<?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-6395076838233710755</id><updated>2012-01-30T08:22:39.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up at our House</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is but a blink of and eye,but memories last forever</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-5931539874799227722</id><published>2011-11-10T11:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:07:01.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q2dpxD9SMy8/TrwSvENeIRI/AAAAAAAAA1M/lzNaXyJyaeY/s1600/swap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="234" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q2dpxD9SMy8/TrwSvENeIRI/AAAAAAAAA1M/lzNaXyJyaeY/s400/swap.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-5931539874799227722?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/5931539874799227722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=5931539874799227722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/5931539874799227722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/5931539874799227722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/-q2dpxD9SMy8/TrwSvENeIRI/AAAAAAAAA1M/lzNaXyJyaeY/s72-c/swap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-7196569349010307584</id><published>2011-11-10T10:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:14:54.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shawnee's Secret Santa Swap Questionnaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your hobbies? sewing, reading, crafting, decorating &lt;br /&gt;What are your favorite colors? Reds,yellows&lt;br /&gt;Do you collect anything? no &lt;br /&gt;Are you allergic to any fibers or animals? no &lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets? No&lt;br /&gt;Coffee, Tea, or Chocolate? chocolate &lt;br /&gt;What do you like to read? anita Stansfield books on my kindle &lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer Cookies or Candies as a sweet? I love both&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite holiday treat? I'll try anything &lt;br /&gt;Describe your favorite holiday tradition.Family get togethers&lt;br /&gt;Did you believe in Santa as a child? Yes and I still do&lt;br /&gt;When do you open presents? Christmas morning&lt;br /&gt;Do you put up a tree and when? I put up several since i decorate my whole house I start the day after thankgiving. No black Friday shoppng for me.   &lt;br /&gt;Does your tree have a theme? Yes one snowmen one gingerbread man&lt;br /&gt;What has been your favorite gift to give? homemade things  &lt;br /&gt;to receive? home made things that come from the heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-7196569349010307584?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/7196569349010307584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=7196569349010307584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/7196569349010307584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/7196569349010307584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2011/11/shawnees-secret-santa-swap.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-3749699377649010502</id><published>2011-10-27T12:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T12:15:11.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my newest project. Lacey and my son Brady are becoming new parents in a few months. Mykla is having a baby shower for them at my home, and this is the wreath I'm putting on my door for the occasion. It's made out of baby diapers. So CUTE!&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7AuOtiTszek/TqmfqJ8nXcI/AAAAAAAAA0w/MATWg1WvhkA/s1600/DWFS%2B137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7AuOtiTszek/TqmfqJ8nXcI/AAAAAAAAA0w/MATWg1WvhkA/s400/DWFS%2B137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the picture to see it bigger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-3749699377649010502?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/3749699377649010502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=3749699377649010502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3749699377649010502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3749699377649010502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-my-newest-project.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/-7AuOtiTszek/TqmfqJ8nXcI/AAAAAAAAA0w/MATWg1WvhkA/s72-c/DWFS%2B137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-8421090788573600752</id><published>2011-10-18T12:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T10:03:43.988-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My latest project</title><content type='html'>I joined a table runner swap and this is what I came up with&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wux8xq_eJNo/Tp3Fs_G4YAI/AAAAAAAAAz8/P3a9EdF5dNw/s1600/table%2Brunners.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="159" width="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wux8xq_eJNo/Tp3Fs_G4YAI/AAAAAAAAAz8/P3a9EdF5dNw/s320/table%2Brunners.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-8421090788573600752?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/8421090788573600752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=8421090788573600752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8421090788573600752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8421090788573600752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-latest-project.html' title='My latest project'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/-Wux8xq_eJNo/Tp3Fs_G4YAI/AAAAAAAAAz8/P3a9EdF5dNw/s72-c/table%2Brunners.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-1464742229995456834</id><published>2011-10-18T11:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T07:00:43.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>Where have I been no where Just being lazy I've had no motivation. I was lying in bed trying to sleep and I keep thinking you’re so lazy even though it was only 4:00 AM you started your blog for your family something that they could look at and read when you’re gone or whenever I guess it's a journal of sorts. So I decided to get up and just write whatever is on my mind. I don't even know if anyone even reads my blog anyway. So maybe I'm just doing this for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've have been so blessed throughout my life. Yes I have been tested in many ways, but I am so grateful that I understand that this is part of the Lords plan and I need to have the good with the bad so I can truly be grateful for all that I have been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and I have been married for 38 years, was it a smooth road not even, although are love as always been very strong we also had our differences. When we married I already had two children and Gary had three. From the start I felt we needed one together to bring all of it together so when we had been married one year Garrad came along and 5 years later Brady, and yes it made our family complete. Gary adopted Mykla and Corey in 1979 and they became ours. I really feel that Gary's three daughters Jeanie, Brenda and Lori truly love me no I'm not their Mother, but I hope I'm a runner up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been blessed with two wonderful friends that have been my friends for almost all my life. They are Pat and Lynda How many of you could say your still friends with someone after 60+years. Pat as always lived close and we talk on the phone on a regular bases, go shopping together help each other with whatever project we have going on and so on. Lynda moved to Las Vegas when we were 14 but to this day were still best of friends. Gary and I do our traveling with Lynn and Lynda. Our Grand kids think there grandpa and grandma also. Both of these friends have let me unwind on them they listen to all my troubles and our always there for me. How blessed am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have felt the loss of loved ones. In 1973 my Daddy passed away at the young age of 50 he had suffered from MS for 25 years and it took its toll on him. In 1996 at the age of 71 my Mother passed away from Cancer. In 1999 my brother Terry was killed he also was only 50. In 2007 my brother Ronny passed away from heart failure. I miss all of them so much and everyday I think if I would have known that they were doing to move on would I have done anything differently. The answer was a big YES. I wouldn't have let a day gone by without letting them know how much they meant to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful that if I live my live accordingly I can be with all my love ones again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also felt the joy of being a Mother and a Grandmother to 24 wonderful Grandchildren. Sometimes it’s very hard to watch our own children go through the challenges of raising their children. there are so many temptations out there to tempt them the Adversary is trying so hard to take hold of all of us, and we can't let him win, and the best way to do this is to teach our children that when there tempted they have a loving Father in Heaven that will be there for them all they need to do is ask. No were not guarantee that are life's will always be rosy but we are promised that if we always try and do what is right, and if we do something wrong that if we repent for it we can someday be with our Father in Heaven and all are loved ones again. Sorry I didn't mean to go off like that, I'm so far from perfect that I am really not the one that should be preaching, but I love my Father in Heaven and know that no matter what I have to face I can count on him to be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened since I last posted. Gary retired over a year ago, so he is home with me and the day care. I know this isn't easy for him, and he really would like me to retire also, but I like that money in my pocket to help me with my addiction to shopping. I'm truly Afraid to retire; I need to have a leap of faith to know everything will be OK. I know the time will come and I will know when it is and I will retire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a few health problems. In December of 2010 I had heart surgery. I have suffered with migraines most of my life. Mykla keep telling me that she knew of someone that also had migraines and found out she had a hole in her heart she had it taken care of and doesn't suffer from migraines anymore. I'm thinking sure Mykla whatever. Long story short after 2 years of her nagging me I went to a heart specialist and yes I had a hole in my heart. I had the surgery and I haven't had a migraine since a MIRACLE! When they done the surgery they found a pocket of blood clots just waiting to either kill me or I would of had a severe stoke they dissolved them and closed my hole. Mykla saved her mother’s life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also suffering from Fibromyalgia it makes me really tired and I ache all over at times. The aches like I used to get when I was growing up. You know those leg aches that the Doctor said were just growing pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway long ago I decided that I didn't want anything to get me down and I would choose to be happy, so that I did. I'm just one happy camper (I hate camping though) HA! HA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-1464742229995456834?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/1464742229995456834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=1464742229995456834' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/1464742229995456834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/1464742229995456834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2011/10/where-have-i-been-no-where-just-being.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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-6395076838233710755.post-3851623660186614441</id><published>2009-08-10T08:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T08:15:41.851-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Cones &amp; Baseball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXLUncbZKbs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXLUncbZKbs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched this on Lola again and it reminded me so much of Garrad when he was around 8 years old and playing baseball. He really wasn't into the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-3851623660186614441?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/3851623660186614441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=3851623660186614441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3851623660186614441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3851623660186614441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/08/httpwww_10.html' title='Snow Cones &amp; Baseball'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-4607686968355742584</id><published>2009-07-31T15:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:47:10.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dieter F. Uchtdorf - CREATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RhLlnq5yY7k&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RhLlnq5yY7k&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reminder that we all have special talents, and the more we use them the better we will become. If you don't think you have any talent think again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-4607686968355742584?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/4607686968355742584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=4607686968355742584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4607686968355742584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4607686968355742584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/07/httpwww.html' title='Dieter F. Uchtdorf - CREATE'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-5133083449593410880</id><published>2009-07-27T16:37:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T08:21:40.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SnDQ_C_8f_I/AAAAAAAAAug/5gRNK1Yr2lA/s1600-h/7-2009+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364016937753673714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SnDQ_C_8f_I/AAAAAAAAAug/5gRNK1Yr2lA/s320/7-2009+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kalee Bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sm8L2ozVAZI/AAAAAAAAAuI/E08dIonU1MM/s1600-h/7-2009+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363518714515095954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sm8L2ozVAZI/AAAAAAAAAuI/E08dIonU1MM/s320/7-2009+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Layna and her new Granddaughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sm8LFCfk7hI/AAAAAAAAAuA/SsA0_q1yHng/s1600-h/7-2009+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363517862418116114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sm8LFCfk7hI/AAAAAAAAAuA/SsA0_q1yHng/s320/7-2009+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kara, Brandon &amp;amp; baby Alexis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sm8E24VZxaI/AAAAAAAAAto/Iomqm2z2v5o/s1600-h/7-2009+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363511022103152034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sm8E24VZxaI/AAAAAAAAAto/Iomqm2z2v5o/s320/7-2009+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our ward float&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sm4tnmB_veI/AAAAAAAAAtg/rwk9DNtTQlo/s1600-h/7-2009+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363274364491906530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sm4tnmB_veI/AAAAAAAAAtg/rwk9DNtTQlo/s320/7-2009+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Garrad, Syndi Kaylee &amp;amp; Kael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sm4tZ8Kln1I/AAAAAAAAAtY/u_8K5YgBd6E/s1600-h/7-2009+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363274129915354962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sm4tZ8Kln1I/AAAAAAAAAtY/u_8K5YgBd6E/s320/7-2009+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brady holding Chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sm4tGrEPWkI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/maczslEVzos/s1600-h/7-2009+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363273798907812418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sm4tGrEPWkI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/maczslEVzos/s320/7-2009+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Kyler holding his sister Kaylee's hand I love this picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sm4sqfzG6qI/AAAAAAAAAtI/4i_D8XF8QhA/s1600-h/7-2009+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363273314846829218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sm4sqfzG6qI/AAAAAAAAAtI/4i_D8XF8QhA/s320/7-2009+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cindy, Michelle, Gary, Corey holding Trey, Casey, Brady throwing one of Kami's kids in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see we all went to the 24th of July parade as I have for as long as I can remember. To get a good place to sit we have to go down the day before around 10:00 AM and set in the spot we want you can't put your chairs out until 6:00 PM so it makes for a long day. Were running out of people to set their all day because we all work, but Casey went down and saved the spot for us this year, Thanks Casey. Next year we decided that we have to go even earlier because when Cindy took Casey down there wasn't many places to choose from. So hopefully we can find someone that would love to set out in the hot sun for like maybe 10 hours. Maybe a little money will do the trick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-5133083449593410880?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/5133083449593410880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=5133083449593410880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/5133083449593410880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/5133083449593410880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/07/garrad-syndi-kaylee-kell-brady-holding.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SnDQ_C_8f_I/AAAAAAAAAug/5gRNK1Yr2lA/s72-c/7-2009+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-8954138527372853201</id><published>2009-07-23T11:21:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T11:34:06.634-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My son Brady send this to me and it really hit home. Life isn't perfect, it's what we make of it that makes the differences. We need to appreciate the things that are done for us even though they might not be just the way we would like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burned Biscuits&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little boy, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!&lt;br /&gt;When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Baby, I love burned biscuits."&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides - a little burnt biscuit never hurt anyone!"&lt;br /&gt;You know, life is full of imperfect things.....and imperfect people.. I'm not the best at everything, but what I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each other's faults - and choosing to celebrate each other's differences - is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.&lt;br /&gt;And that's my hope for you today. That you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life. Since when were burnt biscuits a deal-breaker? We could extend this to any and all relationships, in fact - as understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!&lt;br /&gt;"Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket - keep it in your own."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-8954138527372853201?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/8954138527372853201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=8954138527372853201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8954138527372853201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8954138527372853201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-son-brady-send-this-to-me-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-374604696190500872</id><published>2009-07-13T09:28:00.031-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T08:49:50.382-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SltaVQcDO4I/AAAAAAAAAs4/L8y-N3YQxvM/s1600-h/Kylee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357975502923709314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SltaVQcDO4I/AAAAAAAAAs4/L8y-N3YQxvM/s320/Kylee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SltZTOwfzHI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Z8zEzm1u6GU/s1600-h/IMG_0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357974368601230450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SltZTOwfzHI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Z8zEzm1u6GU/s320/IMG_0336.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Our Granddaughter Kalee is in New York competing in a dance competition. We just got word that she got 10's from all the judges &amp;amp; took platinum the highest award given. The comment was made while she was there, that she blew away the Judges and brought the audience to tears. The song she danced to was Your Joy by Chrisette Michele. Kalee loves dance she not only dances extremely well but her facial expression shows her feelings as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I tried to find a close up picture of her dancing and mine were all at to far of a distance so here are a few of her not dancing. Shes quite the beauty isn't she. I was looking on her dance studios page and found this note that she had wrote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;MY HEART &amp;amp; MY DANCE SHOES!&lt;br /&gt;"I love the way I feel at dance. I forget what’s going on all around me. It’s just me, my heart and my dance shoes"!&lt;br /&gt;—Kalee J. (Dancer) 2/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Lyric's to Your Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Walked down the sidewalk Staring at your feet Wishing my steps were longer So by your sides I could keep Hold your hand much bigger Never wanted mine to grow So I could always feel perfect Inside your palms just so No one loves me just like you do No one knows me just like you do No one can compare to the way my eyes fit in yours You'll always be my father And I'll always be your joy Laid me on your belly Nights when mama wasn't home Lightning made me shiver And you never let me feel alone I tried to match your breathing Beating my little heart against yours Perfect were the nights we were sleeping I never want to end what we are 'Cause No one loves me just like you do And no one knows me just like you do No one can compare to the way my eyes fit in yours You'll always be my father And I'll always be your joy One day he'll come on bended knee And ask my love away from thee And when I give my love to him He'll always have a place within One day he'll come on bended knee And ask my love away from thee And when I give my love to him you'll always have a place within No one loves me just like you do No one knows me just like you do No one can compare to the way my eyes fit in yours You'll always be my father And I'll always be your joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-374604696190500872?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/374604696190500872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=374604696190500872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/374604696190500872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/374604696190500872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-granddaughter-kalee-as-been-in-new.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SltaVQcDO4I/AAAAAAAAAs4/L8y-N3YQxvM/s72-c/Kylee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-5446436300737565718</id><published>2009-07-06T16:27:00.036-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:31:23.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacationing with friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNcoQqs29I/AAAAAAAAAsc/kCV0e2bucB4/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355726228612242386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNcoQqs29I/AAAAAAAAAsc/kCV0e2bucB4/s320/DSC00223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for lunch in Rapid City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNcRHJIYOI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ZBHshHxOT_M/s1600-h/DSC00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355725830918529250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNcRHJIYOI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ZBHshHxOT_M/s320/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lynn hanging out with President George W. Bush In Rapid City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNbsYGoX_I/AAAAAAAAAsM/ei7qTKVnjac/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355725199816286194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNbsYGoX_I/AAAAAAAAAsM/ei7qTKVnjac/s320/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what the Crazy Horse Memorial will look like when it is finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNbbCo_yuI/AAAAAAAAAsE/LPLIQzXVrlQ/s1600-h/DSC00281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355724901997071074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNbbCo_yuI/AAAAAAAAAsE/LPLIQzXVrlQ/s320/DSC00281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crazy Horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNTrfJkQQI/AAAAAAAAAr8/3R50xZV8aIs/s1600-h/DSC00297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355716388434755842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNTrfJkQQI/AAAAAAAAAr8/3R50xZV8aIs/s320/DSC00297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mount Rushmore. You can see people on top putting lights on the Presidents heads for the fire works show on the 4th of July we were there on the 3th of July so we missed the light show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNTLKPTtfI/AAAAAAAAAr0/V0lurjM7sys/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355715833065879026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNTLKPTtfI/AAAAAAAAAr0/V0lurjM7sys/s320/DSC00372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Old Faithful doing it's thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNSwDOXo8I/AAAAAAAAArs/j9tG2gt3M3c/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355715367326426050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNSwDOXo8I/AAAAAAAAArs/j9tG2gt3M3c/s320/DSC00381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner at the Old Faithful Inn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNSEffDuTI/AAAAAAAAArc/PsOQxH3e22Y/s1600-h/DSC00420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355714618998372658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNSEffDuTI/AAAAAAAAArc/PsOQxH3e22Y/s320/DSC00420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yellowstone National Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNRobxAYeI/AAAAAAAAArU/w7Vqtl27quc/s1600-h/DSC00447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355714136963572194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNRobxAYeI/AAAAAAAAArU/w7Vqtl27quc/s320/DSC00447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beautiful Grand Tetons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNRKDmxPUI/AAAAAAAAArM/JjMZyzK1vo8/s1600-h/DSC00456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355713615082110274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNRKDmxPUI/AAAAAAAAArM/JjMZyzK1vo8/s320/DSC00456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lunch while floating down the Snake River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNQsrYCqTI/AAAAAAAAArE/Cei86KdHtpg/s1600-h/DSC00482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355713110361680178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNQsrYCqTI/AAAAAAAAArE/Cei86KdHtpg/s320/DSC00482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Relaxing in the Million Dollar Bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNPPNOEgUI/AAAAAAAAAq8/iVuCaPZ68U4/s1600-h/DSC00483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355711504538960194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNPPNOEgUI/AAAAAAAAAq8/iVuCaPZ68U4/s320/DSC00483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner and a show in Jackson Hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNOpUL3vHI/AAAAAAAAAq0/CcfOWaMGkAw/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355710853573753970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNOpUL3vHI/AAAAAAAAAq0/CcfOWaMGkAw/s320/DSC00492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My new friend Scout from Houston Texas He was traveling with his Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNNUbcgLlI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Ns0N-IkUydk/s1600-h/DSC00515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355709395233680978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNNUbcgLlI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Ns0N-IkUydk/s320/DSC00515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bear Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNM_UjhNMI/AAAAAAAAAqk/RcJfs2x7NyQ/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355709032606807234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNM_UjhNMI/AAAAAAAAAqk/RcJfs2x7NyQ/s320/DSC00530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Temple Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNMv7XWVTI/AAAAAAAAAqc/IjxsNzTMVGs/s1600-h/DSC00541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355708768146838834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNMv7XWVTI/AAAAAAAAAqc/IjxsNzTMVGs/s320/DSC00541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNL4XW0MMI/AAAAAAAAAqU/QN6J5Z43f4M/s1600-h/DSC00551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355707813588119746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNL4XW0MMI/AAAAAAAAAqU/QN6J5Z43f4M/s320/DSC00551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last night at dinner at the Hilton in Salt Lake City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gary, Lynn, Lynda and I just returned from a 8 day Caravan trip. We started out by flying into Rapid City, South Dakota. We spend two days there visiting Mt. Rushmore &amp;amp; Crazy Horse. then we visited the Indian Museum of North America. Then we return through the Black Hills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3: We entered Wyoming and headed West across the high plains into Sheridan Wyoming. After lunch we entered Montana "The big Sky Country" We visited Little Bighorn Battlefield National Monument in the crow nation. We then continued to Billings Montana nestled between the Yellowstone River and the Red Rimrocks. Lewis and Clark camped near here in 1806.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 4: We journey the wide-open spaces of Montana en route to Cody, Wyoming. We visited the world famous Buffalo Bill Historical Center, The Indian Museum, and the Whitney Gallery of Westernarts In the afternoon we crossed the Continental Divide and enter into Yellowstone Park. We stayed two days in the Old Faithful Inn. We watch old Faithful geyser go off It goes off every 90 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5: We had a full day doing acomplete circle of Yellowstone Park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 6: we entered the Grand Teton national Park were we ate lunch while we floated down the snake river for 1 1/2 hours. Fun Fun! Next we stop at pristine Jenny Lake. Then on to Jackson Hole. We even went in to the Million Dollar Cowboy Bar for a drink No not the hard stuff a Dr. pepper for me. Know one wanted to wait on use so we took a few pictures and went on our way. Later that night our tour guide surprised us with a diner and entertainment at the Bar J Chuckwagon it was so much fun the food was great and the entertainment was wonderful. If your every in Jackson you really need to check this out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 7:We drove through the Bridger-Teton National Forest then into Idaho and a cross the route of the original "Oregon Trail." then had lunch in Bear Lake and then continued through Logan Canyon To Salt Lake City. We visit the Temple Grounds. Then onto the Hilton for the most wonderful Salmon dinner and sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 8: We have breakfast at the Hotel, and then we get a shuttle to Diamond parking to get are Cars and return home. We really have a good time when ever we go with Lynn and Lynda. As I've said before how blessed Gary and I are to have them as friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-5446436300737565718?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/5446436300737565718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=5446436300737565718' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/5446436300737565718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/5446436300737565718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/07/mount-rushmore.html' title='Vacationing with friends'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SlNcoQqs29I/AAAAAAAAAsc/kCV0e2bucB4/s72-c/DSC00223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-3805088495783047071</id><published>2009-06-25T11:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:44:38.732-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One word LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SkOw3NWNNwI/AAAAAAAAAps/Hlm-NTQDKak/s1600-h/Garrad%27s+Pictures.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351315244768376578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SkOw3NWNNwI/AAAAAAAAAps/Hlm-NTQDKak/s320/Garrad%27s+Pictures.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SkOwt03yYiI/AAAAAAAAApk/jdVLx-XLmKw/s1600-h/garrad+and+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351315083579515426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SkOwt03yYiI/AAAAAAAAApk/jdVLx-XLmKw/s320/garrad+and+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-3805088495783047071?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/3805088495783047071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=3805088495783047071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3805088495783047071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3805088495783047071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-word-love.html' title='One word LOVE'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SkOw3NWNNwI/AAAAAAAAAps/Hlm-NTQDKak/s72-c/Garrad%27s+Pictures.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-4885125176543062343</id><published>2009-06-24T11:21:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:45:24.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Garrad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SkPhGichyOI/AAAAAAAAAqE/tfuUj7FNci8/s1600-h/Garrad%27s+Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351368284688206050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SkPhGichyOI/AAAAAAAAAqE/tfuUj7FNci8/s320/Garrad%27s+Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Garrad's&lt;/span&gt; modeling shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SkPYzBU0caI/AAAAAAAAAp8/jmL3pMm6vpI/s1600-h/Garrad%27s+Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351354859368442146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SkPU5FO3aSI/AAAAAAAAAp0/tcsw1T_bh1A/s320/4-16-05+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr Utah All Natural &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Garrad Johnston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is our son &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Garrad's&lt;/span&gt; 35 birthday. It's really been a ride with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Garrad&lt;/span&gt; From the minute he was brought home from the hospital our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lives&lt;/span&gt; changed. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Garrad&lt;/span&gt; didn't like to sleep EVER! as soon as you would pick him up he would settle right down. Our doctor told us that I needed to make sure all his needs were made and then put him in his infant seat and let him cry and soon he would realize that the crying wasn't working and he would become more content so I tried this. While I listened to him cry I was crying just as hard but after awhile it did work somewhat. I also discovered that he liked to watch TV. so that's where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Garrad&lt;/span&gt; spent a lot of his time while he was an infant. When he started walking he would wonder all over the house day and night we would try and put him in our bed so we could all get some sleep, but he liked is freedom, he also loved butter he would get it out of the fridge and hide in his closet and eat it. When anyone would come and visit us he would have to be the center of attention. His favorite thing to do was become the incredible Hulk. He also like to dance he could really move his booty. To this day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Garrad&lt;/span&gt; still likes to be noticed I think that's why he got into body building. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Garrad&lt;/span&gt; makes our life interesting most of the time, he has grown into a wonderful young man and his life is on the right track. I have always admired &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Garrad&lt;/span&gt; for his will power. When he sits his mind to something he will go all the way to accomplish it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Garrad&lt;/span&gt; I'm so proud of you and of the way you are living your life. Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Mom &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/6395076838233710755-4885125176543062343?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/4885125176543062343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=4885125176543062343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4885125176543062343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4885125176543062343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-garrad.html' title='Happy Birthday Garrad'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SkPhGichyOI/AAAAAAAAAqE/tfuUj7FNci8/s72-c/Garrad%27s+Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-8536322332396873386</id><published>2009-06-19T16:07:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T16:26:10.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our Second to the oldest Grandchild Hagen has been on adventure of a life time. Him and Three of his friends left in April for Europe. I was so worried about him going, because all I could think of was when Gary and I were there last year and we got lost and we couldn't find anyone that talked English we walk and walk for over Two hours and finally we found a store owner that understood Taxi and called us one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I here from Hagen is I'm having a ball don't worry Grandma. I have been able to chat with him through facebook a few times and that was nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His Mom Mykla keeps her computer on facebook at all times. She keeps the sound way up then when Hagen is on line she can here it. Were looking forward to his return in August. Anyway I wanted to share a few picture that he has send.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hagen just before he leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349166032074619474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SjwOKkJkulI/AAAAAAAAAo8/bloCMA6vXFU/s320/hagen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349166672344972866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SjwOv1V6_kI/AAAAAAAAApc/pl1VxikEDeU/s320/hagen5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349166266155819170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SjwOYMK4YKI/AAAAAAAAApE/a88FlDWcWhA/s320/hagen1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349166524818374258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SjwOnPw1vnI/AAAAAAAAApU/RGEoUX1CnKk/s320/hagen4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349166361606507106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SjwOdvwGSmI/AAAAAAAAApM/jVDu-cnEkdQ/s320/hagen2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-8536322332396873386?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/8536322332396873386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=8536322332396873386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8536322332396873386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8536322332396873386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-second-to-oldest-grandchild-hagen.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SjwOKkJkulI/AAAAAAAAAo8/bloCMA6vXFU/s72-c/hagen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-9123495882779447581</id><published>2009-06-01T07:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T07:54:25.322-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Corey the fisherman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SiPdY8sZdqI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/-FUG6jmlcz8/s1600-h/Corey+and+the+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342357003670484642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SiPdY8sZdqI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/-FUG6jmlcz8/s320/Corey+and+the+fish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look what Corey caught He &lt;div&gt;even took it in the house wanting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Michelle to take a picture of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-9123495882779447581?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/9123495882779447581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=9123495882779447581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/9123495882779447581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/9123495882779447581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/06/corey-fisherman.html' title='Corey the fisherman'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SiPdY8sZdqI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/-FUG6jmlcz8/s72-c/Corey+and+the+fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-4174377126683563489</id><published>2009-05-13T16:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T16:06:52.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My friend Pat just send me these pictures&lt;br /&gt;of the Timpanogos Temple. Aren't they beauitful.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Pat for sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SgtDffXqawI/AAAAAAAAAnw/dSgP2JTVwyc/s1600-h/temple+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335432391826238210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SgtDffXqawI/AAAAAAAAAnw/dSgP2JTVwyc/s320/temple+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SgtDkgmj_9I/AAAAAAAAAn4/m6hzx2SguoI/s1600-h/temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335432478056513490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SgtDkgmj_9I/AAAAAAAAAn4/m6hzx2SguoI/s320/temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-4174377126683563489?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/4174377126683563489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=4174377126683563489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4174377126683563489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4174377126683563489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SgtDffXqawI/AAAAAAAAAnw/dSgP2JTVwyc/s72-c/temple+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-696332771174366076</id><published>2009-05-11T07:57:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T11:06:22.548-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MOTHER'S DAY 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the most wonderful Mothers day. My children truly love me. I already knew that but it's so nice when they validate it. Last week Garrad was telling us how wonderful the prime ribs was at a restaurant they had went to, so Gary and I went and tried it out, it was not very good, so right there and then I decided I was going to fix a prime rib dinner for my family on Mothers Day so they could taste what prime rib is all about.( the recipe will follow) IT WAS SO GOOD! We had broccoli salad, new baked potatoes, sweet potatoes, Crab salad, rolls, cherry cobbler, &amp;amp; cookies. I bought a 20 lb prime rib and so not trusting the time on my recipe for such a large roast I started the prime rib earlier than I needed to. I had a meat thermometer in it and thinking I had much more time than I did, I didn't check it soon enough and when I did check it it was done more than I like and when you pay $6.49 a pound you want it just right. Don't get me wrong it was still delicious but I wanted it my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judi's Prime Rib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 teaspoons grated fresh ginger root&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup orange marmalade&lt;br /&gt;4 cloves garlic, minced&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon mustard powder&lt;br /&gt;1 cup beer (I know shame on me, but it cooks out)&lt;br /&gt;1 (8 pound) prime rib roast&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup olive oil&lt;br /&gt;ground black pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;Mix together the ginger, marmalade, garlic, soy sauce, brown sugar, and mustard. Stir in the beer. Prick holes all over the roast with a 2 pronged fork. Pour marinade over roast. Cover, and refrigerate for at least 2 hours (I do this over night), basting at least twice Preheat oven to 400 degrees&lt;br /&gt;Place roast on a rack in a roasting pan. Pour about 1 cup of marinade into the roasting pan, and discard remaining marinade. Pour olive oil over roast, and season with freshly ground black pepper. Insert a roasting thermometer into the middle of the roast, making sure that the thermometer does not touch any bone. Cover roasting pan with aluminum foil, and seal edges tightly around pan. Cook roast for 1 hour in the preheated oven. After the first hour, remove the aluminum foil. Baste, reduce heat to 325 degrees F, and continue roasting for 1 more hour. The thermometer reading should be at least 140 degrees for medium-rare, and 170 degrees for well done. Remove roasting pan from oven, place aluminum foil over roast, and let rest for about 30 minutes before slicing.&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broccoli Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 ½ pounds broccoli heads&lt;br /&gt;1 Cup bacon cooked &amp;amp; crumbled (you can buy REAL bacon in a bottle &amp;amp; it works great&lt;br /&gt;10 to 15 mushrooms sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 med. Red onion chopped fine&lt;br /&gt;¾ cup raisins (if desired)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressing&lt;br /&gt;1-cup mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;½ cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons vinegar&lt;br /&gt;Mix together and pour on salad let set up a few hours before serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some wonderful gifts for Mother's Day and I love all of them especially the two letters I got from my sons Garrad and Brady sharing there testimony's with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's times in my life when I feel like I have failed as a parent and then theres times I feel has I done my best and this Mothers Day I felt the ladder. My children love me in spite of my short comings, and they know I done my best in raising them. I look back on some of the things that took place in raising my children and I realize that I should have done some things differently but at the time I thought I was doing the right thing, so I have learned much in raising my children and hopfully when they come to me with questions concerning there children I can give them good advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my own Mother this Mother's Day she has been gone 13 years now and I still miss talking to her everyday, I miss her coming to eat with us, because she thought I was the best cook on earth. Mom I love you. I hope I can always make you proud of me has you watch from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mother's Day I made aprons for my girls. I only got pictures of three out of the six that I made, so that's all I can share with you. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SghWRZXwp9I/AAAAAAAAAng/2Z5cRXfG1bE/s1600-h/100_1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SgiKI14TB-I/AAAAAAAAAno/fvmyGhk3o2o/s1600-h/100_1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334665643127146466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SgiKI14TB-I/AAAAAAAAAno/fvmyGhk3o2o/s320/100_1175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-696332771174366076?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/696332771174366076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=696332771174366076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/696332771174366076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/696332771174366076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-had-most-wonderful-mothers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SgiKI14TB-I/AAAAAAAAAno/fvmyGhk3o2o/s72-c/100_1175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-8891866026721738042</id><published>2009-05-04T08:46:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T15:26:55.402-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the latest bag that I made. I love everything&lt;br /&gt;about it, and so those everyone I show it to. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sf8DGHjGxbI/AAAAAAAAAnY/YlYMmfFtr08/s1600-h/100_1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331983887470347698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sf8DGHjGxbI/AAAAAAAAAnY/YlYMmfFtr08/s320/100_1169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-8891866026721738042?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/8891866026721738042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=8891866026721738042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8891866026721738042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8891866026721738042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-my-latest-bag.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sf8DGHjGxbI/AAAAAAAAAnY/YlYMmfFtr08/s72-c/100_1169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-8592343473461373069</id><published>2009-04-21T10:15:00.024-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T14:24:25.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Easter was a bit on the chilly side, but that didn't stop the annual Johnston Easter egg hunt. Some of our kids were unable to come The ones that were here were, Bert, Mykla, Hagen, Cody, Bailee, Corey, Michelle, Nash , Trey, Garrad, Kyler, Tyson, Alexis, Chloe &amp;amp; Brady. Grandpa hide 84 eggs after church. So there were plenty of eggs to be found. After lunch we send the kids out on there hunting adventure. Here our some of the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Se3_gMCoXUI/AAAAAAAAAmo/inqAz9v6k5U/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327194862702320962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Se3_gMCoXUI/AAAAAAAAAmo/inqAz9v6k5U/s320/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Se4Bu24EwyI/AAAAAAAAAnA/NHY1R9rmuc0/s1600-h/100_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327197313742193442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Se4Bu24EwyI/AAAAAAAAAnA/NHY1R9rmuc0/s320/100_1134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gary cutting the Easter Ham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Se8k8b45u6I/AAAAAAAAAnI/3F2cmzDP-_w/s1600-h/100_1146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327517504899759010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Se8k8b45u6I/AAAAAAAAAnI/3F2cmzDP-_w/s320/100_1146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trey, Nash and Alexis waiting for the hunt to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Se3_0UkBZfI/AAAAAAAAAmw/K5qbvYJwzwU/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327195208587240946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Se3_0UkBZfI/AAAAAAAAAmw/K5qbvYJwzwU/s320/DSC00180.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the older Grandkids got in on the hunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Se3yvDhonhI/AAAAAAAAAmI/rPp-LujRxfo/s1600-h/100_1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327180824463318546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Se3yvDhonhI/AAAAAAAAAmI/rPp-LujRxfo/s320/100_1147.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looks like Trey found a egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327194078612281426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Se3-yjE_2FI/AAAAAAAAAmg/7vN8TZtE3fY/s320/DSC00178.JPG" border="0" /&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;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nash and Alexis on the look out for eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Se4Ab8ZyJ6I/AAAAAAAAAm4/jlfZIpbIXL8/s1600-h/DSC00181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327195889296615330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Se4Ab8ZyJ6I/AAAAAAAAAm4/jlfZIpbIXL8/s320/DSC00181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mykla and myself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-8592343473461373069?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/8592343473461373069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=8592343473461373069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8592343473461373069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8592343473461373069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-2009easter-was-bit-on-chilly.html' title='Easter 2009'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Se3_gMCoXUI/AAAAAAAAAmo/inqAz9v6k5U/s72-c/DSC00177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-7401386088600532599</id><published>2009-03-27T06:00:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T07:36:20.708-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Mykla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SabXwBEh3tI/AAAAAAAAAfo/0eRjII3XOWM/s1600-h/Mykla3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307166430823833298" style="WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SabXwBEh3tI/AAAAAAAAAfo/0eRjII3XOWM/s320/Mykla3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mykla on her first Birthday with her big haired skinny Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SabVCYVLlLI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Lv142Dg9HtM/s1600-h/Mykla+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307163447770453170" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SabVCYVLlLI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Lv142Dg9HtM/s320/Mykla+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SabVJgUeQuI/AAAAAAAAAfg/mg7Y6w78hfU/s1600-h/Mykla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307163570174051042" style="WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SabVJgUeQuI/AAAAAAAAAfg/mg7Y6w78hfU/s320/Mykla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made both of these outfits Mykla is wearing. I even made those cute pom pom's in her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SczVvjxEFJI/AAAAAAAAAlo/W9gUEs3Ci18/s1600-h/mykla2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317860273049310354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SczVvjxEFJI/AAAAAAAAAlo/W9gUEs3Ci18/s320/mykla2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Mykla's birthday, it really seems that just yesterday I was in labor with her. Half the time I can't remember what happened yesterday, but I remember everything about giving birth to my first born 43 years ago today. I was in labor for 47 hours with her with out anything for the pain. I was only 18 when she was born, a baby myself, so I'm sure I was wondering what I had got myself into. But I soon found out that I loved being a mommy to Mykla she was such a sweet baby that learned very fast, walking at 8 1/2 months and potty trained at 2. When Mykla played she could create so many things. When playing with her barbies she would make the cutest houses out of shoe boxes, or play houses out of blankets. These weren't your everyday things they were something you would look at and say how cool is that. To this day Mykla can still create about anything she puts her mind to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a great Mom to 3 wonderful kids, a great house keeper a great gardener. I guess you could say she's a great all around person, and I have the privilege of calling her my daughter. How blessed I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Mykla I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-7401386088600532599?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/7401386088600532599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=7401386088600532599' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/7401386088600532599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/7401386088600532599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/03/mykla-on-her-first-birthday-with-her.html' title='Happy Birthday to Mykla'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SabXwBEh3tI/AAAAAAAAAfo/0eRjII3XOWM/s72-c/Mykla3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-2341669564725002546</id><published>2009-03-26T09:02:00.026-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T11:14:45.267-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Generation's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuZtFySOgI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Nntd35x7NOg/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317512784967252482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuZtFySOgI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Nntd35x7NOg/s320/DSC00067.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Brenda, Mom Amanda, Great Great Grandma Johnston holding Mya, &amp;amp; Great Grandpa Gary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Great Grandpa Gary&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Scuat7qbrTI/AAAAAAAAAlU/gx9AuiDoBR0/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317513898941459762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Scuat7qbrTI/AAAAAAAAAlU/gx9AuiDoBR0/s320/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; Mya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-2341669564725002546?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/2341669564725002546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=2341669564725002546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2341669564725002546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2341669564725002546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/03/grandma-brenda-mom-amanda-great-great.html' title='Five Generation&apos;s'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuZtFySOgI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Nntd35x7NOg/s72-c/DSC00067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-4010930028144658708</id><published>2009-03-26T07:23:00.033-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T08:12:56.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>St.George in March</title><content type='html'>This last weekend Gary , myself, Garrad, Sydni, Brady and Kaiden went to St. George for a mini vacation. we arrrived at Lynn and Lynda's house in Toquerville around Noon, Lynda's parents were there. It was really nice to see them. Lynda had lunch ready for us. We ate and visited for awhile and then went on to Sun River where we stayed, On Saturday we ate breatfast at the diner at Sun River, and then check out all there model homes, then went to lunch at Apple Bee's and then went back to Lynn and Lynda's. Lynn took the boys and Sydni on a four wheeling trip that they really enjoyed. Gary wasn't feeling very well so he stayed back at the house with Lynda and me. I have been so blessed to have Lynda for a friend for 50 plus years. We became friends in the 3rd grade at the Park School.When we were 14 Lynda's family moved to Las Vegas. We wrote each other she came and visited and I visited her in Vegas. She stood in my line at my wedding. When she got married they moved to San Diego for awhile then back to Vegas, and then a few years ago they retired to Toquerville. Our friendship was aways there. How blessed I'm am. Lynda is such a wonderful example to me. She is a faithful member of our church and when I spend time with her it makes me want to be a better person. Thank You Lynda for always being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few pictures of our mini vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sun River &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuJkW1J1oI/AAAAAAAAAjU/sobIDSbm0EY/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317495042737821314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuJkW1J1oI/AAAAAAAAAjU/sobIDSbm0EY/s320/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuMoOYGrwI/AAAAAAAAAj8/GsKUcwtdW2s/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317498407722856194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuMoOYGrwI/AAAAAAAAAj8/GsKUcwtdW2s/s320/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaiden in the Mustang golf cart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuKJpV7III/AAAAAAAAAjc/Zlc-VBSDEzM/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317495683362267266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuKJpV7III/AAAAAAAAAjc/Zlc-VBSDEzM/s320/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaiden ready for the four wheeling trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuK64gtfpI/AAAAAAAAAjk/DWpNbcV_yio/s1600-h/DSC00109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317496529247633042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuK64gtfpI/AAAAAAAAAjk/DWpNbcV_yio/s320/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuLrp2PIzI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3QNX-uXZltc/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317497367124976434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuLrp2PIzI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3QNX-uXZltc/s320/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Garrad and Syndi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brady &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuMHzXKXBI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3pmbFrvZi2U/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317497850715331602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuMHzXKXBI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3pmbFrvZi2U/s320/DSC00118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Brady and Kaiden taking a break &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from there Four wheels&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuOntzvWBI/AAAAAAAAAkM/9Oxs0DNsUrQ/s1600-h/DSC00126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317500598003652626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuOntzvWBI/AAAAAAAAAkM/9Oxs0DNsUrQ/s320/DSC00126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-4010930028144658708?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/4010930028144658708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=4010930028144658708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4010930028144658708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4010930028144658708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/03/st-george-in-march-this-last-weekend.html' title='St.George in March'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/ScuJkW1J1oI/AAAAAAAAAjU/sobIDSbm0EY/s72-c/DSC00072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-8900977877925091275</id><published>2009-03-13T08:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T09:57:59.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a beautiful story of how one person can make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grocery Store Bagger&lt;br /&gt;I found the following video clip about Johnny, the grocery store bagger, to be very moving. It is short, but it's amazing how one young Down's Syndrome bagger made such a wonderful impact on those customers lucky enough to have Johnny bag their groceries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.simpletruths.com/simpletruths/a.aspx?af=" href="http://www.simpletruths.com/simpletruths/a.aspx?af=219&amp;amp;mo=stsr" target="_blank" mo="stsr"&gt;Click Here To View The Movie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that doesn't work, try: &lt;a href="http://www.stservicemovie.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.stservicemovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-8900977877925091275?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/8900977877925091275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=8900977877925091275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8900977877925091275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8900977877925091275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-beautiful-story-of-how-one.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-2361098624000739796</id><published>2009-03-13T08:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T11:18:03.025-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this the way you see things?</title><content type='html'>A young couple moves into a new neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning while they are eating breakfast, the young woman sees her neighbor hanging the wash outside. "That laundry is not very clean", she said. "She doesn't know how to wash correctly. Perhaps she needs better laundry soap"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her husband looked on, but remained silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time her neighbor would hang her wash to dry, the Young woman would make the same comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About one month later, the woman was surprised to see a nice clean wash on the line and said to her husband:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look, she has learned how to wash correctly. I wonder who taught her this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband said, "I got up early this morning and cleaned our windows."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it is with life. What we see when watching others&lt;br /&gt;depends on the purity of the window through which we look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-2361098624000739796?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/2361098624000739796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=2361098624000739796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2361098624000739796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2361098624000739796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/03/is-this-way-you-see-things.html' title='Is this the way you see things?'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-5219497396869893739</id><published>2009-03-12T10:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:00:12.822-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sbk5kzvBuII/AAAAAAAAAic/vHmkS7Ur6AI/s1600-h/Jaisha+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312340539985737858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sbk5kzvBuII/AAAAAAAAAic/vHmkS7Ur6AI/s320/Jaisha+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Shanda Ross has a daughter with Autism, and is trying to raise money for a walk for Jaisha. This takes place every year for all children suffering from Autism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please check out my side bar, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jaisha and Autism&lt;/span&gt; and if you can donate to this cause please do so. For the first 3 that donate to this cause and let me know I will give you a homemade gift made by me. Love ya Jaisha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-5219497396869893739?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/5219497396869893739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=5219497396869893739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/5219497396869893739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/5219497396869893739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-friend-shanda-ross-has-daughter-with.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sbk5kzvBuII/AAAAAAAAAic/vHmkS7Ur6AI/s72-c/Jaisha+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-4841311016424950153</id><published>2009-03-12T09:36:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T12:18:44.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Creations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SbkskizsdYI/AAAAAAAAAh8/USTjuGef5FU/s1600-h/100_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312326241790752130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SbkskizsdYI/AAAAAAAAAh8/USTjuGef5FU/s320/100_1102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SbktqBhfRPI/AAAAAAAAAiU/qwdGZRVv930/s1600-h/100_1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312327435446863090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SbktqBhfRPI/AAAAAAAAAiU/qwdGZRVv930/s320/100_1100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first purse I found the pattern for in a Better Homes and Garden magazine. I thought it was cute but was lacking something. I wanted one that was a little bit bigger and with more detail. So I came up with the other one I made it 2 inchs bigger and added a front pocket with leather trim. The strap and the sides are leather also. I added a material snap closure with a big button. I really like it. I think it will become my everyday purse. &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/6395076838233710755-4841311016424950153?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/4841311016424950153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=4841311016424950153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4841311016424950153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4841311016424950153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-new-creations.html' title='My New Creations'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SbkskizsdYI/AAAAAAAAAh8/USTjuGef5FU/s72-c/100_1102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-3565670693092716130</id><published>2009-03-10T11:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T12:05:47.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seen this on someone Else's blog and thought why not. I have had many wonderful things done for me in my life that people really didn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to do. I think there have been times when I have also done things that weren't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;expected&lt;/span&gt; of me. So this is what I have planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mommyandbeyond.blogspot.com/2009/02/spread-love.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;pread the Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here is what you do...the first 3 people to leave a comment on this post will receive, at some point during the year, a handmade gift from me. What it will be and when it will arrive is a total surprise! The catch is that you must participate as well. Before you leave your comment, type up a pay it forward post on your blog to keep the fun going. Then come back and let me know you are going to play and sit back and anticipate the arrival of your gift! Please leave your e-mail address linked to your profile or in your comment to me. Thanks and be quick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-3565670693092716130?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/3565670693092716130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=3565670693092716130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3565670693092716130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3565670693092716130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-seen-this-on-someone-elses-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-6693648803803423270</id><published>2009-03-02T07:15:00.036-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:39:30.782-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jona's Brother's here we come</title><content type='html'>Lunch at TGI Friday's before the 3D concert. Kalee &amp;amp; Kaiden were waiting for us at Gateway. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308594243960657426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SavqVrf1VhI/AAAAAAAAAgg/RiLpYE2fJFo/s320/100_1089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parked the cars at the trek station on&lt;br /&gt;10000 South and road it into Salt Lake City.&lt;br /&gt;We thought the kids would think it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;And they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Savq9BPEAMI/AAAAAAAAAgo/vzRQwzZ-GVw/s1600-h/100_1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308594919810793666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Savq9BPEAMI/AAAAAAAAAgo/vzRQwzZ-GVw/s320/100_1097.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the show to begin.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SavrsXv4mSI/AAAAAAAAAgw/iF3KFFiUOPo/s1600-h/DSC00058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308595733307889954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SavrsXv4mSI/AAAAAAAAAgw/iF3KFFiUOPo/s320/DSC00058.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Savr_x5TdnI/AAAAAAAAAg4/gx9BxXARSNM/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308596066744235634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Savr_x5TdnI/AAAAAAAAAg4/gx9BxXARSNM/s320/DSC00059.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grandkids after the movie with there cool&lt;br /&gt;3D glasses on.The best news of the whole adventure&lt;br /&gt;is..................................I didn't even get a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Savsur_kd_I/AAAAAAAAAhA/10QP8D5XWJM/s1600-h/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fun was had by all.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Savsur_kd_I/AAAAAAAAAhA/10QP8D5XWJM/s1600-h/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308596872613754866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Savsur_kd_I/AAAAAAAAAhA/10QP8D5XWJM/s320/DSC00060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-6693648803803423270?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/6693648803803423270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=6693648803803423270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/6693648803803423270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/6693648803803423270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/03/jonas-brothers-here-we-come.html' title='Jona&apos;s Brother&apos;s here we come'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SavqVrf1VhI/AAAAAAAAAgg/RiLpYE2fJFo/s72-c/100_1089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-2392773141428194074</id><published>2009-02-27T16:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T16:54:08.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sah8vJgCySI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/lS3me8ZtH08/s1600-h/100_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307629310302144802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sah8vJgCySI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/lS3me8ZtH08/s320/100_1083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sah78ytTP9I/AAAAAAAAAgI/5cELeSBqeo0/s1600-h/100_1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307628445190275026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sah78ytTP9I/AAAAAAAAAgI/5cELeSBqeo0/s320/100_1082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look what happened in the day care when I wasn't looking. Kalei decided to color her brother Aidan with markers. On his forhead she made a heart and wrote I love you. I know one thing for sure, Aidan must really love his sister to allow her to do his. He doesn't look to happy though, does he.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-2392773141428194074?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/2392773141428194074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=2392773141428194074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2392773141428194074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2392773141428194074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-what-happened-in-day-care-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/Sah8vJgCySI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/lS3me8ZtH08/s72-c/100_1083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-6049734292779565328</id><published>2009-02-27T11:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:15:53.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SagtmhA9G3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/DU0HULpVQDw/s1600-h/100_1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307542300576783218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SagtmhA9G3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/DU0HULpVQDw/s320/100_1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cute purse I made last night at Gracie Lou's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-6049734292779565328?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/6049734292779565328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=6049734292779565328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/6049734292779565328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/6049734292779565328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/02/cute-purse-i-made-last-night-at-gracie.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SagtmhA9G3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/DU0HULpVQDw/s72-c/100_1077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-5147252545170311328</id><published>2009-02-25T08:40:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:35:00.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SaVm-BCwipI/AAAAAAAAAd4/EpnwlwTjtvY/s1600-h/child.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306760951543925394" style="WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SaVm-BCwipI/AAAAAAAAAd4/EpnwlwTjtvY/s320/child.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Through the Eyes of a Child&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was written by an 8-year-old named Danny Dutton, who lives in Chula Vista , CA . He wrote it for his third grade homework assignment, to 'explain God.' I wonder if any of us could have done as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXPLANATION OF GOD:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of God's main jobs is making people. He makes them to replace the ones that die, so there will be enough people to take care of things on earth. He doesn't make grownups, just babies. I think because they are smaller and easier to make. That way he doesn't have to take up his valuable time teaching them to talk and walk. He can just leave that to mothers and fathers.''God's second most important job is listening to prayers. An awful lot of this goes on, since some people, like preachers and things, pray at times beside bedtime. God doesn't have time to listen to the radio or TV because of this. Because he hears everything, there must be a terrible lot of noise in his ears, unless he has thought of a way to turn it off. ''God sees everything and hears everything and is everywhere which keeps Him pretty busy. So you shouldn't go wasting his time by going over your mom and dad's head asking for something they said you couldn't have. ''Atheists are people who don't believe in God. I don't think there are any in Chula Vista . At least there aren't any who come to our church. ''Jesus is God's Son. He used to do all the hard work, like walking on water and performing miracles and trying to teach the people who didn't want to learn about God. They finally got tired of him preaching to them and they crucified him But he was good and kind, like his father, and he told his father that they didn't know what they were doing and to forgive them and God said O.K.''His dad (God) appreciated everything that he had done and all his hard work on earth so he told him he didn't have to go out on the road anymore. He could stay in heaven. So he did. And now he helps his dad out by listening to prayers and seeing things which are important for God to take care of and which ones he can take care of himself without having to bother God. Like a secretary, only more important. ''You can pray anytime you want and they are sure to help you because they got it worked out so one of them is on duty all the time.' 'You should always go to church on Sunday because it makes God happy, and if there's anybody you want to make happy, it's God!Don't skip church to do something you think will be more fun like going to the beach. This is wrong. And besides the sun doesn't come out at the beach until noon anyway. ''If you don't believe in God, besides being an atheist, you will be very lonely, because your parents can't go everywhere with you, like to camp, but God can. It is good to know He's around you when you're scared, in the dark or when you can't swim and you get thrown into real deep water by big kids. ''But...you shouldn't just always think of what God can do for you. I figure God put me here and he can take me back anytime he pleases. And...that's why I believe in God.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-5147252545170311328?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/5147252545170311328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=5147252545170311328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/5147252545170311328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/5147252545170311328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/02/eyes-of-child-this-was-written-by-8.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SaVm-BCwipI/AAAAAAAAAd4/EpnwlwTjtvY/s72-c/child.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-1364561296176979693</id><published>2009-02-23T08:52:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:26:29.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SaLGgdyScnI/AAAAAAAAAdY/z0-ai3gi93k/s1600-h/quilts+and+things+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306021572049531506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SaLGgdyScnI/AAAAAAAAAdY/z0-ai3gi93k/s320/quilts+and+things+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my tickets that I won to the 3D movie with the Jona's Brother. I thought well there will probably be 2 tickets, but no there were 12, yes I said 12 tickets. So this is the plan. Bailee takes a friend, Kalee takes a friend, Kaiden takes a friend, Alexis takes a friend, Mykla and myself go. And if I don't want to be scalped by my beautician Jaida, her daughter Bret and her are going. Thats 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy I feel a headache coming on. My little Grandkids better love me for this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-1364561296176979693?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/1364561296176979693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=1364561296176979693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/1364561296176979693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/1364561296176979693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-got-my-tickets-that-i-won-to-3d-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SaLGgdyScnI/AAAAAAAAAdY/z0-ai3gi93k/s72-c/quilts+and+things+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-2620843499545697142</id><published>2009-02-20T15:44:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T14:59:55.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ8yak6yhMI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/m8XXP0Rk0DQ/s1600-h/100_1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305014318233978050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ8yak6yhMI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/m8XXP0Rk0DQ/s320/100_1072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my bag from my swap partner today. It is so cute. Not only did I get a bag but I also got this cute purse organizer with the pattern to make more if I like. Thank you so much Kay. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-2620843499545697142?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/2620843499545697142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=2620843499545697142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2620843499545697142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2620843499545697142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-got-my-bag-from-my-swap-partner-today.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ8yak6yhMI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/m8XXP0Rk0DQ/s72-c/100_1072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-9095561368226338404</id><published>2009-02-20T15:22:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T07:23:52.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ8u4NOWj-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/-lDd-_PWAv8/s1600-h/100_1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305010429223145442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ8u4NOWj-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/-lDd-_PWAv8/s320/100_1071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ8uxBYJ7JI/AAAAAAAAAdA/06PtjKZzy9I/s1600-h/100_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305010305783950482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ8uxBYJ7JI/AAAAAAAAAdA/06PtjKZzy9I/s320/100_1070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I have been working on this week, with help from my friend Layna ( Thanks Layna so much, I owe you). There so cute, I made them for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our ward service auction tonight. We are in a young ward so I know there will be alot of Mothers wanting them for there little one. May I say again there so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-9095561368226338404?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/9095561368226338404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=9095561368226338404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/9095561368226338404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/9095561368226338404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-what-i-have-been-working-on.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ8u4NOWj-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/-lDd-_PWAv8/s72-c/100_1071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-2950581460255625625</id><published>2009-02-19T09:35:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T07:37:01.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ2cMuVGfmI/AAAAAAAAAc0/vr8Jjsl9eU0/s1600-h/100_1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304567678521212514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ2cMuVGfmI/AAAAAAAAAc0/vr8Jjsl9eU0/s320/100_1064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been on a winning spree lately. Believe me I'm not complaining keep them coming. First I won Shannon White's quilt pattern and fat quarters for her fabulous quilt, oh I can't forget the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; she had for me. Anyway right now I'm waiting for channel 4's Good Things Utah to call me back. I entered there Thursday contest for ticket to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jona's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; brothers concert. About 9:00 AM this morning they called me and ask me if I would like to try and win the tickets. Oh yaw I would, so they said they would call me back at 10:00 to ask me the winning question. I sure hope the day care kids are quiet enough so I can pull this over, (Pray for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll finish writing this when I see if I won. Phone Ring! Phone Ring! I'm waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I Won! I Won!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this luck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-2950581460255625625?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/2950581460255625625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=2950581460255625625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2950581460255625625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2950581460255625625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-been-on-winning-spree-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ2cMuVGfmI/AAAAAAAAAc0/vr8Jjsl9eU0/s72-c/100_1064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-2627819668099025137</id><published>2009-02-18T07:27:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T15:50:32.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ1taNJr-YI/AAAAAAAAAcc/bwpIMjZXnd0/s1600-h/Mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304516233086630274" style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ1taNJr-YI/AAAAAAAAAcc/bwpIMjZXnd0/s320/Mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my Mothers birthday. She would be 84 years old today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was one of the most ambitious people I have ever came across. She was a clean freak. She taught her children well in this department. She always said get up in the morning and git ur done. When you have finished eating get up from the table and clean up then, not later, and most of all don't waste time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's yard was a master piece. Mom had artificial knees and couldn't bend, but to see her yard, you would have thought she had a gardener work for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom lived to be 71. Mom found out at age 62 that she had cancer after going through cancer treatments we thought it was gone. But at age 70 she started to suffer with it again. It had went to the bones so we knew her time would be short. I had the privilege of bringing her in to my home and cared for her until her passing. We shared many special moments that were just hers and mine. At this time it was like we had changed rolls. I was caring for her needs and giving her advice as if she was my child. I'm so grateful for the opportunity I had to be there for my Mother in her time of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-2627819668099025137?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/2627819668099025137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=2627819668099025137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2627819668099025137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2627819668099025137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-is-my-mothers-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ1taNJr-YI/AAAAAAAAAcc/bwpIMjZXnd0/s72-c/Mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-4881206361894649545</id><published>2009-02-18T07:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T11:47:21.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ1qkHS_i4I/AAAAAAAAAcU/bB3ODy91uCE/s1600-h/Corey+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304513104778857346" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ1qkHS_i4I/AAAAAAAAAcU/bB3ODy91uCE/s320/Corey+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/18/1970 Today is also Corey's birthday. He was my second born coming in to this world weighing 10 Lbs 8 Ozs (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ouch)&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; 21 1/2 in. long! Corey has so many talents he is a pro at about everything. Corey you have come a long way, keep up the good work. We love you so very very much. Happy B-day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-4881206361894649545?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/4881206361894649545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=4881206361894649545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4881206361894649545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4881206361894649545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/02/2181970-today-is-coreys-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZ1qkHS_i4I/AAAAAAAAAcU/bB3ODy91uCE/s72-c/Corey+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-3425858818643478549</id><published>2009-02-18T06:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T08:20:29.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The joy of being a Mother</title><content type='html'>I found the age comments to be so true. I hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOTHERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers don't eat quiche; They don't have time to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils Are probably in the sandbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens and happy kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers know that dried play dough doesn't come out of carpets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers don't want to know what the vacuum just sucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers sometimes ask 'Why me?' And get their answer when a little Voice says, 'Because I love you best..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers know that a child's growth is not measured by height or years or grade... It is marked by the progression of Mommy to Mom to Mother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Images of Mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mommy can do anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mom would have thought about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mom. The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, Because that is the doorway to her heart, The place where love resides. The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-3425858818643478549?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/3425858818643478549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=3425858818643478549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3425858818643478549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3425858818643478549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/02/joy-of-being-mother.html' title='The joy of being a Mother'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-6829200130939348588</id><published>2009-02-12T07:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T08:01:09.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZQ4HEWSMLI/AAAAAAAAAcM/P77CAcKbSoc/s1600-h/100_1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301924355399364786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZQ4HEWSMLI/AAAAAAAAAcM/P77CAcKbSoc/s320/100_1060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second swap was a bag swap. This is what I have ready to send off. Do you think she will like it? The inside of the large bag is striped to match the top of the small one. In the small bag I have some bath and body products, and in the large one there's some note pads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-6829200130939348588?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/6829200130939348588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=6829200130939348588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/6829200130939348588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/6829200130939348588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-second-swap-was-bag-swap.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SZQ4HEWSMLI/AAAAAAAAAcM/P77CAcKbSoc/s72-c/100_1060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-1182555746352916369</id><published>2009-02-08T13:10:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T13:18:46.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SY89krOeiaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/KNv3inkdWtA/s1600-h/100_1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300522986726394274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SY89krOeiaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/KNv3inkdWtA/s320/100_1002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the apron and goodies I send.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got a email from my apron swapping friend. It went to Sunni Standing ( don't you love her name). She said she loved it. This was my first swap so I was very nervous about it., but sometimes you need to step out of your comfort zone and just go for it. I'm glad I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next swap is a bag swap I've got it done and ready to send this week.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked on swapping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-1182555746352916369?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/1182555746352916369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=1182555746352916369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/1182555746352916369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/1182555746352916369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-apron-and-goodies-i-send.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SY89krOeiaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/KNv3inkdWtA/s72-c/100_1002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-7323015846016900574</id><published>2009-02-05T07:39:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T07:56:00.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dear friend Lynda's daughter Lisa posted this on her blog. With her permission I've added it to my blog. But first my life is at a point where my children our grown and have children of there own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times in some of our children life's when there families lived with us while waiting for there homes to be built. I remember on Saturday mornings waiting for Kalee and Kaiden to come up and jump in bed with us for hugs and kisses, this happened every Saturday with out fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Michelle lived with us, every night before Nash and Trey would go to bed they would sneak up stairs to scare Grandpa and Grandma, and then give us hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it when Gary would put the Grandkids on his lap and like his Dad did to him and is brothers and sister sing A Captains Ship, jumping them up and down, they would giggle and giggle and say more Grandpa more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 5 years Gary and I had the privilege of having our Grandson Kyler live with us. He was 10 when he came. What a joy it was to have him with us. I really feel he was where he needed to be at the time. I really think he helped keep Gary and me feeling a little bit younger. He moved back with his Mother in January of 2008. It broke my heart to let him go, but he is doing just fine. I don't really know if I could of went through the teenage years again, but I would have done anything that was needed of me. I think the Lord was watching over us and Kyler's time with us was done. I hope we done right by him. Kyler was truly a blessing to have in our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky right now to watch Nash and Trey every week day while there parent's work. Michelle brings them to me very early in the morning so they jump in bed with me for a few minutes, and we talk and giggle. Grandpa gives all of us a kiss good bye on his way out the door to work, and then they help me make the bed. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I LOVE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I know it all my Grandkids will be grown and like there parents they to will go out into the world to make a life of there own. So I say to all of you enjoy the moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Lisa for reminding me to also enjoy the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lisaconk.blogspot.com/2009/02/because-of-me-and-in-spite-of-me.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;because of me and in spite of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;By Lisa Williams Conk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CiMHMmCyqs/SYihDR6sTwI/AAAAAAAAAtY/idWAtFfvfH4/s1600-h/100_3816.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;throughout my day i think of that country song "you're gonna miss this" often. the lyrics are something like this "you're gonna miss this, you're gonna want this back, you're gonna wish these days hadn't gone by so fast". everytime i hear it i cry because i know that it is true.&lt;br /&gt;one day i am going to miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waking up to find a child in my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*breaking up fights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*having their friends over to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*being a chef, chauffeur, and a maid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*their little voices saying 'mommy' and 'i love you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the hugs and kisses they so generously give me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*them wanting me to play with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*story time at the library with meggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*playing the wii with dallin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hearing their unabashed laughter that comes all the way from their toes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the fact that right now they need me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one day they will leave my house and their loud ruckus noise will leave with them being replaced by deafening silence. i hope i can appreciate everyday i have with them. i hope i am a good example to them. i know they learn more by the example you set for them then the words you tell them. at the end of everyday i look back and wish i would have done a few things differently. i hope they forgive me for my shortcomings. i hope they know how much i love being their mommy. it is all i ever wanted to be. i hope they gain a testimony of the gospel for themselves but know that their mother has a strong testimony as well. i hope they know there is nothing i love more in this world then them and their father. i hope they grow into the wonderful, loving, noble people they are meant to be, because of me and in spite of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-7323015846016900574?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/7323015846016900574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=7323015846016900574' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/7323015846016900574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/7323015846016900574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-dear-friend-lyndas-daughter-lisa.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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-6395076838233710755.post-8977763583330788470</id><published>2009-02-03T08:15:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T08:43:35.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SYhls_3fQdI/AAAAAAAAAbk/wDP7d_3tzTM/s1600-h/winner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298596785334206930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SYhls_3fQdI/AAAAAAAAAbk/wDP7d_3tzTM/s320/winner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WON I WON! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shannon White a wonderful seamstress and crafter had a give away on her blog. She has created a wonderful quilt called Shannon's Quilt ( a very suitable name). That is now in quilting stores for sale. So anyway she decide to celebrate by giving the pattern and material to make it away in a drawing on her blog, and I was the lucky winner. Congratulations JJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS I even get chocolate who could ask for anything more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-8977763583330788470?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/8977763583330788470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=8977763583330788470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8977763583330788470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8977763583330788470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-won-i-won-shannon-white-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SYhls_3fQdI/AAAAAAAAAbk/wDP7d_3tzTM/s72-c/winner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-2359620437410048807</id><published>2009-02-03T08:10:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:45:33.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SYheeKexHlI/AAAAAAAAAbc/des5KyAQ3iA/s1600-h/Lexie+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298588833903877714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SYheeKexHlI/AAAAAAAAAbc/des5KyAQ3iA/s320/Lexie+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who I found on the front page of the Daily Herald on Monday morning. My sweet Granddaughter Lexie. What an accomplishment to help write a book. I'm so proud of you Lexie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-2359620437410048807?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/2359620437410048807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=2359620437410048807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2359620437410048807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2359620437410048807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-who-i-found-on-found-page-of-daily.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SYheeKexHlI/AAAAAAAAAbc/des5KyAQ3iA/s72-c/Lexie+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-5026585549002956891</id><published>2009-01-28T06:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T07:07:09.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SX8glrab9wI/AAAAAAAAAbU/jBi7-U7IHxY/s1600-h/fall+2007+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295987518491850498" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SX8glrab9wI/AAAAAAAAAbU/jBi7-U7IHxY/s320/fall+2007+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is are youngest Grandson Trey's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trey is so fun to be around. He loves numbers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if he's not counting he's measuring something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's been this way since he could first talk and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;could count and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recognize&lt;/span&gt; numbers at a very &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;young age. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has the cutest little dimples around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Ray Trey. We love you to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that mountain to that mountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-5026585549002956891?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/5026585549002956891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=5026585549002956891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/5026585549002956891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/5026585549002956891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is-are-youngest-grandson-treys.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SX8glrab9wI/AAAAAAAAAbU/jBi7-U7IHxY/s72-c/fall+2007+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-4730411003800573859</id><published>2009-01-20T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T10:02:42.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SYh4ibo01-I/AAAAAAAAAbs/cMMJS9OTLeY/s1600-h/100_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298617494531266530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SYh4ibo01-I/AAAAAAAAAbs/cMMJS9OTLeY/s320/100_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is my babies birthday. Brady is 30 years old today (boy that makes me old). Brady is my rock at times. He can say things that always make me feel better. I love you BJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-4730411003800573859?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/4730411003800573859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=4730411003800573859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4730411003800573859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4730411003800573859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is-my-babies-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SYh4ibo01-I/AAAAAAAAAbs/cMMJS9OTLeY/s72-c/100_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-7902028226932661784</id><published>2009-01-13T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T10:09:25.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWvUqrRpuyI/AAAAAAAAAWA/_QYYtLizWT4/s1600-h/100_0977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290556016913136418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWvUqrRpuyI/AAAAAAAAAWA/_QYYtLizWT4/s320/100_0977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, I joined my first swap, it's a apron one. I was really excited to do this until I got the information on who I would be making the apron for. It's a secret swap so I can't say who it is, but looking on her blog I'm feeling a little intimidated she makes aprons to sell so you know she has to be a great seamstress. I've done my share of sewing, but my speciality is draperies. So all I can do is my best and hope she will like it. Here is a peek at the fabric I will be making the apron out of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-7902028226932661784?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/7902028226932661784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=7902028226932661784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/7902028226932661784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/7902028226932661784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-i-joined-my-first-swap-its-apron-one.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWvUqrRpuyI/AAAAAAAAAWA/_QYYtLizWT4/s72-c/100_0977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-2137524571522213815</id><published>2009-01-13T07:41:00.021-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:53:00.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really need to get my Christmas blogging done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This years Christmas was a very good one. We had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Garrad&lt;/span&gt; back from Iraq so that alone was a plus. I had my Brother and Sister's Christmas party first, instead of me fixing dinner we all decided to go out to eat and then we return to my house for dessert and to visit. It was so very very hard to not have Ronny with us this year. We also miss Terry. I hate the thought of us getting smaller. Losing a loved one is so very hard. Ronny's wife Janice came with there son Tyson he's such a great kid and he's also very handsome. Here's some pictures that I took of all of us that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SW4jXZX-sOI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/IQDVQXUQxfs/s1600-h/100_0915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291205497062338786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SW4jXZX-sOI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/IQDVQXUQxfs/s320/100_0915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The three sister's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SW4iytzj4vI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ToZ2gHEm3zE/s1600-h/100_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291204866891571954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SW4iytzj4vI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ToZ2gHEm3zE/s320/100_0923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kathryn checking out the Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SW4iVSdd_ZI/AAAAAAAAAZU/-oHXjD3rMLA/s1600-h/100_0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291204361334947218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SW4iVSdd_ZI/AAAAAAAAAZU/-oHXjD3rMLA/s320/100_0910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me trying to get Tyson to smile for the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't do to well did I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWytYuSlX4I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/XZ2Ye2-9Kt0/s1600-h/100_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290794302507933570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWytYuSlX4I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/XZ2Ye2-9Kt0/s320/100_0907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gary and I. We should make it our New years &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;resolution to loss enough weight that we could &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;both fit in this chair together comfortably. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyvBVTiYJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/dj-UyJmcK84/s1600-h/100_0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290796099687309458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyvBVTiYJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/dj-UyJmcK84/s320/100_0922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyson &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWytJhL8n9I/AAAAAAAAAXI/PJapMPb_lkY/s1600-h/100_0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290794041292398546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWytJhL8n9I/AAAAAAAAAXI/PJapMPb_lkY/s320/100_0911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWysu5-vTbI/AAAAAAAAAXA/TdXykFT9_Cw/s1600-h/100_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290793584091418034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWysu5-vTbI/AAAAAAAAAXA/TdXykFT9_Cw/s320/100_0912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only picture I could get of Janice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have to sneak up on her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyr-5EtzmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/VGSK55M42MI/s1600-h/100_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290792759214329442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyr-5EtzmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/VGSK55M42MI/s320/100_0908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Larry and Kathryn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWysQvayCbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/L9UtP2JAmms/s1600-h/100_0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290793065860172210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWysQvayCbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/L9UtP2JAmms/s320/100_0909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randy and Becky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-2137524571522213815?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/2137524571522213815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=2137524571522213815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2137524571522213815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2137524571522213815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-really-need-to-get-my-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SW4jXZX-sOI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/IQDVQXUQxfs/s72-c/100_0915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-8857226286243423570</id><published>2009-01-13T07:00:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:55:48.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had our family Christmas party the Sunday before Christmas. This seems to work out well because everyone seems to not be as busy and we can usually get them all here. Brenda and her family live in Mesa Arizona and didn't make it home this year for the Holidays. They were missed. Hopefully their coming to visit in February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love having a basement with a large family room and a kitchen. With 22 Grandchildren and 7 kids and there spouses, Cindy's family we need a lot of room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I decided to have the traditional Christmas dinner. Ham, Church potatoes, baked beans and salads with a lot of desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love having my family together. I could tell that my Grandchildren are growing up because the house seemed a little more calmer, we even played a few games of Christmas bingo and could hear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mykla&lt;/span&gt; calling the Numbers ( I mean, since it was Christmas bingo she called things to do with the Holiday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loved there gifts and Gary and I loved ours. Thank you kids for being such loving caring children, your Dad and I love each of you so very very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SW310fHhbhI/AAAAAAAAAZM/jQDrmwURAhw/s1600-h/100_0954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291155419285253650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SW310fHhbhI/AAAAAAAAAZM/jQDrmwURAhw/s320/100_0954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this picture you can see the crowd, (and&lt;br /&gt;this picture is only showing about half of&lt;br /&gt;us). Now you know why I'm so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a big basement &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;family room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SW9HbhLi8lI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2bqQq_Fg3JI/s1600-h/100_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291526625272459858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SW9HbhLi8lI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2bqQq_Fg3JI/s320/100_0939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy talking to Garrad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290858570003841154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWzn1lXpAII/AAAAAAAAAZA/y44l-SCHRZg/s320/100_0945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody, Tyson &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kyler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyykKEE4KI/AAAAAAAAAY4/cyKvzleJXV0/s1600-h/100_0966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290799996499976354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyykKEE4KI/AAAAAAAAAY4/cyKvzleJXV0/s320/100_0966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bailee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kalee&lt;/span&gt; and Alexis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyyaN1SeJI/AAAAAAAAAYw/oVcIu9lTDQM/s1600-h/100_0962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290799825713002642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyyaN1SeJI/AAAAAAAAAYw/oVcIu9lTDQM/s320/100_0962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hagen, Trey, Nash &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kaiden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyyR9i8hzI/AAAAAAAAAYo/vOEN0WGg4IA/s1600-h/100_0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290799683902146354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyyR9i8hzI/AAAAAAAAAYo/vOEN0WGg4IA/s320/100_0927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody, and Brandon in the chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyyaN1SeJI/AAAAAAAAAYw/oVcIu9lTDQM/s1600-h/100_0962.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyxsovGz7I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4JSg6l0Efk4/s1600-h/100_0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290799042660847538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyxsovGz7I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4JSg6l0Efk4/s320/100_0935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and myself just happy to be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyxdudeMeI/AAAAAAAAAYI/dnFSo5bwiSk/s1600-h/100_0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290798786499457506" style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyxdudeMeI/AAAAAAAAAYI/dnFSo5bwiSk/s320/100_0963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hagen with Trey and Alexis taking&lt;br /&gt;a break on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyxSEAkC_I/AAAAAAAAAYA/l4VIbFV8_NI/s1600-h/100_0944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290798586125356018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyxSEAkC_I/AAAAAAAAAYA/l4VIbFV8_NI/s320/100_0944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brady and Heather and Heather's two kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyxJ0vKGJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/fkv2oAtZU8I/s1600-h/100_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290798444586866834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyxJ0vKGJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/fkv2oAtZU8I/s320/100_0937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mykla&lt;/span&gt; standing, Kara and cute Abbie and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kami's&lt;/span&gt; back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyw_3WOJVI/AAAAAAAAAXw/4VVWPbFZRUs/s1600-h/100_0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290798273488889170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyw_3WOJVI/AAAAAAAAAXw/4VVWPbFZRUs/s320/100_0931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie,Shayne, Nick and Lori and a little of Jim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyyGSRCnlI/AAAAAAAAAYg/a8OcrU0HzLA/s1600-h/100_0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyw3kgKXqI/AAAAAAAAAXo/N0pShPaknOg/s1600-h/100_0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290798130991357602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWyw3kgKXqI/AAAAAAAAAXo/N0pShPaknOg/s320/100_0930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary, Cassie, Cassie's friend, Kara, Marissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kami&lt;/span&gt; holding Abbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWywu3Ca62I/AAAAAAAAAXg/P8Wc9UvqQBA/s1600-h/100_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290797981348064098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SWywu3Ca62I/AAAAAAAAAXg/P8Wc9UvqQBA/s320/100_0929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy bunch, Michelle, Bert, Hagen&lt;br /&gt;and Trey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-8857226286243423570?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/8857226286243423570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=8857226286243423570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8857226286243423570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8857226286243423570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-had-our-family-christmas-party.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SW310fHhbhI/AAAAAAAAAZM/jQDrmwURAhw/s72-c/100_0954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-3945958458462230157</id><published>2009-01-01T18:47:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T13:59:12.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV10JAHjydI/AAAAAAAAAVE/aj1BRokV4RM/s1600-h/fall+2007+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286509235602180562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV10JAHjydI/AAAAAAAAAVE/aj1BRokV4RM/s320/fall+2007+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV10cAlzocI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6nC0m03ChLM/s1600-h/Easter+2008+27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286509562146562498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV10cAlzocI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6nC0m03ChLM/s320/Easter+2008+27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Have really been lazy. Well maybe not I have just been to busy with Christmas stuff that I got behind on my blogging. We had two family birthdays in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt; our oldest daughter Jeanie. Jeanie is the Mother of Three wonderful boys and she also is over the stroke unit at Utah Valley &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hospital&lt;/span&gt;. She is a very busy lady. We enjoy anytime that we spend with her, and love her dearly. Happy Birthday Jeanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second birthday is our Daughter in-law Michelle. Michelle is such a special daughter in-law see is always there to help me out when every she can.Happy Birthday Michelle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-3945958458462230157?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/3945958458462230157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=3945958458462230157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3945958458462230157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3945958458462230157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/01/jeanie-michelle-i-have-really-been-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV10JAHjydI/AAAAAAAAAVE/aj1BRokV4RM/s72-c/fall+2007+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-340338926128566499</id><published>2009-01-01T17:40:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T08:03:11.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1q5shXPwI/AAAAAAAAAU8/HpADYOZIiXU/s1600-h/100_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286499077039013634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1q5shXPwI/AAAAAAAAAU8/HpADYOZIiXU/s320/100_0883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1qmIe1SKI/AAAAAAAAAUs/M77LDgOhKNg/s1600-h/100_0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286498740947208354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1qmIe1SKI/AAAAAAAAAUs/M77LDgOhKNg/s320/100_0884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynda and Lynn riding there Segways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1qUbbyZ6I/AAAAAAAAAUk/7vPEFS_L9Rs/s1600-h/100_0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286498436797065122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1qUbbyZ6I/AAAAAAAAAUk/7vPEFS_L9Rs/s320/100_0894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Thankgiving dinner. Which one looks best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1qHNnj9UI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vpKMrKQ0_zM/s1600-h/100_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286498209750054210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1qHNnj9UI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vpKMrKQ0_zM/s320/100_0893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary's Thankgiving dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1p2sPjNQI/AAAAAAAAAUU/T0_l_RINtgo/s1600-h/100_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286497925913064706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1p2sPjNQI/AAAAAAAAAUU/T0_l_RINtgo/s320/100_0721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down on the river walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1pccsUpBI/AAAAAAAAAUM/uPIjN4qxwJ4/s1600-h/100_0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286497475062178834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1pccsUpBI/AAAAAAAAAUM/uPIjN4qxwJ4/s320/100_0863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Zebra deciding if it wanted to get in the car with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1o4UOYfFI/AAAAAAAAAUE/yLj_IxWcs-A/s1600-h/100_0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286496854313827410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1o4UOYfFI/AAAAAAAAAUE/yLj_IxWcs-A/s320/100_0803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the caverens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1oKyPpK8I/AAAAAAAAAT0/SMaC32LbVcg/s1600-h/100_0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286496072098196418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1oKyPpK8I/AAAAAAAAAT0/SMaC32LbVcg/s320/100_0706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Handsome Husbands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1odpV9N2I/AAAAAAAAAT8/FcGh0IRjbYE/s1600-h/100_0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286496396126271330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1odpV9N2I/AAAAAAAAAT8/FcGh0IRjbYE/s320/100_0710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There cute wife's I love Lynda's outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Thanksgiving we decided ( or should I say Gary decided to go to San Antonio Texas. Usually our Kids come to our house every other year and this was the year that they would not be coming. Gary had forgot that because of some circumstances some of our kids had know where else to go, but the reservation had already been made and paid for so there was know turning back. Thank you Mykla for feeding you brothers. Our friends Lynn and Lynda Williams from Toquerville went with us. Lynn and Lynda came to our home and stayed the night before. The morning November 22 we when to the airport in Salt Lake City and got our flight to San Antonio. Upon arriving in San Antonio we got one rental car. It was a Chevrolet HHR and it barely had room for the luggage, Since I always pack for a month. Lynn and Lynda had a GPS system that made it easier to navigate our way around. We drove into San Antonio where we stayed at the Wyndham La Cascada Resort and it was really nice it had all the conveniences of being home The river-walk was just behind the resort and made it very convenient. Also, the resort had a complementary shuttle that ran between the hours of 8:00 AM to 4:00 PM that we could use to get around the city. When we arrived at the resort our rooms were ready yet, so we decide to go down on the river-walk to Rosario's Mexican Restaurant. The map we had wasn’t very clear and the GPS didn’t really work when we were walking, so it took us awhile to find the place after walking about five blocks the wrong way. The walk back to the resort was exciting. We decided to walk back along the streets and that was okay but there were birds roosting along the way and we got hit with bird droppings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning November 23 we drove to Denny’s and had breakfast on our way to church. After breakfast we drove to the San Antonio First Ward and attended Sacrament Meeting. On the way to church we stopped at the San Antonio's historic missions. The people at San Antonio First Ward were very friendly and made us feel welcome. After Sacrament Meeting we returned to the resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 24 we when to Natural Bridge Cavern and Wildlife Park. The cavern were very pretty a little warm in them though. The Wildlive park was really fun take a look at the pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 25 we when to the Alamo and seen a movie about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 26 Lynn and Lynda wanted to ride the segways, so we went down by the Alamo where the segway dealer was. Look at the cute pictures of Lynn and Lynda riding there Segways Lisa you'll like these pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving day November 27 we had dinner at Mi Tierra’s Mexican Restaurant. They served a traditional thanksgiving dinner and everyone but Gary had that. Gary had Mexican steak dinner. I tasted it and it was so much better than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 28 we drove back to the airport in San Antonio to fly back to Salt Lake City. We drove to Orem and had lunch at Red Lobster before Lynn and Lynda left for Toquerville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always have such a fun time when ever were with Lynn and Lynda. Were so blessed to have them in our lives. For those of you that don't know, Lynda and I have been friends since 3rd grade. When Lynda was 14 she moved to Las Vegas and when she married she moved to California and eventually she moved back to Las Vegas and about 6 years ago they moved to Toquerville, Utah But through all this our frienship was always there. Our husband get along will also. How blessed we are. I hope after I show all of you the pictures of them on there Segways they'll still love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-340338926128566499?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/340338926128566499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=340338926128566499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/340338926128566499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/340338926128566499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2009/01/thanksgiving-week.html' title='Thanksgiving Week'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SV1q5shXPwI/AAAAAAAAAU8/HpADYOZIiXU/s72-c/100_0883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-3376374429680406513</id><published>2008-11-16T06:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T06:00:00.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SR-IQXKxuKI/AAAAAAAAATs/t_BVFbcc7tU/s1600-h/fall+2007+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269079903725271202" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SR-IQXKxuKI/AAAAAAAAATs/t_BVFbcc7tU/s320/fall+2007+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAIDEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SR-IFQau4eI/AAAAAAAAATk/uPvyWlZwkeg/s1600-h/fall+2007+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269079712934584802" style="WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SR-IFQau4eI/AAAAAAAAATk/uPvyWlZwkeg/s320/fall+2007+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CASEY&lt;/p&gt;Happy Birthday Casey and Kaiden. Casey is 14 and Kaiden is 9. Casey is our adopted Grandson, he is my sister Cindy's youngest when he was around 5 he ask Gary and I if he could call us Grandpa and Grandma because he was around our grandkids age and always felt like he should be one of them. So thats how he became our Grandson. Have a great day Casey. We love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaiden is Brady's youngest and what a great young man he is. He loves his Grandpa so very very much and loves to hang out with him when ever he can. He loves sports. But his true love is 4 wheeling. Have a wonderful Birthday and stop growing up so fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-3376374429680406513?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/3376374429680406513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=3376374429680406513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3376374429680406513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3376374429680406513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/11/kaiden-casey-happy-birthday-casey-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SR-IQXKxuKI/AAAAAAAAATs/t_BVFbcc7tU/s72-c/fall+2007+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-6237470494516079837</id><published>2008-11-04T16:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:45:50.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SRDc6o_i1LI/AAAAAAAAATQ/45DSZDXknKs/s1600-h/100_0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264950864390575282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SRDc6o_i1LI/AAAAAAAAATQ/45DSZDXknKs/s320/100_0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SRDcty0E0DI/AAAAAAAAATI/6Ep4Irqkhj4/s1600-h/100_0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264950643688525874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SRDcty0E0DI/AAAAAAAAATI/6Ep4Irqkhj4/s320/100_0668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SRDcbgRR9tI/AAAAAAAAATA/YyESU8dHqGU/s1600-h/100_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264950329473103570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SRDcbgRR9tI/AAAAAAAAATA/YyESU8dHqGU/s320/100_0687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were looking for a new home last year one of the things I have always wanted was a home with a large front pouch. When I found our home I not only loved the inside but it also had a beautiful front porch just what I wanted. I didn't even realize then what a view we have. These pictures were taken on our front porch. The first two are of the mountains and the changing leaves. The third is of the sun coming up at the mouth of Spanish Fork Canyon.  What beauty. Just a few of God's creations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-6237470494516079837?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/6237470494516079837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=6237470494516079837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/6237470494516079837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/6237470494516079837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-we-were-looking-for-new-home-last.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SRDc6o_i1LI/AAAAAAAAATQ/45DSZDXknKs/s72-c/100_0674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-6334002750329344822</id><published>2008-10-28T11:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T11:59:13.461-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes we just need to be reminded!</title><content type='html'>I recieved this today in a E-mail and felt like it was such a great reminder that I would add it to my blog. I have days like this and need this reminder every now and again.&lt;br /&gt;A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20.00 bill. In the room of 200, he asked, "Who would like this $20 bill?" Hands started going up. He said, "I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this. He proceeded to crumple up the $20 dollar bill. He then asked, "Who still wants it?" Still the hands were up in the air. Well, he replied, "What if I do this?" And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. "Now, who still wants it?" Still the hands went into the air. My friends, we have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20. Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless to those who DO LOVE you. The worth of our lives comes not in what we do or who we know, but by WHO WE ARE. You are special- Don't EVER forget it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count your blessings, not your problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-6334002750329344822?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/6334002750329344822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=6334002750329344822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/6334002750329344822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/6334002750329344822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes-we-just-need-to-be-reminded.html' title='Sometimes we just need to be reminded!'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-4992986370602328389</id><published>2008-10-27T00:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T13:50:19.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mady's is 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SQSDbimFaNI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-ur9Pjc96hQ/s1600-h/fall+2007+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261474773841832146" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SQSDbimFaNI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-ur9Pjc96hQ/s320/fall+2007+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Mady. Mady is 14 today 14 going on 25. Mady, like alot of other girl's, wants to grow up to fast. Slow down someday you'll look back and say were did time go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sweet Mady I love you dearly and hope your Birthday is just how you want it. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&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/6395076838233710755-4992986370602328389?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/4992986370602328389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=4992986370602328389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4992986370602328389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4992986370602328389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/10/madys-is-14.html' title='Mady&apos;s is 14'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SQSDbimFaNI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-ur9Pjc96hQ/s72-c/fall+2007+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-8369388812485566513</id><published>2008-10-26T08:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T13:51:11.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Tyson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SQSBSAuWg7I/AAAAAAAAASw/zwWBpLapcFs/s1600-h/fall+2007+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261472411107623858" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SQSBSAuWg7I/AAAAAAAAASw/zwWBpLapcFs/s320/fall+2007+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyson is 14 years old today. Tyson has always been a little full of it he likes to give his Grandma a hard time every now and again. But Tyson I love you dearly and I wouldn't change anything about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyson is very good at sports and anything he sets his mind to he can accomplish. Have a great day Tyson &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;We love you&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/6395076838233710755-8369388812485566513?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/8369388812485566513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=8369388812485566513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8369388812485566513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8369388812485566513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-tyson.html' title='Happy Birthday Tyson'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SQSBSAuWg7I/AAAAAAAAASw/zwWBpLapcFs/s72-c/fall+2007+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-8979406623765520475</id><published>2008-10-15T07:47:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T15:53:27.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been on a diet since September 12th. It is so hard to diet. Luckily my husband Gary is on it with me. this is good in some ways and bad in other ways. It makes making meals a little easier because we eat the same things, but he like other men loss there weight faster than a women. Gary as lost 25.8 lbs and I have lost 17.2 lbs and I know he adds a few more extra' s to is meal. He has a sit down job and I have a very active job. So whats up with this I guess its the hormones. But the reason I'm writing this is my to Grandchildren Nash and Trey can say some of the sweetest things for a Grandma's ears. Monday Trey looked at me and said "Grandma your belly isn't very fat any more". I thought what a nice thing to say I give him a hug and I called his Mom to tell her how sweet her son was. then just a few minutes ago I was fixing oatmeal for Nash and I told him I would love to have a bowl with him but I couldn't. He ask why and I said it was not on my diet, he said "why are you dieting Grandma it doesn't matter to me what you look like". How I love my Grandkids they only see you through rose colored glasses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-8979406623765520475?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/8979406623765520475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=8979406623765520475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8979406623765520475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8979406623765520475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-on-diet-since-september-12th.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-3553351411861931784</id><published>2008-10-13T06:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:21:26.601-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Teenager</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SPJ42I9uhSI/AAAAAAAAASg/jQi21H0WTMg/s1600-h/fall+2007+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256396586609444130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SPJ42I9uhSI/AAAAAAAAASg/jQi21H0WTMg/s320/fall+2007+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Bailee's Birthday. She is 13 years old today, a teenager how cool. Bailee is such a sweet kind person she aways lets me know that she loves her Grandma. When ever she sees me she always has a big hug to give me. She loves babies and so she is a great help to her Mother in the Day Care. She is a very likable person and this shows in all the friends she has. What a beautiful young lady you have become Bailee. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;We love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-3553351411861931784?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/3553351411861931784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=3553351411861931784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3553351411861931784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3553351411861931784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/10/teenager.html' title='A Teenager'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SPJ42I9uhSI/AAAAAAAAASg/jQi21H0WTMg/s72-c/fall+2007+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-7516005537166541261</id><published>2008-10-13T06:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:53:13.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nash is 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SPK6vaugsEI/AAAAAAAAASo/6EjMLZdzPvI/s1600-h/fall+2007+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256469038885810242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SPK6vaugsEI/AAAAAAAAASo/6EjMLZdzPvI/s320/fall+2007+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is also Nash's Birthday he is 8 years old. This is a very important birthday, because at the age of 8 he can become a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. He has been going to Primary to help him understand the teaching of our church and he is very prepared to be baptized a member. Have a wonderful day Nash we love you. You are on your way to becoming a wonderful young man. &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-7516005537166541261?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/7516005537166541261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=7516005537166541261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/7516005537166541261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/7516005537166541261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/10/nash-is-8.html' title='Nash is 8'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SPK6vaugsEI/AAAAAAAAASo/6EjMLZdzPvI/s72-c/fall+2007+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-3776160870266297273</id><published>2008-10-09T06:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:09:46.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOe2PoPSqjI/AAAAAAAAASI/Ldwaj-A_wPQ/s1600-h/Judi+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253367869966821938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOe2PoPSqjI/AAAAAAAAASI/Ldwaj-A_wPQ/s320/Judi+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is my big day. I'm 61 year old today, boy I'm old. Do I feel that old? Oh yes I do at times. Do I act my age? Not usually. I'm a kid at heart, I truly love life. I have had many challenge through out my life. But I have learned much from them. I have also been blessed in so many ways. I have the most wonderful Husband that anyone could ask for. He has taken me to many others parts of the world and doing this has made me more thankful for were I live and the freedom that I have. I have been blessed to have 4 children and 3 step children ( I hate the word step) were just one big happy family. I have 22 beautiful Grandchildren. I have good health, a great home that I love, great friends , I have the Gospel. Who could ask for anything more. So Judi Have a wonderful Birthday. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-3776160870266297273?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/3776160870266297273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=3776160870266297273' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3776160870266297273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3776160870266297273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOe2PoPSqjI/AAAAAAAAASI/Ldwaj-A_wPQ/s72-c/Judi+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-3780904257544397582</id><published>2008-10-06T06:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T07:12:06.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dad Harold H. Memmott</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOeM2voRG_I/AAAAAAAAARw/oTVcmn6CmP0/s1600-h/Daddy+,terry+Grandpa+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253322362477157362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOeM2voRG_I/AAAAAAAAARw/oTVcmn6CmP0/s320/Daddy+,terry+Grandpa+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is my Daddy's birthday he would be 86 years old today. Daddy passed away at the young age of 50. He had suffered from MS Multiple Sclerosis for half is life. He discovered he had MS at the age of 25. This was the year I was born 1947. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy was a very hard worker he owned his own trucking business. I can remember many times in my teenage years when he would leave early in the morning walking out to his truck only to return in the evening having to crawl on his hands and knees to the house because his legs could not carry him. He never gave up though he would get up the next morning and do the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe it was about 10 years before is death that he was confined to a wheel chair. This was very hard on him because he was such a hard worker and it broke his heart to see our Mother have to go to work everyday to support our family. Daddy would always have Mothers supper ready and waiting for her when she returned home. Just a note: Daddy could make the best fried potatoes I have yet to taste. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy spoiled me rotten I was his little blond bomber. I could give him my pouty lips and I would get what ever I wanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite memories is watching Daddy taking Mykla and Corey on rides on his wheel chair all over his neighborhood, they loved there Grandpa so very very much. I wish that my other children could have known him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so very thankful for our eternal plan, and I'm looking forward to someday seeing and being with my family that has gone on before me. Daddy, Momma, Terry, Ronny, and all my Grandparents, but I hope it's not to soon. &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love you lots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-3780904257544397582?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/3780904257544397582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=3780904257544397582' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3780904257544397582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3780904257544397582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-dad.html' title='My Dad Harold H. Memmott'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOeM2voRG_I/AAAAAAAAARw/oTVcmn6CmP0/s72-c/Daddy+,terry+Grandpa+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-6431995791644773233</id><published>2008-10-05T07:59:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T08:23:32.597-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Bear and little Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOjI_i_fOYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/D-gGzd1WR_A/s1600-h/DSCN0966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253669959378090370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOjI_i_fOYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/D-gGzd1WR_A/s320/DSCN0966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to add this after seeing two of my day care kids (Avorie &amp;amp; Adilyn) sitting in one on there family blog. They even make them big enough for Kyler and I to sit in. This was taken in Branson last year. Yes Kyler's feet are as big as they look (size 14)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-6431995791644773233?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/6431995791644773233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=6431995791644773233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/6431995791644773233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/6431995791644773233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/10/grandma-bear-and-little-bear.html' title='Grandma Bear and little Bear'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOjI_i_fOYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/D-gGzd1WR_A/s72-c/DSCN0966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-3433968070887961595</id><published>2008-10-04T07:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T09:18:07.342-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brenda's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOYlitSl2YI/AAAAAAAAARg/E7GfN0XiefE/s1600-h/fall+2007+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252927293577615746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOYlitSl2YI/AAAAAAAAARg/E7GfN0XiefE/s320/fall+2007+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda is our third to the oldest or maybe it sounds better to say the fourth to the youngest. Brenda lives in Mesa Arizona so we don't get to see her as much as the rest of our children, but she is still loved and very much missed. Brenda is such a beautiful person inside and out. Brenda is my step daughter also, but she has always showed me her love and concern. Thank you Brenda for letting me be part of your life. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-3433968070887961595?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/3433968070887961595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=3433968070887961595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3433968070887961595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3433968070887961595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/10/brendas-day.html' title='Brenda&apos;s Day'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOYlitSl2YI/AAAAAAAAARg/E7GfN0XiefE/s72-c/fall+2007+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-6585301849764002555</id><published>2008-10-01T08:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T07:55:30.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>10/1/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOAEHjVG_II/AAAAAAAAARA/-EAvp23MERQ/s1600-h/fall+2007+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251201693303372930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOAEHjVG_II/AAAAAAAAARA/-EAvp23MERQ/s320/fall+2007+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Kyler. Where did time go I can't believe your 16 Years old today. Kyler you have grown into a very special young man. Although you have been though a lot for someone your age, you always seem to come out a stronger person. Always keep your goals at reach and you can accomplish what ever you seek after if you truly try. Always stay close to your Father In Heaven and remember he is always there for you. We love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-6585301849764002555?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/6585301849764002555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=6585301849764002555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/6585301849764002555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/6585301849764002555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/10/10108-happy-birthday-kyler.html' title='10/1/08'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOAEHjVG_II/AAAAAAAAARA/-EAvp23MERQ/s72-c/fall+2007+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-4737967424355335364</id><published>2008-10-01T07:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T10:58:20.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SON6b03ivOI/AAAAAAAAARQ/5TqCr6PFxuU/s1600-h/Jaisha+2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252176208910793954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SON6b03ivOI/AAAAAAAAARQ/5TqCr6PFxuU/s320/Jaisha+2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also Jaisha's birthday today. Although Jaisha is not our Granddaughter as yet we feel has she is. Jaisha you have such a sweet personality with always a smile on your face. Have a wonderful 7th Birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-4737967424355335364?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/4737967424355335364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=4737967424355335364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4737967424355335364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4737967424355335364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-also-jaishas-birthday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SON6b03ivOI/AAAAAAAAARQ/5TqCr6PFxuU/s72-c/Jaisha+2006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-8240688647821831223</id><published>2008-10-01T06:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:15:41.707-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trey's Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOOu3tQYQXI/AAAAAAAAARY/cNpIiHV7tFw/s1600-h/Gary+and+Judi+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252233862508462450" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="256" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOOu3tQYQXI/AAAAAAAAARY/cNpIiHV7tFw/s320/Gary+and+Judi+2008+001.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trey was looking at blogs with me, and we came across someones art work and the next thing I know he's handing his art work to me. This is a picture of a car he's driving, a rainbow and his house. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So Cute Trey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-8240688647821831223?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/8240688647821831223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=8240688647821831223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8240688647821831223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8240688647821831223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/10/treys-art.html' title='Trey&apos;s Art'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SOOu3tQYQXI/AAAAAAAAARY/cNpIiHV7tFw/s72-c/Gary+and+Judi+2008+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-2191917786777490053</id><published>2008-09-18T09:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T10:52:50.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Alexis 9/18/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SNEgEtDXvyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/t9tZE9X9YFQ/s1600-h/fall+2007+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247010306048638754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SNEgEtDXvyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/t9tZE9X9YFQ/s320/fall+2007+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lexie is turning 10 years old. She is such a sweet little girl. She is so cute with her little sister Chloe and a great help to her Daddy. We are so happy that she is part of our family. Have a great day Lexie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-2191917786777490053?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/2191917786777490053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=2191917786777490053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2191917786777490053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2191917786777490053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-alexis-91808.html' title='Happy Birthday Alexis 9/18/08'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SNEgEtDXvyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/t9tZE9X9YFQ/s72-c/fall+2007+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-4038754416413277306</id><published>2008-09-15T08:58:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T08:25:31.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SM56G7onknI/AAAAAAAAAQo/X1oQwcm-1iw/s1600-h/4-16-05+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246264875439067762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SM56G7onknI/AAAAAAAAAQo/X1oQwcm-1iw/s320/4-16-05+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the jump robe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SM54sXn3TFI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lVd6wSiaudE/s1600-h/4-16-05+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246263319584001106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SM54sXn3TFI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lVd6wSiaudE/s320/4-16-05+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SM54RYWZA7I/AAAAAAAAAQY/glfDt7KU45w/s1600-h/4-16-05+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246262855922680754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SM54RYWZA7I/AAAAAAAAAQY/glfDt7KU45w/s320/4-16-05+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day Cindy my sister was looking at my blog and called and ask why I didn't have any body building pictures of Garrad on my blog so here's afew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry but I like my boys with all there cloths on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-4038754416413277306?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/4038754416413277306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=4038754416413277306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4038754416413277306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4038754416413277306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SM56G7onknI/AAAAAAAAAQo/X1oQwcm-1iw/s72-c/4-16-05+105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-8025753366858130595</id><published>2008-09-11T11:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T10:56:44.217-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMlRjaYtgqI/AAAAAAAAAQM/a9ciiidAjh8/s1600-h/fall+2007+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244812909869892258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMlRjaYtgqI/AAAAAAAAAQM/a9ciiidAjh8/s320/fall+2007+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Lori 9/11/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lori is our baby girl. and the third to the youngest of 7. Lori is such a sweet person. We enjoy having her in our family although I'm only her step Mom she has always treated me with only love and repect. Thank you Lori for letting me be part of your life. Have a Great Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-8025753366858130595?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/8025753366858130595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=8025753366858130595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8025753366858130595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8025753366858130595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-lori-lori-is-our-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMlRjaYtgqI/AAAAAAAAAQM/a9ciiidAjh8/s72-c/fall+2007+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-1813578204147823459</id><published>2008-09-11T10:24:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:54:07.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMlHFVQLlUI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A7V6WpvSJXM/s1600-h/cody+bike+racing"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244801397979583810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMlHFVQLlUI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A7V6WpvSJXM/s320/cody+bike+racing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our Grandson Cody the dare devil of the bunch he loves to do anything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; extreme in sports. In this picture he just got through racing in a down hill bike race. He took second in the state of Utah. Great job Cody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The white truck in the back ground is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mykla's&lt;/span&gt;. The rainbow in the sky ends at her truck so now we know where the end of the rainbow is. So does &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mykla&lt;/span&gt; have the pot of gold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-1813578204147823459?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/1813578204147823459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=1813578204147823459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/1813578204147823459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/1813578204147823459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-our-grandson-cody-dare-devil-of.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMlHFVQLlUI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A7V6WpvSJXM/s72-c/cody+bike+racing' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-1367668734211275545</id><published>2008-09-06T01:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T14:50:31.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Randy,Cindy,Kathryn, Myself (Judi), Ronny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMFm3tsWa4I/AAAAAAAAAOc/Ne275O-YiSw/s1600-h/Untitled9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242584548580420482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMFm3tsWa4I/AAAAAAAAAOc/Ne275O-YiSw/s320/Untitled9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is your Birthday’s  (09/06/08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I would like to dedicate this day to both of you. I have been so blessed to have both of you as my Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronny when I was caring for our terminally ill Mother you were the one I could count on to be there every day to do what ever you could do to lift my load and be there for Mom. She looked forward to your arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was ever a time that any of your nieces or nephews had a problem that they felt they couldn’t go to their parents with, they knew they could go to their Uncle Ronny. No matter how bleak the situation you with your wisdom and sense of humor could lighten their load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only was you a great Uncle you were also a great Husband and Dad How blessed Kimmy and Tyson our, to be able to call you Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All though I am having a hard time understanding why you were called home at a time when there was so much for you to do here on earth. I do know that there was much rejoicing at your return home. Any Mother knows the joy of having her child return to her. I can just imagine how Mother embraced you on your return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy I’m sure this day is a very hard one for you. The first Birthday you will celebrate with out your twin, but if you try you will feel Ronny’s spirit around you and know he is ok. I’m sure he is very busy preparing things for all of our return someday. I love you so much and I’m so proud of you for the way you have tried to take some of the burden away from Janice. Attending Tyson’s games taking care of the farm and who knows what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ronny Have a wonderful day and Give Mom, Dad and Terry a hug for me. Randy, remember one of the last things Mother said was “Randy always be yourself you don’t need to impress anyone”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you both, Happy Birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-1367668734211275545?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/1367668734211275545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=1367668734211275545' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/1367668734211275545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/1367668734211275545'/><link rel='alternate' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242257775209049666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMA9rABdbkI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QywqLU0J51E/s320/brady2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMA9l8tFnzI/AAAAAAAAAOA/N87izPEFo4I/s1600-h/brady6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242257688418950962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMA9l8tFnzI/AAAAAAAAAOA/N87izPEFo4I/s320/brady6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMA9dqYrfHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/jUXZaXSMrxc/s1600-h/brady4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242257546062560370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMA9dqYrfHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/jUXZaXSMrxc/s320/brady4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brady was ask to be in a fitness magazine and these are some of his photo shots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-2574775795400692990?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/2574775795400692990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=2574775795400692990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2574775795400692990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2574775795400692990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/09/brady-was-ask-to-be-in-fitness-magazine.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMA9rABdbkI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QywqLU0J51E/s72-c/brady2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-7422708294163566471</id><published>2008-08-13T20:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:59:56.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Treasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-e3.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" 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Treasures'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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-6395076838233710755.post-4761412057486969624</id><published>2008-08-10T18:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:07:08.781-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivian Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SJ-I2adNEZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/oeiwexfsFbM/s1600-h/Vivian_Park_2008_008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233051760423932306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SJ-I2adNEZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/oeiwexfsFbM/s320/Vivian_Park_2008_008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kalee and Jaisha giving the thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SJ-FKJRzI3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/k_IbXJNgOJM/s1600-h/Vivian_Park_2008_024.jpg"&gt;&lt;imgid="blogger_photo_id_5233047701363565426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SJ-FKJRzI3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/k_IbXJNgOJM/s320/Vivian_Park_2008_024.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SJ-3Jm6J_0I/AAAAAAAAAIM/iTaHCnzszQ4/s1600-h/Vivian_Park_2008_024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233102667718983490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SJ-3Jm6J_0I/AAAAAAAAAIM/iTaHCnzszQ4/s320/Vivian_Park_2008_024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't walk behind me. Walk beside me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because I may not follow.&lt;br /&gt;Kalee, Marissa, Brooklyn, and Jaisha Walking toward Brady and Kaiden.&lt;br /&gt;After going to Jake and Sariah's baby Sydney's blessing we went up Provo Canyon for a picnic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-4761412057486969624?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/4761412057486969624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=4761412057486969624' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4761412057486969624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/4761412057486969624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/08/dont-walk-behind-me.html' title='Vivian Park'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SJ-I2adNEZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/oeiwexfsFbM/s72-c/Vivian_Park_2008_008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-9069315007906306768</id><published>2008-08-06T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:30:18.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Garrad in one of his modeling shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SJsdtJpBgHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/c2CfsHOQYl4/s1600-h/scan0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231808053640265842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SJsdtJpBgHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/c2CfsHOQYl4/s320/scan0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SFC Garrad Jay Johnston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SJ0HYMT0h-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/mHtcBhSZ8cc/s1600-h/garrad+army.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232346454276999138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SJ0HYMT0h-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/mHtcBhSZ8cc/s320/garrad+army.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were so proud of our son Garrad. He returned in April from spending 11 months in Iraq serving our country. This is something Garrad wanted to do. While there he received the Bronze Star Medal from President Bush. One of the highest awards in the Army that can only be received during combat. This is given when you have been in a very very dangerous situation and came out on top. (I'm sure there's a better way to describe this but I done my best). None the less we love Garrad and can't express enough to him how proud we are of him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-9069315007906306768?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/9069315007906306768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=9069315007906306768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/9069315007906306768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/9069315007906306768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/08/were-so-proud-of-our-son-garrad.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SJsdtJpBgHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/c2CfsHOQYl4/s72-c/scan0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-8836674772406287991</id><published>2008-08-05T14:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:40:49.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SJi9PFWrclI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xSyhiAE_WnM/s1600-h/100_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SJi9PFWrclI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xSyhiAE_WnM/s320/100_0477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231139034023817810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're so sad for our Grandson Trey, this last Saturday he was riding his brother Nash's bike (he's new at bike riding) and fell off and broke his arm. It's even sadder because Trey and his family our leaving for Disneyland this Saturday and also to spend some time at the beach. So it will be a little harder for him to ride the rides and swim. But he's a tough boy. Make the best of it Trey and I'm sure you will make some great memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-8836674772406287991?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/8836674772406287991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=8836674772406287991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8836674772406287991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8836674772406287991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/08/were-so-sad-for-trey-this-last-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SJi9PFWrclI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xSyhiAE_WnM/s72-c/100_0477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-2016927956351722552</id><published>2008-08-05T09:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:38:10.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMG0oq4b34I/AAAAAAAAAPE/uHW939J8apE/s1600-h/Gary+2+at+Pisa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMG0oq4b34I/AAAAAAAAAPE/uHW939J8apE/s320/Gary+2+at+Pisa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242670052034731906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary trying to hold up the leaning Tower of Pisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMGy0vjsNCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/PzTQ7wNSjTc/s1600-h/Gary+%26+Judi+on+Gondola+Ride.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMGy0vjsNCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/PzTQ7wNSjTc/s320/Gary+%26+Judi+on+Gondola+Ride.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242668060425073698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and I on a Gondola ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMGxqifAusI/AAAAAAAAAOs/tijuMqInUho/s1600-h/Gary+%26+Judi+at+Sultans+Palace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMGxqifAusI/AAAAAAAAAOs/tijuMqInUho/s320/Gary+%26+Judi+at+Sultans+Palace.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242666785605466818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and I at Sultans Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June 27, 2008 Gary and I returned from spending 27 days in Europe. It was an adventure of a lifetime. We flew into Paris then on to Italy it took about 24 hour time during the flights and airports. We choose to do back to back cruising. That way we could enjoy being catered to along with nightly entertainment. We arrived at the airport in Rome, Italy and got a taxi to take us to a hotel for the night. We made arrangement with the taxi driver to take us to the ship the next day. We started our first cruise in Civitavecchia the port of Rome, Italy where we boarded the ship Carnival Freedom. The first port of call was in Naples, Italy where we visited the Island of Capri, Sorrento, and the ruins of Pompeii. After departing from Naples we had a day at sea. The next port of call was Dubrovnik, Croatia where we toured the old city of Dubrovnik. The next port of call was Venice, Italy where we spend 2 days and rode the evening Gondola ride. Upon leaving Venice, Italy we had another day at sea before arriving at your next port of call in Messina, Sicily where we did a city tour. Upon leaving Messina we had another day at sea before arriving at our next port of call  Barcelona, Spain where we did a Barcelona highlights and shopping. We found Barcelona to be a very beautiful and clean city. Our next port of call was Cannes in the South of France where we motor coach a sightseeing tour. The next port of call was Livorno, Italy where we toured the Leaning Tower of Pisa. What an adventure we had in Pisa when we got lost and couldn’t find our way back to our tour bus. We walked and walked but all the buildings looked the same. We finally had to get a taxi to take us back to the ship, and boy was that fun trying to communicate with people that couldn't speak English and we couldn't speak Italian. Anyway we found a girl in one of the shops that understood when we said taxi and called a taxi for us. That was an experience that neither of us will soon forget. The next day we were back in Civitavecchia port of Rome where we started the second cruise. The neat thing here was we didn’t even have to leave the ship and we stay right in the same cabin. The first port of call was in Naples, Italy again and we just stayed on the ship and relaxed. After departing from Naples we had a day at sea before arriving at the next port of call in Marmaris, Turkey where we did panoramic tour in an air conditioned motor coach, but the air conditioning didn’t really work and it was 100 degrees with about 80 percent humidity which made it not very enjoyable. The next port of call was Izmir, Turkey where we did a discover Izmir tour and again it was very hot. The next port of call was Istanbul, Turkey that sits on 2 continents of Europe and Asia. In Istanbul we toured the Blue Mosque and Palace of the Sultans. We also when to the Grand Bazaar and bought 3 Turkish rugs. That was an experience as the guy would take no for an answer. He wanted 30 euros each which is about $45 US. We told him no but he finally came down to $20 US and we bought 1 rug. Then he kept trying to sale us the other 2 rugs he had. We kept telling him no and finally he came down to $20 US for both rugs and we bought them. However, this means that we got ripped off on the first one we bought. Upon departing from Istanbul we had a day at sea before arriving in our next port of call  Athens, Greece where we did panoramic Athens and Plaka tour including the Olympic Stadium and Acropolis. The next port of call Katakolon, Greece where we toured the Ancient Olympia Village and Temple of Zeus. Upon departing Katakolon we had day at sea before arriving back in Livorno, Italy where we just stay on board the ship and relaxed. The next port of call was back in Civitavecchia the port of Rome, Italy where we toured St. Peters Square, the Vatican, and Sistine Chapel. The next morning we had to be up at 3:00 AM to get to the airport for our flight home departing at 7:00 AM. We had previously made arrangement with the same taxi driver to pick us up at the ship and take us to the airport. Amazingly enough with the communication issues he was at the ship at 4:00 AM. The taxi ride was really expensive $160 euros each way which totals about $480 US, but it was the best way for us to get to and from the ship. We thought the shore excursions would be the best way to go, and let someone else drive us to our destinations, but believe me the way they drive in Italy is very, very scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-2016927956351722552?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/2016927956351722552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=2016927956351722552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2016927956351722552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/2016927956351722552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-june-27-2008-gary-and-i-just_05.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SMG0oq4b34I/AAAAAAAAAPE/uHW939J8apE/s72-c/Gary+2+at+Pisa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-3107011112277099660</id><published>2008-08-04T11:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T07:25:33.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney Lynn Mattinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SKB8i27yFnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JvAiviIQ3PM/s1600-h/Sydney"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233319705308173938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SKB8i27yFnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JvAiviIQ3PM/s320/Sydney" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Baby Sydney she is so sweet. She was Given a name and a blessing on Sunday by her Daddy Jake Mattinson our nephew. What a cutie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-3107011112277099660?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/3107011112277099660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=3107011112277099660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3107011112277099660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3107011112277099660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/08/sydney-lynn-mattinson.html' title='Sydney Lynn Mattinson'/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SKB8i27yFnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JvAiviIQ3PM/s72-c/Sydney' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-3186030160518015489</id><published>2008-08-04T11:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T11:15:26.822-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SKBxK0xcv8I/AAAAAAAAAJU/ZPZVXjhp8cs/s1600-h/FSCN1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SKBxK0xcv8I/AAAAAAAAAJU/ZPZVXjhp8cs/s320/FSCN1110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233307197783195586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In February we like to go to St. George to visit our dear friends Lynn &amp; Lynda and also to get away from the cold. Three of our Grandchilden Bailee, Kalee, and Kaiden think that Lynn &amp; Lynda our their Grandparents also, so we took them with us . This is a picture of all of them plus Grandpa Lynn headed out side to catch some snipes. If you look real close you will see that they have toothpaste on there faces, snipes like the smell of toothpaste so this will help them to find the snipes easier. Did they have any luck catching the snipes? You'll have to ask them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-3186030160518015489?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/3186030160518015489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=3186030160518015489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3186030160518015489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/3186030160518015489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-february-we-like-to-go-to-st.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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/_d5zJ08K4nhg/SKBxK0xcv8I/AAAAAAAAAJU/ZPZVXjhp8cs/s72-c/FSCN1110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395076838233710755.post-8467871188712141749</id><published>2008-08-03T08:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T15:42:28.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw this on Jake and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sariah's&lt;/span&gt; blog and thought this would be a good bucket list for me.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?&lt;br /&gt;To participate, just copy and paste in your own blog, and bold all of the things you have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Started your own blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Slept under the stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Played in a band&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Visited Hawaii&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Been to Disneyland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Climbed a mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Held a praying mantis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Sang a solo&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;Visited Paris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child&lt;br /&gt;16. Had food poisoning&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;strong&gt;Grown your own vegetables&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;br /&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;strong&gt;Had a pillow fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Hitch hiked&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;strong&gt;Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;Built a snow fort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping&lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;strong&gt;Run a Marathon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;strong&gt;Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;strong&gt;Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hit a home run&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;strong&gt;Been on a cruise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;strong&gt;Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;strong&gt;Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;strong&gt;Seen an Amish community&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language&lt;br /&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;br /&gt;38. &lt;strong&gt;Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;40. &lt;strong&gt;Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Sung karaoke&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;strong&gt;Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. &lt;strong&gt;Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;45. &lt;strong&gt;Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. &lt;strong&gt;Been transported in an ambulance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Had your portrait painted&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;strong&gt;Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;br /&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;br /&gt;52. &lt;strong&gt;Kissed in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;strong&gt;Played in the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. &lt;strong&gt;Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;57. &lt;strong&gt;Started a business&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;br /&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;br /&gt;61. &lt;strong&gt;Sold Girl Scout Cookies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. &lt;strong&gt;Gone whale watching&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. &lt;strong&gt;Got flowers for no reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;br /&gt;67. &lt;strong&gt;Bounced a check&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;br /&gt;70. &lt;strong&gt;Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. &lt;strong&gt;Eaten Caviar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. &lt;strong&gt;Pieced a quilt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. &lt;strong&gt;Stood in Times Square&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired from a job&lt;br /&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London, &lt;strong&gt;No but I have in    Washington DC &amp;amp; The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dominican &lt;/span&gt;Republic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;77. &lt;strong&gt;Broken a bone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. &lt;strong&gt;Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. &lt;strong&gt;Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. &lt;strong&gt;Published a book I make my own cook book and give it to family and friends those that count?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. &lt;strong&gt;Visited the Vatican&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. &lt;strong&gt;Bought a brand new car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;84. &lt;strong&gt;Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Read the entire Bible&lt;br /&gt;86. &lt;strong&gt;Visited the White House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;br /&gt;88. Had chickenpox&lt;br /&gt;89. Saved someone’s life&lt;br /&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;91. &lt;strong&gt;Met someone famous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Joined a book club&lt;br /&gt;93. &lt;strong&gt;Lost a loved one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. &lt;strong&gt;Had a baby &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. &lt;strong&gt;Seen the Alamo in person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;br /&gt;97. &lt;strong&gt;Been involved in a law suit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. &lt;strong&gt;Owned a cell phone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. &lt;strong&gt;Been stung by a bee &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Seen Mount Rushmore in person&lt;br /&gt;101. &lt;strong&gt;Learned to play an instrument&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it. I've done 55 out of 101 I guess I need to stick around for awhile so I can finish the list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395076838233710755-8467871188712141749?l=jjohnston1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/feeds/8467871188712141749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6395076838233710755&amp;postID=8467871188712141749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8467871188712141749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395076838233710755/posts/default/8467871188712141749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjohnston1.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-saw-this-on-jake-and-sariahs-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505126278985729468</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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
