<?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-1714207468668982756</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:20:39.491-07:00</updated><category term='/'/><title type='text'>Stacey marries Rob</title><subtitle type='html'>Is there life after wedding planning?  We think so!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-1991181482743262380</id><published>2011-06-01T08:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T08:13:01.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Henry Yorke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Gotta go see the little guy - but here's a picture! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igyY5h3ORAQ/TeZWwRCaoeI/AAAAAAAAEKk/jpWfV-bX0Qo/s1600/Henry.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igyY5h3ORAQ/TeZWwRCaoeI/AAAAAAAAEKk/jpWfV-bX0Qo/s320/Henry.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613269372771148258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Henry Yorke Miller&lt;div&gt;May 29, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9:14 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 pounds 2 ounces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18 1/2 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-1991181482743262380?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/1991181482743262380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=1991181482743262380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/1991181482743262380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/1991181482743262380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2011/06/henry-yorke.html' title='Henry Yorke'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igyY5h3ORAQ/TeZWwRCaoeI/AAAAAAAAEKk/jpWfV-bX0Qo/s72-c/Henry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-436921599195791829</id><published>2011-05-02T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T17:50:10.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>Baby's due June 1st.  We may actually update this blog again if we get any comments.  I make no promises...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-436921599195791829?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/436921599195791829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=436921599195791829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/436921599195791829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/436921599195791829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2011/05/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-6561139940298883002</id><published>2010-01-09T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T12:50:26.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bearded Man</title><content type='html'>Rachel - you asked for it! So, here he is:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/S0jryoSkUvI/AAAAAAAAEEc/gPtdhMI6F3s/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/S0jryoSkUvI/AAAAAAAAEEc/gPtdhMI6F3s/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424845006209045234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I blame this all on Russ!  However, I was under the impression it was going to last until Christmas.  I'm crossing my fingers that it comes off while we're in AZ next weekend...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-6561139940298883002?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6561139940298883002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=6561139940298883002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/6561139940298883002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/6561139940298883002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2010/01/bearded-man.html' title='Bearded Man'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/S0jryoSkUvI/AAAAAAAAEEc/gPtdhMI6F3s/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-5990513646472406268</id><published>2010-01-09T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T12:48:51.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-399cdb8f531f6083" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D399cdb8f531f6083%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329936302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7DE8E190B58A4402540CC00D2A7792CA4984942F.74451E1ADB1F87A1FDC969D34AB2BBF36570C5EE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D399cdb8f531f6083%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkNLYuulPe7qP_9Rg5DPr4IYZK8c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D399cdb8f531f6083%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329936302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7DE8E190B58A4402540CC00D2A7792CA4984942F.74451E1ADB1F87A1FDC969D34AB2BBF36570C5EE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D399cdb8f531f6083%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkNLYuulPe7qP_9Rg5DPr4IYZK8c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got a bit of snow Thursday and Friday.  The dogs take to it a little bit differently.  Boomer likes to run in it and eat as much as he can.  For Buddy, it's just another day and he's there to get business done (pun intended!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-5990513646472406268?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/5990513646472406268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=5990513646472406268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/5990513646472406268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/5990513646472406268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-dogs.html' title='Snow Dogs'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-2225404115537166540</id><published>2009-12-24T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T20:40:28.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackhawks, part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This week we headed out to the United Center for our third Hawks game of the season.  Unfortunately, Rob &amp;amp; I are no longer witnesses to  only Blackhawk wins as San Jose got the best of them.  And to make things worse, even though we arrived 45 minutes early, we weren't one of the first 10,000 fans -  so no Blackhawk Santa Hat for us.....  However, we were plenty early to hear the National Anthem.  It's an experience like nothing else - below is the video, but we're not too impressed with the quality of the iPhone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cb1f55ade700ac80" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcb1f55ade700ac80%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329936302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6ED12627EE64E21F0BEA55BFAF8430D4D84E5782.7083667722F45883DDFF606BF6FF23DCD96C9A0B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcb1f55ade700ac80%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPtieLhrGl2w6wsiBgoTFLvliAOk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcb1f55ade700ac80%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329936302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6ED12627EE64E21F0BEA55BFAF8430D4D84E5782.7083667722F45883DDFF606BF6FF23DCD96C9A0B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcb1f55ade700ac80%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPtieLhrGl2w6wsiBgoTFLvliAOk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1714207468668982756-2225404115537166540?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/2225404115537166540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=2225404115537166540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/2225404115537166540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/2225404115537166540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/12/blackhawks-part-3.html' title='Blackhawks, part 3'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-1314838261691482339</id><published>2009-12-20T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T17:19:06.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/Sy7K6BCk7bI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/NVNtzKnEhaY/s1600-h/IMG_3905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/Sy7K6BCk7bI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/NVNtzKnEhaY/s320/IMG_3905.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417490499833753010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since last year I was not feeling Christmas spirit after my company's holiday party and we didn't decorate our silver little tree, this year we decided to go get a real one!  I wasn't too keen on putting a living thing in my living room, but Rob convinced me and I do say, it does look quite nice!  I hadn't had a real tree since I was probably about 8 years old.  Of course there are some down sides of waiting a week before Christmas to decorate - the stores are all sold out of lights.  Rob searched high and low looking for a couple of strands of white lights.  He found a "double roll" of 400 lights total and thought it was way too much, but was tired of going from store to store.  However, apparently he had never seen my mom decorate a Christmas Tree - you have to start at the bottom and put lights on each branch -  in and out - and work your way to the top.  400 was no challenge for me!  Rob thought I was crazy, but we were at my parent's house this weekend and Mom had 950 lights on her tree.  I think I can beat that if we ever get a fake tree!  Anyways, I'm keeping my fingers crossed that the needles stay on the tree and off the floor.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/Sy7KwwSI9MI/AAAAAAAAEEI/If_LnDcapsQ/s1600-h/IMG_3904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/Sy7KwwSI9MI/AAAAAAAAEEI/If_LnDcapsQ/s320/IMG_3904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417490340716803266" /&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/1714207468668982756-1314838261691482339?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/1314838261691482339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=1314838261691482339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/1314838261691482339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/1314838261691482339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/Sy7K6BCk7bI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/NVNtzKnEhaY/s72-c/IMG_3905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-6715271624764108428</id><published>2009-12-15T19:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:41:41.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I did.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SyhWbp8rUhI/AAAAAAAAEDk/AUN8FlIRgOA/s1600-h/IMG_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SyhWbp8rUhI/AAAAAAAAEDk/AUN8FlIRgOA/s320/IMG_0149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415673585029829138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried to help the Huskers out by dressing up Buddy &amp;amp; Boomer up in a little Husker gear, but unfortunately time didn't run out quickly enough...  And yup, you're not seeing things, Rob really does have some extra warmth on his face.  We'll see how he looks by Christmas (which is fast approaching by the way!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-6715271624764108428?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6715271624764108428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=6715271624764108428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/6715271624764108428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/6715271624764108428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-i-did.html' title='Yes, I did.'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SyhWbp8rUhI/AAAAAAAAEDk/AUN8FlIRgOA/s72-c/IMG_0149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-989919985247586426</id><published>2009-12-07T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:31:06.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Real Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/Sx3IYmZnD8I/AAAAAAAAEDE/1L0E5PV2-pw/s1600-h/IMG_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/Sx3IYmZnD8I/AAAAAAAAEDE/1L0E5PV2-pw/s320/IMG_0164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412702652119584706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're supposed to get more starting tomorrow.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-989919985247586426?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/989919985247586426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=989919985247586426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/989919985247586426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/989919985247586426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-real-snow.html' title='First Real Snow!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/Sx3IYmZnD8I/AAAAAAAAEDE/1L0E5PV2-pw/s72-c/IMG_0164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-8495225755555234623</id><published>2009-11-22T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T08:01:02.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Month+</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In October we attended our annual Nebraska Huskers game.  Unfortunately to find 6 tickets together, Bob &amp;amp; Donna placed us right smack in the middle of the "Red Raiders" section (see dude's hat) with their flying guns.  I wish I could say that the awesome play by the home team made up for the close company, but the Huskers apparently didn't receive the memo regarding the game that day....  At least we got to hang out with Russ &amp;amp; Rachel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SwlY5Ki8KWI/AAAAAAAAECE/qQYSm9tCJ3c/s320/IMG_0062.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_5406950566741682530" /&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: left;"&gt;We caught our first Blackhawks game of the year in October as well.  The play was a bit more stellar then the Huskers and we dropped the Predators.  Rob got a tad annoyed with me when I suddenly realized that I'd actually met one of the Predators!  #20, Ryan Suter, is from Madison/Oregon.  And before he was making millions we had a mutual "friend."  I thought this was quite hysterical, but I don't think Rob was on the same page....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SwlZbj0M95I/AAAAAAAAECM/gHZ800XX0mI/s320/IMG_3800.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_5406951157640525714" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My newest niece, Kaylee Renee, was born on October 23rd!  A big girl, she weighed in at 9 pounds, 9 ounces.  I went up to Madison to see her in the hospital and came in handy as they were just about ready to be discharged.  She's quite the cuttie pie and definitely wont be starved for attention from her two brothers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SwlZgYX--1I/AAAAAAAAECU/elzgZ8fHh8U/s320/IMG_0075.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_5406951240468724562" /&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: left;"&gt;After spending a couple of days with 1-week old Kaylee, Tony and I headed up North to the cabin with Wyatt.  Dad had drove up a couple of days before with Derrick, cousin Dan, and his old pal Al Leonard.   We took the kids trick-or-treating in Minocqua on Saturday and then the rest of them had to head back South.  Tony &amp;amp; I stayed a couple more days with Wyatt and answered a lot of his questions and tried to keep him entertained with trips to the park, car rides, and my iPhone.  I think he may have liked the phone the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SwlZ0iRDTuI/AAAAAAAAECk/ToztKZl0D8s/s320/IMG_3849.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_5406951586721386210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;An original motion picture by Wyatt, the audio is priceless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f7cd12fa247613e0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df7cd12fa247613e0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329936302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D830544947C75FFA16A5D6E95D3DB3FA29ADFBE0D.4444DAD6DA2028400F04450BD552FBE9CECC94B9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df7cd12fa247613e0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjYfdtUA7eQLx-AOAQaBkK0vbJaA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df7cd12fa247613e0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329936302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D830544947C75FFA16A5D6E95D3DB3FA29ADFBE0D.4444DAD6DA2028400F04450BD552FBE9CECC94B9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df7cd12fa247613e0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjYfdtUA7eQLx-AOAQaBkK0vbJaA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On Wisconsin!  Last weekend, Rob and I went back up to Madison to watch the Badgers take on the Wolverines.  I'm not gonna lie, I was ready for a cold bitter day where once again the home team forgot to show up.  BUT, I was pleasantly surprised!  It was a beautiful day in November and we crushed them!   The Badgers played extremely well and we had a blast,  I think we'll have to include a Badger game every Fall too!  Rob even suggested we stay for the Fifth Quarter, and I have caught him singing "Varsity, Varsity" a few times in the last week....! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SwlZsItIZhI/AAAAAAAAECc/8IE30j9szCE/s320/IMG_3865.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_5406951442420885010" /&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-8495225755555234623?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/8495225755555234623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=8495225755555234623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/8495225755555234623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/8495225755555234623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-month.html' title='The Last Month+'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SwlY5Ki8KWI/AAAAAAAAECE/qQYSm9tCJ3c/s72-c/IMG_0062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-6853323950066048884</id><published>2009-10-11T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T09:31:22.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/StH_Aser1UI/AAAAAAAAD7k/PkdpFuOn1Us/s320/IMG_3795.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_5391370616344139074" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To celebrate the big occasion, we headed up to Coachman's for the night.  Mom had dropped off our complimentary cake from Craig's cake (we choose strawberry &amp;amp; cream cheese) and a bottle of champagne that I surprised Rob with.  After enjoying some cake &amp;amp; champagne (ok, the whole bottle), we headed over to the bar to relive the big day with some burgers and Spotted Cow.  We also threw in some cheese curds for good measure.  We had a fun time and even met some of the people who were there last year and were wittinesses to the shenanigans that went on at the bar throughout our reception....!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/StH_45sgsLI/AAAAAAAAD7s/z8hbsoTtly0/s320/IMG_3796.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_5391371581964464306" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good Times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-6853323950066048884?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6853323950066048884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=6853323950066048884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/6853323950066048884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/6853323950066048884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-year-down.html' title='One Year Down!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/StH_Aser1UI/AAAAAAAAD7k/PkdpFuOn1Us/s72-c/IMG_3795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-9009306947628744572</id><published>2009-09-26T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T06:37:21.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Trip to the Vet</title><content type='html'>We thought our Friday night was going to consist of cheering the Blackhawks on in their final home pre-season game.  But Boomer had other plans.  The dogs were finishing up their dinners and I was on the computer when I heard Boo making his infamous attempts at jumping up to try to get food off of the counter.   And then before I could go shoo him away, he yelped out in pain and then ran at me using only 3 legs.  When we got to the vet they found no broken legs, just some tissue damage around his knee.  They told us he was a perfect candidate for laser treatment (we're thinking $$$$), but if that means he'll be fine and no medication will be required, sure why not?  So Boomer got his first (and hopefully last) laser treatment while Rob tried to talk the nurse into using it a little on his own ankle.  And the good news is that Boo is back to himself and it only cost $45 (plus $66 for the ER office visit)!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully that'll be the last Vet trip for while....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-9009306947628744572?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/9009306947628744572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=9009306947628744572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/9009306947628744572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/9009306947628744572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-trip-to-vet.html' title='Another Trip to the Vet'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-8282425857436222256</id><published>2009-09-20T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T11:28:46.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nebraska, Virginia &amp; Wrigley!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rob &amp;amp; I took Boo &amp;amp; Budd to Nebraska for Labor Day to visit Bob &amp;amp; Donna.  We left Friday after work and made pretty decent time as we were there by 2:00 am!  It was a nice and relaxing weekend with the highlights being 18 holes of golf (36 for Bob &amp;amp; Rob), Husker football and my first trip to the casino!  The dogs decided it was more fun to travel if they were closer together....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SrZu6-bb3HI/AAAAAAAAD50/eBPecUryarg/s320/IMG_3659.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_5383612364037545074" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last weekend we flew out to Fairfax, Virginia to attend my friend Sarah's wedding.  Rob doesn't have much vacation time, so we left Saturday morning and were back home just over 24 hours later.  Sarah and Sean threw a great party and we had a fantastic time spending time with my girls from George Mason!  It made us want to jet-set to the East Coast more often....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SrZwSw75BgI/AAAAAAAAD58/1unU9N9JX2Q/s320/IMG_3688.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_5383613872244065794" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sean &amp;amp; Sarah&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: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SrZwzZa3-SI/AAAAAAAAD6E/KHC0trakTqs/s320/IMG_3701.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_5383614432867252514" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us&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&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SrZxJ5aod-I/AAAAAAAAD6M/hYNOsY125ZU/s320/IMG_3678.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_5383614819413293026" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Girls&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: left;"&gt;We've been trying to get out and do more "Chicago" stuff lately so yesterday we did a tour of the Friendly Confines.  We got to see the press box, home and away clubhouses &amp;amp; dugouts, go out on the field, and some other areas of Wrigley that we'd never been before.  Even though the Cubbies haven't been doing the best for the last few months, it was a great experience.  There's always next year....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SrZyM8L84mI/AAAAAAAAD6U/OOQO-qoRazs/s320/IMG_3766.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_5383615971208258146" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Len &amp;amp; Bob's Box&lt;/div&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;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SrZynN-tPdI/AAAAAAAAD6c/eKV9mRktzmA/s320/IMG_3767.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_5383616422661144018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;View from the Press Box&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;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SrZzAOn5MwI/AAAAAAAAD6k/PfoOYJIChZc/s320/IMG_3779.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_5383616852330623746" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cubbies Clubhouse&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;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SrZzayXgWPI/AAAAAAAAD6s/UJZknFH9NZA/s320/IMG_3783.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_5383617308602161394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us in the Dugout!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-8282425857436222256?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/8282425857436222256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=8282425857436222256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/8282425857436222256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/8282425857436222256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/09/nebraska-virginia-wrigley.html' title='Nebraska, Virginia &amp; Wrigley!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SrZu6-bb3HI/AAAAAAAAD50/eBPecUryarg/s72-c/IMG_3659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-3682685499086173435</id><published>2009-08-29T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T15:19:42.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're terrible Parents!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/Spml9Iua9kI/AAAAAAAAD5c/B6PA2P3Sdq0/s1600-h/IMG_3657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/Spml9Iua9kI/AAAAAAAAD5c/B6PA2P3Sdq0/s320/IMG_3657.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375510099976189506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice - in this picture Pepe looks very similar to the last picture we posted....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tommy the tomato hasn't grown much over the last 1+ month either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SpmmU9PQFnI/AAAAAAAAD5k/L-3Ts3ZI1mI/s1600-h/IMG_3658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SpmmU9PQFnI/AAAAAAAAD5k/L-3Ts3ZI1mI/s320/IMG_3658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375510509209523826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna tells us this is because the pots we've been trying to grow them in are too small yet.  We shall try again next year.  Good thing we're not practicing on humans...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-3682685499086173435?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/3682685499086173435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=3682685499086173435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/3682685499086173435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/3682685499086173435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/08/wer-terrible-parents.html' title='We&apos;re terrible Parents!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/Spml9Iua9kI/AAAAAAAAD5c/B6PA2P3Sdq0/s72-c/IMG_3657.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-9043697781519814269</id><published>2009-08-29T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T16:12:28.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Springfield, Puppies, &amp; Boston</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SpmfS3du-mI/AAAAAAAAD4c/7mveTPBsGNc/s1600-h/IMG_3577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SpmfS3du-mI/AAAAAAAAD4c/7mveTPBsGNc/s320/IMG_3577.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375502776718522978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob and I (along with the four-legged members of our family) traveled to far away Springfield, Illinois for the weekend a while back.  It was just a short trip, but so nice to get away at the same time.  We decided Springfield is kind of stuck in some place between it's past filled with Abraham Lincoln stories and it's present of nowhere-Illinois.  All in all, a good time was had visiting the new (and slightly Disney-esque) Lincoln Presidential Library &amp;amp; Museum, Lincoln grave sight, Old Springfield and Bennigans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/Spmf7DRy7gI/AAAAAAAAD4k/yqIbu18B638/s1600-h/IMG_3575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/Spmf7DRy7gI/AAAAAAAAD4k/yqIbu18B638/s320/IMG_3575.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375503467084443138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some new pictures of the Boo &amp;amp; Budd -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SpmgWVz0ymI/AAAAAAAAD4s/XNNca5pPr3w/s1600-h/IMG_3621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SpmgWVz0ymI/AAAAAAAAD4s/XNNca5pPr3w/s320/IMG_3621.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375503935915477602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SpmglqsNk3I/AAAAAAAAD40/9ULKUZ8Fa_8/s1600-h/IMG_3622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SpmglqsNk3I/AAAAAAAAD40/9ULKUZ8Fa_8/s320/IMG_3622.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375504199218729842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they look more innocent than they really are.  And in case any of you were thinking about getting a he-dog - don't!!!  Buddy had his own "male problem" this weekend - and now he's wearing a cone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, last weekend we were lucky enough to go out to the Boston area for Rob's friend Ryan's wedding.  Rob &amp;amp; Ryan knew each other from their time in Florida (oh the Florida winters!) and we flew out there for Ryan &amp;amp; Andrea's wedding.  Ryan was in our wedding and we loved Andrea immediately, so it was great to be able to be there for their awesome day.  A good time was had by all and we even got to see a little bit of Boston at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SpmieHh8IzI/AAAAAAAAD5M/CJyaDnH5qHc/s1600-h/IMG_3630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SpmieHh8IzI/AAAAAAAAD5M/CJyaDnH5qHc/s320/IMG_3630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375506268544574258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The grave of a great patriot &amp;amp; namesake of great beer as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SpmkJwTO40I/AAAAAAAAD5U/zm2QGzb7Q2M/s1600-h/IMG_3652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SpmkJwTO40I/AAAAAAAAD5U/zm2QGzb7Q2M/s320/IMG_3652.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375508117734744898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryan &amp;amp; Andrea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/Spmh4Bv06lI/AAAAAAAAD48/Hnko8ltHl7w/s1600-h/IMG_3630.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-9043697781519814269?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/9043697781519814269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=9043697781519814269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/9043697781519814269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/9043697781519814269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/08/springfield-puppies-boston.html' title='Springfield, Puppies, &amp; Boston'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SpmfS3du-mI/AAAAAAAAD4c/7mveTPBsGNc/s72-c/IMG_3577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-5418205095474919635</id><published>2009-07-12T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T18:40:57.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Viking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlqQeSmWJuI/AAAAAAAAD3I/yLtHyqKX5oU/s1600-h/brett-favre-minnesota-vikings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlqQeSmWJuI/AAAAAAAAD3I/yLtHyqKX5oU/s320/brett-favre-minnesota-vikings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357753556773775074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I have anything to say if this really happens....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-5418205095474919635?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/5418205095474919635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=5418205095474919635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/5418205095474919635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/5418205095474919635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/07/viking.html' title='A Viking?'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlqQeSmWJuI/AAAAAAAAD3I/yLtHyqKX5oU/s72-c/brett-favre-minnesota-vikings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-7436527753500018361</id><published>2009-07-12T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T18:36:40.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Gonna Be Parents!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlqO4B3LrII/AAAAAAAAD2w/XBotOoKuIj0/s1600-h/IMG_3547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlqO4B3LrII/AAAAAAAAD2w/XBotOoKuIj0/s320/IMG_3547.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357751799934332034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we'll call him Pepe the Pepper!  Rob &amp;amp; I are trying our hand at "gardening" this year.  We have one pepper plant and one tomato plant that are each in pots on our back porch.  Today we noticed that we have a little pepper growing!  No tomatoes yet.  We'll be happy with just a few considering the pot it's in is really just one of Mom's old Tupperware containers that's probably a bit to small for it.  We also have a couple of flowers pots back there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlqPnM5YoVI/AAAAAAAAD24/UCjcaMV9OxE/s1600-h/IMG_3548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlqPnM5YoVI/AAAAAAAAD24/UCjcaMV9OxE/s320/IMG_3548.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357752610350211410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-7436527753500018361?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/7436527753500018361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=7436527753500018361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/7436527753500018361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/7436527753500018361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-gonna-be-parents.html' title='We&apos;re Gonna Be Parents!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlqO4B3LrII/AAAAAAAAD2w/XBotOoKuIj0/s72-c/IMG_3547.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-258651438127200275</id><published>2009-07-05T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T14:20:21.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kentucky...</title><content type='html'>Mom &amp;amp; I are trying to do a long weekend trip once a year where we do some sort of walk.  It all started because I need an excuse not to walk the 17-mile Syttende Mai walk in Stoughton every year.  Last June we hiked up Crazy Horse Memorial in South Dakota and took in Mount Rushmore and Custer State Park on the quick trip.   This year we wanted to go somewhere a little closer and where we hadn't been before.  We settled on the Tri-State area of Kentucky, Tennesee, and Virginia.  We took Grandma Trader along and stayed in a log cabin at Pine Mountain State Resort Park in Kentucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEV1dV1XwI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/1g4peAhhmBg/s1600-h/IMG_3541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEV1dV1XwI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/1g4peAhhmBg/s320/IMG_3541.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355085440073686786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way we stopped at President Lincoln's boyhood home in Indiana where Lincoln's mother is also buried.  This is the outline of the cabin that Lincoln grew up in.  Some of the mantel rocks are original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEVlSst1QI/AAAAAAAAD2I/8Xh41zXIt2A/s1600-h/IMG_3507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEVlSst1QI/AAAAAAAAD2I/8Xh41zXIt2A/s320/IMG_3507.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355085162338964738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was too hot to do any real long walking (hiking is more accurate) until Monday.  Mom and I then took on two trails that proved to be one of a kind.  At times we had to guess where the trail was, others we had to climb under or over trees and squeeze through rocks!  Although a little primitive, it was a very beautiful area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEWQ2C-ylI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/Algv9gpH7IA/s1600-h/IMG_3527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEWQ2C-ylI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/Algv9gpH7IA/s320/IMG_3527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355085910561966674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEX9ICM_AI/AAAAAAAAD2o/vkHd8nIQcUQ/s1600-h/IMG_3524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEX9ICM_AI/AAAAAAAAD2o/vkHd8nIQcUQ/s320/IMG_3524.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355087770816412674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to Cumberland Gap National Park where the boundaries of Kentucky, Virginia, and Tennessee are.  The Gap is where Daniel Boone and others made their way West between the Appalachians (that's Ap-LATCH-ins).  Another beautiful area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEW9UBDnqI/AAAAAAAAD2g/yYQnDd3ZEFU/s1600-h/IMG_3512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEW9UBDnqI/AAAAAAAAD2g/yYQnDd3ZEFU/s320/IMG_3512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355086674521202338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-258651438127200275?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/258651438127200275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=258651438127200275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/258651438127200275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/258651438127200275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/07/kentucky.html' title='Kentucky...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEV1dV1XwI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/1g4peAhhmBg/s72-c/IMG_3541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-6067209563978890310</id><published>2009-07-05T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T13:57:44.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Golf?</title><content type='html'>While we were in Nebraska for Memorial Day, Bob &amp;amp; Donna decided to take us to the driving range.  Donna had been taking lessons and she got to show off!  Well, Rob &amp;amp; I needed a new hobby that didn't involve baseball, which is good because I'm hooked!  We got back to Chicago and before too long purchased some clubs for me.  We've been out to the driving range a bit and played three different courses in Chicago and Wisconsin.  I'm still quite terrible, but hit lots of boogies on the par 3 course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlETA7P_7KI/AAAAAAAAD1w/qn_IYyE7M88/s1600-h/_Device+Memory_home_user_pictures_IMG00014-20090705-1025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlETA7P_7KI/AAAAAAAAD1w/qn_IYyE7M88/s320/_Device+Memory_home_user_pictures_IMG00014-20090705-1025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355082338545953954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Boomer wants to be Bob's caddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlETMXM9qbI/AAAAAAAAD14/iAm5cl9p7PM/s1600-h/IMG00013-20090701-2055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlETMXM9qbI/AAAAAAAAD14/iAm5cl9p7PM/s320/IMG00013-20090701-2055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355082535027976626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob on the way to the driving range...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlETft9wXKI/AAAAAAAAD2A/qeDXU5vjeVI/s1600-h/IMG_3477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlETft9wXKI/AAAAAAAAD2A/qeDXU5vjeVI/s320/IMG_3477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355082867555720354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-6067209563978890310?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6067209563978890310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=6067209563978890310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/6067209563978890310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/6067209563978890310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/07/golf.html' title='Golf?'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlETA7P_7KI/AAAAAAAAD1w/qn_IYyE7M88/s72-c/_Device+Memory_home_user_pictures_IMG00014-20090705-1025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-2024136257554463144</id><published>2009-07-05T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T14:22:33.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball, Baseball, Baseball, and a Little Hockey</title><content type='html'>We've been taking advantage of Chicago sports this Spring and early Summer.  The Hawks were having a good run, and luckily my company bought some boxes and amazing tickets that we were able to take advantage of.  The view from the 3rd row was pretty sweet!  As was Kane's Hat Trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEM1AVyoiI/AAAAAAAAD04/G_QbDXDoCrQ/s1600-h/IMG_3465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEM1AVyoiI/AAAAAAAAD04/G_QbDXDoCrQ/s320/IMG_3465.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355075536684229154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've spent quite a bit of time at Wrigley as well this year.  And, good news we're undefeated!  Rob may have gone years and years without seeing a win, but now he appears to be lucky.  Which is good considering the less than stellar season.  This picture is with the "good seats" from my company:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlENSXHvYaI/AAAAAAAAD1A/cAi7xsRhJfw/s1600-h/IMG_3442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlENSXHvYaI/AAAAAAAAD1A/cAi7xsRhJfw/s320/IMG_3442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355076041015517602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before another game we decided we should stop for a drink, as they are cheaper on the "outside."  However, I didn't quite have a drink this big in mind...  Don't worry, a liter of beer with 30 minutes before first pitch doesn't scare us, we were good to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEODF81n_I/AAAAAAAAD1I/aMiqfNfrXxo/s1600-h/IMG_3448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEODF81n_I/AAAAAAAAD1I/aMiqfNfrXxo/s320/IMG_3448.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355076878219976690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my birthday, we headed up to Wrigley North to watch the Cubs take on the Brewers with my brother, Tony and his wife, Nichole.  It was a little chilly, but not cold enough to keep us from tailgating with the best of them.  If only the Cubs would have shown up to play though...  Oh well, at least the Cubs got the best of them this weekend at Wrigley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEPBD2DTcI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/BLPRRM0Vt_I/s1600-h/IMG_3461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEPBD2DTcI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/BLPRRM0Vt_I/s320/IMG_3461.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355077942806531522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching another win with Tarah and Ryan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEP2yZBWQI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/V3j0VvxuqHQ/s1600-h/IMG_3483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEP2yZBWQI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/V3j0VvxuqHQ/s320/IMG_3483.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355078865834301698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the off-season the Cubs traded two of our favorite players, Kerry Wood &amp;amp; Mark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DeRosa&lt;/span&gt; (who we officially can't like any more now that he's at St Louis!), to the Cleveland Indians.  Russ and Rachel decided to make the trek to Chicago for the series and we got sunny Bleacher tickets to the game on Saturday.  It was just a little on the hot side (80+), and after 13 innings, lots of beer, a couple of sunburns, water and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Popsicles&lt;/span&gt;, the Cubs managed to pull off a win! Luckily Russ finally got to see a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cubbie&lt;/span&gt; win in person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlERZVnOIZI/AAAAAAAAD1o/Oad0ihq__ts/s1600-h/IMG_3493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlERZVnOIZI/AAAAAAAAD1o/Oad0ihq__ts/s320/IMG_3493.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355080558916280722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-2024136257554463144?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/2024136257554463144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=2024136257554463144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/2024136257554463144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/2024136257554463144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/07/baseball-baseball-baseball-and-little.html' title='Baseball, Baseball, Baseball, and a Little Hockey'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SlEM1AVyoiI/AAAAAAAAD04/G_QbDXDoCrQ/s72-c/IMG_3465.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-4591482324975396470</id><published>2009-02-15T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:06:08.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops, It's Been a While...</title><content type='html'>Katie reminded me once again (over a week ago), that I haven't updated the blog.  I really don't have any good excuses, other than I really like to hang outwith Panasonic Miller.  Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;here's another mega update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company has taken over the entire 22nd floor of the Annex building of the Chicago Board of Trade.  Since we finally hired a new full time receptionist, I've moved on to bigger and better things.  We also have more offices than we know what to do with, so somehow I managed to score a sweet one in the corner.  Here's the view of sunrise over Lake Michigan -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SZjT9GccGDI/AAAAAAAABto/dj2-oEBkGjs/s1600-h/IMG_3283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SZjT9GccGDI/AAAAAAAABto/dj2-oEBkGjs/s320/IMG_3283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303221607884134450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And (taken the same day), here's one of sunset over the South Loop -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SZjUuBolIFI/AAAAAAAABtw/X5hNQHVuoK4/s1600-h/IMG_3289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SZjUuBolIFI/AAAAAAAABtw/X5hNQHVuoK4/s320/IMG_3289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303222448406470738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob &amp;amp; I also decided that it was about time to start looking for a house that we could call our own.  Although we really love living in the city, affording our own soil in it just really isn't an option for us.  We spent a weekend looking out in the Western 'burbs and in less than a week we had made an offer on a house in Aurora.  However, it's a short sale, there's another offer on it, and it's a long shot, plus it will be at least another month until we know if it's ours.  Keep your fingers crossed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SZjVuPFBYEI/AAAAAAAABt4/tqUiV1xeG2Q/s1600-h/7106381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SZjVuPFBYEI/AAAAAAAABt4/tqUiV1xeG2Q/s320/7106381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303223551527051330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Boomer's one year adoption anniversary with a trip to the vet.  As usual, he hammed it up and had the vet tech eating out of his hand by the time we left.  He got all of his shots (including one that our former vet just forgot to give him), and he managed not to chase the vet kitty.  On our car ride home, Boo decided he wanted to give Rob a second look at his breakfast - after it had been digesting in his tummy for over an hour.  2 phone calls to the vet, one more visit, two more shots, and $400 later, he was happily resting at home - with only a minor alergic reaction.  Russ &amp;amp; Rach - are you sure you want a dog?  Just remember, Rob &amp;amp; I strongly suggest getting girl dogs as they're less likely to...umm...fall out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SZjXi4zes7I/AAAAAAAABuA/ErsYq_XRfOc/s1600-h/IMG_3290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SZjXi4zes7I/AAAAAAAABuA/ErsYq_XRfOc/s320/IMG_3290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303225555592590258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-4591482324975396470?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4591482324975396470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=4591482324975396470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/4591482324975396470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/4591482324975396470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2009/02/oops-its-been-while.html' title='Oops, It&apos;s Been a While...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SZjT9GccGDI/AAAAAAAABto/dj2-oEBkGjs/s72-c/IMG_3283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-4936471398495315373</id><published>2008-12-26T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T06:29:02.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago Winter, Part II</title><content type='html'>We've had plenty of snow already, 20-something inches of it.  But, just to make it more exciting the weather gods had to throw in some ice now.  It appears the governor (nor the mayor) hasn't figured this salt thing out yet.  After waiting for one bus for 10 minutes, I switched over to a different corner to attempt to catch a more "frequent" one.  20 minutes later and I was safely on a bus that proceeded to travel 5 miles an hour to the train.  Freezing rain warning at midnight=salt trucks out at 4:00 am...  Hmm, and they wonder why there have been over 100 accidents...  &lt;a href="http://www.chicagobreakingnews.com/2008/12/ice-paralyzes-area-roads.html"&gt;From the Trib.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-4936471398495315373?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4936471398495315373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=4936471398495315373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/4936471398495315373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/4936471398495315373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2008/12/chicago-winter-part-2.html' title='Chicago Winter, Part II'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-279304055775037854</id><published>2008-12-21T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T15:04:41.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago Winter, Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SU7LiHGHNdI/AAAAAAAABrQ/6aTCQi0dUKA/s1600-h/IMG_3224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SU7LiHGHNdI/AAAAAAAABrQ/6aTCQi0dUKA/s320/IMG_3224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I can't seem to periodically update the blog, I'm making numerous entries at once.  Please forgive my lack of blogging skills.  In less than one week, we're experiencing our third winter "system."  Even though I'm sure it's been worse up in Wisconsin, down here they don't quite understand how to deal with the shocking surprise that snow still sticks on roads.  Unfortunately the weather doesn't wait around for Illinois to deal with the recession and the ability to afford salt.  Well, I'm sure the Governor will get right on it....&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-279304055775037854?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/279304055775037854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=279304055775037854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/279304055775037854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/279304055775037854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2008/12/chicago-winter-part-i.html' title='Chicago Winter, Part I'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SU7LiHGHNdI/AAAAAAAABrQ/6aTCQi0dUKA/s72-c/IMG_3224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-6059290404567866975</id><published>2008-12-21T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:57:27.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Puppies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SU7J1XL0QeI/AAAAAAAABrI/ZdNL5LbyNYA/s1600-h/IMG_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SU7J1XL0QeI/AAAAAAAABrI/ZdNL5LbyNYA/s320/IMG_0893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie wanted to see new pictures of Booms, so here he is along with Buddy &amp;amp; Rob.  I'm not sure if he's not enjoying the group hug or if he's just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; to be seen with Rob in his robe....  But, at least his hair is growing back from the extreamly short shave he got after being one giant dread lock upon our return from Hawaii!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-6059290404567866975?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6059290404567866975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=6059290404567866975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/6059290404567866975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/6059290404567866975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2008/12/puppies.html' title='The Puppies'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SU7J1XL0QeI/AAAAAAAABrI/ZdNL5LbyNYA/s72-c/IMG_0893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-5316144850177544936</id><published>2008-12-21T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:57:58.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gain Takes Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SU7IkruHmxI/AAAAAAAABrA/DLKJMm6H7bU/s1600-h/IMG_3228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SU7IkruHmxI/AAAAAAAABrA/DLKJMm6H7bU/s320/IMG_3228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was the scene coming out of our laundry closet when we returned home yesterday after lunch with my aunt in the suburbs.  To protect the innocent, I won't mention exactly how it happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-5316144850177544936?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/5316144850177544936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=5316144850177544936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/5316144850177544936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/5316144850177544936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2008/12/gain-takes-over.html' title='Gain Takes Over'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SU7IkruHmxI/AAAAAAAABrA/DLKJMm6H7bU/s72-c/IMG_3228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-4698033823419764020</id><published>2008-11-24T11:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:29:01.807-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='/'/><title type='text'>Rob, allergic to marriage?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mJEdBLR7rw8/SSr_8ok6_qI/AAAAAAAAAF0/K91UZVvjTWw/s1600-h/1227036569790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mJEdBLR7rw8/SSr_8ok6_qI/AAAAAAAAAF0/K91UZVvjTWw/s320/1227036569790.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272307730940100258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I must confess, at first I found it rather comical-so allergic to marriage am I that my very skin reacts adversely to a wedding band.  Six weeks later I'm no longer laughing as it doesn't appear to me that this is getting any better.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Rob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-4698033823419764020?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4698033823419764020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=4698033823419764020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/4698033823419764020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/4698033823419764020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2008/11/rob-allergic-to-marriage.html' title='Rob, allergic to marriage?'/><author><name>miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07387464379968962003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mJEdBLR7rw8/SL6dyOVgjpI/AAAAAAAAAEk/zo6eAN7xRAs/S220/pancakebunny.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mJEdBLR7rw8/SSr_8ok6_qI/AAAAAAAAAF0/K91UZVvjTWw/s72-c/1227036569790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-3563678202482995223</id><published>2008-11-08T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T09:52:38.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month Later</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Obviously, I'm not the best at keeping a blog updated.  Oh well, we'll still give it a college try.  We LOVED Hawaii, it was beautiful and just what the doctor ordered after the whirlwind of a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;wedding.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SRXAiyM5KjI/AAAAAAAABoU/B37GQmwfzv0/s1600-h/IMG_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SRXAiyM5KjI/AAAAAAAABoU/B37GQmwfzv0/s320/IMG_0653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266327043103599154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We stayed six nights in Maui before puddle jumping over to Oah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;u for another three nights before reality sunk in and we had to return to Chicago.  The sunsets were beautiful even though Rob did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;n't think so nearly as much as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SRXBlwUo6BI/AAAAAAAABoc/EY2cwMrcUDU/s1600-h/IMG_3016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SRXBlwUo6BI/AAAAAAAABoc/EY2cwMrcUDU/s320/IMG_3016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266328193650452498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;all the "must dos" in Hawaii - Luau and a dinner cruise in addition to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; a submarine ride, a w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;indy, bumpy, hilly road to Hana, and Pearl Harbor.  And we're proud to report that we didn't bu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;y a time share!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Road to Hana, excuse my lack of camera skills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9004994c53f5c9eb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9004994c53f5c9eb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329936302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74EA3C33FC7020C0E09E942A9502A1075E3912D3.4A89A70B76494B2CFB9D0D5C415CDDED308EFB41%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9004994c53f5c9eb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiCYILd0h7nWeeGLvhw0NWu_uA_Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9004994c53f5c9eb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329936302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74EA3C33FC7020C0E09E942A9502A1075E3912D3.4A89A70B76494B2CFB9D0D5C415CDDED308EFB41%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9004994c53f5c9eb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiCYILd0h7nWeeGLvhw0NWu_uA_Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;of  course it was election night on Tuesday!  I voted early, but Rob woke up bright and early to go do his civic duty with the rest of two Chicagoan precincts.  After a shortage of felt tip pens, he successfully voted for Chicago's own.  I was just impressed he actually was at the polls by 6:30 am!  We watched the returns on the newest member of our family, Panasonic Miller, before heading out to Grant Park.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In hindsight, we should have gone right to the park after work.&lt;/span&gt;  (Not gonna lie, took some pics from the Trib, I think you can figure out which ones...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SRXG4iCOOiI/AAAAAAAABok/qNHW0aaIABQ/s1600-h/IMG_3179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SRXG4iCOOiI/AAAAAAAABok/qNHW0aaIABQ/s320/IMG_3179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266334013790763554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Since Rob tells a story the best, and probably will never post on this blog until he finally succumbs to the pressure, here's his take on it fro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;m a previous rendition (please ignore his assertions that I saved the night):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,sans-serif;"&gt;I think someone wanted to keep us from reaching the pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,sans-serif;"&gt;mised land where ticket hol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,sans-serif;"&gt;ders frolic--conservative conspiracy?  You be the judge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;After probably waiting about an hour too long before leaving for downtown, Stacey and I arrived at Grant Park only to learn that we needed to follow the "ticket holders line", which ran for about a mile down Michigan Avenue.  I was discouraged and feeling rather unappreciated after telling myself and Stacey how special the ticket I received made me feel, but my dear wife forced me to press on, all the way from Congress Parkway to 11th Street South, where we began our deja vu trek back towards Obamaland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SRXHMXZ3FxI/AAAAAAAABos/1rW1eSyYs1c/s1600-h/trib+chicago.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SRXHMXZ3FxI/AAAAAAAABos/1rW1eSyYs1c/s320/trib+chicago.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266334354534504210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;When word of Virginia falling from Republican grace began to pepper its way through the crowd sparking cheers and jumps-of-joy; again it was Stacey who calmly hopped on the phone with her contacts in Virginia and she was the one who got to proudly announce to the jubilant crowd first of Virginia's shift, and then-she called the election for our section of the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;And then.  We ran.  All of us, we ran forward towar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;ds the park stopping whenever a car would begin honking and cheering or we'd pass a party that had spilled onto the street so we could all chee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;r back.  Before long we hit another mass of people in front of Grant Park where we forced our way forward as best we could until we met the "Security Force" that consisted of a distressed looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt; woman try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;ing to keep the mass of unticketed people who were no longer being allowed into the park from pushing forward.  A man cried out to me, asking if I would take his daughter in with my ticket-the little girl was crying, he was crying-Stacey again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt; saved the day and pushed me forward and we found ourselves free of the mob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SRXHyjyya0I/AAAAAAAABo0/MhwPbHOArVc/s1600-h/trib+skyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SRXHyjyya0I/AAAAAAAABo0/MhwPbHOArVc/s320/trib+skyline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266335010695310146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then.  We ran.  Again.  This time hoping to get as close to the front as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Alas, it wasn't in the cards as it seemed simply impossible to push through into the ticketed area, so I began to scan for higher ground.  We wound up finding a perfect view of the podium from atop a grassy knoll behind the port-a-potties; hence the cryptic message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SRXI3xKihqI/AAAAAAAABo8/-ItjoeFjsfs/s1600-h/IMG_3198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SRXI3xKihqI/AAAAAAAABo8/-ItjoeFjsfs/s320/IMG_3198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266336199695566498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;ch was amazing, to hear those words bounce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt; o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;ff all corners of the park to the buildings of the Loop and back again gave me chills the likes of which I cannot even describe.  And then it was over and we were rushing to get to the trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fd459f5e78f1c3cc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfd459f5e78f1c3cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329936302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81A0FF882B6B7387D04C065ECCE854AF3FE123CF.74333AE1D415D0AA20DEE4D8C6F1D9EB425EEACA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfd459f5e78f1c3cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwKdrPxEEqfQpD7rWr8zx7HqUQ2E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfd459f5e78f1c3cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329936302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81A0FF882B6B7387D04C065ECCE854AF3FE123CF.74333AE1D415D0AA20DEE4D8C6F1D9EB425EEACA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfd459f5e78f1c3cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwKdrPxEEqfQpD7rWr8zx7HqUQ2E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;All in all, it was perfect-the second best night of my life.  I'll never forget it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&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/1714207468668982756-3563678202482995223?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9004994c53f5c9eb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fd459f5e78f1c3cc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/3563678202482995223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=3563678202482995223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/3563678202482995223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/3563678202482995223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-month-later.html' title='One Month Later'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SRXAiyM5KjI/AAAAAAAABoU/B37GQmwfzv0/s72-c/IMG_0653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714207468668982756.post-4836871048435623232</id><published>2008-10-06T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:15:06.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SOrTdOZz4-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/CPPV71yfZqg/s1600-h/IMG_2833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SOrTdOZz4-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/CPPV71yfZqg/s320/IMG_2833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254244414317126626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wanted to make this first post in webdings, but decided not to.  I somehow comvinced Rob to do this whole blog thing after 2 7/8 (wine) glasses of champagne.  We'll see where this goes.....  Anyway, we're off to Hawaii.  We'll (maybe) post more when we get back.  In case you were wondering, my 10:00 pm snack of choice :)   mmm, fudge stripes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SOrTqDifFtI/AAAAAAAAAEU/41ETp3cqZoM/s1600-h/IMG_2737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SOrTqDifFtI/AAAAAAAAAEU/41ETp3cqZoM/s320/IMG_2737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254244634739021522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       Oh, and for the record, we got married on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714207468668982756-4836871048435623232?l=staceynrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4836871048435623232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714207468668982756&amp;postID=4836871048435623232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/4836871048435623232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714207468668982756/posts/default/4836871048435623232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceynrob.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-one.html' title='The First One!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488621866110365126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vg2HpUPjnY/SOrTdOZz4-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/CPPV71yfZqg/s72-c/IMG_2833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
