s640/IMG_0104.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We had an awesome weekend in Portland and hope it's not too long before we go back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-8261174225387534907?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/8261174225387534907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=8261174225387534907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/8261174225387534907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/8261174225387534907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/10/portland.html' title='Portland!'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PTybAU9J8cc/Tpe3L-WGUcI/AAAAAAAAhlk/isQptpdqERM/s72-c/IMG_0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-6174635164549477689</id><published>2011-09-06T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T21:02:37.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ny74nEvTuIo/TjtywWh20rI/AAAAAAAAgpQ/_WxtIDUBdmI/s1600/15656886091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ny74nEvTuIo/TjtywWh20rI/AAAAAAAAgpQ/_WxtIDUBdmI/s640/15656886091.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is how I've spent my days nannying this summer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2NfpLN0wYbc/TjS_EIbqDAI/AAAAAAAAgos/gax1m_NMTNU/s1600/15656785386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2NfpLN0wYbc/TjS_EIbqDAI/AAAAAAAAgos/gax1m_NMTNU/s640/15656785386.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They enjoyed a week long intense soccer course down at Greenlake. Of course, the week we were there it was miserably rainy until the very last day. One day while I sat and watched William run around I was laughing noticing that every spectator was sitting out in the rain (misty rain) with no umbrella and some without hoods. Ben tells me this is only a Seattle thing. Apparently people from other states carry some sort of covering for them when it rains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOK4hebC7hE/TjRNy13b7LI/AAAAAAAAgo4/yoUIYCjCplY/s1600/15656805317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOK4hebC7hE/TjRNy13b7LI/AAAAAAAAgo4/yoUIYCjCplY/s640/15656805317.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UDwf0ayGAqU/TjTA90EGONI/AAAAAAAAgpk/R69te7YTMr8/s1600/15657010317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UDwf0ayGAqU/TjTA90EGONI/AAAAAAAAgpk/R69te7YTMr8/s640/15657010317.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Super fast Natalie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3X0mVbamSes/TjTB3p4sxdI/AAAAAAAAgps/T8URmsRrai4/s1600/15657017469.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3X0mVbamSes/TjTB3p4sxdI/AAAAAAAAgps/T8URmsRrai4/s640/15657017469.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pa13WxMT8Vo/TjTBf8PkzZI/AAAAAAAAgp8/1Z1wfoC4xxg/s1600/15657040034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pa13WxMT8Vo/TjTBf8PkzZI/AAAAAAAAgp8/1Z1wfoC4xxg/s640/15657040034.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'In your face!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p_oycVW7gGI/TjtziGkYVOI/AAAAAAAAgpc/V2g9Oc0YntQ/s1600/15656933218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p_oycVW7gGI/TjtziGkYVOI/AAAAAAAAgpc/V2g9Oc0YntQ/s640/15656933218.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once again we've dedicated a summer to swimming lessons! While it's a lot of work getting suits, sunscreen, lunches, towels, etc. together, it's worth it! I have seen three kids go from non-swimmers (basically would sink if you dropped them in the water) to proficient-independent-confident-swimmers! I'm grateful I've been able to witness this before I had my own kids. I now know that dedicating a few weeks to this every summer has really paid off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ODE3x7xerg4/Tmbfa4Z6CEI/AAAAAAAAgrY/0ctV-DVuGIs/s1600/Wilbur.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ODE3x7xerg4/Tmbfa4Z6CEI/AAAAAAAAgrY/0ctV-DVuGIs/s640/Wilbur.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have tried to capture William's excitement for swimming lessons all summer long. He's like a little puppy jumping up and down waiting and waiting and waiting for 'his turn!' before lessons start. One day as I was tossing our stuff on a chair I told William it was &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;'his turn' and he bolted off. I quickly turned around and managed to catch him with a huge smile on his face mid-air jumping into the pool. There were tons of people around so I was a bit bummed with the photo. After I zoomed in a bit and did a funny focus thing on it I feel like you can get the idea of just how excited he is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IrBcUnvLMGw/TjRE2-uu7HI/AAAAAAAAgrc/4HWLZ-fnW54/s1600/DSC_0320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IrBcUnvLMGw/TjRE2-uu7HI/AAAAAAAAgrc/4HWLZ-fnW54/s640/DSC_0320.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;William has worked hard this summer! Just today he swam 1/2 the length of the pool back stroke and free style! He's learning how to breathe in between strokes right now and it can be quite funny watching his little body try to remember to move his arms, legs and still get his head out for a breath!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wqeUxlGJymw/TjRFko91UrI/AAAAAAAAgrk/Nk_PLBhBrVg/s1600/DSC_0330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wqeUxlGJymw/TjRFko91UrI/AAAAAAAAgrk/Nk_PLBhBrVg/s640/DSC_0330.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MaH9Gvl6FpA/TjRGwJJth-I/AAAAAAAAgro/YBySkaM60dc/s1600/DSC_0347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MaH9Gvl6FpA/TjRGwJJth-I/AAAAAAAAgro/YBySkaM60dc/s640/DSC_0347.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_tvHFhb0Wx8/TjRHNEZDNqI/AAAAAAAAgrs/L9K3ys9KS14/s1600/DSC_0353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_tvHFhb0Wx8/TjRHNEZDNqI/AAAAAAAAgrs/L9K3ys9KS14/s640/DSC_0353.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oQk1vLw7bu4/TjRMLTAtkDI/AAAAAAAAgrw/oGW3VzS8PQg/s1600/DSC_0432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oQk1vLw7bu4/TjRMLTAtkDI/AAAAAAAAgrw/oGW3VzS8PQg/s640/DSC_0432.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here he is, doing his all time favorite thing: being thrown up in the air for a 'cannon ball!'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UK62eIcl1hY/TjREvcNNtjI/AAAAAAAAgr8/4mCGMKyu-4E/s1600/DSC_0318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UK62eIcl1hY/TjREvcNNtjI/AAAAAAAAgr8/4mCGMKyu-4E/s640/DSC_0318.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Natalie, well she's a PRO! I think her biggest accomplishments this summer are, being able to tread water for quite some time and learning how to dive! She's been diving off the starting blocks this week, swimming the whole length of the pool and learning how to do a flip under water so she can swim all the way back! It is crazy to think just a few years ago she was growling at her instructors because she was so scared of going under water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dNZ7ufa4nU4/TjRK_zjFnlI/AAAAAAAAgsA/0I3bmzB4n5U/s1600/DSC_0416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dNZ7ufa4nU4/TjRK_zjFnlI/AAAAAAAAgsA/0I3bmzB4n5U/s640/DSC_0416.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u2IJlP1csqI/TjRMQM6RCVI/AAAAAAAAfP8/nqc8JC9odhk/s1600/DSC_0433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u2IJlP1csqI/TjRMQM6RCVI/AAAAAAAAfP8/nqc8JC9odhk/s640/DSC_0433.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Natalie also LOVES the toss in the air!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qv6v258k5ec/TjRNBShtSPI/AAAAAAAAgsM/SOXkpDh_F9I/s1600/DSC_0443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qv6v258k5ec/TjRNBShtSPI/AAAAAAAAgsM/SOXkpDh_F9I/s640/DSC_0443.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every once and a while they get popsicles and every once and a while we stay after lessons for a few hours of free swim. I have to say this year's free swim is much less stressful. I don't feel like I have two kids (with Andrew, sometimes three) who could potentially drown at any second. Swimming with them reminds me of all the swimming I did as a kid with my sisters. This summer we've had 'tea parties' under water, given under water High-5's, dove for pennies, Natalie and I've tried out a few funny hair-do's... I have to say my job ain't too shabby! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Natalie starts 3rd grade tomorrow!! (Unbelievable!) So I've been working hard to get this post done before school officially starts and summer is officially over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-6174635164549477689?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/6174635164549477689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=6174635164549477689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6174635164549477689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6174635164549477689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/09/summer-2011.html' title='Summer 2011'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ny74nEvTuIo/TjtywWh20rI/AAAAAAAAgpQ/_WxtIDUBdmI/s72-c/15656886091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-3304135884423785627</id><published>2011-08-05T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T20:25:01.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rN4cRwfc5jg/TjTDYhjH7kI/AAAAAAAAfjs/U9aWIQqvYuM/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rN4cRwfc5jg/TjTDYhjH7kI/AAAAAAAAfjs/U9aWIQqvYuM/s640/1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not the beach we all were expecting when we booked a trip to the Olympic Peninsula in the middle of July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well, that didn't stop us from having fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since my sister Bree and her family were visiting for the whole month of July we decided it would be fun to go somewhere for a weekend all together. We decided on a great house on the Olympic Peninsula since everyone thought it would be fun to be near the ocean. Unfortunately we didn't get the best weather while we were there but we had fun anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My Aunt Debbie and cousin Kelsey also joined us on the trip, as a surprise belated 60th birthday present for my mom. My mom was super surprised to have them there and we thoroughly enjoyed their company!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zv80IIvyZgc/TjTC0fjpQtI/AAAAAAAAfiE/8gHyQ0-n4I8/s1600/DSC_0917.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zv80IIvyZgc/TjTC0fjpQtI/AAAAAAAAfiE/8gHyQ0-n4I8/s640/DSC_0917.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even though the weather wasn't the greatest, we were at the beach so we had to at least walk down to the beach and spend some time there... Here are a few of us with shovels in hand, ready for some fun in the sand!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQhMYKhAlSc/TjTC3FBbO4I/AAAAAAAAgnw/7Eh8uq5HbLM/s1600/15656161604.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQhMYKhAlSc/TjTC3FBbO4I/AAAAAAAAgnw/7Eh8uq5HbLM/s640/15656161604.jpg" width="404" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I thought the Fire Danger Level set at&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;extreme&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;was &lt;i&gt;extremely&lt;/i&gt; funny considering the cloudy misty day we had!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eqru8-1MytU/TjtlzTTQpQI/AAAAAAAAgoU/nzPNdSUFTqk/s1600/15656220418.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eqru8-1MytU/TjtlzTTQpQI/AAAAAAAAgoU/nzPNdSUFTqk/s640/15656220418.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0jABppgZTw/TjTE2L3Pd5I/AAAAAAAAfn8/bJC73rbGr7U/s1600/DSC_1001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0jABppgZTw/TjTE2L3Pd5I/AAAAAAAAfn8/bJC73rbGr7U/s640/DSC_1001.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DXL3p_gAez8/TjTDnj2h7uI/AAAAAAAAgFI/kJOhiktgJdg/s1600/DSC_0953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DXL3p_gAez8/TjTDnj2h7uI/AAAAAAAAgFI/kJOhiktgJdg/s640/DSC_0953.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBUPnBbNgX8/TjTDcIo2qjI/AAAAAAAAfj0/fxKY1elfihI/s1600/DSC_0940.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBUPnBbNgX8/TjTDcIo2qjI/AAAAAAAAfj0/fxKY1elfihI/s640/DSC_0940.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Run! Don't let the waves get you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZiOapGi3oQ/TjTFIYmj-JI/AAAAAAAAgGM/zeUbr5SkVF8/s1600/DSC_1010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZiOapGi3oQ/TjTFIYmj-JI/AAAAAAAAgGM/zeUbr5SkVF8/s640/DSC_1010.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My dad being the beach lover that he is, was in the water clear up to his knees by the time we left!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYm9RqPt8Uc/TjTFQdpwDsI/AAAAAAAAgGU/F9c_YACXvSU/s1600/DSC_1013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYm9RqPt8Uc/TjTFQdpwDsI/AAAAAAAAgGU/F9c_YACXvSU/s640/DSC_1013.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chach and Coco always make for some fun photo opts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PST1LjcYpfI/TjTFwMU0q1I/AAAAAAAAgG4/t0vfsuWefxI/s1600/DSC_1037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PST1LjcYpfI/TjTFwMU0q1I/AAAAAAAAgG4/t0vfsuWefxI/s640/DSC_1037.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The sand castle that Lydia, Nona and Opa worked so hard on... shortly after it was complete a wave came and swept it away. I wish I had a video of all of us running to grab the shovels, pails and shoes... it was a chaotic 'Treusch' moment at it's best! (The only thing that would have made it more complete is if someone had fallen in the water.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBxPuCDsu6E/TjTGDP3nVGI/AAAAAAAAfsQ/REFAsK53MEo/s1600/DSC_1066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBxPuCDsu6E/TjTGDP3nVGI/AAAAAAAAfsQ/REFAsK53MEo/s640/DSC_1066.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Momma, with her three kids! (We missed you John!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-myggK9FDr3U/TjWHMEoxu0I/AAAAAAAAgog/cAAeF2lHlR0/s1600/15656277078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-myggK9FDr3U/TjWHMEoxu0I/AAAAAAAAgog/cAAeF2lHlR0/s640/15656277078.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone minus my cousin Kelsey who wasn't feeling great and decided to stay back at the house... rather than spend a few hours out on a rainy beach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-itQCxc6Guo0/TjWH-OLBC2I/AAAAAAAAfyw/1c5FELhLvDg/s1600/DSC_1160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-itQCxc6Guo0/TjWH-OLBC2I/AAAAAAAAfyw/1c5FELhLvDg/s640/DSC_1160.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, the BEST picture of the weekend!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As we were preparing to leave the beach I thought, 'you know what would make my beach day complete? A picture of all three kids together!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, I know when these kids see me coming with the camera the must get so annoyed, but one day they'll thank me! Right? And see, I didn't need the 'perfect' photo I just wanted something that captured the moment we were in... and if you ask me it doesn't get any more perfect than this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Xbz1ZGReCU/TjWIDGsQTLI/AAAAAAAAfy8/jGqS2q6xh0Q/s1600/DSC_1163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Xbz1ZGReCU/TjWIDGsQTLI/AAAAAAAAfy8/jGqS2q6xh0Q/s640/DSC_1163.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The sun managed to come out a bit for us just as we were leaving to get warm and dry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P4f0ZpQcbrI/TjWIPTI5_9I/AAAAAAAAfzg/IjjhiXmUZwM/s1600/DSC_1167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P4f0ZpQcbrI/TjWIPTI5_9I/AAAAAAAAfzg/IjjhiXmUZwM/s640/DSC_1167.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After our morning at the beach the sisters and spouses decided it was time to scope out some local fare.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fun day... fun vacation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PnxQ7R7aNxI/TjWITsvvoUI/AAAAAAAAfz0/w4e0c_kzy8Q/s1600/DSC_1169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PnxQ7R7aNxI/TjWITsvvoUI/AAAAAAAAfz0/w4e0c_kzy8Q/s640/DSC_1169.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hIbI0bkGO2g/TjTCWGYNA8I/AAAAAAAAfgk/k8ex9cJpIxw/s1600/DSC_0895.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hIbI0bkGO2g/TjTCWGYNA8I/AAAAAAAAfgk/k8ex9cJpIxw/s640/DSC_0895.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I almost forgot to post the 'twinners' picture Lydia was so excited about. Lydia loves to have her hair braided by my sister Carrie... she does a mean head band braid. So one more Lydia, Carrie and I decided to have the same hair-do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wish I had a photo with Chach too... then we could have been 'tripleters'!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-3304135884423785627?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/3304135884423785627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=3304135884423785627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3304135884423785627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3304135884423785627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/08/not-beach-we-all-were-expecting-when-we.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rN4cRwfc5jg/TjTDYhjH7kI/AAAAAAAAfjs/U9aWIQqvYuM/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-8929002891063688484</id><published>2011-08-04T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T18:23:13.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tioHgnjCLq8/TjsT62XAMkI/AAAAAAAAgnk/HRKkCyNUOD4/s1600/15650914138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="420" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tioHgnjCLq8/TjsT62XAMkI/AAAAAAAAgnk/HRKkCyNUOD4/s640/15650914138.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Summer has come (and almost gone by the time I got around to blogging... ha!) so that means they're back together again! I'm always amazed how it's like time stops between these three when they are apart and once they're back together again they pick up right where they left off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One day while Natalie was at a &lt;a href="http://www.wnba.com/storm/"&gt;Storm&lt;/a&gt; game with a friend from school, the boys and I went to the library. I love going to the library with the kids, we can spend forever there and usually walk out with a bag of books that weighs more than William.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This trip to the library was a bit different because Batman decided to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qgFHPxRk_gA/TjWNBrisp_I/AAAAAAAAgAc/mx2-LvBnG_o/s1600/DSC_0684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qgFHPxRk_gA/TjWNBrisp_I/AAAAAAAAgAc/mx2-LvBnG_o/s640/DSC_0684.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Andrew and Will... err... I mean Batman and Batman wore their suits proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8H4UBKPY-Us/TjWNNXhMPFI/AAAAAAAAgA0/70qtepSdi9I/s1600/DSC_0687.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8H4UBKPY-Us/TjWNNXhMPFI/AAAAAAAAgA0/70qtepSdi9I/s640/DSC_0687.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfHMwAm4EII/TjWNhQuwEaI/AAAAAAAAgBs/GStrCz-EvD8/s1600/DSC_0694.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfHMwAm4EII/TjWNhQuwEaI/AAAAAAAAgBs/GStrCz-EvD8/s640/DSC_0694.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My two favorite superheros!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qbm34DIAwQ8/TjWN1B-DVfI/AAAAAAAAgCc/rSpa077Sv-M/s1600/DSC_0703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qbm34DIAwQ8/TjWN1B-DVfI/AAAAAAAAgCc/rSpa077Sv-M/s640/DSC_0703.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is their 'scary shot', William's head is on backwards... can you tell? :-)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think Andrew is zapping us with his laser eyes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NHsQMW0-U8U/TjWOEwpwRQI/AAAAAAAAgDA/5VMUxCfPkT8/s1600/DSC_0706.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NHsQMW0-U8U/TjWOEwpwRQI/AAAAAAAAgDA/5VMUxCfPkT8/s640/DSC_0706.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-8929002891063688484?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/8929002891063688484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=8929002891063688484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/8929002891063688484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/8929002891063688484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/08/batman-boys.html' title='Batman Boys'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tioHgnjCLq8/TjsT62XAMkI/AAAAAAAAgnk/HRKkCyNUOD4/s72-c/15650914138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-7794781615279504627</id><published>2011-08-04T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:36:07.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the second half of our trip to Salt Lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After our visit to the museum we had dinner at Thanksgiving Point and then walked around the gardens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F_boSQuHroE/TjsHM8vwtsI/AAAAAAAAglA/2Sl8Se75zuQ/s1600/15649949375.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F_boSQuHroE/TjsHM8vwtsI/AAAAAAAAglA/2Sl8Se75zuQ/s640/15649949375.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christopher and Cristina had a blast messing around with their Tio Ben. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ROLtKOh7N4A/TjnP_hUeLgI/AAAAAAAAgSs/rZHZhX5Z-yo/s1600/DSC_0419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ROLtKOh7N4A/TjnP_hUeLgI/AAAAAAAAgSs/rZHZhX5Z-yo/s640/DSC_0419.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids spent a bit of time at the spray park... even though we were begging them not to get too wet. We wanted to take a few pictures in the beautiful gardens around Thanksgiving Point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WwF6V8rUT7k/TjnQj6zZfpI/AAAAAAAAglQ/hXRbKmmtXVo/s1600/15649984026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WwF6V8rUT7k/TjnQj6zZfpI/AAAAAAAAglQ/hXRbKmmtXVo/s640/15649984026.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CNpuueuVPpM/TjsE6-vuV-I/AAAAAAAAgkE/MBImziCJEg0/s1600/DSC_0460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CNpuueuVPpM/TjsE6-vuV-I/AAAAAAAAgkE/MBImziCJEg0/s640/DSC_0460.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Somehow we managed to get a few good shots despite all the, much more fun, distractions around us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aai0LINYj_c/TjnS7CnMWLI/AAAAAAAAglg/VfGX0pr42iE/s1600/15650045377.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aai0LINYj_c/TjnS7CnMWLI/AAAAAAAAglg/VfGX0pr42iE/s640/15650045377.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JwMj7DkjxZc/TjsLUbyTRRI/AAAAAAAAgmQ/U8t3_s90eXE/s1600/15650271206.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="474" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JwMj7DkjxZc/TjsLUbyTRRI/AAAAAAAAgmQ/U8t3_s90eXE/s640/15650271206.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qVgwfJUebZ0/TjnQt-jRPDI/AAAAAAAAgl0/m9PP4z_F9FQ/s1600/15650191690.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qVgwfJUebZ0/TjnQt-jRPDI/AAAAAAAAgl0/m9PP4z_F9FQ/s640/15650191690.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The next day we made our way out Ben's sister, Emily's home... and horse stables!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l-X-m9cjPlw/TjnWf_lLgXI/AAAAAAAAgmc/QAl70d6lQ5U/s1600/15650412300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l-X-m9cjPlw/TjnWf_lLgXI/AAAAAAAAgmc/QAl70d6lQ5U/s640/15650412300.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ben's sister Amy also joined us with her two kids, it was a treat for the kids to see the horses. Emily had an apple they each got to feed to the horses. Mikey also insisted on scoopin' some poop! He was serious about being on poop duty, it was hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2neLvhICeo/TjnUzm1BA5I/AAAAAAAAgZA/xM_BCwrpNuI/s1600/DSC_0555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2neLvhICeo/TjnUzm1BA5I/AAAAAAAAgZA/xM_BCwrpNuI/s640/DSC_0555.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We (or I) decided we just HAD to have some photos in front of Emily and Kerry's cute barn! Doesn't it make a great backdrop?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8SjJP079FFg/TjnU9g_P7cI/AAAAAAAAgmo/UGqpuJlY8uU/s1600/15650485917.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8SjJP079FFg/TjnU9g_P7cI/AAAAAAAAgmo/UGqpuJlY8uU/s640/15650485917.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wtqEyLL-POU/TjsPFvSgYvI/AAAAAAAAgnU/9xkUOd8Mh6c/s1600/15650557724.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="468" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wtqEyLL-POU/TjsPFvSgYvI/AAAAAAAAgnU/9xkUOd8Mh6c/s640/15650557724.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_FNe4E1Zm7k/TjnXCh02s4I/AAAAAAAAgbw/quoINGWXVaw/s1600/DSC_0594.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_FNe4E1Zm7k/TjnXCh02s4I/AAAAAAAAgbw/quoINGWXVaw/s640/DSC_0594.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3pdm2EC3wFY/TjnXlZ33EfI/AAAAAAAAgcY/9VTOsexjG-Q/s1600/DSC_0601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3pdm2EC3wFY/TjnXlZ33EfI/AAAAAAAAgcY/9VTOsexjG-Q/s640/DSC_0601.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vGLzLJ_0jGs/TjnW4lt54yI/AAAAAAAAgbg/_fE77kaFSIU/s1600/DSC_0591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vGLzLJ_0jGs/TjnW4lt54yI/AAAAAAAAgbg/_fE77kaFSIU/s640/DSC_0591.JPG" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That just about wraps up our trip, with the exception of a few things we did that I didn't capture with our camera. Thank you to all our friends and family that made time to see us when we were in Salt Lake. It had been FAR too long... we will make our best effort to not let two years pass again before we are back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-7794781615279504627?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/7794781615279504627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=7794781615279504627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7794781615279504627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7794781615279504627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/08/utah-part-2.html' title='Utah Part 2'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F_boSQuHroE/TjsHM8vwtsI/AAAAAAAAglA/2Sl8Se75zuQ/s72-c/15649949375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-7821757726106044546</id><published>2011-08-03T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T23:03:09.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qSy4FRldxA/Tjn2wUFECuI/AAAAAAAAgd0/jfhtSX6G8p0/s1600/DSC_0530.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qSy4FRldxA/Tjn2wUFECuI/AAAAAAAAgd0/jfhtSX6G8p0/s640/DSC_0530.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After way too long... almost 2 years... Ben and I finally had the chance to visit his family in Salt Lake City. We were there for a week and had a blast seeing all his siblings, nieces, nephews and even managed to squeeze in a few cousins!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a recap of our trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our first stop was Spring City, UT for a family reunion. The Allred family holds a reunion in Spring City every year to honor their ancestors who settled the town in the late 1800's. Ben's mom is a descendant of Redick Newton Allred who is a famous Utah pioneer. Below is a picture of the house where Redick Newton Alldred resided in the 1870's, the house later belonged to his son Isaac. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DrkxDOr_pgI/TjoDBp9A4cI/AAAAAAAAgfc/k72Z6nN_Zb8/s1600/SLC+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="484" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DrkxDOr_pgI/TjoDBp9A4cI/AAAAAAAAgfc/k72Z6nN_Zb8/s640/SLC+1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;While we were standing outside admiring the house the current occupant (also a descendant of an&amp;nbsp;Allred) offered to give us a personal tour! I believe Ben's mom has toured the house before but it was really fun for Ben and me to learn a little more of the history of the house. The trunk pictured below belonged to Redick Newton Allred, we were told he brought it with him when he was traveling across the plains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1jaLNEPq3IY/TjoDB0BfjtI/AAAAAAAAgfg/GbkJOs0a4gc/s1600/SLC+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="474" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1jaLNEPq3IY/TjoDB0BfjtI/AAAAAAAAgfg/GbkJOs0a4gc/s640/SLC+2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we were driving home we passed by the ghost-flooded-town of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thistle,_Utah"&gt;Thistle, UT&lt;/a&gt;. Ben's mom was telling us about the town and how it was flooded in the 1980's and is still underwater. I looked it up on Wikipedia and it said there was a massive landslide in 1983 and all the residents had to be evacuated. The town was almost completely destroyed, only a few structures were left partially standing. Ben insisted we stop at the ghost-ish town and look around. It was a bit eerie to see the tops of buildings still underwater after almost 30 years. Unfortunately there was no place to park on the twisty-turny highway with views of the still flooded area. So we had to settle for a part of the town now above water... but you can get the idea. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4W6QZGCv0Fg/TjoKrvHjYlI/AAAAAAAAgfo/OLcViKiER_8/s1600/SLC+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="474" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4W6QZGCv0Fg/TjoKrvHjYlI/AAAAAAAAgfo/OLcViKiER_8/s640/SLC+3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of thistles in the town of Thistle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FG8PJRlEfwg/TjnKTryDrbI/AAAAAAAAgLU/RbjJPAKGft8/s1600/DSC_0301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FG8PJRlEfwg/TjnKTryDrbI/AAAAAAAAgLU/RbjJPAKGft8/s640/DSC_0301.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The next day we went up Big Cottonwood Canyon (or maybe it was Little...?) to see the snow run off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ClTJyziIrxw/TjnKiCxcbNI/AAAAAAAAgfM/M1GoBZYGEoE/s1600/DSC_0305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ClTJyziIrxw/TjnKiCxcbNI/AAAAAAAAgfM/M1GoBZYGEoE/s640/DSC_0305.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9CHbSr4kccY/Tjom87njlGI/AAAAAAAAggg/Krq9uW_43bQ/s1600/SLC+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9CHbSr4kccY/Tjom87njlGI/AAAAAAAAggg/Krq9uW_43bQ/s640/SLC+4.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sounds boring huh?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well it wasn't! Utah had such a cold spring that now that the summer's heat is in full force the snow is melting off the mountains fast and is creating some big full rivers roaring down the canyons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHPC-CRSu8I/TjopezGEA3I/AAAAAAAAghI/e3wg6uNu2PQ/s1600/SLC+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHPC-CRSu8I/TjopezGEA3I/AAAAAAAAghI/e3wg6uNu2PQ/s640/SLC+5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I felt pretty insignificant standing on the edge of the canyon watching the water roar down to the valley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mgaSB0zvrnU/TjnMK2eBAjI/AAAAAAAAgNc/WG3LJ3BDW4Q/s1600/DSC_0339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mgaSB0zvrnU/TjnMK2eBAjI/AAAAAAAAgNc/WG3LJ3BDW4Q/s640/DSC_0339.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While we were there we also got to see "Cars 2" with Lightning McQueen's biggest fan! (And no, I don't mean Ben.) After the movies Mikey and Claire left their mark on Grandma's french doors! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fkpVKuq6tko/TjosU6MXs4I/AAAAAAAAgiE/DcMGbHuDW1Y/s1600/SLC+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="578" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fkpVKuq6tko/TjosU6MXs4I/AAAAAAAAgiE/DcMGbHuDW1Y/s640/SLC+6.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We visited The Museum of Ancient Life with Ben's brother's family. Their daughter Cristina is a big fan of dinosaurs and loved taking us to one of her favorite places!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oPjXQmAMig8/TjowHzgI0cI/AAAAAAAAgjM/7bChYeiDzUI/s1600/15639845965.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oPjXQmAMig8/TjowHzgI0cI/AAAAAAAAgjM/7bChYeiDzUI/s640/15639845965.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P0zIN3LcJ-c/TjowiDyiNTI/AAAAAAAAgjQ/R5nXdySTWRY/s1600/15639863650.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P0zIN3LcJ-c/TjowiDyiNTI/AAAAAAAAgjQ/R5nXdySTWRY/s640/15639863650.jpg" width="636" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you live in Utah, or are visiting and have kids, it is a great place! Lots of interactive exhibits, Christopher and Cristina love the Erosion Water Table and the Fossil Digging area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5olkTYkKtJU/TjoxeWk79UI/AAAAAAAAgjs/zDO8EHrwsz0/s1600/15639893884.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="632" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5olkTYkKtJU/TjoxeWk79UI/AAAAAAAAgjs/zDO8EHrwsz0/s640/15639893884.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's always a challenge for me to get a photo with EVERYONE in it. So I'm often looking for places where I can set a camera, turn on the timer and RUN into the photo. It doesn't have to end up being the best photo, all I care about it is that everyone is in it. I managed to find a display case that my camera could rest nicely on while all of us perched right in front of 'Jaws'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ftid66LQtWs/TjnPPDNT3mI/AAAAAAAAgjw/-9DnQeLWKs8/s1600/15639913788.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ftid66LQtWs/TjnPPDNT3mI/AAAAAAAAgjw/-9DnQeLWKs8/s640/15639913788.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In retrospect we should have done something more along the lines of what Ben and Cristina had in mind. That would have been the best photo! Oh well! Next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPtj_IkwkMg/TjnPQyp19PI/AAAAAAAAgRs/WQ1JtL1Yy9k/s1600/DSC_0405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPtj_IkwkMg/TjnPQyp19PI/AAAAAAAAgRs/WQ1JtL1Yy9k/s640/DSC_0405.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, I'm about half way through our trip... but I'm a bit blogged out for the night. So, I'll post this for now and wrap up the rest later!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-7821757726106044546?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/7821757726106044546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=7821757726106044546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7821757726106044546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7821757726106044546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/08/utah-part-1.html' title='Utah Part 1'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qSy4FRldxA/Tjn2wUFECuI/AAAAAAAAgd0/jfhtSX6G8p0/s72-c/DSC_0530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-7157653543987629913</id><published>2011-07-30T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T00:49:55.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rg8coxdtfvE/TjOsLeIFtOI/AAAAAAAAet0/JVPRq7HARmE/s1600/DSC_0680.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rg8coxdtfvE/TjOsLeIFtOI/AAAAAAAAet0/JVPRq7HARmE/s640/DSC_0680.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;A few months ago I&lt;a href="http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/04/inch-by-inch-row-by-row.html"&gt; mentioned &lt;/a&gt;that I got a garden plot in the city and was working away to cultivate the best garden I knew how. With some help from friends, reading tons of gardening blogs and lots of hard work the garden seems to be flourishing! I love it. The picture above is a section of the Picardo P-Patch in Seattle, my garden is located a little farther on the left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I've noticed when I describe my garden plot to some of my more rural-based friends their eyes get huge at the concept. I suppose it is a bit unusual but I really love the community aspect of it. I've gotten unbelievable gardening advice from complete strangers and one day a nice guy came over and gave me about 40 leek starts to plant in my plot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So for all you inexperienced P-patchers out there here is a quick tour of my plot. It is a 10x40 rectangular plot split in half with a path as to easily harvest all the food that you are growing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is the north side of the plot:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3EwPzgV3NM/TjO1gRbBNEI/AAAAAAAAeuQ/pGKG7CD4JNc/s1600/garden.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3EwPzgV3NM/TjO1gRbBNEI/AAAAAAAAeuQ/pGKG7CD4JNc/s640/garden.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And the south side:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDajtNlroh0/TjO1jc0QySI/AAAAAAAAeuU/lhS8AZ8A9k8/s1600/garden2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDajtNlroh0/TjO1jc0QySI/AAAAAAAAeuU/lhS8AZ8A9k8/s640/garden2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o99zUevO2y4/TjO2H_hM27I/AAAAAAAAeuk/PImiPrGtGqI/s1600/Garden+Collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="548" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o99zUevO2y4/TjO2H_hM27I/AAAAAAAAeuk/PImiPrGtGqI/s640/Garden+Collage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNq47R3L_W4/TjO2GtinFVI/AAAAAAAAeuc/UMU2_rMo2Po/s1600/Garden+Collage+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="540" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNq47R3L_W4/TjO2GtinFVI/AAAAAAAAeuc/UMU2_rMo2Po/s640/Garden+Collage+2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Needless to say I'm pretty pleased with the plot and have loved being able to share the fresh produce with friends. If it ever gets warm enough I'll have tomatoes coming out of my ears!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S1xDXw2TxdQ/TjO2HSwyITI/AAAAAAAAeug/2nvfCYyPplk/s1600/Garden+Collage+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="546" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S1xDXw2TxdQ/TjO2HSwyITI/AAAAAAAAeug/2nvfCYyPplk/s640/Garden+Collage+3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-7157653543987629913?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/7157653543987629913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=7157653543987629913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7157653543987629913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7157653543987629913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/07/garden-update.html' title='Garden Update'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rg8coxdtfvE/TjOsLeIFtOI/AAAAAAAAet0/JVPRq7HARmE/s72-c/DSC_0680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-5914663776004194569</id><published>2011-07-11T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T14:43:21.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't forget...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u7W8Q_qmmfc/ThtuJhpJNrI/AAAAAAAAeoc/wqX-i15nn2Q/s1600/Photo235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u7W8Q_qmmfc/ThtuJhpJNrI/AAAAAAAAeoc/wqX-i15nn2Q/s640/Photo235.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's FREE Slurpee Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thank heaven for 7-11!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Thanks Carrie for the reminder!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-5914663776004194569?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/5914663776004194569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=5914663776004194569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/5914663776004194569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/5914663776004194569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/07/dont-forget.html' title='Don&apos;t forget...'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u7W8Q_qmmfc/ThtuJhpJNrI/AAAAAAAAeoc/wqX-i15nn2Q/s72-c/Photo235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-4743797586874973718</id><published>2011-07-10T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T11:40:42.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pick a little, eat a little, pick a little, eat a little, pick a little, pick, pick, pick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once again, one of those days when I wish I had remembered a camera!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Pictures brought to you by my dinky camera phone.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be better about that! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwgFagbY_Vk/Thi--Mps0VI/AAAAAAAAeoA/zClZ-VxXqfg/s1600/Strawberry1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwgFagbY_Vk/Thi--Mps0VI/AAAAAAAAeoA/zClZ-VxXqfg/s640/Strawberry1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A few days before Ben and I headed to Salt Lake City for a visit with his family, I took the kids strawberry picking at Biringer Farm. A friend of mine who has two kids, that my nanny kids love to play with, organized a big group to go out picking. My goal for the day was to cure William's distaste for strawberries and to get enough berries to make some jam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mi5ZcBCI9jE/Thi--kfHU2I/AAAAAAAAeoE/CQILTstWAoM/s1600/Strawberry2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mi5ZcBCI9jE/Thi--kfHU2I/AAAAAAAAeoE/CQILTstWAoM/s640/Strawberry2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I managed to accomplish both goals, William left the patch with red lips and red fingers from eating so many berries and I had about 13lbs to make some jam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJGEY8bgyY/Thi--5CLOZI/AAAAAAAAeoI/kC-ze7vGqnc/s1600/Strawberry3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJGEY8bgyY/Thi--5CLOZI/AAAAAAAAeoI/kC-ze7vGqnc/s640/Strawberry3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SGb6nI1QJ9o/Thi-_OtaJAI/AAAAAAAAeoM/EcQBjz2vrj4/s1600/Strawberry4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SGb6nI1QJ9o/Thi-_OtaJAI/AAAAAAAAeoM/EcQBjz2vrj4/s640/Strawberry4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The boys decided early on that we should have a 'picking contest' since we had two bins to fill. They announced it was boys against girls to see who could fill their basket the quickest. Well, like most young boys they easily got distracted by sticks that look like guns or bugs to examine, so Natalie and I ended up kicking their butts in the contest. :-) Nat and I walked away with 8 lbs. of berries in our bin and the boys only had about 5lbs. (2lbs. of which were most likely picked by me because I felt sorry for their empty basket).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y8ikwwIxEBg/Thi-_vCr5VI/AAAAAAAAeoQ/n0a_7dnLyiE/s1600/Strawberry5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y8ikwwIxEBg/Thi-_vCr5VI/AAAAAAAAeoQ/n0a_7dnLyiE/s640/Strawberry5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gepYTu266TE/Thi_AJl0K0I/AAAAAAAAeoU/lBKbZuoBrW4/s1600/Strawberry6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gepYTu266TE/Thi_AJl0K0I/AAAAAAAAeoU/lBKbZuoBrW4/s640/Strawberry6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I loved hearing them walk around in search for the biggest-reddist-juiciest-strawberry. It reminded me of one of my favorite kids books. Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Little-Strawberry-Hungry-Childs-Library/dp/0859533301/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1310245302&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Leave me a comment if you want me to send you a jar of jam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MH66e5S6zBI/Thi_AYyjX9I/AAAAAAAAeoY/HYtowHtgPHI/s1600/Strawberry7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MH66e5S6zBI/Thi_AYyjX9I/AAAAAAAAeoY/HYtowHtgPHI/s640/Strawberry7.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-4743797586874973718?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/4743797586874973718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=4743797586874973718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/4743797586874973718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/4743797586874973718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/07/pick-little-eat-little-pick-little-eat.html' title='pick a little, eat a little, pick a little, eat a little, pick a little, pick, pick, pick...'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwgFagbY_Vk/Thi--Mps0VI/AAAAAAAAeoA/zClZ-VxXqfg/s72-c/Strawberry1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-4651207930554245256</id><published>2011-07-09T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T13:31:49.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 11th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We've been off the blogging grid for a while... but we're back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ben has been asking me to update our blog for a while and I kept thinking, you do it :-) and we haven't done anything worth blogging about. Boring huh? I guess that's what happens when you're both gainfully employed. Your weekends become more of the catching up kind rather than the go out and doing fun stuff kind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;I also have been a bit of a spaz in the camera department. I seem to not bring it places, 'forgetting it at home', maybe it's my&amp;nbsp;subconscious'&amp;nbsp;way of wanting to just enjoy the moment rather than capture every single second of it. But once I'm there I always wish I had a camera so my camera phone has to pull through for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;On this particular morning we were walking through the University of Washington on our way to the Annual Spring Scrimmage Football Game. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom (man I wish I had a camera).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fvhZMES6jNw/Thiw-DQDXgI/AAAAAAAAen0/5E0i-s8K0_k/s1600/Photo199.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fvhZMES6jNw/Thiw-DQDXgI/AAAAAAAAen0/5E0i-s8K0_k/s640/Photo199.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the game we got to go on the field and meet the players and coaches (man I wish I had a camera). Below is our friend Tyler meeting his childhood hero, Ben's now adulthood hero, Coach Sarkisian. &amp;nbsp;I was shocked that 'personable' Ben was a bit bashful around the man he so admires and hopes never leaves the University of Washington. He wouldn't even ask for a photo. So this was the best I could do. I really wanted to find my favorite player Devin Aguilar but the field was so crowded we never found him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g8H53lsaq6k/Thiw-XvII7I/AAAAAAAAen4/NRXzEDAq71c/s1600/Photo200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g8H53lsaq6k/Thiw-XvII7I/AAAAAAAAen4/NRXzEDAq71c/s640/Photo200.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The scrimmage game was a lot of fun to watch too! They played both aspiring QB's, Keith Price and Nick Montana, and based on my amateur football eye Keith Price was looking pretty good. We'll see what happens when he's not playing his own teammates! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;July 11th is the date when Ben and I can buy our 4-game Mini Season Pass. I've had the date on my calendar since February and I've got to say I might be as excited as Ben is for football season to start up again! Go DAWGS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8j56WsmDJnw/Thiw-vd6d6I/AAAAAAAAen8/5GOFf95_Rc8/s1600/Photo201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8j56WsmDJnw/Thiw-vd6d6I/AAAAAAAAen8/5GOFf95_Rc8/s640/Photo201.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-4651207930554245256?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/4651207930554245256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=4651207930554245256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/4651207930554245256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/4651207930554245256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-11th.html' title='July 11th'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fvhZMES6jNw/Thiw-DQDXgI/AAAAAAAAen0/5E0i-s8K0_k/s72-c/Photo199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-7219550071738559610</id><published>2011-06-18T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T23:23:06.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Big Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PefRtyO9Psc/Tf2VoZTMlrI/AAAAAAAAens/PyfF8dyufAQ/s1600/CCMZ3_550_564.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PefRtyO9Psc/Tf2VoZTMlrI/AAAAAAAAens/PyfF8dyufAQ/s640/CCMZ3_550_564.jpg" width="624" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-7219550071738559610?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/7219550071738559610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=7219550071738559610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7219550071738559610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7219550071738559610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/06/rip-big-man.html' title='RIP Big Man'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PefRtyO9Psc/Tf2VoZTMlrI/AAAAAAAAens/PyfF8dyufAQ/s72-c/CCMZ3_550_564.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-5892184556269562498</id><published>2011-05-04T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T13:54:12.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When You're Smiling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NpMOmLiwdx4/TcG7x6PPb-I/AAAAAAAAenQ/Oh56eIh_ihY/s1600/Keith.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NpMOmLiwdx4/TcG7x6PPb-I/AAAAAAAAenQ/Oh56eIh_ihY/s640/Keith.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;... the whole world smiles with you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Couldn't be happier with the Dawgs pick for their new QB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Nick Montana's got time.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's hoping Keith Price makes us smile this big all Fall long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;GO DAWGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(This is Mandy by the way... true fans post things like this on their blog... Ben.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-5892184556269562498?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/5892184556269562498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=5892184556269562498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/5892184556269562498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/5892184556269562498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-youre-smiling.html' title='When You&apos;re Smiling...'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NpMOmLiwdx4/TcG7x6PPb-I/AAAAAAAAenQ/Oh56eIh_ihY/s72-c/Keith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-2663383079046744439</id><published>2011-04-28T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T11:11:08.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Click II continued...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lm_KEnNCQI/TbcvNF6n3QI/AAAAAAAAed8/3nFuVA3gmcc/s1600/Photo105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lm_KEnNCQI/TbcvNF6n3QI/AAAAAAAAed8/3nFuVA3gmcc/s400/Photo105.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you follow our blog even a little you'll know that Ben and I have been to quite a few Husky games this past year. Ben's been a fan ever since he became a Dawg. I on the other hand became a fan over night! Ha! It started out as just a fun thing to do with Ben but as the season continued I genuinely cared about the team and had some favorite players of my own. AGUILAR! (I actually think I know more of the players names and numbers than Ben.) We took this photo on the bus on our way to one of our Fall football games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Udxx_uzBUbo/Tbd7R-kZGxI/AAAAAAAAej0/hZHWZFmVjdg/s1600/Photo170.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Udxx_uzBUbo/Tbd7R-kZGxI/AAAAAAAAej0/hZHWZFmVjdg/s400/Photo170.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are at our first Dawgs basketball game! Go Isaiah Thomas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S6UZ3YSod00/Tbd7SD7EyjI/AAAAAAAAej4/puP50GbG2Po/s1600/Photo165.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S6UZ3YSod00/Tbd7SD7EyjI/AAAAAAAAej4/puP50GbG2Po/s400/Photo165.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1O8_3IASVaY/Tbcu-pH7mBI/AAAAAAAAecY/9PYe3YGp8ew/s1600/Photo-0013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1O8_3IASVaY/Tbcu-pH7mBI/AAAAAAAAecY/9PYe3YGp8ew/s400/Photo-0013.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Ben interning with the DOT last summer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7YQ0ylbokQ/Tbd7e6muyqI/AAAAAAAAekk/A7rtxfpOP9Y/s1600/Photo-0014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7YQ0ylbokQ/Tbd7e6muyqI/AAAAAAAAekk/A7rtxfpOP9Y/s400/Photo-0014.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;By the way we haven't made an official announcement on our blog, but Ben landed a job! He's working for Keller-Rohrback, a law firm downtown. He's currently helping out in lots of departments getting his feet wet. He's excited about all the experience he's getting and we're excited to finally be closing the 'student' door... at least until his wants to get his Masters... right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EX3gpiUIS5k/Tbcu-E83hXI/AAAAAAAAecQ/jQLGfa0FgRo/s1600/Photo008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EX3gpiUIS5k/Tbcu-E83hXI/AAAAAAAAecQ/jQLGfa0FgRo/s400/Photo008.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's Spikey. A dog Ben and I occasionally hang out with while his owners are on &lt;i&gt;extravagant&lt;/i&gt; vacations. (Tom and Shannon are you reading this?) Love you Spikey... snorts, chewing, hairball coughing and all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CoyZfuCpUB4/TbcvHVYWkoI/AAAAAAAAedg/G-8BOlfMwjI/s1600/Photo067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CoyZfuCpUB4/TbcvHVYWkoI/AAAAAAAAedg/G-8BOlfMwjI/s400/Photo067.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I didn't pick this zucchini in time! It grew way too big but I got some good advice from my mother-in-law and shredded it to use in zucchini bread. YUM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5NiyEnPpAwA/Tbd7Pxft-II/AAAAAAAAejM/10Md2TxeE8g/s1600/Photo124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5NiyEnPpAwA/Tbd7Pxft-II/AAAAAAAAejM/10Md2TxeE8g/s400/Photo124.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nutella Hot Chocolate from&amp;nbsp;Tutta Bella, Mmmmmmmm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OHZBIKEe33I/Tbd7Qp_ryII/AAAAAAAAejg/ZV-LgZiAYak/s1600/Photo136.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OHZBIKEe33I/Tbd7Qp_ryII/AAAAAAAAejg/ZV-LgZiAYak/s400/Photo136.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ben managed to find me a quilted 'snuggie' for Christmas! I LOVE it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hyh4m11m4Fw/Tbd7fSNkIeI/AAAAAAAAeks/FNDe5AZnkfs/s1600/Photo-0042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hyh4m11m4Fw/Tbd7fSNkIeI/AAAAAAAAeks/FNDe5AZnkfs/s400/Photo-0042.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Remember that time Ben beat me at Scrabble? Yeah, I don't either.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Good thing he documented it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ftdan1Wkx0/Tbd7ROcTXMI/AAAAAAAAejo/SFpW86Gy-EU/s1600/Photo149.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ftdan1Wkx0/Tbd7ROcTXMI/AAAAAAAAejo/SFpW86Gy-EU/s400/Photo149.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's 5 o'clock somewhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8l5MS8v8Sfw/TbcvJNWF7oI/AAAAAAAAedo/hFt_V2EpTWI/s1600/Photo079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8l5MS8v8Sfw/TbcvJNWF7oI/AAAAAAAAedo/hFt_V2EpTWI/s400/Photo079.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can't GO MISSING... or can you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dad &lt;a href="http://grammar.quickanddirtytips.com/went-missing.aspx"&gt;check this out&lt;/a&gt;... apparently we're wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine that. That &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIcCCEdh9Mg/Tbd7PxP7oBI/AAAAAAAAejQ/ifMkHCaF_Wo/s1600/Photo125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIcCCEdh9Mg/Tbd7PxP7oBI/AAAAAAAAejQ/ifMkHCaF_Wo/s400/Photo125.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Passion Pit concert!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B6oh3fyRAtg/Tbcu_oFahsI/AAAAAAAAelY/LnS5Jp5LRkc/s1600/13715266425.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B6oh3fyRAtg/Tbcu_oFahsI/AAAAAAAAelY/LnS5Jp5LRkc/s400/13715266425.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;April is Poetry Month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I saw this at Natalie's school and it made me LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PuhE9faSN4c/TbcvBVrH7HI/AAAAAAAAecw/i5UOOeKtXXA/s1600/Photo034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PuhE9faSN4c/TbcvBVrH7HI/AAAAAAAAecw/i5UOOeKtXXA/s400/Photo034.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First in line waiting for the Ballard bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Th' th' th' th' that's all folks! My phone's picture file is cleared out and ready for another year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-2663383079046744439?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/2663383079046744439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=2663383079046744439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2663383079046744439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2663383079046744439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/04/click-ii-continued.html' title='Click II continued...'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lm_KEnNCQI/TbcvNF6n3QI/AAAAAAAAed8/3nFuVA3gmcc/s72-c/Photo105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-4547147505035821682</id><published>2011-04-26T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T20:34:24.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Click II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The other day I noticed I had 117 photos on my phone and I decided it was time for another 'funny time capsul' post. &lt;a href="http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/03/click.html"&gt;Remember when we did this last time?&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was a little over a year ago, and as always it's been fun looking at all the photos I've taken with my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I vowed in the last post that I would try to capture more 'moments' rather than just cute kids. I didn't end up keeping to that promise. About 90% of the photos on my phone were are of the kids I nanny! I decided to include the majority of them in this post, because they are just so cute, and I thought their parents would enjoy seeing them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So without further ado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The kids:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lgodSD7h7hM/Tbd_dEGTpAI/AAAAAAAAelg/kkfp3kDaWW0/s1600/13715299338.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lgodSD7h7hM/Tbd_dEGTpAI/AAAAAAAAelg/kkfp3kDaWW0/s640/13715299338.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love the progression of these three photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iDhRzof1GBg/Tbcu_krMbqI/AAAAAAAAecg/PnQkaDAZMKQ/s1600/Photo015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iDhRzof1GBg/Tbcu_krMbqI/AAAAAAAAecg/PnQkaDAZMKQ/s400/Photo015.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think it gets much cuter than this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BkP0eGHxUYY/TbcvBt1QOwI/AAAAAAAAec0/Nlat1M7suJA/s1600/Photo038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BkP0eGHxUYY/TbcvBt1QOwI/AAAAAAAAec0/Nlat1M7suJA/s400/Photo038.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;William and I went to pick Andrew up at school one day last year. They were in the middle of mass when we arrived; William climbed on the pews and played with the kneeler. I didn't think he was paying much attention to the service until the end of the prayer when the priest said, "Amen" and William responded with a very loud "AMEN!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TrNB6UKZ2pQ/TbcvCZsMMCI/AAAAAAAAec4/-tVRHreZiiM/s1600/Photo041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TrNB6UKZ2pQ/TbcvCZsMMCI/AAAAAAAAec4/-tVRHreZiiM/s400/Photo041.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is a 'path' William made at the Gymnastics Gym; he insisted &lt;i&gt;everyone&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;take the path in order to get to the trampolines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bz4W_GKyM0Y/TbcvDojy6RI/AAAAAAAAec8/DCOWEJJY0Bc/s1600/Photo048.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bz4W_GKyM0Y/TbcvDojy6RI/AAAAAAAAec8/DCOWEJJY0Bc/s400/Photo048.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andrew at Archie McPhees!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jp9wTscMPAE/TbcvBPFZpfI/AAAAAAAAecs/RiwwUBLfXB4/s1600/Photo029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jp9wTscMPAE/TbcvBPFZpfI/AAAAAAAAecs/RiwwUBLfXB4/s400/Photo029.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These two best friends wore goggles one day to pick Natalie up at school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bFpSjn2Bh0s/TbcvD63NFuI/AAAAAAAAedA/gjv9y_Fo9NE/s1600/Photo044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bFpSjn2Bh0s/TbcvD63NFuI/AAAAAAAAedA/gjv9y_Fo9NE/s400/Photo044.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you can get out of those rings Nat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yFGL0e2oHBQ/TbcvKEm_ANI/AAAAAAAAeds/N0jMPtwEpoc/s1600/Photo081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yFGL0e2oHBQ/TbcvKEm_ANI/AAAAAAAAeds/N0jMPtwEpoc/s400/Photo081.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;William loves to read comic books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KVCvZ4MhvUY/TbcvLXkJycI/AAAAAAAAedw/QZY1T4-NoNU/s1600/Photo092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KVCvZ4MhvUY/TbcvLXkJycI/AAAAAAAAedw/QZY1T4-NoNU/s400/Photo092.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Natalie defying gravity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_J5YJN9bgnU/TbcvLZ75P0I/AAAAAAAAed0/GGyHLmunrYU/s1600/Photo091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_J5YJN9bgnU/TbcvLZ75P0I/AAAAAAAAed0/GGyHLmunrYU/s400/Photo091.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More tricks on the bars, I can remember spending my elementary recesses this way too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yowKj5Q-hXk/TbcvL4fmBWI/AAAAAAAAed4/Xl_S0o8HuFU/s1600/Photo097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yowKj5Q-hXk/TbcvL4fmBWI/AAAAAAAAed4/Xl_S0o8HuFU/s400/Photo097.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SCOOBY SNACKS! Such an amazing find for a Scooby fanatic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0BHV08FMto/TbcvNUp0zUI/AAAAAAAAeeA/sCfTAVQN2xA/s1600/Photo108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0BHV08FMto/TbcvNUp0zUI/AAAAAAAAeeA/sCfTAVQN2xA/s400/Photo108.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys at the Lego store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sjI3UvQvRlw/TbcvNk27B1I/AAAAAAAAeeE/t-8YsNcq9cM/s1600/Photo107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sjI3UvQvRlw/TbcvNk27B1I/AAAAAAAAeeE/t-8YsNcq9cM/s400/Photo107.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andrew expounding wisdom, to his young Jedi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tn40qZ5BwFQ/TbcvPA9sBtI/AAAAAAAAeeM/mPVw6f-ulU4/s1600/Photo121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tn40qZ5BwFQ/TbcvPA9sBtI/AAAAAAAAeeM/mPVw6f-ulU4/s400/Photo121.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I took this shot for my mom because she LOVES the Metropolitan Market. I thought she'd get a kick out of the newly remodeled grocery store at the Children's Museum, sponsored by MM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZAWIQA8Suc/TbcvPTKqDaI/AAAAAAAAeeQ/DqILMsjimXc/s1600/Photo114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZAWIQA8Suc/TbcvPTKqDaI/AAAAAAAAeeQ/DqILMsjimXc/s400/Photo114.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;William catching a big 'bug' during one of his Tot Treks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zSEVV_lQvhM/TbcvQq-_E9I/AAAAAAAAeeU/EYRfMaX4k9M/s1600/Photo122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zSEVV_lQvhM/TbcvQq-_E9I/AAAAAAAAeeU/EYRfMaX4k9M/s400/Photo122.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheeto fingers.... yuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6Yy5PRkfFXY/Tbd7PxrLuiI/AAAAAAAAejU/ZcBnik99bYI/s1600/Photo130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6Yy5PRkfFXY/Tbd7PxrLuiI/AAAAAAAAejU/ZcBnik99bYI/s400/Photo130.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas! Waiting to see Dasher the reindeer at Swanson's Nursery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEp8lM1SU74/Tbd7QQlbdzI/AAAAAAAAejY/DVaxMqTcHMA/s1600/Photo133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEp8lM1SU74/Tbd7QQlbdzI/AAAAAAAAejY/DVaxMqTcHMA/s400/Photo133.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging out at Barnes n' Noble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AYJFvDoyn3M/Tbd7QQfg2HI/AAAAAAAAejk/yvZWtajQ7oQ/s1600/Photo135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AYJFvDoyn3M/Tbd7QQfg2HI/AAAAAAAAejk/yvZWtajQ7oQ/s400/Photo135.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Book/Hot Chocolate Club at a local cafe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNrOhtoare4/Tbd7SNw5QAI/AAAAAAAAekA/a6mVlg-gVMM/s1600/Photo174.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNrOhtoare4/Tbd7SNw5QAI/AAAAAAAAekA/a6mVlg-gVMM/s400/Photo174.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The proud gymnast after receiving his first medal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bg6UR1fQS-c/Tbd7e1E31PI/AAAAAAAAekc/INfR3Vku1w8/s1600/Photo-0023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bg6UR1fQS-c/Tbd7e1E31PI/AAAAAAAAekc/INfR3Vku1w8/s400/Photo-0023.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;William showing Ben how to lick a 9V battery. WHAT!?!? Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fifty-Dangerous-Things-Should-Children/dp/0984296107"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H5iS-e8AKXc/Tbd7e6iwChI/AAAAAAAAekg/BFMApqIkpng/s1600/Photo-0021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H5iS-e8AKXc/Tbd7e6iwChI/AAAAAAAAekg/BFMApqIkpng/s400/Photo-0021.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Natalie at the zoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nyu3CXTDM4k/Tbd7fqIdL7I/AAAAAAAAekw/7BpnohFMims/s1600/Photo-0043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nyu3CXTDM4k/Tbd7fqIdL7I/AAAAAAAAekw/7BpnohFMims/s400/Photo-0043.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look into my eyes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rm5HU9BSwa8/Tbd7f7Qy1LI/AAAAAAAAek0/Nb_ELgcB9tY/s1600/Photo-0024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rm5HU9BSwa8/Tbd7f7Qy1LI/AAAAAAAAek0/Nb_ELgcB9tY/s400/Photo-0024.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute Turtle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOExv9lXMgI/Tbd7SyWGG9I/AAAAAAAAekQ/LaC-BiHzIyQ/s1600/Photo183.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOExv9lXMgI/Tbd7SyWGG9I/AAAAAAAAekQ/LaC-BiHzIyQ/s400/Photo183.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Natalie say: "sister Susie sittin' on a thistle!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7-RfBbu1mm0/Tbd7RVcExfI/AAAAAAAAejw/Wa0au1GS4xE/s1600/Photo152.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7-RfBbu1mm0/Tbd7RVcExfI/AAAAAAAAejw/Wa0au1GS4xE/s400/Photo152.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;William's &lt;i&gt;big &lt;/i&gt;best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vz3k0P-xVj0/Tbd903fxp4I/AAAAAAAAelE/Qnn1-Db_a-c/s1600/13715184372.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="502" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vz3k0P-xVj0/Tbd903fxp4I/AAAAAAAAelE/Qnn1-Db_a-c/s640/13715184372.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While going through my phone I realized I had quite a few photos of what look like 'food challenges' for William. William can, on occasion, pound down an abnormal amount of food... for his size. He also LOVES, LOVES, LOVES getting sub sandwiches. I used to split a foot long veggie sandwich with him but lately he's proven he can not only eat a 12'' on his own, he can sometimes go for more! I should also note that I am not talking any ordinary &lt;i&gt;plain&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;kids sub. He gets all the fixings including banana peppers, vinegar, olives, mustard and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fhMUvD96YNo/Tbd-VuB3NDI/AAAAAAAAelM/lul7yFveN2Q/s1600/13715215789.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fhMUvD96YNo/Tbd-VuB3NDI/AAAAAAAAelM/lul7yFveN2Q/s640/13715215789.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was astonished when William ate this whole sandwich that I had to document it. He told me he wanted to take a silly photo and one where it looked like he needed to barf. Nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;'Click' will continue tomorrow with photos more in the Mandy and Ben genre.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-4547147505035821682?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/4547147505035821682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=4547147505035821682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/4547147505035821682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/4547147505035821682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/04/click-ii.html' title='Click II'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lgodSD7h7hM/Tbd_dEGTpAI/AAAAAAAAelg/kkfp3kDaWW0/s72-c/13715299338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-3302631729191494372</id><published>2011-04-26T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T18:42:43.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wubbulous World of William</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F2fAkzDpsBk/Tbc4B5AmOzI/AAAAAAAAef8/W8ZScbSM7M0/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F2fAkzDpsBk/Tbc4B5AmOzI/AAAAAAAAef8/W8ZScbSM7M0/s640/DSC_0017.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not a day passes that I don't bust up laughing at this guy's quick wit and quirky humor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5U-F3CDbp24/Tbc4U3mRz-I/AAAAAAAAegQ/Js_bbnBEyJE/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5U-F3CDbp24/Tbc4U3mRz-I/AAAAAAAAegQ/Js_bbnBEyJE/s640/DSC_0024.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Check out what we've been up to lately!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m3tc32axkDc/Tbc3vDT8A9I/AAAAAAAAeiA/Sn0qa8QzGN4/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m3tc32axkDc/Tbc3vDT8A9I/AAAAAAAAeiA/Sn0qa8QzGN4/s640/DSC_0008.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I bought some magnetic letters for my fridge a little while ago and recently William and I have been 'making words' with them. I put two letters together like 'a and t' and then have William choose a beginning letter. My sister Bree said it was a great tactile way for kids to begin reading. He seems hesitant to read anything on his own quite yet, but he is definitely mastering his beginning sounds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_9YsRyWZt_U/Tbc3WQie5LI/AAAAAAAAehY/I0a-s2YZPac/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_9YsRyWZt_U/Tbc3WQie5LI/AAAAAAAAehY/I0a-s2YZPac/s640/DSC_0003.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;William prefers to make silly things out of the letters. Above is a 'letter-ature' of me. Ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FmXIUSTn72U/Tbc3YPOJ6JI/AAAAAAAAehQ/u6eQV7PmQwU/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FmXIUSTn72U/Tbc3YPOJ6JI/AAAAAAAAehQ/u6eQV7PmQwU/s640/DSC_0004.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Look it's a butterfly!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pJeJYeWq780/Tbc4BribyoI/AAAAAAAAeiM/3RNKHuhMjM0/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pJeJYeWq780/Tbc4BribyoI/AAAAAAAAeiM/3RNKHuhMjM0/s640/DSC_0009.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Peek-a-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGyN7WJ-wEM/Tbc4FUXS_BI/AAAAAAAAeig/HuoI9DVRkaw/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGyN7WJ-wEM/Tbc4FUXS_BI/AAAAAAAAeig/HuoI9DVRkaw/s640/DSC_0011.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;BOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezpGHtHGf_Q/Tbc3uml1HqI/AAAAAAAAehk/BJ-oat0inM0/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezpGHtHGf_Q/Tbc3uml1HqI/AAAAAAAAehk/BJ-oat0inM0/s640/DSC_0007.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is his mom and dad with a heart in between them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_4QMhn5wLCk/Tbc4hpni5oI/AAAAAAAAeiw/uAsrpFhG-qw/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_4QMhn5wLCk/Tbc4hpni5oI/AAAAAAAAeiw/uAsrpFhG-qw/s640/DSC_0032.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lastly, do you know your animal kingdom? I sure do... now. A couple weeks ago William and I went to the zoo with a group of friends that are also a part of his weekly Nature School. The leader of the group gave each kid a chart with categories for mammals, amphibians, reptiles, fish, birds and insects. The idea was to have the kids write down the animals they saw at the zoo and place them in the correct category.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I sure needed a refresher on the definitions for each kingdom. William LOVED talking about what kind of blood each kingdom had... that's just about the only thing he wanted to know. It was all about warm blood or cold blood. We decided to make our own chart at home; every couple of days I give Will a few more pictures of animals and have him place them in the correct categories. Most of the time he is right on... he only gets mixed up when I throw in a trick animal, like a Whale or a Dolphin. It's been fun to discover more about animals and why they belong where they belong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-3302631729191494372?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/3302631729191494372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=3302631729191494372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3302631729191494372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3302631729191494372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/04/wubbulous-world-of-william.html' title='The Wubbulous World of William'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F2fAkzDpsBk/Tbc4B5AmOzI/AAAAAAAAef8/W8ZScbSM7M0/s72-c/DSC_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-189509221673877652</id><published>2011-04-26T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T14:17:29.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inch by Inch - Row by Row</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yxx0x3QshlQ/TbcuyzTgTnI/AAAAAAAAee0/du8IiLeK8T8/s1600/13709407983.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yxx0x3QshlQ/TbcuyzTgTnI/AAAAAAAAee0/du8IiLeK8T8/s640/13709407983.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is our plot at the Picardo P-Patch. Lovely huh? This photo makes it seem a lot worse than it really is! A lot of gardeners use hay in the their plots to keep the weeds down. The person who had our plot last year must have ordered some hay because there was a big bail sitting in the middle of the plot all soaked and soggy. After some deliberation we (two friends, Sara &amp;amp; Jennifer, came and helped me prepare our plot for seeds and starts) decided to scatter the hay over the entire garden allowing it to dry out a bit. I've since gone back to the garden and contained it a bit more. I don't want to scatter it every where until our little vegetables greens start popping up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Along the far 'wall' of the garden plot raspberries were already established and growing. Sara helped me cut out the dead branches and tame the healthier ones, for a more promising crop later this July. Our plot also came with leeks, scallions, and potatoes! As we were turning over the dirt preparing it for the new seeds, it was fun seeing what we could discover beneath the soil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nbdPigz2HAs/TbcvS4-bQDI/AAAAAAAAefE/Oz16BBaO-sU/s1600/13709516784.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nbdPigz2HAs/TbcvS4-bQDI/AAAAAAAAefE/Oz16BBaO-sU/s640/13709516784.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During Natalie's Spring Break I asked if she'd like to visit the garden. She and William both were excited to go, and were big helpers while we were there. We spent about 4 hours planting seeds, pulling weeds and finding caterpillars, earth worms, millipedes, beetles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While we were clearing out the garden making room for the new vegetables I told Natalie that I thought my garden could use a fairy house. Natalie is an expert at building fairy houses. If you are not familiar with fairy houses, check this out: &lt;a href="http://www.fairyhouses.com/pictures/"&gt;Fairy Houses&lt;/a&gt;. Natalie is so creative utilizing whatever natural flowers, branches, bark, etc. she can find. Above is a picture of the house she made for our garden complete with a walk way and my favorite part a leaf 'rug' so the fairies can clean their feet before entering! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AWkanG4PhyQ/TbcvTRuzSHI/AAAAAAAAefM/P12uW4NDW9c/s1600/13709568404.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AWkanG4PhyQ/TbcvTRuzSHI/AAAAAAAAefM/P12uW4NDW9c/s640/13709568404.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had to include a pic of Will too! A big thanks to Natalie and William, and Sara and Jennifer for helping me get the garden off to a good start! Hopefully I'll be able to repay you with some tasty produce in a few weeks!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-189509221673877652?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/189509221673877652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=189509221673877652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/189509221673877652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/189509221673877652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/04/inch-by-inch-row-by-row.html' title='Inch by Inch - Row by Row'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yxx0x3QshlQ/TbcuyzTgTnI/AAAAAAAAee0/du8IiLeK8T8/s72-c/13709407983.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-5543721887781875455</id><published>2011-04-12T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T10:25:54.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on Mr. Sun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUoe86Ack4I/TaXb7UQ-MBI/AAAAAAAAeaw/bYPB4KvbloM/s1600/DSC_0407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUoe86Ack4I/TaXb7UQ-MBI/AAAAAAAAeaw/bYPB4KvbloM/s640/DSC_0407.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Lookin' good so far! :-) Now I'm just waiting for a little sun to shine down so I can go fill my plot with all my thriving starts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-5543721887781875455?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/5543721887781875455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=5543721887781875455' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/5543721887781875455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/5543721887781875455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/04/come-on-mr-sun.html' title='Come on Mr. Sun!'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUoe86Ack4I/TaXb7UQ-MBI/AAAAAAAAeaw/bYPB4KvbloM/s72-c/DSC_0407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-6330580138746084399</id><published>2011-04-12T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T11:01:54.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Grilled Cheese Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-msebjegC5fM/TaXkWag67nI/AAAAAAAAea4/GReMT6F9Oww/s1600/DSC_0405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-msebjegC5fM/TaXkWag67nI/AAAAAAAAea4/GReMT6F9Oww/s640/DSC_0405.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Made a great Red Pepper-Corn-Tomato Soup to go with our grilled cheese! Check out the recipe here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dinner-belles.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.dinner-belles.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-6330580138746084399?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/6330580138746084399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=6330580138746084399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6330580138746084399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6330580138746084399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/04/national-grilled-cheese-day.html' title='National Grilled Cheese Day!'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-msebjegC5fM/TaXkWag67nI/AAAAAAAAea4/GReMT6F9Oww/s72-c/DSC_0405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-8157981436656094768</id><published>2011-04-09T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T10:51:40.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring... Will it ever be here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1WApzzXjc/TZ--yQiqlGI/AAAAAAAAeao/xUJXb91eQ3U/s1600/Seeds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1WApzzXjc/TZ--yQiqlGI/AAAAAAAAeao/xUJXb91eQ3U/s640/Seeds.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whether spring is&amp;nbsp;here or not (snow/rain showers we got this week are not helping) I'm getting ready to plant a garden.&amp;nbsp;I have been on a waiting list to get a garden plot in one of the city's P-Patches for a little under a year now and recently got a notice that I have a plot in the Picardo P-Patch! I'm very excited to have a plot in Picardo because I have a friend who is an &lt;u&gt;expert&lt;/u&gt; gardener who also has a plot there and I intend to soak up as much green thumb wisdom as she can offer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've already started sowing seeds (geez I sound so gardener-esque) and am happy to report that a week later I see little green sprouts&amp;nbsp;popping up! So far so good! My Pop-pop (my mom's dad) was an expert gardener especially when it comes to roses, so I'm going to channel him while I'm gardening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To prove how green I am (and I mean &lt;em&gt;new,&lt;/em&gt; not environmentally&amp;nbsp;conscience, although I'm trying to be that too), when I opened the seed packets and began to put them in the dirt I couldn't believe how tiny they were. I called my expert gardening friend, Sara, and said, "are you &lt;em&gt;sure&lt;/em&gt; I'm only supposed to put &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; of these in each container?" I couldn't believe I would get a whole head of lettuce out of that tiny seed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2crJfekDOIc/TZ--0A6l3OI/AAAAAAAAeas/WFZiYMkvwRQ/s1600/Seeds2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2crJfekDOIc/TZ--0A6l3OI/AAAAAAAAeas/WFZiYMkvwRQ/s640/Seeds2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's to more sun and a successful gardening season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-8157981436656094768?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/8157981436656094768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=8157981436656094768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/8157981436656094768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/8157981436656094768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-will-it-every-be-here.html' title='Spring... Will it ever be here?'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1WApzzXjc/TZ--yQiqlGI/AAAAAAAAeao/xUJXb91eQ3U/s72-c/Seeds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-3717593080902262234</id><published>2011-04-08T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T22:31:29.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stratego</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3HCkWHiP6yM/TZ-zUP5Rb7I/AAAAAAAAeag/MXSoIklDlps/s1600/Will+and+Andrew.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3HCkWHiP6yM/TZ-zUP5Rb7I/AAAAAAAAeag/MXSoIklDlps/s640/Will+and+Andrew.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A couple weeks ago Andrew had a few days off from school and spent his days with William and me. William was over the moon excited to have his 'best friend' back, in fact the first day we never left the house, they played and played and played all day long. (Only taking breaks for lunch and to go get Natalie at school.) The second day, after we dropped Natalie off at school, we went by my house to play with the army guys Ben and I have recently acquired. Ben requested a few months ago that we drop by a Toys R Us and pick up a cheap bucket of army guys, assuring me they would be a bit hit with William. Ben recounted numerous childhood memories of setting up scenes all around his parents house and spending hours playing with the troops. (Funny I'm the only&amp;nbsp;daughter in my family&amp;nbsp;NOT married to an 'army guy' now...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The troops are a big hit with William, I occasionally find a battle scene on one of our bookshelves or in a corner long after we thought we cleaned everything up. William has even made up a game including dice. Here are the rules:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Roll a 1 = You take out 1 of your opponents guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Roll a 2 = You take out 2 of your opponents guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Roll a 3 = You take out 3 of your opponents guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Roll a 4 = You take out 4 of your opponents guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Roll a 5 = You take out one of their&amp;nbsp;larger weapons&amp;nbsp;(a tank, helicopter, jet, cannon etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Roll a 6 = You die, your weapon has back fired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the boys played army guys for a while I brought out one of my favorite battle games. Stratego. I played many many many a game of Stratego with the first boy I nannied, Sam, 10-ish years ago. Sam and I would get very competitive playing Stratego, I can remember being legitimately upset if I lost too many games in a row. I first discovered my passion for winning board games while playing a round with Sam. Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stratego is a lot like battle ship, each player gets 40 pieces representing an individual officer/soldier in an army, along with bombs&amp;nbsp;to take out ones opponent and one flag that you need to protect the entire game. When you choose to 'attack' your opponent your officer/soldier needs to be a higher rank than the one you are attacking in order to 'win' the battle. Who ever 'captures' or finds his opponents flag first wins the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After I explained the directions to the boys I told them to set up their pieces on the board, it was very interesting to me to see their strategies. William, probably mostly due to his age, only retained the part that he needed to protect his&amp;nbsp;flag&amp;nbsp;so he surrounded it with bombs and then just put his guys out in random order all over the board.&amp;nbsp;Andrew apparently goes&amp;nbsp;big or goes home.&amp;nbsp;He placed all his high ranking guys at the very front of the board intending to wipe&amp;nbsp;out all of William's guys from the very start. At the very beginning of the game Andrew's&amp;nbsp;strategy seemed to be working and&amp;nbsp;William was getting very&amp;nbsp;discouraged, his entire battalion was nearly wiped out. Then&amp;nbsp;when Andrew honed in on the clustered of bombs that was&amp;nbsp;protecting William's flag&amp;nbsp;all his top ranking guys&amp;nbsp;got blown away. Allowing William to easily 'walk' over to the other side and capture Andrew's&amp;nbsp;flag because&amp;nbsp;Andrew only had Scouts (the lowest ranking soldier&amp;nbsp;in the game) left to defend his flag. William ended up walking away with the win, but Andrew and I were able to spend a few minutes after the game talking strategy for the next time we play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-3717593080902262234?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/3717593080902262234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=3717593080902262234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3717593080902262234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3717593080902262234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/04/stratego.html' title='Stratego'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3HCkWHiP6yM/TZ-zUP5Rb7I/AAAAAAAAeag/MXSoIklDlps/s72-c/Will+and+Andrew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-4032471734796100452</id><published>2011-04-02T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T20:43:56.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you haven't heard &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CD2LRROpph0&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;Rebecca Black's &lt;em&gt;Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then you're lucky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Black's song is like a bad prank because it can get stuck in your head on constant repeat. With some songs that's not a bad thing but when the song's lyrics are as flat as:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7am, waking up in the morning &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seein’ everything, the time is goin’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kickin’ in the front seat &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sittin’ in the back seat &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotta make my mind up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which seat can I take?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it can&amp;nbsp;get pretty irritating singing it over and&amp;nbsp;over again...&amp;nbsp;especially because it's&amp;nbsp;unintentional. Rebecca Black's song didn't start out&amp;nbsp;on the radio it was originally&amp;nbsp;only on&amp;nbsp;YouTube but after gaining more than 77,000,000 hits it's now available to buy on&amp;nbsp;iTunes. The ironic thing is its popularity isn't because it's a good song it's because it's bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night on&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Late Night&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;Jimmy Fallon,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;Fallon explained that Stephen Colbert had lost a bet and would now perform the infamous song: &lt;em&gt;Friday. &lt;/em&gt;Watch the video for explanation of the bet and for an epic performance of the worst song of 2011... so far...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="288" width="512"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/UNPzs8_2ouqvw-XejuRGKw/626/1076"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/UNPzs8_2ouqvw-XejuRGKw/626/1076" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  width="512" height="288" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-4032471734796100452?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/4032471734796100452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=4032471734796100452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/4032471734796100452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/4032471734796100452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-friday-friday-gotta-get-down-on.html' title='It&apos;s Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday...'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-6839763552954159653</id><published>2011-03-16T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T09:50:54.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Look Alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I said I wasn't going to watch it... but it has sucked me in. &lt;em&gt;American Idol&lt;/em&gt; is back with two new judges and secretly I'm kind of liking it. It probably helps that &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; year they have the &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt; talent &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt;! Don't that promote that every year? There are a few people I'm rooting for, I don't necessarily know how they'll break out into the real music industry; but for what AI is (a singing competition) I find myself excited over a few. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last year we made a &lt;a href="http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/03/introducing-your-top-24.html"&gt;Top 24 Look Alike&lt;/a&gt; list (while staying up way too late with friends), I'm a little late for the Top 24 but as of right now I can do a Top 12. Thanks in advance for putting up with my silliness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XTPekPJCa_4/TYGf90S34_I/AAAAAAAAeX4/USJdh2pMP7k/s1600/DJ+Tanner+right" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XTPekPJCa_4/TYGf90S34_I/AAAAAAAAeX4/USJdh2pMP7k/s640/DJ+Tanner+right" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lauren got the look alike conversation going when Ben said, "she looks like DJ Tanner!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-PyKIlJEmOb0/TYGgN0Q39JI/AAAAAAAAeYA/EkzucFbT9Mk/s1600/Joey+Tribiani" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-PyKIlJEmOb0/TYGgN0Q39JI/AAAAAAAAeYA/EkzucFbT9Mk/s640/Joey+Tribiani" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;No wonder I love Stefano, he reminds me of my favorite &lt;em&gt;Friend&lt;/em&gt; Joey Tribbiani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-F3VshFWIh_E/TYGgfuBiaZI/AAAAAAAAeYI/1odWelfHqxY/s1600/Jacob+Lusk" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-F3VshFWIh_E/TYGgfuBiaZI/AAAAAAAAeYI/1odWelfHqxY/s640/Jacob+Lusk" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jacob's channelling something, we think it's 80's icon Grace Jones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2jB7irxct2E/TYGf0QuqwsI/AAAAAAAAeXw/kWbWpINs6gc/s1600/Fozzy+Bear" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2jB7irxct2E/TYGf0QuqwsI/AAAAAAAAeXw/kWbWpINs6gc/s640/Fozzy+Bear" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It wouldn't be an AI look alike list without a Muppet. Our Muppet last year took home the prize... will Casey? Wocka Wocka Wocka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bLbatReWwt8/TYGhDL-EMEI/AAAAAAAAeYU/DE0jqzzMLuY/s1600/Aaron+Paul" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bLbatReWwt8/TYGhDL-EMEI/AAAAAAAAeYU/DE0jqzzMLuY/s640/Aaron+Paul" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I really like you Paul - I hope you make better choices than our friend &lt;a href="http://www.amctv.com/originals/breakingbad/"&gt;Jesse Pinkman&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RO6pb-J-8lo/TYGhegB-3iI/AAAAAAAAeYk/3IRly9rP7aw/s1600/Erykah+Badu" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RO6pb-J-8lo/TYGhegB-3iI/AAAAAAAAeYk/3IRly9rP7aw/s640/Erykah+Badu" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Does Naima really look like Erykah Badu or just wish she was her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FOYGrWbPhZ8/TYGhreHW33I/AAAAAAAAeYs/9P4VnDuCIlw/s1600/Tina" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FOYGrWbPhZ8/TYGhreHW33I/AAAAAAAAeYs/9P4VnDuCIlw/s640/Tina" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Look out Tina... we think Thia Megia could replace you and the WHOLE cast of &lt;em&gt;Glee&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Ask me what I really think of &lt;em&gt;Glee &lt;/em&gt;Season 2.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xIQj2Rd2Kqw/TYGh28gznfI/AAAAAAAAeZA/7FSS6OZaIPQ/s1600/Kardashian" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xIQj2Rd2Kqw/TYGh28gznfI/AAAAAAAAeZA/7FSS6OZaIPQ/s640/Kardashian" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;For Pia I just google Kardashian... doesn't she look like she could fit right in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-S8ugvoP_dQU/TYGiCP_ws6I/AAAAAAAAeZI/lY0yaW6cloY/s1600/Mira" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-S8ugvoP_dQU/TYGiCP_ws6I/AAAAAAAAeZI/lY0yaW6cloY/s640/Mira" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Haley looks like she's going back to &lt;em&gt;Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HUhdQCzk8Mc/TYGib3Od27I/AAAAAAAAeZY/FyfXNTo_8Rc/s1600/Malcolm+in+the+Middle" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HUhdQCzk8Mc/TYGib3Od27I/AAAAAAAAeZY/FyfXNTo_8Rc/s640/Malcolm+in+the+Middle" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Scotty&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;in the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Middle&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Gbo6EZGvHzw/TYGiRCqNTKI/AAAAAAAAeZQ/RT8RZPG2OCg/s1600/JLo" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Gbo6EZGvHzw/TYGiRCqNTKI/AAAAAAAAeZQ/RT8RZPG2OCg/s640/JLo" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿We didn't haven't to look too far for Karen's look alike, sitting right at the judges table Ms. Lopez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-B2ZveujtWJ8/TYGoGaxvnpI/AAAAAAAAeZo/B003cMlErAI/s1600/Ryan+Hurst" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-B2ZveujtWJ8/TYGoGaxvnpI/AAAAAAAAeZo/B003cMlErAI/s640/Ryan+Hurst" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;James, your ears remind us of Ryan Hurst from &lt;em&gt;Remember the Titans.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Did we get them right? Tell us your American Idol Look Alikes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-6839763552954159653?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/6839763552954159653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=6839763552954159653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6839763552954159653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6839763552954159653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/03/american-idol-look-alikes.html' title='American Idol Look Alikes'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XTPekPJCa_4/TYGf90S34_I/AAAAAAAAeX4/USJdh2pMP7k/s72-c/DJ+Tanner+right' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-9030379918275773219</id><published>2011-03-16T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:29:02.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Lucky?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dYk7DtnVsVI/TYEf9NyMqjI/AAAAAAAAeW8/HYECrI2bp5Y/s1600/DSCN2256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dYk7DtnVsVI/TYEf9NyMqjI/AAAAAAAAeW8/HYECrI2bp5Y/s640/DSCN2256.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday William and I made some "Lucky Leprechaun" rainbow cupcakes. William has been playing a virtual baking game on his parents iPhone lately so he talks a lot about baking. I discovered this colorful recipe online and made it simple enough for a 4 year old to read. I told him he was the chef, and his was in charge so he needed to put me to work. He loved ordering me around the kitchen! He would 'read' how many eggs we needed, how much water and oil. Then we mixed the batter and had to pour it in six small bowls. Next he 'read' how many drops of food coloring we needed to make all six colors. Not only did we end up having a lesson on following instructions we also ended up talking about the color wheel. He couldn't BELIEVE that when you mixed red and blue you got purple. That was "AWESOME!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JXNMofjtDpk/TYEfOFqmvjI/AAAAAAAAeQg/jAi6573lmbk/s1600/DSCN2252.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JXNMofjtDpk/TYEfOFqmvjI/AAAAAAAAeQg/jAi6573lmbk/s640/DSCN2252.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Proud Chef William&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vfyZRVL8r_8/TYEgIvQL0QI/AAAAAAAAeVI/EAusZUJIT44/s1600/DSCN2257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vfyZRVL8r_8/TYEgIvQL0QI/AAAAAAAAeVI/EAusZUJIT44/s640/DSCN2257.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After we layered all six colors in the muffin pan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6YRat9-KhlU/TYEgqRkBbTI/AAAAAAAAeVY/4n5OwFUp7gI/s1600/DSCN2260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6YRat9-KhlU/TYEgqRkBbTI/AAAAAAAAeVY/4n5OwFUp7gI/s320/DSCN2260.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DQPNBBF_y6c/TYEgpnCYWfI/AAAAAAAAeVM/YL6otMh5xJA/s1600/DSCN2259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DQPNBBF_y6c/TYEgpnCYWfI/AAAAAAAAeVM/YL6otMh5xJA/s320/DSCN2259.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They turned out so big (as I was filling the pan with all six layers I added too much batter, making the cupcakes rise to gigantic levels) we decided a half a cupcake would be plenty. The cool thing about eating a half was when you cut into it you can see the layers that much more vividly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5BsvIYE1W9A/TYEg4AYF79I/AAAAAAAAeVg/Qsxv4EaufIU/s1600/DSCN2262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5BsvIYE1W9A/TYEg4AYF79I/AAAAAAAAeVg/Qsxv4EaufIU/s640/DSCN2262.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;William thinking, I could go for another half!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8jvJIfJ14sA/TYEhUktzRCI/AAAAAAAAeVo/MLmr75RlyUI/s1600/DSCN2269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8jvJIfJ14sA/TYEhUktzRCI/AAAAAAAAeVo/MLmr75RlyUI/s640/DSCN2269.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy St. Patrick's Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll post the recipe on &lt;a href="http://www.dinner-belles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dinner-Belles&lt;/a&gt; later tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-9030379918275773219?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/9030379918275773219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=9030379918275773219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/9030379918275773219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/9030379918275773219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/03/feeling-lucky.html' title='Feeling Lucky?'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dYk7DtnVsVI/TYEf9NyMqjI/AAAAAAAAeW8/HYECrI2bp5Y/s72-c/DSCN2256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-211224035675105792</id><published>2011-03-12T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T17:38:00.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar Party 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-k9bHVGvz9vU/TXq9xD2jxlI/AAAAAAAAePc/tI_XygjqUDs/s1600/DSC_2869.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-k9bHVGvz9vU/TXq9xD2jxlI/AAAAAAAAePc/tI_XygjqUDs/s640/DSC_2869.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a fun Oscar Party a few weekends ago! I had actually seen quite a few of the Best Picture nominees making the awards a bit more fun to watch. We had my family and some friends over for the show.&amp;nbsp;Everyone brought their favorite appetizer, making a delicious appetizer&amp;nbsp;dinner. We had quite the impressive spread: pigs n' a blanket, hummus and pita, steak bites, &lt;a href="http://dinner-belles.blogspot.com/2011/03/jello-punch.html"&gt;jello punch&lt;/a&gt;, shrimp ceviche, veggies and tzatziki sauce, chipotle roasted and rosemary roasted nuts, and shrimp-cumin&amp;nbsp;salsa dip. Few. That's a lot of food, no&amp;nbsp;wonder I was stuffed!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9Z64ZoFIrgE/TXq9paOSzhI/AAAAAAAAeP0/whuAOyPBsh0/s1600/DSC_2867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9Z64ZoFIrgE/TXq9paOSzhI/AAAAAAAAeP0/whuAOyPBsh0/s640/DSC_2867.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I decided to have a little fun with the decorations and had 'posters' for all the Best Pictures. I also had fun weaving film around one of my serving stands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HV3V1c7Ec7s/TXq9OiyjePI/AAAAAAAAePs/nrBCGGp9-ww/s1600/DSC_2860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HV3V1c7Ec7s/TXq9OiyjePI/AAAAAAAAePs/nrBCGGp9-ww/s640/DSC_2860.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We made the night a little more interesting by placing our own ballots with our best guesses for the nights&amp;nbsp;winners. My mom and Ben took home the first place prize... earning first choice from our take home movie candy pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-211224035675105792?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/211224035675105792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=211224035675105792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/211224035675105792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/211224035675105792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/03/oscar-party-2011.html' title='Oscar Party 2011'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-k9bHVGvz9vU/TXq9xD2jxlI/AAAAAAAAePc/tI_XygjqUDs/s72-c/DSC_2869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-3870927305932098094</id><published>2011-03-11T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T17:31:46.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Benbuster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-OLZLxwa4pUc/TXq9OuvJIdI/AAAAAAAAeO8/vXKFJuraQz4/s1600/DSC_2859.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-OLZLxwa4pUc/TXq9OuvJIdI/AAAAAAAAeO8/vXKFJuraQz4/s640/DSC_2859.JPG" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I few weeks ago I convinced Ben we no longer needed his DVD player that he has been toting around since March of 2000. We've since acquired a 5 disc CD/DVD player and a Blu-ray player.&amp;nbsp;I'm always bothered by the amount of cords smashed behind our&amp;nbsp;TV set, feeling like at any moment&amp;nbsp;they could spark and start a&amp;nbsp;fire. So with that in mind I was trying to get&amp;nbsp;rid of one&amp;nbsp;device and one cord.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ben was quite fond of the DVD player always looking past it's faults... the paused function no longer worked, the batteries in the remote&amp;nbsp;would always fall out (because the back was missing), and the DVD drawer would open and close so erratically it was like a game trying to put a DVD in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ben can tell me practically the exact day he got the player. His family was living in a hotel while their house was being repaired from major water damage.&amp;nbsp;He finally saved up enough money and walked from the hotel (about 2 miles) to Ultimate Electronics&amp;nbsp;and picked up a DVD player. Ben had been waiting to dive into the world of&amp;nbsp;"special features" and wide screen films for quite sometime. He would spend&amp;nbsp;afternoons in&amp;nbsp;Media Play&amp;nbsp;reading the backs of DVD's&amp;nbsp;memorizing&amp;nbsp;all the director commentaries, deleted scenes, and making-of featurettes&amp;nbsp;he&amp;nbsp;eventually wanted to watch. He recalls he spent over $200 on the player, immediately walked back to the hotel, hooked it up and watched&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;The Sixth Sense&lt;/em&gt; along with all it's special features.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wasn't going to post the silly photo I took of Ben with his first DVD player, but this afternoon we were home and Ben was reading me an article about the future of &lt;a href="http://blog.moviefone.com/2011/03/11/blockbuster-sale/"&gt;Blockbuster&lt;/a&gt;. He started to reminisce of the exciting Friday evenings spent pulling up to Blockbuster, running in, hoping they had the newest releases, going through the 'recently returned bins', driving to different locations in hopes getting the movie&amp;nbsp;he wanted. Ben remembers the first time he was ever in a Blockbuster. He was out running errands with his dad and asked if they could go see what the store was all about. To Ben's delight his dad signed up for a membership and he was allowed to rent&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;The Empire Strikes Back. &lt;/em&gt;Weekends were never the same for Ben.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I've posted countless times about Ben's love for movies... he got his degree in loving movies! Movies really are a daily part of his life. I love that about him, I feel it makes him a very interesting, sometimes funny, sometimes strange (in a good way) person to talk to. Ha! He said, if 2011 Ben told 1989 Ben, that one day the Blockbuster's that dotted his city would all be gone he would never believe it. That being said Ben and I&amp;nbsp;have definitely contributed to their downfall. Our hearts belong to Netflix... for now... but I wonder if in 10-20-ish years Ben will be reading me an article about the downfall of Netflix and we'll be unplugging our Blu-ray player making&amp;nbsp;room for something new?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-3870927305932098094?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/3870927305932098094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=3870927305932098094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3870927305932098094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3870927305932098094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/03/benbuster.html' title='Benbuster'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-OLZLxwa4pUc/TXq9OuvJIdI/AAAAAAAAeO8/vXKFJuraQz4/s72-c/DSC_2859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-4687784587300847139</id><published>2011-03-07T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T16:37:41.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Albums of the Year (BELATED)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After watching last&amp;nbsp;month's&amp;nbsp;painfully long Grammy telecast (research for my trivia league), I was reminded that I never compiled a list of my favorite albums of last year. I was happy to see that my favorite album of the year, Arcade Fire's &lt;em&gt;The Suburbs,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;took home the top prize (although&amp;nbsp;I still don't understand the difference between "Record of the Year" and "Album of the Year"). I&amp;nbsp;decided to&amp;nbsp;whip&amp;nbsp;up a quick list of some&amp;nbsp;of my favorite albums from 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On many fronts, last year was pretty lame for me and Mames. The&amp;nbsp;year was filled with curve balls and speed bumps.&amp;nbsp;However, in terms of music, 2010 was very strong. Good tunes helped the year&amp;nbsp;go by quickly.&amp;nbsp;It was pretty hard to narrow down a list of my 25 favorite albums because there was so much I liked. Old standbys like Neil Young, Tom Petty and Johnny Cash were put aside for&amp;nbsp;albums by newcomers like Local Natives and Sleigh Bells.&amp;nbsp;There are a handful of records I never had the chance to hear (The Roots, Belle and Sebastian, ﻿Deerhunter, Jamey Johnson etc.) and tons of albums I liked but didn't make the cut. Narrowing a list down to 25 wasn't easy but I think I'm happy with my picks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Note:] Mandy has been asking me to do this post for sometime now and for whatever reason (laziness) it took me forever to get around to it. I feel badly that I have&amp;nbsp;been putting it off so I decided to write the post today.&amp;nbsp;I spent a good chunk of my day coming up with witty and insightful&amp;nbsp;remarks (and a little trivia)&amp;nbsp;about each album as well as songs to recommend. When I hit post a message popped up that said "An&amp;nbsp;error has occurred blah blah blah unable to process your request." I somehow managed to delete four hours worth of work with the push of a button. I thought this program automatically saves but nothing but the first two paragraphs of the post and the pictures of the album covers saved. I then spent more time Googling how to recover lost blog posts but no dice. So because I don't have much time left,&amp;nbsp;I will spare you my commentary&amp;nbsp;and just leave you with a list of my favorite tunes of 2010. Better luck next year&amp;nbsp;I hope.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhPPyVxcMI/AAAAAAAAeBs/O6YaOfTQngU/s1600/Arcade-Fire-The-Suburbs.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="395" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhPPyVxcMI/AAAAAAAAeBs/O6YaOfTQngU/s400/Arcade-Fire-The-Suburbs.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Suburbs&lt;/em&gt; - Arcade Fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out: "Sprawl II" and&amp;nbsp;"We Used to Wait" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhPQVh6UJI/AAAAAAAAeBw/GvYaZmtqBZ8/s1600/gaslight-anthem-american-slang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="362" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhPQVh6UJI/AAAAAAAAeBw/GvYaZmtqBZ8/s400/gaslight-anthem-american-slang.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;American Slang&lt;/em&gt; - The Gaslight Anthem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out: "The Spirit of Jazz" and "Bring it On"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhPQZdihJI/AAAAAAAAeB0/b2M6-y_jte4/s1600/vampire-weekend-640x634.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="396" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhPQZdihJI/AAAAAAAAeB0/b2M6-y_jte4/s400/vampire-weekend-640x634.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contra - Vampire Weekend&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Giving Up the Gun" and "Cousins"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhPQjlHzTI/AAAAAAAAeB4/g9CZTnsm2Aw/s1600/Black_Keys_Brothers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhPQjlHzTI/AAAAAAAAeB4/g9CZTnsm2Aw/s400/Black_Keys_Brothers.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brothers - The Black Keys&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Tighten Up" and "Never Gonna Give You Up"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhPQqnp5cI/AAAAAAAAeB8/dlEyyetPgFI/s1600/beachhouseteendream2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhPQqnp5cI/AAAAAAAAeB8/dlEyyetPgFI/s400/beachhouseteendream2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teen Dream - Beach House&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Silver Soul" and "Walk in the Park"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhQ1sSj61I/AAAAAAAAeCI/MZdz4uNtha8/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="372" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhQ1sSj61I/AAAAAAAAeCI/MZdz4uNtha8/s400/untitled.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgiveness Rock Record - Broken Social Scene&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Texico" and "Sweetest Kill"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhQ1zH8uEI/AAAAAAAAeCM/VD26pzx5s-Q/s1600/LCD-Soundsystem-This-Is-Happening.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhQ1zH8uEI/AAAAAAAAeCM/VD26pzx5s-Q/s400/LCD-Soundsystem-This-Is-Happening.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is Happening - LCD Soundsystem&lt;br /&gt;Check out "Dance Yrself Clean" and "I Can Change"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhQ2XLc05I/AAAAAAAAeCQ/oek733dX0Sk/s1600/the-national-high-violet-front-cover-art.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhQ2XLc05I/AAAAAAAAeCQ/oek733dX0Sk/s400/the-national-high-violet-front-cover-art.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;High Violet - The National&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Sorrow" and "Bloodbuzz Ohio"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhQ2YW4s4I/AAAAAAAAeCU/Gu0RbjUpxt8/s1600/kanye-west-my-beautiful-dark-twisted-fantasy-cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhQ2YW4s4I/AAAAAAAAeCU/Gu0RbjUpxt8/s400/kanye-west-my-beautiful-dark-twisted-fantasy-cover.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy - Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "All of the Lights" and "Runaway"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhS-cOyR9I/AAAAAAAAeC8/SS_1H0tKtEw/s1600/drive-by-truckers-the-big-to-do.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="396" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhS-cOyR9I/AAAAAAAAeC8/SS_1H0tKtEw/s400/drive-by-truckers-the-big-to-do.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Big To-Do - Drive-By Truckers&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Daddy Learned to Fly" and "Birthday Boy"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhQ2i4rcWI/AAAAAAAAeCY/_B1lqTuZe24/s1600/l1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhQ2i4rcWI/AAAAAAAAeCY/_B1lqTuZe24/s400/l1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Body Talk (Trilogy) - Robyn&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Dancing On My Own" and "Time Machine"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhSWs1_ysI/AAAAAAAAeCk/avn09ynAyXo/s1600/She-Him-Volume-Two.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhSWs1_ysI/AAAAAAAAeCk/avn09ynAyXo/s400/She-Him-Volume-Two.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Volume Two - She &amp;amp; Him&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Don't Look Back" and Ridin' In My Car"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhSW5YoaBI/AAAAAAAAeCo/iM_TRvax-s0/s1600/spoon-transference-aa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhSW5YoaBI/AAAAAAAAeCo/iM_TRvax-s0/s400/spoon-transference-aa.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transference - Spoon&lt;br /&gt;Check out:&amp;nbsp;"Out Go The Lights" and "Nobody Gets Me But You"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhSW5O5VnI/AAAAAAAAeCs/o8Gy2YwjU0o/s1600/az_13393_So%252520Runs%252520the%252520World%252520Away_Josh%252520Ritter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhSW5O5VnI/AAAAAAAAeCs/o8Gy2YwjU0o/s400/az_13393_So%252520Runs%252520the%252520World%252520Away_Josh%252520Ritter.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So Runs the World Away - Josh Ritter&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Change of Time" and "Lantern"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhSXAxGz-I/AAAAAAAAeCw/UqHtvy5pAmc/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhSXAxGz-I/AAAAAAAAeCw/UqHtvy5pAmc/s400/untitled.bmp" width="397" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subiza - Delorean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out: "Stay Close" and "Simple Graces"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhSXa5Pv3I/AAAAAAAAeC0/TeRPvMuJU7c/s1600/Girl-Talk-All-Day-20101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhSXa5Pv3I/AAAAAAAAeC0/TeRPvMuJU7c/s400/Girl-Talk-All-Day-20101.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All Day - Girl Talk&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Let It Out" and "Down For the Count"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhUiPvJYAI/AAAAAAAAeDM/bA9_jKNv8IA/s1600/gorillaz-plastic-beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhUiPvJYAI/AAAAAAAAeDM/bA9_jKNv8IA/s400/gorillaz-plastic-beach.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plastic Beach - Gorillaz&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Some Kind of Nature" and "On Melancholy Hill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhUiHyDdYI/AAAAAAAAeDQ/qL-J8U1_bn8/s1600/sleighbells-treats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhUiHyDdYI/AAAAAAAAeDQ/qL-J8U1_bn8/s400/sleighbells-treats.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Treats - Sleigh Bells&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Tell 'Em" and "Rill Rill"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhUiXKGXzI/AAAAAAAAeDU/koKxaZ929GY/s1600/Titus-Andronicus-The-Monitor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhUiXKGXzI/AAAAAAAAeDU/koKxaZ929GY/s400/Titus-Andronicus-The-Monitor.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Monitor - Titus Andronicus&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "No Future Part Three: Escape from No Future" and "Theme from 'Cheers'"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhUiaXRb_I/AAAAAAAAeDY/tg6wO48UnhU/s1600/localnatives-600x600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhUiaXRb_I/AAAAAAAAeDY/tg6wO48UnhU/s400/localnatives-600x600.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gorilla Manor - Local Natives&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Wide Eyes" and "Who Knows Who Cares"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhUijHhLMI/AAAAAAAAeDc/OGSfAt9SBeE/s1600/Janelle-Monae_archandroid_cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhUijHhLMI/AAAAAAAAeDc/OGSfAt9SBeE/s400/Janelle-Monae_archandroid_cover.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ArchAndroid - Janelle Monae&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Cold War" and "Tightrope"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhWCVPZXoI/AAAAAAAAeDs/OMZO9N7rSEA/s1600/wavves_-_king_of_the_beach-600x600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhWCVPZXoI/AAAAAAAAeDs/OMZO9N7rSEA/s400/wavves_-_king_of_the_beach-600x600.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;King of the Beach - Wavves&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Linus Spacehead" and "Baby Say Goodbye"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhWCvx46iI/AAAAAAAAeDw/bSlaAD8iUnI/s1600/41JCacRCLCL__SS500_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhWCvx46iI/AAAAAAAAeDw/bSlaAD8iUnI/s400/41JCacRCLCL__SS500_.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relayted - Gayngs&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "Cry" and "Faded High"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhWCg3cBUI/AAAAAAAAeD0/XWnVRGHn2-I/s1600/Hot-Chip-One-Life-Stand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhWCg3cBUI/AAAAAAAAeD0/XWnVRGHn2-I/s400/Hot-Chip-One-Life-Stand.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One Life Stand - Hot Chip&lt;br /&gt;Check out: "One Life Stand" and "Alley Cats"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhWC-gLXjI/AAAAAAAAeD4/rFAKN5r0Zvo/s1600/Band_Of_Horses_Infinite_Arms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhWC-gLXjI/AAAAAAAAeD4/rFAKN5r0Zvo/s400/Band_Of_Horses_Infinite_Arms.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Infinite Arms - Band of Horses﻿&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out: "Laredo" and "NW Apt."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-4687784587300847139?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/4687784587300847139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=4687784587300847139' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/4687784587300847139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/4687784587300847139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/03/2010-albums-of-year-belated.html' title='2010 Albums of the Year (BELATED)'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhPPyVxcMI/AAAAAAAAeBs/O6YaOfTQngU/s72-c/Arcade-Fire-The-Suburbs.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-3705375928337208679</id><published>2011-03-04T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T19:43:44.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Director Study: Coen Brother's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the things I miss most about school&amp;nbsp;is all of the films I was able to watch as "research" for papers and projects. Now that I am out of school I still watch plenty of movies but I have to create my own projects. When I heard that the Joel and Ethan Coen Brothers would be releasing their 15th film &lt;em&gt;True Grit&lt;/em&gt; at the end of the year I challenged myself to watch all the previous fourteen Coen films. Of the 14 I had previously seen 9 but decided to watch all&amp;nbsp;of them in order to&amp;nbsp;prepare me&amp;nbsp;for &lt;em&gt;True Grit&lt;/em&gt;. I&amp;nbsp;am happy (or perhaps embarrassed) to report that I was successful in seeing all of them and caught&amp;nbsp;a screening of &lt;em&gt;True&amp;nbsp;Grit&lt;/em&gt; on New Years&amp;nbsp;Eve, making 2010 the Year of the Coen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Last month there was&amp;nbsp;an article&amp;nbsp;in the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/movies/2013843113_coens05.html"&gt;Washington Post&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;written by&amp;nbsp;film critic Ann Hornaday where she ranked her favorite Coen&amp;nbsp;films. Her article started a huge storm of comments from people claiming that they thought certain movies should have been ranked higher or lower.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Since&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;grade every&amp;nbsp;movie&amp;nbsp;I watch throughout the year I decided to share my order and brief opinion of each&amp;nbsp;Coen Brother film.&amp;nbsp;If anyone wants&amp;nbsp;a more in depth&amp;nbsp;diatribe (who would?)&amp;nbsp;on these films let me know, I'd be happy to fully opine. I understand that their taste is not for everyone but for me their pictures are about as&amp;nbsp;good as it gets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZ6l1UczI/AAAAAAAAeEg/EHDggt7ULto/s1600/Fargo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZ6l1UczI/AAAAAAAAeEg/EHDggt7ULto/s400/Fargo.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;# 1 &lt;em&gt;Fargo&lt;/em&gt; (1996): A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The Coen's "homespun murder story", Fargo,﻿ is&amp;nbsp;absolutely&amp;nbsp;my favorite of their 15 films. The opening credits, complete with Carter Burwell's score,&amp;nbsp;create such a wintry atmosphere that you feel like you are stuck in the&amp;nbsp;story.&amp;nbsp;Perhaps my favorite aspect of the film is the way the Coen's played with convention by claiming that the story was based on actual events that occurred in 1987. When in fact the story is fictional. The&amp;nbsp;Coens said that&amp;nbsp;if the audience believes something to be based on "true events" they are more willing to&amp;nbsp;"go with it" and&amp;nbsp;believe things they wouldn't other wise accept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After I watched the film with Mandy, she told me she liked it... that is until I told her that it wasn't a true story.&amp;nbsp; She proceeded to stomp around the house yelling about how mean it was for the directors to mislead the audience.&amp;nbsp;I tried to explain to her that just because &lt;em&gt;Star Wars&lt;/em&gt; starts off with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;"A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It doesn't mean that story actually happened in a galaxy far, far away.&amp;nbsp;The Coen's got exactly what they wanted from Mandy. She invested&amp;nbsp;so many feelings into the story because she thought it was true, feelings she may have not had otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhaLw4ypGI/AAAAAAAAeE8/fvZjkimOMLo/s1600/No_Country_for_Old_Men_poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhaLw4ypGI/AAAAAAAAeE8/fvZjkimOMLo/s400/No_Country_for_Old_Men_poster.jpg" width="271" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2 &lt;em&gt;No Country for Old Men &lt;/em&gt;(2007): A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;No Country for Old Men is one of the rare exceptions when the movie is better than the book it is based on. However, if it weren’t for the genius of Cormac McCarthy and his great novel the Coens wouldn’t have made one of the best films of the last decade. The novel and the film complement each other very well but the few scenes added for the film take the story to&amp;nbsp;a new level. Perhaps the best scene in the movie isn’t found in the novel. I’m talking about Llewelyn’s terrifying chase through the desert running from the foaming dog. The scene was shot to feel like it was happening in real time, which created a sense of danger and suspense that wouldn’t have been conveyed as well in written word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZpI5rL-I/AAAAAAAAeEM/7NnbFUBNcSs/s1600/Raising-Arizona-Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZpI5rL-I/AAAAAAAAeEM/7NnbFUBNcSs/s400/Raising-Arizona-Poster.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3 ﻿&lt;em&gt;Raising Arizona &lt;/em&gt;(1987): B+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The Coen’s first comedy nails down their comedic voice so clearly that it is hard to remember this is only their second film. The movie is highly rewatchable and reminds us just how funny Nicolas Cage used to be, now he is funny but not intentionally (&lt;em&gt;Drive Angry 3D&lt;/em&gt; anyone?). Although the performances are top notch, it’s the dialogue that keeps me coming back. The Coen’s said they wrote the film from the perspective of a person whose vernacular comes only from reading &lt;em&gt;The Holy&amp;nbsp;Bible&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;People&lt;/em&gt; magazine. In the closing scene of the movie Cage’s H.I. is dreaming of time and place where he and his wife could have a child, be surrounded by family and loved ones, he doesn’t know where it is but thinks:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Maybe it’s Utah.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZpQhFT2I/AAAAAAAAeEQ/Q-eKMfLjfvw/s1600/Millerscrossingposter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZpQhFT2I/AAAAAAAAeEQ/Q-eKMfLjfvw/s400/Millerscrossingposter.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4 &lt;em&gt;Miller's Crossing &lt;/em&gt;(1990): A-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don’t know why it took me until 2010 to watch this gem. This maybe one of the most underrated gangster films of the genre. The story comes from a Dashiell Hammett crime novel &lt;em&gt;The Glass Key&lt;/em&gt;. I came to admire Hammett in college and my familiarity with his work helped me appreciate the film more. It contains some iconic Coen Brother’s moments particularly the scene of Gabriel Byrne walking John Turturro out in the woods to die. Also, you will never hear the song "Danny Boy" the same again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZ6sdz0iI/AAAAAAAAeEk/vKWSRLMB6I0/s1600/Biglebowskiposter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZ6sdz0iI/AAAAAAAAeEk/vKWSRLMB6I0/s400/Biglebowskiposter.jpg" width="271" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#5 &lt;em&gt;The Big Lebowski &lt;/em&gt;(1998): A-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I have seen this movie so many times that it is hard to give it a fair critique. When you can quote just about every line it is hard to think about it objectively. Loosely based on another noir classic this time Raymond Chandler’s, &lt;em&gt;The Big Sleep&lt;/em&gt;. The Dude, Donny and Walter are three of my favorite Coen creations and are addictively quotable. Although I’m finding it hard to think of a PG rated quote for our blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re out of your element!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZpFtcpMI/AAAAAAAAeEI/8j-bqIze2gU/s1600/BloodSimplePoster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZpFtcpMI/AAAAAAAAeEI/8j-bqIze2gU/s400/BloodSimplePoster.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#6 &lt;em&gt;Blood Simple &lt;/em&gt;(1984): B+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What&amp;nbsp;an amazing feat for a first film. I can’t think of another debut film as fully realized as the Coen’s &lt;em&gt;Blood Simple&lt;/em&gt;. This film instantly has their style, their tone, their quirk, their voice and their knack for iconic scenes. If you were to watch a scene from this movie I’m pretty sure you would recognize it as a Coen film based in the imagery alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Discovering &lt;em&gt;Blood Simple&lt;/em&gt; is one of the reasons I am happy to have done a director’s study of the Coen Brothers. I can’t wait to watch it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhaMHmhGNI/AAAAAAAAeFI/n38ANtcn7YY/s1600/True_Grit_Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhaMHmhGNI/AAAAAAAAeFI/n38ANtcn7YY/s400/True_Grit_Poster.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#7 &lt;em&gt;True Grit&lt;/em&gt; (2010): B+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel that &lt;em&gt;True Grit&lt;/em&gt; is the Coen Brother’s most accessible movie. I would feel comfortable recommending this film to just about anyone. &lt;em&gt;True Grit&lt;/em&gt; is the closest the brothers have come to a blockbuster type movie and good for them because it made some money and will allow them to continue to work. If you haven’t seen it look forward to Mattie Ross; their best female character since Marge Gunderson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZpvY9ScI/AAAAAAAAeEY/jjNxXePqv_w/s1600/The_Hudsucker_Proxy_Movie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZpvY9ScI/AAAAAAAAeEY/jjNxXePqv_w/s400/The_Hudsucker_Proxy_Movie.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#8&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;The&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Hudsucker Proxy &lt;/em&gt;(1994): B+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;A harmless screwball&amp;nbsp;'rags to riches'&amp;nbsp;comedy about a man who has a great idea: Hula Hoops. (You know, for kids.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZ6tFoCZI/AAAAAAAAeEo/e2X5co1j8zY/s1600/O_brother_where_art_thou_ver1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZ6tFoCZI/AAAAAAAAeEo/e2X5co1j8zY/s400/O_brother_where_art_thou_ver1.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#9 &lt;em&gt;O Brother, Where Are Thou?&lt;/em&gt; (2000): B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This sepia toned retelling of Homer’s &lt;em&gt;The Odyssey&lt;/em&gt; is pure fun. Up until &lt;em&gt;True Grit&lt;/em&gt; it was their highest grossing movie. The music is infectious and Clooney’s portrayal of a Dapper Dan Man showed he had the comedy chops to pull of this charming role.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhaMH3pqcI/AAAAAAAAeFA/65MtQFl-b0I/s1600/Burn_After_Reading.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhaMH3pqcI/AAAAAAAAeFA/65MtQFl-b0I/s400/Burn_After_Reading.jpg" width="271" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#10 &lt;em&gt;Burn After Reading &lt;/em&gt;(2008): B-&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This film has its tonal challenges because on one hand it can be madcap and on the other it's pretty gritty. I had a hard time deciphering the two, making the film less fun to watch. Although Brad Pitt kills it as the air head physical trainer who gets in over his head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhaMCeTewI/AAAAAAAAeFE/LcOLY6fb57M/s1600/Aseriousman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhaMCeTewI/AAAAAAAAeFE/LcOLY6fb57M/s400/Aseriousman.jpg" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#11 &lt;em&gt;A Serious Man&lt;/em&gt; (2009): B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This the most personal of the Coen Brother's films and that is probably why I had a hard time relating to it. I was able to pick up on the Job metaphor (how could you not) but I was completely lost when the story veered into Jewish folklore. They wanted to open the film with a Yiddish tale that foreshadowed the story but when they couldn't think of one that parallelled well enough, in true Coen fashion, they made one up. I plan on revisiting this film at some point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZ6wdqWkI/AAAAAAAAeEs/TgHUQmffEvw/s1600/The_Man_Who_Wasnt_There.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZ6wdqWkI/AAAAAAAAeEs/TgHUQmffEvw/s400/The_Man_Who_Wasnt_There.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#12 &lt;em&gt;The Man Who Wasn't There&lt;/em&gt; (2001): C+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Their only movie so far to be filmed in black and&amp;nbsp;white, about a simple plan gone wrong. It is suitable enough but unfortunately not that memorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZpojCQEI/AAAAAAAAeEU/3s5-NdcXjyg/s1600/BartonFink.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZpojCQEI/AAAAAAAAeEU/3s5-NdcXjyg/s400/BartonFink.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#13 &lt;em&gt;Barton Fink&lt;/em&gt; (1991): B-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is one of the Coen’s most celebrated films, but it just doesn’t do it for me. It probably doesn’t help that the story mirrors the life and work of Roman Polanski, who I know very little about, and therefore I feel like I am left out of all the inside baseball. Turturro is great and Goodman is creepy but two times is enough for me when it comes to watching this film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhaLwGVybI/AAAAAAAAeE4/EyPD-WHifqU/s1600/The_Ladykillers_movie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhaLwGVybI/AAAAAAAAeE4/EyPD-WHifqU/s400/The_Ladykillers_movie.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;# 14 &lt;em&gt;The Lady Killers &lt;/em&gt;(2004): C+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lady Killers&lt;/em&gt; is a remake of the 1955 comedy of the same name about a rag tag group of criminals trying to knock over a casino and the church lady who stands in their way. This foul mouthed movie is completely forgettable (by Coen standards) with the exception of J.K. Simmons and Irma P. Hall. The rest of the characters come across as people doing impressions of Coen characters. For me this is a misfire, I saw it when it came out and&amp;nbsp;revisited it&amp;nbsp;last year but it still did nothing for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZ6_RXTqI/AAAAAAAAeEw/EhhTFU9s6gk/s1600/Intolerable_cruelty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZ6_RXTqI/AAAAAAAAeEw/EhhTFU9s6gk/s400/Intolerable_cruelty.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#15 &lt;em&gt;Intolerable &lt;s&gt;Movie&lt;/s&gt; Cruelty &lt;/em&gt;(2003): C+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;This is what the Coen's look like with a&amp;nbsp;big budget and the result is... meh.&amp;nbsp;I have no idea where all the money went (60 million dollars) because there's really not much to this&amp;nbsp;movie.&amp;nbsp;The budget for this film is more than any of their other films. Clearly the Coen's don't need millions of dollars to make great movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;It was great filling in the gaps of my Coen history and watching a director(s) work progress throughout the years. I am excited to do it all over again this year so 2011 will be the Year of ... Noah Baumbach (exciting I know). He is most recently known for directing &lt;em&gt;Greenberg.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-3705375928337208679?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/3705375928337208679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=3705375928337208679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3705375928337208679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3705375928337208679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/03/director-study-coen-brothers.html' title='Director Study: Coen Brother&apos;s'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhZ6l1UczI/AAAAAAAAeEg/EHDggt7ULto/s72-c/Fargo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-9072712151403307085</id><published>2011-02-06T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T19:22:32.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trifecta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There are three individuals that just the sound of their voice will send Ben into a tizzy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I like to call them The Trifecta.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;#1 Billy Bush - Ben doesn't have to put up with this guys shenanigans all too often anymore.&amp;nbsp; He's on the way out, in terms of entertainment news and red carpets, and Mario Lopez is on his way in.&amp;nbsp; (I actually&amp;nbsp;wouldn't be surprised if Mario Lopez takes Billy Bush's place in the trifecta in a few years.)&amp;nbsp; So what about Billy Bush drives Ben bonkers?&amp;nbsp; Maybe it's the alliteration of his name but&amp;nbsp;I think it has more to do with the pure cheese that&amp;nbsp;streams out of his every pore.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TU9Z0UGctdI/AAAAAAAAeFw/WHYlsLOfKmI/s1600/0000036773_20070105111045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="305" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TU9Z0UGctdI/AAAAAAAAeFw/WHYlsLOfKmI/s320/0000036773_20070105111045.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When asked why, Ben said,&amp;nbsp;"just look at him."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(It doesn't help that BB is related to GW Bush either, I'm sure.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;#2﻿ Matthew Morrison aka&amp;nbsp;Will Schuester - I've been... or I should say... was a big fan of &lt;em&gt;Glee&lt;/em&gt; last year.&amp;nbsp; I first started to notice Ben's distaste for Will Schuester early last year as &lt;em&gt;Glee&lt;/em&gt; was wrapping up it's first season.&amp;nbsp; Any time Schuester was on the screen Ben would scoff.&amp;nbsp; Schuester has a tendency to 'ham it up' for the screen and is often (I think) over acting.&amp;nbsp; Matthew Morrison got his big break on the stage, and personally I think he should have&amp;nbsp;stayed there.&amp;nbsp; His reactions on screen I feel are more appropriate or more measured for a stage performance.&amp;nbsp; Ben says Schuester reminds him of every theater geek he used to act with in high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TU20mTA9gBI/AAAAAAAAeFg/lRgZR0M7sZo/s1600/Matthew%252520Morrisonx-large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TU20mTA9gBI/AAAAAAAAeFg/lRgZR0M7sZo/s320/Matthew%252520Morrisonx-large.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;"The winking, rapping, and smug smile are too much for me." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;#3 Guy Fiere - Every once and a while I'll turn on the Food Network and &lt;em&gt;Guy Fiere's Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives&lt;/em&gt; will be on.&amp;nbsp; Fiere's &lt;strong&gt;full throttle&lt;/strong&gt; enthusiasm for&amp;nbsp;the mundanee&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;kitchy is just too much for Ben.&amp;nbsp; Ben said, "he's so tacky, he's like the antonym of me... I could never be friends with him." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TU9dvBx5P7I/AAAAAAAAeF0/MT43zmbQ2XA/s1600/guyfieri_web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TU9dvBx5P7I/AAAAAAAAeF0/MT43zmbQ2XA/s320/guyfieri_web.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah, and he usually wears his glasses on the back of his head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Frankly, I can't write anything that will&amp;nbsp;describe Guy Fiere's obnoxious behavior well enough but Bobby Moynihan's parody on &lt;em&gt;SNL&lt;/em&gt; is perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="288" width="512"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/W6nGGMhFwkUDppZzzVJFnQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/W6nGGMhFwkUDppZzzVJFnQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  width="512" height="288" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-9072712151403307085?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/9072712151403307085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=9072712151403307085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/9072712151403307085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/9072712151403307085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/02/trifecta.html' title='The Trifecta'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TU9Z0UGctdI/AAAAAAAAeFw/WHYlsLOfKmI/s72-c/0000036773_20070105111045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-8610338368366622857</id><published>2011-02-01T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T10:10:20.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Chocolate Cake Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhLWnbMSzI/AAAAAAAAeAg/cIVLX1AZPPI/s1600/DSC_2775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhLWnbMSzI/AAAAAAAAeAg/cIVLX1AZPPI/s640/DSC_2775.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;William and I couldn't let a day like "National Chocolate Cake Day" go by without celebrating! &amp;nbsp;Last Thursday we made a batch of chocolate cupcakes, it was just as much fun making the cupcakes as it was eating them! HA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhLX0ympkI/AAAAAAAAeA4/o4MdmxAgY34/s1600/DSC_2785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhLX0ympkI/AAAAAAAAeA4/o4MdmxAgY34/s400/DSC_2785.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhLWyt2eWI/AAAAAAAAeAo/-NLfbOeQqoQ/s1600/DSC_2777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhLWyt2eWI/AAAAAAAAeAo/-NLfbOeQqoQ/s400/DSC_2777.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhLYKLSgSI/AAAAAAAAeBA/jIGhEBUs-Ic/s1600/DSC_2797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhLYKLSgSI/AAAAAAAAeBA/jIGhEBUs-Ic/s640/DSC_2797.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-8610338368366622857?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/8610338368366622857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=8610338368366622857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/8610338368366622857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/8610338368366622857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/02/national-chocolate-cake-day.html' title='National Chocolate Cake Day!'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TUhLWnbMSzI/AAAAAAAAeAg/cIVLX1AZPPI/s72-c/DSC_2775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-4730997744478375479</id><published>2011-01-18T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T14:20:17.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a reason to celebrate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TTXxD1Q4R6I/AAAAAAAAd-0/ZCg5FSeuugo/s1600/51aqGJBFgeL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TTXxD1Q4R6I/AAAAAAAAd-0/ZCg5FSeuugo/s400/51aqGJBFgeL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I picked up this book at the library last week and have just plotted a years worth of fun food celebrations on my calendar!&amp;nbsp; I left off days that celebrate tapioca, turkey neck soup (yes, March 30th is apparently that day), heavenly hash and few more because some food items didn't seem worth celebrating.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What's coming up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;January 19th - Popcorn Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;January 22nd - Blonde Brownie Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;February 13th - Tortellini Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;February 21st - Sticky Bun Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;March 26th - Spinach Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Is it weird that I'm looking forward to spinach day, lately I've been eating it by the bag full... &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;my mom thinks I'm iron deficient.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-4730997744478375479?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/4730997744478375479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=4730997744478375479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/4730997744478375479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/4730997744478375479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/01/need-reason-to-celebrate.html' title='Need a reason to celebrate?'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TTXxD1Q4R6I/AAAAAAAAd-0/ZCg5FSeuugo/s72-c/51aqGJBFgeL__SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-1076479513454252020</id><published>2011-01-09T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T17:22:17.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Downtown Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7GbkgifI/AAAAAAAAdpo/-ZPs_mvADJA/s1600/IMG_1493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7GbkgifI/AAAAAAAAdpo/-ZPs_mvADJA/s640/IMG_1493.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;The week before Christmas the three kids and I boarded the #16 bus and headed downtown to take in all the Christmas sights.&amp;nbsp; Every time I get on a bus with these three I'm reminded that just riding the bus around Seattle would be considered a blast in their book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7NWGA5qI/AAAAAAAAd0o/3i7gPidVQFA/s1600/IMG_1506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7NWGA5qI/AAAAAAAAd0o/3i7gPidVQFA/s320/IMG_1506.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7QRABIMI/AAAAAAAAd1I/S2NotcnkJrQ/s1600/IMG_1510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7QRABIMI/AAAAAAAAd1I/S2NotcnkJrQ/s320/IMG_1510.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;We 'ran' into a&amp;nbsp;favorite face while walking the downtown streets.&amp;nbsp; The kids could not believe that Ben 'just so happened' to be walking around&amp;nbsp;downtown&amp;nbsp;at the exact time we were.&amp;nbsp; What a coincidence!&amp;nbsp; Ben is currently temping&amp;nbsp;downtown and&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;got off the bus right outside&amp;nbsp;his office.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7R2WBKLI/AAAAAAAAd1Y/TMmM2VzhSnE/s1600/IMG_1512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7R2WBKLI/AAAAAAAAd1Y/TMmM2VzhSnE/s640/IMG_1512.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our first stop was the Fairmount Olympic Hotel, inside the have an amazing Teddy Bear Suite.&amp;nbsp; The secret must be out because for the first time we had to wait in a long line to get in.&amp;nbsp; This was the first line of many that the kids had to wait in for the day.&amp;nbsp; They were troopers through it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7U89Z04I/AAAAAAAAdsU/CYMR55pFg78/s1600/IMG_1516.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7U89Z04I/AAAAAAAAdsU/CYMR55pFg78/s640/IMG_1516.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7XcnTfvI/AAAAAAAAd2A/wA72O6g1d6A/s1600/IMG_1520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7XcnTfvI/AAAAAAAAd2A/wA72O6g1d6A/s640/IMG_1520.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7YBC0hbI/AAAAAAAAd2I/UlOrlf9xjOM/s1600/IMG_1521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7YBC0hbI/AAAAAAAAd2I/UlOrlf9xjOM/s640/IMG_1521.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE75ZJ0DuI/AAAAAAAAduE/p2m43qtEVwc/s1600/IMG_1528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE75ZJ0DuI/AAAAAAAAduE/p2m43qtEVwc/s640/IMG_1528.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;While trying to get a cute picture of the three kids, William kept saying things like: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'poopy butts'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'boogers'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'tooty-toots'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's such a boy... Natalie and Andrew tried to help me out.&amp;nbsp; :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE75w5kJGI/AAAAAAAAduM/rscSqLhFUVY/s1600/IMG_1529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE75w5kJGI/AAAAAAAAduM/rscSqLhFUVY/s640/IMG_1529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE79_kd3AI/AAAAAAAAd20/kkFjcpmcQGg/s1600/IMG_1535.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE79_kd3AI/AAAAAAAAd20/kkFjcpmcQGg/s640/IMG_1535.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whenever I'm downtown with the kids (about one or two times a&amp;nbsp;year) I'm always astonished how small they are.&amp;nbsp; They are used to running down the blocks in suburban Seattle but when we're downtown with hidden parking garages and alleyways I find myself&amp;nbsp;always&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;yelling&lt;/em&gt; STOP, WAIT-UP, SLOW DOWN, STAY WITH ME, HOLD HANDS!!! I hope their memories of going downtown with me aren't filled with screams and yells.&amp;nbsp; But just look at them, they're so small!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7-vSDSfI/AAAAAAAAd3A/cd-oTFwJj80/s1600/IMG_1536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7-vSDSfI/AAAAAAAAd3A/cd-oTFwJj80/s640/IMG_1536.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is my favorite&amp;nbsp;gingerbread house, made out of mostly cereal!&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp;tree is rice krispies and cocoa krispies, and on the ground&amp;nbsp;are cocoa puffs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7_RB5gPI/AAAAAAAAd3I/zRZpQVCGg-U/s1600/IMG_1537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7_RB5gPI/AAAAAAAAd3I/zRZpQVCGg-U/s640/IMG_1537.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The kids loved this one because&amp;nbsp;it featured&amp;nbsp;Buzz Lightyear, Wall-E, and&amp;nbsp;a couple other&amp;nbsp;'space' centric characters.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE8KaD71sI/AAAAAAAAdxU/f9v9YcfHQ0I/s1600/IMG_1555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE8KaD71sI/AAAAAAAAdxU/f9v9YcfHQ0I/s640/IMG_1555.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This might be the last&amp;nbsp;year I can get all three of them on one horse for a picture on the merry-go-round.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE8OANKUKI/AAAAAAAAdyE/kniUB2_HqC0/s1600/IMG_1561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE8OANKUKI/AAAAAAAAdyE/kniUB2_HqC0/s640/IMG_1561.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our last stop for the day was a ride on the monorail, again a BIG hit!&amp;nbsp; Andrew is either showing off his new lego watch or asking me the time, either way I thought it was a cute pic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE8NPYxoXI/AAAAAAAAd5E/aifTPNkv6i0/s1600/IMG_1559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE8NPYxoXI/AAAAAAAAd5E/aifTPNkv6i0/s640/IMG_1559.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks for a fun day downtown kids!&amp;nbsp; One thing I've failed to mention is Natalie and William's mom, Jamie, took us out to lunch to Blue C Sushi.&amp;nbsp; It was my first time and I have to say I was pleasantly surprised by the number of choices for this no-raw-fish sushi kind of gal.&amp;nbsp; (I know I'm lame) :-)&amp;nbsp; Thanks Jamie, I'm glad we've made this downtown day into a tradition!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-1076479513454252020?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/1076479513454252020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=1076479513454252020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/1076479513454252020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/1076479513454252020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/01/downtown-day.html' title='Downtown Day'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE7GbkgifI/AAAAAAAAdpo/-ZPs_mvADJA/s72-c/IMG_1493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-8482828697738635432</id><published>2011-01-02T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:43:21.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you're alone and life is making you lonley you can always go... Downtown... 2nd Annual</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE6iZHBVII/AAAAAAAAd7w/p5BTEADxTCM/s1600/IMG_1469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE6iZHBVII/AAAAAAAAd7w/p5BTEADxTCM/s640/IMG_1469.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ben and I joined our friends Tyler and Stacy for our 2nd Annual trip downtown to see all the holiday sights.&amp;nbsp; We hit up the gingerbread houses, the carousel, a hot chocolate at Westlake, and the giant nutcrackers in Pacific Place.&amp;nbsp; I quite like this&amp;nbsp;little tradition and hope we can&amp;nbsp;continue to do it for years to come!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE6ogkinpI/AAAAAAAAd78/GIkPlBGQe08/s1600/IMG_1477.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE6ogkinpI/AAAAAAAAd78/GIkPlBGQe08/s400/IMG_1477.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have more photos of the Gingerbread Houses from&amp;nbsp;a day I spent downtown with the kids I nanny&amp;nbsp;that I'll post later; for now I&amp;nbsp;wanted to show&amp;nbsp;off the&amp;nbsp;little&amp;nbsp;squirrel I spotted on the side of one of the houses.&amp;nbsp; Ben and I have quite a history with squirrels, but that's a story for another time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE6pSZYtuI/AAAAAAAAdnc/a3T6N_UNJnw/s1600/IMG_1478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE6pSZYtuI/AAAAAAAAdnc/a3T6N_UNJnw/s400/IMG_1478.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seattle Space Needle and Sea Plane&amp;nbsp;made out of M&amp;amp;M's, Good n' Plenty's and other hard candies.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE6t2WOFWI/AAAAAAAAd8w/Tdfz19Sipmc/s640/IMG_1485.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE6vU8SdlI/AAAAAAAAd7M/Qxf8SxeJGUQ/s1600/IMG_1487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE6vU8SdlI/AAAAAAAAd7M/Qxf8SxeJGUQ/s640/IMG_1487.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tyli &amp;amp; Stacy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE6v51Um2I/AAAAAAAAd88/CWTV-IJy1n4/s1600/IMG_1488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE6v51Um2I/AAAAAAAAd88/CWTV-IJy1n4/s640/IMG_1488.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE6wvfrfzI/AAAAAAAAd9M/6CJJnALWgKA/s1600/IMG_1490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE6wvfrfzI/AAAAAAAAd9M/6CJJnALWgKA/s640/IMG_1490.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nutti-Hendrix&amp;nbsp; ;-)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-8482828697738635432?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/8482828697738635432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=8482828697738635432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/8482828697738635432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/8482828697738635432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-youre-alone-and-life-is-making-you.html' title='When you&apos;re alone and life is making you lonley you can always go... Downtown... 2nd Annual'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TSE6iZHBVII/AAAAAAAAd7w/p5BTEADxTCM/s72-c/IMG_1469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-3401084085464128248</id><published>2010-12-10T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T17:23:44.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Put a Spell on Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="375" id="ep" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name='allowfullscreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='allowscriptaccess' value='always' /&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://i.cdn.turner.com/tegwebapps/tbs/tbs-www/cvp/teamcoco_432x243_embed.swf?context=teamcoco_embed_offsite&amp;videoId=237455' /&gt;&lt;param name='bgcolor' 'value='#000000' /&gt;&lt;embed src='http://i.cdn.turner.com/tegwebapps/tbs/tbs-www/cvp/teamcoco_432x243_embed.swf?context=teamcoco_embed_offsite&amp;videoId=237455' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' bgcolor='#000000' allowfullscreen='true' allowscriptaccess='always' width='500' height='375'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love She &amp;amp; Him.&amp;nbsp; I love Zooey Deschanel.&amp;nbsp; (This is Mandy, by the way.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-3401084085464128248?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/3401084085464128248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=3401084085464128248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3401084085464128248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3401084085464128248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/12/shes-put-spell-on-me.html' title='She&apos;s Put a Spell on Me'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Sending warm wishes and holiday hugs all month long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TP3KCmnHkHI/AAAAAAAAdJM/5PLiXhRuRRo/s1600/DSC_0488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TP3KCmnHkHI/AAAAAAAAdJM/5PLiXhRuRRo/s400/DSC_0488.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TP3KlttaZUI/AAAAAAAAdQw/8HMvmwnuYqY/s400/DSC_0502.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-3941771254350776296?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/3941771254350776296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=3941771254350776296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3941771254350776296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3941771254350776296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-in-northwest.html' title='Christmas in the Northwest'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TP3J7JaelDI/AAAAAAAAdQ8/pS1WMNkTNR0/s72-c/DSC_0485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-1249792916162903657</id><published>2010-12-06T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T22:10:12.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mount Entertainment Weekly, Real Simple, Spin, Everyday Food, Seattle Metropolitan, Rolling Stone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TP3JgWZG0rI/AAAAAAAAdGw/Kgu-QKC0RJs/s1600/DSC_0467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TP3JgWZG0rI/AAAAAAAAdGw/Kgu-QKC0RJs/s400/DSC_0467.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ben decided a few weeks ago that he wanted to clean out his magazine collections.&amp;nbsp; We get a few magazines each month and when we don't have time to read them entirely we stick them in a box 'to go through' later.&amp;nbsp; The boxes can fill up quickly!&amp;nbsp; As Ben started going through his magazines and I went through mine we began to make an impressive stack.&amp;nbsp; We decided to&amp;nbsp;keep the stack going until every last magazine had been read; well at least until the new issues come this month.&amp;nbsp; Ben told me he wanted to take a picture of the stack because it seemed humorously high.&amp;nbsp; I thought a picture of just&amp;nbsp;the 'stack' would be boring so I tried to convince Ben to sit on it... representing something he conquered!&amp;nbsp; He refused.&amp;nbsp; So I decided I would sit and he would snap the shot.&amp;nbsp; I set up the magazines in the middle of the room and placed boxes behind them for support.&amp;nbsp; As I sat down (on the slippery) stack, Ben was there to catch my reaction as the moutain slid out from underneath me... but as any &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; model knows, the shoot must go on!&amp;nbsp; I managed to hang on long enough for a respectable shot to be taken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TP3JvKH3vsI/AAAAAAAAdQM/3RfpAdtJ7vU/s1600/DSC_0474.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TP3JvKH3vsI/AAAAAAAAdQM/3RfpAdtJ7vU/s400/DSC_0474.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TP3Jzq5XiFI/AAAAAAAAdQk/Bjho9mMj3wg/s1600/DSC_0478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TP3Jzq5XiFI/AAAAAAAAdQk/Bjho9mMj3wg/s400/DSC_0478.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-1249792916162903657?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/1249792916162903657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=1249792916162903657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/1249792916162903657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/1249792916162903657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/12/mount-entertainment-weekly-real-simple.html' title='Mount Entertainment Weekly, Real Simple, Spin, Everyday Food, Seattle Metropolitan, Rolling Stone...'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TP3JgWZG0rI/AAAAAAAAdGw/Kgu-QKC0RJs/s72-c/DSC_0467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-1890754448559933596</id><published>2010-12-04T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T20:01:24.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO DAWGS! 35-28</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsOUzm49pI/AAAAAAAAdEU/sTtFZQ0wOig/s1600/2013598492.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="446" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsOUzm49pI/AAAAAAAAdEU/sTtFZQ0wOig/s640/2013598492.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-1890754448559933596?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/1890754448559933596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=1890754448559933596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/1890754448559933596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/1890754448559933596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/12/go-dawgs-35-28.html' title='GO DAWGS! 35-28'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsOUzm49pI/AAAAAAAAdEU/sTtFZQ0wOig/s72-c/2013598492.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-6265486285416874944</id><published>2010-12-04T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T19:55:29.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsGkwhuv9I/AAAAAAAAdEI/pFZuEbKqofU/s1600/DSC_1849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsGkwhuv9I/AAAAAAAAdEI/pFZuEbKqofU/s640/DSC_1849.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;A few days before Thanksgiving, Seattle was hit with a little bit of snow!&amp;nbsp; Anytime we get even just a 'little bit' of snow it is a big deal.&amp;nbsp; I was able to spend one day out in the snow with the kids I nanny.&amp;nbsp; We had a great time; there were some snow ball fights, snow eating, (don't worry I told them to avoid the yellow snow) and icicle searching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsFKeX4J_I/AAAAAAAAdDM/ooLQQz8ySOk/s1600/DSC_1788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsFKeX4J_I/AAAAAAAAdDM/ooLQQz8ySOk/s320/DSC_1788.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsE-lhAI1I/AAAAAAAAdCs/GaH6sLo_32Y/s1600/DSC_1782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsE-lhAI1I/AAAAAAAAdCs/GaH6sLo_32Y/s320/DSC_1782.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsFB4TqRPI/AAAAAAAAdDA/anWmBvbraqE/s1600/DSC_1783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsFB4TqRPI/AAAAAAAAdDA/anWmBvbraqE/s320/DSC_1783.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsFMIdlZ6I/AAAAAAAAdCU/XmDwJvFQJ1E/s1600/DSC_1791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsFMIdlZ6I/AAAAAAAAdCU/XmDwJvFQJ1E/s400/DSC_1791.JPG" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsFN_y1atI/AAAAAAAAdCg/x-erRvlbYIM/s1600/DSC_1793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsFN_y1atI/AAAAAAAAdCg/x-erRvlbYIM/s640/DSC_1793.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsGB69DeAI/AAAAAAAAdCI/U_54pbdCsHI/s1600/DSC_1819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsGB69DeAI/AAAAAAAAdCI/U_54pbdCsHI/s640/DSC_1819.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;William doing his best 'Harry Potter'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsGKVPtQ2I/AAAAAAAAdDY/KTfFh_rGvCw/s1600/DSC_1828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsGKVPtQ2I/AAAAAAAAdDY/KTfFh_rGvCw/s640/DSC_1828.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-6265486285416874944?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/6265486285416874944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=6265486285416874944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6265486285416874944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6265486285416874944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/12/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day!'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPsGkwhuv9I/AAAAAAAAdEI/pFZuEbKqofU/s72-c/DSC_1849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-2165577622088475046</id><published>2010-12-02T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T21:56:50.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seafair Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPiCiGbbPgI/AAAAAAAAcz0/GihiLLe_6tU/s1600/DSC_0123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPiCiGbbPgI/AAAAAAAAcz0/GihiLLe_6tU/s640/DSC_0123.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are a few more shots that were on the long lost memory card I found a couple days ago.&amp;nbsp; The Blue Angels soared over Seattle Seafair weekend... probably sometime in July.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I can't remember the exact weekend, but it was sometime last summer.&amp;nbsp; :-)&amp;nbsp; We were invited to a friends house to watch the 'warm-up' or 'practice show' on Saturday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; Our friends have a house right on Lake Washington, positioned a little bit to the left of 1-90.&amp;nbsp; I've seen the Blue Angels from a distance many many times, but I can't really remember ever&amp;nbsp;having them fly right over my head.&amp;nbsp; It was awesome!&amp;nbsp; (And loud.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPiClkaypiI/AAAAAAAAc0A/92AAV_TjNI0/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPiClkaypiI/AAAAAAAAc0A/92AAV_TjNI0/s640/DSC_0130.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Typical Seattle, the skies opened up and it rain for almost the entire show.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, it was still fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPiCtJFm76I/AAAAAAAAc0M/oQTwx8uN-Jg/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPiCtJFm76I/AAAAAAAAc0M/oQTwx8uN-Jg/s640/DSC_0152.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-2165577622088475046?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/2165577622088475046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=2165577622088475046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2165577622088475046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2165577622088475046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/12/seafair-weekend.html' title='Seafair Weekend'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPiCiGbbPgI/AAAAAAAAcz0/GihiLLe_6tU/s72-c/DSC_0123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-7808762520910980179</id><published>2010-12-02T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T21:37:06.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPh-V0LGBuI/AAAAAAAAcyI/JXFKALH3CJc/s1600/Let+it+Snow+Collection+Photo+Cards.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPh-V0LGBuI/AAAAAAAAcyI/JXFKALH3CJc/s640/Let+it+Snow+Collection+Photo+Cards.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is a quick plug for the photo cards I talked about in the last post.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've had a few requests for the info... so for the interested parties, here you go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gift Collections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;5 cards for $20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To purchase go to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mandywatsonphotography.com/"&gt;http://www.mandywatsonphotography.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click on 'galleries'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Order card collections&amp;nbsp;directly from the 'art' gallery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPh-T-TmmhI/AAAAAAAAcxo/7gjA-K7Yirw/s1600/The+Holiday+Collection+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPh-T-TmmhI/AAAAAAAAcxo/7gjA-K7Yirw/s640/The+Holiday+Collection+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPh-VORrGsI/AAAAAAAAcyA/v7UqKg1Kq2U/s1600/The+Colorful+Collection.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPh-VORrGsI/AAAAAAAAcyA/v7UqKg1Kq2U/s640/The+Colorful+Collection.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPh-UGu8AwI/AAAAAAAAcxw/XHIfrflEhxM/s1600/Pike+Place+Market+Photo+Cards.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPh-UGu8AwI/AAAAAAAAcxw/XHIfrflEhxM/s640/Pike+Place+Market+Photo+Cards.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPh-UpIdeyI/AAAAAAAAcx4/7_hnsAJ0rso/s1600/It+Isn%2527t+Easy+Being+Green+Collection.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPh-UpIdeyI/AAAAAAAAcx4/7_hnsAJ0rso/s640/It+Isn%2527t+Easy+Being+Green+Collection.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-7808762520910980179?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/7808762520910980179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=7808762520910980179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7808762520910980179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7808762520910980179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/12/photo-cards.html' title='Photo Cards'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPh-V0LGBuI/AAAAAAAAcyI/JXFKALH3CJc/s72-c/Let+it+Snow+Collection+Photo+Cards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-838404432272013685</id><published>2010-11-29T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T22:28:10.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPSFuwGODUI/AAAAAAAAcxU/QDf7nBRDsQk/s1600/Snow7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPSFuwGODUI/AAAAAAAAcxU/QDf7nBRDsQk/s320/Snow7.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPSFzRm4XgI/AAAAAAAAcxI/yZ_sNfHjYUc/s1600/Snow.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPSFzRm4XgI/AAAAAAAAcxI/yZ_sNfHjYUc/s320/Snow.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Seattle got some snow last week,&amp;nbsp;it cancelled schools and generally stopped most of the city for a few days.&amp;nbsp; I know we're wimps.&amp;nbsp; (In&amp;nbsp;snow and heat!)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;The funny thing&amp;nbsp;about the snow is my mom was requesting I come up&amp;nbsp;with some new 'snow shots' to turn into cards for&amp;nbsp;gifts this holiday season.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I told her that there needed to be SNOW to take snow shots... within 24 hours after saying that we had snow!&amp;nbsp; Ha!&amp;nbsp; Coincidence or not I ran outside the first day and started snapping away!&amp;nbsp; Mom, let me know what you think!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPSF16TpsTI/AAAAAAAAcwo/gOQYrHm-Acg/s1600/Snow2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPSF16TpsTI/AAAAAAAAcwo/gOQYrHm-Acg/s320/Snow2.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPSFxW0zplI/AAAAAAAAcwY/0gKXACMPc4o/s1600/Snow6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPSFxW0zplI/AAAAAAAAcwY/0gKXACMPc4o/s320/Snow6.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPSF63HY4wI/AAAAAAAAcw8/1pv22rjNK2Y/s1600/Snow5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPSF63HY4wI/AAAAAAAAcw8/1pv22rjNK2Y/s640/Snow5.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-838404432272013685?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/838404432272013685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=838404432272013685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/838404432272013685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/838404432272013685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/11/snow-shots.html' title='Snow Shots'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPSFuwGODUI/AAAAAAAAcxU/QDf7nBRDsQk/s72-c/Snow7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-6604968161552212975</id><published>2010-11-29T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T21:20:00.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mason Lake, WA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3UaULgrUI/AAAAAAAAcf0/uoZ21ecsPaM/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="429" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3UaULgrUI/AAAAAAAAcf0/uoZ21ecsPaM/s640/DSC_0007.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know you're saying, 'where's Mason Lake?'&amp;nbsp; That's what we all thought when we headed over to the Olympic Peninsula for a&amp;nbsp;quick family vacation.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My sister Carrie&amp;nbsp;and her&amp;nbsp;husband Colin found a little&amp;nbsp;lake&amp;nbsp;front cottage for all of us to stay.&amp;nbsp; While the indoor accommodations left me wanting for a bit more comfort (I know, I'm a princess) the dock jetting out onto the lake was a great perk!&amp;nbsp; The lake was sort of shockingly cold when you first jumped in but eventually we all got used to it and had a great time swimming around.&amp;nbsp; Yes, that's Ben floating away in the big yellow inner tube!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3UcO0AR4I/AAAAAAAAcf8/GhyjvHVZSQg/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3UcO0AR4I/AAAAAAAAcf8/GhyjvHVZSQg/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3Uk98OBLI/AAAAAAAAcg0/GK5V18r4098/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3Uk98OBLI/AAAAAAAAcg0/GK5V18r4098/s400/DSC_0028.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;The High Steel, the biggest tourist attraction in Mason County, was a must stop for us on our holiday weekend.&amp;nbsp; Colin even found a ravine for us to repel down to get a better view of the falls.&amp;nbsp; My sister (below) is literally hanging onto roots scaling down the ravine.&amp;nbsp; We all made it down and back up safely, some of us fared a little better than others.&amp;nbsp; I'll spare you the long (and embarrassing, for me) story, but if you really want to hear it... just ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3UiP1zE7I/AAAAAAAAcgk/aG3iVY-7Gao/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3UiP1zE7I/AAAAAAAAcgk/aG3iVY-7Gao/s640/DSC_0025.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3UmzCWbWI/AAAAAAAAchE/ZD4gD_SnjDY/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3UmzCWbWI/AAAAAAAAchE/ZD4gD_SnjDY/s640/DSC_0035.JPG" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3UrbozxpI/AAAAAAAAchk/4zELXR2Or9s/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3UrbozxpI/AAAAAAAAchk/4zELXR2Or9s/s640/DSC_0049.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ben and I picked up a hiking book for the Olympic Peninsula before we left and talked everyone into two hikes while we were there.&amp;nbsp; Below are pictures from our Spider Lake Hike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3U5m2oamI/AAAAAAAAcjM/M2uXmIO-aRo/s1600/DSC_0065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3U5m2oamI/AAAAAAAAcjM/M2uXmIO-aRo/s640/DSC_0065.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3VCwJpQPI/AAAAAAAAcjo/FxGP2hhRmJM/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3VCwJpQPI/AAAAAAAAcjo/FxGP2hhRmJM/s640/DSC_0071.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The last night at the cabin there was&amp;nbsp;a beautiful sunset, we went out onto the dock and goofed around doing some silhouette shots.&amp;nbsp; I don't think Colin was too amused;&amp;nbsp;I believe his exact words were, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Mandy, I'm pictured out!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3VLw4ZGJI/AAAAAAAAckg/0CrHjQqxzXI/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3VLw4ZGJI/AAAAAAAAckg/0CrHjQqxzXI/s640/DSC_0086.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3VP5mLc0I/AAAAAAAAck4/Jytbpyu968s/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3VP5mLc0I/AAAAAAAAck4/Jytbpyu968s/s640/DSC_0090.JPG" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-6604968161552212975?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/6604968161552212975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=6604968161552212975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6604968161552212975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6604968161552212975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/11/mason-lake-wa.html' title='Mason Lake, WA'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3UaULgrUI/AAAAAAAAcf0/uoZ21ecsPaM/s72-c/DSC_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-7138459919030834675</id><published>2010-11-27T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T15:33:18.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO DAWGS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPGUqqsm5gI/AAAAAAAAcvI/MgItBxGdTik/s1600/DSC_2496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="394" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPGUqqsm5gI/AAAAAAAAcvI/MgItBxGdTik/s640/DSC_2496.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-7138459919030834675?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/7138459919030834675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=7138459919030834675' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7138459919030834675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7138459919030834675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/11/go-dawgs.html' title='GO DAWGS!'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TPGUqqsm5gI/AAAAAAAAcvI/MgItBxGdTik/s72-c/DSC_2496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-2069263367974064749</id><published>2010-11-24T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T19:39:07.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3Ys7O2ifI/AAAAAAAAcq8/KMkfTgab7FM/s1600/Flash-SD-Memory-Card-for-Camera-SD-1005-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3Ys7O2ifI/AAAAAAAAcq8/KMkfTgab7FM/s320/Flash-SD-Memory-Card-for-Camera-SD-1005-.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I found a memory card from one of my cameras buried under&amp;nbsp;pile of papers on our desk this past weekend.&amp;nbsp; When I put it in&amp;nbsp;our computer&amp;nbsp;I discovered lots of pictures from this summer!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm excited to post some of the photos on our&amp;nbsp;blog; so expect the next few posts to have a more sun-shiney-summery look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-2069263367974064749?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/2069263367974064749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=2069263367974064749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2069263367974064749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2069263367974064749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/11/missing-memories.html' title='Missing Memories'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TO3Ys7O2ifI/AAAAAAAAcq8/KMkfTgab7FM/s72-c/Flash-SD-Memory-Card-for-Camera-SD-1005-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-1413781731719105316</id><published>2010-11-14T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T10:00:02.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiderman Sightings in Seattle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1_ziPPLI/AAAAAAAAcac/s6WAjriam-Q/s1600/DSC_1030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1_ziPPLI/AAAAAAAAcac/s6WAjriam-Q/s400/DSC_1030.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Spiderman stopped by the Halloween Tot Trek for some fun!&amp;nbsp; We had a pumpkin scavenger hunt in the meadow where we learned about animals that travel in packs and how they 'call' to each other.&amp;nbsp; Whenever we found a pumpkin we had to 'howl' or 'hoot' to the group calling them over to our found pumpkin.&amp;nbsp; William really go into the howling!&amp;nbsp; He loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1k63F_pI/AAAAAAAAcUQ/SQBmb3t5kjU/s1600/DSC_0981.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1k63F_pI/AAAAAAAAcUQ/SQBmb3t5kjU/s400/DSC_0981.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1qNN4GdI/AAAAAAAAcbI/D8AkPimSlA4/s1600/DSC_0990.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1qNN4GdI/AAAAAAAAcbI/D8AkPimSlA4/s640/DSC_0990.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Next we headed indoors to paint a really &lt;em&gt;spooky &lt;/em&gt;Halloween spider!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1rixnwVI/AAAAAAAAcVw/ZPbH35uHaEg/s1600/DSC_0993.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1rixnwVI/AAAAAAAAcVw/ZPbH35uHaEg/s400/DSC_0993.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN19zQlXPI/AAAAAAAAcZ8/JW4NTtRfZwk/s1600/DSC_1026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN19zQlXPI/AAAAAAAAcZ8/JW4NTtRfZwk/s400/DSC_1026.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1u8esOFI/AAAAAAAAcWg/6YUapbJIOhQ/s1600/DSC_0999.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1u8esOFI/AAAAAAAAcWg/6YUapbJIOhQ/s400/DSC_0999.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-1413781731719105316?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/1413781731719105316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=1413781731719105316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/1413781731719105316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/1413781731719105316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/11/spiderman-sightings-in-seattle.html' title='Spiderman Sightings in Seattle'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1_ziPPLI/AAAAAAAAcac/s6WAjriam-Q/s72-c/DSC_1030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-7912626719943925924</id><published>2010-11-13T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:59:19.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huskies vs. Beavers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN0zs7jY5I/AAAAAAAAcNQ/T9-2Uteys5U/s1600/DSC_0915.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN0zs7jY5I/AAAAAAAAcNQ/T9-2Uteys5U/s640/DSC_0915.JPG" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know most of our posts are about the Husky games we go to, but that is what our Saturday's have become; either going to the games or watching them at home.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We've become quite the football fans,&amp;nbsp;I'm even beginning to understand the rules of the game!&amp;nbsp; HA!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;To&amp;nbsp;impress&amp;nbsp;Ben even more I've gone the&amp;nbsp;extra mile and learned some of the names of the players, so I can yell out&amp;nbsp;'Go Agular!' or&amp;nbsp;'Nice catch&amp;nbsp;Jermaine!'&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1Dpz2uPI/AAAAAAAAcRE/ffICL9IuQ68/s1600/DSC_0947.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1Dpz2uPI/AAAAAAAAcRE/ffICL9IuQ68/s400/DSC_0947.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This particular game was against the Oregon State Beavers, and the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Huskies managed to pull out a win after a double overtime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN090HwCVI/AAAAAAAAcP4/Jab05Hsg-QU/s1600/DSC_0934.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN090HwCVI/AAAAAAAAcP4/Jab05Hsg-QU/s400/DSC_0934.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben was freaking out during the double overtime, it was a nail biter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1FgRD1DI/AAAAAAAAcRs/UOE8tMX-QC8/s1600/DSC_0951.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1FgRD1DI/AAAAAAAAcRs/UOE8tMX-QC8/s400/DSC_0951.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1JbewEoI/AAAAAAAAcSk/QwlqjkG6SXE/s1600/DSC_0958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1JbewEoI/AAAAAAAAcSk/QwlqjkG6SXE/s400/DSC_0958.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1NC2s6YI/AAAAAAAAcTg/QCqarCciaoI/s1600/DSC_0965.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN1NC2s6YI/AAAAAAAAcTg/QCqarCciaoI/s400/DSC_0965.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-7912626719943925924?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/7912626719943925924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=7912626719943925924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7912626719943925924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7912626719943925924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-know-most-of-our-posts-are-about.html' title='Huskies vs. Beavers'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TNN0zs7jY5I/AAAAAAAAcNQ/T9-2Uteys5U/s72-c/DSC_0915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-2992886777105316988</id><published>2010-11-02T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:38:24.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandy, a Scaredy Cat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love watching scary movies... in the comfort of my home, with all the blinds closed tightly, underneath a blanket, with a hood tightly wrapped around my head.&amp;nbsp; No seriously, I love being scared in&amp;nbsp;a movie.&amp;nbsp; I might overreact and get 'really into it' but for some reason being scared at home while watching a movie is fun for me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Friday&amp;nbsp;Ben and I sat down to watch &lt;em&gt;I Know What You Did Last Summer&lt;/em&gt;, a 'classic scary' movie from our high school years.&amp;nbsp; Some how we talked our friends Tyler and Stacy into joining us, we wanted to get into the Halloween spirit.&amp;nbsp; During the scariest parts (Ben is insisting that I say IKWYDLS is NOT a scary movie) I was running in place, screaming, and cowering under my blanket, while everyone else was laughing.&amp;nbsp; Come to think of it were they laughing at me or Jennifer Love Hewitt's acting ability?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I act the way I do because I put myself in the place of the victim or victim- to-be in the movies.&amp;nbsp; I just want to run for my (or their) life!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haunted Houses,&amp;nbsp;now those bring on a whole new level of fright!&amp;nbsp; I can't hide under my blanket, something can come out and grab me or worse chase me!!&amp;nbsp; (The haunted corn mazes are the worst.)&amp;nbsp; Ben saw this clip of a writer on the &lt;em&gt;Ellen&lt;/em&gt; show going through a haunted house and immediately thought of me.&amp;nbsp; He is spot on, I would like to think I wouldn't swear as much (who am I kidding) but when I watched the video it was like I was watching myself go through the haunted house.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&amp;nbsp; (And think of me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object align="middle" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/sflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" height="316" id="embed" width="480"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://wbads.vo.llnwd.net/o25/u/telepixtv/ellen/us/video/player/embed.swf"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="mediaKey=e6c4d773-3465-4dc2-89e8-d171ea0b417b&amp;image=http://wbads.vo.llnwd.net/o25/u/telepixtv/ellen/us/video/2010-10/28/102810_amy_still.jpg&amp;origin=embed"/&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"/&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://wbads.vo.llnwd.net/o25/u/telepixtv/ellen/us/video/player/embed.swf" flashVars="mediaKey=e6c4d773-3465-4dc2-89e8-d171ea0b417b&amp;image=http://wbads.vo.llnwd.net/o25/u/telepixtv/ellen/us/video/2010-10/28/102810_amy_still.jpg&amp;origin=embed" width="480" height="316" name="embed" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; 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I've been watching it while editing some photos, and find myself falling over my computer laughing in fits!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right now "Oprah" Maya Rudolph&amp;nbsp;is giving her audience her "favorite things," ensuing mass hysteria in the&amp;nbsp;audience including&amp;nbsp;causing a women to go into labor, Tina Fey biting into a whole turkey, and Amy Poehler's head exploding.&amp;nbsp; If you have ever seen an "Oprah's favorite things episode" you would recognize that their interpretation of it is spot on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of my all time favorite sketches that I&amp;nbsp;revisited tonight&amp;nbsp;is the &lt;em&gt;Lawrence Welk Show&lt;/em&gt; with Will Ferrell and "baby hands."&amp;nbsp; Watch and enjoy, I don't think it needs any explanation.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="288" width="512"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/8_w7Fg6171f4aSjOKhzcBw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/8_w7Fg6171f4aSjOKhzcBw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  width="512" height="288" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-2357080557939981925?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/2357080557939981925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=2357080557939981925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2357080557939981925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2357080557939981925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-go-girl.html' title='You Go Girl!'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-2217321347404846577</id><published>2010-10-17T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T12:42:00.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rooby-Rooby-ROO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLoBCHMy3rI/AAAAAAAAcBQ/9b0wglv0U4g/s1600/scooby-doo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLoBCHMy3rI/AAAAAAAAcBQ/9b0wglv0U4g/s640/scooby-doo.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;To say the Natalie and William &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; Scooby-Doo would be an understatement.&amp;nbsp; They are slightly obsessed.&amp;nbsp; A while ago Ben and I discovered that our Netflix on demand had several Scooby-Doo short movies and we introduced them to Natalie and Will.&amp;nbsp; Ever since that day William especially has taken a liking to Scooby;&amp;nbsp;he has a 'Shaggy' voice that he perfected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsNKA4mbI/AAAAAAAAb6o/xyKUebgfXUk/s1600/DSC_0880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsNKA4mbI/AAAAAAAAb6o/xyKUebgfXUk/s400/DSC_0880.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The other day I was in Target and spotted Scooby Snacks, I knew I had to get them!&amp;nbsp; When I showed William he said, "Like, wow!&amp;nbsp; Scooby Snacks!&amp;nbsp; Zoinks!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsRymBtwI/AAAAAAAAb68/EAA7CFtTOGY/s1600/DSC_0882.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsRymBtwI/AAAAAAAAb68/EAA7CFtTOGY/s400/DSC_0882.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsO6xeNzI/AAAAAAAAb6w/de5gOwc4eFc/s1600/DSC_0881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsO6xeNzI/AAAAAAAAb6w/de5gOwc4eFc/s400/DSC_0881.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-2217321347404846577?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/2217321347404846577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=2217321347404846577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2217321347404846577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2217321347404846577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/10/rooby-rooby-roo.html' title='Rooby-Rooby-ROO!'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLoBCHMy3rI/AAAAAAAAcBQ/9b0wglv0U4g/s72-c/scooby-doo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-2219096534654406</id><published>2010-10-16T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T13:43:56.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Huskies vs. Sun Devils</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnr5wrRoCI/AAAAAAAAcBc/78uZucJ5Ags/s1600/DSC_0903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnr5wrRoCI/AAAAAAAAcBc/78uZucJ5Ags/s640/DSC_0903.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish the high-fiving and cheering in the picture above was indicative of the final score of the game last week but unfortunately the Huskies didn't come out on top.&amp;nbsp; Even though the Sun Devils walked away with the win we had a great time at the game.&amp;nbsp; It was my first rainy football game, and I tried to go well prepared for the weather.&amp;nbsp; No matter the preparations I don't think&amp;nbsp;Ben and I could have ever imagined how wet&amp;nbsp;we'd get.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsE6ILp5I/AAAAAAAAcBs/cylrA2s09e4/s1600/DSC_0908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsE6ILp5I/AAAAAAAAcBs/cylrA2s09e4/s400/DSC_0908.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our seats were in the (uncovered) east end bleachers and within the first quarter we were soaked to the bone.&amp;nbsp; Even the stylish UW ponchos I bought weren't helping much, the rain just wouldn't let up not to mention we were standing in puddles the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsG1Rx0PI/AAAAAAAAcB4/k0XLj11zQXQ/s1600/DSC_0909.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsG1Rx0PI/AAAAAAAAcB4/k0XLj11zQXQ/s400/DSC_0909.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsKVuBezI/AAAAAAAAcCI/D6a2uMt6Bgc/s1600/DSC_0911.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsKVuBezI/AAAAAAAAcCI/D6a2uMt6Bgc/s400/DSC_0911.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnrsLpAGMI/AAAAAAAAcCo/NvkG1LrH1cg/s1600/DSC_0897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="255" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnrsLpAGMI/AAAAAAAAcCo/NvkG1LrH1cg/s400/DSC_0897.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We&amp;nbsp;were so wet and cold by the second quarter we spotted some seats in the north end upper deck and made the trek up to the top.&amp;nbsp; While we were dry at the top the wind was blowing so we were freezing... all weather conditions consdiered we still had a great time and are looking forward to our next game this evening against Oregon State.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-2219096534654406?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/2219096534654406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=2219096534654406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2219096534654406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2219096534654406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/10/huskies-vs-sun-devils.html' title='Huskies vs. Sun Devils'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnr5wrRoCI/AAAAAAAAcBc/78uZucJ5Ags/s72-c/DSC_0903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-2406198196023457684</id><published>2010-10-16T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T13:41:58.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tot Trek's in Seattle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsivUbi1I/AAAAAAAAcAc/LDjeqBBjr28/s1600/DSC_0866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLns1zqb32I/AAAAAAAAcAE/Bx4heNi9Das/s1600/DSC_0874.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLns1zqb32I/AAAAAAAAcAE/Bx4heNi9Das/s640/DSC_0874.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;William and I have made a new discovery in Seattle!&amp;nbsp; A friend of mine (who has two boys) told me about Tot Trek's, they're basically a kid friendly hike and nature lesson at one of our local parks and Environmental Learning Center.&amp;nbsp; William loves going on the Tot Trek's and I love them too&amp;nbsp;because I usually end up learning something a long the way!&amp;nbsp; This particular Tot Trek was called 'Every Living Thing.'&amp;nbsp; The kids learned that every living thing needs: food, water, and shelter to live.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsfX5FPGI/AAAAAAAAcAs/cWMihmHL6lA/s1600/DSC_0865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsfX5FPGI/AAAAAAAAcAs/cWMihmHL6lA/s400/DSC_0865.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsivUbi1I/AAAAAAAAcAc/LDjeqBBjr28/s400/DSC_0866.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The naturalist brought some worms in for the kids to hold and made a worm bed with soil. The naturalist then gave the kids a banana peels to 'feed' to the worms,&amp;nbsp;then told the kids that the worms needed&amp;nbsp;a shelter.&amp;nbsp; She instructed the kids to collect leaves to add to our worm bed that would act as a shelter for the worm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsuRkJ3lI/AAAAAAAAcAU/M6PFNfTgWGQ/s1600/DSC_0871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLnsuRkJ3lI/AAAAAAAAcAU/M6PFNfTgWGQ/s400/DSC_0871.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The mayor of Seattle recently announced his budget proposal for 2011 and while reading the proposal I was disappointed to see that Tot Trek's like these are on the&amp;nbsp;list of&amp;nbsp;budget cuts.&amp;nbsp; I'm&amp;nbsp;working on a plea to the&amp;nbsp;City Council to keep programs like these open because I feel&amp;nbsp;they greatly benefit children (toddlers and school aged) in the Seattle area.&amp;nbsp; It was interesting to find out that programs like these are fully paid for by the tuition they charge for each class.&amp;nbsp; The naturalist told me that her fee and all the supplies used in the class are paid for by our&amp;nbsp;registration fee.&amp;nbsp; So, if you are a nanny, like me, or a mom or dad, I encourage you to support programs like these in Seattle to show the City Council and the Mayor that there is a demand for them.&amp;nbsp; If you want a little extra credit write to the City Council by clicking &lt;a href="http://seattle.gov/council/Bagshaw/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, I'm getting of my soap box... now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLntDL40o4I/AAAAAAAAb_4/jHPbLPQ4vkY/s1600/DSC_0879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLntDL40o4I/AAAAAAAAb_4/jHPbLPQ4vkY/s640/DSC_0879.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-2406198196023457684?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/2406198196023457684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=2406198196023457684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2406198196023457684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2406198196023457684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/10/tot-treks-in-seattle.html' title='Tot Trek&apos;s in Seattle'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TLns1zqb32I/AAAAAAAAcAE/Bx4heNi9Das/s72-c/DSC_0874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-5983320786515789132</id><published>2010-10-16T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T12:41:37.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Stars!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;A few weekends ago Ben, my mom, and I attended a very exciting sporting event:&amp;nbsp; Soccer Stars vs.&amp;nbsp;Pink Snow Leopards!&amp;nbsp; Natalie (one of the kiddos I&amp;nbsp;nanny for) invited us to her&amp;nbsp;soccer game, it was the perfect fall afternoon.&amp;nbsp; Natalie was fantastic, we even got to see her score twice!&amp;nbsp; GO SOCCER STARS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TKAdzqI4BaI/AAAAAAAAbfY/wH9E2ZEhRz8/s1600/DSC_0764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TKAdzqI4BaI/AAAAAAAAbfY/wH9E2ZEhRz8/s400/DSC_0764.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TKAd2pfzYxI/AAAAAAAAbf4/hPcylWltqYQ/s1600/DSC_0773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TKAd2pfzYxI/AAAAAAAAbf4/hPcylWltqYQ/s400/DSC_0773.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get in her way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TKAd9UEwMDI/AAAAAAAAbg8/tTRWDDEHp3E/s1600/DSC_0824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TKAd9UEwMDI/AAAAAAAAbg8/tTRWDDEHp3E/s400/DSC_0824.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;GOAL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TKAd_V2_RnI/AAAAAAAAbhU/z4DLgrhhxww/s1600/DSC_0847.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TKAd_V2_RnI/AAAAAAAAbhU/z4DLgrhhxww/s400/DSC_0847.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just had to include a photo of the cutest fan on the sidelines!&amp;nbsp; William cheering on his big sister!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TKAeC4w33-I/AAAAAAAAbh0/32QkWywHZ_M/s1600/DSC_0855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TKAeC4w33-I/AAAAAAAAbh0/32QkWywHZ_M/s400/DSC_0855.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-5983320786515789132?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/5983320786515789132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=5983320786515789132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/5983320786515789132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/5983320786515789132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/10/soccer-stars.html' title='Soccer Stars!'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TKAdzqI4BaI/AAAAAAAAbfY/wH9E2ZEhRz8/s72-c/DSC_0764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-1186338941510613132</id><published>2010-10-05T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T13:03:36.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so Gleeful for Glee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have definitely blogged about my love for &lt;em&gt;Glee&lt;/em&gt; in the past, see &lt;a href="http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-you-like-then-you-shouldve-put-ring.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I loved every second of the show when it first started; it was something I looked forward to week to week.&amp;nbsp; Since getting a DVR rarely&amp;nbsp;is there a show that I schedule in my life as an appointment.&amp;nbsp; (One that I watch while it's on because I don't want be delayed or miss&amp;nbsp;out on any of the conversation happening the next day.) But last fall I sat down (with bated breath) and watched every episode as it aired.&amp;nbsp; Usually I would jump on my iTouch during the show and buy one of the songs they just performed because it was that good.&amp;nbsp; I constantly recommended the show to people and even had &lt;em&gt;Glee&lt;/em&gt; viewing parties at my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, what has changed?&amp;nbsp; Why am I not so &lt;em&gt;Gleeful&lt;/em&gt; for &lt;em&gt;Glee&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The show has become one giant music video.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What&amp;nbsp;happened to the story lines and the characters that we cared so much about?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When the&amp;nbsp;Madonna episode aired&amp;nbsp;they worked songs like "Like a Virgin" and "Open Your Heart to Me" into the story lines so well.&amp;nbsp; In the Britney Spears episode they had each character go to the dentist, be put under, and 'dream' up a Britney fantasy.&amp;nbsp; The only song that was even a bit interesting or tied to a story line was "Toxic."&amp;nbsp; In the musical film genre several songs are sung by characters that are interwoven into the narrative.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Glee&lt;/em&gt; once was that, now I fear it's&amp;nbsp;becoming a place to showcase an artist and their song book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will Schuster needs to be reined in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know if&amp;nbsp;it's the story line they've been&amp;nbsp;giving him lately or just that he's&amp;nbsp;over acting but I cringe almost every time he's on screen.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I mean why&amp;nbsp;is he singing/jamming to&amp;nbsp;Christopher Cross'&amp;nbsp;"Sailing" in a Corvette?&amp;nbsp; Am I supposed to be&amp;nbsp;laughing at him, because I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The show is crossing the line from funny to inappropriate or maybe&amp;nbsp;just plain weird.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Either I getting old or becoming a prude (which I refuse to think it's the latter) but I was just plain confused by last weeks 'butt sweat' scene with &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/content/ontv/movieawards/2010/photo/flipbook/10-red-carpet/josh-sussman-pg199104.jpg"&gt;Jacob Ben Israel&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; and Sue Sylvester.&amp;nbsp; I still don't know what was going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I could keep going but I have hope that they're going to turn the show around.&amp;nbsp; That they'll go back to the love triangle&amp;nbsp;of Emma - Will - Terry, that Sue Sylvester and Will will continue to have their disdain for each other (because that's when we get some of the best Sue lines), and that the Glee Club will go back to doing performances like "Somebody to Love" and "Don't Stop Believing."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After all that's what we (or at least I) fell in love with.&amp;nbsp; I will not stop believing... for now... but I am&amp;nbsp;treading lightly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jimmy Fallon&amp;nbsp;recently had Justin Timberlake on his show and they&amp;nbsp;had their own musical moment, show casing a song that Glee has also done.&amp;nbsp; Who do you think did it better?&amp;nbsp; I'm partial to the Jimmy Fallon - Justin Timberlake performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Glee -&amp;nbsp;performing "Empire State of Mind"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5_MT0WL7upI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5_MT0WL7upI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jimmy Fallon &amp;amp; Justin Timberlake performing a "History of Rap" skip to min 2:40 if you don't want to watch the whole thing... although I highly recommend the whole video.&amp;nbsp; It could be that I'm a huge fan of Jimmy Fallon or that versions of him remind of Ben; whatever the case they take the cake in this video contest if you ask me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="400" width="520"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/video/xf0tqp_the-history-of-rap-by-jimmy-fallon_music?additionalInfos=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/video/xf0tqp_the-history-of-rap-by-jimmy-fallon_music?additionalInfos=0" width="520" height="400" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xf0tqp_the-history-of-rap-by-jimmy-fallon_music"&gt;'The History of Rap' by Jimmy Fallon and Justin Timberlake.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/le_geek_cest_chic"&gt;le_geek_cest_chic&lt;/a&gt;. - &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/us/channel/music"&gt;Watch more music videos, in HD!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-1186338941510613132?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/1186338941510613132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=1186338941510613132' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/1186338941510613132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/1186338941510613132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-so-gleeful-about-glee.html' title='Not so Gleeful for Glee'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-6887656593194417421</id><published>2010-09-23T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T12:15:43.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And they're back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be totally honest I wasn't &lt;u&gt;super&lt;/u&gt; excited about The Office premiere this year.&amp;nbsp; I've been feeling a little 'done' with the show lately; it's just felt tired.&amp;nbsp; Then with the news that this is Michael's last season I really thought the show was on it's last legs.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;However, at 9pm tonight my opinion changed completely.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJxAl2pGn0I/AAAAAAAAbeY/0M0X8JerTlY/s1600/the-office-dwight-schrute-709079_1280_1024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJxAl2pGn0I/AAAAAAAAbeY/0M0X8JerTlY/s320/the-office-dwight-schrute-709079_1280_1024.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How did I make it through the summer without you?&amp;nbsp; Why did I ever doubt your comedic brilliance?&amp;nbsp; Tonight's episode was fantastic.&amp;nbsp; I am now &lt;u&gt;super&lt;/u&gt; excited about this season even if it is Michael's last.&amp;nbsp; Here is a little taste from tonight: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object align="middle" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" height="283" width="384"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget.nbc.com/videos/nbcshort_at.swf?CXNID=1000004.10045NXC&amp;widID=4727a250e66f9723&amp;clipID=1249915&amp;showID=22&amp;siteurl=http://www.nbc.com?vty=fromWidget_Video&amp;dst=nbc|widget|NBC Video&amp;__source=nbc|widget|NBC Video"/&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget.nbc.com/videos/nbcshort_at.swf?CXNID=1000004.10045NXC&amp;widID=4727a250e66f9723&amp;clipID=1249915&amp;showID=22&amp;siteurl=http://www.nbc.com?vty=fromWidget_Video&amp;dst=nbc|widget|NBC Video&amp;__source=nbc|widget|NBC Video" quality="high" bgcolor="#000000" width="384" height="283" align="middle" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Ben's article from BuddyTV about the upcoming season, &lt;a href="http://www.buddytv.com/articles/the-office/video-behind-the-scenes-with-t-38165.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also his slide show of the &lt;a href="http://www.buddytv.com/slideshows/the-office/how-uncomfortable-the-25-most-awkward-moments-from-the-office-88871.aspx"&gt;25 Most Awkward Moments.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-6887656593194417421?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/6887656593194417421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=6887656593194417421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6887656593194417421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6887656593194417421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-theyre-back.html' title='And they&apos;re back.'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJxAl2pGn0I/AAAAAAAAbeY/0M0X8JerTlY/s72-c/the-office-dwight-schrute-709079_1280_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-4641759238675635779</id><published>2010-09-21T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T23:04:57.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJmcJtnAmBI/AAAAAAAAbdg/1Quk3HVZlk4/s1600/s-WALTER-BREUNING-WORLDS-OLDEST-MAN-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJmcJtnAmBI/AAAAAAAAbdg/1Quk3HVZlk4/s200/s-WALTER-BREUNING-WORLDS-OLDEST-MAN-large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519614508995221522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Birthday Ben!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you didn't know you share a birthday with the &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/09/21/walter-breuning-oldest-man-birthday-montana_n_734047.html"&gt;oldest man alive&lt;/a&gt;!! Here's hoping we get to spend our 114th year together!  :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Tahoma,serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;font-size:12px;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-4641759238675635779?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/4641759238675635779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=4641759238675635779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/4641759238675635779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/4641759238675635779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJmcJtnAmBI/AAAAAAAAbdg/1Quk3HVZlk4/s72-c/s-WALTER-BREUNING-WORLDS-OLDEST-MAN-large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-2175145180323527767</id><published>2010-09-21T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T11:16:32.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading. Commenting. Responding. Editing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJpH64qux7I/AAAAAAAAbd4/MIdJTpxto7I/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJpH64qux7I/AAAAAAAAbd4/MIdJTpxto7I/s200/1.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ben finished his first week at Buddy TV on a high note; getting to interview the latest cast-off from Survivor!  Yes, that means at some point he will get to interview Jimmy Johnson, retired NFL coach, if and when he gets voted off.  Ben is being very coy about the whole deal, but I know he is loving every second of this gig!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, many of you have commented that it is hard to find all that Ben is posting on Buddy TV.  I agree, when you go to his profile on the website one would think it would list all articles 'by Ben' but it does not.  So I have created links on the right hand side of our blog that I will try to update daily with his new articles as they get posted.  I hope this helps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-2175145180323527767?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/2175145180323527767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=2175145180323527767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2175145180323527767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/2175145180323527767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/09/reading-reviewing-commenting-responding.html' title='Reading. Commenting. Responding. Editing.'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJpH64qux7I/AAAAAAAAbd4/MIdJTpxto7I/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-7687631009512296204</id><published>2010-09-18T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T16:21:12.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Huskies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After watching the Husky - Nebraska massacre this afternoon I felt I needed to post the photos from the Husky - Syracuse game we went to last week; so I could forget about today's game.  Ben and I attended our first (out of four) Husky game last weekend and walked away with a win!  Ben was super excited about the game, I was too but also relieved that the weather cooperated and we didn't have to break out the garbage bag ponchos this early into the season.  (It does tend to rain a bit in Seattle.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVCs_lwHqI/AAAAAAAAbdA/4rezY3LuurU/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVCs_lwHqI/AAAAAAAAbdA/4rezY3LuurU/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518390259163864738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVCsQMcg8I/AAAAAAAAbc4/Z9Cci2Ek9v8/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVCsQMcg8I/AAAAAAAAbc4/Z9Cci2Ek9v8/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518390246441255874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVCsNBtWvI/AAAAAAAAbcw/l3YnfmMYGNo/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVCsNBtWvI/AAAAAAAAbcw/l3YnfmMYGNo/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518390245590915826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The game was on Saturday, September 11th so emotions we a little heightened during the national anthem.  It always amazes me when an entire stadium can become quiet during a moment of silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVCiI-SMYI/AAAAAAAAbco/ZYgb2MTdCeM/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVCiI-SMYI/AAAAAAAAbco/ZYgb2MTdCeM/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518390072704119170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVCh2BLKBI/AAAAAAAAbcg/kK4U7pgL2Ug/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVCh2BLKBI/AAAAAAAAbcg/kK4U7pgL2Ug/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVCh2BLKBI/AAAAAAAAbcg/kK4U7pgL2Ug/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518390067615967250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Presidents of the United States of America played the half time show; &lt;i&gt;she's lump, she's lump, she's lump&lt;/i&gt;, it's been in my head... ever since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVChhiUV1I/AAAAAAAAbcY/h1Wl-uN7M-4/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVChhiUV1I/AAAAAAAAbcY/h1Wl-uN7M-4/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0366.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518390062117836626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVChDgEbjI/AAAAAAAAbcQ/DRu5c_vDF-w/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVChDgEbjI/AAAAAAAAbcQ/DRu5c_vDF-w/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVChDgEbjI/AAAAAAAAbcQ/DRu5c_vDF-w/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518390054055341618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Huskies WIN!  The outcome was better than todays game (56-21 Nebraska... BOO!) lets hope we can play more games like this one, against Syracuse, the rest of the season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVChDgEbjI/AAAAAAAAbcQ/DRu5c_vDF-w/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVCgbRNKyI/AAAAAAAAbcI/rr5lFeeKCLk/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVCgbRNKyI/AAAAAAAAbcI/rr5lFeeKCLk/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0374.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518390043255581474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-7687631009512296204?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/7687631009512296204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=7687631009512296204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7687631009512296204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7687631009512296204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/09/go-huskies.html' title='Go Huskies!'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJVCs_lwHqI/AAAAAAAAbdA/4rezY3LuurU/s72-c/Copy+of+DSC_0336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-6218729003188953411</id><published>2010-09-15T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T18:13:36.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviewing the Tube</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJFps9LmyvI/AAAAAAAAbcA/T4QTQaE60wc/s1600/BuddyTV+Logo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJFps9LmyvI/AAAAAAAAbcA/T4QTQaE60wc/s400/BuddyTV+Logo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517307239563971314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;News for the Watson's : Ben has landed his *dream* job!  He was hired last week to write reviews for a budding new website &lt;a href="http://www.buddytv.com/"&gt;BuddyTV.com&lt;/a&gt;  He is the official 'Survivor Guy,' watching, recapping, and reviewing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Survivor: Nicaragua&lt;/span&gt;.  So for all you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Survivor&lt;/span&gt; fans (even if you haven't been one for a while) tune in on Wednesday's on CBS to watch the show and then go to &lt;a href="http://www.buddytv.com/"&gt;BuddyTV.com&lt;/a&gt; to keep the conversation going with Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Here is his first article, &lt;a href="http://www.buddytv.com/articles/survivor/5-reasons-to-get-excited-about-38046.aspx"&gt;5 Reasons to Get Excited About 'Survivor: Nicaragua'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also writes TV News Stories (basically anything that happens with celebs from TV shows that the website thinks will draw interest to their site) here are links to some of his other articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buddytv.com/articles/gossip-girl/tim-gunn-taylor-momsen-is-a-di-38062.aspx"&gt;Tim Gunn:  Taylor Momsen is a Diva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buddytv.com/articles/bones/buddy-bites-bones-spoiler-cast-38059.aspx"&gt;'Bones' Spoiler, Casting News and Music on 'Gossip Girl' Just Got Better&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buddytv.com/articles/the-big-bang-theory/buddy-bites-my-boys-calls-it-q-38050.aspx"&gt;'My Boys' Calls it Quits, Marlo is Back, and Oprah's at it Again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the TV shows he's writing about I've never watched, but it's still fun and entertaining to read!  Leave him a comment either on our blog or under the article on &lt;a href="http://www.buddytv.com/"&gt;BuddyTV.com&lt;/a&gt;, I know he'd love to hear from you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-6218729003188953411?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/6218729003188953411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=6218729003188953411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6218729003188953411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6218729003188953411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/09/reviewing-tube.html' title='Reviewing the Tube'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TJFps9LmyvI/AAAAAAAAbcA/T4QTQaE60wc/s72-c/BuddyTV+Logo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-447828204082861686</id><published>2010-09-07T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T11:20:16.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deception Pass Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ben and I love Deception Pass!  When we have out of town guests, if we have time for the drive, we take them to the tall bridge to show off one of Washington's most spectacular sights.  When Groupon (a website offering daily deals on local fare, entertainment, and more) advertised discounted tickets for a catamaran tour of Deception Pass we knew we couldn't pass it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The day we scheduled the tour our weather wasn't looking too good, but as we made the hour and half drive north the sun started shining!  We boarded the boat in the sun shine excited to learn more about the area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfYFGzThQI/AAAAAAAAbbg/qnD6yVV4no8/s1600/Copy+of+July+033.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514613850975208706" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfYFGzThQI/AAAAAAAAbbg/qnD6yVV4no8/s400/Copy+of+July+033.jpg" style="height: 267px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Blue Heron standing on the rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfYEo28Q0I/AAAAAAAAbbY/pKcpsFuaXPE/s1600/Copy+of+July+043.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514613842937398082" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfYEo28Q0I/AAAAAAAAbbY/pKcpsFuaXPE/s400/Copy+of+July+043.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 267px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;This cliff side is the sight of an old prison rock quarry.  In the early 1900's prisoners cut rock and loaded it onto a barge to be taken down to Seattle's waterfront.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfYEAwQoII/AAAAAAAAbbI/HMlRPl2PsWg/s1600/Copy+of+July+054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514613832171954306" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfYEAwQoII/AAAAAAAAbbI/HMlRPl2PsWg/s400/Copy+of+July+054.jpg" style="height: 400px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfYEUvFhsI/AAAAAAAAbbQ/ybrM-oQ7LOs/s1600/Copy+of+July+052.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514613837535741634" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfYEUvFhsI/AAAAAAAAbbQ/ybrM-oQ7LOs/s400/Copy+of+July+052.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfYEAwQoII/AAAAAAAAbbI/HMlRPl2PsWg/s1600/Copy+of+July+054.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A new perspective of the bridge that we've walked across numerous times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfX2MJ_TzI/AAAAAAAAba4/r3-aLUKhzy4/s1600/Copy+of+July+061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514613594714492722" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfX2MJ_TzI/AAAAAAAAba4/r3-aLUKhzy4/s400/Copy+of+July+061.jpg" style="height: 400px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfYDg__hAI/AAAAAAAAbbA/MpNoyYHttUA/s1600/Copy+of+July+060.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514613823648007170" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfYDg__hAI/AAAAAAAAbbA/MpNoyYHttUA/s400/Copy+of+July+060.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfX2MJ_TzI/AAAAAAAAba4/r3-aLUKhzy4/s1600/Copy+of+July+061.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Although the sun came out, some low clouds/fog remained in the area.  The conditions made for some really cool spooky like photographs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfX14-nDLI/AAAAAAAAbaw/GavstTNlEe8/s1600/Copy+of+July+078.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514613589566491826" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfX14-nDLI/AAAAAAAAbaw/GavstTNlEe8/s400/Copy+of+July+078.jpg" style="height: 267px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfX1kf3duI/AAAAAAAAbao/kIexBa6-CQg/s1600/Copy+of+July+077.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514613584068835042" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfX1kf3duI/AAAAAAAAbao/kIexBa6-CQg/s400/Copy+of+July+077.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 267px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfX1QtxpsI/AAAAAAAAbag/GqHHLZiFOHY/s1600/Copy+of+July+063.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="427" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514613578758465218" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfX1QtxpsI/AAAAAAAAbag/GqHHLZiFOHY/s640/Copy+of+July+063.jpg" style="height: 267px; width: 400px;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfX07lA_sI/AAAAAAAAbaY/JEyX-w5CRd0/s1600/Copy+of+July+041.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514613573084577474" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfX07lA_sI/AAAAAAAAbaY/JEyX-w5CRd0/s400/Copy+of+July+041.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 267px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;As we traveled west towards Deception Island (away from the bridge and mainland) it got foggier and foggier.  At one point all we could see was few feet in front of the boat.  I had no idea what direction we were going!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfXlhKUeSI/AAAAAAAAbaQ/SzcVBqTbPOg/s1600/Copy+of+July+074.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514613308295248162" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfXlhKUeSI/AAAAAAAAbaQ/SzcVBqTbPOg/s400/Copy+of+July+074.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The tour was about an hour in length and was very fun!  We learned all about the surrounding islands and why the water swirls and is very unpredictable in Deception Pass.  It was a fun time and we'd recommend the tour to anyone visiting the area!  (Especially if you can get a Groupon!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfXkzMqdfI/AAAAAAAAbaI/H49bVYP4MiY/s1600/Copy+of+July+068.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514613295957046770" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfXkzMqdfI/AAAAAAAAbaI/H49bVYP4MiY/s400/Copy+of+July+068.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;After we got off the boat I wanted to get a picture of the two of us.  So I did my usual, find a place to rest the camera, set the timer, and run.  It was a little windy and my hair was all over the place, so I kept insisting we do another picture, and another, and another...  I just couldn't get it right.  Anyway, I think Ben was getting annoyed.  We ended up taking about 15 shots before I was pleased.  Below are a few of my favorites!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfXkmXa2nI/AAAAAAAAbaA/Xzrben6TpNs/s1600/Copy+of+July+088.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514613292512500338" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfXkmXa2nI/AAAAAAAAbaA/Xzrben6TpNs/s400/Copy+of+July+088.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 267px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfXj0yiGjI/AAAAAAAAbZ4/6PZzDFYjzCU/s1600/Copy+of+July+094.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514613279204448818" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfXj0yiGjI/AAAAAAAAbZ4/6PZzDFYjzCU/s400/Copy+of+July+094.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 267px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfXjvxh71I/AAAAAAAAbZw/h3ossEUA-ks/s1600/Copy+of+July+097.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfXjvxh71I/AAAAAAAAbZw/h3ossEUA-ks/s1600/Copy+of+July+097.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514613277858066258" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfXjvxh71I/AAAAAAAAbZw/h3ossEUA-ks/s400/Copy+of+July+097.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 267px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-447828204082861686?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/447828204082861686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=447828204082861686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/447828204082861686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/447828204082861686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/09/deception-pass-tour.html' title='Deception Pass Tour'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfYFGzThQI/AAAAAAAAbbg/qnD6yVV4no8/s72-c/Copy+of+July+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-3988820117702941703</id><published>2010-09-07T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T11:05:30.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fast Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, serif; font-size: small; "&gt;Whenever I've tried to write in a journal I end up forgetting about it after a few weeks.  By the time I rediscover it the task of recapping everything that has happened since the last entry is insurmountable.  So I give up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, serif; font-size: small; "&gt;I've felt like that about this blog lately, I've totally neglected it all summer.  However, I have put far too much effort recording our monthly adventures for the past two years to never blog again.  So I've decided to fast forward through summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It has been a great summer job wise.  I've been at the pool practically everyday (who would trade that to be stuck in a building?) for swimming lessons with the kids I nanny.  I think we ended up doing a total of 8 weeks of lessons!  On the hot and sunny days we'd stay at the pool for free swim and I'd get a chance to get in the pool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfJ9VVMgxI/AAAAAAAAbZo/qslQdydJK8E/s1600/July+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfJj5kOrjI/AAAAAAAAbYw/wQ047iN5qyY/s1600/July+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfJj5kOrjI/AAAAAAAAbYw/wQ047iN5qyY/s400/July+016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514597887323844146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In July we had Ben's brother and wife (Adam and Carolina) visit for a weekend.  We had a fabulous time &lt;i&gt;filled&lt;/i&gt; with the quintessential Seattle sites.  I think Adam and Carolina got a picture of all of us, but somehow I didn't.  Oh well.  Here Ben and I are on the ferry on the way home from Bainbridge Island.  One of our favorite things to do with out of town guests.  The perfect way to see the city!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfJkQVnwbI/AAAAAAAAbY4/McoBfrDWuaU/s1600/Copy+of+July+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfJkQVnwbI/AAAAAAAAbY4/McoBfrDWuaU/s400/Copy+of+July+005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514597893436588466" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We had some friends over on the 4th of July to watch the fireworks from the rooftop.  Stacy treated us to a FANTASTIC &lt;i&gt;Barefoot Contessa&lt;/i&gt; Flag Cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfJk_0Xs1I/AAAAAAAAbZA/xpx6wn2M0wE/s1600/Copy+of+July+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfJk_0Xs1I/AAAAAAAAbZA/xpx6wn2M0wE/s400/Copy+of+July+002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514597906182026066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We made it out to a few Mariner's games.  One against the Yankees and one against the Red Sox.  They lost both, surprise, surprise.  We had fun regardless, especially when eating the garlic fries!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfJ9BnKXII/AAAAAAAAbZg/6GSCF_DHRUc/s1600/July+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfJ9BnKXII/AAAAAAAAbZg/6GSCF_DHRUc/s400/July+026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514598318980357250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, serif; font-size: small; "&gt;Here we are at Safeco Field, please excuse the crazy hair... this was taken on one of Seattle's 90 degree days!  We were melting.  (I know, we're wimps!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfJ8mA3WGI/AAAAAAAAbZY/Z48D1R_bt-g/s1600/July+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfJ8mA3WGI/AAAAAAAAbZY/Z48D1R_bt-g/s400/July+021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514598311571970146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-3988820117702941703?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/3988820117702941703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=3988820117702941703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3988820117702941703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/3988820117702941703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-fast-forward.html' title='Summer Fast Forward'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIfJj5kOrjI/AAAAAAAAbYw/wQ047iN5qyY/s72-c/July+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-7885189471441417531</id><published>2010-09-05T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T21:00:03.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Continued... Again... I Know... It's Getting Obnoxious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;About a year and a half ago Ben and I went to a cool movie theater in Seattle, called Central Cinema.  At CC you can eat dinner, snack on gourmet popcorn, and sip on your favorite beverage while watching the feature film.  While we were in the theater I was thinking "this would be a fun place to have a party!"  As Ben's graduation date approached I recalled my movie party idea and thought what a great way to celebrate Ben's accomplishments, especially since his degree was Comparative Lit. with an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;mphasis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; in Cinema Studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I decided we should rent a movie theater and view Ben's favorite movie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Breaking Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.  I called Central Cinema only to find their rental rates were way out of my price range.  After many long days of searching, brain storming new locations with my parents, and tons of hours on the phone, I found Stone Soup Theater.  Not a movie theater, but with a projector and screen it was the perfect space for a few friends to get together and congratulate Ben!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMxQfpfoqI/AAAAAAAAbX4/sdMFVH4x6SI/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_2636.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMxQfpfoqI/AAAAAAAAbX4/sdMFVH4x6SI/s400/Copy+of+IMG_2636.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513304528274825890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMxQqTJNLI/AAAAAAAAbYA/7xORebtgDdw/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_2626.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMxQqTJNLI/AAAAAAAAbYA/7xORebtgDdw/s400/Copy+of+IMG_2626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513304531133871282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMxRkpCfII/AAAAAAAAbYY/h4gB_oqvR6w/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_2629.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMxRkpCfII/AAAAAAAAbYY/h4gB_oqvR6w/s400/Copy+of+IMG_2629.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513304546794962050" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My sister, Carrie, managed to arrange an old fashion popcorn maker to be in the lobby of the theater for guest to enjoy!  Thanks Carrie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I should also add that the party was a surprise!  Even though I generally can't keep any surprises from Ben (he usually knows what all his Christmas and birthday gifts are 2 or 3 days before the day) I managed to keep the party a secret.  I think he was genuinely surprised and excited to have an excuse to share his favorite film with everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMxYhZsqVI/AAAAAAAAbYg/5-KFPEBpbB8/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_2637.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMxYhZsqVI/AAAAAAAAbYg/5-KFPEBpbB8/s400/Copy+of+IMG_2637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513304666184395090" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMxY40N71I/AAAAAAAAbYo/mC-6f3qTqzQ/s400/Copy+of+IMG_2638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thanks to all that attended, we had a great time celebrating with you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-7885189471441417531?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/7885189471441417531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=7885189471441417531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7885189471441417531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/7885189471441417531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/09/graduation-continued-again-i-know-its.html' title='Graduation Continued... 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It&apos;s Getting Obnoxious'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMxQfpfoqI/AAAAAAAAbX4/sdMFVH4x6SI/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_2636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-6384582685969316736</id><published>2010-09-04T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:51:16.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Continued</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel like all I do is apologize for never updating our blog lately.  We're worried that our computer may be in it's last days, so uploading pictures and running more than one thing at a time nearly puts it over the edge.  This one blog post has taken me an entire length of a movie (1hr and 40 minutes) to complete.  So, we're sorry for those of you who check in on us and there is nothing to read!  Hopefully we can get a new computer soon and update more regularly.  In the meantime I will continue post about our summer as the computer allows.  :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thanks for reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMmLiddwqI/AAAAAAAAbXo/SYVVk_Y-tdM/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMmLiddwqI/AAAAAAAAbXo/SYVVk_Y-tdM/s400/1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513292348502426274" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMmypPD1CI/AAAAAAAAbXw/Fnz4G95TqGI/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;I don't think any of us could have been prepared for the University of Washington's general commencement ceremony. We have lots of friends who have graduated from the UW who described a long ceremony with enough graduates to fill the football field. One friend said, "I'd really like to come and cheer Ben on but I sat through that ceremony for my daughter and I just don't think I can do it again!" That should have warned us but we, or at least I, went into it naively thinking: it won't be that bad, it couldn't possibly last the 4 hours it's schedule for, they are just estimating the 'worst case' scenario length.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Boy was I WRONG. The ceremony lasted 4 hours, not a minute less, and not a minute more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMmLiddwqI/AAAAAAAAbXo/SYVVk_Y-tdM/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMmLiddwqI/AAAAAAAAbXo/SYVVk_Y-tdM/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMmLcOi9rI/AAAAAAAAbXg/AKVH1WvuuLU/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMmLcOi9rI/AAAAAAAAbXg/AKVH1WvuuLU/s400/2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513292346829239986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We got to the stadium early because Ben needed to report for the big graduate line-up.  We got in a long line and waited for the stadium doors to open.  We were able to secure seats in the shade, which was great because it was a warm day for Seattle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMmLcOi9rI/AAAAAAAAbXg/AKVH1WvuuLU/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMmK2tDi6I/AAAAAAAAbXY/sYdrXteSrds/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMmK2tDi6I/AAAAAAAAbXY/sYdrXteSrds/s400/3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513292336756657058" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlw0fZATI/AAAAAAAAbWo/xnTOOrMFttk/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlw0fZATI/AAAAAAAAbWo/xnTOOrMFttk/s400/10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513291889485873458" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlxshNvKI/AAAAAAAAbW4/IrJ2La9IZjQ/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlxshNvKI/AAAAAAAAbW4/IrJ2La9IZjQ/s400/7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513291904525909154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm not sure how long the procession of students, departments, and schools took, but they just kept coming and coming.  Trying to spot Ben was like trying to find an individual ant on an ant hill!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlx13gkUI/AAAAAAAAbXA/1g7jBMTAM9M/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlx13gkUI/AAAAAAAAbXA/1g7jBMTAM9M/s400/6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513291907035337026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMmKYVlDjI/AAAAAAAAbXI/VYgbGlMI9Pc/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMmKYVlDjI/AAAAAAAAbXI/VYgbGlMI9Pc/s400/5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513292328605126194" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ben took a camera onto the field and took a few shots from his perspective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMmKlmOufI/AAAAAAAAbXQ/WPxpLhVTyGY/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMmKlmOufI/AAAAAAAAbXQ/WPxpLhVTyGY/s400/4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513292332164626930" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlxSyOVjI/AAAAAAAAbWw/itO5cg3AJJI/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlxSyOVjI/AAAAAAAAbWw/itO5cg3AJJI/s400/8.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513291897617929778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlGleC0EI/AAAAAAAAbWQ/5voe6IQhdAg/s1600/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlGleC0EI/AAAAAAAAbWQ/5voe6IQhdAg/s400/12.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513291163899187266" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bill Gates Sr.  delivering his commencement speech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlF3lBd-I/AAAAAAAAbV4/C5lMpjRGEjw/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_2566.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlF3lBd-I/AAAAAAAAbV4/C5lMpjRGEjw/s400/Copy+of+IMG_2566.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513291151580428258" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Matt, trying to stay awake during the commencement speech... :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMjT5MpAOI/AAAAAAAAbVw/7tGOnmW48v4/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_2590.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMjT5MpAOI/AAAAAAAAbVw/7tGOnmW48v4/s400/Copy+of+IMG_2590.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513289193509945570" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I spy Ben walking across the stage getting ready to shake hands and become an official graduate!  Congratulations Ben!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlGipjR3I/AAAAAAAAbWI/SDvSgrq0kyA/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlGipjR3I/AAAAAAAAbWI/SDvSgrq0kyA/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513291163142145906" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlGUW3Z9I/AAAAAAAAbWA/beErEFUql2w/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMlGUW3Z9I/AAAAAAAAbWA/beErEFUql2w/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513291159305676754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMjTnczqOI/AAAAAAAAbVo/RYIqeERHE4o/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMjTnczqOI/AAAAAAAAbVo/RYIqeERHE4o/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513289188745914594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;He came.  He conquered.  He graduated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMjTStrrGI/AAAAAAAAbVg/i1dISOIfb2g/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_2609.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMjTStrrGI/AAAAAAAAbVg/i1dISOIfb2g/s400/Copy+of+IMG_2609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513289183179549794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMjSwQlZtI/AAAAAAAAbVY/a6seqkJNpaA/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_2610.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMjSwQlZtI/AAAAAAAAbVY/a6seqkJNpaA/s400/Copy+of+IMG_2610.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513289173930698450" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMjSlPwzFI/AAAAAAAAbVQ/Pvo4zjkZ29k/s400/Copy+of+IMG_2618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-6384582685969316736?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/6384582685969316736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=6384582685969316736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6384582685969316736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/6384582685969316736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/08/graduation-continued.html' title='Graduation Continued'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TIMmLiddwqI/AAAAAAAAbXo/SYVVk_Y-tdM/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-1257685724651100671</id><published>2010-07-22T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T17:27:58.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the Road You're On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;I'm deviating from the graduation posts for a quick moment... but I promise it's for a good reason.  Last Friday I made an appointment to get my haircut with a friend who is going to beauty school.  Her school is in Bellevue (about 15 minutes from Seattle) so when I was leaving for the appointment I asked Ben if he wanted to join me.  He said he would and that he could get some lunch while I was getting my hair done.  The afternoon went just as planned, I got a great haircut and saw a friend I haven't seen since high school, Ben got his lunch, (and stopped to get me a little "pick-me-up" - thanks!) and we headed back to Seattle.  We planned to go home for a bit and then out to see the new summer movie &lt;i&gt;Inception&lt;/i&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;After we were home for about a half hour Ben announced that he couldn't find his wallet.  He thought he left it in the car so he went out to look for it and I didn't think much of it.  Ben has a way of "losing" things.  I say it like that because he very rarely loses anything, he just misplaces things and then claims they are lost.  So I assumed the wallet would be under the car seat or somewhere in the house and it wouldn't be a big deal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;He came back and announced that he didn't find the wallet, so he started looking around the apartment.  I decided to go out to the car thinking that maybe the  wallet had been overlooked.  When I came back empty handed Ben started to get a little nervous and began frantically throwing things around.  Couch cushions, piles of mail, bedding, after manically searching for about 30 minutes our apartment looked like it had been robbed.  In the meantime I checked all our accounts and there hadn't been any activity so I continued to remain calm, and convinced that the wallet wasn't actually lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;Ben on the other hand was getting more and more worried and now thought he possibly dropped his wallet in the parking lot where he got lunch in Bellevue.  So we hopped back in our car and drove over to Bellevue to start our search there.  We looked everywhere Ben had been in the hour that it took to get my haircut.  Wibley's (where he had lunch), my parents house (to drop something off), and finally the beauty schools parking lot.  NO. LUCK.  As we were going home (now too late to make it to our movie) Ben said that he would search the house again and I decided to check the accounts one more time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;As the night got later and later our accounts remained untouched but no wallet was to be found.  So I decided just to be safe to call and cancel any of the cards that could be used if the wallet did happen to be in the wrong hands.  I cancelled everything and Ben and I got ready for bed.  Ben was bit depressed and frustrated and I was trying to reassure him that maybe someone had found it and was going to mail it to him in the next couple of days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;As I was brushing my teeth I thought, I should look behind our bedroom door.  I'd seen Ben look there 3 or 4 times but I thought maybe a fresh pair of eyes might do the trick.  Our dark brown-espresso colored dresser is located right next to our door and as I closed the door I saw Ben's wallet on the back corner of the dresser behind our TV.  Ben's wallet also happens to be dark brown-espresso colored so it blended right in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;As I walked out of the room with the wallet in my hands Ben looked a little scared.  We had driven all over town, torn apart our place, and CANCELLED cards, all for a wallet that was in our apartment all along.  After about a 10 second stare down we both started laughing and laughed all night about the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;Last night as I was watching a little TV I saw this commercial and laughed all over again!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;Dear Ben,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;Despite the occasional pot holes, I love the road I'm on with you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vZ5-pSBBOsE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vZ5-pSBBOsE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-1257685724651100671?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/1257685724651100671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=1257685724651100671' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/1257685724651100671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/1257685724651100671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-road-youre-on.html' title='Love the Road You&apos;re On'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-5274786149639123472</id><published>2010-07-21T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T09:05:29.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinema Studies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TETFvzo2T0I/AAAAAAAAaqU/s9jt6kONBww/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TETFvzo2T0I/AAAAAAAAaqU/s9jt6kONBww/s400/DSC_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495734870404910914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;UW Comparative Literature - Cinema Studies Class of 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ben is finally done with school (I've been told he is interested in a graduate degree, but that will have to wait!) he just got his diploma in the mail yesterday.  Ben got a degree in Comparative Literature with an emphasis in Cinema Studies.  Can you think of a more perfect degree for Ben?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remember when I first met Ben and discovered his love for movies and books.  Ben and his friend Curt (who has the same obsessions) often would day dream about a time when they could get a job or study cinema or books at school so that all the previous hours they had devoted to gazing into a screen or lost inside a book could all be considered as research!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well Ben, you did it!  Congratulations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TETFwcb7USI/AAAAAAAAaqc/qdasy4PFxFI/s1600/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TETFwcb7USI/AAAAAAAAaqc/qdasy4PFxFI/s400/DSC_0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495734881356566818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ben's family and I went to his departmental graduation which was a nice small casual celebration for the graduates.  The weather was beautiful that morning so Ben took us on a nice tour of the campus before the ceremony began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TETHxKn8tFI/AAAAAAAAarE/o2bj1-5-Kqs/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TETHxKn8tFI/AAAAAAAAarE/o2bj1-5-Kqs/s400/DSC_0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495737092778275922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TETFuA6DmqI/AAAAAAAAap8/yFST-nYt5Ig/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TETFvbafa0I/AAAAAAAAaqM/K9aNOdhfCnA/s400/DSC_0119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495734863902239554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TETHxl0cBKI/AAAAAAAAarM/qNCKgHL7Fu8/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TETHxl0cBKI/AAAAAAAAarM/qNCKgHL7Fu8/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TETHxl0cBKI/AAAAAAAAarM/qNCKgHL7Fu8/s400/DSC_0127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495737100078417058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TETHwqxNZCI/AAAAAAAAaq8/FU0LrQucUlU/s1600/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TETHwqxNZCI/AAAAAAAAaq8/FU0LrQucUlU/s400/DSC_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495737084227183650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-5274786149639123472?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/5274786149639123472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=5274786149639123472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/5274786149639123472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/5274786149639123472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/07/cinema-studies.html' title='Cinema Studies'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TETFvzo2T0I/AAAAAAAAaqU/s9jt6kONBww/s72-c/DSC_0108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-5704437801092654148</id><published>2010-07-20T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T21:59:00.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPcRpqIhJI/AAAAAAAAaok/9oWEUPtMgeQ/s1600/DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 401px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPcRpqIhJI/AAAAAAAAaok/9oWEUPtMgeQ/s400/DSC_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495478166120596626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPfDgLY_TI/AAAAAAAAaos/lupy-6-9HUw/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 401px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPfDgLY_TI/AAAAAAAAaos/lupy-6-9HUw/s400/DSC_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495481221592448306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had visitors the second weekend in June.  Ben's family came up to celebrate Ben's graduation from the University of Washington!  They were here for a few days before the big graduation so we had time to do some sight seeing.  This was Ben's grandma's first visit to Seattle in many, many years.  So we made a Pikes Place visit, got hot chocolates and mochas at the first Starbucks, ate Thai food, had some Molly Moon's ice cream, toured the University of Washington's campus, and visited Volunteer Park's water tower and conservatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conservatory at Volunteer Park was a highlight for Ben's mom and grandma.  We spent a long time looking at the different variations of flowers and we probably could have spent much longer but the boys were getting restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPfEYyPOxI/AAAAAAAAao0/sq_v-in2FqM/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPfEYyPOxI/AAAAAAAAao0/sq_v-in2FqM/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495481236787772178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPfEsjycYI/AAAAAAAAao8/embm24oA9ZE/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPfEsjycYI/AAAAAAAAao8/embm24oA9ZE/s400/DSC_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495481242095874434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Jules and Grandma the following photos are dedicated to you!  Enjoy!  Let's go back some day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPfFC1kDuI/AAAAAAAAapE/ysMymd93c-w/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPfFC1kDuI/AAAAAAAAapE/ysMymd93c-w/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495481248076009186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPfFerFbTI/AAAAAAAAapM/YPRctj8tgwg/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPfFerFbTI/AAAAAAAAapM/YPRctj8tgwg/s400/DSC_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495481255548251442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPfmIl8kGI/AAAAAAAAap0/yTam3VkSEDU/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPfmIl8kGI/AAAAAAAAap0/yTam3VkSEDU/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495481816556802146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPfkk_AuNI/AAAAAAAAapc/4RU-mim2vJ8/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPfkk_AuNI/AAAAAAAAapc/4RU-mim2vJ8/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495481789818386642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPflsBtW7I/AAAAAAAAaps/beOm2GABkMU/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPflsBtW7I/AAAAAAAAaps/beOm2GABkMU/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495481808888617906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPflOqBePI/AAAAAAAAapk/AiGyZjXuq5k/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPflOqBePI/AAAAAAAAapk/AiGyZjXuq5k/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495481801004644594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559201997117552391-5704437801092654148?l=benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/feeds/5704437801092654148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559201997117552391&amp;postID=5704437801092654148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/5704437801092654148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559201997117552391/posts/default/5704437801092654148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjerandmaemae.blogspot.com/2010/07/june-visitors.html' title='June Visitors'/><author><name>mandy &amp;amp; ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330518539502194697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPcRpqIhJI/AAAAAAAAaok/9oWEUPtMgeQ/s72-c/DSC_0091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559201997117552391.post-3004611526738576575</id><published>2010-07-19T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T23:22:16.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sasquatch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPMTwzoOzI/AAAAAAAAan8/wcawogrhFKI/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPMTwzoOzI/AAAAAAAAan8/wcawogrhFKI/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495460610213165874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPMTQVYNdI/AAAAAAAAan0/Roq-XA3n10Q/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPMTQVYNdI/AAAAAAAAan0/Roq-XA3n10Q/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495460601496352210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ben and I had the opportunity to attend one day of the Sasquatch music festival this year. We got to attend as "press" since Ben was going to write about the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;on Indie Rock Reviews website. There were a few perks going as press, the most significant... a free ticket! Anyway, enjoy the write up and proliferation of photos below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Most of this post is by Ben, but I make small interjections here and there... they are in RED.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLqGq6QOI/AAAAAAAAamU/9Ajarobso0w/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 534px; height: 358px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLqGq6QOI/AAAAAAAAamU/9Ajarobso0w/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495459894527672546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; annual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sasquatch! Music Festival&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; took place over Memorial Day weekend bringing almost one hundred acts to The Gorge Amphitheater in George, Washington. I was able to avoid the rain, not showering for three days, contact highs, camping and sadly fantastic music by only being able to attend the Monday portion of the festival. Having never been to Sasquatch or The Gorge Amphitheater I thought I'd share a few (hyperbole filled) observations from the day. Being only one man I wasn't able to cover it all, but hopefully this will help the uninitiated get a little taste of what its like at Sasquatch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLowSKN8I/AAAAAAAAal8/yY8LvxDG_bU/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 533px; height: 355px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLowSKN8I/AAAAAAAAal8/yY8LvxDG_bU/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495459871338411970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Even though reviews by nature are subjective, reviews of a music festival are even more so. So I'm not even going to try. There is so much going on that it is impossible for one person to cover everything (or even most). With close to 100 acts performing on four stages over the course of three days it is impossible to take it all in. Everyone who attends will have their own Sasquatch story. With so many different bands, DJs and comedians to choose from everyone fills up their dance cards in their own way. I was only able to attend the Monday portion, so my "Sophie's choices" weren't as difficult as others faced. (Saturday's match-up of The Hold Steady v. The National would have killed me). However, I did have to choose between: The Mountain Goats v. She &amp;amp; Him; Band of Horses v. Camera Obscura; Drive-By Truckers v. Fresh Espresso; MGMT v. New Pornographers v. Driving three hours in the rain to get home in time for work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Gorge truly is in the middle of nowhere. When you take the exit for the amphitheater you still have about six miles before you get to the spot. For those six miles my stomach housed butterflies in anticipation for a long, fun, music filled day. The lines to get in were horrendously long but I was riding a high because I didn't have to pay for parking! Standing in line I instantly felt old. My wife leaned over and said in my ear "I feel like a mom." There was more neon, feathers, body paint, and ironic sunglasses then I knew what to do with. I swear I saw more raccoon fur hats than at Disneyland's Frontierland. But even though I felt 42 and out of place almost everyone I encountered was very kind and relaxed. I remembered when I was in high school going to Warped Tours every year you had to always be on the lookout for a swinging fist. Not at Sasquatch, these people are like ironic hippies, they just want to dance and that's fine with me. When I finally made it through the gate I headed straight over to the Main stage to see in person what I have only seen in Pearl Jam concert videos. The view from the top of the amphitheater is really something to behold. The clouds seemed to go on forever and the stage looked like it was floating above the Colombia River. I was kind of bummed to see that this year they have put up a black tarp behind the stage. In years past spectators could look through the stage while watching their favorite band play. But even with the Hefty bag blocking some of the view the place is still breathtaking. While watching bands on the Main throughout the day I sometimes found myself taking for granted the magnificent setting and then it would hit me "wow, this place is gorgeous." By Monday the grounds were trashed and people were going on a few days without a shower but that didn't top the damn beauty of the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I was able to see full sets of Drive-By Truckers, Passion Pit, She &amp;amp; Him and Camera Obscura. I saw the first half of The Temper Trap and the last half of Phantogram's set. I caught the last couple songs of No Age and Band of Horses and the first few hits of Neon Indian. Not bad considering how behind schedule most of the acts were. So here in chronological order is my dance card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPMJjB-9iI/AAAAAAAAank/oNimDJwm4yI/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 496px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPMJjB-9iI/AAAAAAAAank/oNimDJwm4yI/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495460434716587554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Temper Trap:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;All I knew about these guys going in was that they sing the "Sweet Disposition" song that was everywhere last summer. I just assumed they were a Coldplay/U2 hybrid that I wouldn't be too interested in. I wasn't expecting much, just something to ease me into my first and only day at the festival. I was caught off guard by how engaging they were. It is not an easy feat to rock out at 1:50 p.m. on a Monday but these guys were impressive. They opened with "Fader" which I guess is a hit because everyone around me seemed to be singing along. The lead singer (I think, two other people also sang lead at times) Dougy Mandagi has an awesome falsetto and (dare I say) swagger that made it hard to take your eyes off him. Later they played "Fools" which people went nuts for. Their sound, for whatever reason, seemed to fit the stage and the setting well. I think it has to do with their U2ness scope that elevates each song to feel like a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPMS1QpjLI/AAAAAAAAans/7ZoYKgWB1vo/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPMS1QpjLI/AAAAAAAAans/7ZoYKgWB1vo/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495460594228759730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPMJVgvnzI/AAAAAAAAanc/2VP-fadyQQ0/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPMJVgvnzI/AAAAAAAAanc/2VP-fadyQQ0/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495460431087509298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Songs like "Down River" and others sound tailor made for The Gorge. For a band who is just starting to make waves stateside they did not seem to be phased by the honor of playing the Main stage at Sasquatch! Last fall they were playing shows at the Crocodile in Seattle now they are rocking the Main. I bailed to see Phantogram before hearing their most popular song but as I was making the trek to the Yeti stage I could hear behind me people singing "Sweet Disposition" in unison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPMI_HEIDI/AAAAAAAAanU/AH-H9O799do/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPMI_HEIDI/AAAAAAAAanU/AH-H9O799do/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495460425074221106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPMIponOII/AAAAAAAAanM/ZeG1u-SozjA/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPMIponOII/AAAAAAAAanM/ZeG1u-SozjA/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495460419309353090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phantogram:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Unfortunately, I only caught the last four songs of Phantogram's set. I was trying to be super-festival guy and see as many acts as possible. When that strategy epically failed (late start times, travel time from stage to stage, and basic crowd maneuvering) I decided I would rather see quality over quantity from then on. That being said, I'm so glad I was able to catch Phantogram if only for a bit. They played the Yeti stage which I guess is the smallest of the fest. I was pleased to see a pretty big crowd bopping their heads along to the duo's beats. I couldn't tell much of a difference between their live set and their debut album but that didn't seem to matter to anyone in attendance, they all seemed very into it. I overheard a couple of people talking about picking up their album after the show, which made me smile. After hearing a few songs it occurred to me that the Yeti stage was probably the best place for this particular band to play. I always picture their music playing in a small, smokey, sweaty club but this setup seemed to work very well. It also helps that Josh Carter and Sarah Barthel come across as two of the nicest people in the industry. Maybe it is a ruse (I doubt it) but these two seem without guile. When their set was over Josh thanked the crowd by telling us that being able to play here is a huge blessing for them and they won't soon forget it. I hope their positive vibes karmaticly grant them more album and ticket sales so these two can make music together for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPL7VUVRXI/AAAAAAAAam0/hRS1aBD2l9w/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPL7VUVRXI/AAAAAAAAam0/hRS1aBD2l9w/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495460190517282162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Drive-By Truckers:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Amidst an electro pop heavy lineup (remember I was only there Monday so no The Hold Steady or My morning Jacket fix for me) Drive-By Truckers brought the alt-country-rock/summer music festival feeling I was craving; you can only have so many sweets before you need a little salt. The big let down for me during their set was the weather issue. Already an overcast day, the weather took a turn for the worse almost immediately when the band began. TD-BT didn't let the weather get in the way of putting on a solid set. With such a deep back catalog they did a great job picking their setlist and gave all band members their time to shine. Shonna, Patterson and Matt shared vocals and just about everyone else had killer solos that really varied from the versions we've come familiar with on the albums; which is why we go see live shows, right? The guys and Shonna succeeded in bringing the jam band vibe to the Monday portion of the festival. About halfway through the weather gods smiled upon us just in time for one of my favorite songs of 2010. When "Birthday Boy" started I couldn't help but smile, right when Matt Cooley's voice kicks in I turned to my wife and told her that the 3 hour drive was worth it. This is a band I have followed for years now but have yet to see them live; they didn't disappoint. Well, they didn't disappoint me. After the TD-BT set I was waiting in line for the rest room and I overheard two neon and feather clad young men say (direct quote): "That last band sucked. Why are they here? They are probably the worst of the festival; you couldn't even dance to their music!" I wanted to say to them "These guys have been around for 14 years, put out at least 10 albums; they are very accomplished and deserve your respect. Who knows if half the bands here will be around 10 years from now? Besides, everyone around me danced, myself included." But I didn't say anything, I already felt too old. The Drive-By Truckers brought a balance to Monday that was needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPL6TaJQfI/AAAAAAAAamk/sNdwQOUX1TE/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 501px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPL6TaJQfI/AAAAAAAAamk/sNdwQOUX1TE/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495460172824920562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPL78f9GSI/AAAAAAAAam8/Ev42pm6P0-k/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPL78f9GSI/AAAAAAAAam8/Ev42pm6P0-k/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495460201035012386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try   {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPL61OvI9I/AAAAAAAAams/xSO9c2hmMyw/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPL61OvI9I/AAAAAAAAams/xSO9c2hmMyw/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495460181903877074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;One of the biggest shocks for me at Sasquatch was how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt; I felt.  I kept looking around and we were in a sea of high-school-college-hippie-wannabes.  I wore jeans and a button down top... I totally dressed like a mom.  I should have come in my bikini top and short-shorts or peasant skirt!  Oh yeah, don't forget the rose colored sun glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPT-cUe5KI/AAAAAAAAaoM/KYiDM9B4YiA/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPT-cUe5KI/AAAAAAAAaoM/KYiDM9B4YiA/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495469040029590690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLZd-tBmI/AAAAAAAAals/aJ32Y3i2a_w/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 533px; height: 356px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLZd-tBmI/AAAAAAAAals/aJ32Y3i2a_w/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495459608726931042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Passion Pit: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This year marked back to back Sasquatch appearances by the kids from Cambridge. Lead singer, Michael Angelakos, told the crowd that last year they were thrilled to play the fest on one of the smaller stages. After their set they watched huge bands play the Main stage and they dreamed that one day they would have the chance to play on one of music's great playgrounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLYRG3PcI/AAAAAAAAalc/ICPzt4v3q1A/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLYRG3PcI/AAAAAAAAalc/ICPzt4v3q1A/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495459588091624898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angelakos said that he never thought they would be playing for thousands on the Main stage exactly one year later. While PP's EP has been floating around for a couple years now, it was only May 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; of last year when their first full length album, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Manners,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; dropped. PP managed to draw the biggest crowd of the day up to that point. People were dancing, singing along and just about everyone was smiling (if you've heard their music than you'll know it's almost impossible not to smile). Angelakos came across as a really engaging talent; none of his shtick felt forced. He performed the hell out of his set bouncing around the stage, jumping on and off speakers while still belting out his now signature high pitched squeal. Although I didn't keep track of their setlist exactly it's pretty fair to say that PP probably played every song from their album and EP. What I've admired about PP so far is their ability to make every song on their album sound like an all out hit. That consistency definitely carried through to their live performance. When one song would end and the next began the crowd about lost it; with people turning to each other shouting "this one's my favorite" after every song. Before playing "Sleepyhead" Angelakos asked the crowd to raise their arms in the air and wave their hands forward and backward to simulate moving water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLX1iieiI/AAAAAAAAalM/05L4j57rOac/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLX1iieiI/AAAAAAAAalM/05L4j57rOac/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495459580691511842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLGoJUrxI/AAAAAAAAaks/t5oHt0VdRaY/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLGoJUrxI/AAAAAAAAaks/t5oHt0VdRaY/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495459285038313234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was pretty close to the front and midway through the song I turned my head and was taken away by the massive ocean of people behind me. I saw rows and rows of people waving their arms in unison. To the left I saw a group of people on a slip and slide cruising down the hill waiving their arms as well. When I turned back to look at the band they seemed genuinely in the moment; soaking it all in. In a very short time, PP has evolved into a band modestly confident in their ability to put on a fantastic party. I heard talk that last years PP set left a lot to be desired, leaving some to believe that their sound is better suited for an album, not live. Well, they must have worked out whatever kinks existed because their second Sasquatch performance is one I will remember for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I will also remember this performance for a long time, I wasn't a big fan of Passion Pit before I saw them at Sasquatch.  The lead singer has a unique voice and I tend to be little snobby when it comes to singing.  It's hard for me to get past certain imperfections vocally but after hearing and seeing Angelakos live I became a fan!  The energy and pure joy I saw all around me was infectious.  I can't get enough of Passion Pit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;People watching was great during this set too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLG32BiGI/AAAAAAAAak0/Rw4QmTbCEfE/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLG32BiGI/AAAAAAAAak0/Rw4QmTbCEfE/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495459289252333666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLYDihnAI/AAAAAAAAalU/MQmX0NHAkj0/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLYDihnAI/AAAAAAAAalU/MQmX0NHAkj0/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495459584449551362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLHN7R9xI/AAAAAAAAak8/hP7gvZnsA9k/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPLHN7R9xI/AAAAAAAAak8/hP7gvZnsA9k/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495459295179962130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPKcE9hxdI/AAAAAAAAajc/3IHKWKcmp4I/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 533px; height: 355px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPKcE9hxdI/AAAAAAAAajc/3IHKWKcmp4I/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495458554039092690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;She &amp;amp; Him is the main reason why I agreed to go to Sasquatch with Ben.  I LOVE She &amp;amp; Him.  I love their retro sound, I love their doo wop harmonies, I love that Zooey Deschanel writes the lyrics to all their original songs, I love that M. Ward writes all the music, I love Zooey's tambourine, I love M. Ward's shades... I love, I love, I love...  :-)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She &amp;amp; Him:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Few people are as polarizing in the "indie world" as Zooey Deschanel, but I don't get it. The girl can sing, play the piano (and ukulele) and write a catchy song… and oh yeah she can act. The thing about ZD is that if she wasn't an actress breaking Joseph Gordon-Levitt's heart in the movies I really think she would have been a singer song writer anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPKb0NzTyI/AAAAAAAAajU/iLFI6syjE84/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 533px; height: 355px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPKb0NzTyI/AAAAAAAAajU/iLFI6syjE84/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495458549543948066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPKcRilHDI/AAAAAAAAajk/gfanZqaVDW4/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPKcRilHDI/AAAAAAAAajk/gfanZqaVDW4/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495458557415726130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPKdIQKYlI/AAAAAAAAaj0/XU6xiV5Tziw/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPKdIQKYlI/AAAAAAAAaj0/XU6xiV5Tziw/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495458572102427218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We are just lucky that we live in a world where we can have both Zooeys. I did not know what to expect when I waited for She &amp;amp; Him to come out and play on the Main; I just knew I wanted to be close to the stage. For those familiar with their work, seeing them perform on a giant stage in front of 20,000+ people doesn't come to mind. I wasn't sure they were going to be able to pull off the Main. I was I wrong. From the first song M. Ward and ZD proved that their little side project is more than just frothy kitsch. They were accompanied by a full back up band which elevated their sound from intimate to (I'm going to say it) rocking. There second to last song was a rendition of Chuck Berry's "Roll over Beethoven" that was incredibly impressive and impossible not to dance to. They also played a few songs from M's solo work. "Magic Trick" from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Post-War&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; was a nice surprise. It was one of the few times of the set where M sang lead and it reminded me just how cool he is. It's been known for awhile now in my circle that I've been crushing on ZD for sometime but I think my crush is bleeding into M. Ward territory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEOzAtnPrSI/AAAAAAAAajE/ss9dcDf3v5w/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 268px; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495432795147709730" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEOzAtnPrSI/AAAAAAAAajE/ss9dcDf3v5w/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He has such a unique voice that seems very out of place in 2010. I guess that is why he and ZD pair so well together; they sound like two old souls. Now as for ZD, if possible she is cuter in person than on the silver screen. She bounced around the set with her tambourine like a girl rocking out privately in front of her mirror. There is an awkwardness and sincerity (who knows maybe she's acting but I choose to think otherwise) to her performance that is very endearing to watch. To top it off from where I was standing I could see her husband (DCFC's Ben Gibbard) in the wings staring at her with a giant grin on his face, often clapping along to the songs. I was doing the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPKxsJAc2I/AAAAAAAAakM/srBwV0nhgiw/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPKxsJAc2I/AAAAAAAAakM/srBwV0nhgiw/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495458925333476194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPKyY3a_lI/AAAAAAAAakc/KKOvT8HY3y8/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPKyY3a_lI/AAAAAAAAakc/KKOvT8HY3y8/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495458937339313746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPWcCgK7WI/AAAAAAAAaoc/WQhD4uZOQDM/s1600/Copy+of+DSC_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dgn54U-UL8/TEPWcCgK7WI/AAAAAAAAaoc/WQhD4uZOQDM/s400/Copy+of+DSC_0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495471747518623074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Taking a break with a GIANT strawberry limeade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sp
