<?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-5308670684483135927</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:24:54.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guera</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-3812083169776924302</id><published>2009-06-01T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:34:43.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon - In June</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SiRuJtbEU_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/3QfeXs2G0Zc/s1600-h/New+Moon+Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342516171059254258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SiRuJtbEU_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/3QfeXs2G0Zc/s200/New+Moon+Poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have read other family members blogs and know they are just as excited as I am about this movie coming out. "New Moon, Soon Soon", "New Swoon".... you couldn't have said it better. I'll just add, "Finally, in June!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I came across an "official" movie trailer and I couldn't be more excited! It's &lt;em&gt;gunah&lt;/em&gt; be good! Who am I kidding.... it's &lt;em&gt;gunah&lt;/em&gt; be freaking awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Want to join me to go see it? It's coming out my birthday weekend. What better way to celebrate any birthday than with a little vampire action?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Take a peek at the trailer: &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/videos/movie-trailers/395235/trailer-premiere-new-moon.jhtml"&gt;http://www.mtv.com/videos/movie-trailers/395235/trailer-premiere-new-moon.jhtml&lt;/a&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/5308670684483135927-3812083169776924302?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/3812083169776924302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=3812083169776924302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/3812083169776924302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/3812083169776924302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-moon-in-june.html' title='New Moon - In June'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SiRuJtbEU_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/3QfeXs2G0Zc/s72-c/New+Moon+Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-483040735046374894</id><published>2009-02-19T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:57:59.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Just Had To Be There</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever been somewhere where you are mixed in with a group where everyone is in on the joke or story except for you because you weren’t present during the particular incident? And all you hear from everyone is “Oh, you just had to be there! It was so funny!” So, you are left standing there trying to visualize what everyone is talking about and throwing in a couple of forced laughs to feel like you are apart of the conversation. Well, here is my attempt at trying to get everyone “in on the joke” and hopefully, you will find it as HILARIOUS as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZ4NOe_Vr_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/WLHJcz3v3v0/s1600-h/Zenon+Old+Man+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304691953577078770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZ4NOe_Vr_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/WLHJcz3v3v0/s200/Zenon+Old+Man+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, Zenon and I were watching TV and unwinding from a long work day. It was around 9:30 to 10:00 p.m. and the load of&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZ4NlUNhQTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/42Eod-nCHk0/s1600-h/Zenon+Old+Man+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304692345820758322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZ4NlUNhQTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/42Eod-nCHk0/s200/Zenon+Old+Man+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the day was starting to take its toll. Now all of you know when you are at this point in your day, simple things can turn extremely funny quite quickly. I was sitting on the couch and Zenon got up to get some water. For no reason, he decided to pull up his shorts WAY above his waist, poke out his stomach, squint his eyes and start talking like the cartoon, Mr. Magoo. Well, you can imagine…. I lost it! I couldn’t stop laughing. I am hoping the picture will tell the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if you don’t think this is funny, well then, I guess “you just had to be there.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5308670684483135927-483040735046374894?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/483040735046374894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=483040735046374894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/483040735046374894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/483040735046374894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-just-had-to-be-there.html' title='You Just Had To Be There'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZ4NOe_Vr_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/WLHJcz3v3v0/s72-c/Zenon+Old+Man+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-8541370472803407782</id><published>2009-02-18T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T16:48:46.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZysLbuAcZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/h8EAM7mPGjY/s1600-h/Blue+Man+Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304303773554864530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZysLbuAcZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/h8EAM7mPGjY/s200/Blue+Man+Group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saturday night, Zenon and I went out with some friends for Valentines Day. We had so much fun. We went to see Blue Man Group. I was the only one who had seen it but it had been so long ago that I couldn’t really remember the show, so it was like going for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the Strip isn’t a place you want to be on Valentines Day. There are too many other couples trying to do the same thing you are. However, we battled it out for parking, quickly walked through the casino and sat down just as the lights were dimming. Perfect timing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was very creative. We all enjoyed the small jokes intertwined in the show. But, of course, the Blue Man Group is all about rhythm and beats and that is what they did best. It was also very interactive. They involved the audience as much as they could. It was really fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304303207523706130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZyrqfFqZRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/CfGyayyigPY/s200/V-Day++Z+%26+Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we went to PF Changs and had dinner. We started dinner late but we didn’t care. We were laughing and having so much fun. We also had a great waitress who would jump in and bash and joke with the rest of our group. It made for a great evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304303446414750994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZyr4ZBudRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/hpGNHaeN46E/s320/V-Day++Group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a wonderful night. I hope we have more nights like this without needing to have an excuse like “Valentines Day” to do it. Hmmm…. St. Patrick’s Day is around the corner. Anyone interested????&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/5308670684483135927-8541370472803407782?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/8541370472803407782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=8541370472803407782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/8541370472803407782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/8541370472803407782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-outing.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day Outing'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZysLbuAcZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/h8EAM7mPGjY/s72-c/Blue+Man+Group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-947048518937111417</id><published>2009-02-13T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:37:00.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZXbR6HMG7I/AAAAAAAAAH4/uFkk0EuZZok/s1600-h/Love+Hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302385237002296242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZXbR6HMG7I/AAAAAAAAAH4/uFkk0EuZZok/s200/Love+Hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, it's that time of year again. Either you love it or hate it. I personally love it. The idea of Valentine's Day, I believe, is more than just you and your significant other spending time with your faces smashed together. It's a day where you tell everyone in your life how much you love and admire them. It's a day where you get to spend time gushing over people you adore (i.e. spouse, family, friends and loved-ones..... even your animals). If everyone would spend time letting others know how much they mean to them, they could watch it all come back to them.... 10 fold. I guarantee it. Even when I was single, I loved this day. I would spend time on myself... showing myself love. It's great therapy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to you all! I hope you all have a very happy and wonderful Valentine's Day!&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/5308670684483135927-947048518937111417?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/947048518937111417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=947048518937111417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/947048518937111417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/947048518937111417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZXbR6HMG7I/AAAAAAAAAH4/uFkk0EuZZok/s72-c/Love+Hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-7883035187390304355</id><published>2009-02-12T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:05:20.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Carolina!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZSAycSzLgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wJzrY5O2X3k/s1600-h/Carolina"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302004265398775298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZSAycSzLgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wJzrY5O2X3k/s200/Carolina%27s+B-Day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is Carolina’s birthday. She is turning 8 years old! I can’t believe it. 8! She is growing up so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don’t know Carolina, she is my goddaughter’s younger sister. She is such a sweetheart. She is full of life and is determined to be the best she can be. She also has a wonderful sense of humor. She always makes me laugh with her quick-witted remarks. She talks more like an adult than a kid. I think that is why she is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For her birthday this year, she wants to go roller-skating. It brings back memories. I think all us “girls” did some kind of roller-skating when we were that age. I hope she has a wonderful day and lots of fun rolling around the rink.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday Carro!&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/5308670684483135927-7883035187390304355?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/7883035187390304355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=7883035187390304355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/7883035187390304355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/7883035187390304355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-carolina.html' title='Happy Birthday Carolina!'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZSAycSzLgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wJzrY5O2X3k/s72-c/Carolina%27s+B-Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-4349629969157317362</id><published>2009-02-10T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:16:50.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bliss??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZJPSOI4wFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/UGM2qpmir_U/s1600-h/Tony+%26+Tina%27s+Wedding.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301386885820104786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 70px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZJPSOI4wFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/UGM2qpmir_U/s320/Tony+%26+Tina%27s+Wedding.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last night, Zenon and I were invited to go to a show at Planet Hollywood. The tickets were free so it was hard to pass up. The show was called Tony n’ Tina’s Wedding. Zenon and I haven’t been to the show so we didn’t know what to expect. Here is how it played out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, you (the audience) become the “guests” at this particular Italian wedding and reception. You are able to see the entire ceremony performed along with all the little extras that happen at weddings including: dinner, wedding cake, dancing, strange wedding singers, drunk ex-boyfriends, fighting families, picture taking, funky DJ’s, etc. It was the stereo-typical “Italian/New York” atmosphere…. and so much fun. We laughed most of the night away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZJP6NnsaBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0oZUUDYDoTg/s1600-h/Vito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301387572875651090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZJP6NnsaBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0oZUUDYDoTg/s400/Vito.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We even were lucky enough to meet a real celebrity. During the reception, as part of the “brides” side of the family, Joe Gannascoli (who played Vito Spatafore in the HBO show “The Sopranos”) made an appearance. He walked around to all the tables and talked to everyone. Zenon and I got a picture with him but alas, I will have to upload it later. Someone else took the picture with their camera so, obviously, I still need to get the picture from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun night. If you are looking for something simple yet fun to do in Vegas, go see Tony n’ Tina’s Wedding. You get dinner, dessert, dancing and lots of laughs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here is a link if you want to see what it is all about: &lt;a href="http://www.tonyandtinavegas.com/"&gt;http://www.tonyandtinavegas.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5308670684483135927-4349629969157317362?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/4349629969157317362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=4349629969157317362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/4349629969157317362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/4349629969157317362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding-bliss.html' title='Wedding Bliss??'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SZJPSOI4wFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/UGM2qpmir_U/s72-c/Tony+%26+Tina%27s+Wedding.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-4738370050149328414</id><published>2009-02-06T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T13:42:31.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Alison!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SY9RZBKGgWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ZIncwXcVSM0/s1600-h/Alison+B-Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300544776687747426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SY9RZBKGgWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ZIncwXcVSM0/s200/Alison+B-Day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday was my sister-n-law’s birthday. I wanted to make sure I wished her a wonderful day. She is a great friend, sister, wife and mother.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because they live in Colorado, we don’t get to see them much. However, I wanted to make sure she knew I was thinking of her. She has such a great sense of humor too. She is so quick-witted. She always makes me laugh. I hope she doesn’t mind the picture of her. It is all I had. She is great sending the family pictures of the kids but forgets to send any of herself. Anywho, LOVE to you, Alison. Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5308670684483135927-4738370050149328414?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/4738370050149328414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=4738370050149328414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/4738370050149328414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/4738370050149328414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-alison.html' title='Happy Birthday Alison!'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SY9RZBKGgWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ZIncwXcVSM0/s72-c/Alison+B-Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-605748823016435309</id><published>2009-01-31T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T11:29:16.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Pound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SYSl1KQLQxI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Mi2E4i5fXT0/s1600-h/Gizmo+%26+Duke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297541394398397202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SYSl1KQLQxI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Mi2E4i5fXT0/s200/Gizmo+%26+Duke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This weekend my brother and his wife came to stay with us. They had some things to do here in LV and so.... here they are. Anywho, they brought their dog Duke. It has been so much fun with him around the house. Gizmo and Duke get along smashingly. They follow each other around because they don't want to miss anything. If one barks.... the other barks. If one jumps on the couch.... the other jumps on the couch. Well, you get my point. It kind of reminds me of the Loony Toon cartoon where you have the big dog "Spike" and the little dog is jumping around him saying "What are we going to do today, Spike.... huh?.... huh?..... huh?...... I hope they bring him to visit more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5308670684483135927-605748823016435309?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/605748823016435309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=605748823016435309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/605748823016435309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/605748823016435309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-weekend-my-brother-and-his-wife.html' title='Dog Pound'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SYSl1KQLQxI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Mi2E4i5fXT0/s72-c/Gizmo+%26+Duke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-6805805536680510302</id><published>2009-01-31T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T11:15:58.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TA-DA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well…. what do you think? We finally have our entertainment center finished. We have been prepping, setting up, putting together, rearranging, moving, etc., to get this done. It was Zenon’s and my Christmas present to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SYSijzzr8qI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Vc3PyD9CUuc/s1600-h/Entertainment+Center.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297537797780664994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SYSijzzr8qI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Vc3PyD9CUuc/s200/Entertainment+Center.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During a quick trip to UT last fall, I went to IKEA with my mom and aunt. My aunt (thanks Tayva) gave me a great idea to use office furniture instead of regular entertainment furniture. It has a ton of storage and looks great. After going over everything with Zenon, we went back to IKEA and got everything we needed. We then got our surround sound system wired and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, after work, we went to work painting (2:00 a.m.) I must admit I fell asleep around 12:00 a.m. Anyway, Saturday was spent putting all of the furniture together from IKEA. Sunday was spent hanging the cabinets to the wall and putting the hardware on the doors and hanging the doors to the cabinets. Sheesh!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so glad it’s done. We would have like to have done a little bit more (visually) to the area but we are out of money. We will just have to enjoy our new area and save a bit more by watching movies at home. Maybe in a few months……or years….&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/5308670684483135927-6805805536680510302?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/6805805536680510302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=6805805536680510302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/6805805536680510302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/6805805536680510302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2009/01/ta-da.html' title='TA-DA!'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SYSijzzr8qI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Vc3PyD9CUuc/s72-c/Entertainment+Center.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-6805892268905316059</id><published>2009-01-20T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T17:37:30.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SXZ6G5HCuMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CHR7YkT9fJM/s1600-h/Mom%27s+Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293552670848760002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SXZ6G5HCuMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CHR7YkT9fJM/s200/Mom%27s+Birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday was my mom’s birthday. I would have posted about it then but I was actually visiting her instead of sitting in front of a computer. I had so much fun spending time with her. I always do! She is the BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shopped till we dropped, of course. I didn’t buy anything but it doesn’t matter. I could have spent days shopping with her and not buy anything and be perfectly content. Just being with her was&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SXZ6XSoASEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/aJ7LIbapCT0/s1600-h/Mom+W-Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293552952575805506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SXZ6XSoASEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/aJ7LIbapCT0/s200/Mom+W-Flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I get older, I’m told more and more how much like my mother I am. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I only wish!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She is such an example. She is such a positive, loving, sweet, caring and wonderful person. Everyone loves her! I was always told, growing up, how cool my mother was. A lot of my friends wished they had a mother just like mine. What a complement! And she is mine…. my mother. Lucky me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Mom!........and many more. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5308670684483135927-6805892268905316059?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/6805892268905316059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=6805892268905316059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/6805892268905316059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/6805892268905316059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2009/01/yesterday-was-my-moms-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom!'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SXZ6G5HCuMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CHR7YkT9fJM/s72-c/Mom%27s+Birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-2043066782331697517</id><published>2009-01-15T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T16:18:52.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Blog Or Not To Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SW_SEFh2GGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IPlBkCYyzIg/s1600-h/The+Blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291679054829066338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SW_SEFh2GGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IPlBkCYyzIg/s320/The+Blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lately, I have been wondering why “I” should blog. I mean… I read all of my friends and family’s blogs and absolutely LOVE them. It keeps me updated on everyone and it lets me share in a little part of their lives. In fact, reading everyone else’s blogs was the reason why I started doing it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as of late, I am questioning why I’m blogging at all. To be perfectly honest, I don’t think my life is all that interesting. I find myself struggling just trying to find something to blog about. When I sit down to blog and share a little bit into my week or month, I just go blank and say, “Maybe I’ll have something to share tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure it doesn’t help when I read about everyone’s lives being filled with wonderful and interesting things. But when I think about sharing about me, the only answer I come up with is…, “Got up this morning, went to work, came home, cleaned, watched a little TV and went to bed.” And seriously…. that really &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need a new outlook on the whole situation. Maybe I’m not as boring as I think I am&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;….&lt;/span&gt;(I think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. So, “To blog or not to blog, that is the question.”&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/5308670684483135927-2043066782331697517?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/2043066782331697517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=2043066782331697517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/2043066782331697517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/2043066782331697517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-blog-or-not-to-blog.html' title='To Blog Or Not To Blog'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SW_SEFh2GGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IPlBkCYyzIg/s72-c/The+Blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-4522541357250743486</id><published>2009-01-05T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:40:09.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SWLRFjAgbbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/T1_0W0toYhw/s1600-h/Happy+New+Year+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288018805713300914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SWLRFjAgbbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/T1_0W0toYhw/s200/Happy+New+Year+09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi All! Yes, I'm alive. I haven't had a computer since the end of October. That is no excuse for why I haven't blogged. However, it does explain my absence for at least the past few months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, instead of trying to make up for lost time.... I'll just.... "skip to the end" and continue on. &lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year!!! &lt;/strong&gt;I hope 2009 year brings all of you joy and happiness.&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/5308670684483135927-4522541357250743486?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/4522541357250743486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=4522541357250743486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/4522541357250743486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/4522541357250743486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='Happy New Year 2009'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SWLRFjAgbbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/T1_0W0toYhw/s72-c/Happy+New+Year+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-7481543373321969224</id><published>2008-04-29T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T00:22:31.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SBbMEkA5gvI/AAAAAAAAADo/fx1vBsbma80/s1600-h/Prom+Corsage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194563598977434354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SBbMEkA5gvI/AAAAAAAAADo/fx1vBsbma80/s320/Prom+Corsage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was called to my attention that it is Prom season. Now, I haven’t had the opportunity to see all the kids dolled up while I am out for dinner. However, my cousin has blogged about it and, well, it got me thinking. Vegas and Prom together are such a dull twist to what could be an exciting evening. In most places, kids really have to get creative to come up with fun and interesting ways to enjoy a Prom date. In Vegas, however, it is the old staple… go to the dance for pictures, leave the dance, go to dinner, go to Vegas show on the strip. Blaahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin’s Prom sounded like so much fun. So, it got me thinking… was I as lucky???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can say that I DID have a great Prom date once. I went with Doug Forcheski. I really liked him. We were already such great friends that it was so easy for me to be around him. He planned everything to a “T”. Of course, we got our pictures taken, went to dinner and a show. The best part of the date was saved for last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we got changed into casual clothes. The girls were then blind-folded and driven around in the cars until we were good and lost. Eventually, the cars parked. The girls, including myself, were escorted out of the cars. I could hear water in the background. I knew exactly where we were. From the sound of the water and the smell in the air, I knew we were at Lake Mead! Now, if any of you really know me, you will know that I practically grew up on the lake. I was so excited! However, for the life of me, I couldn’t understand what we were doing there at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys walked us to the dock, took our blindfolds off and, to our surprise, a boat (with a driver) was waiting for us. I swear it was like being in “Some Like It Hot”. I couldn’t wait to get on the boat and find out where it was taking us. We were driven out to one of the islands out on the lake. As we came around the back side of the island, there were tiki torches lit all over the beach. Once we got off the boat, the guys had blow-up couches for us to sit on. They had brought out a generator, TV, and microwave. We watched movies and ate popcorn until sunrise. It really was the ultimate date! Thanks Doug for such a wonderful memory!&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/5308670684483135927-7481543373321969224?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/7481543373321969224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=7481543373321969224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/7481543373321969224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/7481543373321969224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2008/04/prom.html' title='Prom'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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://bp3.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SBbMEkA5gvI/AAAAAAAAADo/fx1vBsbma80/s72-c/Prom+Corsage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-7922410474357578486</id><published>2008-04-29T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T00:09:33.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whirlwind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SBbJbEA5guI/AAAAAAAAADg/wMx4wlIWaiU/s1600-h/Maid+On+Floor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194560686989607650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SBbJbEA5guI/AAAAAAAAADg/wMx4wlIWaiU/s320/Maid+On+Floor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know, I know…. I haven’t updated you all on my exciting life lately. So sorry! I have been sick (as stated below) and I just haven’t motivated myself to do anything. But, I’m feeling much better and am ready to face the world again. Although I have been sick, so much has gone on. I don’t know about you, but I believe everyone has a birthday season. Let me explain…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a year, there is a time in everyone’s life where most of the friends and family you know will have all of their birthdays around the same time. For me, it is March through May. Throw in a Cinco de Mayo party and a 1st Holy Communion and you got yourself a stew of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. In fact, I love spending time with my family and friends. If that means birthdays, holy communions and Cinco de Mayo parties to get us together, count me in. The only down side is sometimes you get so busy with everything, you never are home. In my case, my house is living proof that I have been “living it up” lately. My poor bathrooms and floors…I have been treating them like red-headed step children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested in a "Cleaning Party" at my house???&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/5308670684483135927-7922410474357578486?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/7922410474357578486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=7922410474357578486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/7922410474357578486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/7922410474357578486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2008/04/whirlwind.html' title='Whirlwind'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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://bp1.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SBbJbEA5guI/AAAAAAAAADg/wMx4wlIWaiU/s72-c/Maid+On+Floor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-5217540653718206815</id><published>2008-04-17T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T17:47:09.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sicky-Poo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SAfvZQrsgFI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZN6OZgZXOdM/s1600-h/Flu+Bug.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190380312821792850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SAfvZQrsgFI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZN6OZgZXOdM/s320/Flu+Bug.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ugh! I have been so sick. I came home from work this past Monday feeling like I caught the flu bug of some kind and have been trying to nurse myself back to health since then. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks to good-ol' mother nature, it has been super windy here the past couple of days. The pollen in the air has decided to come over and take up residence at my house. I started out being sick to my stomach. Now, I have a nasty cold. I feel like my sinuses are lifting 200 lbs. and my cheeks are going to explode!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Unfortunately, I am unable to take regular medicine (due to my surgery). So, I can't indulge myself in a medicated pill/liquid cocktail every 4 to 6 hours to help ease my misery. "Ny-Quil..... take me away!.......How dry I am........"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm hoping by tomorrow the worst will be behind me. Wish me luck!&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/5308670684483135927-5217540653718206815?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/5217540653718206815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=5217540653718206815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/5217540653718206815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/5217540653718206815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2008/04/sicky-poo.html' title='Sicky-Poo!'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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://bp2.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/SAfvZQrsgFI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZN6OZgZXOdM/s72-c/Flu+Bug.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-7834781475350772455</id><published>2008-04-06T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:20:30.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, another week gone by. Almost everything has been the same this week for me. Big shocker there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;However, things haven't been the same for Zenon. It has been a "challenging" &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R_mtqPTchBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/y86mqNNcJPg/s1600-h/Baseball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186367387068040210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" height="124" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R_mtqPTchBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/y86mqNNcJPg/s200/Baseball.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;week... to say the least. He has really been struggling with coaching baseball.... again. It seems that every year brings a new set of challenges. And even though I'm just the wife on the sidelines, I still have a hard time with it all. I hate to have to watch him get mowed over by nasty parents and snotty kids. And with all of the crap going on, it sure is sucking the "love of the game" from him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Of course, I won't go into any more details and bore all of you. But I will say that I believe I am just as excited for May to come as Zenon is. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(May 2nd is the last baseball game of the season.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Hurry up May!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R_mtQ_Tcg_I/AAAAAAAAACo/Rq9r3Km7w8o/s1600-h/Paulina-Pic-Final-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186366953276343282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="170" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R_mtQ_Tcg_I/AAAAAAAAACo/Rq9r3Km7w8o/s200/Paulina-Pic-Final-3.jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On the flip side, I did have something very special happen to me this week. I was asked by Zenon's Goddaughter this week if I would be her 1st Holy Communion Godmother. I couldn't believe it! I felt so honored. Now, all of you know I'm not Catholic. However, my husband, along with his goddaughter's family have informed me about how special this is. Believe me, I know. I hope I can fulfill every obligation. I know this is a very special event in her life and I feel so blessed to be apart of it. Thank you Paulina for thinking of me. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5308670684483135927-7834781475350772455?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/7834781475350772455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=7834781475350772455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/7834781475350772455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/7834781475350772455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2008/04/interesting-week.html' title='Interesting Week'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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://bp3.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R_mtqPTchBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/y86mqNNcJPg/s72-c/Baseball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-8095292551250713755</id><published>2008-03-31T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:21:29.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R_HDjPTcg7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1uPvdl9pCF0/s1600-h/Z%27s-Eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184139656251081650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="135" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R_HDjPTcg7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1uPvdl9pCF0/s200/Z%27s-Eye.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is some good news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know...... About 3 weeks ago, Zenon had an accident at work. He was borrowing some keys from a coworker. Long story short, his coworker threw the keys across the room. Just after throwing the keys, Zenon's coworker realized he wasn't looking. She called out his name to get his attention and when he turned and looked.... BAM! The keys went right into his eye. Eeewww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R_HDjfTcg8I/AAAAAAAAACE/2FcASyXqlcc/s1600-h/Z%27s-Eye-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184139660546048962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R_HDjfTcg8I/AAAAAAAAACE/2FcASyXqlcc/s200/Z%27s-Eye-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So after having stitches in his eyeball, several doctor appointments and 3 weeks off of work, Zenon has finally gotten the "OK" that everything will be great! He can see just fine and his eye is healing quickly. Good thing too because I was starting to get tired of giving him back rubs. Wait a second .......&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/5308670684483135927-8095292551250713755?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/8095292551250713755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=8095292551250713755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/8095292551250713755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/8095292551250713755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-news.html' title='Good News!'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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://bp3.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R_HDjPTcg7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1uPvdl9pCF0/s72-c/Z%27s-Eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-2852135238578582739</id><published>2008-03-31T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:22:00.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R_G8qfTcg6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/caovMxggzZM/s1600-h/10,000+B.C..bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184132084223738786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="123" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R_G8qfTcg6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/caovMxggzZM/s200/10,000+B.C..bmp" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, ok, ok. I know it's been a week since I have written anything. It has been a crazy week! I had my twin brother in town. I was trying to squeeze in as much time as possible with him before he left for home &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Colorado)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on Sunday. It was so good to see him! He didn't bring his family with him... this time. I'll just have to make a trip up to see all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric, Jason, Zenon and I went to see the movie "Vantage Point" on Thursday night. It was pretty good. It was like watching "Groundhog Day" but with more action. However, this movie was an award winner compared to the movie we saw on Friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was my younger brother's brilliant idea to see "10,000 B.C." &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thanks Jay!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; If any of you are considering watching this film, let me save you the money and a headache. DON'T! You'll thank me later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we took lemons and made lemonade. About 40 minutes into the movie, we started to make jokes about the dialogue of the movie.... just to stay awake. Next thing we knew, we were laughing so hard we had forgotten about how bad the movie was. Oh, don't worry, we didn't disturb anyone else watching the movie. The theater was so empty that it was nearly impossible for anyone to hear us anyway. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(This should have been our first clue about the movie when we walked in.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; In any case, we had so much fun joking around that it was almost worth the $10.00 movie tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks, Eric, for such a great weekend! I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5308670684483135927-2852135238578582739?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/2852135238578582739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=2852135238578582739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/2852135238578582739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/2852135238578582739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2008/03/family-weekend.html' title='Family Weekend'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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://bp0.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R_G8qfTcg6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/caovMxggzZM/s72-c/10,000+B.C..bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-8418154808585642537</id><published>2008-03-24T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T23:47:36.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Cute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R-if2fTcg5I/AAAAAAAAABU/E12DrA3s7XA/s1600-h/IMG_0434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181567129754567570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R-if2fTcg5I/AAAAAAAAABU/E12DrA3s7XA/s200/IMG_0434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I took some pictures of my dog the other day. I realized I just didn't really have any of him. So, I feel better now that I have done it. Isn't he the most!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5308670684483135927-8418154808585642537?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/8418154808585642537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=8418154808585642537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/8418154808585642537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/8418154808585642537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2008/03/too-cute.html' title='Too Cute!'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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://bp3.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R-if2fTcg5I/AAAAAAAAABU/E12DrA3s7XA/s72-c/IMG_0434.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-2500026861946367232</id><published>2008-03-24T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T01:09:06.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R-iYmPTcg4I/AAAAAAAAABM/oYZEqGTKPaU/s1600-h/08+-+Spring+Break+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181559154000298882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R-iYmPTcg4I/AAAAAAAAABM/oYZEqGTKPaU/s200/08+-+Spring+Break+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Although I didn’t get a full week off of work like Z for Spring Break, I still wanted to go on a small trip for the weekend. So, we packed our bags and were off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go to Phoenix, AZ and visit Z’s best friend. We went to the Arizona Diamondbacks vs. Los Angeles Angels baseball game. It was great! Cool air, warm sun… it couldn’t get any better. Oh yeah, Rob Base (the person that sings “It Takes Two To Make A Thing Go Right”) was sitting about 4 rows in front of us. Sad… that is my claim to fame for the weekend. The Angels won the game in the bottom of the 10th inning by one! We also made a side trip to IKEA! LOVE that place! It is always a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Phoenix on Sunday and drove up to Flagstaff, AZ. It snowed almost the entire way up. I was excited because it was the only snow I got to be in for the entire winter season. We stopped at Oak Creek Canyon to take pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a relaxing trip. Just what I needed. I hope next year’s trip is longer than 3 days!&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/5308670684483135927-2500026861946367232?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/2500026861946367232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=2500026861946367232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/2500026861946367232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/2500026861946367232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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://bp2.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R-iYmPTcg4I/AAAAAAAAABM/oYZEqGTKPaU/s72-c/08+-+Spring+Break+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308670684483135927.post-3091985318056815496</id><published>2008-03-20T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T12:25:49.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A Blogger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R-QTGPTcgzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SZ-XxcE366Q/s1600-h/Ready-Set-Go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180286469291148082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R-QTGPTcgzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SZ-XxcE366Q/s200/Ready-Set-Go.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I finally did it! I'm a blogger. I must admit... I have my extended family to thank for it. I have been reading their blog pages for the last year. I have been inspired! Not only have I been able to find out what has been going on in my family's lives, but they have been good examples for me to do the same for my family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, I will say that I don't believe my life is very interesting.... enough to keep the attention of everyone. Never fear, go and surf for something else on the web. You won't hurt my feelings. I'll never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So... ladies and gents... here we go!&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/5308670684483135927-3091985318056815496?l=guera88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/feeds/3091985318056815496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5308670684483135927&amp;postID=3091985318056815496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/3091985318056815496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5308670684483135927/posts/default/3091985318056815496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guera88.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-i-finally-did-it-im-blogger.html' title='I&apos;m A Blogger!'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127058102308870023</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://bp2.blogger.com/_8-VDJW9XFjY/R-QTGPTcgzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SZ-XxcE366Q/s72-c/Ready-Set-Go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
