<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 20:20:17 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>The Adventures of the Veale Family</title><description></description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-8494941824067274953</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 19:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-04T14:07:44.015-06:00</atom:updated><title>It's Kenny Baby!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2497/3980578467_0b868c282d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 903px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2497/3980578467_0b868c282d_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Go Utes! I love that he had this hat handed to him from someone and that we wore it too! Ya Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3497/3980584803_c9d4dc4c74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 768px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3497/3980584803_c9d4dc4c74_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lacy Sassafrass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3430/3980585551_6f9988a309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 902px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3430/3980585551_6f9988a309_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2596/3981343850_23c7a6fac3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 768px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2596/3981343850_23c7a6fac3_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Lacy! We had so much fun...once Kenny came on Stage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2519/3981340038_454cf75372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 753px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2519/3981340038_454cf75372_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2640/3981341084_1c83a64ede_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 880px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2640/3981341084_1c83a64ede_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a ladies night out (with two extras)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2675/3980577963_77f7e7c7a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 768px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2675/3980577963_77f7e7c7a7_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3464/3981337052_a7807c2dc6_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 768px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3464/3981337052_a7807c2dc6_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The two other's are in this picture! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to see Kenny Chesney 7.23.09 at the Rio Tinto Stadium. We had a ton of fun yelling and screaming....and dancing of course. With a couple drinks in my hand! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks everyone for such a great time! I even saw my FAVORITE Sister in Law PENNEY and her hubby RON! But they had much better seats than we did. They were down on the ground!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8019913940233512583-8494941824067274953?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-kenny-baby.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-8887001439828195134</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 18:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-03T12:56:18.913-06:00</atom:updated><title>The Mountains of Bountiful</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3440/3977083233_18f470a4f2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 385px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3440/3977083233_18f470a4f2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my Hubby (Rob) and his mom (Sally).  We took an early morning drive WITHOUT kids on the 5th of July.  I think that we left the house at like 5:30 or 6:00....way too early for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2634/3977846570_3918360e7d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2634/3977846570_3918360e7d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Overlooking the Great Salt Lake from a look-out at the top of the Bountiful Mountains.  There are quite a few look out spots....you can almost see to Wendover from some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3448/3977848756_3f75cc8d0c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3448/3977848756_3f75cc8d0c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The little pond that we like to ride our 4-wheelers to.  We've seen Moose down in here a few times, but today wasn't as lucky to see them.  If you look close you can see a bit of a rainbow....pretty cool I must say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2465/3977852582_7ab610a4f9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2465/3977852582_7ab610a4f9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another shot of the pond from up above.  I love the reflections that I was able to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2431/3977078149_50c5011ec3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2431/3977078149_50c5011ec3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another reflection, but this of I think some little creature built pile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2468/3977855826_6d326fefab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2468/3977855826_6d326fefab.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was my second favorite of the pond picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2462/3977860440_dbba14f630_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 683px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 1024px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2462/3977860440_dbba14f630_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite!  I love the colors and the reflections! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019913940233512583-8887001439828195134?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/10/mountains-of-bountiful.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-7040824358429503358</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 21:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-30T15:41:42.911-06:00</atom:updated><title>Slacker, Slacker, Slacker!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, so I have been pretty busy doing things like soccer, having surgery, and maybe just being lazy!  But guess what!  The hubby is goin' huntin' tomorrow after work til Monday night.  I think I might be able to find some time to update the blog.  I have lots of pictures that I need to post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019913940233512583-7040824358429503358?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/09/slacker-slacker-slacker.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-7991232378275207720</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Aug 2009 00:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-31T18:40:10.428-06:00</atom:updated><title>Josh Gracin Concert</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SnON_tR0rBI/AAAAAAAAApo/arVE1vrnwhw/s1600-h/CIMG0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364787706754018322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SnON_tR0rBI/AAAAAAAAApo/arVE1vrnwhw/s400/CIMG0069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SnON_N6nGJI/AAAAAAAAApg/pf-5DmRmaws/s1600-h/CIMG0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364787698335160466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SnON_N6nGJI/AAAAAAAAApg/pf-5DmRmaws/s400/CIMG0068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SnON-036XVI/AAAAAAAAApY/OI7n5seOdAU/s1600-h/CIMG0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364787691612953938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SnON-036XVI/AAAAAAAAApY/OI7n5seOdAU/s400/CIMG0063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SnON-YQ4vpI/AAAAAAAAApQ/S0HWF-o296A/s1600-h/CIMG0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364787683933077138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SnON-YQ4vpI/AAAAAAAAApQ/S0HWF-o296A/s400/CIMG0060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SnON-PB2k-I/AAAAAAAAApI/9fnAiRxsDTk/s1600-h/CIMG0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364787681454101474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SnON-PB2k-I/AAAAAAAAApI/9fnAiRxsDTk/s400/CIMG0057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;I won tickets to go see Josh Gracin back in JUNE! Yep....another late one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is like....girls will be girls forever and always.  It's always fun to take a lot of picture before the concert.  Good thing for the little point and shoot camera that we can just throw in our purses.  That way the fun can continue!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you see those dark clouds behind us?  It rained on us....good thing we found a nice warm sleeping bag in Lacy's trunk.  That and the phonco's kept us warm and dry. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019913940233512583-7991232378275207720?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/07/josh-gracin-concert.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SnON_tR0rBI/AAAAAAAAApo/arVE1vrnwhw/s72-c/CIMG0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-2032396056446424621</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Jul 2009 03:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-30T21:41:13.714-06:00</atom:updated><title>Deja turned 8!!!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2523/3773329259_9f40510a43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2523/3773329259_9f40510a43.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lacy trying to undo the shirts.....can she do it without cheating??  NO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2465/3774136074_7dc098755c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 419px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2465/3774136074_7dc098755c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some little girls trying to undo the shirt.....can they do it without cheating?? NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3541/3774135672_3cb82ffc1e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 389px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3541/3774135672_3cb82ffc1e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abbie staying in the wagon and away from the water and the girls.  She was not about to get wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3462/3774136456_03b7dfaf54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3462/3774136456_03b7dfaf54.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was three groups of three girls.  One frozen T-shirt and One cup of hot water.  They were suppose to try and get the shirt undone with ONLY ONE cup of water, lots of body heat, pulling, and whatever else they can do to get it undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2637/3773330719_246b152ac3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 443px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2637/3773330719_246b152ac3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even rubbin' the bum bums on the frozen shirt.....maybe a little hot air would help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2621/3774134754_fb9560df38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 419px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2621/3774134754_fb9560df38.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There girls were sneakin' around to find a puddle of water of the side of the house.  (This is in June...remember all the rain we had?) They did find a puddle......CHEATERS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/49/3773327389_8d8726cb2d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/49/3773327389_8d8726cb2d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deja really wanted a new scooter.  Well she got one!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3454/3773328019_121daf45a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3454/3773328019_121daf45a8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are all the girls that came to Deja's birthday.  The only part that you can see of Deja is her Bum and two legs on the right side!  Do you see her?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2486/3774132966_d489807b86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 476px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2486/3774132966_d489807b86.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chloe!  We made these hair ties too!  One pony tail holder and lots of fabric.  Kind of like what they do with the flip flops at camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2442/3774132580_762eb69699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2442/3774132580_762eb69699.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maddie and Emilie....what the heck is Maddie doing?  Is she yelling at Sponge Bob?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja celebrated her birthday with lots of friends, had a slumber party, pizza, cake, frozen shirts, pancakes, and lots of girlie screams!  What more could you ask for at 8 years old?  I think that they all had a good time.  Bye the way, her birthday was May15th and her party was not til the first weekend in June.  I'm just a little late!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019913940233512583-2032396056446424621?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/07/deja-turned-8.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-5197127438297273046</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 18:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-12T13:41:09.857-06:00</atom:updated><title>Washington D.C.</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3510/3713207029_89cab5bb64_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 788px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 395px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3510/3713207029_89cab5bb64_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rob and I went to Washington D.C. for the first time on May 14th.  Our main reason for going was this Son, Husband, Daddy, and (Rob's) Nephew above...and now a Graduate of George Washington Law School.  Levi has worked so hard to be where he is now, everyone is so very proud of everything that he has accomplished in life so far!  I'm there that there is a lot more to come from him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3425/3713194683_3ebc171a1b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 788px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3425/3713194683_3ebc171a1b_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Misc. pictures....First Rob's mom Sally and her sister Jeannie, they were in D.C. too.  Middle:  Thats me; Rob took this picture while we were at Gettysburg.  Last but not least: Levi, Grandma, and Rob...this was actually at Mt. Vernon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2581/3713958790_6d065411ae_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 788px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 503px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2581/3713958790_6d065411ae_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Mt Vernon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where our first president George Washington lived...did you know that he had never lived in The White House?  Well now you know.  The picture of the house is actually the back of the house; the front door is on the other side facing the Potomac River.  The picture of the river is the veiw from the front door. &lt;br /&gt;The two bottom pictures are of the burial places.  The first and the now current location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2546/3713931702_92b3ff87a4_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 788px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2546/3713931702_92b3ff87a4_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Washington D.C. Metro"&lt;br /&gt;If you have not been there to D.C. before.  I would suggest you learn about the Metro.  This was so nice to get from place to place and it was pretty fast and not to expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2580/3713904130_7378808bf8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 788px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 347px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2580/3713904130_7378808bf8_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Our Nations Capital"&lt;br /&gt;There were so many pictures to choose from.  We also got to see the Senate Floor, but no pictures allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2528/3713914726_7e614ce149_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 788px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2528/3713914726_7e614ce149_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Arlington Cemetery"&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the several men that guard The Tomb of the Unknow.  These men have to take a very strict oath to become a gaurd for the Tomb of the Unknown.  They have to go through special training to do their jobs and learn how many steps to take, how to move their foot when they stop, how to move their gun as they switch directions, and so many other things.  This is a two year commitment and once they are done that oath that they take....they can not longer for the rest of their life...drink, swear, or smoke...I'm sure that there is more to their restriction.  This was very cool to actually see the changing of the guard and know that I have been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2556/3713078253_fc1ceef27f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 788px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 535px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2556/3713078253_fc1ceef27f_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Antietam Battlefield"&lt;br /&gt;This was the bloodiest one day battle in America.  There was 23,000 solder's that died there in one day September 17, 1862.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had Clark for the day while Levi and his wife Bonnie and something to do, so he went with us to Gettysburg and Antietam Battlefield.  I don't think that Clark was suppose to play in the water....but he did and had a lot of fun doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3513/3713874258_f77449ab60_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 788px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3513/3713874258_f77449ab60_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "The White House"&lt;br /&gt;Rob and I in front of The White House and the other side is Jeannie, me, Penney, and Bonnie in front of The White House.  We did a night tour by bus; at first I wasn't sure about doing the night tour.  I would highly recommend this for everyone, unless you have a car and a tour guide to drive you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3526/3713860284_2b9d422bb9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 703px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 798px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3526/3713860284_2b9d422bb9_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Jefferson Memorial"&lt;br /&gt;We went here on the bus tour too.  FYI you can't get here from the Metro.  I loved the colors of the sunset so I had to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2668/3713163063_c9c5b7c5eb_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 788px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2668/3713163063_c9c5b7c5eb_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Lincoln Memorial"&lt;br /&gt;The best time to see all the memorials is at night.  The night and the lights make all the monuments look better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2630/3713028189_79d67e0ac4_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 768px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2630/3713028189_79d67e0ac4_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Library of Congress"&lt;br /&gt;This wasn't really on my list of places to go, but when I was told about the inside of the building I had to go and see for my self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time there is D.C., although it was a lot of family for a week long time.  Not a bad thing but it's not completely easy to be everyone for such a long period of time.  You could be in that place for 3 years and not see everything.  The museums are only open from 10-5 so unless your there for like 3 weeks you won't be able to see all the museums.  We also went to the Pentagon and went on a tour...but again no pictures allowed.  We saw the memorial from the September 11th crash and that was very moving to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for reading about our trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019913940233512583-5197127438297273046?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/07/washington-dc.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-7940341873795647199</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 00:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-11T18:39:46.105-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Adventure</category><title>Spiral Jetty and The Salty Flats</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2482/3710719369_4dc55a5921_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 665px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 339px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2482/3710719369_4dc55a5921_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Man made Jetty made by Robert Smithson in 1970 from black Balsalt rocks. This is past the Golden Spike National Historical Site.....it was a rocky road, specially in my car. There was a ton of rocks drive over to get to it. I thought that we were going to be high centered a couple of times. It was a fun addition to continue to from The Golden Spike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3475/3710723657_3e4036dfbb_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 537px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 665px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3475/3710723657_3e4036dfbb_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Emilie jumping on the Salt. I had never been out here before....it was kind of smelly and yet pretty cool. It looks like she is jumping out of the water, but really she is just jumping on rock hard salt! Not to mention she was scared to jump. I think that she thought she would have fallin' through the salt or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3447/3711535566_e74209946d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 665px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 494px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3447/3711535566_e74209946d_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lacy dancin' on the Salt! You can even see that she still has her shoes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2456/3710721201_1665b1936f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 665px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 516px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2456/3710721201_1665b1936f_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Deja is digging in the salt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great Mother's Day adventure! We even got home to a nicely cooked Spoon Roast that had been cooking in the crockpot all day...it was so full of juices and so yummy! &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/8019913940233512583-7940341873795647199?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/07/spiral-jetty-and-salty-flats.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-3446749679720345830</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-11T18:23:32.430-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Adventure</category><title>Golden Spike</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3526/3711520794_1475818a6a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 665px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 618px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3526/3711520794_1475818a6a_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Rob's mom Sally on Mother's Day at the Golden Spike Re-enactment. I hope she had a good Mother's Day with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2550/3710686499_39bb4042c1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 665px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 443px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2550/3710686499_39bb4042c1_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No. 119&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2523/3710692991_8669951963_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 492px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 665px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2523/3710692991_8669951963_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Deja and Lacy on the tracks that the trains were on. Don't they look a little Sassy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2515/3710717497_1eb7437274_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 665px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 550px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2515/3710717497_1eb7437274_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Hubby Rob and his mom! These good pictures of Rob and his mom are hard to come by. I have got to take advantage of very opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2495/3711525152_6bba2d0493_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 443px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 665px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2495/3711525152_6bba2d0493_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Locomotives Jupiter and No. 119&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2493/3710713485_5a9f972f75_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 665px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2493/3710713485_5a9f972f75_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course there is Emilie! I really like this picture because there is just teeth and cheeks behind the hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Golden Spike"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Mother's Day this year we went to the Golden Spike re-enactment at Promotory Point, UT. May 10th, 1869 the driving of the Last Golden Spike for two railroad companies to come together of 1776 miles of rail....Union and Central Pacific. We stayed and watched the re-enactment and listened to the different school bands play music and sing "I've been working on the Railroad" &lt;/div&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/8019913940233512583-3446749679720345830?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/07/golden-spike.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-9047495152221624822</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 14:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-17T09:06:28.519-06:00</atom:updated><title>Who has this in their lives???</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SjkENvrm_CI/AAAAAAAAAoU/LYzPtVifUnQ/s1600-h/T90%2520Shoot%2520II%2520Red%2520-%25201.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Soccer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348310666663361570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SjkENvrm_CI/AAAAAAAAAoU/LYzPtVifUnQ/s400/T90%2520Shoot%2520II%2520Red%2520-%25201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SjkENRjDCpI/AAAAAAAAAoM/HiSmcyYhEGA/s1600-h/SC1444-061_Nike_T90_pitch_ball_black_red_zm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348310658574387858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SjkENRjDCpI/AAAAAAAAAoM/HiSmcyYhEGA/s400/SC1444-061_Nike_T90_pitch_ball_black_red_zm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of my girls play soccer and as a parent I love to watch my girls be involved in things that they love doing.  Emilie is now playing U10 and Deja is play U9....Can you say PAY ME?  Who would have ever thought that it could seriously cost so much money to put your kids in sports.  Soccer is not a poor man sport.  Between each of the registration fees, uniforms, refs, tournaments, and whatever else comes up....we are almost going to be sittin' pretty in the homeless shelter.  Ok, that is not even funny to think about.  Soccer is the reason why my blog is suffering.  I am also the team manager, money collector, and check maker for Emilie's team.  It is a lot of fun and at the same time a ton of work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to put the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; shoes up there, because at the end of this past years season Emilie needed new shoes and I made her get &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UTAH&lt;/span&gt;.  That also explains the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; and Black ball too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon there will be new pictures, starting with my Mother's Day events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/8019913940233512583-9047495152221624822?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/06/who-has-this-in-their-lives.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SjkENvrm_CI/AAAAAAAAAoU/LYzPtVifUnQ/s72-c/T90%2520Shoot%2520II%2520Red%2520-%25201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-1147424745899045326</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 17:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-04T11:51:43.779-06:00</atom:updated><title>My house is for sale!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SigJAxBqPQI/AAAAAAAAAoE/OWbdCJTpniU/s1600-h/4_sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343530866640043266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SigJAxBqPQI/AAAAAAAAAoE/OWbdCJTpniU/s400/4_sale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to share!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all there is to it, it's funny and you all needed to see what I saw on Nana's Kitchen blog...thanks Tammy!  Although there might be some truth to the sign, but I'm not moving anytime soon!&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/8019913940233512583-1147424745899045326?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-house-is-for-sale.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SigJAxBqPQI/AAAAAAAAAoE/OWbdCJTpniU/s72-c/4_sale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-3036645259640438145</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 02:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-02T12:16:07.869-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Adventure</category><title>Kennecott Copper Mine</title><description>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3340/3508460867_46aab60f00_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 683px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1024px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3340/3508460867_46aab60f00_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3302/3508496715_dabaea2542_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 665px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 462px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3302/3508496715_dabaea2542_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3648/3509305168_274da5500e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 716px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3648/3509305168_274da5500e_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3570/3508511359_f61b4835e5_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 665px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3570/3508511359_f61b4835e5_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3323/3508519897_6afcfe6c97_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 665px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 443px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3323/3508519897_6afcfe6c97_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Kennecott Copper Mine"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past Sunday we found a new adventure. We started driving and didn't really know where we were going. We drove out south and then went way west, Rob says "I wonder if we could get up to the mine?". So we started driving out in that direction and went through a little getto town and it told us to turn around and go to 12400 South and whatever way west road we were on. Low and behold the mine was open and the visitor's center was open. I had never been out there and neither have the girls. Rob hasn't been out there since he was a little boy. It was a fun new adventure for the Veale Family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019913940233512583-3036645259640438145?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/05/kennecott-copper-mine.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-7958272133070294981</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2009 14:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-06T08:43:48.977-06:00</atom:updated><title>Rain and Bloom</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3545/3507729544_c740e5912c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 443px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 665px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3545/3507729544_c740e5912c_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3612/3506918893_c8e67c9934_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 614px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 409px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3612/3506918893_c8e67c9934_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last week was pretty rainy here in northern Utah.  We have not had much of a spring, it's been really sad.  I took these pictures while on my porch with my new 85mm lens.  My wind chime and my little quakey tree out in my front yard.  I even got the rain drops to sit still in the pictures.  I was quit proud of myself....aren't you proud of my pictures too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019913940233512583-7958272133070294981?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/05/rain-and-bloom.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-3741238666523173907</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2009 15:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-19T09:36:06.980-06:00</atom:updated><title>Eggs, Eggs, and more Eggs!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3629/3455289043_90405f529c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 443px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 665px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3629/3455289043_90405f529c_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Deja and her GOOD egg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3580/3456120348_43ac8765a1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 443px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 665px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3580/3456120348_43ac8765a1_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lacy and her GOOD egg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3645/3455318915_e6202cf6ba_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3645/3455318915_e6202cf6ba_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emilie and her GOOD egg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3089/3455283523_a7704dd5bc_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 443px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 665px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3089/3455283523_a7704dd5bc_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rob had no idea I was taking a picture of him...he is very into decorating his egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3663/3456093738_254fc90081_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 665px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 443px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3663/3456093738_254fc90081_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; "The coloring of the eggs"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The girls (Emilie and Deja) get so excited about coloring the Easter Eggs.  Rob says he isn't excited, but yet he is the one that takes his time to make his eggs more and more interesting each year.  I didn't notice until after I was looking through the pictures on my camera a couple days later that all the girls eggs matched what they were wearing while coloring.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope everyone had a HAPPY EASTER&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/8019913940233512583-3741238666523173907?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/04/eggs-eggs-and-more-eggs.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-4869017045625387529</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 14:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-01T10:55:11.251-06:00</atom:updated><title>Kids...what would we do without them?</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3422/3401914900_1a96bd9a21_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 614px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3605/3404938192_793742fb62_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Deja is always teasing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3605/3404938192_793742fb62_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 614px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 409px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3552/3401080471_3c395e4e4f_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3468/3401880334_14901e8b72_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 683px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1024px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3468/3401880334_14901e8b72_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you just see the sassy in her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok, so today has been a morning. Deja the sassy one is lucky to still be alive today as I left for work today. I know that have all have kids because we want a family and want to share our love right? Why is it that kids that are raised the same way and in the same house with the same parents...so dang different from each other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I took these pictures on Saturday while it was nice and sunny outside. Kids being kids, playing outside in the sun...waiting for Chloe to show up and play some more. These are my girls just being themselves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Emilie...the blonde...r of the two, for those that don't know...she is my oldest daughter. She is very worried about making sure she trys her best with anything that she does, she is very tender hearted, just an all around good kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Deja...the sassy younger one, she is 7 and on her way to the state pen! Just kidding! She is a loving yet mean little girl. She does anything that she can to get mostly Emilie going...she tries hurter her feelings first, if that doesn't work then she moves on to take something or do something to her...or anyone close enough to get at. Why oh Why are they so different?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I love my girl so much and I wouldn't trade them for anything, but why is one so nice and the other not? Why does one love school and everything about and the other one doesn't? Did I do something wrong as a parent as a mommy? Were they might to be a single child? Is this payback for something that I did when I was younger? I was a good kid....I promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And advise would be great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Please help me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019913940233512583-4869017045625387529?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/03/kidswhat-would-we-do-without-them.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-1901009676055038834</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 19:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-05T22:13:22.418-06:00</atom:updated><title>Sister's and Basketball</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day at the park and a little B-Ball challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3542/3380307382_792dedc645_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 683px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1024px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3591/3370561318_4c623e1ac4_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3641/3369650203_273db4de24_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 683px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1024px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3641/3369650203_836541bce6_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3663/3369649323_17fa2cef3e_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 587px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1024px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3651/3370471240_79c991e101_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3612/3370470616_8494b9e894_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3608/3370561844_e162691782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3651/3370471240_cfea04e76b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3663/3369649323_a597f8a79c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lacy is 19 and most of you know that she played Basketball for Woods Cross High School, she graduated last school year. Emilie; well she just likes to go and steal the ball from Lacy because she is the little sister and she thinks it's funny. So there was a friendly game of share and take away with the basketball. My camera is still set on manual and I'm still learning. But I thought that these pictures turned out good and I decided that I'd better share them. All three of my girls have some sport to them. More to come....&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/8019913940233512583-1901009676055038834?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/03/sisters-and-basketball.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-573112186630106707</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 03:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-19T08:36:43.944-06:00</atom:updated><title>Attempts...</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, so I was playing with my camera on Monday night and some pictures came out good and others not as well. But I will continue and NOT give up. Isn't that what you have to do to get better at anything? Practice, Practice, Practice.....Practice makes perfect...or at least better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emilie and Deja in our little tree outside our house....no stalking my tree!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3621/3367264962_c3436ec139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3621/3367264962_df4e72d08e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deja in our little tree...I like this one better than the one of the two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3605/3367243144_6b4c89917a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3605/3367243144_6b4c89917a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out them BLUE eyes! She popped in the picture! This was my favorite....picture that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3434/3366426629_8c7c53a60a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 683px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1024px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3434/3366426629_8c7c53a60a_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now I need to find some people that want to go and take lots of pictures and practice some more. I know most people usually use their kids and I love taking pictures of my girls. But I need someone else to picture with...or maybe suggestions to make them better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019913940233512583-573112186630106707?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/03/attempts.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-2120576944308638384</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 02:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-15T20:54:07.935-06:00</atom:updated><title>{Create Workshop} With Carin Davis</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so excited to tell you that my class was a success. I had a full day of learning new things and taking pictures of different people. I took my class with &lt;a href="http://cdworkshop.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carin Davis&lt;/a&gt;, she held the class Saturday March 14th at the Bountiful Creative Arts Center. I learned so many new thing and I'm so excited to continue learning my MANUAL settings on my camera. I met some new friends, some that are even here close to me....YAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carin gave us a book of helpful hits or flashcards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/IMG_0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 665px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 431px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/IMG_0181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a group of girls practicing...they are taking pictures of Andrea's cute shoes.&lt;a href="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/IMG_0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/IMG_0146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Andrea being the SHOE model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 653px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1023px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/IMG_0145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Finally the cute shoes!!! Aren't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/IMG_0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/IMG_0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the the tips in the book was called..."Bring them forward" So here was my attempt at bringing Macey forward. Pretty good huh??&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 667px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/IMG_0119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Carin, thank you so much for the fun class and all the learning and tips. I look forward to practicing and getting better with my camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019913940233512583-2120576944308638384?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/03/create-workshop-with-carin-davis.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-128227857650322407</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 15:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-12T09:09:04.438-06:00</atom:updated><title>Drivin' and Playin'</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So again, we went for another drive. We enjoy going on drives as a family. The girls pack their DS's and on our way we are. I took a few different pictures and then played with them in Lightroom. Lightroom is a really fun program, but I don't really know much about it. And for those of you that don't know, I am taking a beginning photography class this next Saturday the 14th of March. I'm very excited. One of our assignments prior to the class was to switch our camera into the "P" Mode which is where you are only switching the ISO. So I played around and my husband is good at picking out the pictures and I get out the camera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a picture of the mountains towards Tooele or Wendover area from a road that goes out by Five Mile Pass. This is also played with in Lightroom. Pretty cool huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/IMG_01617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 363px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/IMG_01617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emilie by a sign in Ophir, this is a little mining town along the road that we were driving on. Also played with in Lightroom.  Also, I'm not sure why that white boxed stayed on the picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/IMG_01551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 427px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/IMG_01551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja by The Great Salt Lake, I was playing around with different settings and I really liked this picture of Deja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/IMG_013716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 427px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/IMG_013716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8019913940233512583-128227857650322407?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/03/drivin-and-playin.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-9031052717945597134</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 19:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-20T13:04:51.120-07:00</atom:updated><title>Our most recent purchases</title><description>Deja's most very FAVORITE movie!  Mamma Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SZ8J_Fx1ZyI/AAAAAAAAAn8/y2UYzTLexfg/s1600-h/mammamiaposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304969865553340194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SZ8J_Fx1ZyI/AAAAAAAAAn8/y2UYzTLexfg/s400/mammamiaposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emilie's newest movie wanted....High School Musical 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SZ8J_ByJNnI/AAAAAAAAAn0/03M4OnddRg4/s1600-h/0_0_0_0x0_293x430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304969864480896626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SZ8J_ByJNnI/AAAAAAAAAn0/03M4OnddRg4/s400/0_0_0_0x0_293x430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't go see Mamma Mia in the theater, but rented it when it first came out on DVD.  Deja watched it once and was hooked for life.  She watched this movie over and over and over again for the week that we had it rented.  Then the next time we went to rent movies...you'll never guess what she wanted to rent again!  So, I told her that we would just buy it next time we made our trex over to Wal-Mart I would buy it for her.  It's been a while since it came out, but we finally made it to Wal-Mart last night.  We bought both movies, since Emilie begged and begged for us to go buy HSM 3 when it came out.  I thought I better go get it this week before they up the price by $5 bucks!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you just imagine what will be on our TV this weekend?  We are going to have to dedicate one day to Mamma Mia for Deja.  Emilie will be fine just watching her movie once for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019913940233512583-9031052717945597134?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-most-recent-purchases.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SZ8J_Fx1ZyI/AAAAAAAAAn8/y2UYzTLexfg/s72-c/mammamiaposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-8378046414124099276</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 15:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-28T08:41:37.830-07:00</atom:updated><title>Lacy Turned 19!!!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Lacys%2019th%20Birthday/BowlingatOrchardfortheBD170915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 843px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 648px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Lacys%2019th%20Birthday/BowlingatOrchardfortheBD170915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above: I don't know what the heck happend to the picture, but this is Lacy and I at Orchard Lanes. She wanted to going bowling....so that's what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Lacys%2019th%20Birthday/Lacy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 478px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Lacys%2019th%20Birthday/Lacy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above: We also went to Texas Roadhouse for her birthday dinner....we made her ride the saddle. Good thing she is always a good sport about being silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Lacys%2019th%20Birthday/BowlingatOrchardfortheBD170920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 479px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Lacys%2019th%20Birthday/BowlingatOrchardfortheBD170920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: Emilie, I don't know if she took this of herself or if someone really got a close up. She had the camera most of the time. So I think it's safe to say that these are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emilie's photography&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Lacys%2019th%20Birthday/BowlingatOrchardfortheBD170928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 444px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Lacys%2019th%20Birthday/BowlingatOrchardfortheBD170928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lacy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Not touching) and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shaela&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Although it looks as if Lacy wants to grab them she really didn't even touch her....but it looks like it. They were laughing pretty hard after seeing this on the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Lacys%2019th%20Birthday/BowlingatOrchardfortheBD170910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 479px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Lacys%2019th%20Birthday/BowlingatOrchardfortheBD170910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above: Last but not least....the Baby &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deja&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Isn't she so stinkin' cute? I love the little bob hair do on her and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THREE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; missing teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Lacy turned 19 on the 8th of January. I'm finally getting these pictures posted on the blog. There were a ton of silly picutres. I think that my little girls are going to be scared for life with some of things that Lacy and Shaela do. It's about having fun though right. Lacy had a birthday week...first we went to Texas Roadhouse for dinner on Monday and then bowling on Wednesday and then her birthday was on Thursday, we went shopping for clothes on Saturday. And lucky her she started her new job that following monday at Discover Card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lacy, we LOVE you forever and always!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hope you had a great birthday week....you spoiled &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BRAT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019913940233512583-8378046414124099276?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/01/lacy-turned-19.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-5282083252177738308</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jan 2009 03:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-04T20:53:07.961-07:00</atom:updated><title>Bedtime Stories!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SWGDaJ0EzAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/0igUNq-Dmos/s1600-h/adam_sandler_bedtime_stories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287651922843847682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SWGDaJ0EzAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/0igUNq-Dmos/s400/adam_sandler_bedtime_stories.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Movie for today...."Bedtime Stories"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to see Bedtime Stories today...it was good, but I think that Marley and Me was still better.  Just a personal thought though.  Any other thoughts???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019913940233512583-5282083252177738308?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/01/bedtime-stories.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SWGDaJ0EzAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/0igUNq-Dmos/s72-c/adam_sandler_bedtime_stories.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-8653703455743560899</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2009 20:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-16T12:46:44.529-07:00</atom:updated><title>What did you do while the Utes were kickin' butt???</title><description>&lt;a href="http://s257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Sugar%20Bowl%2001022009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0044-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Shaela Knighton" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Sugar%20Bowl%2001022009/CIMG0044-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaela since you were makin' faces...I made a face for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Sugar%20Bowl%2001022009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 772px; HEIGHT: 651px" height="697" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Sugar%20Bowl%2001022009/CIMG0038.jpg" width="871" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lacy was getting ready to get on the computer to give Shaela a little piece of her thoughts on Facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Sugar%20Bowl%2001022009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0048.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Sugar%20Bowl%2001022009/CIMG0048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My..Is that Scott?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Sugar%20Bowl%2001022009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0053.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Sugar%20Bowl%2001022009/CIMG0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lacy at her best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I don't know that I should addit this or not, but I don't really have a clue about Football. I like watching basketball...I can understand that game. So anyway, we love U of U and loved watching (for me knowing) that they kicked butt in the Sugar Bowl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While the guys were screaming and yelling at the TV I enjoyed taking goofy pictures of them. I did get another good one of Rob and Dan, but decided they were not going to posted today. No reason, they just aren't. So instead you get my edited picture of Shaela, Lacy, and Scott! Emilie wasn't home, and Deja was MIA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"GO UTAH"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/8019913940233512583-8653703455743560899?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-did-you-do-while-utes-were-kickin.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-8419588567738928236</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2009 22:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-04T14:31:17.746-07:00</atom:updated><title>Another Priceless Photo</title><description>&lt;a href="http://s257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Christmas%20and%20New%20Years%20Eve%202008/?action=view&amp;current=RobandDan1231081-2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Christmas%20and%20New%20Years%20Eve%202008/RobandDan1231081-2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rob and Dan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another Priceless photo of the two of these goofy guys.  This one was asked for as the others in the past were just natural.  This is at our house on New Years Eve prior to the lighting to the bottle rockets that were shot off.  Sorry Marilyn if we woke you up, I was told that one of the rockets landed close to your bedroom window.  Lacy's jacket caught a few sparks, Scott sweatshirt, and Dan's pants did too.  Good thing that we were all nice enough to put the fires out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019913940233512583-8419588567738928236?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-priceless-photo.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-1707571268479899387</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2009 21:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-04T13:55:01.626-07:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas Eve 2008</title><description>&lt;a href="http://s257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Christmas%20and%20New%20Years%20Eve%202008/?action=view&amp;current=LacyandScottToastedChristmasEve2008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh235/vealefam3/Christmas%20and%20New%20Years%20Eve%202008/LacyandScottToastedChristmasEve2008.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Lacy and Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know who was taking picture with my little camera...but either Lacy or Rob took this silly picture of Scott and Lacy. Scott looks like he is ready to go to sleep....and Lacy is just as happy as can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019913940233512583-1707571268479899387?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-eve-2008.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019913940233512583.post-4011376592977090716</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2009 18:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-02T11:50:09.923-07:00</atom:updated><title>Build a Bear</title><description>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SV5gX7PWVHI/AAAAAAAAAkc/n3Cxh6Ez6Ac/s1600-h/Build+a+Bear+11.7.08(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SV5gX7PWVHI/AAAAAAAAAkc/n3Cxh6Ez6Ac/s400/Build+a+Bear+11.7.08(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Better late than never, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Emilie turned 9 in Novemeber, she wanted the big sis to take her to Build a Bear and buy her a new bear.  So Emilie picked out a blue bear and of course Deja had to get herself a bear (bunny) too, but mom paid for Deja's.  &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 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" 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/8019913940233512583-4011376592977090716?l=vealefam3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vealefam3.blogspot.com/2009/01/build-bear.html</link><author>vealefam_3@msn.com (Kristi Veale)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUMSsSVq8ZE/SV5gX7PWVHI/AAAAAAAAAkc/n3Cxh6Ez6Ac/s72-c/Build+a+Bear+11.7.08(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>