<?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-963193627053594736</id><updated>2011-07-31T03:50:56.864-07:00</updated><category term='Shurtliff Family Reunion 2011'/><title type='text'>Who needs rest?</title><subtitle type='html'>If only there were more hours in a day!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-9016669243684247271</id><published>2011-07-12T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T22:19:34.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Successful Relief Sociey Meetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-981BfJWFmKs/Th0foYjVsII/AAAAAAAAAck/OEvAbqJFZFA/s1600/DSC06317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628689887928889474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-981BfJWFmKs/Th0foYjVsII/AAAAAAAAAck/OEvAbqJFZFA/s200/DSC06317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QgbwoYdjkF4/Th0fnyAAqbI/AAAAAAAAAcc/XpzQH9qX4Ks/s1600/DSC06320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628689877580163506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QgbwoYdjkF4/Th0fnyAAqbI/AAAAAAAAAcc/XpzQH9qX4Ks/s200/DSC06320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kMUZlgfSxHA/Th0fm4_n9oI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ZbYJNXTvBVw/s1600/DSC05903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628689862277723778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kMUZlgfSxHA/Th0fm4_n9oI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ZbYJNXTvBVw/s200/DSC05903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qdAFgkXDAig/Th0fmh2HpLI/AAAAAAAAAcM/d3LF0dBipO4/s1600/DSC05902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628689856063841458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qdAFgkXDAig/Th0fmh2HpLI/AAAAAAAAAcM/d3LF0dBipO4/s200/DSC05902.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dqX1C3Si_nc/Th0eYyYaIkI/AAAAAAAAAcE/QgD9gqU2nOo/s1600/DSC05882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628688520472830530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dqX1C3Si_nc/Th0eYyYaIkI/AAAAAAAAAcE/QgD9gqU2nOo/s200/DSC05882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;October 2010 I was called to be the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; counselor in our Relief Society. I served in this same calling back in 2002-2003 under the direction of Sis. Diana &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mcquay&lt;/span&gt;. Now I'm serving under Julie &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Milstead&lt;/span&gt;. Guess they figured they'd give me a 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; chance to do better. JK&lt;br /&gt;One of the concerns our ward has had, is that our RS monthly meetings were not well attended. When I accepted this calling, I made it my personal goal to make these meetings interesting for the sisters and change things up a bit with the advertising to see if that would help. I also decided to have monthly committee meetings here at the house and serve the sisters breakfast while we planned our next meeting. Funny how food gets people here. I am very organized and take this calling very seriously. I made binders for each committee member and am constintly in contact with them. I want them to know that we work together and that their calling is very important if we want to have successful RS meeting. I do depend on them and have no problem delegating things I need done. So when my committee and I sit down and discuss what we'd like our evening to focus on, I immediately begin delegating assignments to keep my committee involved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All the RS sisters emails have been entered into my contact list. For each evening we plan, I send out a eye-catching invitation through punchbowl. Punchbowl is a site that offers a variety of invitations for FREE. I opted to pay to be a premium members which gives me more options and choices in invitations. I send one out to all our sisters &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; 2-weeks prior to our RS meeting. It has an place for the sisters to RSVP. It also automatically sends out a reminder to them 2-days in advance. We also have food at every RS meeting which is a given if we want our sisters to show up. Food always gets them there. But...I make a very detailed sign-up sheet on exactly what types of foodm the amount and how I want it delivered. i.e. sliced, cubed, shredded, whatever it is that we are serving. I also have one of my committee &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;members&lt;/span&gt; make advertising posters for every meeting then on Sunday's I go around and give each &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;auxiliary&lt;/span&gt; a personal invite to keep them in the loop and make sure they know that we haven't forgot our primary or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YW&lt;/span&gt; leaders. We frequently invite our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YW&lt;/span&gt; to join us as well. By doing this our goal is to help the YW transition into RS easier when the time comes. This also helps get their moms there as well. I also have an on-time drawing/prize as well. Anyone who arrives before 7 PM gets there name in on the drawing. Then a winner is drawn. This also gets us started on time instead of typical Mormon standard time. So far, it's really working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We don't have them every month since I try to put a lot of work into each one to make it extra special evening. We're averaging about every other month. So my first one was in November. We had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tahitian&lt;/span&gt; Night. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YW&lt;/span&gt; came and performed their recently learned &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tahitian&lt;/span&gt; dance and then they taught us RS sisters some simple dance moves. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YW&lt;/span&gt; all wore the lava skirts, and did an amazing job. Made me want to cry. We began our evening with a Luau. Sis. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Geddes&lt;/span&gt; had a credit from a catering company from her son's wedding, so she let us use her credit and had pulled pork over rice donated for our special evening. I had a sign-up list going around for salads, sides and desserts that went along with our theme. I decorated the tables with floating hibiscus and sea shells. It looked very festive. We also encouraged our sisters to wear &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hawaiian&lt;/span&gt; clothing if they had any. Since the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YW&lt;/span&gt; attended, we had 77 in attendance. It was huge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Because of the holidays and the fact that our family was in Florida though the first of the year, we skipped a couple of months since I wasn't here to plan. Our next one was in March. We &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disguised&lt;/span&gt; our VT conference with an evening called "Getting To Know You". We figured if we told the sisters it was our VT conference they wouldn't come. So we made sure we titled it something different and went about it in a different approach. We spent about 6-weeks photographing all the sisters before hand and had them tell us one thing that we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know about them. Then we put it all together for a slide show presentation. We began our evening with a really nice "create your own salad bar" dinner. Following dinner we presented the slide show. Following the slide show, Julie our RS President and the Bishop had closing remarks. We ended the evenng with birthday cake for dessert since the timing of this evening was around the RS birthday. We had 64 in attendance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then in May, we had a "Gardening" night. I had arranged for guest speakers to come in and talk to us about gardening and becoming more self-reliant. We had Charlas Milstead talk about Hydroponics and raising chickens, John Barnes talk about growing tomotoes and composting, Peggy Mariger talked about growing strawberries and flowers and Bruce Pyper talked about container gardening. For refreshments we chose to do a variety of fresh fruits with different types of dips and then I also made "dirt cups" with a quote from Pres. Kimball about gardening. That night was also very well attended with a total of 32 sisters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our most recent RS meeting was this past week on July 5th. I was worried about it falling the day after the holiday as well as summer. Our evening was titled "Pie and Ice Cream Basics". We broke up the evening into 3 sections. I first did a demonstration on making canned apple pie filling, then I did a demo on how to make pie crusts and some important tips on making pies. We then had one of the YW demo making homemade ice cream. The sisters signed up to bring homemade pie and homemade ice cream for dessert. We then had he Bishopric participate in a pie judging contest. Afterwards, we all enjoyed pie and ice cream together. Considering the time of year, I was amazed that we had 39 sisters in attendance including the Stake RS Presidency. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So far, our attendance has been wonderful. It went from being anywhere from 8-10 sisters about 8 months ago, to anywhere from 30-70. I love to throw parties and for me, this is just an excuse to have an enjoyable evening with sisters in the gospel and help bring the sisters closer together. Our next one is planned on August 2, which is our annual RS picnic. I'm relying on my committee since I fly home from Las Vegas the night before, ugh!&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/963193627053594736-9016669243684247271?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/9016669243684247271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=9016669243684247271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/9016669243684247271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/9016669243684247271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2011/07/successful-relief-sociey-meetings.html' title='Successful Relief Sociey Meetings'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/-981BfJWFmKs/Th0foYjVsII/AAAAAAAAAck/OEvAbqJFZFA/s72-c/DSC06317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-148330465181252034</id><published>2011-07-11T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T18:53:57.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shurtliff Family Reunion 2011'/><title type='text'>I've Recommitted to Blogging Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aHOx7TV-zrw/Tht863OqTQI/AAAAAAAAAb8/jAA5-Laok5E/s1600/DSC06326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628229510029266178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aHOx7TV-zrw/Tht863OqTQI/AAAAAAAAAb8/jAA5-Laok5E/s200/DSC06326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TCIV2iUJRRc/Tht86jc3gAI/AAAAAAAAAb0/14mZh46HRSI/s1600/DSC06327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628229504720142338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TCIV2iUJRRc/Tht86jc3gAI/AAAAAAAAAb0/14mZh46HRSI/s200/DSC06327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FX48jWmU028/Tht86Sac8-I/AAAAAAAAAbs/aMWyQ2n91Xk/s1600/DSC06323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628229500146611170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FX48jWmU028/Tht86Sac8-I/AAAAAAAAAbs/aMWyQ2n91Xk/s200/DSC06323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just returned from Pocatello, Idaho last night. Aunt Sheila was in charge of the Shurtliff family reunion this year. We had a blast of course. It was held at Ross Aquatic Park. We started out at the open field next door to the water park for a wonderful lunch that consisted of sub sandwiches, salads, chips and drinks. After lunch we played cards, munched on tons of cookies and just visited with everyone. Managed to play 5 crowns for about 2+ hours. Too much visiting while playing, causing distractions and a lengthly card game. Always a delight to see family and catch up though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After several hours at the park, we moved the reunion to the church building where we played the paper bag game and enjoyed a lovely dinner that was catered. We had roast beef, mashed potatoes and gravy, green beans, rolls and later on, birthday cake to represent all the July birthday's. After dessert we played the guessing game of listing 1 thing that no one knows about you. Man our team didn't do so well. Guess when you live far away from family you just don't stay in the loop. It was a lot of fun and we learned alot of information about extended family. Aunt Sheila and her children put a lot of time in to this reunion and we very much enjoyed our time wth them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was a very quick trip though. Left our home at 9 PM Thursday night, and returned at 8 PM Sunday night. For a total of 71 hours away from home. Here's the break down...28.5 hours of road travel, 21 hours of sleep, 13 hours of reunion, 8.5 hours of misc. like showers, shopping at Walmart, eating and packing up to check out of hotel. That pretty much sums it up. It was worth it though. Aunt Julene is in charge of the 2013 reunion and has already told us it will be a 2-day reunion and probably in Utah. Regardless, the time with the family was well spent and would do it again in a heart beat. I love getting reaquainted and I promised extended family I would try to blog more, so here I am. I don't have much of an exciting life, but will try to find things to blog about.&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/963193627053594736-148330465181252034?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/148330465181252034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=148330465181252034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/148330465181252034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/148330465181252034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2011/07/ive-recommitted-to-blogging-again.html' title='I&apos;ve Recommitted to Blogging Again!'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/-aHOx7TV-zrw/Tht863OqTQI/AAAAAAAAAb8/jAA5-Laok5E/s72-c/DSC06326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-4560951108216214500</id><published>2009-07-21T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:48:36.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa Larry Passes Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SmY3a_I91wI/AAAAAAAAAYc/nQVgqvu8DVc/s1600-h/DSC01150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361033343196321538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SmY3a_I91wI/AAAAAAAAAYc/nQVgqvu8DVc/s200/DSC01150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SmY3aiKaWsI/AAAAAAAAAYU/j0EAMHEa8QY/s1600-h/DSC01118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361033335417756354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SmY3aiKaWsI/AAAAAAAAAYU/j0EAMHEa8QY/s200/DSC01118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We knew grandpa's time was getting close. My grandfather would have been celebrating his 90&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday 1-month later. His birthday party was already planned and family members were flying in to celebrate, but he didn't quite make it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last summer we all drove to Utah to enjoy our family reunion. During that time, we said our good-bye's not knowing if his health would allow us to see him again. His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;leukemia&lt;/span&gt; took over very quickly as his body just couldn't fit it any longer. My father being the youngest of grandpa's 2 children, flew into Utah and arrived just in time to give him a blessing and ask for him to pass peacefully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was only 8-years old when my grandma Edith passed away. Being the oldest grandchild on the Lassen side, I was about the only grandchild to remember her. Grandpa remarried to Rhoda and passed away 13-years ago from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Leukemia&lt;/span&gt;.  Grandpa remarried a third time and this time she outlived him.  We're going to miss grandpa very much, but we know he's in a much better place.  &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/963193627053594736-4560951108216214500?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/4560951108216214500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=4560951108216214500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/4560951108216214500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/4560951108216214500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2009/07/grandpa-larry-passes-away.html' title='Grandpa Larry Passes Away'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SmY3a_I91wI/AAAAAAAAAYc/nQVgqvu8DVc/s72-c/DSC01150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-5357423198789219298</id><published>2009-07-21T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T13:59:14.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Found Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SmYnBoNTiOI/AAAAAAAAAYA/asKpuhwAB7c/s1600-h/quilts+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361015315357731042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SmYnBoNTiOI/AAAAAAAAAYA/asKpuhwAB7c/s200/quilts+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SmYnA3YFwFI/AAAAAAAAAX4/PXbtArJghBc/s1600-h/quilts+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361015302249627730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SmYnA3YFwFI/AAAAAAAAAX4/PXbtArJghBc/s200/quilts+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SmYnABY1m9I/AAAAAAAAAXw/mBvyIsc-vSo/s1600-h/DSC02149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361015287757249490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SmYnABY1m9I/AAAAAAAAAXw/mBvyIsc-vSo/s200/DSC02149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So here is the reason why I haven't had time to blog. I've been busy making quilts for my children. I have discovered how much I love sewing quilts and decided that each of my children needed one. As you can tell, they are very similar but have a few differences. I was inspired to make them when the remodel was completed and the kids each got their own bedrooms. Kenedee's bedroom walls are bright orange. She has accented with pinks, greens and yellows. Her quilt is quite busy but turned out really well. The backing is a tye-dye print. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tessa's room is turquoise blue with pink and green. Hers turned out a bit smaller as I planned for hers to be a wall hanging to help decorate her room. It's permanent place is on the floor! She doesn't even appreciate the work involved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kyle's new room is decorated with all different sports. His quilt has different sports prints. Kyle uses his every night on his bed, and LOVES it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Even if the kids don't fully understand the work put into the making of a quilt, I had a blast making them. I found someone in Everett that has a 16-ft. long arm that quilts them for me. My machine can't handle the size of quilts I've been making, let alone my lack of experience. I have about 5 more planned or in the works. Too much sewing to do, so little time:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-5357423198789219298?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/5357423198789219298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=5357423198789219298' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/5357423198789219298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/5357423198789219298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-new-found-love.html' title='My New Found Love!'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SmYnBoNTiOI/AAAAAAAAAYA/asKpuhwAB7c/s72-c/quilts+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-8160277720056967994</id><published>2009-07-20T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:16:11.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Cruise - Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SmVMuSz1GYI/AAAAAAAAAXg/OxSqhOkQahY/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360775289661364610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SmVMuSz1GYI/AAAAAAAAAXg/OxSqhOkQahY/s200/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So I am extremely long over due for updating my blog, but here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ryan and I celebrated our 20-year anniversary last year and decided to take our family on a Mexican Cruise. We visited Peurta Vallarta, Mazatlan and Cabo San Lucus. We left 2-days after Thanksgiving and spent the following week enjoying a very relaxing vacation. It was a great experience for all of us, however Kenedee started off with a little motion sickness. We figured that would happen to her. She even gets car sick. The weather was beautiful but no one got sunburned. Lying on the deck in December just isn't right if you ask me. The ship was all decorated for Christmas. The food was amazing and the entertainment was incredible. The kids shared a room and that made for cozy quarters all week, but Ryan and I had our own room across the hall from the kids with our own private deck. We were on the top deck so it was very private. No one could see us, but we could see everyone below us. The top deck is the only way to go. If asked would we go again....yes we would, but not every year. Maybe every 3-years. Our favorite vacation spot is still Cancun:)&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/963193627053594736-8160277720056967994?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/8160277720056967994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=8160277720056967994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/8160277720056967994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/8160277720056967994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2009/07/family-cruise-christmas-2008.html' title='Family Cruise - Christmas 2008'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SmVMuSz1GYI/AAAAAAAAAXg/OxSqhOkQahY/s72-c/DSC00169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-6286683780866330316</id><published>2009-01-30T14:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T14:51:01.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Season Begins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SYOAoxRYncI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/oVw-H08dWFw/s1600-h/September+2008+daycare+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SYOAoxRYncI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/oVw-H08dWFw/s200/September+2008+daycare+025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297219024627211714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kyle's first year playing football for a city team. I had always thought he was too little to play, but was told otherwise. We signed him up to play through the Richmond Beach Jr. League Football. He had an amazing season. Played several positions throughout the season, but his team played the whole season without losing a game. They even won the championship game. He loved playing and can't wait for next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-6286683780866330316?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/6286683780866330316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=6286683780866330316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/6286683780866330316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/6286683780866330316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2009/01/football-season-begins.html' title='Football Season Begins!'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SYOAoxRYncI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/oVw-H08dWFw/s72-c/September+2008+daycare+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-8530192406105717615</id><published>2009-01-30T14:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T14:31:44.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>September 2008 - Canning Season Begins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SYN-WpmqffI/AAAAAAAAAXI/UNptbg8jZ6Q/s1600-h/September+2008+daycare+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SYN-WpmqffI/AAAAAAAAAXI/UNptbg8jZ6Q/s200/September+2008+daycare+082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297216514308079090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just the beginning of a full month of canning. I had offered to teach family and friends how to home preserves. This is one of my all-time favorite things to do. I love canning season. Peaches, pears, applesauce, apple-pie filling, tomatoes, jam's, jellies, syrups... I do it all. I usually reserve the church kitchen and invite several friends and family to join me and that's where the party begins. I've been canning my entire life. Something my parents used to do every year on my birthday weekend. Never failed. As a young child, that's how I knew it was time for school to start. It's a lost art. Not many people do it anymore. Not necessarily cost effective for some (for me it is) but the fruit is delicious and loved by everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-8530192406105717615?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/8530192406105717615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=8530192406105717615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/8530192406105717615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/8530192406105717615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2009/01/september-2008-canning-season-begins.html' title='September 2008 - Canning Season Begins!'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SYN-WpmqffI/AAAAAAAAAXI/UNptbg8jZ6Q/s72-c/September+2008+daycare+082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-8686335434853128647</id><published>2009-01-30T13:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T14:24:17.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>August 2008 - Anniversary Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SYN9-Jn6vnI/AAAAAAAAAXA/agpn7Pcabx0/s1600-h/September+2008+daycare+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SYN9-Jn6vnI/AAAAAAAAAXA/agpn7Pcabx0/s200/September+2008+daycare+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297216093406543474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SYN8hBNMd-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/KmDsecgx1DM/s1600-h/September+2008+daycare+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SYN8hBNMd-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/KmDsecgx1DM/s200/September+2008+daycare+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297214493419141090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SYN5B9yh8dI/AAAAAAAAAWo/544ONqeW6gA/s1600-h/Las+Vegas+2008+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SYN5B9yh8dI/AAAAAAAAAWo/544ONqeW6gA/s200/Las+Vegas+2008+012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297210661391167954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 13th, Ryan and I celebrated 20-years of marriage.  On a whim, we decided to fly to Las Vegas that following weekend and visit our  best friends who were vacationing.  It was almost a dare I guess.  They invited us, but didn't think we would actually go through with it.  Guess what, surprise!  Had tons of fun.  We even stayed with my Aunt to help keep the costs down.  It was fun becoming re-aquinted with her.  We really were't there very long.  I think from the time we left our home in Seattle to the time we returned it was 56 hours all together.  By far the quickest trip we've ever made anywhere.  We didn't even check in lagguage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the following weekend, we decided to go to the Jack Johnson concert at the Gorge.  That was a new experience for us.  Not only to see a concert, but to get Ryan to actually go camping.  I've been trying to get him to go for years.  I think he might even admit to having fun.  We went with some co-workers from Watchguard.  Also, another quick weekend.  Left Friday morning and came back Sunday afternoon.  Way too long of a drive just to camp for such a short time.  I'd love to return back to that camp ground, if we could take the kids and spend a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-8686335434853128647?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/8686335434853128647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=8686335434853128647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/8686335434853128647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/8686335434853128647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2009/01/august-2008-anniversary-month.html' title='August 2008 - Anniversary Month'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SYN9-Jn6vnI/AAAAAAAAAXA/agpn7Pcabx0/s72-c/September+2008+daycare+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-1211279719250942582</id><published>2008-08-07T14:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T14:58:10.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt Lake City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtvRM4tu5I/AAAAAAAAAPs/_L6wW2qz3Do/s1600-h/Salt+Lake+City+%26+Lassen%27s+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtvRM4tu5I/AAAAAAAAAPs/_L6wW2qz3Do/s200/Salt+Lake+City+%26+Lassen%27s+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231897733428525970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtvH6Ru_5I/AAAAAAAAAPk/aA6-z8LPGwc/s1600-h/Salt+Lake+City+%26+Lassen%27s+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtvH6Ru_5I/AAAAAAAAAPk/aA6-z8LPGwc/s200/Salt+Lake+City+%26+Lassen%27s+012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231897573814370194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, we made the drive into SLC while Ryan stayed at the hotel and worked all day.  (That's a whole different story)  Anyways, we took the Utah Trax into town and it dropped us off right in front of the Temple.  We enjoyed the Joseph Smith Memorial building, visited and shopped the distribution center and watched the movie in the theatre.  I was a beautiful day but I was extremely sore because I hadn't had my massage yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-1211279719250942582?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/1211279719250942582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=1211279719250942582' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/1211279719250942582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/1211279719250942582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/08/salt-lake-city.html' title='Salt Lake City'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtvRM4tu5I/AAAAAAAAAPs/_L6wW2qz3Do/s72-c/Salt+Lake+City+%26+Lassen%27s+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-2080861631039687069</id><published>2008-08-07T14:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T14:48:12.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Peaks - Provo, UT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtrPoBCRQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/F9JwiAM0TBM/s1600-h/Utah+2008+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtrPoBCRQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/F9JwiAM0TBM/s200/Utah+2008+041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231893308304934146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtrPpBQyBI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vVb2qUv7hUU/s1600-h/Utah+2008+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtrPpBQyBI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vVb2qUv7hUU/s200/Utah+2008+043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231893308574320658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtrPwvmSyI/AAAAAAAAAPU/haxuYD_GNoc/s1600-h/Utah+2008+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtrPwvmSyI/AAAAAAAAAPU/haxuYD_GNoc/s200/Utah+2008+040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231893310647716642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtrQGdhFdI/AAAAAAAAAPc/2mXN75TnguA/s1600-h/Utah+2008+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtrQGdhFdI/AAAAAAAAAPc/2mXN75TnguA/s200/Utah+2008+054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231893316477457874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning, we headed to the water park.  That was crazy.  They actually had a film crew there that day, filming for Highschool Musical a Disney Production.  We had to wait in lines everywhere while the film crew tried to get the shots they needed.  Trust me, I was never close enough that I have to worry about being seen in my bathing suit!&lt;br /&gt;You see that huge orange slide that has a complete drop?  Trust me....don't go on it, you will injure yourself in more places then I care to mention.  I ended up having to get a massage the next day because I hurt my neck to bad.  Couldn't move it for almost 24-hours.  That's me going down the slide.&lt;br /&gt;My brother David and daughter Maddie on the water slide.&lt;br /&gt;For the price, we got our monies worth.  Next time we'll bring our own food into the park.  That's where they get ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-2080861631039687069?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/2080861631039687069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=2080861631039687069' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/2080861631039687069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/2080861631039687069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/08/seven-peaks-provo-ut.html' title='Seven Peaks - Provo, UT'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtrPoBCRQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/F9JwiAM0TBM/s72-c/Utah+2008+041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-5674073344219936498</id><published>2008-08-07T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T14:34:43.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time with Lorrin and Wendy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJto-VzuGwI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BqMXL-6CW3g/s1600-h/Utah+2008+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJto-VzuGwI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BqMXL-6CW3g/s200/Utah+2008+033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231890812336216834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJto-mv_WpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/4JMKvbptRQU/s1600-h/Utah+2008+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJto-mv_WpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/4JMKvbptRQU/s200/Utah+2008+037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231890816883972754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJto-jHZUDI/AAAAAAAAAO8/1jkzrwpVZjo/s1600-h/Utah+2008+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJto-jHZUDI/AAAAAAAAAO8/1jkzrwpVZjo/s200/Utah+2008+035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231890815908401202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the BBQ at David's we drove to Sandy, UT to visit Ryan's brother Lorrin.  Can you see the resemblence?  I've always enjoyed spending time with Lorrin and Wendy.  We go way back.  They used to be our neighbor's when we lived at the funeral home.  They were newly weds back then.  They now have 3-children, Ivy, Paige and 1-year old Jacob who was asleep when I took this picture.  Good times.  Love you Lorrin and Wendy.  Thanks for a fun night;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-5674073344219936498?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/5674073344219936498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=5674073344219936498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/5674073344219936498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/5674073344219936498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-with-lorrin-and-wendy.html' title='Time with Lorrin and Wendy'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJto-VzuGwI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BqMXL-6CW3g/s72-c/Utah+2008+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-5299818902531263537</id><published>2008-08-07T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T14:25:03.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Vacation to Utah - Pre Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtm0N0gIII/AAAAAAAAAOU/PgvAwLE7ZN8/s1600-h/Utah+2008+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtm0N0gIII/AAAAAAAAAOU/PgvAwLE7ZN8/s200/Utah+2008+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231888439370064002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtm0SA5SYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NWspEltEDTk/s1600-h/Utah+2008+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtm0SA5SYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NWspEltEDTk/s200/Utah+2008+028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231888440495786370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtm0ZYMhDI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Sq8H56zErs0/s1600-h/Utah+2008+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtm0ZYMhDI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Sq8H56zErs0/s200/Utah+2008+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231888442472563762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Utah on Saturday, July 26th.  Arriving 1-week early for the family reunion so we could attend church and the blessing of my brother's new son, Sam.  It was really cool to have all the family there to support this special day.  Afterwards, we went to my brother's for a BBQ and enjoyed the afternoon with my grandpa.  As you can see, grandpa and Kyle were having fun husking the corn.  The photo with all the boys is a 4-generation photo with my grandfather, my dad, my brother and the first "Lassen" great grandson.  Thanks David for carrying on the last name, we knew we could count on you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other photo is a picture of my parents and all my siblings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-5299818902531263537?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/5299818902531263537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=5299818902531263537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/5299818902531263537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/5299818902531263537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-vacation-to-utah-pre-reunion.html' title='Family Vacation to Utah - Pre Reunion'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtm0N0gIII/AAAAAAAAAOU/PgvAwLE7ZN8/s72-c/Utah+2008+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-1366084823271750484</id><published>2008-08-07T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T14:11:12.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fun Begins Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtfUmojkgI/AAAAAAAAAN0/JUdJMpyc4Uo/s1600-h/New+playstructure+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtfUmojkgI/AAAAAAAAAN0/JUdJMpyc4Uo/s200/New+playstructure+051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231880199693636098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtfU7X_9aI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MJauZ3eWRfY/s1600-h/Daycare+-+August+2008+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtfU7X_9aI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MJauZ3eWRfY/s200/Daycare+-+August+2008+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231880205261338018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtfVI0y66I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Y9f381MGyAg/s1600-h/460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtfVI0y66I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Y9f381MGyAg/s200/460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231880208871779234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtfVTjBz0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/V2j4kgL5Tzc/s1600-h/Daycare+-+August+2008+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtfVTjBz0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/V2j4kgL5Tzc/s200/Daycare+-+August+2008+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231880211750047554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're set. With the price of gas and the energy used to load up 12-15 kids to go on a field trip, why not bring the fun to daycare. Last year I purchased an Astro Jump for the business. Best business purchase ever! This year was the new playground and water slide. At any rate, I'm by far the coolest mom on the block. We seem to attract every stray child wondering the neighborhood:) My back yard is a disaster, but the kids are having a fabulous time. I'm glad Kyle's still young and small enough to enjoy the new toys as well. Unfortunately there's a weight restriction on the water slide, so I can't go on it. 80 lb. limit. What a bummer! Let's just hope for continuous nice weather so that I can get my monies worth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-1366084823271750484?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/1366084823271750484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=1366084823271750484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/1366084823271750484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/1366084823271750484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-begins-here.html' title='The Fun Begins Here!'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJtfUmojkgI/AAAAAAAAAN0/JUdJMpyc4Uo/s72-c/New+playstructure+051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-5326307240997532253</id><published>2008-08-06T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:12:58.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJobAZU89MI/AAAAAAAAANI/orE3r2jgZVE/s1600-h/Family+reunion+2008+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231523610756969666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJobAZU89MI/AAAAAAAAANI/orE3r2jgZVE/s200/Family+reunion+2008+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJoZQ_vPCBI/AAAAAAAAANA/DZGJPH-4Glo/s1600-h/Family+reunion+2008+137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231521696922404882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJoZQ_vPCBI/AAAAAAAAANA/DZGJPH-4Glo/s200/Family+reunion+2008+137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you've all seen the movie "Footloose" right? Back in the 80's.... Well that movie was filmed in Lehi, Utah where my mother was born and raised. After 25 years of not seeing my cousins or extended family, my mother took it upon herself to host a family reunion last weekend. It was amazing. My mom went over the top and did a fabulous job. My entire family made the trip from WA. There were over 200 in attendance. Friday's activities included bowling at Jack &amp;amp; Jill bowling Lanes in American Fork, UT. Needless to say, I had to use the bumpers and well as the metal roller that allowed the ball to stay in the lanes. I think my score was a whopping 62 points all together. It took us almost 3 hours to play one game since we were all too busy visiting. Later the evening, my cousin opened his office for us all to gather as we ate and enjoyed the music of a fabulous DJ that taught us all sorts of line dancing. He had no idea that Tessa could dance and when the swing music came on, she took over the dance floor. They DJ even danced with her. It was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning was brutal. We had to check out of our hotel room about 5:30 AM so that we could be on the golf course at the base of the canyon by 6:15! I've never golfed before, but I played along for the fun of it and enjoyed it so much, that I think I'm going to take up lessons. I only lost 3 balls the whole day:) Immediately following the golf tournament, we all met at the Lehi Pool and park where we had all sorts of games and activities and fabulous food and fun. Seeing my cousins that I used to spend every summer with, just brought back hours of conversations and memories. It was so hard to leave that evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-5326307240997532253?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/5326307240997532253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=5326307240997532253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/5326307240997532253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/5326307240997532253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-reunion-2008.html' title='Family Reunion 2008'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SJobAZU89MI/AAAAAAAAANI/orE3r2jgZVE/s72-c/Family+reunion+2008+050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-3361447853273081536</id><published>2008-06-12T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:11.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan Dancing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFF6IS-5_vI/AAAAAAAAAMI/uOZle27-IFc/s1600-h/DSC_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFF6IS-5_vI/AAAAAAAAAMI/uOZle27-IFc/s200/DSC_0222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211080526797602546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I realized that after I blogged about Kenedee, I should mention that for Tessa's birthday the end of May, we enrolled her in more private dance classes. She is taking Salsa with Ryan. I thought it would be a good idea for them to take it together so that they could have some father/daughter time. When dancing, they get along fine, otherwise...not so much. Tessa is too much like her father which he doesn't see. At any rate, Tessa said that Ryan is a great dancer, but she herself isn't into the Salsa so much. It's only a 1-month class, so we'll continue with other types and see what she likes. Her favorite type of dance in Swing. In fact, at our daycare sock hop, she and a dance partner from school performed for everyone. I wished I could say that she got her dance moves from me, but that would be lying:( &lt;br /&gt;She also did some dancing at her choir concert the other night, but I forgot my camera so you'll just have to take my word. She loves to dance but I wished we would have started her many many years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-3361447853273081536?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/3361447853273081536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=3361447853273081536' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/3361447853273081536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/3361447853273081536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/06/ryan-dancing.html' title='Ryan Dancing?'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFF6IS-5_vI/AAAAAAAAAMI/uOZle27-IFc/s72-c/DSC_0222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-2590077678281812721</id><published>2008-06-11T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:12.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betty Crocker's Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFB4R91Mz8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/6mkWs69cQAc/s1600-h/Mrs.+Roger%27s+graduation+2008+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFB4R91Mz8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/6mkWs69cQAc/s200/Mrs.+Roger%27s+graduation+2008+097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210797018918473666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFBzNoIYNPI/AAAAAAAAALw/8cZBUmwIA8E/s1600-h/Mrs.+Roger%27s+graduation+2008+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFBzNoIYNPI/AAAAAAAAALw/8cZBUmwIA8E/s200/Mrs.+Roger%27s+graduation+2008+099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210791446815716594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenedee is my mini-baker in the family. She enjoys cooking, but loves to bake even more....wonder where she gets that from?&lt;br /&gt;For her birthday a couple of weeks ago, I signed her up for a 4-week cake decorating course through Wilton. In order for her to take this class, I had to sign up as well, bonus for me!! The first week was just spent orientating us on the tools from our starter kit and explaining what we were going to accomplish during the month of June. Each week our assignment is to bring in a pre-frosted cake and we'll learn a new technique during class. We have plenty of class time to work on our creations. This is Kenedee's first cake. I think she's a natural and has already expressed interest in future classes. Hers definitely looks better then mine because she got to use MY cake turner while I opted to use a tray. I think I had better purchase another one so that mine turn out as nice as hers. Watch our progress over the next few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-2590077678281812721?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/2590077678281812721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=2590077678281812721' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/2590077678281812721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/2590077678281812721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/06/betty-crockers-competition.html' title='Betty Crocker&apos;s Competition'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFB4R91Mz8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/6mkWs69cQAc/s72-c/Mrs.+Roger%27s+graduation+2008+097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-1379474919690304506</id><published>2008-06-11T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:12.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand New Kitchen 1-Year Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFBDGb2DfyI/AAAAAAAAALo/AH4qLJzUg20/s1600-h/100_2161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210738546700418850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFBDGb2DfyI/AAAAAAAAALo/AH4qLJzUg20/s200/100_2161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFBCeadqnII/AAAAAAAAALg/2l1Z1Zstuac/s1600-h/100_1970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210737859134921858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFBCeadqnII/AAAAAAAAALg/2l1Z1Zstuac/s200/100_1970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So you know I'm stretching for ideas to blog about when I have to come up with something from 1-year ago. Trust me, it was and still is a big deal for me. When we moved into our home April of 2000, we knew immediately that an updated kitchen was going to be forthcoming. It only took 7 years for us to decide to make that financial commitment to have a new kitchen installed. For us the deciding factor was when all the appliance stopped working, one by one. I was getting tired of cooking all my meals in my daycare kitchen downstairs and never able to spend time upstairs with my family. I'm sure we could have found a cheaper option, but we chose to use Kitchen Plus out of Bellevue because they guaranteed completion within 2 weeks. We had a few issue's like most people do with remodel work, but for the most part, I love my new kitchen. We've yet to have a party to invite all our friends over. Soon:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So today marks the 1-year anniversary of the new kitchen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-1379474919690304506?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/1379474919690304506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=1379474919690304506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/1379474919690304506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/1379474919690304506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/06/brand-new-kitchen-1-year-anniversary.html' title='Brand New Kitchen 1-Year Anniversary'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFBDGb2DfyI/AAAAAAAAALo/AH4qLJzUg20/s72-c/100_2161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-3413316387036100553</id><published>2008-06-11T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:12.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Annual Daycare Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFA1Tx6hreI/AAAAAAAAAKw/vzMBTdkMOZ8/s1600-h/DSC_0181-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFA1Tx6hreI/AAAAAAAAAKw/vzMBTdkMOZ8/s320/DSC_0181-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210723382800264674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, every year I host a daycare party for all my clients as a thank you for their business and loyalty. It's generally a huge undertaking, but I love to host parties and really enjoy watching the families get to know one another. This was my 9th year having one. The first party I held was back in 2000, right after we moved into our home. For the first couple of years everyone came to my place and we just BBQ'd and I would rent an astrojump for the children.  Within a couple of years my business grew large enough that I was no longer able to accomodate the group in my back yard.  Since then, I now reserve the church building and use all the facilities it has to offer.  I'm always looking for new theme's so that I can change it up a bit, but since I invest in so many decorations, I do try to get a couple of years worth out of each theme. This year was a sock hop. I had 87 guests in attendance. I think it was the biggest turn out I've ever had. I always serve dinner and provide entertainment for everyone. This year my neighbor DJ'd for us and he did an awesome job! I also had a really good friend provide the photography so that I didn't have to do it myself. After it's all said and done, the planning starts for our next party!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-3413316387036100553?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/3413316387036100553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=3413316387036100553' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/3413316387036100553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/3413316387036100553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-annual-daycare-party.html' title='My Annual Daycare Party'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SFA1Tx6hreI/AAAAAAAAAKw/vzMBTdkMOZ8/s72-c/DSC_0181-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-7341486243144941183</id><published>2008-06-03T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:12.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shannon's Twin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SEW4tj50PGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Jdod7UnEe9U/s1600-h/May+2008+138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SEW4tj50PGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Jdod7UnEe9U/s200/May+2008+138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207771636995210338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, this is the same old me, just trying to look younger.  This is how it started, I woke up one day and realized that I have some serious grey hair.  Not just a few stands, but several.  And since the famous Melain (our hair stylist, speaking on behalf of many) decided to move to Maple Valley, might as well be Egypt, I had to do something in order to solve this problem.  Also, I was just getting tired of the same old highlights, thought I'd go back to dark.  I had it colored just like this the day before we left for Florida, but by the time we returned the sun had faded it.  Anyways.... my natural color is really dark brown, so hopefully it won't fade to much.  I think I'll keep it this way for awhile, Ryan loves it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-7341486243144941183?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/7341486243144941183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=7341486243144941183' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/7341486243144941183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/7341486243144941183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/06/shannons-twin.html' title='Shannon&apos;s Twin.'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SEW4tj50PGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Jdod7UnEe9U/s72-c/May+2008+138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-7730993992182701757</id><published>2008-05-08T14:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:13.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree Removal - First Step...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SCN0eBNT1QI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vhRcsGXZwcA/s1600-h/May+daycare+2008+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SCN0eBNT1QI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vhRcsGXZwcA/s200/May+daycare+2008+022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198126453984843010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SCN0ThNT1PI/AAAAAAAAAIw/eewtlVUfN6c/s1600-h/May+daycare+2008+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SCN0ThNT1PI/AAAAAAAAAIw/eewtlVUfN6c/s200/May+daycare+2008+032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198126273596216562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SCN0IhNT1OI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pTpWquFQ0Yw/s1600-h/Mother%27s+day+pictures+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SCN0IhNT1OI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pTpWquFQ0Yw/s200/Mother%27s+day+pictures+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198126084617655522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the new structure gets installed, the first step was to have a massive tree removed from my backyard. It continues to drop sharp shavings of pine cones that will cut you if you're bare foot. We've experienced this from outdoor water play, trust me on this. No bare feet in my back yard, how sad! Also, my lawn service will not mow back there because he said it will ruin his blades. Anyways...it's also in the way of where the new structure will be. So down it came.&lt;br /&gt;It now appears that I have a larger and brighter backyard. Yeah! Maybe with more sun exposure we might be able to grow some grass back there. Time will tell. &lt;br /&gt;After observing the trunk of the tree I was intrigued to learn that the tree was 40 years old. Just as young as me:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-7730993992182701757?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/7730993992182701757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=7730993992182701757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/7730993992182701757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/7730993992182701757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/05/tree-removal-first-step.html' title='Tree Removal - First Step...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SCN0eBNT1QI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vhRcsGXZwcA/s72-c/May+daycare+2008+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-1087338676936523114</id><published>2008-05-08T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:13.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon to Daycare Near You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SCNrIxNT1JI/AAAAAAAAAIA/BufXfZObHe8/s1600-h/0075211360081_L4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SCNrIxNT1JI/AAAAAAAAAIA/BufXfZObHe8/s200/0075211360081_L4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198116193307972754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For quite some time I have had my eye on this particular play structure at Sam's Club.  I knew I would have to budget for it and convince Ryan that we needed it.  Our other system was purchased from the Little Nickel Want Ad's 12 years ago.  It's served it's purpose and been well loved, but it's time to upgrade.  With as many children that we have here in my daycare, we need something that offers more variety.  &lt;br /&gt;I felt the price was very reasonable.  Since I've been saving my 2% rewards check from Sam's Club just for this purpose, it will be even less money out of pocket:)&lt;br /&gt;Ryan gave me the okay a couple of months back and said this could be the year for the new system.  If I didn't have a new kitchen last year, then it would have happened last summer instead.  (Trust me, I'm not complaining.  I LOVE MY NEW KITCHEN)!&lt;br /&gt;Our first step to the process of this new playground was to have the tree service come out and take out a massive tree in my back yard.  That happened yesterday.  &lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how entertained the children were.  It was great.  Probably the easiest day we've ever had with 10 children.  All lined up in a row staring out the window.  It was the cutest thing.  Now the tree is gone and the backyard looks so much larger.  I'm hoping with a little bit of sun exposure, that maybe we can get the grass to grow now.  It should also be more comfortable for outdoor playtime in the mornings.  &lt;br /&gt;The stucture gets assembled on June 28th.  I know its still a ways away, but for those who know me well, I'm a planner.  I'm trying to recruit daycare dad's and friends to help with the assembly.  I plan to BBQ ribs and put on a feast for anyone willing to help us out that day.  (Anyone interested?)  Hopefully with enough help, we can have it up that Saturday and then Ryan and I will make many trips to get new woodchips on Sunday.  I know it's Sunday, but we have to have them in place before the children can play on the structure.  I just don't think there's enough time or daylight in one day to do everything all at once.  It will be a busy weekend, needless to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-1087338676936523114?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/1087338676936523114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=1087338676936523114' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/1087338676936523114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/1087338676936523114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/05/coming-soon-to-daycare-near-you.html' title='Coming Soon to Daycare Near You!'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SCNrIxNT1JI/AAAAAAAAAIA/BufXfZObHe8/s72-c/0075211360081_L4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-7531056562946373433</id><published>2008-04-17T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:14.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Loss of a Loved One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SAgrLxIMLHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/u2ksCTClzZo/s1600-h/Kyle%27s+hamster+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SAgrLxIMLHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/u2ksCTClzZo/s200/Kyle%27s+hamster+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190446051710741618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight our family experienced the death of a Kyle's hamster.  It's pretty pathetic when the only thing I have to blog about is this occassion, but Kyle's heart is broken and he is really hurting, so I thought I would do a eulogy for "Shadow".&lt;br /&gt;Shadow was a dwarf hamster given to Kenedee back in October.  This rodent (I mean hamster) was given to her FREE of charge.  Shadow came with all the necessities of life, which wasn't much.  (Wasn't expected to live very long) but we reluncently gave in and told her that as long as she brought home good grades she would be allowed to keep him.  She also had to keep the cage clean and take care of him, that under no circumstances was I going to take care of this hamster!  She knew the rules going in to this right from the beginning.  If the grades didn't meet our standard, dad would take care of it.  (He's not a family pet kind of guy!)  Anyways, when the first report card came back, without even complaining, she graciously gave her hamster to Kyle as an option instead of letting her father put it out of its misery.  &lt;br /&gt;Since then, Kenedee lets herself into Kyle's room many times a day for visition rights.  She feels she's owed this since it was originally hers.  &lt;br /&gt;For Kyle's birthday when we realized this rodent (I mean hamster) was going to live longer then we thought, I gave in and we bought "Shadow" a new condo with accessories.  Trust me, one accessory cost more then buying a new hamster!&lt;br /&gt;Kyle was so excited.  He and Kenedee spent days trying to make Shadow's new residence a comfortable enviroment.  At last, Shadow had moved in to his new home.  Life was good for this little rodent.  He was never neglected, infact there were times that Kyle had to tell Kenedee to get out of his room and leave Shadow alone because it was his hamster not hers.  Often there were moments of contention as Kenedee would remind him of who the hamster was originally given to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday morning, Kenedee, Kyle and Ryan had all left for baseball jamboree.  Tessa was sound asleep and I was just getting out of the shower.  I heard a sound coming from my bedroom but couldn't figure out what I was hearing or where exactly it was coming from, when all of a sudden a hamster came running out from underneath my bed.  Mind you, all I had on was a towel and I was running around screaming as loud as I possibly could.  Tessa, who could sleep through an earthquake, never even budged.  I tried to capture this hamster with Kyle's hamper, but it didn't work.  This darn rodent crawled underneath both Kyle's and our closed bedroom doors to make it's way into my room.  He was out to get me I just know!  I ran downstairs woke up Tessa and she came to save me from this fierce hamster that's about the size of a small potato!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways....of course I questioned both Kenedee and Kyle when they got home to find out who was the last one to play with Shadow that morning.  Kenedee still won't admit to it, but I know it was her.  I saw her leave his room with my own eyes!  What we think happened is that the wheel on Shadow's cage wasn't fully locked into position and upon running around and around really fast, it popped off and down came the hamster.  Falling 3 long feet off of Kyle's dresser.&lt;br /&gt;It appeared to be unharmed for the distance he fell, but did that fall lead to a fatal death?  No one knows.  This morning Shadow was fine, this afternoon when Kenedee was going in for one of her many visitations, she noticed he didn't look good.  Kyle was having a play date as his friends house, so he had no idea anything was even wrong.  Just this morning he was holding it and kissing it at 6:15 AM.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ryan came home from work we discussed what we should do.  There was no way in the world that we were going to take this hamster to the vet, so I decided to let Ryan handle it and I went shopping at Northgate Mall.  I felt that was the best place for me at that time.  Oh I did give Kyle loves and told him how very sorry I was that this was happening to him, I'm not heartless, but honestly....aren't hamster's meant to be disposible?  While I was shopping I had called my neighbor Sandra whose boys also just recently experienced the loss of their hamster to tell her the news.  She said that she would have the boys go over and be with Kyle.  Sandra also went over and said her good-bye's as well.  You see, they watched Shadow for us while we were in Florida so they felt an attachment to him.  Then the call came in at 7:30 PM, Shadow had died, belly up with all 4 legs straight up in the air.  It was a sad time.  &lt;br /&gt;I finished up my shopping and came right home.  They were waiting for me to have the funeral services.  Poor Kenedee, never even got to say good-bye.  &lt;br /&gt;Funeral services were held at 8:20 PM in our back yard.  Those in attendace were Kyle, Ryan, Shannon, Tessa, our neighbor Tod, and Sandra's boys, Gavin and David.  Kenedee was still at her baseball game.  (She didn't even know he had died but it was getting dark and Kyle didn't want to wait any longer)  Loving words were given by many and Shadow was laid to rest in a box with stuffing provided by Gavin and David.  Flowers were also provided by Sandra's garden.&lt;br /&gt;May Shadow rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo's taken moments before Shadow's death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-7531056562946373433?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/7531056562946373433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=7531056562946373433' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/7531056562946373433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/7531056562946373433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/04/loss-of-loved-one.html' title='The Loss of a Loved One'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/SAgrLxIMLHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/u2ksCTClzZo/s72-c/Kyle%27s+hamster+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-6646940396826241856</id><published>2008-03-25T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:14.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Next Family Vacation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R-lg67E8igI/AAAAAAAAAGg/z-nwADUYPcw/s1600-h/princess+cruiseline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R-lg67E8igI/AAAAAAAAAGg/z-nwADUYPcw/s200/princess+cruiseline.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181779411673582082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Ryan and I will celebrate 20 blissful years of marriage. After much thought, we've decided on our vacation spot. We're going to take a Mexican Riviera Cruise. I've never been to the 3 ports of call, but Ryan did finish his mission in Mazatlan and would love to return back to visit areas that he was unable to see. We've never taken a cruise, for several of reasons. For Ryan it was lack of interest, for me it's because I have a fear of large bodies of water. After talking to many people who have cruised, we have overcome our issue's and decided to try a new experience.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan and I have been planning this for the past couple of months. Lots of things to work out, like....We still need to keep the daycare open while I am gone, who's going to house sit, whose going to care for the kids, how are they going to get to all their activities, lots of details. So after much thought, we've just decided to take our children with us. We were going to hold off telling them for awhile, but it was killing me to hold it in. So last night for family night, we brought it up in conversation. I don't think I've ever heard my girls scream so loud and jump so high off the ground in my life. Kyle's only concern is that the ship is going to sink, just like the Titanic. I assured him that this wasn't going to happen. He's okay with it now. &lt;br /&gt;The only thing that Ryan requested was that we have separate rooms and he wanted a balcony room for us. The kids will just be across the hall from us.&lt;br /&gt;Although this trip isn't planned until November 29th, it gives Ryan and I an incentive to keep up with weight watcher's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-6646940396826241856?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/6646940396826241856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=6646940396826241856' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/6646940396826241856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/6646940396826241856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-next-family-vacation.html' title='Our Next Family Vacation!'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R-lg67E8igI/AAAAAAAAAGg/z-nwADUYPcw/s72-c/princess+cruiseline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-2214749133387578588</id><published>2008-03-20T14:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T14:32:21.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Get Some Rest!</title><content type='html'>So today is Ryan's 41st birthday.  I can't believe it.  And wouldn't you know it, he and I are both really sick.  Ryan never ever ever goes to the doctor and yesterday he tried to go in to the office for a couple of hours and his work kicked him out and made him go to the doctor.  They did a culture and we're just waiting to see if he has strep.  Needless to say, he's home today feeling just awful.  I on the other hand have bronchitis.  My cough is so bad that when I start coughing I can't stop and then I start chocking.  Kind of scary.  I however am still working.  I can't take time off even when I feel like this.  That's the disadvantage to my business.  Too many people depend on me everyday.  Maybe my body is finally telling me it's time to slow down and take it easy.  &lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm hosting Easter this year and have a ton of things to do before Sunday.  No time to be sick!&lt;br /&gt;Traditionally the birthday person gets to choose a restaruant of choice on his/her birthday, but I think tonight we're staying in.  All birthday plans for the weekend are shot as well.  It's always a bummer to be sick on a special day like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-2214749133387578588?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/2214749133387578588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=2214749133387578588' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/2214749133387578588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/2214749133387578588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-to-get-some-rest.html' title='Time To Get Some Rest!'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-6810890595957176163</id><published>2008-02-25T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:53:11.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight Watcher's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So tonight, Ryan and I attended our first weight watcher's meeting. You're probably thinking, is that really worth blogging about? Well yes it is, because the more people I tell, the more accountable I have to be. I can't do it on my own, believe me I've already tried.  I signed up about 4 years ago and lost about 7 pounds, but was really discouraged because I didn't have anyone to help me get through it. I gave up after a couple of months.  It was too difficult to stick to it when no one else in the home was feeling the same way as I was.  Ryan and I have been discussing this for quite some time now. Of course there's always a reason to start next week, right? Well we have a goal in mind and we have 9 months to get there, so I'm hoping with everyone's support, I can make it this time!  Just getting Ryan to attend with me and join up as well will really help:)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-6810890595957176163?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/6810890595957176163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=6810890595957176163' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/6810890595957176163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/6810890595957176163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/02/weight-watchers.html' title='Weight Watcher&apos;s'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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-963193627053594736.post-7837009645629364135</id><published>2008-01-28T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:14.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyle's Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R54RJbQObVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7necKHalBTY/s1600-h/Kyle%27s+11th+birthday+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160581076645473618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R54RJbQObVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7necKHalBTY/s200/Kyle%27s+11th+birthday+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Kyle celebrated his 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday this past Friday on January 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Bro. Perry had learned about this sleep over and asked if he was invited to the party. Kyle told him the only way he could come is if he brought a box a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Krispy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kreme&lt;/span&gt; Donuts. I told Kyle not to get his hopes up, and wouldn't you know, Bro. Perry called me at 5:55 PM on Friday night and asked if the party had started yet. I asked him if he was planning to stop by for pizza, but he said that he just wanted to bring Kyle some donuts. Wasn't that sweet? He remembered and totally made Kyle's birthday! What a nice thing for him to do. He has no idea the impact that made on Kyle. Not just for the donuts, but remembering his special day in general. Thank you Steve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kyle had invited 13 friends over to help him celebrate. What was I thinking? Everyone came over for pizza and such and we tried to play games, but the energy level was out of control! At one point I even told the kids that my 3-4 year old daycare children were better behaved! It was awful. I was thinking the energy level would have changed once the girls went home at 9:30, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; I couldn't even tell they were gone. By 11:30 PM I couldn't stay awake any longer and went to bed. Those boys never went to sleep. I heard them all night long. By 7 AM the next morning, I heard loud &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;noises&lt;/span&gt; in the daycare kitchen to find out that they were going to cook their own breakfast. I don't think so! Once breakfast was over there was still almost 3 hours before the party ended. Now in the past when we've had sleepover for the girls, I had to drag them out of bed to feed them before going home at 10:30. I thought that would have been the same with the boys. I was proven wrong. Just a suggestion for those thinking of having a sleepover for boys, DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT! Or.... take them all swimming for the entire evening before hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sunday after church we drove to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Puyallup&lt;/span&gt; to celebrate his birthday with family. My sister Suzy offered to let us use her home since they have a ton of things for the children to do there, verses going to my parents house. Kyle received mostly items relating to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Seahawks&lt;/span&gt;. He was pretty excited about that. He didn't want a traditional cake, he wanted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Krispy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kreme&lt;/span&gt; donuts instead. Between what Bro. Perry gave him and what he had on Sunday, I think we're good on the whole donut thing for awhile. Oh ya, my sister Niki also gave him a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Krispy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kreme&lt;/span&gt; gift card.&lt;br /&gt;&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/963193627053594736-7837009645629364135?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/7837009645629364135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=7837009645629364135' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/7837009645629364135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/7837009645629364135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/01/kyles-birthday-celebration.html' title='Kyle&apos;s Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R54RJbQObVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7necKHalBTY/s72-c/Kyle%27s+11th+birthday+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-9061686072840320071</id><published>2008-01-22T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:14.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends and Family Cookbook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R5bKArQObRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/FuNapQagKKc/s1600-h/Cookbook+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158532536159071506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R5bKArQObRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/FuNapQagKKc/s200/Cookbook+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;As most of you know, I love to cook. Doesn't necessarily mean that I'm a great cook, but I do like to try out new recipes. My most favorite hobby is looking through cookbooks and collecting new recipes to try out on family and friends. Although I cook all day long for many children, night time cooking seems to be neglected around my house simply because I'm just too tired. Having friends over for dinner gives me delight as well as an excuse to sit down and eat as a family. (What a concept!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was inspired to put together this cookbook because many of my family and friends have requested recipes in the past from different dishes I have made. So over the past 2 years I've been compiling recipes and trying to put this cookbook together. A lot of thought was put into the layout of how I wanted this book to look. I wanted it to be extra special by adding pages that had measurements and substitutions, counting calories, cooking terms as well as quick fixes. I had lots of options for additional pages, but I wanted to stick with the most practical ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It took a couple of years to achieve this goal. The first time I entered all my recipes and tried to submit it for publishing, the on-line company said that this was only on on-line site. Are you kidding me? There was no way to get these in a cookbook form? I was really discouraged an uncertain if I wanted to commit the time all over again. I decided to do some homework before investing that kind of time again. I finally found a company that would publish for me, of course after I re-typed everything in their program. So the task began all over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dare say this book was made with love. Many of these recipes I grew up with. I didn't tell most of my family and of course none of my friends that I was putting this together because I wanted to give these out as Christmas gifts to everyone. Many recipes are from extended family and friends. I did give credit where credit was due. I do hope that these recipes are enjoyed for generations to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, when placing this order the minimum amount of books that I could order was 200. So....if anyone is ever looking for a gift idea for someone, I have cases and cases of cookbooks for sale. I am selling them for $15 a book. Please let your friends know.&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/963193627053594736-9061686072840320071?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/9061686072840320071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=9061686072840320071' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/9061686072840320071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/9061686072840320071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/01/friends-and-family-cookbook.html' title='Friends and Family Cookbook'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R5bKArQObRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/FuNapQagKKc/s72-c/Cookbook+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-3062899426382496426</id><published>2008-01-10T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T22:06:41.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Provider of the Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.funshineexpress.com/C_provider.asp"&gt;http://www.funshineexpress.com/C_provider.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I received a call today from Fun Shine Express who is the company I order my preschool curriculum from, and they told me that I won Provider of the Month.  Several of my daycare mom's nominated me and now I'm being featured on the web.  I felt honored to have received such recognition.  Click on the link if you want to find out what they said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thank you Mindy, Shana, Kim and Suzanne for your thoughtful words.  I really do love my job and my many children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-3062899426382496426?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/3062899426382496426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=3062899426382496426' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/3062899426382496426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/3062899426382496426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/01/provider-of-month.html' title='Provider of the Month'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-8186578740558409511</id><published>2008-01-06T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:20:43.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, so it's the New Year and have I done anything about making changes for 2008?  Let's be realistic, New Year's Resolutions are over-rated.   It's really hard to change habits, whether good or bad.  So in all honesty, I'm just going to try to make improvements one step at a time.  If I can't do it all right now, then so what!  Life keeps on going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;At first I created a list of things I wanted to change or to learn, but the list became so long that it was just too overwhelming.  All I'd be doing is setting myself up for failure and disappointment.  So I decided to prioritize my list into categories on their importance.  For example, I really want to learn all there is to know about blogging.  How to make changes, put my blog to music, have lists, cool quotes and pictures, just like everyone else.  But if it doesn't happen right now, what's does that really mean?  I guess it just means that I won't have a cool blog to look at and I may be the last to learn of things or news going on in others lives.  That's okay by me.  What's more important to me, is that I'm keeping a journal.  If I can spend time once a week blogging, then I had better spend just as much time recording in my journal.  Journal first, blogging second.  More like a reward to myself.  Once I establish this habit, then I can move on to something else.  As for now, it is what it is.   &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/963193627053594736-8186578740558409511?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/8186578740558409511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=8186578740558409511' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/8186578740558409511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/8186578740558409511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolutions'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-4478971117606993562</id><published>2007-12-29T14:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:16.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida beaches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3bLLnmPUvI/AAAAAAAAADs/19MzgPfUC5E/s1600-h/Florida+beaches+2007+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149526624413111026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3bLLnmPUvI/AAAAAAAAADs/19MzgPfUC5E/s200/Florida+beaches+2007+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3bK4nmPUuI/AAAAAAAAADk/7RrGFHqTQlM/s1600-h/Florida+beaches+2007+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149526297995596514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3bK4nmPUuI/AAAAAAAAADk/7RrGFHqTQlM/s200/Florida+beaches+2007+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3bKqHmPUtI/AAAAAAAAADc/1qyOPExvCPc/s1600-h/Florida+beaches+2007+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149526048887493330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3bKqHmPUtI/AAAAAAAAADc/1qyOPExvCPc/s200/Florida+beaches+2007+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The beaches here are absolutely beautiful and remind me of being in Cancun.  Hopefully Ryan and I will make it back there again someday!  Gorgeous soft sand that you could walk in for miles.  The children are body surfing in the warm Atlantic ocean, while Janie and I are trying to take in some sun bathing.  &lt;/span&gt;&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/963193627053594736-4478971117606993562?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/4478971117606993562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=4478971117606993562' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/4478971117606993562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/4478971117606993562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2007/12/florida-beaches.html' title='Florida beaches'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3bLLnmPUvI/AAAAAAAAADs/19MzgPfUC5E/s72-c/Florida+beaches+2007+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-4387401624720758351</id><published>2007-12-28T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:16.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brevard County Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3XE83mPUqI/AAAAAAAAADE/bhy55mRCxDA/s1600-h/Florida+2007+Brevard+County+Zoo+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149238298963563170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3XE83mPUqI/AAAAAAAAADE/bhy55mRCxDA/s320/Florida+2007+Brevard+County+Zoo+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3XCvHmPUpI/AAAAAAAAAC8/MmUPrrt-dr8/s1600-h/Florida+2007+Brevard+County+Zoo+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149235863717106322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3XCvHmPUpI/AAAAAAAAAC8/MmUPrrt-dr8/s320/Florida+2007+Brevard+County+Zoo+023.JPG" width="497" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3XCd3mPUoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/e_dPC5WBeis/s1600-h/Florida+2007+Brevard+County+Zoo+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149235567364362882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3XCd3mPUoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/e_dPC5WBeis/s320/Florida+2007+Brevard+County+Zoo+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A perfect day spent at the zoo. Tropical wildlife and animals are everywhere. At this local county zoo, children are allowed to get up close to pet and feed the animals. Every trip we've made to Florida wouldn't be complete without a visit to the Brevard County Zoo. It's completely different then thenWoodland Park Zoo. We love to watch the alligator feeding. It's the highlight of the whole zoo experience.&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/963193627053594736-4387401624720758351?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/4387401624720758351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=4387401624720758351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/4387401624720758351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/4387401624720758351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2007/12/brevard-county-zoo.html' title='Brevard County Zoo'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3XE83mPUqI/AAAAAAAAADE/bhy55mRCxDA/s72-c/Florida+2007+Brevard+County+Zoo+081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-4701083764457622332</id><published>2007-12-28T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:17.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Florida - 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3W993mPUmI/AAAAAAAAACk/DIaZkovD-DI/s1600-h/Florida+Christmas+2007+219.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3W8uHmPUlI/AAAAAAAAACc/srlLZhLfQsM/s1600-h/Florida+Christmas+2007+155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149229249467470418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3W8uHmPUlI/AAAAAAAAACc/srlLZhLfQsM/s320/Florida+Christmas+2007+155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So here is what Christmas day looks like in Florida. No rain, wind or snow. Everyone celebrating in 80 degree weather wearing shorts and T-shirts. Imagine that. After opening gifts we spend the next couple of hours at the tennis court, enjoying the beautiful day. Christmas evening is spent in the pool and hot tub. What a life. &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/963193627053594736-4701083764457622332?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/4701083764457622332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=4701083764457622332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/4701083764457622332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/4701083764457622332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-in-florida-2007.html' title='Christmas in Florida - 2007'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R3W8uHmPUlI/AAAAAAAAACc/srlLZhLfQsM/s72-c/Florida+Christmas+2007+155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-788230720056951572</id><published>2007-12-11T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:17.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 Holiday Cookie Exchange</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R18TC4puqPI/AAAAAAAAABs/ih8IqHnWWTE/s1600-h/Primary+children+and+2007+cookie+exchange+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142850239768471794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R18TC4puqPI/AAAAAAAAABs/ih8IqHnWWTE/s320/Primary+children+and+2007+cookie+exchange+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R18OuIpuqOI/AAAAAAAAABk/41wREV2Xkbs/s1600-h/Primary+children+and+2007+cookie+exchange+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142845485239675106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R18OuIpuqOI/AAAAAAAAABk/41wREV2Xkbs/s320/Primary+children+and+2007+cookie+exchange+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last night was my annual Holiday Cookie exchange. For 13 years now, I have hosted an evening with girlfriends as we celebrate in the the joyous occassion of holiday baking. Some of us have been together all 13 years, while others have joined in along the way. This has become a tradition that I started and plan to continue for many years. The challenge is to find the perfect holiday cookie and not repeat from years past. Believe me, it's getting difficult! By the end of the evening each person will get to take home 11-12 dozen different plates of cookies with the recipe and hopefully not have to bake for the remainder of the season! We spend the evening sharing cookie stories, enjoying each others company and endulging in the famous Cranberry Christmas pudding and Wassil that I only make for this special night. Thank you ladies for a fabulous evening. And the hunt begins for next years cookie!&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/963193627053594736-788230720056951572?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/788230720056951572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=788230720056951572' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/788230720056951572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/788230720056951572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2007/12/2007-holiday-cookie-exchange.html' title='2007 Holiday Cookie Exchange'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R18TC4puqPI/AAAAAAAAABs/ih8IqHnWWTE/s72-c/Primary+children+and+2007+cookie+exchange+083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-5949161380775158280</id><published>2007-11-23T22:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:18.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday celebration with the Davidson's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R0fL1LIVFTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ve3Owz1h3HM/s1600-h/Troll.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136298014420571442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R0fL1LIVFTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ve3Owz1h3HM/s320/Troll.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R0fJvLIVFSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6rjiLAwGF5k/s1600-h/11-07+Halloween+2007-Thanksgiving+2007+134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136295712318100770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R0fJvLIVFSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6rjiLAwGF5k/s320/11-07+Halloween+2007-Thanksgiving+2007+134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R0fJcrIVFRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/yrSgMS4Y_Qc/s1600-h/11-07+Halloween+2007-Thanksgiving+2007+127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136295394490520850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R0fJcrIVFRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/yrSgMS4Y_Qc/s320/11-07+Halloween+2007-Thanksgiving+2007+127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight Ryan and Rebecca came up to visit so we could celebrate Ryan Davidson's birthday. We treated them to a birthday dinner at Costas Opa, a great Greek restaurant in Fremont. Who knew that there was going to be a belly dancer performing. What a bonus. Great food and awesome entertainment. Afterwards we visited the Troll under the Fremont Bridge. Never been there before. Came back to our house afterwards for yummy homemade carrot cake. (Ryan D's request)&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/963193627053594736-5949161380775158280?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/5949161380775158280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=5949161380775158280' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/5949161380775158280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/5949161380775158280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2007/11/birthday-celebration-with-davidsons.html' title='Birthday celebration with the Davidson&apos;s'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/R0fL1LIVFTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ve3Owz1h3HM/s72-c/Troll.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963193627053594736.post-6609797858629420146</id><published>2007-11-20T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T15:02:29.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling overwhelmed with life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Going on my 4th week of being a single parent. Not really, but for once I really miss having Ryan at home. He's been involved in a huge project at work that has kept him at the office between 15-20 hours a day. He actually gets to take tomorrow off and then enjoy a 4-day holiday weekend. I want to let him sleep, but yet there is so much to do around the house that requires his attention. I have become quite the handyman around the house. Can't hang the quilt rod on my own though. That has to wait. Maybe that's what Ryan will give me for Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tessa just learned that she gets to perform in the Macy's Day parade the day after Thanksgiving. We were planning to stay the night at my parents on Thursday, but now we have to come home early so that Tessa can be in Downtown Seattle by 7 AM Friday morning. I am excited for her because this is a once in a life time opportunity, however I have mixed emotions about letting her perform. We have struggled so much with her these past 6 months since we discovered her hidden lifestyle and letting her do things like this makes me nervous. I just have to learn to trust her again and allow her the opportunities to let her earn our trust back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kenedee had the opportunity to perform in a Jazz festival this past weekend. I would have loved to have seen it, but we already had a primary activity planned for that AM. Which by the way was very successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kyle's heart was broken at school yesterday when he learned that he didn't get the lead part in a play that the 5th and 6th graders will be performing in the spring. I'm so glad that I was home and able to comfort him when he burst through the doors with tears. I wanted to cry with him because I knew how much he wanted the part and had practiced for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the first year since I started my daycare business that I actually feel that I'm somewhat prepared for the holiday's. I cause extra stress in my own life, because I choose to give homemade gifts instead of purchasing them. Each year there are more families involved in the daycare and I'm getting to the point that I can't keep up anymore. I don't want to disappoint my families, but I know they look forward to something originial. I'm running out of idea's and could really use some help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1996 - Homemade pies and a jar of homemade pie filling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1997 - Machine sewn reversable table runners with a cannister of goodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1998 - Layered Jar gifts. Canister with goodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1999 - Hand sewn snowmen ornaments for each family member. Canister with goodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2000 - Homemade calendars off our laser printer. (Okay but technology has improved!) Canister with goodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2001 - Ceramic holiday pots filled with candy. (Taught this class in HFPE) Canister with goodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2002 - Dinner basket filled with homemade spaghetti sauce, pasta, canned fruit, CG to Great Harvest Bread CO. and homemade fudge. Canister with goodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2003 - Movie buckets with concessions and GC to Blockbusters. Canister with goodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2004 - GC entitling each family to a 4-course homemade dinner and dessert at there request. (Had a menu to choose from) Canister with goodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2005 - Scrapbooks with their childs daycare pictures. Canister with goodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2006 - Story time books including flannel boards, CD w/music and Costco printed calendars. Canister with goodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2007- Can't tell anyone yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-6609797858629420146?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/6609797858629420146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=6609797858629420146' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/6609797858629420146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/6609797858629420146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2007/11/feeling-overwhelmed-with-life.html' title='Feeling overwhelmed with life'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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-963193627053594736.post-3581368115421505449</id><published>2007-11-16T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:04:18.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first post</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It's ladies night this evening. Several friends got together for dinner at the Ram.&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of myself holding my new nephew while visting him in the hospital.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/Rz58vLIVFPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0rZiEEOqmGg/s1600-h/197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133677775132366066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtUAj1gEkHs/Rz58vLIVFPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0rZiEEOqmGg/s320/197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963193627053594736-3581368115421505449?l=whoneedsrest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/feeds/3581368115421505449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963193627053594736&amp;postID=3581368115421505449' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/3581368115421505449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963193627053594736/posts/default/3581368115421505449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoneedsrest.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-first-post.html' title='My first post'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09649412598092968881</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/_VtUAj1gEkHs/Rz58vLIVFPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0rZiEEOqmGg/s72-c/197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
