<?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-4417725206431414222</id><updated>2012-02-19T19:03:39.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Andersons</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-7941381979395261837</id><published>2011-06-14T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T18:35:00.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>they aren't sending monkeys into space anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My little Sydney turned 3 months last week, its strange to me that 3 short months ago I had never met her, now that she is here it feels like there was never a time when she wasn't. Jacob and I are so happy to have this beautiful little girl in our lives and having her here feels so natural. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The things Sydney loves to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she loves to sleep! (Mommy loves that Sydney loves to sleep)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she loves to talk, I cant believe how much she has to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she loves to suck her hand, she is hilarious when she goes after it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she loves to yell at the toys that hang above her on her play mat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she loves to snuggle with her mommy and daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(Mommy and Sydney at Logans preschool graduation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Fja03D_4Ds/TfIy0um0AdI/AAAAAAAAAPA/GEev6iWKLEM/s1600/P1000909.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Fja03D_4Ds/TfIy0um0AdI/AAAAAAAAAPA/GEev6iWKLEM/s320/P1000909.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616607566729839058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                             &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; (Daddy and his smiley girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDN2fx4I8NI/TfFO7myZB8I/AAAAAAAAAOw/f0cx35kVpKE/s320/P1000852.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616356996238870466" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On sat Jacob celebrated his 28th birthday and we went out on our first real date since before Sydney was born, we went to the movies for free since we had some passes, then we picked up a box of free doughnuts from Krispy kream, then we went out to dinner with a gift card for $20 and a coupon for $5 off a purchase of $25 or more and awesome aunt Elspeth babysat for free too so our whole date cost $9!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to get a summer job to make ends meet, I work at Sunsplash in their new summer camp program, its such a great program for kids during the summer. you can do a half day or a whole day, you can pay for a week or just drop the kids off last min. The coolest part (to me) is that in the morning they open the park to the kids to play before the general public is allowed in so the kids can go down slides over and over again and play in pools all they want, plus they can do laser tag and/or mini golf while they are there, and while they are inside they have arcade games that are free so the kids can play them nonstop! They provide 2 snacks and lunch during the day, they have tons of games, computers for the kids to use and lots of space to play, it is freakin awesome! This week alone I will be working at 3 different places. Its going to be a little crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(sydney and Elliott, they are one day apart and buds!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-914U0rR0VlE/TfFQMy8Ig3I/AAAAAAAAAO4/l6Ij0Y39cbY/s1600/P1000940.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-914U0rR0VlE/TfFQMy8Ig3I/AAAAAAAAAO4/l6Ij0Y39cbY/s320/P1000940.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616358391070360434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brittany Herron and I have decided we are going to have a weekly mommy date, I am super excited to have a day to spend time socializing with my old friends once a week and hope we keep up on it, so if there are any mommys out there that want to join call or text me and we will all have a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-7941381979395261837?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/7941381979395261837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=7941381979395261837' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7941381979395261837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7941381979395261837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-little-sydney-turned-3-months-last.html' title='they aren&apos;t sending monkeys into space anymore'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Fja03D_4Ds/TfIy0um0AdI/AAAAAAAAAPA/GEev6iWKLEM/s72-c/P1000909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-5861863708720826383</id><published>2010-11-03T14:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T14:44:47.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-5861863708720826383?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/5861863708720826383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=5861863708720826383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/5861863708720826383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/5861863708720826383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-4582009823592195373</id><published>2010-10-19T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T17:56:36.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why its great to be overweight!</title><content type='html'>We live in a word where &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; we (mostly women) are judged by pounds and I often see people fall into a sort of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;despair&lt;/span&gt; when they start to see the numbers go up on the scale. I admit that even I get a little depressed too, but then I pick &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; up and remember why its great to be overweight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #1 of why its great to be overweight! when I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sluurp&lt;/span&gt; down that Dr. Pepper or have that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;piece&lt;/span&gt; of cake I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; feel guilty, just like I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; feel guilty eating a chicken &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brest&lt;/span&gt; with some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;celery&lt;/span&gt;. Food &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; just fuel, its a joy of life, so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #2 of why its great to be over weight! I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; waste my time complaining about how fat I look, I am overweight! I know how I look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #3 of why its great to be overweight! extra pounds &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; make me less! they make me more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pure and simple truth is my value &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; go down based on the number the scale says, or the size of my jeans! I am a daughter of my Heavenly Father and he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; think less of me based on my weight, so often I hear people &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;obsessing&lt;/span&gt; over weight and not in that "I can do it! I can lose it!" kind of way, they do it in " &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; fat, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; ugly, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; worthless" kind of way. Somehow women have got it in their heads that if they gain weight they are no longer desirable, well today my scale said 194.8 and I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have any doubt that I AM LOVED! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not judged on how good I look in a mini skirt, I know that people like me for the person I am. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;forget&lt;/span&gt;, a long time ago I would have been considered a Greek goddess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW! go look in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mirror&lt;/span&gt; and remind yourself that you are beautiful, and that you are loved, and thank the Lord for your amazing body! Then go enjoy a desert!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-4582009823592195373?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/4582009823592195373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=4582009823592195373' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4582009823592195373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4582009823592195373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-its-great-to-be-overweight.html' title='Why its great to be overweight!'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-7947370798636539192</id><published>2010-09-11T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T12:43:24.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 11th</title><content type='html'>Every year I take a few minutes to remember what happened on 9/11, I remember what I watched on TV and how I felt. Before this post I spent some time looking at photos from that day, I talked to my family about how I felt. I hope every one takes some time to today for the people that died for the people that gave their lives and for the country we love, NEVER FORGET!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/TIvVXXCuG6I/AAAAAAAAANM/rmG9La6f8TY/s1600/911+liberty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/TIvVXXCuG6I/AAAAAAAAANM/rmG9La6f8TY/s320/911+liberty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515736765944437666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/TIvVP0oykTI/AAAAAAAAANE/dT9poeSARIM/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/TIvVP0oykTI/AAAAAAAAANE/dT9poeSARIM/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515736636449788210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/TIvVPdruHCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/4t2riKWNEqI/s1600/images-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/TIvVPdruHCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/4t2riKWNEqI/s320/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515736630288063522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-7947370798636539192?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/7947370798636539192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=7947370798636539192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7947370798636539192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7947370798636539192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2010/09/september-11th.html' title='September 11th'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/TIvVXXCuG6I/AAAAAAAAANM/rmG9La6f8TY/s72-c/911+liberty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-1895067446221143686</id><published>2010-08-31T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T17:14:24.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Madziso haana hurombo” Translated, “The eyes know no poverty.”</title><content type='html'>I have a new love!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/TH2UeQORcvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/72X1nYlpCnc/s1600/window+shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511724766443172594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/TH2UeQORcvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/72X1nYlpCnc/s320/window+shopping.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Window shopping and day dreaming.  I am finding that I actually enjoy going to a store, looking at all there stuff and walking out with noting in my hands. Today I went to Hobby Lobby and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even bring my purse in so that way I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be tempted. This may not be fun for everyone though, but for me I feel like I get to go out and shop, I get to day dream about where I would put this or that, and when I window shop I fit into a size six :) and the only thing I had to pay for was the gas that got me there. Yesterday I was watching a church video that said we should ignore the urges of the world that tell us we need instant &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gratification&lt;/span&gt;, I need to remember that being able to afford food is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; blessing that people all over the world &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have. So I will happily look and not spend, I will have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pleasant&lt;/span&gt; day dream about something and walk away then I will walk out of the store guilt free having not spent one cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like window shopping I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;urge&lt;/span&gt; you to find a new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;appreciation&lt;/span&gt; for it. :)&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/4417725206431414222-1895067446221143686?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/1895067446221143686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=1895067446221143686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/1895067446221143686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/1895067446221143686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2010/08/madziso-haana-hurombo-translated-eyes.html' title='“Madziso haana hurombo” Translated, “The eyes know no poverty.”'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/TH2UeQORcvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/72X1nYlpCnc/s72-c/window+shopping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-3821801560947239936</id><published>2010-08-27T16:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T17:12:05.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I am puttting it out there!</title><content type='html'>Ok so this months post is about the new and exciting adventures Jacob and I are about to undertake. By the 9th of next month Jacob and I will be moved into a home, at the moment it is still kind of a dump but by the end of the month it will be a lovely little home to raise a family in and speaking of family I am 12 weeks into starting it! Thats right im 12 weeks pregnant today!!!! We are so excited about taking these big steps! I cant wate to take some pictures of the house so that everyone can see it. I might need my friend Kylie to come over and give me some decorating tips because I dont know what im going to do with all that space.&lt;br /&gt;I am actually thinking of opening my home a few mornings and evenings for babysitting, I really want to give moms (or dads) the chance to go to the grocery store , to a dr.'s appt, or the temple, maybe even a movie without children. I'm thinking I would keep the cost fairly low since I'm beginning to learn that in the economy that your more likely to get business if you offer something for less. I will post more about it once I work out all the kinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what iv been feeling these last 12 weeks:&lt;br /&gt;excitement&lt;br /&gt;exhaustion&lt;br /&gt;hunger&lt;br /&gt;nausea&lt;br /&gt;pure joy&lt;br /&gt;gassy&lt;br /&gt;pinched nerves&lt;br /&gt;cramping&lt;br /&gt;and lots of pressure in my abdomen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-3821801560947239936?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/3821801560947239936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=3821801560947239936' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/3821801560947239936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/3821801560947239936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-i-am-puttting-it-out-there.html' title='So I am puttting it out there!'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-725616508249541030</id><published>2010-07-24T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T17:54:21.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing new</title><content type='html'>I know that I haven't blogged in a really long time, I feel like my life isn't exciting enough to waste my time writing a blog about it. I will keep this blog simple and short and just give a small update about our summer so far, early in the summer Jacob and I went to Snowflake and had a fantastic time, Jacob loved getting away and would not stop talking about moving there (it will never happen) it was nice to get away and we really enjoyed our short stay. Thank you Smiths for letting us use your cabin!&lt;div&gt;In June I drove up to Utah with B to go to Jessica's wedding, I was her maid of honor and was so flattered that she asked me to play such a big role in her wedding. I got to spend a lot of time with my old friend Mallory and kind of reconnect it was fun to find out what was going on in her life. Jessica was absolutely radiant! Her hair and makeup were perfect and the dress was so lovely, I had a hard time not crying as she walked down the isle, I think Jordan was in awe of her. Because I was the maid of honor I was able to give a speech and I'd like to hope that Jessica and Jordan were really moved by it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my birthday on the 5th of July but I didn't do anything because Jacob was sick we stayed home all day and I catered to him, oh! we did get to spend the morning going to urgent care! what a fun day! I did get an early present that thrilled me though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 6th of July I flew to CA to work/play with the family I nanny for. I went from  115 degree weather to 60 degree weather, it was so lovely! I played at the beach, took lots of lovely walks and enjoyed my time with my nanny family. My boss absolutely spoiled me and paid for all of my food, a manni and petti, and invited me to be in family pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of really exciting things happened so far this summer but one of those things by far is Jacob and I will be moving into a house next month! its a 2 story 3 bedroom 2 1/2 bath, we are going to be renting it from my mom and her partner, we cant stop talking about it! we have so many ideas for it! Now all my out of town friends ( who never come over anyway) will have somewhere to stay and i'll have a place for my sewing projects! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that is whats happening so far! i'll try and be better and post at least once a month from now on, and i'll keep you updated on the house and our move in date!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-725616508249541030?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/725616508249541030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=725616508249541030' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/725616508249541030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/725616508249541030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2010/07/nothing-new.html' title='nothing new'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-7076451523677981939</id><published>2010-04-11T21:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:34:22.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S8KhaGMR5jI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ETlk7iOmxy8/s1600/bandl+closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S8KhaGMR5jI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ETlk7iOmxy8/s320/bandl+closeup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459103168037250610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy 2nd Anniversary Jacob! The last two years have been the happiest of my life thanks to 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/4417725206431414222-7076451523677981939?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/7076451523677981939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=7076451523677981939' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7076451523677981939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7076451523677981939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2010/04/two-years.html' title='Two Years'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S8KhaGMR5jI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ETlk7iOmxy8/s72-c/bandl+closeup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-7207272198458103561</id><published>2010-04-06T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:56:13.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart my new couch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like many young couples Jacob and I have hand-me-down furniture, I honestly don't mind one little bit. Its cheap or free, but used furniture is just that, USED and usually reaching the end of its life cycle if someone is just giving it to you for free. Well our couch was reaching the end of its life cycle, it was a big leather sectional that had belonged to my grandparents and was at least 15/20 years old. well that couch had a rip in the seat so big that I could fit my foot through it, so I started searching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;craigslist&lt;/span&gt;, I found one that night asking $75 for this little lovely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S7wLN-tfXBI/AAAAAAAAAMA/KlgpKZjumYs/s1600/P1000516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S7wLN-tfXBI/AAAAAAAAAMA/KlgpKZjumYs/s320/P1000516.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457249183266200594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S7wLDhfV_RI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Z5S22D9S3zk/s1600/P1000515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S7wLDhfV_RI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Z5S22D9S3zk/s320/P1000515.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457249003623546130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It had been originally posted for closer to $300 but she was moving and as the time drew closer to the moving date the price moved down and down until last week Jacob and I picked it up for $50! I took it to my parents garage and steam cleaned it (twice, b/c it really needed it!) now its sitting in our living room being loved by us! It is so beautiful and comfortable! both sides recline (which Jacob loves!) and the couch is one solid peace, which means no cushions coming off (which I love). I do want to say fair well to our old couch, it was comfortable and provided seating for all of our guests and for all of our crap! good bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S7wJAqwpfcI/AAAAAAAAALw/NTRr3pXtMng/s1600/P1000380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S7wJAqwpfcI/AAAAAAAAALw/NTRr3pXtMng/s320/P1000380.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457246755549183426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-7207272198458103561?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/7207272198458103561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=7207272198458103561' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7207272198458103561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7207272198458103561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-heart-my-new-couch.html' title='I heart my new couch!'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S7wLN-tfXBI/AAAAAAAAAMA/KlgpKZjumYs/s72-c/P1000516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-1544657586391441465</id><published>2010-03-18T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T15:00:53.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just wanted to blog to let everyone know what's going on with me. I got the last week off and was able  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;to hang&lt;/span&gt; out for 9 straight days, it was so wonderful that I considered quitting my job and doing nothing for a living, but instead I interviewed for a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; job and was hired on! I will be working with a family who have a 15 month old down &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;syndrome&lt;/span&gt; daughter. I am actually pretty excited to spend time with a sweet little girl, with a sweet little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;spirit&lt;/span&gt; and who &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; have a sassy little mouth. In all honesty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; actually really excited to have a little extra income every month.&lt;br /&gt;This week is Jacob's spring break so he has been spending his mornings sleeping in, playing video games, and talking about how he may never go back to school (he will be back next Mon.).&lt;br /&gt;recently I was called to be a teacher in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Relief Society&lt;/span&gt; and will be teaching for the first time on Sunday, I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; Nervous! I have been sick all week and have gotten almost nothing accomplished on my lesson, so i think Sunday's lesson is going to be pretty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;awful&lt;/span&gt;! Please wish me luck that I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; tank.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-1544657586391441465?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/1544657586391441465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=1544657586391441465' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/1544657586391441465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/1544657586391441465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-wanted-to-blog-to-let-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-4256808861910352483</id><published>2010-02-03T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T17:45:56.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I never Blog</title><content type='html'>Jacob and I were "borrowing" the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; for the last several months, it was a wonderful time full of downloads and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;browsing&lt;/span&gt;, now we no longer enjoy our free &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;connection&lt;/span&gt; to the web so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; we get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; back I will be Blogging even more infrequently then I already was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-4256808861910352483?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/4256808861910352483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=4256808861910352483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4256808861910352483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4256808861910352483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-i-never-blog.html' title='Why I never Blog'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-4666314870532843090</id><published>2009-12-11T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T11:14:43.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM LOSEING MY MIND, ITS CHRISTMAS TIME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ITS CHRISTMAS TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Which is the most wonderful time of the year and i'll fight any one who says otherwise! I have my tree up, I am about 50% done with my shopping I just need to finish cleaning and decorating and finish all of my sewing projects and I will be ready for a beautiful Christmas!&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SyKMT9N6TjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/qeeCN4y_UU4/s320/P1000476.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414043976531070514" /&gt;Also if anyone is interested I make and sell these apples, they can be used as heating pads or as ice packs and a set of 3 is $10, they are a perfect gift for children because they can be used as a toy and for first aid they are also a great gift for teachers since they are in the shape of apples and once again they can be used for first aid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SyKMUZeFg1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/ZH3f3SSWN8M/s320/P1000470.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414043984115106642" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SyKMU-IedqI/AAAAAAAAAKc/NGTotq6NnAk/s320/P1000468.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414043993956578978" /&gt;I also make these Catch-all Baskets, this one has a cute vintage look but I can make it just about any size or shape.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SyKMVQoGTbI/AAAAAAAAAKk/e5gdheWQMeg/s1600-h/P1000475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SyKMVQoGTbI/AAAAAAAAAKk/e5gdheWQMeg/s320/P1000475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414043998921051570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-4666314870532843090?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/4666314870532843090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=4666314870532843090' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4666314870532843090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4666314870532843090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-loseing-my-mind-its-christmas-time.html' title='I AM LOSEING MY MIND, ITS CHRISTMAS TIME!'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SyKMT9N6TjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/qeeCN4y_UU4/s72-c/P1000476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-9137682593177306846</id><published>2009-10-31T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T20:54:41.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Su0GQx1yejI/AAAAAAAAAJU/CjnyUcaF0oA/s1600-h/P1000449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Su0GQx1yejI/AAAAAAAAAJU/CjnyUcaF0oA/s320/P1000449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398978413613709874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A HAPPY AND SAFE HALLOWEEN, DO AS THE CHALK BOARD SAYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-9137682593177306846?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/9137682593177306846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=9137682593177306846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/9137682593177306846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/9137682593177306846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Su0GQx1yejI/AAAAAAAAAJU/CjnyUcaF0oA/s72-c/P1000449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-3903373287987197268</id><published>2009-10-31T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T06:54:08.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anxiety and depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;Where to start? I suffer with both anxiety and depression, of the 2 I prefer anxiety and here is why: recently my mother Helen was talking the her brother Mark and he was telling her that his son wan missing classes and his excuse for this was fear, nervousness, and an ill feeling. My uncle said he thought his son was just being lazy (I may be misquoting) but one thing my mom said was for sure is that my uncle thought it was a load of crap. Helen was quick to tell him that I had been suffering with anxiety for years and in fact it is very real and can be very serious, once he had been informed that it is likely to be genetic and that a close blood relative suffered with the same thing he was more open to the reality that this might be genuine, so he asked Helen how I treated it (medically) Helen answered back that I treat it with good self esteem and nothing else!  This answer in this day and age I feel is mostly unheard of for several reasons, we live in a time where we are lucky enough to have helpful medications that help keep our minds and bodies on track if we are consistent and willing to put in a little effort, or a less positive outlook is that we live in a society that says "It's not your fault" you are not responsible for your actions and feelings so you are free to do whatever you like. let me give a brief description of anxiety for anyone who has no idea what it feels like, its feeling physically sick, its fear in your mind and down in the pit of your stomach its stress with or without a cause. Have you ever had a test you didn't study for, or a job interview that was extremely important and felt any or all of these things? My friend once told me that his brother-in-law would have serious anxiety before every football game. Now imagine having those sick nasty stressful feelings about going to work, about going to church, about Thursday, about ANYTHING! Most people understand this feeling because they have felt parts of it before, but I have it all the time! Over nothing. In fact I have it now, but the difference between me and most is what I choose to do with this feeling, and I choose to do absolutely nothing. I do not let this feeling rule me, I HAVE to be responsible I CAN NOT sit at home all day and ignore my responsibilities &lt;/span&gt;because I don’t feel good, I know what I'm dealing with so I deal with it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;Depression can be a lot like anxiety for me because it happens suddenly and often without cause, I don’t hate being depressed because it happens rarely and I feel strongly that in order to understand what it's really like to be happy and kind you have to understand what it's like to be truly and genuinely sad and unkind. A few years ago I was living in Utah and going to a small school called LDSBC at one point I started having some pretty serious depression so I spent a lot of time alone and stopped being my friendly outgoing self. For some reason this really bugged my roommates, in their defense I had let depression get to me and it was winning out over school and cleaning and everything else. So finally my roommate decided she'd had it with me and wanted to know what my problem was, I told her I was just sad so she asked me why and I answered honestly that I didn’t know why, that answer was NOT ok so she pressed me and pressed me for a reason that I did not have saying that I couldn’t be sad without a reason, I asked her if it was possible to be happy without a reason and of course her answer was yes, my answer would have been yes, I'm happy all the time without a reason, but this time I was sad without a reason and she did not approve which made me even more depressed. Being sad is not what I dislike so much, although I choose to be happy most of the time I'm okay with being sad. What I dislike about it is that I give myself a free pass to be mean, I tell myself it's okay, but I know it's not and it makes my heart even more sad then it was. At the moment I'm having a little depression, all I wanted to do all day was lay down, I just needed to lay down and sleep so when I finally got my chance to do that very thing of course all I could do was lie awake with my mind buzzing and listen to Jacobs passive aggressive snoring. UGG! I QUIT!! How's that for a positive outlook. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-3903373287987197268?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/3903373287987197268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=3903373287987197268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/3903373287987197268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/3903373287987197268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/10/anxiety-and-depression.html' title='anxiety and depression'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-1224063415244430226</id><published>2009-10-27T21:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:28:16.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HAVE TO! I DON'T WANNA!</title><content type='html'>I love a clean home, but I HATE CLEANING!!!!!! Let me just put that out there before I write this blog. Any one that knows me or has known me since high school knows what a disaster I'm willing to live in if it means avoiding cleaning. But now that I'm a nanny/house keeper, a married woman and I live in my own place it means I clean and CLEAN AND &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;CLEAN AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;CLEAN!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It feels like its all I do and I know its only going to get worse. I need to take some kind of course on how to clean and organize and how to keep it that way FOREVER! Or I need to hire a maid of my own! Elizabeth! Jessica! wont you please come clean and organize for me! or my mommy! I guess what makes me crazy is I clean everyday, but my house is never clean! how does that work? I dont know when the last time I made my bed was! this is stressful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-1224063415244430226?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/1224063415244430226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=1224063415244430226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/1224063415244430226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/1224063415244430226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-you-i-hate-you-i-have-to-i-dont.html' title='I LOVE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HAVE TO! I DON&apos;T WANNA!'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-9204420044714001768</id><published>2009-10-18T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:42:27.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Stalker</title><content type='html'>I think I have a problem! I cant even tell you how much time I spend flipping though new and different Blogs envying the cuteness of others and coveting their ideas! I want the money and space they have to do all their amazing crafts. So if you know of a blog you think I just have to see post a comment so I can continue my stalking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-9204420044714001768?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/9204420044714001768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=9204420044714001768' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/9204420044714001768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/9204420044714001768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-stalker.html' title='Blog Stalker'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-5633434642440154065</id><published>2009-09-27T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T09:57:43.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vote on my new style!</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody! go to &lt;a href="http://kaddysdrama.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://kaddysdrama.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and pick my new DO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-5633434642440154065?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/5633434642440154065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=5633434642440154065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/5633434642440154065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/5633434642440154065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/09/vote-on-my-new-style.html' title='vote on my new style!'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-1304110941144890531</id><published>2009-09-26T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:11:49.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand bags</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 3pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:130%;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: 800;"&gt;My mother has been telling me not to put my purse on her counter tops as long as I can remember, Now that I live away from her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; glad she taught me that lesson because i rarely set my purse on my own counter. One thing I have never done is set my purse on a bathroom floor! It horrifies me when ever I see a purse on a bathroom floor, but its even more horrifying when its a brand name, like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LV&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Burberry&lt;/span&gt; or a Coach, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; people know better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 3pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:130%;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 3pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:130%;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 3pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red; "&gt;HANDBAGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 3pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "&gt;Have &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;you ever noticed girls who set their handbags on public toilet floors, then go directly to their dining tables and set it on the table? Happens a lot!&lt;br /&gt;It's not always the 'restaurant food' that causes stomach distress. Sometimes 'what you don't know &lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hurt you'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on................&lt;br /&gt;Mom got so upset when guests came in the door and plopped their handbags down on the counter where she was cooking or setting up food. She always said that handbags are really dirty, because of where they have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something just about every woman carries with them. While we may know what's inside our handbags, do you have any idea what's on the outside? Women carry handbags everywhere; from the office to public toilets to the floor of the car. Most women won't be caught without their handbags, but did you ever stop to think about where your handbag goes during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I drive a school bus, so my handbag has been on the floor of the bus a lot,' says one woman. On the floor of my car, and in toilets.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I put my handbag in grocery shopping carts and on the floor of the toilet,' says another woman 'and of course in my home which should be clean.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to find out if handbags harbor a lot of bacteria... We learned how to test them at Nelson Laboratories in Salt Lake, and then we set out to test the average woman's handbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most women told us they didn't stop to think about what was on the bottom of their handbag. Most said at home they usually set their handbags on top of kitchen tables and counters where food is prepared.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the ladies we talked to told us they wouldn't be surprised if their handbags were at least a little bit dirty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 3pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red; "&gt;It turns out handbags are so surprisingly dirty, even the microbiologist who tested them was shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Microbiologist Amy Karen of Nelson Labs says nearly all of the handbags tested were not only high in bacteria, but high in harmful kinds of bacteria....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pseudomonas&lt;/span&gt; can cause eye infections&lt;br /&gt;Staphylococcus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aurous&lt;/span&gt; can cause serious skin infections&lt;br /&gt;And salmonella and e-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;coli&lt;/span&gt; found on the handbags could make people very sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one sampling, four of five handbags tested positive for salmonella, and that's not the worst of it. 'There is fecal contamination on the handbags' says Amy. Leather or vinyl handbags tended to be cleaner than cloth handbags, and lifestyle seemed to play a role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with kids tended to have dirtier handbags than those without, with one exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The handbag of one single woman who frequented nightclubs had one of the worst &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;contamination's&lt;/span&gt; of all. 'Some type of feces, or possibly vomit' says Amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; "&gt;So the moral of this story is that your handbag won't kill you, but it does have the potential to make you very sick if you keep it on places where you eat. Use hooks to hang your handbag at home and in toilets, and don't put it on your desk, a restaurant table, or on your kitchen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;counter top&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experts say you should think of your handbag the same way you would a pair of shoes. 'If you think about putting a pair of shoes on your counter tops, that's the same thing you're doing when you put your handbag on the counter tops.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your handbag has gone where individuals before you have walked, sat, sneezed, coughed, spat, urinated, emptied bowels, etc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want to bring that home with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The microbiologists at Nelson also said cleaning a handbag will help. Wash cloth handbags and use leather cleaner to clean the bottom of leather handbags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-1304110941144890531?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/1304110941144890531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=1304110941144890531' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/1304110941144890531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/1304110941144890531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/09/hand-bags.html' title='Hand bags'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-7930470482190834642</id><published>2009-09-11T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:25:33.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre; "&gt;   Eight years ago today. I was a Sr. in high school getting ready for school, as I was walking into  my loft area my younger brother Adam ran up the stares and told me that a plane had flown into  the twin towers, obviously I was a little confused so I casually walked down stairs to see what  he was talking about. I saw it for the first time one building on fire and shock and sadness hit,  I like many assumed that this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pilot&lt;/span&gt; had lost control or gotten confused and ran into a tall  building, but a few moments later another plane crashed into the second tower. I sat there  watching in horror as both buildings fell down, as another plain crashed into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pentagon&lt;/span&gt; and  another into a wooded area. During and after the attack I sobbed for the broken families, 3  buildings full of innocent people, 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;plains&lt;/span&gt; full of innocent passengers, and a world full of  people whose lives and history had been changed forever. Last year I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;promised&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; that I would  not let another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sep&lt;/span&gt;. 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; go unnoticed. I will NEVER forget! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-7930470482190834642?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/7930470482190834642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=7930470482190834642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7930470482190834642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7930470482190834642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/09/eight-years-ago-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-2783145039045631427</id><published>2009-09-05T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T23:34:17.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We gave blood today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SqNTmbQiBCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/obgJpu9Gm3A/s1600-h/RedCrossCloseUp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SqNTmbQiBCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/obgJpu9Gm3A/s320/RedCrossCloseUp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378234299627734050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Jacob and I gave blood, the last time we did it I just woke up and gave blood. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; eat in advance and I maybe had one cup of water before we got there, I gave all of my blood and walked out the door feeling great! That was NOT the case today! Before Jacob and I went to donate we went out for a nice lunch and I drank a lot of water. I felt fine sitting in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reclining&lt;/span&gt; chair squeezing my PVC pipe but the second I got out of that chair I felt a little dizzy, I walked over to get my free cookies but felt like I was going to &lt;div&gt;A: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Throw&lt;/span&gt; up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B: Pass out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or C: fall over from spinning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dizziness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plus I was very hot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I could think about on the way to a chair was HURRY and sit down so you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; pass out in a puddle of your own vomit, I was lucky and i made it there on time, but I am also unlucky b/c they said all those side &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;effects&lt;/span&gt; would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dissipate&lt;/span&gt; in about 15 min but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; them, oh and the arm they took the blood from still really hurts. I am still dizzy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nauseous&lt;/span&gt; from time to time. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; dizzy right now, so I am going to end this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-2783145039045631427?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/2783145039045631427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=2783145039045631427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/2783145039045631427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/2783145039045631427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-gave-blood-today.html' title='We gave blood today'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SqNTmbQiBCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/obgJpu9Gm3A/s72-c/RedCrossCloseUp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-7363533611337411206</id><published>2009-09-04T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:58:55.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SqH-DkEX-vI/AAAAAAAAAIk/W8wbvFL4drY/s1600-h/love+bench.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SqH-DkEX-vI/AAAAAAAAAIk/W8wbvFL4drY/s400/love+bench.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377858767232170738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that Jacob has started school I spend a lot of time sitting quietly while he does his homework, I really want him to do well so I try not to distract him to much. I'll do things like clean the house, read my scriptures, work out, or sleep, but tonight I dont want to do any of the stuff so i'll blog. I am just so proud of him right now! he is such a good provider. He works a full time job pays the bills, is takeing 7 credits worth of classes and still makes the time to be the best husband ever. Sometimes I feel guilty that I'm not doing as much as him but he never makes me feel bad about it, he's always happy to her about my low key days, he's never upset when our house is a mess or when I forget to do his laundry. I love him so much! I guess the least I can do is be quiet and stay out of his way while he does his homework, and I know I'm the whole reason hes doing it anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-7363533611337411206?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/7363533611337411206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=7363533611337411206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7363533611337411206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7363533611337411206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/09/homework-time.html' title='Homework Time'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SqH-DkEX-vI/AAAAAAAAAIk/W8wbvFL4drY/s72-c/love+bench.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-3771172543156683800</id><published>2009-08-31T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T12:55:27.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob loves pillows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpwotTuP9-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/7ltP3_rWXJs/s1600-h/P1000379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpwotTuP9-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/7ltP3_rWXJs/s320/P1000379.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376216814027012066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob has this weird need to put a pillow over his belly when ever he sits down, its slightly strange so it does bother me a little. Today he took it kind of far and surrounded himself with pillows. What is he hideing from? Its a good thing I love him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-3771172543156683800?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/3771172543156683800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=3771172543156683800' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/3771172543156683800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/3771172543156683800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/08/jacob-loves-pillows.html' title='Jacob loves pillows'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpwotTuP9-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/7ltP3_rWXJs/s72-c/P1000379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-5608793459173041873</id><published>2009-08-28T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:23:55.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of everything</title><content type='html'>This is my 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday, I let Jacob buy me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; balloon and it made me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;exteremely&lt;/span&gt; happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Spi1O-1VETI/AAAAAAAAAH0/bfdwDj8-_lo/s1600-h/8-14-2009-039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Spi1O-1VETI/AAAAAAAAAH0/bfdwDj8-_lo/s320/8-14-2009-039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375245424256160050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Victoria bought me this beautiful cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpiyYuMuo8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/owvvrNE-JhE/s1600-h/8-14-2009-019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpiyYuMuo8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/owvvrNE-JhE/s320/8-14-2009-019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375242293054710722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are my 2 home made Birthday treats. These Rice k&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rispis&lt;/span&gt; treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpiyX1JjNDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/iRqCJbhOx7U/s1600-h/8-14-2009-031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpiyX1JjNDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/iRqCJbhOx7U/s320/8-14-2009-031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375242277740557362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my nightmare of a cake! it tasted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;awful&lt;/span&gt;!!!! plus it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;completly&lt;/span&gt; j&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;immy&lt;/span&gt; rigged! we had no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;candles&lt;/span&gt; so my mom put a cup cake wrapper in the corner and called it a "party hat" and my dad scribbled happy birthday in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;caramel&lt;/span&gt; ice cream topper. worst cake ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpiyXOZVe2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/hoZrLueYGzw/s1600-h/8-14-2009-051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpiyXOZVe2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/hoZrLueYGzw/s320/8-14-2009-051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375242267337784162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snowflake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpiyWSEG5ZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/iACqusDUmeQ/s1600-h/8-14-2009-004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpiyWSEG5ZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/iACqusDUmeQ/s320/8-14-2009-004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375242251142620562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpiyV66vHLI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fAQIf2NSGik/s1600-h/8-14-2009-005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpiyV66vHLI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fAQIf2NSGik/s320/8-14-2009-005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375242244929297586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob loves beads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Spf2gknjg7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/SIcU90C_aI0/s1600-h/8-14-2009-011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Spf2gknjg7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/SIcU90C_aI0/s320/8-14-2009-011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375035719735804850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Spf2gGkyKqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/0m21T-XwP5s/s1600-h/8-14-2009-010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Spf2gGkyKqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/0m21T-XwP5s/s320/8-14-2009-010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375035711671118498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Spf2fkfvUbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qpiAN-N3xOo/s1600-h/8-14-2009-017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Spf2fkfvUbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qpiAN-N3xOo/s320/8-14-2009-017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375035702523154866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Spf2fchxwXI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6HA3CpQhG9o/s1600-h/8-14-2009-018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Spf2fchxwXI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6HA3CpQhG9o/s320/8-14-2009-018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375035700384219506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Spf2ejKmUaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/jM22306wx84/s1600-h/8-14-2009-013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Spf2ejKmUaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/jM22306wx84/s320/8-14-2009-013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375035684986180002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In Utah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpfyLoa421I/AAAAAAAAAGU/oedEeUFUpJA/s1600-h/P1000370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpfyLoa421I/AAAAAAAAAGU/oedEeUFUpJA/s320/P1000370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375030961932655442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpfxkwMP_JI/AAAAAAAAAGM/60cKICTygrU/s1600-h/P1000369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpfxkwMP_JI/AAAAAAAAAGM/60cKICTygrU/s320/P1000369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375030294003842194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Spfw-CHsAVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Cz2fCMolYT0/s1600-h/P1000355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Spfw-CHsAVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Cz2fCMolYT0/s320/P1000355.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375029628801646930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpfwZYl1HHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Xnpw9tP4zfk/s1600-h/P1000377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SpfwZYl1HHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Xnpw9tP4zfk/s320/P1000377.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375028999178493042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-5608793459173041873?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/5608793459173041873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=5608793459173041873' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/5608793459173041873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/5608793459173041873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-bit-of-everything.html' title='A little bit of everything'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Spi1O-1VETI/AAAAAAAAAH0/bfdwDj8-_lo/s72-c/8-14-2009-039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-4012234751999441254</id><published>2009-07-20T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T13:33:12.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreaming of the beach</title><content type='html'>There has been a lot going on, and every time something happens I think to myself I should blog about that, but whenever I sit down in front of the computer I have a new distraction. this week my parents are going to Newport Beach to visit some friends that live there and they are bringing Logan with them, I was planning on going with them but after talking to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jacob&lt;/span&gt; I realized that I need to stay here to earn some extra money. Its killing me that &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; been on vacation in so long! All I could think about for a while was how nice it would be to go to the beach and have some sun on my face and some sand in my crack, but we need the money and I have gotten so fat that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; afraid &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; might be mistaken for a beached wale plus I really need to be waxed before some parts of my body go on display. Oh well! there is always next summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-4012234751999441254?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/4012234751999441254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=4012234751999441254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4012234751999441254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4012234751999441254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/07/dreaming-of-beach.html' title='dreaming of the beach'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-1306559671914248605</id><published>2009-07-08T16:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:19:45.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bounce House</title><content type='html'>Since my mom has 6 extra people living in her house (Joseph, my brother Dawn, his annoying wife Vincent, Destinee, their 2 kids, dawns father, who is creepy and gross, and Logan)she makes excuses to leave the house, always bringing Logan along. Usually we hit up the local malls and just chill at the play area and then grab some chow in the food court, but today my mom decided that she wanted to go to a bounce house she recently found, its located in the same shopping center as the Cinamark. You only have to pay for the kids but you can climb into everything with them. Talk about a workout, between the bouncing chasing and laughing im sore all over! I just couldn’t believe how fun running and jumping could be, its been so long since I had fun doing eather of those things. Anyone who wants to come with me let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-1306559671914248605?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/1306559671914248605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=1306559671914248605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/1306559671914248605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/1306559671914248605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/07/bounce-house.html' title='The Bounce House'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-5349229978011715551</id><published>2009-07-04T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T08:40:17.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU AMERICA!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk93rYOJ3fI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GlosXWfk_WY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354630069086707186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk93rYOJ3fI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GlosXWfk_WY/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk93l7F-_EI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-rXMTFCLxa4/s1600-h/american_flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354629975368465474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk93l7F-_EI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-rXMTFCLxa4/s320/american_flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk93fbl_mXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qvHaf8fxHRU/s1600-h/virtual-world-for-kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354629863833573746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk93fbl_mXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qvHaf8fxHRU/s320/virtual-world-for-kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk93UCKSE9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/xfHWLpIQw5s/s1600-h/god-bless-america.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354629668027896786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk93UCKSE9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/xfHWLpIQw5s/s320/god-bless-america.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk93OMYp3kI/AAAAAAAAAD4/X_s7hRAppZs/s1600-h/Fourth_of_July.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354629567693315650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk93OMYp3kI/AAAAAAAAAD4/X_s7hRAppZs/s320/Fourth_of_July.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk93Gtbj4MI/AAAAAAAAADw/0Ac5UW72yv8/s1600-h/fourth_of_july.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354629439124922562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk93Gtbj4MI/AAAAAAAAADw/0Ac5UW72yv8/s320/fourth_of_july.gif" 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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk9200OAbTI/AAAAAAAAADo/QdgoJGuU4nk/s1600-h/362px-Fourth_of_July_fireworks_behind_the_Washington_Monument%252C_1986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354629131709476146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk9200OAbTI/AAAAAAAAADo/QdgoJGuU4nk/s320/362px-Fourth_of_July_fireworks_behind_the_Washington_Monument%252C_1986.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk92vcd0tyI/AAAAAAAAADg/HisxI_5vT5E/s1600-h/6a00d8341f703553ef00e553a2cab58834-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354629039434020642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk92vcd0tyI/AAAAAAAAADg/HisxI_5vT5E/s320/6a00d8341f703553ef00e553a2cab58834-800wi.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk92mUbjP8I/AAAAAAAAADY/8Zg8wqdcBAs/s1600-h/4th_july_graphics_09.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354628882658181058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk92mUbjP8I/AAAAAAAAADY/8Zg8wqdcBAs/s320/4th_july_graphics_09.gif" 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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk92gYtAyGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/S_FsbPLlr2w/s1600-h/dptz00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354628780725946466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk92gYtAyGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/S_FsbPLlr2w/s320/dptz00.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk92Zk0hIZI/AAAAAAAAADI/H2rZK9lEMSo/s1600-h/8265-002-56-1062.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354628663719567762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk92Zk0hIZI/AAAAAAAAADI/H2rZK9lEMSo/s320/8265-002-56-1062.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA, AND KADDY! YOU LUCKY GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/4417725206431414222-5349229978011715551?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/5349229978011715551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=5349229978011715551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/5349229978011715551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/5349229978011715551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-you-america.html' title='I LOVE YOU AMERICA!!!!'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/Sk93rYOJ3fI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GlosXWfk_WY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-5103733251911149040</id><published>2009-06-30T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:48:34.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I could hardly sleep Thurs night knowing that Jessica was coming into town the very next day, and that she would be sleeping on my couch in my living room! I had to work all day but when she finally arrived I thought my heart could sing. We had such a great time together, first we went to Tia Rosas which was delicious! Then we just ended up at my house and Jessica and I went to bed early.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a blast, it was nonstop business! I had such a great time, I got a little shopping done and we got to see the new little member of the Tingy family and give her some gifts. Dinner was a blast, even though it was freakin hot! It was so fun to see everyone! After that we went swimming, we all just relaxed and swam around in the cool water. Jessica ended up getting really sick and going home early, which was a total bummer for everyone. I could hardly sleep Thurs night knowing that Jessica was coming into town the very next day, and that she would be sleeping on my couch in my living room! I had to work all day but when she finally arrived I thought my heart could sing. We had such a great time together, first we went to Tia Rosas which was delicious! Then we just ended up at my house and Jessica and I went to bed early.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a blast, it was nonstop business! I had such a great time, I got a little shopping done and we got to see the new little member of the Tingy family and give her some gifts. Dinner was a blast, even though it was freakin hot! It was so fun to see everyone! After that we went swimming, we all just relaxed and swam around in the cool water. Jessica ended up getting really sick and going home early, which was a total bummer for everyone. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SkrOKJi4xXI/AAAAAAAAACY/F-8gjS8PcmI/s1600-h/P1000257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353317780839515506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SkrOKJi4xXI/AAAAAAAAACY/F-8gjS8PcmI/s320/P1000257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SkrOJyj6d9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/xbtpDCqg9Us/s1600-h/P1000256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353317774669805522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SkrOJyj6d9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/xbtpDCqg9Us/s320/P1000256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday we took Logan over to my in-laws, he was really good and had such a good time, they love him over there, I swear everywhere that kid goes he is treated like a rock star. He is friggin adorable though so I can’t blame anyone.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SkrKrzGNFGI/AAAAAAAAACI/djr9UowXjc4/s1600-h/P1000252.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353313960882672738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SkrKrzGNFGI/AAAAAAAAACI/djr9UowXjc4/s320/P1000252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SkrKrYGlH8I/AAAAAAAAACA/cdlOqkzhd6Y/s1600-h/P1000228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353313953636491202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SkrKrYGlH8I/AAAAAAAAACA/cdlOqkzhd6Y/s320/P1000228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SkrKq403rkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kgKvSBWHk18/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353313945240710722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SkrKq403rkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kgKvSBWHk18/s320/mail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-5103733251911149040?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/5103733251911149040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=5103733251911149040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/5103733251911149040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/5103733251911149040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-could-hardly-sleep-thurs-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SkrOKJi4xXI/AAAAAAAAACY/F-8gjS8PcmI/s72-c/P1000257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-7990850391116122931</id><published>2009-06-23T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:16:42.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brithday's!</title><content type='html'>Any one that knows me knows I love birthdays and holidays, but unike most people and birthdays I dont just love my own birthday, I love everyones birthday, I have a special song I sing to all the people I love, some of these people enjoy the loud attention and others would prefer I keep it down. I'm just excited for the coming weeks, I'm excited for my birthday (even though it means I'll be in my late 20's) I am excited to have a day all for me! I am also excited for the 4th of July, its my favorite holiday! I love America, I love our beautiful flag, I love our freedom, I love our founding fathers! I love it all and I always will! I am looking forward to and excited for (as always) the celebration of our Independence day! To remember what it is all about, to remember that the lord made this country great! I hope there are a few people left in this country like me, a few people with pride in their homeland and a sense of Patriotism, no matter what Jack Ass holds the title of "President".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                          I LOVE AMERICA!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AND BIRTHDAYS :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-7990850391116122931?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/7990850391116122931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=7990850391116122931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7990850391116122931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7990850391116122931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/06/brithdays.html' title='Brithday&apos;s!'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-2788295678444527475</id><published>2009-06-20T21:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:36:30.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>A lot has happened these last few months, way too many things to try and recap so I am just going to start fresh. These last several days I have been very ill, I don’t know what I have and how long it will be until I will feel better again ( I hope it will be soon ).&lt;br /&gt; Jacobs younger brother returned home this week from his mission; it was so exciting to meet him for the first time. Jacob and I have been married for over a year and I feel that I have a great relationship with his family, him and I tease a lot about how they love him more but they like me better, the truth of it is though, they aren’t quick to welcome new comers into their family, I think that’s normal though. I was nervous that he wouldn’t like me, that he wouldn’t feel quick to welcome me and that he would feel like I was an outsider. The honest truth is that he didn’t react really at all to my being there. I’m taking that as a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;Kaddy was in town yesterday, we hung out most the day before we headed to B’s house for girls night, we watched ”He’s just not that into you” pausing it here and there to interject on what was going on in the plot. We were mostly just silly girls though. Dustin had a mandate all set up, they went to see “year one” but since they drove separately they ended up not being able to find each other in the theater, Jacob sat up top while Dustin sat near the front. Sadly due to that fact I think the spark of bromance went out before it even had a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-2788295678444527475?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/2788295678444527475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=2788295678444527475' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/2788295678444527475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/2788295678444527475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-4138176722516098871</id><published>2009-02-01T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:52:11.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#?</title><content type='html'>Jacob and I have been so busy recently, we have a lot to do and very little time to do it all in. 2 weeks ago my parents took Logan to Utah with them on a trip, from what I was told he had an absolutely fantastic time! Logan also gained several new fans, including the whole Scorsby clan,and my uncle Bob who has already suggested making a visit to az in the near future specifically to see Logan. My poor mom, she goes and goes and goes w/ that kid and she rarely gets a rest. Jacob and &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; had a great time that week, we were able to do all those things we had been putting off and it felt wonderful to sleep in and spend time with Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its strange how quickly everything can turn around, Jacob and I had planned on spending a nice little weekend together, we woke up on sat. morning and headed out to grab breakfast, we brought it home and right as we were about to sit down to eat my mom called me, she asked me to come over to her house right away, she told me that she needed me to watch Logan b/c my dad had just gotten in a really bad accident. I guess what happened was that while he was traveling in the bike lane a van turned right in front of him, he had a little bit of time to break, so luckily he slowed down a little but not enough, he ended up crashing into them and his head and body broke out the passenger side window,this knocked him out and when he came to they called my mom.&lt;br /&gt;he broke his jaw but they didn't have to wire it shut, they attached a permanent plate to it, he has a lot of cuts and bruises, his left hand looks like a rubber glove blown up because its so swollen, but over all he is ok, well he will be ok. he is alive and that is the most important thing.&lt;br /&gt;I have been on major emotional overload! and I'm sick to boot.  I just want all my loved ones to know how much i care about them b/c everything can change in an instant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-4138176722516098871?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/4138176722516098871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=4138176722516098871' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4138176722516098871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4138176722516098871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='#?'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-8751526879860290838</id><published>2008-11-28T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T18:58:58.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY LATE THANKSGIVING TO ALL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I had a wonderful thanksgiving this year, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jacob's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;family was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;out of town&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; we spent it with my family and the food was delicious! i hope everyone else had the same! things have been pretty good w/ Jacob and I, money is tight and we are both working almost all the time, but we are finding ways &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;to be&lt;/span&gt; close and we are still madly in love. I work 8am-6pm almost daily and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jacob&lt;/span&gt; works from 4pm-12:30am so we never really see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; on the weekdays and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; in the evenings, its hard and i miss him all the time, but thanks to our hard work i am proud to say that we have been able to pay off all of his dept within 5 months! i am excited for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;, all the decorations and family, i love to holiday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;spirit&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-8751526879860290838?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/8751526879860290838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=8751526879860290838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/8751526879860290838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/8751526879860290838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2008/11/13.html' title='#13'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-7446123396316040741</id><published>2008-10-25T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:40:56.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#12</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I admit it! I'm  bad blogger! I know this blog wont makeup for me lameness but hopefully some people will forgive me. Jessica is in town this week, she is such a crap starter! its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;, poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kaddy&lt;/span&gt; she just sits quietly and puts up w/ it. Last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;night we&lt;/span&gt; went out to dinner then started a fire and tonight we went to like 5 different places and rocked out in the car, OH and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tried&lt;/span&gt; do scare &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dizzle&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bizzle&lt;/span&gt; but it was a no go, all in all its  been a great weekend so far!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-7446123396316040741?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/7446123396316040741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=7446123396316040741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7446123396316040741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/7446123396316040741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2008/10/12.html' title='#12'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-152734445945846241</id><published>2008-09-27T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:00:28.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My 8 obsessions.....8 things that I am passionate about... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. Jacob Anderson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2.  My family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. My friendships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. My religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. Makeup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7. Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8. Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8 words or phrases I use often... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. Jacob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2.  No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3.  We'll see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4.  I have no money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. I can't breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7. Thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8.  Please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6 things I want to do before I die... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. Have a baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. No longer be dependent on my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. Go on a shopping spree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. See all the awesome chicks I know fall in love get married and make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;families&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. Buy my own home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. maintain a healthy diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8 things I have learned from my past.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; cry over spilt milk, sometimes crying helps; like when you need &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; from a teacher or a sales person or if you just need an emotional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;release&lt;/span&gt;, but most of the time its a waste of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. Be careful who you trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. Give people the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;benefit&lt;/span&gt; of the doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. It's worth waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. I wish I had liked myself better in my teens, I was a really amazing person and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even know it b/c I was to busy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hating&lt;/span&gt; myself, I think I would have been a better person and I would have expected more out of myself if I had only known just how great I was. I cant change that now but I just want people to know that now there are days I look in the mirror and love everything about the person I see and except her for all her faults, I can even do that looking at myself naked :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; lie, its not worth it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7. Any one can change if they really want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8. Parents are weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8 places I would love to go or see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. New &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Zealand&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2.  4 Corners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3.  New York City &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. Spain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. The future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Aspen&lt;/span&gt; Grove w/ my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8 things I currently need or want... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. My husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. Money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. A maid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. No debt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. less stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;perscriptin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7. Money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8. To lose 20 pounds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-152734445945846241?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/152734445945846241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=152734445945846241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/152734445945846241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/152734445945846241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2008/09/11.html' title='#11'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-69013214360822590</id><published>2008-09-18T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:21:18.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#10</title><content type='html'>Today is my sisters birthday. I hope it was a really nice birthday for her.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever notice that when one thing falls apart, everything falls apart! Today Jacob called me and told me that his school un enrolled his from his class for a day late payment, then 15 min later he called me and told me that his computer was dead, like broken dead, then Larry tells me that he has to take the computer he was going to let us use back. oh well! like my mom says crying doesnt fix anything, so i wont. life has been so on and off, good then bad good then bad! its nice to have supportive friends and family! and at least i get to sleep in everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-69013214360822590?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/69013214360822590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=69013214360822590' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/69013214360822590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/69013214360822590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2008/09/10.html' title='#10'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-2657170826473522591</id><published>2008-09-14T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T18:18:04.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Today in church I realized that September 11th passed me by and I didn’t even accolade it. Jacob asked me what the big deal was, I looked at him in disbelief and told him that I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;feel very strongly about the 11th average people became heroes that day, children lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;parents, wife’s lost husbands, husbands lost wife’s, parents lost children and the list &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;goes on. afterwards we all stood together as Americans, not democrats or republicans, not blacks or whites. But brothers and sister who had just faced a terrible blow! The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;world changed that day, b/c of September 11th so much has changed. I never want to become desensitized to what happened on that day, I never want a September to pass&lt;/span&gt; when I don’t think of it and at least acknowledge  that it happened. i cried for those people! I cry for those people still! I LOVE &lt;st1:country-region style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;AMERICA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; AND I ALWAYS WILL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-2657170826473522591?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/2657170826473522591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=2657170826473522591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/2657170826473522591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/2657170826473522591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-in-church-i-realized-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-921577890921457806</id><published>2008-09-07T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:24:55.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#8</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jacob and I had a hard time getting out the door for church today, not b/c its so early in the morning (we had been going to 8:30 church and this week our ward started @ 11.) it was b/c I was having an emotional time, anyone who knows what’s going on w/ my family right now might understand, I woke up to a text from my brother in law and that put me in a foul mood w/ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jacob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for some reason. I was being mean and nasty!  But after my shower I dried my hair and wondered out to the kitchen where I had gotten another text from my brother in law, this one had a different effect then the first; I walked over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jacob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the couch, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wrapped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; myself in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;blanket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and broke down into tears! I cried for at least 15 min and told Jacob all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt; that had been in my mind but to painful to talk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; then. Jacob did what any good husband would do, he held me close and told me he loved me. I just kind of feel a little overwhelmed and hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jacob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I got a calling in our ward today, we are now primary workers, for at least the next 5 months, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; excited, and I like kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-921577890921457806?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/921577890921457806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=921577890921457806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/921577890921457806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/921577890921457806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2008/09/8.html' title='#8'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-8430274080814812883</id><published>2008-09-06T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:32:58.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I feel like I really haven't had a moment to myself over the last 2 weeks, last week Andrea was in London so my mom and I were looking after Logan, and to add to that Joseph was in town w/ his wife and wonderfully rambunctious children. Logan was such a good boy and I loved meeting my sweet niece and nephew! Vincent and me became fast buddies. On Mon me and my mom took them to superstition mall so they could ride on the merry-go-round, then my mom took them shopping for a winter wardrobe and they got some great stuff! Then the day before they left I got a call @ my apt from my sister-in-law Dawn asking if there was anyway I could come over, apparently he lost  a little blue balloon  and he was so sad! he started crying and  saying "I want Aunt Rachel!" yeah he won a place in my heart big time with that. Destinee was also cute and sweet, they called her Ducky for a nick name b/c she walked like a duck. After they left we thought all was well and that we would get back to life as usual but my family came to find out that Andrea is leaving on an extended vacation and leaving Larry and Logan here w/ us so now everyone is needing to reschedule their life's to meet Logan's needs and i will continue to have limited to no time to myself! anyway Logan is yelling at me so i better post this quick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-8430274080814812883?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/8430274080814812883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=8430274080814812883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/8430274080814812883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/8430274080814812883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2008/09/7.html' title='#7'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-639501069953352674</id><published>2008-08-26T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T14:35:20.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I cant believe its only tuesday! This week is going to be soooo long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; All my friends have situations going on in their lives and its so interesting to see how much we have grown, we went from having all this teenage drama to having adult problems, Jessica and i are both struggling w/ money, and Kaddy and B are struggling in their love life's. over all i'm really happy for Jessica right now though, she seems really happy in her relationship, the whole time she was here she didn't stop talking about Jordan. I talked to B for hours yesterday, we talked about what she wants in her life and what id like to see for her, we talked about her love life and mine. it was great, I love everything about that chick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Andrea leaves for London today, and she basically said she wouldn't compensate me, so i'm going to do service and hope that the lord will bless me for it. Its hard to think that a mother could leave her child for 5 days and just think we should watch him out of love but I will, b/c i have nothing to gain from being as stubborn as her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yesterday Jacob and I spent the evening at his parents house, I guess i spend so much time at my parents house that I never think about being home sick, but i can tell that jacob was missing the house he grew up in and his family. He was in such a good mood just hanging out over there. i love to see him happy. Its important to me when all the people i love are happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-639501069953352674?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/639501069953352674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=639501069953352674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/639501069953352674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/639501069953352674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2008/08/6.html' title='#6'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-1726527353316394145</id><published>2008-08-25T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T12:27:44.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SLMHk22e4fI/AAAAAAAAAAo/TAP1lhPvyiQ/s1600-h/logan+bumbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SLMHk22e4fI/AAAAAAAAAAo/TAP1lhPvyiQ/s320/logan+bumbo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238539121342734834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I have big news today! &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Logan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; started walking! He looks like a little monkey w/ his arms in the air and he’s so proud of himself, so he’s talking and smiling and laughing. I cant get enough of him! He is amazing!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had a whole girls weekend, it was great. Jessica and my cousin Caitlyn were in town, so I was able to spend a lot of time in the pool sun bathing and I was also able to go skinny dipping. I saw sex and the city and see all the girls again after it had been so long! Sat night/ sun morning I went home and couldn’t stop talking I wasn’t even pausing between words, Jacob just kept laughing at me cause I wouldn’t shut up! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-1726527353316394145?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/1726527353316394145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=1726527353316394145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/1726527353316394145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/1726527353316394145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2008/08/5.html' title='#5'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SLMHk22e4fI/AAAAAAAAAAo/TAP1lhPvyiQ/s72-c/logan+bumbo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-4595138167045522787</id><published>2008-08-12T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:34:03.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was so excited about my boys being back in school, stupid me! thinking that once school was back in they would go back to their old selves I was so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WRONG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;they were good yesterday but C was quick to throw a fit today when he didn't get his way. AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! The only bright side is that this making him stay in his room till he writes a certain amount of sentences thing is starting to work fairly well, today's sentence was, I C. will earn the things I want by using my good manners and my kind words. Dillons bad attitude isn't much better. I think V knows that her inconstancy is so bad for them so she was hard core about the idea of me sticking to my word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    GIRLS NIGHT OUT!!!!!! Oh my goodness! so since Jacob doesn't get home till midnight its nice to keep myself entertained w/ family and friends but for like the last month the only people I have really spent time w/ is Jacob and my family. It was so nice to see the girls and talk about what is going on in their lives! Kaddy was super cool and chatty the way she only is w/ good friends plus she was in a super good mood since her loser roommate had just moved out, and B had just come from Dustin's house (of course) and me and Kaddy tried to convince her to start a blog called "Whats going on w/ B and Dustin now". I'm really curious all the time, are they together are they just friends? are they on speaking terms? are they in love? are they in like? are they in hate? WHATS GOING ON?!?!?! I guess that's my big question, but I know its over all none of my business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    Im getting really excited for Jessica to come visit! its going to be nice for everyone to get together. oh if anyone is looking for a babysitting job in Scottsdale let me know b/c i know someone who is looking for a nanny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-4595138167045522787?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/4595138167045522787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=4595138167045522787' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4595138167045522787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4595138167045522787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2008/08/4.html' title='#4'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-4447497911801254931</id><published>2008-08-10T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:33:59.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;So my ward likes to introduce all the new couples by asking them to give a talk in church, so today was the Anderson's turn, I can honestly say i don't love speaking in church, I'm sure its more of a benefit to me then the people I spoke to. Jacob only took about 15 min putting his talk together , it took me like 3 days! It went well and I was happy to be the first speaker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;    HURRAY! tomorrow is the first day of school so i'll be back to my normal schedule @ work, and the house is almost done being remodeled so i wont have people talking to me all the time and keeping me from getting stuff done. I also think that the boys will be warn out and more relaxed. If I were to make a thankful list I think "the start of the new school year" would be on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;    I want to be more spontaneous! maybe I can talk someone into going to the grand canyon w/ me, if you want to come let me know, maybe we could even ride a burro. I trimmed like 3 inches off my hair and I still have split ends, if anyone knows a good product or an ancient Indian cure for split ends please share your info cause I NEED it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-4447497911801254931?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/4447497911801254931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=4447497911801254931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4447497911801254931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4447497911801254931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2008/08/3.html' title='#3'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-299591272458657960</id><published>2008-08-08T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T10:19:39.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;yesterday may have been one of the wost days iv ever had at my job. Connor has been acting horribly and treating everyone around him poorly. he turned 9 and i think he automatically became a teenager, hes been rude and flat out mean to his mom, brother, and me. Im not going to recap the whole story of yesterday for several reasons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. it would take to long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. I wont be able to get over it if i keep rehashing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;and 3. iv already told the story to several people and its starting to get old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;its just been a long stressful week and i don't know how Jessica did it on a regular basis b/c im telling you all i can think about is the weekend. I'm going to sit on my butt, eat till I cant breath and cheer for America while i watch the Olympics.  i usually spend every sat doing a re clean of my apt so i can stand to be in it w/ out feeling like I'm going to die from the stress of my hectic mess and Victoria's hectic life. its just way to much for a completely unorganized person like me!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;im so excite to spend time w/ Jacob! ugg! week end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417725206431414222-299591272458657960?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/299591272458657960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=299591272458657960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/299591272458657960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/299591272458657960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2008/08/yesterday-may-have-been-one-of-wost.html' title='#2'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417725206431414222.post-4480642802060611279</id><published>2008-08-06T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T18:19:22.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SJpJznNpVcI/AAAAAAAAAAg/k7Hamm7ztvc/s1600-h/Picture+203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231575068192626114" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SJpJznNpVcI/AAAAAAAAAAg/k7Hamm7ztvc/s320/Picture+203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So I have given into the hype of a blog, I’m not really sure I have all that much to talk about but hey I can blabber like nobody’s business.&lt;br /&gt;Jacob started a new job this week, he works 3:30 pm to 12am and this is the boys last week before school starts so they are out of camp this week, needless to say Jacob and I will be seeing very little of each other all week L, for example, Today I will be working 12 hours and its not so bad considering the boys are being good, but I’ll end up overnighting and I wont see Jacob till Fri. I hate being away from him for to long, when I was in tx I was so lonely w/ out him. I know it sounds lame, as if im not independent but iv done the whole alone thing and I much prefer the whole together thing. Honestly I think i'm in love. Getting married has been the best thing iv ever done. I have fun all the time and I’m never alone, I have never been so happy or felt so loved.&lt;br /&gt;Its my bosses Birthday next week, if anyone has any ideas on what to get&lt;/span&gt; her let me know b/c the woman has literally everything!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I have 4 more official hours of work then I get to sleep in a bunk bed! Hurray for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/4417725206431414222-4480642802060611279?l=nutsnboltz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/feeds/4480642802060611279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417725206431414222&amp;postID=4480642802060611279' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4480642802060611279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417725206431414222/posts/default/4480642802060611279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutsnboltz.blogspot.com/2008/08/1.html' title='# 1'/><author><name>Rachel and Jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808345743916447189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/S5fD5z24AGI/AAAAAAAAALI/U3SLvcOj9FQ/S220/wedding+stuff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3PebMxfjXl0/SJpJznNpVcI/AAAAAAAAAAg/k7Hamm7ztvc/s72-c/Picture+203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
