<?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-3468226303195968189</id><updated>2011-12-28T09:36:55.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oeltjenbruns' Odysseys</title><subtitle type='html'>A  journey  of  a  thousand  miles 
begins  with  a  single  step.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-1088772071037993427</id><published>2009-03-23T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T18:18:37.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the move...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Ben has been rolling over for a couple of months now... and he likes to pull himself up with his arms, but he hasn't figured out how to crawl (yet!) He would prefer to squawk until someone picks him up and takes him to where he wants to go! Ben has enjoyed standing for months... and seems to prefer walking motions over people helping him to crawl. He has been sitting with help for awhile, but managed to stay upright by himself today for quite a few minutes... it was impressive! Some of his favorite games include spitting with daddy (it sounds like he is trying to "buzz" on a trumpet!), and the pass off game... in which he sees how many times he can be passed around before we put him in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exersaucer&lt;/span&gt; to play by himself! What he really enjoys is getting attention from Mommy and Daddy at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/ScgzrHyx9QI/AAAAAAAAAWg/AyU5153R8PU/s1600-h/IMG_0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/ScgzrHyx9QI/AAAAAAAAAWg/AyU5153R8PU/s320/IMG_0629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago Corey was running late from work to go to church on Wednesday for Lent, so he met us after Mass had already started.  Ben was so excited to see his daddy that he started buzzing at him and proceeded to try and get his attention all through Mass. When it was all done Corey went to hold Ben and finally buzz back... but Ben decided it was payback time and kept ignoring him for the rest of the evening!  Ben has also figured out how to arch his back when he doesn't want to do something (like go in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt;.)  He can have such a stubborn personality, but he is also such a people person that people don't always believes us that he isn't the perfect baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/ScgzrmuyqzI/AAAAAAAAAWo/YZZcLXJR3z0/s1600-h/IMG_0646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/ScgzrmuyqzI/AAAAAAAAAWo/YZZcLXJR3z0/s320/IMG_0646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img 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/3468226303195968189-1088772071037993427?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/1088772071037993427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/1088772071037993427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-move.html' title='On the move...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/ScgzrHyx9QI/AAAAAAAAAWg/AyU5153R8PU/s72-c/IMG_0629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-7742793026066006566</id><published>2009-03-23T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T17:52:50.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toofer Time!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Daddy found the first toofer last week sometime... it took me a few times of feeling around to confirm that yes it was a tooth. With all of the high maintenance this kid requires it was surprising how quietly this tooth came in. It is very challenging to see of course (my mom says she saw it... but I have yet to see it myself). Whenever we go into his mouth to look he has to move his tongue around (he seems to think it is a fun game!) So as I left the dentist with a very numb mouth (it has been so long since I had a cavity I forgot what it feels like...) I stopped at Target for Ben's first toothbrush and toothpaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Scgt9ZbFTaI/AAAAAAAAAWA/RvQTVJGMG9I/s1600-h/IMG_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Scgt9ZbFTaI/AAAAAAAAAWA/RvQTVJGMG9I/s320/IMG_0630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Of course I needed to look around until I could find a green one (it was the last green one)... so Ben has an Eeyore toothbrush. We gave him the package which he did an excellent job trying to open... by the time Corey helped him out the back peeled right off (it was so wet!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Scgt9tCTCSI/AAAAAAAAAWI/cuvIPJf2oYQ/s1600-h/IMG_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Scgt9tCTCSI/AAAAAAAAAWI/cuvIPJf2oYQ/s320/IMG_0634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Scgt96x2EGI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/j7PyxcJbnIs/s1600-h/IMG_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Scgt96x2EGI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/j7PyxcJbnIs/s320/IMG_0636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As soon as it was out of the packaging Ben reached for it and put it in his mouth. Hopefully, this will be a good sign of things to come!  I can't get him to eat more than three bites of anything (cereal, apples or sweet potatoes)... but he will try to brush his gums... go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Scgt96tI-2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/Nca5qVqzfdM/s1600-h/IMG_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Scgt96tI-2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/Nca5qVqzfdM/s320/IMG_0638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img 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/3468226303195968189-7742793026066006566?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/7742793026066006566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/7742793026066006566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2009/03/toofer-time.html' title='Toofer Time!!!'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Scgt9ZbFTaI/AAAAAAAAAWA/RvQTVJGMG9I/s72-c/IMG_0630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-6020763170684490331</id><published>2009-03-13T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:02:46.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stroller Ride and "New" Crib!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This was Ben's first experience with a stroller (we only went half a block to church for the School's Fish Fry!) He has started arching his back when he is in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt; or swing, so I wasn't sure how he would do. Once we got moving he was okay... until I stopped for a minute (then he wanted out immediately!) Tomorrow we are going for a longer walk with Grandma Diane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SbsOWecQ83I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Fd1PUvHaetU/s1600-h/IMG_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SbsOWecQ83I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Fd1PUvHaetU/s320/IMG_0621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is his first nap in his long awaited crib! We have had it for a few months, but finally got the missing pieces that were hand made by one of my dad's fellow KC members.  It was an awesome save, since without the pieces we couldn't salvage the crib (that is my green deed for today... one less crib in the landfill.) I made a trip to Ace Hardware today to buy the additional bolts, etc that we needed. I got most of the crib together before Corey got home, and he helped with the rest. Now Ben's Pack 'N' Play is back downstairs again for playing (and we can finally use all of the crib things that we got for shower gifts!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SbsOWXvR8VI/AAAAAAAAAVY/5wiRAzTYS2o/s1600-h/IMG_0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SbsOWXvR8VI/AAAAAAAAAVY/5wiRAzTYS2o/s320/IMG_0623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SbsOWmwA28I/AAAAAAAAAVg/3N8fqP0B4T4/s1600-h/IMG_0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SbsOWmwA28I/AAAAAAAAAVg/3N8fqP0B4T4/s320/IMG_0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img 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/3468226303195968189-6020763170684490331?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/6020763170684490331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/6020763170684490331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-was-bens-first-experience-with.html' title='Stroller Ride and &quot;New&quot; Crib!'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SbsOWecQ83I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Fd1PUvHaetU/s72-c/IMG_0621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-3627626694329419778</id><published>2009-03-04T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:08:50.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SbsRXg6p_wI/AAAAAAAAAVo/YL5qHlYjdp0/s1600-h/Ben+and+Renaldo+399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SbsRXg6p_wI/AAAAAAAAAVo/YL5qHlYjdp0/s320/Ben+and+Renaldo+399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Ben's first experience with a football... and I am not sure he knows what to do with it! That is okay though, he has his whole life to figure it out... it is hard to believe he will be seven months old on Friday. Where has the time gone? If you are wondering why all of a sudden there are many posts... it is because I got a new laptop that can handle all of these pictures; making blogging so much easier. I also had over 400 pictures to download after I got through my initial setup. Hopefully, I will have more for you a little later!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SbsRX3XQLuI/AAAAAAAAAVw/p6o3_CYJAtk/s1600-h/Ben+and+Renaldo+391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SbsRX3XQLuI/AAAAAAAAAVw/p6o3_CYJAtk/s320/Ben+and+Renaldo+391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SbsRXwWfajI/AAAAAAAAAV4/2AcVSUEyRFs/s1600-h/Ben+and+Renaldo+396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SbsRXwWfajI/AAAAAAAAAV4/2AcVSUEyRFs/s320/Ben+and+Renaldo+396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&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/3468226303195968189-3627626694329419778?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/3627626694329419778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/3627626694329419778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2009/03/football_04.html' title='Football'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SbsRXg6p_wI/AAAAAAAAAVo/YL5qHlYjdp0/s72-c/Ben+and+Renaldo+399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-6527156773834097998</id><published>2009-03-04T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:51:47.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Wars Play Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We have officially captured their first of many play sessions together with the beloved Star Wars toys... Ben meets Obi-Wan Kenobi... or "Old Ben Kenobi" for the first time. His first reaction of course is to put the lightsaber in his mouth, "atta boy"! It seems Ben has already developed a &lt;em&gt;taste &lt;/em&gt;for Star Wars... something any father could be proud of. Especially this one. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa89l0Z99dI/AAAAAAAAAUw/eMkju0ADyAg/s1600-h/Ben+and+Renaldo+404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa89l0Z99dI/AAAAAAAAAUw/eMkju0ADyAg/s320/Ben+and+Renaldo+404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa89l5CwLZI/AAAAAAAAAU4/PAhaK5Hqxzc/s1600-h/Ben+and+Renaldo+406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa89l5CwLZI/AAAAAAAAAU4/PAhaK5Hqxzc/s320/Ben+and+Renaldo+406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa89mHeH7nI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ywZdwvzjMn8/s1600-h/Ben+and+Renaldo+410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa89mHeH7nI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ywZdwvzjMn8/s320/Ben+and+Renaldo+410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa89meBNBDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/hDzvHBQuGjE/s1600-h/Ben+and+Renaldo+414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa89meBNBDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/hDzvHBQuGjE/s320/Ben+and+Renaldo+414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img 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/3468226303195968189-6527156773834097998?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/6527156773834097998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/6527156773834097998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2009/03/star-wars-play-time.html' title='Star Wars Play Time!'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa89l0Z99dI/AAAAAAAAAUw/eMkju0ADyAg/s72-c/Ben+and+Renaldo+404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-1618542850261331465</id><published>2009-03-04T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:04:38.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa Nelson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I couldn't resist when I found these overalls that reminded me of my Grandpa Nelson... all that was missing was the pliers!  Which was an easy fix.  In true Grandpa Nelson fashion he is attempting to pull "his teeth" even though they aren't visible yet!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8zMC6aeiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/zc2tN-St740/s1600-h/Ben+and+Renaldo+348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8zMC6aeiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/zc2tN-St740/s320/Ben+and+Renaldo+348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8zMXGcaUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/EHE7gjTiopk/s1600-h/Ben+and+Renaldo+364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8zMXGcaUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/EHE7gjTiopk/s320/Ben+and+Renaldo+364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8zM4mwKMI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/f6sGM5R38Oo/s1600-h/Ben+and+Renaldo+353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8zM4mwKMI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/f6sGM5R38Oo/s320/Ben+and+Renaldo+353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8zNM6Ia4I/AAAAAAAAAUY/oZ3U0Z6Op14/s1600-h/Ben+and+Renaldo+362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8zNM6Ia4I/AAAAAAAAAUY/oZ3U0Z6Op14/s320/Ben+and+Renaldo+362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-1618542850261331465?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/1618542850261331465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/1618542850261331465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2009/03/grandpa-nelson.html' title='Grandpa Nelson'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8zMC6aeiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/zc2tN-St740/s72-c/Ben+and+Renaldo+348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-2079707098291084508</id><published>2009-01-06T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:58:48.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Stocking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;On the twelth day of Christmas my true love gave to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8uhXgTMyI/AAAAAAAAATo/fLBDyGQzDAw/s1600-h/Ben+and+Renaldo+269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8uhXgTMyI/AAAAAAAAATo/fLBDyGQzDAw/s320/Ben+and+Renaldo+269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8uhvGYK_I/AAAAAAAAATw/gqx32wNBc9M/s1600-h/Ben+and+Renaldo+296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8uhvGYK_I/AAAAAAAAATw/gqx32wNBc9M/s320/Ben+and+Renaldo+296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8uh6JZRVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/h4zXQI4KECs/s1600-h/Ben+and+Renaldo+297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8uh6JZRVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/h4zXQI4KECs/s320/Ben+and+Renaldo+297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;These pictures were taken in the stocking that Laura came home from in the hospital 28 years ago (Ben seems to fit in it better than mommy!) &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/3468226303195968189-2079707098291084508?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/2079707098291084508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/2079707098291084508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2009/03/christmas-stocking.html' title='Christmas Stocking...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Sa8uhXgTMyI/AAAAAAAAATo/fLBDyGQzDAw/s72-c/Ben+and+Renaldo+269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-7698220373800232002</id><published>2008-12-18T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T05:34:15.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The boys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpRUcSBJSI/AAAAAAAAATA/kydd8eBPvKs/s1600-h/IMG_0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpRUcSBJSI/AAAAAAAAATA/kydd8eBPvKs/s320/IMG_0116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is what I found when I came home from work on Halloween...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpRU5MIa0I/AAAAAAAAATI/0NFh946mOMk/s1600-h/IMG_0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpRU5MIa0I/AAAAAAAAATI/0NFh946mOMk/s320/IMG_0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Hanging around after dinner  (I think Ben is two months old in this picture.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpRVMd8e1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/N6MlNHJqgR0/s1600-h/IMG_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpRVMd8e1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/N6MlNHJqgR0/s320/IMG_0085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This picture was taken after Ben's first shoulder ride ended in spit up all over his dad's head!   It was kind of comical, and Ben hasn't gotten another ride since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpRVp5XqEI/AAAAAAAAATY/Qu2cfEG0a28/s1600-h/IMG_0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpRVp5XqEI/AAAAAAAAATY/Qu2cfEG0a28/s320/IMG_0205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Ben and Daddy at four months old... he loves to sit up (even though he needs help.)&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-7698220373800232002?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/7698220373800232002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/7698220373800232002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2008/12/boys.html' title='The boys...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpRUcSBJSI/AAAAAAAAATA/kydd8eBPvKs/s72-c/IMG_0116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-5608301202617070039</id><published>2008-12-07T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T05:02:19.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;These are a few pictures from Ben's Baptism on December 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; at St. Andrew's.  He was very well behaved (which was surprising for that time of day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1397/b6f69343972ff162449a4f37d696d424/image/37394ddeab1c8b81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:1397/b6f69343972ff162449a4f37d696d424/image/37394ddeab1c8b81.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He wore a baptismal gown made by grandma Diane and his cap was part of Corey's baptismal outfit knitted by his great-aunt (Ben's great-great aunt!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1397/b6f69343972ff162449a4f37d696d424/image/a02db57ad22a09c9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:1397/b6f69343972ff162449a4f37d696d424/image/a02db57ad22a09c9.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With his Godparent's... Maggie (Laura's cousin, and one of our bridesmaids) and her husband Leo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wehseler&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1397/b6f69343972ff162449a4f37d696d424/image/f1c109c0f5b98ebd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:1397/b6f69343972ff162449a4f37d696d424/image/f1c109c0f5b98ebd.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With his Grandparents - what a great bunch of people! He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;spends&lt;/span&gt; quite a bit of time with grandmas since they babysit while mom is at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1397/b6f69343972ff162449a4f37d696d424/image/534babc3748c1180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:1397/b6f69343972ff162449a4f37d696d424/image/534babc3748c1180.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben was also very intent on watching Deacon Mike throughout the baptism... which was kind of cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-5608301202617070039?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/5608301202617070039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/5608301202617070039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2008/12/these-are-few-pictures-from-bens.html' title='Baptism'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-8838450658683187433</id><published>2008-12-07T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T05:02:53.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptism Continued...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpIA24dSgI/AAAAAAAAASA/cLnElnWZCGI/s1600-h/IMG_0274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpIA24dSgI/AAAAAAAAASA/cLnElnWZCGI/s320/IMG_0274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is where he was officially "baptised" by the water. He didn't even cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpIBOA8PXI/AAAAAAAAASI/M8gcfV-Hoj0/s1600-h/IMG_0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpIBOA8PXI/AAAAAAAAASI/M8gcfV-Hoj0/s320/IMG_0283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;His ears are being blessed by the oil... look how blue his eyes are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpIBWalC-I/AAAAAAAAASQ/znkdaanx1Bw/s1600-h/IMG_0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpIBWalC-I/AAAAAAAAASQ/znkdaanx1Bw/s320/IMG_0290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With Deacon Mike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Koechler&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpIBroIGBI/AAAAAAAAASY/_be6c_pW2VE/s1600-h/IMG_0286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpIBroIGBI/AAAAAAAAASY/_be6c_pW2VE/s320/IMG_0286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img 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/3468226303195968189-8838450658683187433?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/8838450658683187433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/8838450658683187433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2008/12/baptism-continued.html' title='Baptism Continued...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpIA24dSgI/AAAAAAAAASA/cLnElnWZCGI/s72-c/IMG_0274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-335299782629870060</id><published>2008-10-31T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T05:08:10.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpK510IPVI/AAAAAAAAASg/2q2XO7Mxwqw/s1600-h/IMG_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpK510IPVI/AAAAAAAAASg/2q2XO7Mxwqw/s320/IMG_0100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpK6N1dgOI/AAAAAAAAASo/NnoGdM7UIPk/s1600-h/IMG_0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpK6N1dgOI/AAAAAAAAASo/NnoGdM7UIPk/s320/IMG_0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpK6Ei_dtI/AAAAAAAAASw/6Fm-Q9N4UaY/s1600-h/IMG_0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpK6Ei_dtI/AAAAAAAAASw/6Fm-Q9N4UaY/s320/IMG_0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpK6Zhkw1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/uMbV4owj7G4/s1600-h/IMG_0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpK6Zhkw1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/uMbV4owj7G4/s320/IMG_0107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img 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/3468226303195968189-335299782629870060?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/335299782629870060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/335299782629870060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2008/12/halloween-pictures.html' title='Halloween Pictures...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SUpK510IPVI/AAAAAAAAASg/2q2XO7Mxwqw/s72-c/IMG_0100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-3356149425440883318</id><published>2008-10-01T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T10:38:38.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two months...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SOO1nHZYXtI/AAAAAAAAANU/IgvKp0bRGCI/s1600-h/IMG_9926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SOO1nHZYXtI/AAAAAAAAANU/IgvKp0bRGCI/s320/IMG_9926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;It is hard to believe that it has been eight weeks already... time flies when you are having fun (and even when you aren't!) Ben had his two month appointment today - he is now 9 lbs. 6 oz. - up three pounds from just two weeks ago!  He is also 21 in. long. He is doing well and aside from an umbilical hernia and a little eczema - all is normal.  His pediatrician said that 95% of umbilical hernias close on their own, so we shall wait and see.  He is quickly outgrowing his newborn clothes... and if he keeps up at this rate, will be out of his 0-3 month clothes soon.  (...and there are still so many onsies he has never worn...)  Ben is now usually awake for a couple hours at a time 3-4 times a day, but still likes to eat every two hours at night!  He is following lights and likes to look at us.  I went back to work part time a few weeks ago, leaving Ben to spend quality time with his grandmas!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-3356149425440883318?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/3356149425440883318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/3356149425440883318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2008/10/two-months.html' title='Two months...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SOO1nHZYXtI/AAAAAAAAANU/IgvKp0bRGCI/s72-c/IMG_9926.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-5212504420289594625</id><published>2008-08-15T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T12:05:36.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SKXTfIXoFpI/AAAAAAAAAM0/0rV8x5t_Rlg/s1600-h/IMG_9623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SKXTfIXoFpI/AAAAAAAAAM0/0rV8x5t_Rlg/s320/IMG_9623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here is Ben under the Bili lights and before he got out of his incubator.  Monday he was able to maintain his temp on his own, and he has been in a big boy bed ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SKXTfV4p1DI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wP-xAd17IXY/s1600-h/IMG_9627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SKXTfV4p1DI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wP-xAd17IXY/s320/IMG_9627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;He still has the feeding tube in his nose, but he has started to feed well enough on his own to count them.  We are hoping to make it 24 hours of no tube feedings by tomorrow morning so we can finally go home!  The last two pictures are without his feeding tube because he pulled it out.  We have to bundle him up tight since he managed to pull it three different times, and doesn't like it to have put back in.  Hopefully tomorrow it will be out for good and then he can comfort himself by putting his hands where ever he wants!  In most of his Ultrasound pictures he has had his hands by his face, and when left to do what he wants, that is usually where they are.  He appears to be very easy going, and doesn't cry much... we shall see if that stays true when he gets home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SKXTfjXETCI/AAAAAAAAANE/DGKPkPVigi4/s1600-h/IMG_9648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SKXTfjXETCI/AAAAAAAAANE/DGKPkPVigi4/s320/IMG_9648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SKXTfxbllFI/AAAAAAAAANM/u8jKoSs69ZM/s1600-h/IMG_9649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SKXTfxbllFI/AAAAAAAAANM/u8jKoSs69ZM/s320/IMG_9649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-5212504420289594625?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/5212504420289594625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/5212504420289594625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-is-ben-under-bili-lights-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SKXTfIXoFpI/AAAAAAAAAM0/0rV8x5t_Rlg/s72-c/IMG_9623.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-6480128177016824866</id><published>2008-08-07T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:56:38.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benjamin "Ben" Oeltjenbruns</title><content type='html'>Benjamin James Oeltjenbruns&lt;br /&gt;August 6, 2008 at 11:28pm&lt;br /&gt;5 lbs. 3oz. 18 1/2 inches long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben is breathing on his own, after a short scare at the beginning. He has a feeding tube until he can prove that he can eat on his own and maintain weight, as well as an IV to help with hydration. He is also in an isolet that will have the temperature slowly turned down to also prove that he can maintain his body temperature. Once those things are done, Ben can come home. We are able to take him out for up to an hour at a time, and he has a good suck on his pacifier. (The trick will be whether he can feed and breath at the same time.) He appears to have Corey's hair line and nose... as well as really big feet! We were pleasantly surprised to find dark hair on the top of his head, since we were both bald. It will be at least 4 days, but could be up to two weeks before he is ready to come home. He has already graduated from some of the tubes/monitors that he had on last night, and they were hoping that by tonight if his breathing held up they could start to put pajamas on him. These pictures were all taken before the feeding tube was put in his nose. On behalf of Corey, Ben and I... we want to thank everyone for all of their prayers, we know that this has made a difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SJtuzmcfDrI/AAAAAAAAAMU/WNPc3WYLg3Y/s1600-h/IMG_9575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SJtuzmcfDrI/AAAAAAAAAMU/WNPc3WYLg3Y/s320/IMG_9575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SJtuz5axZMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/AxC7k9tSri0/s1600-h/IMG_9587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SJtuz5axZMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/AxC7k9tSri0/s320/IMG_9587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SJtu0KVMxYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wURxq03C9ec/s1600-h/IMG_9590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SJtu0KVMxYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wURxq03C9ec/s320/IMG_9590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SJtu0WcedXI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6Z62Jv3ruDE/s1600-h/IMG_9567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SJtu0WcedXI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6Z62Jv3ruDE/s320/IMG_9567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-6480128177016824866?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/6480128177016824866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/6480128177016824866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2008/08/benjamin-ben-oeltjenbruns.html' title='Benjamin &quot;Ben&quot; Oeltjenbruns'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SJtuzmcfDrI/AAAAAAAAAMU/WNPc3WYLg3Y/s72-c/IMG_9575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-595863688083683256</id><published>2008-08-02T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T18:27:01.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SJUJZaPZeZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/BthLEFuMhm0/s1600-h/image-2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SJUJZaPZeZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/BthLEFuMhm0/s320/image-2.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am really behind on this blogsite.  With so much to do at home, it seems like a never ending battle to keep up.  This Ultrasound pic is from last Friday, when baby was about 4 lbs 14 oz.  Tuesday brought contractions and a visit to the hospital... with two days of bedrest.  Friday morning, my water broke... and we have been hanging out at the hospital since.  Corey finally went home this afternoon to take care of some things and is coming back tonight.  I have gotten two steroid shots, as well as two different antibiotics to prevent infections.  If I don't go on my own, they will induce on Wednesday.  Baby will spend about two weeks in the NICU depending on how well baby is doing.  So far things are looking good and pretty stable.  Baby seems to be doing fine, and we are just playing the waiting game.  We've got the cell phone with, and as long as things aren't happening... we are pretty much just hanging out. (I will try to be much better about posting the final picture when it does happen!!!)&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-595863688083683256?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/595863688083683256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/595863688083683256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-comes-baby.html' title='Here comes baby...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/SJUJZaPZeZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/BthLEFuMhm0/s72-c/image-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-5422746549282294691</id><published>2008-02-01T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T23:56:20.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Comes Love...</title><content type='html'>then comes marriage... then comes the baby and the baby carriage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R6QZ0ix-IUI/AAAAAAAAAMA/y9zU3Fw6rl4/s1600-h/image-2.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R6QZ0ix-IUI/AAAAAAAAAMA/y9zU3Fw6rl4/s320/image-2.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes "Baby O", well not for a few months anyways (however, the pictures have begun!)  We had our first appointment today and consequently our first Ultra Sound (the next one of &lt;em&gt;many&lt;/em&gt; is at 16 weeks).  In case you aren't an expert at picking things out (welcome to the club!)... here are a few pointers. The black area is the water (see the baby is natural born SWIMMER!!!)  The two white areas would represent the "Yolk sac" on the right, and baby on left. In this picture the Baby's heart is not visible, but we were able to watch it beat on the Ultra Sound. We have been assured there is not a second baby hiding anywhere in there (Corey asked, I think he was secretly hoping for a 2-for-1 deal!) This means we will be headed back to Minnesota earlier than previously planned, in March instead of May... and hope to be home for Holy Week.  Official "due date" would be September 20th.  As of today, things are going normal and mom/baby are doing fine. Oh, Dad is doing great also!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-5422746549282294691?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/5422746549282294691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/5422746549282294691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-comes-love.html' title='First Comes Love...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R6QZ0ix-IUI/AAAAAAAAAMA/y9zU3Fw6rl4/s72-c/image-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-5624015198779097792</id><published>2008-01-12T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:49:16.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wildwood Park</title><content type='html'>With a little time off we headed to Wildwood Park today to check it out.  I think we will be spending more time there when the weather gets nice.  It has a very long trail with several stops that are designed to help with ones workout.  Pull-ups, Sit-ups, balance, stretching, etc.  It looks kind of neat.  This park was covered with MOSS, and had very large ferns as well as trees. Even the leaves are much bigger than what we are used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mjMo22aJI/AAAAAAAAALg/Igt4PxK_NsM/s1600-h/IMG_7062.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mjMo22aJI/AAAAAAAAALg/Igt4PxK_NsM/s320/IMG_7062.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mjM422aKI/AAAAAAAAALo/TdrRXY0l-gU/s1600-h/IMG_7073.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mjM422aKI/AAAAAAAAALo/TdrRXY0l-gU/s320/IMG_7073.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mjNI22aLI/AAAAAAAAALw/7X7NwBkmmyQ/s1600-h/IMG_7078.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mjNI22aLI/AAAAAAAAALw/7X7NwBkmmyQ/s320/IMG_7078.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mjNo22aMI/AAAAAAAAAL4/XZrb5Iymtms/s1600-h/IMG_7085.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mjNo22aMI/AAAAAAAAAL4/XZrb5Iymtms/s320/IMG_7085.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-5624015198779097792?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/5624015198779097792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/5624015198779097792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2008/01/wildwood-park.html' title='Wildwood Park'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mjMo22aJI/AAAAAAAAALg/Igt4PxK_NsM/s72-c/IMG_7062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-4883756393664399722</id><published>2008-01-12T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T20:03:43.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>It is hard to believe that only a week ago we were in Minnesota, hanging out with family and friends... in the snow.  Here the grass is green and the temp between 30-45 (we have even worn shorts out!) It was a great trip and we consider ourselves blessed to have been able to see so many while we were at home. Among those was not only our adorable neice Marina, but her baby brother Antonio Edwardo Amigon who was born on December 29th!  It was pretty exciting and we are grateful to be able to welcome another life into this world. My laptop has been acting up lately so I am not sure if the difficulties with pictures on the blogsite are me or something else. I admit I have also been a little lax at adding posts (partially because of the computer and partially due to my previous work schedule). We have decided to stay in Puyallup Washington for 8 weeks (at least) and then off to California until May.  I  will begin working 12 hour nights this Monday (from 7pm-7:30 am).  I work 3 shifts a week, leaving 4 off to see things... which we are excited for since we have not had the chance to do much of that yet.  I will attempt to be better at keeping this updated (and adding more pics if my computer can handle it.)  Our bodies have started to adjust to Minnesota time, so we have been going to bed early for us... it should be interesting trying to stay awake all Monday night.  I am also going back adding in a few posts for November and December (some kind individuals reminded me on our trip back home that I was slacking... so if you are interested you can go back and see what we did!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mIzo22aBI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_Psm8t4t-XE/s1600-h/IMG_6995.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mIzo22aBI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_Psm8t4t-XE/s320/IMG_6995.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mI0Y22aCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/l1DVhKkw2MM/s1600-h/IMG_7025.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mI0Y22aCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/l1DVhKkw2MM/s320/IMG_7025.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mI0o22aDI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pIR-Wa5jFe4/s1600-h/IMG_7033.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mI0o22aDI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pIR-Wa5jFe4/s320/IMG_7033.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-4883756393664399722?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/4883756393664399722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/4883756393664399722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mIzo22aBI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_Psm8t4t-XE/s72-c/IMG_6995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-7110219174913136549</id><published>2007-12-10T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:28:28.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle Space Needle</title><content type='html'>Since we were planning on leaving Washington forever we took one of our last chances to head to Seattle to see the Space Needle and check out the Museum of Science Fiction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mdCI22aFI/AAAAAAAAALA/z725Gj3lG-c/s1600-h/IMG_6648.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mdCI22aFI/AAAAAAAAALA/z725Gj3lG-c/s320/IMG_6648.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mdCY22aGI/AAAAAAAAALI/KchCTboOLiQ/s1600-h/IMG_6665.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mdCY22aGI/AAAAAAAAALI/KchCTboOLiQ/s320/IMG_6665.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a view of the Water from the Space Needle. When we got to the top we were able to check out the history of the Space Needle as well as a comparison of just how tall it was. The builders/designers of the Space Needle overcame many odds as they attempted to get it finished in time for the World Fair. They even found it challenging to get loans as most lenders did not believe it was worth investing in. Before the World Fair was finished the loan was paid off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mdCY22aHI/AAAAAAAAALQ/DZRVdN74E20/s1600-h/IMG_6647.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mdCY22aHI/AAAAAAAAALQ/DZRVdN74E20/s320/IMG_6647.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This second view is the Seattle skyline from the Needle. They have added on a Sky line area in recent years that is rented out for special occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mdCo22aII/AAAAAAAAALY/MskhxwM6n1A/s1600-h/IMG_6673.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mdCo22aII/AAAAAAAAALY/MskhxwM6n1A/s320/IMG_6673.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Corey as he is getting ready to leave the parking lot of the Seattle Center and head to the needle. The "Seattle Center" is literally in the center of Seattle where the World Fair was and consists of a few museums, the Space Needle and even a little amusement park for kids. I am sure it is more fun in warm weather (things were kind of shut down when we were there.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Museum of Science Fiction is connected to the Experience the Music Project. Unfortunately we ran out of time before we could thoroughly check out the second museum... but the first one rocked! We learned quite a bit about Sci-Fi... which includes ET, War of the Worlds, Star Trek, 1984 and of course Star Wars! It had many books and artifacts from TV/Movies. It explained about Sci-Fi... that it is about asking the question of "What if?"... and goes from there. The Science Fiction Museum is designed around the Light Rail, so from the right angle the museum has a very modern looking train going through the middle of it. That angle also has the Space Needle in the background. Needless to say I was impressed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-7110219174913136549?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/7110219174913136549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/7110219174913136549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2008/01/seatlle-space-needle.html' title='Seattle Space Needle'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/R4mdCI22aFI/AAAAAAAAALA/z725Gj3lG-c/s72-c/IMG_6648.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-1016964924536282836</id><published>2007-11-01T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T20:37:17.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seatlle... All Saint's Day</title><content type='html'>We went to Seattle for a short trip after Mass.  It was a challenge trying to find our way around Seattle, and to get out in time as to not get stuck in traffic (3pm!)  After getting lost we finally found our way to the piers and to some parking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://localhost:1592/6e7f5fb44f6c3b6500dab05b3db801cf/image5897.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://localhost:1592/6e7f5fb44f6c3b6500dab05b3db801cf/image5897.jpg?size=320' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic was taken at one of the piers, it is of Ivar the fisherman feeding the Sea Gulls (which are all over the place.)  It is in front of Ivar's Acres of Clam on Pier 54 and has been there since 1938... we ate there for lunch and it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://localhost:1592/6e7f5fb44f6c3b6500dab05b3db801cf/image5900.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://localhost:1592/6e7f5fb44f6c3b6500dab05b3db801cf/image5900.jpg?size=320' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Fire Department boat, we are assuming it was making sure that it was in opperating condition.  I showed this pic to my co-workers and some of them laughed since I have never seen anything like it.  Even with 10,000 lakes in Minnesota we have no need for a Fire Boat!  (Unless you count the ones that are used my the Sherrif's department... but that doesn't put out fires.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://localhost:1592/6e7f5fb44f6c3b6500dab05b3db801cf/image5901.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://localhost:1592/6e7f5fb44f6c3b6500dab05b3db801cf/image5901.jpg?size=320' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one of the corners of Pike's Market one can find the piggy bank which allows people to put change in to support the Market.  Behind me is one of the vendor's at the market. It was interesting, but we weren't that impressed.  Perhaps it is because we are used to things like Arts in the Park...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://localhost:1592/6e7f5fb44f6c3b6500dab05b3db801cf/image5904.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://localhost:1592/6e7f5fb44f6c3b6500dab05b3db801cf/image5904.jpg?size=320' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These vehicles are lined up to take a ferry to an island. We watched as several vehicles got off the boat (it seemed unending), and then more boarded.  The top of the ferry can hold several walk on passengers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-1016964924536282836?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/1016964924536282836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/1016964924536282836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2008/01/seatlle-all-saints-day.html' title='Seatlle... All Saint&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-286183806212503597</id><published>2007-10-31T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:12:30.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tacoma Museum of Glass</title><content type='html'>I finally have two days off in a row... so we planned on going to Seattle today, but since we didn't get up early enough (surprise!) we went to Tacoma to check out the Glass Museum. It was pretty impressive as we not only got to see different pieces of glass, we also watched a few movies on the history of glass making and watched an artist and team blow a glass creation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://localhost:1107/07aab27e9e13ff11333c73ed91b43a95/image5907.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://localhost:1107/07aab27e9e13ff11333c73ed91b43a95/image5907.jpg?size=320' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The large silver cone is the "Hot spot" workshop, where they have visiting artist creating glass pieces for visitors to observe. Some blow glass while others create sculptures. It depends on who is the artist for the day/week. The Bridge of Glass connects the glass museum to the Washington Museum of History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://localhost:1107/07aab27e9e13ff11333c73ed91b43a95/image5899.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://localhost:1107/07aab27e9e13ff11333c73ed91b43a95/image5899.jpg?size=320' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first section has a wall with different works of blown glass on display. I can't imagine what the cost of the display must be... one of the pieces of that size and character in the Museum Gift Shop was priced at over $1,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://localhost:1107/07aab27e9e13ff11333c73ed91b43a95/image5902.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://localhost:1107/07aab27e9e13ff11333c73ed91b43a95/image5902.jpg?size=320' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle were these two "Crystal Towers". I think they are suppose to resemble lights (although the bridge is not lit up or even open past dusk. The Big squares of glass were rather large and impressive.  It was so big that Corey could walk underneath the towers with room to spare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://localhost:1107/07aab27e9e13ff11333c73ed91b43a95/image5905.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://localhost:1107/07aab27e9e13ff11333c73ed91b43a95/image5905.jpg?size=320' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last part of the bridge had different pieces of glass in the ceiling. It appears that they are set in to the ceiling and layered for a very interesting look. The pictures turned out pretty good, but they were much more impressive in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we head to Pike's Market Place in Seattle... I'll let you know how that goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-286183806212503597?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/286183806212503597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/286183806212503597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/10/tacoma-museum-of-glass.html' title='Tacoma Museum of Glass'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-4600936859860141999</id><published>2007-10-23T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T22:29:37.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt. Rainier</title><content type='html'>So today I got a day off... and the weather was perfect! (The best so far... warm, no rain and clear!) So we headed to Mt. Rainier National Park for the day. It is about 45 miles from our apartment, and even though the Mountain can be seen for miles, often the clouds prevent a good view of it. We were able to get quite a few very cool pictures, but due to space I cannot post all of them. I talked to Martha tonight and she informed me that I needed to do a better job keeping up with this blog site... so I will try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rx7TbYeUcGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oplj0N3Xkz8/s1600-h/IMG_6355.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rx7TbYeUcGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oplj0N3Xkz8/s320/IMG_6355.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to go hiking and see a few of the old growth trees. Many were destroyed in a mudslide (or Lahar) in 1945... so a new forest has grown up around them and the old one is rotting away. The mud covered up the roots so deep that the trees could not survive. We went climbing down in what appeared to be where the glaciers and spring time thaw runs through the mountain. At this time of year we only saw a little trickle and many trees and rocks to try and climb over. In the background is the top of Mt Rainier at over 14,000 ft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rx7Tb4eUcHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/U5rPkmcpX5Y/s1600-h/IMG_6402.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rx7Tb4eUcHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/U5rPkmcpX5Y/s320/IMG_6402.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we met someone from Pierz Minnesota (his grandparents happen to be friends and neighbors with mine... what a small world!) we headed to Narada Falls. It was a little tricky getting there since it has already snowed. However, the warm temperature melted some of it, so the falls was raging and we carefully made it down to a great viewing spot. The rainbow comes from the angle (I had to subject our camera to the mist... and after two pictures the lens was so wet I could not take anymore.) Corey didn't think the rainbow would turn out, but I think it looks pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rx7TcIeUcII/AAAAAAAAAI8/uRBAM5LOYFk/s1600-h/IMG_6401.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rx7TcIeUcII/AAAAAAAAAI8/uRBAM5LOYFk/s320/IMG_6401.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were standing by the railing the wind from the water fall and the mist made us feel like we were at that ride at Valley Fair. You know the one where you stand on the bridge and wait for the water to come. It was a weird sensation, we felt like we were going to fall... but we didn't. The trip back up was a little treacherous, but the view was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rx7TcIeUcJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hXM7HSg0rKI/s1600-h/IMG_6430.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rx7TcIeUcJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hXM7HSg0rKI/s320/IMG_6430.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were not able to get all up to the highest point that is accessible by road since snow has already closed down some roads. We did make it up to the last visitor's center open where we found a bunch of people taking in the view (and feeding the birds.) One lady found this fox hiding in the trees, a bunch of us were trying to get his picture... with out much luck. Finally, he decided to come out of hiding and got up fairly close to the people... that is what happens when people don't read signs and decide to feed the wildlife (pretty soon the wildlife is not afraid of the people).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-4600936859860141999?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/4600936859860141999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/4600936859860141999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/10/mt-rainier.html' title='Mt. Rainier'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rx7TbYeUcGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oplj0N3Xkz8/s72-c/IMG_6355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-2462815405123509550</id><published>2007-10-17T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:46:01.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting Go...</title><content type='html'>We are back in Washington after a refreshing weekend in Minnesota. We came home for my cousin Nick's wedding... and had the chance to catch up with some people (mostly family and a few old friends.) I also finally got the chance to clean up the house a little. We have had a few challenging weeks trying to adjust out here in Washington. The paperwork and other things that come with moving and starting a new job hasn't been much fun. But at last things are turning around and we are getting settled. Traveling nursing is a lifestyle, and consequently takes a little adjusting! I also realized that since I never left home to go to college (I have only moved once... and that was to my own house), a lot of my challenges with adjusting come from "leaving home" and trying to let go. Living in an apartment takes a little getting used to (hearing other people flush their toilets, wash their clothes and needing to have volume control!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RxZz8YeUcAI/AAAAAAAAAH8/05yfNADf3B8/s1600-h/IMG_6269.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RxZz8YeUcAI/AAAAAAAAAH8/05yfNADf3B8/s320/IMG_6269.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming home we got the chance to see family, which is always a pleasure. Marina is growing up so fast. Mom and Martha brought her outside to the large Maple tree in the back yard and taught her how to run into the pile! It was really fun to see her go. She is quite the character with her laughter and contagious smile. She is going to be a great big sister. (Only a few more months left to go.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RxZz9YeUcBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rtIb3uYWsfo/s1600-h/IMG_6241.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RxZz9YeUcBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rtIb3uYWsfo/s320/IMG_6241.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a face like that (and a matching personality) what's not to love about her! It is wonderful to us that she recognizes family and is very flexible when being passed around from one to another. She knows my mom and Martha very well... which can be a challenge in church when they are ushering or being Eucharistic Ministers... Marina spots them up front and wants to join them! It is kind of funny, unless you are the one holding her and trying to keep her quiet. She also loves phones and purses... she seems to have an internal radar that can detect open purses or cell phones left around... she disappears and in a few moments can be found wondering around the house with her new treasures! Of course we laugh at her, and then she laughs back. She is such an adorable little person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RxZz94eUcCI/AAAAAAAAAIM/fLM1n8Fn8RY/s1600-h/IMG_6224.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RxZz94eUcCI/AAAAAAAAAIM/fLM1n8Fn8RY/s320/IMG_6224.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my notes from our Honeymoon and our Pope pictures at home... I will go back and add in the missing dates in case any one wants to see more from our honeymoon.  I am not sure how many days that will take, but it is on my agenda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-2462815405123509550?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/2462815405123509550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/2462815405123509550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/10/letting-go.html' title='Letting Go...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RxZz8YeUcAI/AAAAAAAAAH8/05yfNADf3B8/s72-c/IMG_6269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-8081530029209598958</id><published>2007-10-07T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:34:29.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oktoberfest</title><content type='html'>We didn't make it to the Puyallup fair... but we did go to the Oktoberfest that is held at the fairgrounds. Funny how we went to Berlin and couldn't find any German food... guess we had to go all the way to Washington to get some! We spent a few hours hanging out, eating Weinersnitzel and listening to German polka music before I headed off to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RxhBWIeUcDI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OkQ7OaEqFVc/s1600-h/IMG_6195.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RxhBWIeUcDI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OkQ7OaEqFVc/s320/IMG_6195.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lady was in a swing that was hanging from the ceiling. They used a lift to get her on the swing and then she is belted in. It was interesting... I am not sure that I would want that job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RxhBWoeUcEI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PiO1Di_Mdfk/s1600-h/IMG_6198.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RxhBWoeUcEI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PiO1Di_Mdfk/s320/IMG_6198.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a family of singers/musicians. The dad played the Accordion, the mom on the keyboard... and their three daughters also played different instruments (the clarinet, violin and the bells). They had terrific harmony. The drummer, trumpet and guitar players were friends of the family. We really enjoyed listening to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RxhBW4eUcFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_Ujpwa0hjc4/s1600-h/IMG_6199.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RxhBW4eUcFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_Ujpwa0hjc4/s320/IMG_6199.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of the songs these dancers got up and starting waltzing. It was great to watch them in their traditional costumes. The room was decorated with the German flag and banners of Red, Gold and Black. Another building had a Scandinavian festival going on. That one was mostly crafts, a smaller stage for music and some food. We saw two different Beer Gardens, but being that I had to work... we passed on the beer!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-8081530029209598958?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/8081530029209598958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/8081530029209598958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/10/oktoberfest.html' title='Oktoberfest'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RxhBWIeUcDI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OkQ7OaEqFVc/s72-c/IMG_6195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-3943163497426787869</id><published>2007-09-29T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T00:19:04.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One week down...</title><content type='html'>We arrived in Puyallap (Pew-all-up) one week ago... and it has been an interesting week! I am now starting to feel as if we are settled in. (It is much easier to clean this apartment than to clean up the house.)  We found a church a few miles away (and have managed to locate it twice now!)  We have also located a grocery store with reasonable prices, and I have put in a few shifts at work!  Corey has gotten the internet, cable and a land line up and running (which is a life saver with all of our phone calls since our cell phones don't work in the apartment very well.)  The only problem is that I am struggling with my HGTV addiction... I might be able to get the outside of the house and yard designed by the time we get back home again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only worked two shifts at the hospital.  I am doing 8 hour evenings (which is what I am used to), but I am working 5 days a week (instead of the original 12 hr shifts 3 days a week)... which is going to cut into our travel time.  I am working on a surgical unit and I can already tell that I will be gaining quite a bit of experience with new things.  The staff is very friendly and helpful... and my anxiety level is starting to taper off!  I will post more pics and info on what we are up to later.  Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-3943163497426787869?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/3943163497426787869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/3943163497426787869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-week-down.html' title='One week down...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-4183996528773126660</id><published>2007-09-22T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T11:17:35.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt Rushmore</title><content type='html'>We made it to Mount Rushmore.  It is a very beautiful and large monument!  Gutzon Borglum started carving it when he was 60 (along with help from many unskilled local men.)  He died before it was completed and his son Lincoln worked a meare six more months before deaming it done (even though his father intended it to be bigger).  It was started in the 1920's and completed 14 years later in 1941 (with the start of the war funding could not be found).  We went to the visitor center/museum before we headed to Mt Rushmore where we learned quite a bit about the Borglum story.  It was quite fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RvlOvoeUb8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/DA3X_pnR1r8/s1600-h/IMG_6022.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RvlOvoeUb8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/DA3X_pnR1r8/s320/IMG_6022.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The union of these four presidents carved on the face of the everlasting hills of South Dakota will consitute a distinctly national monument.  It will be decidedly American in its conception, in its magnitude, in its meaning and altogether worthy of our country.  From dedication address by President Calivin Coolidge - 1927&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RvlOv4eUb9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/58HIyzZfQhw/s1600-h/IMG_6029.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RvlOv4eUb9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/58HIyzZfQhw/s320/IMG_6029.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A monument's dimensions should be determined by the importance to civilization of the events commemorated....let us place there, carved high, as close to heaven as we can....our leaders, their faces, to show posterity what manner of men they were.  Then breathe a prayer that these records will endure until the wind and the rain alone shall wear them away.  Gutzon Borglum -1930&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RvlOwIeUb-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Rnfo8_-V4L0/s1600-h/IMG_6019.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RvlOwIeUb-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Rnfo8_-V4L0/s320/IMG_6019.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RvlOwYeUb_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Jq4QPL5V60k/s1600-h/IMG_6043.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RvlOwYeUb_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Jq4QPL5V60k/s320/IMG_6043.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-4183996528773126660?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/4183996528773126660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/4183996528773126660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/09/mt-rushmore.html' title='Mt Rushmore'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RvlOvoeUb8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/DA3X_pnR1r8/s72-c/IMG_6022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-6728837161501840372</id><published>2007-09-20T22:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:35:53.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rapid City, SD</title><content type='html'>We have made it over 700 miles today, and are resting our heads in Rapid City, South Dakota!  Today's adventures included a trip to Owatonna to visit Corey's grandparents... and a long trek across South Dakota.  Tomorrow we will head down to Mt. Rushmore and then over thru Wyoming and spending the night in Montana (even though Corey is not so found of that state...) After spending way too much time trying to get this internet up and running (we finally had to get another room)... I am ready to hit the sack... We are hoping to be in our apartment by Saturday night, as I report to work Monday morning. The good news is that we gain a few hours on our trek west.  The not so fun news is remembering on our long car ride today all of things that we forgot!  Thankfully many of them can be picked up at Target when we get there... the rest we will have to either get in October on our weekend visit home, or do without!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-6728837161501840372?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/6728837161501840372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/6728837161501840372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/09/rapid-city-sd.html' title='Rapid City, SD'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-4514594357273940169</id><published>2007-09-08T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T13:08:04.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papal Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here are a few pics from our day with the Holy Father... we have the pics of us with him (but atlas I do not have a scanner with me... so they will have to be posted later.)  I will be adding more later also.  Hope you enjoy a few photos of our trip.  We are able to use our laptop at this point, but the server is coming up in German... so it is still a challenge!  Oh, the joys of going over seas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RuL_n19v2pI/AAAAAAAAAGk/XWnEsN3dW4w/s1600-h/IMG_4214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RuL_n19v2pI/AAAAAAAAAGk/XWnEsN3dW4w/s320/IMG_4214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RuL_oF9v2qI/AAAAAAAAAGs/EhjTiDFf4MM/s1600-h/IMG_4237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RuL_oF9v2qI/AAAAAAAAAGs/EhjTiDFf4MM/s320/IMG_4237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RuL_oV9v2rI/AAAAAAAAAG0/eyeIKTrPRwc/s1600-h/IMG_4193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RuL_oV9v2rI/AAAAAAAAAG0/eyeIKTrPRwc/s320/IMG_4193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-4514594357273940169?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/4514594357273940169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/4514594357273940169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/09/papal-pics.html' title='Papal Pics'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RuL_n19v2pI/AAAAAAAAAGk/XWnEsN3dW4w/s72-c/IMG_4214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-8674592878302726939</id><published>2007-09-05T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T08:27:14.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papal Blessing...</title><content type='html'>Today we got up extra early (5:30 to be exact), to get dressed for our audience with the Holy Father.  When we went to get the tickets yesterday we were told that he does not greet each couple individualy as JPII did, and the time has been extended to one year instead of two months.   So we got a taxi this morning and arrived at St. Peters at 7:15... the gates were to open at 8, with the audience starting at 10.  It was cool and windy this morning and my veil went flying through the crowd... someone caught it and Corey had to go running after it to get it back.  I paid a little more attention to it after that.  Getting in was a mad rush (like it usually is when going to see the Pope... everyone wants to be close.)  We were seated in a special section on the stage for the newly weds.  I think there were about 40 couples.  We were in the third row (so I figured there was no chance that we would get close enough to Pope Benedict).  Thankfully Corey is tall enough to get some good pictures... and he is getting very good at using our camera also!  The weekly catechesis was from the Gospel of Matthew talking about loving our enemies.   Of course the Gospel reading and Catechesis took over an hour as it was done in about 6 different languages.   (And we had some German bands playing short songs for the Pope.)  Afterwards he did the Papal Blessing... extending it to those family members not present (especially the sick and children.)  He then started to go through a row of important people before he headed to the newly wed section.  We were trying to get close (but for those who have been there before, you will remember all of the guards that are watching your every move... so I was not having much success, plus I did not want to be close if Corey was not there with me.)  We got some great pictures being in the next row back (we managed to get a little closer...)  Then the guard moved so we could get against the side barricade.  I was going to take a picture since I thought Pope Benedict was leaving once he got to the end of the row, but the guard signalled me to get the camera down... and there &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; was.  In front of us.   I think we are still both shaking a little.  We had maybe 30 seconds each, to look at him, and kiss his Papal Ring... and then he moved on.  It was awesome!  And really too much to put into words.  Definately the highlight of our trip.  We were the seventh couple... he met three more, and then was gone again.  Tomorrow we are going to look at the professional pictures that were taken and order some of them.  From there we took the bus back to the hotel to take a nap for awhile (this getting up early stuff is hard on us!)  Then it was off to Mc Donalds again... and the internet.  I think I have had more fast food, pizza and pop on this trip then I have had in the last year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internet time will be much more sparse the rest of the trip... it at all.  I will add the pictures and the missing days when we return.  Please continue to keep us in your prayers, as you are in ours.   God Bless, and take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-8674592878302726939?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/8674592878302726939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/8674592878302726939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/09/papal-blessing.html' title='Papal Blessing...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-945575007647329937</id><published>2007-09-02T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T07:37:53.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Mary Major</title><content type='html'>Sunday... a day of rest.  After getting up for breakfast, we took the Metro to St. Mary Majors for Mass.  We went at noon so we could check out the church afterwards.  It is very beautiful (lots of Gold)!  We spent some time at St. Peters square where a bird pooped on Coreys school notes and the computer bag.  I got some postcards written for our grandparents and parents.... but I will have to wait until tomorrow to send them.  Many things are closed here on Sunday (which is good that they observe the Sabath... but gets annoying as an American who is used to everything being open.)  We did get some Gelati for lunch (more concerned about the school work than eating right now.)  I am starting to realize how many things at home I take for granted.... AC, internet, car, cell phone, food, things being open, 24 hour service.  These blog entries may start to slow down now that Corey is done with school for a few weeks (this last week has been more than a pain in the neck... but at least he has been able to get the next two weeks off.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-945575007647329937?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/945575007647329937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/945575007647329937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/09/st-mary-major.html' title='St. Mary Major'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-3924965327695375170</id><published>2007-09-01T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T07:31:22.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time Elevator...</title><content type='html'>Todays goal was to check out the internet place (get Coreys school work done) and then go to the Time Elevator. After breakfast we took the bus to St. Peters and sat in the shade of the arms surrounding the square for while. The lines were very long (making us grateful that we are here long enough to wait out the weekend crowds. When we got to the internet place we realized how nice it would be to be able to read the signs (to know when they would be open). A police officer told us 1500, so we decided to head to the time machine. Walking by the Vatican musuem we saw even longer lines (it was about 10am), &amp; for those who have been to Rome the line for the museum was almost to the entrance point of Vatican city (where the Swiss guards in blue guard the gate). I was shocked, and very grateful that we are going next week when people are working. We did a little window shopping on the way, got a few postcards and made mental notes of what we might want later. We are getting better at this metro thing and managed to find our way back to the Trevi Fountain (I did have to chuckle when I realized that the skeleton church and Hard Rock are pretty close to the Metro!) We did find the North American College and US Bishops Office (which of course was closed). However, now we know where to pick up our tickets to see the Pope next week. When we got close to the Time Elevator I realized how close we were to Victor Emmanual II monument (seems the map makes things look farther away then they really are...) The Time Elevator presentation was really cool and gave us a little more history about Rome. It started with Romulas and Remas, then went to Julius Cesar, Emperor Nero burning down Rome to build more monuments, the Coliseum, Christianity coming to Rome and a few more interesting things. It lasted about 45 minutes and was on one of those rides where you sit in the chairs, and it moves you around (reminded me of Walt Disney World.) We were so close to the Pantheon that we kept on going. It is now a beautiful Basilica. From there we stoped at San Maria in Minerva where much to my surprise was the body of St. Catherine is kept (her head is on display in Sienna). She was responsible for bringing the Pope back to Rome from Avigna, France... and is also the patron Saint of Nurses. While her body is incorupt... it is not on display (as they have split her relic in peices... part in Rome and part in Sienna.  From there we walk back to Metro and back to the internet place only to discover that it was not open (even though the sign said so), we waited for an hour and decided to take the bus back... So Corey got on the internet by Mc Donalds, while I attempted to find a flash drive (unfortunately mine are all in my other computer bag on a chair in the dining room at home). I did not have any luck finding a flash drive, but I did find the Grocery Store! With all of that excitement we went back to hotel to admire the empty pool (too bad it does not have water in it!)  One thing is for sure, we are definately getting a work out on this trip with all of the walking! Corey made the comment a few days ago that while camp made it difficult to prepare in terms of packing (and we are paying for that now...) it did prepare us in terms of walking. Although we are still very tired when we get back to the hotel at night. Corey thought we could try another way back to the internet place and restaurants tonight... turned out to be longer (but we found another internet site if we need one!)  For supper we went to the Pizzaria down the street from the internet, the food was great... but they did not speak English, and that made Corey pretty frustrated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-3924965327695375170?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/3924965327695375170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/3924965327695375170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/09/time-elevator.html' title='The Time Elevator...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-7159920517075889292</id><published>2007-08-31T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T11:51:30.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shutting off the AC!?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>Sleeping in... well almost. We had to get up at 8 to eat breakfast (with the cost of food we can not afford to miss our continental breakfast!) The fan helped the AC out immensely and since we were so tired from walking and going to bed later, we thought we would sleep some more. We woke up at 1 to discover the AC was not working anymore, so we decided to get out of the room and find out the problem. The guy at the front desk informed us the AC is shut off from 10-3 everyday since no one is in the hotel room (as he pointed at all of the keys behind them.) We have to turn in our key everytime we leave the hotel. I guess that is another incentive to get up early.... So we headed to our bus stop (we are getting better at getting around.) We were on the bus and waiting for our stop, just after the door closed at this one stop Corey said that we should get off on that stop sometime... I decided to look closer and realized that was our stop! So we got off at the next one. For lunch we ate outside a little cafe on the street in front of St. Peters... I had pizza and Corey had lasagna (umm... it was good.) And as a side note, they only take Visa. This credit card stuff can get to be annoying (it is nice to get the best exchange rate and know they are being honest... but most places do not take Discover.) Being that close we headed to St. Peters for the rest of the afternoon. It seemed that the lines in front of the Basilica were pretty short... until we got closer and realized that now everyone has to go through a metal detector to get in. (Guess the "War of Terrorism" has streched all the way to the Vatican!) The metal detector was kind of funny though. People were beeping and the guy on the other end with the wand kept talking on his cell phone (seems that is a favorite passtime of the police around here!) The bag check guy was also looking up several times as the bags wizzed through the machine. Inside we checked out the church; new things have been added since I have been there last. Corey got to see his first Incorruptible... we also went to the Basilica museum (I do not think I have ever seen so much gold and diamonds in one place!) After that we took the bus back to the internet place to do some homework (for Corey). We saw some people riding bicycles that managed to stay ahead of the bus (granted we were making stops and stuck in traffic sometimes... but it was kind of funny.) For dinner we found a little restaurant across the street. We shared Bruschettà and I had a ham &amp;amp; cheese Calzone. Corey ordered "what those people are eating". He found out afterwards that it was Swordfish... I think the side was eggplant and tomatoes. He thought it was very good (I tried the Swordfish and tomatoes... but not the eggplant!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-7159920517075889292?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/7159920517075889292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/7159920517075889292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/08/shutting-off-ac.html' title='Shutting off the AC!?!?!?!'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-6369293564498964834</id><published>2007-08-30T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T10:49:05.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Rock, Roman Forum &amp; Dinner Cruise</title><content type='html'>Today was a much wiser day for us (we did learn a few things...) We had a two day pass for a "Hop-on" "Hop-off" Tour. Yesterday we went around once, and today we did the tourist thing of getting off. So far we have managed to eat at Mc Donalds and the Hard Rock! It helped us feel better (we needed a few comfort foods while we were adjusting!) For a few hours today we felt like we were back in America as we listen to music videos at the Hard Rock and got to see an English Menu! The waiters even spoke to us in English... wow, it felt great. We have not been in many churches yet as we went to the stops on our tour that were not easily accessible via the Metro (we are trying to keep things as easy as possible in the future so as to not get lost again.) This included the "Skeleton" Church (or I think more properly referred to as the Capuchian church). We also spent time at the Trevi Fountain and the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier (it is a huge monument... sometimes refered to as the Typewritter monument or better know as Victor Emanuel II.) We checked out the museum and saw some pretty awesome sites. From there we went to the Roman Forum (which is much bigger than it was 7 years ago... they have exavated quite a large area). We saw the place were Peter and Paul were in chains (and then escaped.) Next we went by the Coliseum, and then got back on the bus to head to find the Internet place from yesterday (we have been to three different ones to try and decide which one will work best.) This is the only one with PowerPoint... but it is in Italian! We shall see how much Corey and I can remember from using our English version (thank goodness I have also done my share of those!) It is better than nothing. We also picked up a small fan... this AC just does not cut it. The temp is 35 degrees C... not sure what that is in F, except it was 26C in Los Angelas today. It sprinkled off and on, and the breeze helped it out a little. The dinner cruise was also interesting. We sat by a couple from Mexico who were also on their Honeymoon (and also thought Rome to be very confusing. Imagine that!) It was a four course meal, which was fine (but nothing we would make again at home... or order at a restaurant). We saw homeless people on the banks of the River sleeping in tents under the bridges, and grafiti all over the walls of the embankment. There was also some carnival going on so we saw some tents and people playing games. It was ok, but not exactly what we were envisioning. Corey even thought the boat was scraping the bottom of the river a few times, but we did not get stuck.  Getting home was another great adventure. We were a little braver, and did make it. However, we were a little off on our bus stop, and then managed to get on a bus that parked for 20 minutes. That was interesting since we did not have a clue where we were! We got back about 12:30 am... and decided that tomorrow would be a day to take it easy, and sleep in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-6369293564498964834?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/6369293564498964834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/6369293564498964834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/08/hard-rock-roman-forum-dinner-cruise.html' title='Hard Rock, Roman Forum &amp; Dinner Cruise'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-4240190643839144034</id><published>2007-08-29T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T10:55:15.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal City...</title><content type='html'>We made it!  After way too many hours of traveling (and missing night in the time zone change), we slept the rest of Tuesday to wake to an interesting city.  We are both feeling out of place as we try to maneuver a foreign city with a definate language barrier!  We have now become those annoying people who do not know the language.  We have found the roads to be quite challenging, and even getting back to the hotel the first time very difficult (despite having two maps... which were both a little confusing!)  I think tomorrow will be a better day!  Even trying to post this is a challenge as we are in an internet place, all the words on the screen are in Italian... and the keys are a little different then what I am used to (I am glad that I check my email and blog site enough at home that I know my way around the sites!)  Once we figure out the rules and a few norms of this place we will be fine.  A little more sleep might be nice also.  What does not kill us will make a stronger, right?  We are scheduled for an audience with Pope Benedict on September 5th... so please continue to keep us in your prayers that all will go well. Due to many technical difficulties I am not sure I will be able to post very often or to post any pictures until we get home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-4240190643839144034?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/4240190643839144034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/4240190643839144034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/08/eternal-city.html' title='Eternal City...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-3916344710275563982</id><published>2007-08-24T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T08:59:18.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OmniPod</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;One of the things I love about Camp is the chance to hang out with Endocrinologists, Fellows, Residents, Med Students, Diabetes Educators and Reps from different Pump Companies.  It gives me a chance to get the inside scoop on what is going on in the world of diabetes (as well as their opinions... all of which are different!)  This week I got to try out an OmniPod (&lt;a href="http://www.omnipod.com/"&gt;www.omnipod.com&lt;/a&gt;) for a few days.  It is a "cordless" insulin pump. There are some really cool things about it (like not being attached to a device, &amp; always being connected.)  Some downs sides is that it is easy to forget the programming part of the pump &amp; the pod is larger than than the insertion site of a regular pump.  The OmniPod also holds only 200 units of insulin when a few other pumps hold over 300. The insertion part was really nice (it didn't hurt at all!) The pod is programmed to give a set amount of insulin all the time (even without the handheld device in range... &amp; then when you want to change that program or take more insulin one just needs to have the device within a foot of the Pod.)  The Pod deactivates after 72 hours (with an extra 8 hour window) for safety... so people can't wear their sites longer than recommended.  The large size of the adhesive is suppose to keep it from coming off... however I had to remove mine after two days because the adhesive pulled off enough that the tubing kinked.  I could probably fix that problem with placing a tegaderm under the site for more stability (that is what I did with my first pump.)  The OmniPod has been out for two years on the East Coast &amp; is just now spreading across the US, they are still a small companies (&amp;amp; most employees have diabetes).  Comparred to MiniMed which is huge &amp; has the largest market share of pump wearers. &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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rs74iV9v2nI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tU8b7jPGCU0/s1600-h/IMG_3710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rs74iV9v2nI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tU8b7jPGCU0/s320/IMG_3710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;How did I like it?  I thought it was a cool idea. It was nice to not have my pump around my waist or deal with tubing  (while changing, going to the bathroom, showering, etc.)  On the flip side the Pod could be a challenge to hide under some clothing, &amp; should an individual need more than 200 units in 3 days, it could get expensive.  The OmniPod is about $1,000 up front with the sensors costing about $340 a month... compared to a traditional pump being over $6,000 with monthly supplies in $100's.  Over a period of four years (which the warranty for all pumps) the expensive is suppose to even out... with the costs being more spread out throughout the life of the pump instead of all up front.  The Pod is water proof, but the handheld device is not.  My Deltec insulin pump right now is waterproof (&lt;a href="http://www.cozmore.com/"&gt;www.cozmore.com&lt;/a&gt;) ... but none of the others on the market are.  OmniPod is hoping in the future to have the cannula on one end dispensing insulin and a sensor on the other monitoring interstitial fluid for a continuous blood sugar feedback.  Both would be controlled with the cordless monitor.  Sounds kind of cool to me.  However, in diabetes language it could be right around the corner... or forever away.  As Dr. Mike would say "five years" means they don't have a clue and it could be many years!  With so many companies competing to come out on top and have the next best thing... the technology used to treat diabetes is exploding (which is great for us with diabetes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rs74il9v2oI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0H1F0NisrDU/s1600-h/IMG_3711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rs74il9v2oI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0H1F0NisrDU/s320/IMG_3711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The other cool thing around camp is the sensor that goes with the MiniMed pump. A few of the docs are wearing it... some who love it, &amp; some who have tried it &amp; think it will take more time to get perfected.  Almost all of the pump companies are working on having sensors to go with their pumps (some are in FDA approval &amp; some have not gotten that far yet.)  In a few years I am sure that the selection of products will be much more sophisticated than now.  The other issue is that most insurance companies are not willing to pay for the sensors at this time (those that are paying... their customers are wearing the sensors, and really liking them.)  The two companies that have sensors are MiniMed (&lt;a href="http://www.minimed.com/"&gt;www.minimed.com&lt;/a&gt;) and DexCom (&lt;a href="http://www.dexcom.com/"&gt;www.dexcom.com&lt;/a&gt;) .  Two nights ago it was kind of funny as Molly's sensor kept going off (she was low), but know one really knew who's pump or sensor it was (since a few of us were trying out different pumps that we were used to, &amp; Molly just got her sensor!)  By the time my warrenty runs out on this pump (a year from October) there should be a much better selection.  I would think that a few more companies will be on board with the sensors and the ones that are out will be more perfected. &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;Dr. Mike has been a Peds Endocrinologist at the IDC for years (I think this might be his 30th year at camp), as he is getting closer to retirement it is very interesting to get his perspective on things.  He made the comment that the more we find out about Chronic Illnesses (like Diabetes) the more we realize just how complex they are.  That perhaps our idea of two types of diabetes will very soon be replaced with the concept that each individual has a much different disease (we can no longer do one regimen fits all...)  This is already happening at the forefront of diabetes.  Unfortunately we still have many doctors who are living in the dark ages...&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/3468226303195968189-3916344710275563982?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/3916344710275563982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/3916344710275563982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/08/omnipod.html' title='OmniPod'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rs74iV9v2nI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tU8b7jPGCU0/s72-c/IMG_3710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-6271540796506130784</id><published>2007-08-22T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T13:15:28.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Session 2 Needlepoint...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I had the trailblazers girls again this week. We got to go on our overnight on Tuesday this week instead of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rsxbsl9v2mI/AAAAAAAAAGM/FyDVik0Sv4U/s1600-h/IMG_3731.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rsxbsl9v2mI/AAAAAAAAAGM/FyDVik0Sv4U/s320/IMG_3731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Morgan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rohr&lt;/span&gt; last week in the health office when she was a CIT (and I couldn't resist asking if she might be related to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rohrs&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Brainerd&lt;/span&gt;.) I was surprised when she said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; was her aunt! It is such a small world. Well, the world got smaller when I was assigned to her Trailblazers this week. She is an awesome kid... &amp; I have enjoyed hanging out with her &amp;amp; her cabin group. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; her mom to let her know she ran into me... and it turns out her brother is staying at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Heinze's&lt;/span&gt; this week (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; and her husband). It is all kind of funny to me. Morgan thought I looked familiar... turns out she remembers me from taking pics at Steph &amp; Loren's wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsxbrF9v2jI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4a2Jq0hz0-Q/s1600-h/IMG_3712.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsxbrF9v2jI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4a2Jq0hz0-Q/s320/IMG_3712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So our granola melted &amp;amp; looked pretty nasty! Morgan thought it looked like a turd, but it tasted pretty good. The girls were a little reluctant to try it, but that just meant more for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsxbsF9v2kI/AAAAAAAAAF8/JTFRp1hcIg0/s1600-h/IMG_3715.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsxbsF9v2kI/AAAAAAAAAF8/JTFRp1hcIg0/s320/IMG_3715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our little village in the woods. We had 10 tents out by the horses. It was kind of neat because they weren't visible from outside the woods... you had to walk in a ways to see them. Everything was still wet from the rain that we have been getting, so the trail staff brought out dry logs and fire starters (which were great!) It started to rain after two of three cabins had their food done. Luckily it didn't rain for long (we were able to finish the food for the last group.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsxbsV9v2lI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RuS7QipDMvk/s1600-h/IMG_3727.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsxbsV9v2lI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RuS7QipDMvk/s320/IMG_3727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The rainbow afterwards was pretty cool though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img 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/3468226303195968189-6271540796506130784?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/6271540796506130784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/6271540796506130784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-met-morgan-rohr-last-week-in-health.html' title='Session 2 Needlepoint...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rsxbsl9v2mI/AAAAAAAAAGM/FyDVik0Sv4U/s72-c/IMG_3731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-1438085511443577405</id><published>2007-08-17T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T21:34:19.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington State...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsZyY19v2gI/AAAAAAAAAFc/5WGk9xHD5S0/s1600-h/IMG_3660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsZyY19v2gI/AAAAAAAAAFc/5WGk9xHD5S0/s320/IMG_3660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here are a few pictures from trail last night. I was the nurse for the trailblazer girls and we spent the night on the beach. Two of the counselors and I slept out under the stars. It was beautiful... but I was unable to get any good night pics without my tripod. First week of Camp will be finished tomorrow, and Corey will be going home. I however, have one more week of camp left before we head to Europe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsZyZl9v2hI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ABcIeBQLSYk/s1600-h/IMG_3664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsZyZl9v2hI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ABcIeBQLSYk/s320/IMG_3664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears that we will be headed to Washington State for our first assignment (starting September 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;). We have to finish up on the details, and the contract isn't signed yet... however, it will be shortly. The city is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Puyallup&lt;/span&gt;, Washington. The city Website is:&lt;a href="http://www.cityofpuyallup.org/"&gt; http://www.cityofpuyallup.org/&lt;/a&gt; Their population is 33,011 people. It is located at the foot of Mount Rainier in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pudget&lt;/span&gt; Sound, about 10 miles East of Tacoma, 20 miles North of Olympia &amp; 35 miles South of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Seattle&lt;/span&gt;. I will be working at Good Samaritan Hospital 12 hour evening shifts (11-11:30). The hospital is a not-for-profit, 225 bed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JCAHO&lt;/span&gt; certified &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;facility&lt;/span&gt; with over 300 physicians. If you are curious their website is : &lt;a href="http://www.goodsamhealth.org/"&gt;http://www.goodsamhealth.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsZyZl9v2iI/AAAAAAAAAFs/89hHl1ebzXQ/s1600-h/IMG_3672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsZyZl9v2iI/AAAAAAAAAFs/89hHl1ebzXQ/s320/IMG_3672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;We will keep you updated! Take care. &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/3468226303195968189-1438085511443577405?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/1438085511443577405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/1438085511443577405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/08/washington-state.html' title='Washington State...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsZyY19v2gI/AAAAAAAAAFc/5WGk9xHD5S0/s72-c/IMG_3660.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-1744896125111207657</id><published>2007-08-14T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T09:33:29.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Needlepoint</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsHWowePfgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/C1q8KNJexdc/s1600-h/IMG_3592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsHWowePfgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/C1q8KNJexdc/s320/IMG_3592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here we are at my beloved Camp Needlepoint! It is the first of two weeks, &amp; we are celebrating 50 years of camping with diabetes. I think that is awesome... we have a couple hundred campers each week, most of which are on insulin pumps. The kids range in age from 8-17, &amp;amp; do a variety of activities. (Swimming, sailing, cannoeing trips, kayaking, horseback riding, rock climbing... &amp; the list goes on.) I am here for two weeks as part of the medical staff, &amp;amp; Corey is here the first week. He is a counselor for the trailblazers! He is in charge of ten (10 &amp; 11 yr old) boys, along with his two co-counselors Shampoo &amp;amp; Levi! I think they have their work cut out for them. For those who have heard of the treacherous "Beach Path"... Corey having fully experienced it, now believes that I wasn't just being a complainer when I said it was tough to go up! It is definatly one of those things that one must experience first hand to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsHWrAePfiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4wk94xNKejU/s1600-h/IMG_3586.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsHWrAePfiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4wk94xNKejU/s320/IMG_3586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening campfire found Corey somehow the center of the Trailblazer counselors' skit (he said they told him to do as he was told, as he they were a little challenged at getting organized). I missed half of it as the medical staff was a little slow at getting to campfire (we couldn't decide what to do either.) He was working on his spitting for the skit (I think he was just pretending!) That is about all I can figure out (I don't remember the whole skit though... since most of the time they seem to recycle the same ones every year.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsHWrwePfjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SzQrW9WRRSw/s1600-h/IMG_3590.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsHWrwePfjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SzQrW9WRRSw/s320/IMG_3590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;They were however more prepared then us... on the way to the front, a little surprised (&amp; unprepared Medical Staff) decided on Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer... since we never get to sing Christmas songs at camp! It went over pretty good. Not sure if the kids really liked Rudolph... or if we got away with it because of who we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsHWpgePfhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/o6JvBEbOZ6g/s1600-h/IMG_3597.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsHWpgePfhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/o6JvBEbOZ6g/s320/IMG_3597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here they are getting ready for a rowdy all camp game of Capture the Flag. Corey's cabin was on the blue team (as you can tell by the face paint). The real chaos didn't start until later when the Major Thunderstorms and Straight Line winds came through camp. I had the "privilege" of being the one to spend the night in the Medical Center... &amp;amp; hence greet everyone in the basement of the dining hall when the Sirens went off. A few male counselors got chosen to entertain the campers in the large room that felt like a sauna (my glasses fogged up when I walked in!) Finally a little after midnight the campers went back to their cabin... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&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;/span&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/3468226303195968189-1744896125111207657?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/1744896125111207657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/1744896125111207657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/08/camp-needlepoint.html' title='Camp Needlepoint'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RsHWowePfgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/C1q8KNJexdc/s72-c/IMG_3592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-5562930154621832206</id><published>2007-08-07T19:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T09:12:56.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>07.07.07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Here we are at our one month anniversary, and I thought I would share with you a few stats surrounding the craziness of 07.07.07! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rrqx5AePfZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dxo9qWu8qDE/s1600-h/IMG_3577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rrqx5AePfZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dxo9qWu8qDE/s320/IMG_3577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had a few 7's (some intentional and some not...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;diamonds in my engagement ring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people in our Bridal Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;children in the Wells family (those who brought up the gifts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;parents and grandparents present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 items for dinner (Chinese Chicken, Garlic Mashed Potatoes, Broccoli with Cashews, Corn, Rolls, Wedding Cake &amp; Beverages!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who were there may have remembered it as being hot... but perhaps you didn't know that we broke the record high at 97 degrees! The low was 57 &amp;amp; the average was 77.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The knot.com estimated that a typical wedding weekend in July has 12,000 couples getting married, the once in a lifetime 07.07.07 found over 38,000 couple tying the knot (three times the normal amount!) Which turned out to be the biggest day ever in wedding history. Last year on July 8th, 12,226 couples walked down the isle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Las Vegas Wedding Chapels were opening up at 6am and extending hours to 11:59 to accommodate the mass numbers... a few resorts were hosting 77 weddings that day (3 times their normal amount.) The Clark County marriage bureau (Las Vegas) issued over 1,600 licenses on Friday (4 times the normal amount)... and people braved the 114 degree temperatures waiting in line to get hitched. The Garden of Love was scheduled to marry 400 couples, while a Little White Wedding Chapel was said to host over 500!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At many 6 flags amusement parks 7 lucky winners got married at 7am on their favorite rides (putting the total to over 100), while Wal-Mart hosted 7 couples at their local Garden Center (all expenses paid) &amp; 77 couples got married at the Phoenix zoo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By June, there was over 20,500 Google hits for the term"777 Wedding", and the popularity even inspired merchandise specifically for that date. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We also have the privilege of sharing an anniversary with the Brothertons (Corey was their Ring bearer 23 years ago!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rrqx5gePfaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iuFujPY3HI4/s1600-h/image-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rrqx5gePfaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iuFujPY3HI4/s320/image-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Reasons that "7" is such a lucky or popular number:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 days in a week... God created the world in 6 days and rested on the 7th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 Natural &amp; 7 Modern Wonders of the World&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The walls of Jericho fell after 7 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7-7-7 is the top slot machine jackpot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three 7's add up to 21 in Black Jack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In numerology 7 is filled with mysticism &amp;amp; thought to be the most significant number&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 notes on a musical scale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Catholicism 7 deadly sins, 7 virtues &amp; 7 sacraments &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Judaism the bride circles her groom 7 times &amp;amp; they feast for 7 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the Bible it means finalization, completion &amp; represents a covenant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Hinduism the 7 chakras of the body &amp;amp; 7 sages in mythology&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both the bible (507 x's) &amp; the Torah predominately mention 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7-7 is the day of the annual Lovers festival in Japan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Chinese 7 represents "togetherness"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Japanese mythology has 7 Gods which personify earthly happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Islam 7 is a sacred portion, symbolized infinity &amp;amp; they believe in 7 levels of heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Budah was said to have taken 7 sacred steps at birth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ancient Rome was built on 7 hills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Explorers traveled the 7 seas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 continents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ancient Babylonians celebrated 7 planets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 is the definitive number on Cherokee cosmology&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ancient Egyptians believed 7 symbolized eternal life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 oxen pulled the sun across the earth in early Scandinavian lore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 candles lit at Kwanzaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 rings were given to the Dwarf Lords in "Lord of the Rings"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 colors in the rainbow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 old Testament Patriarchs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 requests in the Lord's Prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 demons cast out of Mary Magdalene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Book of Revelation refers to the 7th seal, the 7th son &amp; seven heads of the beast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The big dipper has 7 stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 is a sign of perfection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesus said we must forgive not 7 times, but 70 times 7 times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rrqx5wePfbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tEwZ7CG0hSU/s1600-h/IMG_3535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rrqx5wePfbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tEwZ7CG0hSU/s320/IMG_3535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;The number of towels we received... 28 (7x4!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose we could have gone to Vegas &amp; had the "Seven Ways of Wonderment" Package from the Ritz Carlton in Lake Las Vegas... it included a deluxe room, seven hours of spa treatment for two, a seven-course meal &amp;amp; a tour of Hoover Dam - one of the Seven Wonders - for $7,707. Or we could have gone with a Ritz Carlton "Lucky No. 7" Package in New York - for $77,777 (It included a reception for 77, a 7-tiered wedding cake, 7 Tiffany Diamonds &amp; a 7 night Honeymoon at any Ritz Carlton in the world.) But at last I wouldn't have traded the chance to share our day with all of our family and friends. Hope this provided you with a few laughs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off for now and trying to get ready for our Honeymoon departure on August 27th! Looking at our itinerary I think we will be in "seventh heaven" on a much needed vacation :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &amp; the price of gas that day was also very high... at $3.09.9 a gallon (sorry, no 7'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/3468226303195968189-5562930154621832206?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/5562930154621832206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/5562930154621832206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/08/here-we-are-at-our-one-month.html' title='07.07.07'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rrqx5AePfZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dxo9qWu8qDE/s72-c/IMG_3577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-1687420857781343273</id><published>2007-08-06T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T23:12:01.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Oh, Yes... our beloved Cake. My husband is a lifetime fan of Star Wars (&amp; I also enjoy it, although I don't claim to even begin to know as much as he does!) I wanted something different, &amp;amp; as I thought about it... I thought why not Star Wars? We talked about it &amp; I told Corey if he could find two appropriate figurines for the top we could do it. Anakin &amp;amp; Padme were ruled out (since Anakin becomes Darth Vader), so the next step was finding Hans &amp; Leia. We looked for awhile... &amp;amp; during one of our routine Target visits we found the Galactic Heroes Death Star Escape Pack (every visit to a Target includes a trip to the toy department to check out Star Wars figurines... I guess that is what I get for marrying a former Toy Store Department Manager!) The next step was finding a design. I spent several hours on the Internet, I would have thought I could have better luck finding ideas. Finally, we met with Theresa Stroot, &amp; she said she was game to try just about anything, but recommended trying to do a background from the movies. So I went back to the drawing board &amp;amp; designed the cake myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqvSAePfWI/AAAAAAAAADs/jUWeIymDOiY/s1600-h/IMG_3273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqvSAePfWI/AAAAAAAAADs/jUWeIymDOiY/s320/IMG_3273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The background is supposed to be the hallways of the Death Star (for those who do not know, that is the Space Station that was created by the Empire to destroy planets.) In Episode IV, the Rebel fighters go to the Death Star to destroy it &amp; save Princess Leia. The set up for the cake has C3PO &amp;amp; RD-D2 on the bottom in the hanger. The next level up is Chewbacca &amp; Luke coming around a corner to face a Stormtrooper &amp;amp; an Empire Droid (R2-Q5). On the next tier one finds Darth Vader fighting with Obi Wan Kenobi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqvSQePfXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/0HzGaE7nCcM/s1600-h/IMG_3272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqvSQePfXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/0HzGaE7nCcM/s320/IMG_3272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...&amp; finally Hans saving his beloved Leia! Sounds like a perfect ending to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqvSQePfYI/AAAAAAAAAD8/P6YAVUKGFEI/s1600-h/IMG_3251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqvSQePfYI/AAAAAAAAAD8/P6YAVUKGFEI/s320/IMG_3251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;It tasted great too! The two side cakes also had figurines on them. One had the Jedi vs. the Sith pack, while the other one had Darth Vader &amp; the Bounty Hunters. When it was all finished &amp;amp; I was looking at our figurines I realized we had 3 Darth Vaders! I guess if what they say is true that all good things come in three... perhaps we should be worried! For now the figurines seem to be doing a great job guarding the guest bedroom...&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/3468226303195968189-1687420857781343273?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/1687420857781343273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/1687420857781343273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/08/our-cake.html' title='Our Cake'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqvSAePfWI/AAAAAAAAADs/jUWeIymDOiY/s72-c/IMG_3273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-1565970264764441307</id><published>2007-08-06T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T23:04:08.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqtvAePfSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/lQddunB1XfI/s1600-h/IMG_3216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqtvAePfSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/lQddunB1XfI/s320/IMG_3216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here are four of our over 1,000 wedding pictures. (I can only post that many in one blog entry.) If you would like you can go the link below to view about 350 that my brother put on the web for us. In the chance that you may have been present and have some digital images that you could share with us we would greatly appreciate it! We know that we are missing some pictures (such as the Pinata and my uncle Leo's arrival), as well as having many different angles so we can choose the best pictures to print. Enjoy! -Laura&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link: &lt;a href="http://ahaa.smugmug.com/gallery/3194218#175960848"&gt;http://ahaa.smugmug.com/gallery/3194218#175960848&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Password: 7707&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqtvQePfTI/AAAAAAAAADE/CyupOeIIY3c/s1600-h/IMG_3183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqtvQePfTI/AAAAAAAAADE/CyupOeIIY3c/s320/IMG_3183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Parents of the Bride: Steve &amp; Iris Shively&lt;br /&gt;Grandparents of the Bride: Bill &amp;amp; Rita Nelson&lt;br /&gt;Mother of the Groom: Diane Oeltjenbruns&lt;br /&gt;Grandparents of the Groom: Milton &amp; Gerri Oeltjenbruns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqtvgePfUI/AAAAAAAAADM/Qb9pMHheGlk/s1600-h/IMG_3223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqtvgePfUI/AAAAAAAAADM/Qb9pMHheGlk/s320/IMG_3223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maid of Honor: Martha Shively (Sister of Bride)&lt;br /&gt;Bridesmaids: Maggie Nelson (Cousin of Bride)&lt;br /&gt;Gretchen Amigon (Sister of Bride)&lt;br /&gt;Flower Girl: Marina Amigon (Niece of Bride)&lt;br /&gt;Best Man: Phil Gallien (Friend of Groom)&lt;br /&gt;Groomsmen: Troy Schilling (Friend of Groom)&lt;br /&gt;Kurt Fruth (Friend of Groom)&lt;br /&gt;Ushers: Isaac Ray (Friend of Bride)&lt;br /&gt;Matt Harris (Cousin of Groom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqtvwePfVI/AAAAAAAAADU/n6QgEw22H3g/s1600-h/IMG_3129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqtvwePfVI/AAAAAAAAADU/n6QgEw22H3g/s320/IMG_3129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img 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/3468226303195968189-1565970264764441307?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/1565970264764441307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/1565970264764441307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/08/wedding-pictures_06.html' title='Wedding Pictures'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/RrqtvAePfSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/lQddunB1XfI/s72-c/IMG_3216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-3751681028358293672</id><published>2007-08-05T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T23:46:58.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A single Step...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rra9sgePfEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/S75jQqD90t8/s1600-h/IMG_3158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rra9sgePfEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/S75jQqD90t8/s320/IMG_3158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&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 style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;So here we are… at the beginning of the greatest journey of our lives. We have been married four weeks, I have just finished working at St. Joseph’s Medical Center (after over 6 years)… and next week we head to Camp Needlepoint (my camp from childhood for kids with diabetes). Corey will be a counselor first week, and I am staying both weeks (as part of the medical staff). We are headed to Europe for our Honeymoon two days after camp is complete. After Rome and Berlin we will be home for a few days to catch a wedding… and then off to traveling nursing. We still do not know our exact destination, only that we are going! (God is in charge of the details… he is so much better at it then me anyways.) I know some think we are crazy, but sometimes the best way to learn to trust God, is to let go completely (and Lord knows I need to practice with this letting go and &lt;em&gt;complete trust&lt;/em&gt; thing!) As I am trying desperately to get the house in order before departure, I am also dealing with the challenge of how to stay connected to those who are staying behind. To the many friends, co-workers and family members who have pleaded with me to keep in touch… to let them know how it is going (and of course to send pictures!)… here is my attempt. I do not know how well it will go, but that it will go. If you are looking for thoughts from my better half on this blog site, chances are it won’t happen. But if you are looking for updates and photos, I will keep you informed! I hope you enjoy, and until next time… take care. God Bless, Laura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-3751681028358293672?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/3751681028358293672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/3751681028358293672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2007/08/single-step.html' title='A single Step...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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/_b0O9vbJzxKc/Rra9sgePfEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/S75jQqD90t8/s72-c/IMG_3158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468226303195968189.post-4417787130801876321</id><published>2007-01-24T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:00:36.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoolights...</title><content type='html'>After picking up Diane from the airport we headed back to the apartment, ate and then went to the Washington Museum of History to see an exhibit about quilting. The Museum was pretty cool it was too bad we didn't have more time to check it out. We then used my new GPS to get us to the 20th anniversary Zoolights display at the Zoo. There were over 1/2 million lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://localhost:1592/5bdd4d46cea76038d1cd5f9600b88129/image5946.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://localhost:1592/5bdd4d46cea76038d1cd5f9600b88129/image5946.jpg?size=320' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning they have a display set up for people to get their pictures taken. We were hoping to use it for our Christmas Picture, but it was too busy... so you will have to enjoy it here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://localhost:1592/5bdd4d46cea76038d1cd5f9600b88129/image5953.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://localhost:1592/5bdd4d46cea76038d1cd5f9600b88129/image5953.jpg?size=320' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corey's favorite animal is the Tiger! This display had the Tiger outlined (so in the dark one could only see the outline and the eyes), of course with my flash you can see all of the tiger. It was neat that the animal light displays were all located by the respective animal houses. We will need to come back sometime during the daytime to actually see the animals! We were able to go into the aquarium which was pretty neat. It had several displays of different water habitats found on Puget sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://localhost:1592/5bdd4d46cea76038d1cd5f9600b88129/image5965.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://localhost:1592/5bdd4d46cea76038d1cd5f9600b88129/image5965.jpg?size=320' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tree was covered with thousands of LED lights. It was neat because with all of the lights the tree was almost invisible underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://localhost:1592/5bdd4d46cea76038d1cd5f9600b88129/image5963.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://localhost:1592/5bdd4d46cea76038d1cd5f9600b88129/image5963.jpg?size=320' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several displays were found throughout the zoo mostly with animals involved. This is a pic of the center part. You can see a rainbow, bridge and Mt Rainier in the background. It was neat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468226303195968189-4417787130801876321?l=cloelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/4417787130801876321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468226303195968189/posts/default/4417787130801876321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloelt.blogspot.com/2008/01/zoolights.html' title='Zoolights...'/><author><name>Cloelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11403445329932952749</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></entry></feed>
