<?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-2344328297961388916</id><updated>2012-01-29T09:07:35.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve, Megan and Cannon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-6423917269160647812</id><published>2011-11-12T19:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T19:56:02.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Hood</title><content type='html'>Why didn’t anyone tell me how wonderful mother hood is?! Words can not describe how much I love being a mommy! I knew I would love my Cannon of course, but never could I even begun comprehend the reality of that love.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am a new parent and I have all the pathetic symptoms of a new parent. I think he is the cutest baby on the planet, everything he does is the newest and greatest, I want to show everyone pictures of him (and people hummer me by acting as excited as I am even though we know the realityJ). I talk about Cannon to everyone including his sleeping patterns, eating habits and pooping routines. I have children songs playing in my car all the time and find myself talking in the high “baby voice” to Steve. What can I saw I am obsessed. And the best part of all is Steve is just as obsessed and in love with our little boy as I am.&lt;br /&gt;Some say bringing in a new addition to a couple creates division. In our home it has done the opposite. I feel Steve and I are closer, more connected and more unified then before. What a blessing. I was warned that the first few months with a new born are hard, hectic and will seem like a blur. I feel such the opposite. Having a new born has slowed me down. We sit, we play, we laugh, we hug, we cry, we read, we pray, we cherish one another. I don’t know why Steve and I where so blessed to have such a wonderful spirit sent to our home, but because we where we are doing our best to love and nurture him the only way we know how. Yes we are only 4 months into it and still have everything to learn but Cannon is growing, smiling and laughing all signs that he is happy so we must be doing something right.&lt;br /&gt;If I would have known how magical being a parent is we might have tried it a little sooner. I know that We need Cannon just as much or maybe more then Cannon needs us. He is our pride and joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-6423917269160647812?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/6423917269160647812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=6423917269160647812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6423917269160647812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6423917269160647812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2011/11/mother-hood.html' title='Mother Hood'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-6560485709620512830</id><published>2011-02-27T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T16:06:46.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u-VojNRd1K4/TWrnAICwmcI/AAAAAAAAAqo/TB_Norv0c-4/s1600/Webster%2BReunion%2B2010%252C%2BMemphis%2BBaby%2Bblessing%2B068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578525077796854210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u-VojNRd1K4/TWrnAICwmcI/AAAAAAAAAqo/TB_Norv0c-4/s400/Webster%2BReunion%2B2010%252C%2BMemphis%2BBaby%2Bblessing%2B068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the first time in a long time I have something new to share. We are Pregnant!! 20 weeks along! Mr. Cannon Jeffery is due to arrive July 22, 201. We could not be happier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found out in November just a few weeks before Thanksgiving so right away we had many obvious reasons to be thankful. Count my blessings, I have had a really "easy" pregnancy. I was nausea's for the first month but that was about it. Work keeps be busy and on my feet all day so I count that as most of my exercises since my running has gone down the drain. Oops! I will pick it back up, Right? I have been told over and over again by my OB that my uterus is really far back and tilted, so she predicts that I will keep growing sideways and will have a lot of Back Labor. I cant wait! I started feeling Cannon kick around 19 weeks. My favorite thing is every night when Steve rubs my belly and puts his ear next to it as if he can hear him, then when he cant he pulls out our stethoscope to get a closer listen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love being pregnant. I love the way it feels, I love how excited Steve is, I love the new fear and reality that we have no idea how to be parents but somehow together we will figure it out. Happy Baby!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-6560485709620512830?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/6560485709620512830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=6560485709620512830' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6560485709620512830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6560485709620512830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-baby.html' title='Its a Baby!'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u-VojNRd1K4/TWrnAICwmcI/AAAAAAAAAqo/TB_Norv0c-4/s72-c/Webster%2BReunion%2B2010%252C%2BMemphis%2BBaby%2Bblessing%2B068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-1857652477431350929</id><published>2010-11-07T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:28:28.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Still love to Dance</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I have been teaching dance classes at Higher Ground Dance studio since the beginning of August. I have loved it! It has been so wonderful to get back in the motion of dance and participating again with something that I have a passion for. This weekend We had a special Choreographer come in from Texas to teach each one of our company classes a new routine. So with my last oldest/advanced group I decided to learn the dance along side the girls. O my goodness!! It felt so good to move my body and push myself to a different level. I was exhausted and today I hurt in places that I forgot existed. How ever I am proud of myself for keeping up with my young 15 year old girls. I still love dance! I have loved dancing since I was put in my first dance class. It is and has always been one of my favorite was to express myself.... And want to know a sad thing, My husband has never even see me dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-1857652477431350929?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/1857652477431350929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=1857652477431350929' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1857652477431350929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1857652477431350929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2010/11/okay-so-i-have-been-teaching-dance.html' title='I Still love to Dance'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-1893649861451850132</id><published>2010-10-23T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T17:58:47.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TV / NO TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Be Still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Powerful words that I have a hard time with. Sometimes I feel if I am literally "Being still" such as sitting and doing nothing that I am plain being lazy and need to get off my duff and be productive. I am learning that this thought process is false. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is in the STILL moments that ideas, thoughts and inspiration happens. In the still moments we have time to open the scriptures and ponder them, in the still moments the Holy Spirit reaches ours. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have had a few more of these Still quiet moments since we no longer have TV at our house. This happened by default but I am so happy it did. Steve and I were trying to cut down expenses so we had a deal, I gave up my gym membership and he gave up cable. (I still thought we would have a few of the general channels, but no we have nothing) So we do not have TV unless we watch movies and I am enjoying it so much. Not having TV made me realize how often it was on just to be on, and what a distraction it is. Don't get me wrong I still go to my parents to see Dancing with the Stars and Sport Events, but I love not dealing with the drama that comes in the house from the TV Shows. Steve probably would not ever say he likes not having TV, but I do think he has noticed a difference in the peace and spirit at home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-1893649861451850132?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/1893649861451850132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=1893649861451850132' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1893649861451850132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1893649861451850132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2010/10/tv-no-tv.html' title='TV / NO TV'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-7619282050811243173</id><published>2010-10-02T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T11:43:36.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah or Bust, We Busted</title><content type='html'>Steve and  I were so excited to head up to Utah to Attend our mission reunion, General Conference, (I have never been) and spend time with Steve's family and to see Emily who is up at BYU. Strangely though, both of us this week had feelings of doubt, or second guessing if we really need to take this trip. However...&lt;br /&gt;We woke up at 4:30 Friday morning, packed our bags and loaded up our little Corolla said our Prayer for protection and Safety and headed out. I started out driving so Steve could rest and then take over a little later. When we stopped to fill up and check our tires Steve felt concerned about one of our tires and thought that maybe we would need to change it soon. We were about 20 min past Anthem and Steve could not sleep b/c he could not stop thinking about that tire. Since he wasn't sleeping I pulled over and asked him to drive b/c I like him to drive anyway. With No arguing he agreed. 10 more min down the 17 we pass a police office and I remind Steve to slow down a little and put on his seat belt, again he does with out arguing. Not another 10 min goes by as we were traveling in the left lane when the back Right tire exploded and sends our little corolla side ways to the left and into the guard rail then back right, Steve noticing a 18 wheeler directly passing us on our right corrects the car once, then again, as we cross over to the Right shoulder. I was screaming (not the best thing to do), but Steve was so calm during this and kept repeating, "Megan, we are fine, we are fine, its okay" as he had control of the vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;Once off the road and damages where examined, our little Corolla was towed away, my Dad came and rescued us, shaken up and disappointed that we crashed our car and mostly not to make the rest of our trip, we came home and we are waiting to hear back if  our car was totalled or not.&lt;br /&gt;As Steve and I have gone over and over what happened we just count our many blessing and can clearly see the Lords hand in protecting us. Blessings from this was no one was hurt, Steve was driving (I would not have been able to control the car), we both had seat belts on, which both events happened literal min before the accident happened and no one else was involved. We hit the guard rail, which Steve is now getting a ticket for "Failed to control car to avoid collision",(ridiculous if you ask me),  but if that guard rail was not there we would have gone off into the 20 drop ditch into the on coming traffic.&lt;br /&gt;We did not make it to Utah for the mission reunion, conference and family, but we both have learned such a great lesson about feeling and listening to the promptings of the spirit and feeling Heavenly Fathers hand protecting us. I know the events leading to the accident was Heavenly Father preparing and protecting us.&lt;br /&gt;Today we are are a little sore, but we are able to relax and enjoy conference weekend together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-7619282050811243173?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/7619282050811243173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=7619282050811243173' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7619282050811243173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7619282050811243173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2010/10/utah-or-bust-we-busted.html' title='Utah or Bust, We Busted'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-181527335904888639</id><published>2010-09-26T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T14:13:44.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power to Act</title><content type='html'>I am 4 days away from turning 27. I am thinking it is not going to be so bad because for at least the last 6 months I have almost convinced myself that I already am 27.  A lady I know told me 27 was one of her favorite years. Maybe she told me that for encouragement, but I took it and really do believe that 27 is going to be one of my favorite years, And here is why.&lt;br /&gt;There was a wonderful talk given in our sacrament meeting a couple weeks ago about having the spirit more abundantly in our lives. Yes we have to have the spirit guide us, but yet we can not sit and wait for the spirit to tell us when to make our move. We must act first, then the spirit will testify to our soles.&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to Act, or you could say exercise my faith in giving what I can to Heavenly Father so the Holy Spirit will be more abundant, more tangible in my life. We all know what it is like when we are in tune with the spirit and doing what his Will is for us and I am slowly learning that I can have that feeling everyday of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Just to share, I have recently been called to be a Temple Worker on Friday nights. I can not put into words the feelings I have about this calling. The Spirit, the details, the lessons and the order that is in the Temple. It is wonderful to be apart of. Mostly it has helped me focus daily on my actions, my thoughts and my intents and are they pure and clean as we need to be as we enter the Temple. It is true, there is POWER in the Temple and As we attend the temple we are "Endowed from on High". It has only been 3 weeks and I can honestly say I have felt this more then ever. My life has been changed for good. I have hope, I have excitement and enthusiasm for the future, I am able to handle stresses of life (so I think, lets ask Steve) and my marriage is sweet. I don't know how long this calling will last because you are not aloud the calling once you have children at home, so I am soaking in this opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;27, bring it on, challenges are always around us there is no denying that, but I have the ability to Act and Ask the Spirit to be with me, and there is no power that is greater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-181527335904888639?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/181527335904888639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=181527335904888639' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/181527335904888639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/181527335904888639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2010/09/power-to-act.html' title='The Power to Act'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-2716541974547813031</id><published>2010-01-11T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:50:21.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUNTING</title><content type='html'>First I have to Apologize if you are a Vegetarian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425700546347941986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/S0v15nq2QGI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zKjA-WP32v0/s400/Christmas+Time+104.jpg" /&gt;Steve has opened a new chapter in our marriage and it is titled HUNTING. A New Found Glory. This was Steve's first time to put in for deer and he was drawn. Little did I know what I was getting myself into, or what I was letting my husband get us into. All of a sudden it was gun this, camo that, spotting scope, binoculars, back pack, boots, bullets... I thought there was a lot of stuff for fishing, well there is a whole other world for hunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425700537699967330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/S0v15HdAoWI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/uiOWJp8jgPY/s400/Christmas+Time+103.jpg" /&gt; I will admit it was fun seeing Steve get so excited about everything and talk to everyone about it just in preparation for the hunt, but then comes the challenge of the actual hunt. Steve had a window of about 3 weeks that he could get his deer. The first weekend come and went nothing; next weekend nothing; Christmas Eve he hinted that maybe he would go that is where I put my foot down and said" I would like a husband for Christmas." We went together the day after Christmas and still nothing. One week left, one long day after another until 12/31/2009 Steve came skipping home with his well deserved first deer. O blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425700527276667282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/S0v14gn5sZI/AAAAAAAAAoI/jHYo6rfseVc/s400/Thanksgiving-Christmas+026.jpg" /&gt;Talk of the next hunt is already under way. I now understand when Mary said "You have officially become a hunters widow". The hunting stories continue as we picked up our 27 pounds of Summer Sausage and grilled our first Venison steaks. I personally really like the meat; Steve on the other hand enjoys the thrill of the game more. I love that Steve has so many hobbies that he gets us both into. I can see it already; Our hunting days have just begun. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425709661464784402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/S0v-MMIDbhI/AAAAAAAAAo4/V4jXp2pFFkw/s400/DSCN0758%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425709651783086706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/S0v-LoDwcnI/AAAAAAAAAow/Bf6DfBvSUBo/s400/DSCN0752%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425700520548152226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/S0v14Hjss6I/AAAAAAAAAoA/SkZbw6-TRug/s400/Christmas+Time+100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-2716541974547813031?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/2716541974547813031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=2716541974547813031' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2716541974547813031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2716541974547813031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2010/01/hunting.html' title='HUNTING'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/S0v15nq2QGI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zKjA-WP32v0/s72-c/Christmas+Time+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-7561080272791839176</id><published>2009-10-25T16:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T17:16:11.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SuToJOUDjAI/AAAAAAAAAn4/OkWcT5sQtIA/s1600-h/Megan+26th+Bday+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396693498655378434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SuToJOUDjAI/AAAAAAAAAn4/OkWcT5sQtIA/s400/Megan+26th+Bday+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been sometime since my last post. Life has just been buisy, what can I say.&lt;br /&gt;The big poast of the month was that I turned 26. Turning 26 was not too bad because all year I considered myslef 26, so when it actually came I took it rather well. I do have to say It was the best birthday. It was not because Steve keept telling me Happy Birthday in his sleep while I was up early geting ready for work, or my dad's phone call at 6:30 am singing his version of happy birthday, or all the sweet birthday treasures from my great friends at work, or my mom bringing me flowers and a Jamba Juice to work, or the birthday cake and beautiful flowers from steve, running shoe shopping, lunch with steve and my parents, going to school and coming out with a beautiful letter from my mom sitting on my car. Those all made it a super wonderful day, but It was all of that in addition to then listening to all of my birthday messages and reading birthday cards that my family and friends left/sent me that day. This may sound so silly or so "me", but I just sat in my car crying because I was filled with so many emotions of love and how blessed I am for all the people in my life that love and care for me. I just hope that everyone can have a birthday like I did where trully Heavenly Father used his childern (my family) to help me know that I am loved and someone special. It was a birthday I will never forget because all day I felt the love of my Heavenly Father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-7561080272791839176?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/7561080272791839176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=7561080272791839176' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7561080272791839176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7561080272791839176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-has-been-sometime-since-my-last-post.html' title='26 Birthday'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SuToJOUDjAI/AAAAAAAAAn4/OkWcT5sQtIA/s72-c/Megan+26th+Bday+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-6585498059056451474</id><published>2009-09-13T15:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T16:21:01.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Steve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sq1-HoKt_-I/AAAAAAAAAns/qT6gieBhRcc/s1600-h/P1010025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381095799284170722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sq1-HoKt_-I/AAAAAAAAAns/qT6gieBhRcc/s400/P1010025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our ward had Enrichment last week and there where several classes that you could attend, that where set up to motivate, inspire and remind us that we are an "8 Cow wife". It was all very cute and well presented. There was one class that was on Inexpensive dates and activities we can do on a low budget. The teacher began the class asking the question "What was it that made us first fall in love with our Husbands". Right off the cuff I didn't know, I couldn't think, I could tell you a million things of why I love him now, but what was the first thing that caused me to fall in love with Steve? ....Well today Steve had to speak in church, this was the first time since we have been married that he has been asked to speak. I may be biased but he really did a fantastic job. While I was gazing up at Him I realized what made me fall in love with him. Today while sitting on the stand wearing the black suite, white shirt and tie sparked a memory as if it were yesterday. I remembered seeing Steve for the first time up on a stand with a black suite, white shirt, tie and a straight part in his hair addressing the missionaries of the Maryland Baltimore Mission. That part of Steve, the humble confidence that I felt from him was the first twinge of Love that tug at my heart strings. As a missionary Steve inspired me to be better, to be a better missionary. Now as a husband Steve continues to inspire me to be a better person. I am so grateful for him for the motivation he is to me to better myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-6585498059056451474?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/6585498059056451474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=6585498059056451474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6585498059056451474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6585498059056451474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-steve.html' title='To Steve'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sq1-HoKt_-I/AAAAAAAAAns/qT6gieBhRcc/s72-c/P1010025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-7862493738291613364</id><published>2009-09-13T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T15:23:23.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sq1wB0Vee3I/AAAAAAAAAnA/KqVJr5ki8cg/s1600-h/Labor+Day+2009+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381080306308512626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sq1wB0Vee3I/AAAAAAAAAnA/KqVJr5ki8cg/s400/Labor+Day+2009+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; STEVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sq1wBa0JLvI/AAAAAAAAAm4/UCRQ5Msj5Es/s1600-h/Labor+Day+2009+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381080299457818354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sq1wBa0JLvI/AAAAAAAAAm4/UCRQ5Msj5Es/s400/Labor+Day+2009+040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sq1vlLDGCaI/AAAAAAAAAmw/uD_f7hwNboc/s1600-h/Labor+Day+2009+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381079814189222306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sq1vlLDGCaI/AAAAAAAAAmw/uD_f7hwNboc/s400/Labor+Day+2009+052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381079793166158802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sq1vj8uzi9I/AAAAAAAAAmg/MMj2ft7OLMw/s400/Labor+Day+2009+048.jpg" /&gt;MOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great Labor Day. We went up to Roosevelt Lake Sunday night with my parents for a quick night under the stars just to start an early morning boating. Roosevelt has a really nice camp ground especially if you enjoy the luxuries of flushing toilets. We all slept cozy on the boat, not comfortably but cozy. We where pretty much up with the sun and one of the first boats on the lake. One of the great things about Roosevelt Lake is since it is so big you hardly notice any other boats even on a busy weekend like Labor Day.&lt;br /&gt;The Day was beautiful, we could not have asked for better weather. We all skied/wake boarded till our hearts where content, or until our arms where to tired to hang on any longer. Steve had to get his fishing in, so he attempted to Bass fish off the boat. He didn't have much success so for now on I think he is going to stick with trout fishing. Happy Labor Day, Thanks Mom and Dad for the quick trip, we love you guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sq1vjG966xI/AAAAAAAAAmY/HDq3PUgP8Dg/s1600-h/Labor+Day+2009+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381079778734041874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sq1vjG966xI/AAAAAAAAAmY/HDq3PUgP8Dg/s400/Labor+Day+2009+076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381079770753189650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sq1vipPIxxI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/aimr0XXqPPg/s400/Labor+Day+2009+066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-7862493738291613364?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/7862493738291613364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=7862493738291613364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7862493738291613364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7862493738291613364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sq1wB0Vee3I/AAAAAAAAAnA/KqVJr5ki8cg/s72-c/Labor+Day+2009+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-3045621166007227142</id><published>2009-09-05T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T19:51:40.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pac-Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SqMjQsI7i2I/AAAAAAAAAmI/YhOkbdvScgA/s1600-h/Kaysville+in+Aug+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378181149644000098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SqMjQsI7i2I/AAAAAAAAAmI/YhOkbdvScgA/s320/Kaysville+in+Aug+040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you see how cute my nephew is! Yes this was his first lesson in Pac-Man and Steve is super proud to say he introduced it to him. I just had to share this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SqMjPzpnPBI/AAAAAAAAAmA/CibKWvw39GM/s1600-h/Kaysville+in+Aug+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378181134480260114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SqMjPzpnPBI/AAAAAAAAAmA/CibKWvw39GM/s320/Kaysville+in+Aug+043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-3045621166007227142?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/3045621166007227142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=3045621166007227142' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3045621166007227142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3045621166007227142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/09/pac-man.html' title='Pac-Man'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SqMjQsI7i2I/AAAAAAAAAmI/YhOkbdvScgA/s72-c/Kaysville+in+Aug+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-3699119757725313873</id><published>2009-09-05T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T19:46:32.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaysville in August</title><content type='html'>We had another great trip up to Kaysville. The main purpose for going was for cousin Zach's wedding. I was extra super excited to go this time because we bought plain tickets way in advanced so we could fly!! I can not tell you how wonderful it was to fly and by pass the 12 hour drive. I have found that I do get air sick. Not too bad. It is mostly once I am off the plain that I feel a little unsteady for about 12-24 hours. I guess that's what happens as my body gets older. (im going to be 26 this month!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SqMbUSogYZI/AAAAAAAAAlw/0veCaXBJ23s/s1600-h/Kaysville+in+Aug+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378172415423570322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SqMbUSogYZI/AAAAAAAAAlw/0veCaXBJ23s/s320/Kaysville+in+Aug+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SqMbToIWvdI/AAAAAAAAAlo/6ynI1_FAT50/s1600-h/Kaysville+in+Aug+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378172404014431698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SqMbToIWvdI/AAAAAAAAAlo/6ynI1_FAT50/s320/Kaysville+in+Aug+033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wedding was beautiful. Steve was super happy about this wedding because Zach married a girl that grew up with them in Kaysville. Chaina was actually Steve's Prom date. We are so happy Chaina joined the Webster Clan. Congratulations Zach and Chaina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378172396768779026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SqMbTNI22xI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Abbv5WftS9w/s320/Kaysville+in+Aug+015.jpg" /&gt;While we where there Steve worked literally every day out in the field with his Dad prepping for a new fence to come in. When Steve was 9 he broke his leg super awful while working with his dad out in the field with a post hole digger putting in a new fence. I almost had an anxiety attack while I watched Steve stand on the same post hole digger that ate his leg years before. Count our blessings no broken bones and all the posts where put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378172388232447346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SqMbStVoxXI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0IMzJp19YBU/s320/Kaysville+in+Aug+003.jpg" /&gt;Once the fence prep was done and all the wedding festivities where over Jeff and Lynda took us up to the Cabin. It was so nice to be up in the mountain air where it is quiet and relaxing. We really had a great time just being with family. I love the Webster Family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-3699119757725313873?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/3699119757725313873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=3699119757725313873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3699119757725313873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3699119757725313873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/09/kaysville-in-august.html' title='Kaysville in August'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SqMbUSogYZI/AAAAAAAAAlw/0veCaXBJ23s/s72-c/Kaysville+in+Aug+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-7556667913797792877</id><published>2009-08-17T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:24:30.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOALS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SoyH1_C0B8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FvGRO5-8L2Y/s1600-h/Flagstaff+Half+Marathon+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371817817072207810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SoyH1_C0B8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FvGRO5-8L2Y/s320/Flagstaff+Half+Marathon+047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is something to be said about setting goals and accomplishing them. When I think back I see where I have been taught to do this all my life. Beginning with school assignments, YW Personal Progress, Dance Competitions, Mission, Marriage, College Education and all the little goals that we set everyday. The one key denominator to goals that I actually started and finished where the ones that I had to be accountable to someone for. So I report in today that Kristin and I set a goal to Run a 1/2 Marathon about 2 months ago and on August 8th we FINISHED that goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SoyH1Ifm1TI/AAAAAAAAAlI/2vmTv8ke0zc/s1600-h/Flagstaff+Half+Marathon+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371817802429027634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SoyH1Ifm1TI/AAAAAAAAAlI/2vmTv8ke0zc/s320/Flagstaff+Half+Marathon+040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SoyH0UN-AiI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Tn8c7cpUzMs/s1600-h/Flagstaff+Half+Marathon+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371817788396405282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SoyH0UN-AiI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Tn8c7cpUzMs/s320/Flagstaff+Half+Marathon+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The summer time in Arizona is not the most ideal time to be training, however the beautiful run through the Flagstaff pines was. The run itself was hard, a lot harder then I anticipated adding in altitude change and hills that took us from 6,900 feet to 7,600 feet and back. It was a great challenge and a goal that I wanted to accomplish. I felt so good when I was done and a great thing is that it has motivated me to do more. Not only to run more but to set goals in other aspects of my life that I want to develop. Thank you Kristin for being my running buddy and helping to inspire me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371817771552954626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SoyHzVeLWQI/AAAAAAAAAk4/B9zDplnLoF8/s320/Flagstaff+Half+Marathon+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371817761351365874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SoyHyvd7dPI/AAAAAAAAAkw/K-FPkLusMDU/s320/Flagstaff+Half+Marathon+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you mom for the awesome shirts and for the whole family coming and supporting us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-7556667913797792877?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/7556667913797792877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=7556667913797792877' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7556667913797792877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7556667913797792877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/08/goals.html' title='GOALS'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SoyH1_C0B8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FvGRO5-8L2Y/s72-c/Flagstaff+Half+Marathon+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-4016516086690566414</id><published>2009-07-10T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T18:04:24.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah/4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356999504281163778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SlfiqqKfWAI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4naWEzuPBOU/s400/June-July+045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357000491460105522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SlfjkHsSlTI/AAAAAAAAAkY/5H0vyUyH7RU/s400/June-July+054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 11px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 5px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGERstyle=" src="http://www.blogger.com/" /&gt;Steve and I went to Utah for the week of the 4th of July. It was time we got out of the heat and up into the beautiful Mountains of Utah that Steve never fails to remind me that its HOME. It was so wonderful to sleep in every morning (granit sleeping in for me is 7am but for Steve its more between 9-10) Then we just had the days to play. You can imagine we had some good times fishing, hanging out with friends and family. Steve and His friend Jeb had a very successful fishing trip up the Weber Canyon (I think that is where they went) they cought about 40 fish! That night we had a Fish Fry! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356997529072634242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Slfg3r8FCYI/AAAAAAAAAkI/AJb8QxRNt1I/s400/June-July+068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356940506863546594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SletAjqAsOI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9E3GvhPliwk/s320/June-July+037.jpg" /&gt;We went to the Salt Lake Temple for my first time to ever go into a live session. I loved it. What a wonderful place, so ornate and detailed. When we where leaving I remembered my old mission companion Karen Marx worked in the Confrence Center Lost and Found area. I saw the sign pointing the way to the Lost and Found so I had to go in and see if she was working. Sure enough she was! O it was so wonderful to see Her. I just love Sister Marx! We had some great times together and we work hard! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of Steves favorite things to do when we are visiting Utah is seeing all of his Friends. He just loves you guys, and I love all the wives! So we spent many evenings hanging out with them. The 4th of July was fun meeting up with the Porter, Casey, and Tyler at the Parade and then later for Fireworks. Thanks guys for being such gret friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course it was great being with Jeff and Lynda. You never know what is going to be said and when the battle is going to begin. And always fun to see Grandma, Grandma and all the Family. Thank you Shauna for letting me run with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The drive wasnt that bad. Steve and I have it down to an art. However we did have to put 2 new tires on the car on the way up, o well we made it there and back safe and sound. ( the pictures on this post are driving me crazy. They are not going where I want them to go so sorry that its all over the place.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-4016516086690566414?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/4016516086690566414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=4016516086690566414' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4016516086690566414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4016516086690566414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/07/utah4th.html' title='Utah/4th'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SlfiqqKfWAI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4naWEzuPBOU/s72-c/June-July+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-2436496016777276620</id><published>2009-06-15T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:57:30.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starry Nights</title><content type='html'>Don't we all have those memories or those moments that at the time we think there is no possible we we could ever for get it. But then if we don't WRITE it down we forget it in 2 days... This past weekend Steve and I went to the Cabin in Greer (big surprise) and had such a great time together. Sometimes we need those alone trips to remind us of why we love being together! We did the usual fishing but this time we went to a few different lakes and streams that we hadn't been to before, we drove down an un marked paths trying to find the unknown streams. We devoured the Family Size bag of Doritos, caught fish, cooked fish and ate the fish, laughed, sang, and danced, but the best part was parking the dirt covered 4 Runner in the middle of a big open filled at 10:00 pm, it was pitch black, climbed up onto the roof and laid starring at the stars. O it was amazing, so beautiful. We couldn't believe all the stars, planets, satellites and shooting stars we could see. WE picked out as many constellations that we could and then made up some of our own. There is something so touching,romantic and spiritual about starring at the stars. Steve and I had the best conversations about Heaven, Space, being apart of this space and we both felt and new that God was there looking and admiring with us. It was one of those times together that I will cherish forever and will never forget. (especially now b/c i wrote it down)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-2436496016777276620?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/2436496016777276620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=2436496016777276620' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2436496016777276620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2436496016777276620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/06/starry-nights.html' title='Starry Nights'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-7274319638031054843</id><published>2009-05-22T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:37:54.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UP DATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I feel like I don't even want to start writing because it has been so long since my last post and I don't know where to start. So I am going to bullet points so I can keep my thoughts straight. And this post is for Aubry one of my good friends from work who kindly reminded me that I needed a new post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Steve and I made it through another semester of school! Yeah for us I am now applying for the nursing program and am just another name on a long list. Steve is 2 years down working towards degree in Finance/Pre Med. And I am proud to say we both got straight A's I cant brag b/c I only had 2 classes but Steve had 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;                                       &lt;strong&gt;A+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1.5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We went to a Baseball Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338761416332229490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/ShcXOOELO3I/AAAAAAAAAig/8f_PYsoUN_k/s400/May+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; My sis-n-law Kristin and I are training for a 1/2 marathon in Aug 8th in Flagstaff. I am really excited to do it. If anyone has any training advice feel free to share and anyone who wants to jump on the band wagon please do, the more the merrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;RUN FOREST RUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It has been about a good month that I have been consistently going to a great dance class on Monday nights. A girl I danced with when i was younger, Calli Huffaker, teaches this class to old washed up dancers like myself for no cost. And I absolutely love going. And how fun is this, I have gotten in contact with some other old dance friends and they come along too! Its like old days. Anyway It feels so good to dance again, my body is rusty and a bit awkward however once a dancer always a dancer and I love it! Thanks Calli! Again the class is open to anyone so anyone interested let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338758163220835650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/ShcUQ3R-rUI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/vp1xGK3QPWM/s400/n1744531853_17080_5631022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338758159607341314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/ShcUQp0dIQI/AAAAAAAAAiI/fJKiNfvQs3c/s400/2873_1009161326352_1744531853_12728_2578005_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My front room is covered in "Fly tying/making" stuff. It is that time of season where Steve gets ready for Fly Fishing. I do get a kick out of how proud Steve is of each individual fly he makes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4.5.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We went to the Cabin Mothers Day weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338762657650223602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/ShcYWeVcqfI/AAAAAAAAAio/W_MFJutFZP4/s400/May+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338762670860823938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/ShcYXPjGbYI/AAAAAAAAAi4/PhXmsCy7cDk/s400/May+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My Little Sister Graduated from High School Yesterday! I had a string of emotions, but most of all I am so proud of her. I am going to brag for a moment. Emily Joy is really such a special girl. She has so many talents from Very smart, athletic, musical, beautiful, caring, head strong my list could go on and on but I just love her to pieces. She is my only sister so also my favorite. I admire her for her accomplishments and her drive to be successful. It just amazes me as I have watched her grow up into an amazing Young Women. I know she has a great future ahead of her and I get excited to see where she will end up, who she will end with and what roads have taken her there. I love you Emily - I get excited to have babies at the same time together. haha &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338758169099134482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 93px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/ShcURNLeZhI/AAAAAAAAAiY/2LquMLgJRwI/s400/s1036871860_30137818_7741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Since April conference I really was inspired/ motivated to go to the Temple every week. I have been doing it now for just about 2 months, And it has been the best thing in my life. I look forward to every Wednesday when I go right after work. I am so grateful for the desire that was planted in my heart because I have a new found love and testimony for the Temple and the work that is done in those rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have diagnosed myself with ADD and Anxiety. (Steve can agree with this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I am really enjoying the cloudy and rainy weather before the HOT SUN decides to stay out all summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338762663101652642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/ShcYWypK3qI/AAAAAAAAAiw/N9MQifSd8TU/s400/May+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; One more thing. I got the worst cold sore ever this week. I have never had one and this one came on to kill. Steve gets them so I suppose it was only time before I got one. This puppy made my whole lip swell up and it was painful. I have a new sympathy for people who get cold sores, so if you do and ever need someone to dry with I will cry with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338764846547452290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/ShcaV4nNwYI/AAAAAAAAAjA/rhefg6Uqx8M/s400/May+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life really is good. Sometimes I get tired and stressed about worrying about decisions we are making and how things will work out down the road. But everyone does that right? All I know is that if I just take it a day at a time, count my many blessings, pay our tithing, and just be a little better every day then I sleep better at night knowing that the Lord is pleased. I am excited for summer, for the fun trips we have planned coming up, to get tan and enjoy a few months of no school. Hope every one has a good summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-7274319638031054843?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/7274319638031054843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=7274319638031054843' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7274319638031054843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7274319638031054843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/05/up-date.html' title='UP DATE'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/ShcXOOELO3I/AAAAAAAAAig/8f_PYsoUN_k/s72-c/May+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-4033198419916599465</id><published>2009-04-01T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:11:44.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So you know how I have been on an out door kick right? I am not content unless I am playing outside. I just enjoy this weather so much and want to take advantage of it before it becomes too Hot. So Saturday morning I went and Hiked a trail through South Mountain. It was beautiful, there where people scattered but it did not feel over crowded by any means. On my way down I was just trucking along singing songs when I completely took a fall and twisted my ankle. O it hurt so bad. And I started yelling for Steve even though Steve was not with me. I thought it was kind of funny that I did that. I seriously thought I broke it and I still had about 1/3 of the hike to go to get to the bottom. I did not have much of a choice so I took in deep breaths and wobbled my way down the rest of the mountain. It wasn't so bad once I got going. There was swelling and bruising but nothing broken. Thank Heavens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319910810929395298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SdQesko09mI/AAAAAAAAAiA/jjZT9R4O8pQ/s400/March+2009+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This same Sat my wonderful husband told me he would do whatever I wanted to for the day. So I tortured him by going to the Tempe Festival of the Arts. I heard about it and thought it would be interesting and fun. All of Mill Ave was blocked off and had All kinds of art booths set up. So we walked together (he even held my hand) admiring all the paintings, crafts, jewelry, and entertainment. It was warm and crowded so we got our $5.00 Lemonade and Kettle Corn and ended the day with seeing the movie "Knowing". I wont say anything about it if you haven't already seen it. So the Festival of the Arts was not all that I thought it would be, but hey we where outside and together. What more could you want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-4033198419916599465?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/4033198419916599465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=4033198419916599465' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4033198419916599465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4033198419916599465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-fun.html' title='Saturday Fun'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SdQesko09mI/AAAAAAAAAiA/jjZT9R4O8pQ/s72-c/March+2009+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-977382778318003495</id><published>2009-03-27T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:25:26.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sedona</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sc1Dg8PyiMI/AAAAAAAAAhY/R0_LPNt2t5M/s1600-h/March+2009+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317980968201652418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sc1Dg8PyiMI/AAAAAAAAAhY/R0_LPNt2t5M/s400/March+2009+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317981587102916802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sc1EE91WYMI/AAAAAAAAAh4/8JFuN_-BGZs/s400/March+2009+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Saturday morning when we woke up Steve rolled over and said "Lets go fishing!" Real big surprise I know. With my huge case of Spring Fever I am always up for fun in the sun so we packed up and drove to Sedona. It has been years since I have been there and it was Steve's first. Sedona really is a beautiful part of Arizona. However the fishing was not anything to be desired. We tried several different areas but could not pull anything in. The water was so clear that we could see the fish, but unfortunate for us the fish could see us too. So I loved the day being outside with Steven, but I don't know how much Steve liked it because we came home with nothing to show for it. O well better luck next time. Next time we go I want to hike more of the trails that are around there.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317980986370068594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sc1Dh_7ekHI/AAAAAAAAAhw/b88zXJncSdA/s400/March+2009+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317980973324591362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sc1DhPVMYQI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pS9Xmq86QDI/s400/March+2009+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-977382778318003495?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/977382778318003495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=977382778318003495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/977382778318003495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/977382778318003495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/03/sedona.html' title='Sedona'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sc1Dg8PyiMI/AAAAAAAAAhY/R0_LPNt2t5M/s72-c/March+2009+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-4847251304035818683</id><published>2009-03-27T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:06:23.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocky Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sc0_KvuUOYI/AAAAAAAAAhA/c-zuk_OOi4c/s1600-h/March+2009+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317976188836395394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sc0_KvuUOYI/AAAAAAAAAhA/c-zuk_OOi4c/s400/March+2009+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Spring Break (well the weekend that we had off of work for spring break) we went to Rocky Point with 2 of our very favorite sets of friends. Tanner and Emily Yates and Jeb and Rochell Blackham. Tanner and Emily's family have a beach house in Rocky Point and they where so kind to invite us to come along. Jeb and Rochell flew into Phoenix Sat morning and from there we drove to Mexico with absolutely no issues. We meet up with the Yates about 2:30 and spent the rest of the weekend laying out, hanging out, eating real Mexican food, watching the guys attempts to catch fish and to fit three of them on a 2 man kayak, went for a jog down the beach in the early morning and bargained with the locals. The weekend was just so relaxed, It was wonderful. But since then I have had the worst case of Spring Fever a girl could possibly have. All I want to do is be out in the sun, playing, and eating mango's. THANK YOU Tanner and Emily for inviting us- we had a Blast!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317976180193483250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sc0_KPhr2fI/AAAAAAAAAg4/TOsVqSxEfvc/s400/March+2009+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317976195764774658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sc0_LJiK5wI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/_FtbEbeFzRw/s400/March+2009+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317976193870287986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sc0_LCefVHI/AAAAAAAAAhI/rlrLz02kAok/s400/March+2009+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-4847251304035818683?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/4847251304035818683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=4847251304035818683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4847251304035818683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4847251304035818683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/03/rocky-point.html' title='Rocky Point'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sc0_KvuUOYI/AAAAAAAAAhA/c-zuk_OOi4c/s72-c/March+2009+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-8203264137423707149</id><published>2009-03-01T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T15:50:07.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy March</title><content type='html'>It is beginning to be one of my favorite times of year. This weather just makes me happy! I crave to be outside. This weekend was wonderful. It first was wonderful because Steve had work off and second we did not have any plans! We could do what ever we wanted to do! And that we did. We slept in Saturday (well Steve did, my body just cant, but at least I could have if I wanted too) so I got the laundry done, got up and decided to go Fishing up at Tonto Creek. We get our gear together, call my dad to see if he is game to go, he was, so off we went. It was great! I was with the 2 men I love the most and we where doing the thing that they both (well Steve for sure) love the most. The sky was clear and blue, water cold, but not too many hungry fish. Steve pulled in one but they both had a few bites. Dad got a little warm and decided to cool off by tripping over a rock and fell completely in. I felt so bad, but he just laughed it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308370146499758770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SasehfZoCrI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/nIbxXjUF6rI/s400/March+2009+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308370149081550514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SasehpBLDrI/AAAAAAAAAgY/xlgJ5-dMCi8/s400/March+2009+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We where starving by the times we got home so out to dinner we all went including mom, Jonathan, Kristin and Tyler to an Italian restaurant that used to be Rigatonys but is now a little different. It was great until the ride home and Steve about lost it in his pants. But don't worry Steve reminds me that if there was ever a contest on who could hold it in the longest it would be him. He has become a pro. We made it home in just the nick of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308370157336461746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SaseiHxTAbI/AAAAAAAAAgg/37ychFZ-WoY/s400/March+2009+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                               (have you ever seen a happier face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steve and I also Hiked up Squaw Peak. I love hiking, again anything outside I love and i don't know how I got Steve to agree to go with me, (He must be wanting something) but it was awesome to go together. It was warm and we both got a little red, I forgot the sun screen, but there was a breeze and I definitely beat Steve to the top, but could not keep up with him on the way down because he piratically leaped all the way to the bottom. Happy Times. Enjoy this weather while it lasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308370161088543762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SaseiVv3PBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Qfj2TL9cYb8/s400/March+2009+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-8203264137423707149?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/8203264137423707149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=8203264137423707149' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/8203264137423707149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/8203264137423707149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-march.html' title='Happy March'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SasehfZoCrI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/nIbxXjUF6rI/s72-c/March+2009+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-8244266098625528588</id><published>2009-02-27T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:57:37.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 17, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SajAnW9VqvI/AAAAAAAAAgA/TTvKD-f4mBk/s1600-h/our+wedding2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307703943266413298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SajAnW9VqvI/AAAAAAAAAgA/TTvKD-f4mBk/s400/our+wedding2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Webster Family Established 2007, &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307701703576209042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sai-k_dlRpI/AAAAAAAAAfo/a7niiZCPk0g/s400/Feb+2009+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt; (Tulips are OUR flower, we both love them, they where in our wedding)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Anniversary!! I cant believe it has been 2 years, 2 years of complete bliss! We never argue, we agree on EVERYTHING, Steve opens my door every time we go in or out, I make dinner every night and iron his clothes and never get behind with laundry, Steve lets me be in control of the remote, we sing as we clean the house. ( I hope you felt the sarcasm in that) OkAY so maybe that's not reality and we are not always picture perfect. But we are so happy, still in Love and moving forward together. It is true when I say I love Steve more today then I did yesterday and I can say that everyday because I see or learn something about Steve that I didn't before and love him that much more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307701711998643522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/Sai-le1pbUI/AAAAAAAAAfw/8pD0CKANUTo/s400/Feb+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(We went out to our favorite restaurant for dinner Rigatony's)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2008 was a great year, we spent summer days fishing, fishing and more fishing. Fishing in Greer, Fishing all over Utah, Wyoming, Yellow Stone. We &lt;strong&gt;LOVE &lt;/strong&gt;California, the beach, the Lake, &lt;strong&gt;WORK&lt;/strong&gt; Steve became a Banker at Wells Fargo, I was trained to be a MA (medical assistant) at Skyline Family Medicine, &lt;strong&gt;CHURCH&lt;/strong&gt; Elders Quarm, YW, &lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;, we joined LA Fitness, Movies, we love to go to the movies, Megan says "Lets Talk" Steve says "About what?" Steve is ready to talk and Megan is drooling on his shirt. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307703937479767346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SajAnBZsdTI/AAAAAAAAAf4/hEhXJv2YZKg/s400/our+wedding1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family- we love all our family, needed a new engine in the 4 Runner, Corolla is still going strong as long as both head lights are working. Softball nights, Sunday naps, cookies for dinner, Santa at Christmas. You know, life is good. I love life with Steve. He is my best friend, he is my favorite friend and I am so grateful that our Heavenly Father brought us together. Our Mission President, President Cannon told us that we are to very different people. He is right. But I believe our difference make us a stronger. We lift each others in the ares that we are different and together we are strong. I love you Steven. Here is to many more years to come!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307703943421908706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SajAnXiaVuI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ZuJax-TyR0/s400/our+wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-8244266098625528588?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/8244266098625528588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=8244266098625528588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/8244266098625528588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/8244266098625528588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-17-2009.html' title='February 17, 2009'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SajAnW9VqvI/AAAAAAAAAgA/TTvKD-f4mBk/s72-c/our+wedding2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-2607669057460625252</id><published>2009-02-27T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:04:46.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Valentines Day is so close to our Anniversary so I kind of string the two together and milk out the celebration for a couple days. But this year on the 13Th we picked up keys to our new 2 bed room apartment!! Yahoo! You have no idea how excited I am to have the extra bed room and...a washer and dryer!! I feel like a new women. So Friday when I got off work I got the keys and started moving the small things and boxes out before Steve got off of work. While I was making the 3 flights of stairs trip over and over a few guys from the bachelor apartment under us offered to help me. I gladly took it. They made the hours long project for me alone take 30 min. They where so helpful, I was just so grateful to them, so I offered if I could get them a drink or some pizza. When there reply came back as "bud light would be great" I was a little taken back but I guess not too surprised. So I called Steve to see if he thought I would be a bad person if we got them "a drink"- He laughed at me and said "well some people would give them a Book of Mormon but you give them Bud light". Long story short when Steve came home from work he made an apartment full of guys very happy, and brought a Valentine for his Valentine, a beautiful bouquet of flowers. I know some ladies don't like getting flowers, but I love them, they just make me happy and feel special! Thanks Steve! Love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307678643920902786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SaipmvjVGoI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Lx28L-FRgnU/s400/Feb+2009+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of that night thanks to Steve, Dad, Jonathan, Kristin, Mom and Tyler we got all moved in. What a night. Thanks for all the help guys!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-2607669057460625252?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/2607669057460625252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=2607669057460625252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2607669057460625252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2607669057460625252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SaipmvjVGoI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Lx28L-FRgnU/s72-c/Feb+2009+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-1391755310609988737</id><published>2009-02-04T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T17:42:42.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to Think About</title><content type='html'>When Steve and I went to his setting-a-part for Elders Quarm, I was asked what I wanted/thought Steve needed to be blessed with. It took me by surprise and made me think. What does "Megan " want him to be blessed with or what does Megan think "Steve" wants to be blessed with? I just thought it was really a neat thing to do. What would you say if you where asked the same question? It has given me something to think about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-1391755310609988737?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/1391755310609988737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=1391755310609988737' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1391755310609988737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1391755310609988737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to Think About'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-2990429564004604773</id><published>2009-02-03T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T17:12:46.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAYER</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday Steve and I had our Temple Recommend renewal interviews. For some reason I always have a little anxiety build up before I go. However this last interview was one of the most inspiring ones I have had. For it to have been that way every part had to be in its position, and it was. Prayer is one of my weaknesses. I am not consistent with it, It is silly but true and with the new year I have been really trying to be better. After the question and answer part of the interview was over President Church looked at me and asked if I prayed EVERY MORNING AND NIGHT. I shamefully hung my head and said no. Not EVERY Morning and Night. I asked Him why is it hard to do something so easy? He so firmly but lovingly taught me that someday I will need a specific revelation, an exact answer to a prayer and if that is the time that I start to pray then Heavenly Father will be slower to answer. But if I am consistent and steady even if sometimes my prayers are short and sweet its okay, just as long as I keep that line of communication open Heavenly Father will be quicker to answer me when I need Him. President Church also looked at me an asked "Don't you want your children to Pray morning and night?" (no I am not pregnant)- Something clicked within me during that interview, I seriously have had a change of heart. I know the Lord speaks to us through others and I felt that at that moment. Needless to say I haven't missed a morning/evening since.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-2990429564004604773?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/2990429564004604773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=2990429564004604773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2990429564004604773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2990429564004604773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/02/prayer.html' title='PRAYER'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-3487531108696550566</id><published>2009-01-25T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:29:13.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/25/09</title><content type='html'>So now that it is the end of January I am thinking of my New Years resolutions. The Mutual theme for 2009 is 'Be thou an example of the believers, in word, in conversation, in charity, in spirit, in faith, in purity' (&lt;a class="featureslink" href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/1_tim/4/12d" target="_blank"&gt;1 Timothy 4:12&lt;/a&gt;), and the General Young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Women&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Presidency&lt;/span&gt; is asking all young women to Read at least 5 min of the Book of Mormon everyday, Say your prayers every day and to Smile everyday. I love both of these and am really trying to live by these this year. So I am putting these two together and this will by My Mission statement for 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Steve and I have both started back to school last week. Steve is back full time school &amp;amp; working and I am working and taking the last class I need so I can apply for the nursing program. We both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; strongly in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;education&lt;/span&gt;, it might take us years to do it but as we keep plugging away we will eventually get there.&lt;br /&gt;We are getting ready to move into a 2 bed room apartment. I especially am looking forward to having a little extra space and the exciting part is we will be paying less for it then we are paying now and we will have more room and a washer/dryer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO START:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daily Goals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray, Read, Smile, Gym, Serve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monthly Goals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting Teach, Birthday Cards, Temple (every 2 weeks), Missionary Invite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-3487531108696550566?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/3487531108696550566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=3487531108696550566' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3487531108696550566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3487531108696550566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-now-that-it-is-end-of-january-i-am.html' title='1/25/09'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-6678741456491932708</id><published>2009-01-25T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:21:36.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TORO STATE 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SXzlhkoCEAI/AAAAAAAAAe8/KEk6Erxx97s/s1600-h/State+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295359626810888194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SXzlhkoCEAI/AAAAAAAAAe8/KEk6Erxx97s/s400/State+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily had her STATE Competition for POM. I cant believe it is her Senior year! They had the competition in Prescott so we drove and spent the day stuck inside the arena. The AIA has a rule that once you enter the arena you can not leave and re-enter (unless you want to pay another entrance fee) Really lame if you ask me. So we went with Toro colors and supported Emm's and her team. The girls danced great and took STATE Champs!! Congratulations! I believe it is for the 7Th year in a row. I always love going to the competitions and watch in amazement and a little envy. I miss dancing and will always have it boiling in my blood. Steve is always such a trooper and comes along. I worn him that if we have little girls and they are in dance then he will have to learn to sit through many dance recitals/completions. Its all great. Congratulations Emily!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295359632106862994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SXzlh4WsOZI/AAAAAAAAAfE/L0srXM7gbgQ/s400/State+2009+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295359636569556066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SXzliI-rhGI/AAAAAAAAAfM/TdHgkDaWXbg/s400/State+2009+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-6678741456491932708?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/6678741456491932708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=6678741456491932708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6678741456491932708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6678741456491932708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/01/toro-state-2009.html' title='TORO STATE 2009'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SXzlhkoCEAI/AAAAAAAAAe8/KEk6Erxx97s/s72-c/State+2009+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-1737131319366842400</id><published>2009-01-16T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:53:02.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UTAH</title><content type='html'>Steve and I took a New Years trip to Utah. We left Monday night (12/29/08) and drove to Vegas. I was driving and got pulled over for going 70 in a 55 zone. But really it was midnight and in the middle of no where. I was so ticked. But honesty is the best policy, I told the cop I knew I was speeding and he let me off with a warning! We got to Vegas about 1am. We both passed out on the bed or so I thought until Steve woke me up about 3am complaining of a migraine. I have never had a migraine so I didn't know what to do or what to get so I went to the Wal-Mart down the Street and found him some migraine pm medicine to make him sleep. And that it did. We got up the next morning (Steve slept walked to the car) and finished the drive to Kaysville but Steve diffidently did not wake up until about 12 the next afternoon. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292102310992909746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SXFTA1nBlbI/AAAAAAAAAdM/9Ft9gwR9PKU/s320/DSC00504.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Steve's cousin Ashton got married on the 30Th so we got there in time to see the Ring Ceremony and be at the reception. Ashton was a beautiful bride and together they are great couple. (sorry I did not get pictures of them. But it was so fun to be there and to see so much of the Webster Family. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292102298633544594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SXFTAHkUo5I/AAAAAAAAAc0/Bt90_k0c7mo/s320/DSC00494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292102305048884242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SXFTAfd29BI/AAAAAAAAAc8/SBUMOfrAm18/s320/DSC00492.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We spent a couple days in Idaho with Mike, Tiff and Michaella. We had a great time with them. Steve and Michael went Duck Hunting. They didn't get as many as they where hopping for but they did bring home a duck for dinner. I have never had duck but Mike cooked it soooo good. I loved it! He also made Duck jerky and it was great too! While the boys where hunting The gals went sledding. I had such a blast. I loved playing in the snow. That probably sounds so childish but you know little Mesa girl does not get to play in it that often so I loved every min. of it. Thanks Mike and Tiff for a great day!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292102305301943730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SXFTAgaMVbI/AAAAAAAAAdE/vihomX381Co/s320/DSC00503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292102320626656594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SXFTBZf45VI/AAAAAAAAAdU/BzERX4KtsnE/s320/DSC00507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292103099481160338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SXFTuu9RepI/AAAAAAAAAdc/gZF6Lhn-5QI/s320/DSC00510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Back in Kaysville we spent a lot of time with grandma/grandpa and Jeff and Lynda. We hopped around from different neighbors homes that Steve loves. We had lunch with Debbie and Scott and saw Grandma Carter. We also hung out with Jebb and Rashell. Jebb is Steves long best friend. They are so funny when they are together, they are just grown up little boys. I love being the tag along listening to there conversations, watching them shoot there guns together sometimes at each other. :) We just had a good relaxing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292103107831745170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SXFTvOENSpI/AAAAAAAAAdk/gsHeE2YFK10/s320/DSC00513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We also saw a couple mission companions-Coombs and Cassidy. I love seeing friends from the mission, it just makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this was a real quick over view of our trip and I don't expect anyone to read this, but I write for my own memories. One of my favorite reasons for going on road trips is to spend time with Steve. I know I drive Steve a bit crazy, however I cant help myself, I love being stuck in the car with him for hours because of the conversations that we have and the memories that we make together. I love being able to make decisions together. We are a team. And on trips we don't have to worry about anything getting in the way and we don't have to leave each other. I try not to be too clingy of a wife but sometimes its just too much fun. It was a great trip and we had a great time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-1737131319366842400?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/1737131319366842400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=1737131319366842400' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1737131319366842400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1737131319366842400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2009/01/utah.html' title='UTAH'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SXFTA1nBlbI/AAAAAAAAAdM/9Ft9gwR9PKU/s72-c/DSC00504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-2730652098202737204</id><published>2008-12-26T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T19:55:17.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SVWmshsG8PI/AAAAAAAAAcs/d7sMW6iVEK0/s1600-h/DSC00472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284313021676974322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SVWmshsG8PI/AAAAAAAAAcs/d7sMW6iVEK0/s320/DSC00472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We really had a wonderful day. It was filled with presents, goodies, friends, family, and surprises. But I just want to write a few thoughts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)Steve and I did not do presents for each other because we are going to Utah next week and have done a lot of fun things this year. However I told Steve that all I wanted was a Letter from him telling me why he loves me. May I say how perfect it was. Steve is not always the most romantic kind of guy, But this letter was more then just an I love you, it was from the deepest part of his heart and is and will always be a treasure of mine. Thank you Steve. The letter was worth more then any Christmas Gift I could have received. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284313009576338690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SVWmr0nF5QI/AAAAAAAAAcU/3zgi6TiGFEo/s320/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284313013125810786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SVWmsB1WimI/AAAAAAAAAcc/AD7eyhDiq3Q/s320/DSC00436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;2) I just feel so blessed for the family that I have and for the Gospel that binds us together. I love that in December the whole world is focused on the Birth of Jesus Christ. As my Young Women taught me on Sunday if Christ would not have completed the Atonement then we would never be celebrating His birth. That really hit me and strengthened my Testimony of the complete and Perfect life our Savior lived, He is the reason for this season but needs to be the reason everyday and every moment. I hope that I can carry these feelings throughout the year.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284313017272346274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SVWmsRR9pqI/AAAAAAAAAck/j9www5mfvt0/s320/DSC00445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-2730652098202737204?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/2730652098202737204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=2730652098202737204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2730652098202737204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2730652098202737204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SVWmshsG8PI/AAAAAAAAAcs/d7sMW6iVEK0/s72-c/DSC00472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-7088867990059061682</id><published>2008-12-26T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T19:30:56.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SVWg9bLcrvI/AAAAAAAAAcE/HKGKSDS-ooY/s1600-h/DSC00425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284306714917383922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SVWg9bLcrvI/AAAAAAAAAcE/HKGKSDS-ooY/s400/DSC00425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love Christmas Eve! Energy is high, people are smiling and as cheesy as it may be there really is love in the air. Steve and i both had to work but lucky for us it was a short day. The afternoon was relaxing hanging around our Christmas tree until it was time to go to The Family Christmas Eve party. This is probably close to my favorite family tradition. The evening was nice as we visited with everyone and ate delicious food. The evening took a dramatic turn when Uncle Mike came up to Steve and said..."Do you know how you can make a great impression on the family." "How?" (Steve) "By being our Santa Clause!!" I thought Steve was going to pass out his faced turned so pale. Steve is such a great sport, he agreed to do it! And was a fantastic Santa! He had a bout 20 little kids lined up to get there time on Santa's knee. Lucky for me I had front row seats! The evening was fun with Santa, acting out the Nativity and gift exchanging. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284306041891487074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SVWgWP9kfWI/AAAAAAAAAbk/woCHwG792NE/s200/DSC00388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284306055948174722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SVWgXEU8hYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/54gciP7LfLo/s200/DSC00418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284306067209299618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SVWgXuRzpqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/MUUvbt6hg6g/s200/DSC00407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284306049651296738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SVWgWs3pyeI/AAAAAAAAAbs/_7uRIfcmyM0/s200/DSC00397.JPG" border="0" /&gt; After the party Steve and I went home to my parents house and stayed the night there. We ended the evening with watching A Charlie Browns Christmas with Mom, Dad and Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284307013509509090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SVWhOzhW7-I/AAAAAAAAAcM/QLZMSkchdWw/s320/DSC00383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-7088867990059061682?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/7088867990059061682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=7088867990059061682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7088867990059061682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7088867990059061682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve-2008.html' title='Christmas Eve 2008'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SVWg9bLcrvI/AAAAAAAAAcE/HKGKSDS-ooY/s72-c/DSC00425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-7414484634931984846</id><published>2008-12-21T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T13:50:49.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU64-nNfc5I/AAAAAAAAAbc/R5B9OU_SkP8/s1600-h/Dec2008+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282362798769140626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU64-nNfc5I/AAAAAAAAAbc/R5B9OU_SkP8/s320/Dec2008+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   Websters 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Picture taking is always a Joy. With out fail there is complaining but once they are done everyone is happy to have them. It is Emily's Senior year so mom went with the Mountain View color scheme. Go TOROS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU649_B-hzI/AAAAAAAAAbU/YMcmeuoBGKY/s1600-h/Dec2008+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282362787983427378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU649_B-hzI/AAAAAAAAAbU/YMcmeuoBGKY/s320/Dec2008+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  Rogers Family 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU649RswfYI/AAAAAAAAAbM/mIvPc8Q2V2k/s1600-h/Dec2008+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282362775814831490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU649RswfYI/AAAAAAAAAbM/mIvPc8Q2V2k/s320/Dec2008+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-7414484634931984846?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/7414484634931984846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=7414484634931984846' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7414484634931984846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7414484634931984846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/12/websters-2008-family-picture-taking-is.html' title=''/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU64-nNfc5I/AAAAAAAAAbc/R5B9OU_SkP8/s72-c/Dec2008+101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-9046052534387294801</id><published>2008-12-21T13:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T13:30:48.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Steve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6wXE85LFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/2VSkB3hsyIs/s1600-h/Dec2008+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282353323464797266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6wXE85LFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/2VSkB3hsyIs/s320/Dec2008+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steve turned 24 on December 14Th! Happy Birthday to the man of my dreams!&lt;br /&gt;Why I love You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Determination- &lt;/strong&gt;Once you put your mind to something you do it, and you start off running. But You have to want it, No one (not even me can make you do anything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honesty-&lt;/strong&gt; You are the most True person I know. You don't hide anything and most importantly you don't hide who you are. And because you are that way you are very accepting of others and non judgmental. You do not judge others because you understand that everyone has there story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith- &lt;/strong&gt;You have your Testimony of Jesus Christ and you stand firm. You are willing to serve when called upon and you encourage me to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Provider-&lt;/strong&gt; You are a great provider. I don't ever worry. I know you are stable, I know you will get things done and make things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friend-&lt;/strong&gt; You are a very Loyal friend. I have seen you drop what you are doing to help out or comfort a friend/family. I feel so blessed to have you as my best friend and Husband. You are one of a kind and I love you so much&lt;strong&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;I hope you had a great birthday and look forward to many more to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6wDKECLtI/AAAAAAAAAa0/8bomMmv88vA/s1600-h/Dec2008+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282352981239541458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6wDKECLtI/AAAAAAAAAa0/8bomMmv88vA/s320/Dec2008+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282352973086784594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6wCrsQ_FI/AAAAAAAAAas/DQ1DOdg8-1M/s320/Dec2008+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I made this quilt for Steve. It is made of pictures/T-shirts from his mission. This is the first quilt I have ever done. My sister Emily is a great teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-9046052534387294801?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/9046052534387294801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=9046052534387294801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/9046052534387294801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/9046052534387294801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-steve.html' title='Happy Birthday Steve'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6wXE85LFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/2VSkB3hsyIs/s72-c/Dec2008+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-6174166138939805707</id><published>2008-12-21T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T13:02:17.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December</title><content type='html'>WOW! I cant believe how long it has been since I have posted. December is a busy and Fun month for us so I will do a little recap and hope it does justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December 1st- Is mom's Birthday! We had a fun night with birthday cake and Going to the Temple lights. I really feel so blessed to have such a wonderful mom. She is the glue in the Rogers Family. I know every one feels this way about there mom, but I know mom would do anything for anyone, she just wants everyone to be happy, loved, comfortable, and included. I really hope that I can be like her. She is the best example to me of the kind of mother and wife I hope to become.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282335925719658546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6giZTN8DI/AAAAAAAAAZE/2fiXiY4XTI4/s400/dec1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The first weekend in December we went back to San Clemente, CA to visit Julie and her family. It was double to fun because Jackie and Derek went too! We had a great time. We did a couple fun things for Gunner and Jett to see Santa. We took a boat ride through the harbor with Santa, went to a fun Neighborhood party with "snow" to sled down, ornament making, cookie decorating and Fun jumping playhouses. Julie treated us to an awesome Fondue place. We had never had it. It was so fun and so delicious. It was a great time just hanging out with everyone. We don't get to see them that often so it is always extra fun when we do. Thanks Julie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282338630156233090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6i_0HJKYI/AAAAAAAAAZU/F9LtgfCvfD4/s320/Dec2008+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282338628647958386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6i_ufit3I/AAAAAAAAAZM/P6GKu1RdZXs/s320/Dec2008+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282338637093694082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6jAN9KaoI/AAAAAAAAAZc/eh3ptmcsDcs/s320/Dec2008+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282338643998569058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6jAnracmI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Vcqz6Ukl3Cw/s320/Dec2008+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282338649446898866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6jA7-ZXLI/AAAAAAAAAZs/uSTnH12SNr0/s320/Dec2008+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My Cousin Sam is getting Married! Congratulations Sam! We are so excited for him and his fiance Sharon. As tradition would have it the Wonderful Rogers Aunts put on a shower for Sharon and presented her with "The Box" It is a family tradition that Grandma Rogers started with every bride. She would put together a Box that had gifts that went with the Poem, "Something Old, Something, New, Something Borrowed, Something Blue and a Penny for your shoe". She shower was lovely at mom house, we had brunch and lots of laughs as we learned about Sam and Sharon and there love story.Sharon is from China. She came to the US as a student attending UofA. Since her year in America she joined the Church and now is marring a tall, blond American Boy. Sharon we love you and are so happy to have you apart of our family!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282341745664897730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6l1KSSssI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/4rjjBdRA14g/s320/Dec2008+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282341742590538418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6l0-1TsrI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/lmjDqkTk25w/s320/Dec2008+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282348453757595042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6r7n4OLaI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eRp618vYMGw/s320/Dec2008+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282348495316617730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6r-CsqigI/AAAAAAAAAac/ntw6v6RCDmQ/s320/Dec2008+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We did survive Finals! Hey!! I forgot how nice and stress free it is to have evenings available with out worrying about what class you should be studying for instead of watching a show or reading my non school book. I am so proud of Steve for his hard work this semester! Now we have a break! Until January! Steve has been serving as the 2nd counselor in the Elder quarm and today he was just put in as the 1st counselor in that Elders Quarm. They rearranged as a few of the guys moved. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282350583574141698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6t3mEDmwI/AAAAAAAAAak/FvzwfZ913r4/s320/DSC00065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-6174166138939805707?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/6174166138939805707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=6174166138939805707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6174166138939805707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6174166138939805707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/12/december.html' title='December'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SU6giZTN8DI/AAAAAAAAAZE/2fiXiY4XTI4/s72-c/dec1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-908482853041891922</id><published>2008-11-15T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T13:13:57.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest and Greatest</title><content type='html'>This week has been so much better. It is amazing what a Little TLC can do. I have started reading a book called The Porter Rockwell Chronicles by Richard Dewey. I LOVE it! It is very easy reading and a lot like The Work and the Glory series but it is all about the Rockwell Family. I have a new found love for Porter Rockwell and in many ways he reminds me a lot of my Steven. Those of you who know Steve well would see what I mean. So If someday we have a son named Porter you will know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was our Young Woman Evening in Excellence. It went so well and was so nice. There was a lot of preparation in decorating the back yard of the YW president home and turning it into old Jerusalem. We went with the theme of The 10 Virgins and each girl presented there "Gift" to Christ. The girls dressed up in the Easter Pageant clothes and lit there lamp that they had filled throughout the year drop by drop as they did good works. We had soup bowls, fruit and cheese and it was my first time ever making Potato Soup. It was a little interesting but it was all eaten when i brought it home so it must not have been too bad. I love the girls in this ward. They are so strong and teach me so much. I feel so blessed to have this calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268993444808248002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SR85nymoSsI/AAAAAAAAAU4/04xa28_3F_I/s400/DSC00227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve and I went and saw the movie Fire Proof. I would recommend it to all Married couples. It is PG, and it is all about marriage and how to build and strong and last relationship with your spouse and also with our Heavenly Father. side note...Steve does not love to hold hands when we walk around places so instead we will link arms or he will put his arm around me. But after the movie when we where leaving he held my hand and opened all the doors for me. It was so sweet and he even made the bed a couple times this week. I might be as bold to say that Steve liked and learned from the movie as much as I did. It is a must see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least Steve had a Colonoscopy yesterday. I will spare details but all went well. The procedure went well, Steve did great and no bad news so that was a relief. Steve was pretty funny coming out of his sedation. I was by his bed holding his hand and talking to him. He kept asking me the same question every time he would open his eyes. But the funniest part was when the nurses where trying to get him to Pass Gass. They wouldn't let us go until He did. So we would roll Steve over to his side and try to get him to pull his knees into his chest and we would pat on his side on on his back, but nothing was coming out. so then I helped him get onto his knees and arms (remind you he is on the little hospital bed) once on all 4's I had him rock back and forth and every time he went forward he would face plant his nose into his pillow then i would have to pull him back, then we would do it again. I kept telling Steve we couldn't leave until he farted and then Steve would tell me that He couldn't remember how to! Finally we got some really great LONG, LOUD Farts. It was so entertaining. The louder the fart was the louder the nurses would clap and cheer. Steve was really nauseous so it took some extra time and he was really dehydrated so they put an extra IV in him. Slow but sure we made it to the car. There was now way I was going to get Steve up the 3 flights of stairs to our apartment so I went to my parent house where I was so glad to see my dad was home so together we got Steve in the house and to bed. He was so hungry. Steve was told he wouldn't be hungry, his reply in the car was "Hell with them I'm hungry" and he ate all the french fires in one handful. I am so grateful it went well and is over now. I did not like seeing him on the bed with tubes in his nose and all out of it. Hopefully we wont have to for another 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268993431678736194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SR85nBsT10I/AAAAAAAAAUg/EJ_xn0ZpRvM/s400/DSC00230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268993442424474994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SR85npuSzXI/AAAAAAAAAUw/KN4TvbwZ6A4/s400/DSC00229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268993437076365442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SR85nVzNIII/AAAAAAAAAUo/qWDm_ZyHfdc/s400/DSC00231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-908482853041891922?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/908482853041891922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=908482853041891922' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/908482853041891922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/908482853041891922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-week-has-been-so-much-better.html' title='The Latest and Greatest'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SR85nymoSsI/AAAAAAAAAU4/04xa28_3F_I/s72-c/DSC00227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-7455963319567519161</id><published>2008-11-15T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T12:19:15.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>I have to say a quick thanks to everyone who commented on my blog or called in regards to "My Venting" post. I have to admit I was a little embarrassed with myself for being so open to Everyone, however I felt so much better after I did and then felt so much love through You. The Lord does answer prayers through other people and this was direct evidence of that. My spirits where truly lifted and my burdens made light through You. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-7455963319567519161?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/7455963319567519161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=7455963319567519161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7455963319567519161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7455963319567519161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-1411750751257081047</id><published>2008-11-07T12:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T13:14:49.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Venting</title><content type='html'>I am venting, so if you don't want to read this skip it. I am in one of those moods where I need to talk but a) I don't have anyone to talk to  b) I don't want anyone to judge me or tell me to just "choose to be happy" because I know all of that.  So I will just talk to the world, who then can all send there judgments to me. Life is busy and it never slows down. Don't get me wrong I am grateful for the jobs that Steve and I have,I am grateful that we even have jobs but between us both working full time and school we never see each other except at night when we are doing homework and tired. Weekends don't count b/c they are full of stuff. I am tired of not feeling good enough, not pretty enough, not happy enough. When do you ever feel enough? There is always something needing to be done, needing to improve, needing to change and sometimes it is overwhelming. I feel like it is all I can do to keep my head above water. I hesitate to even post this because of what people will say or think. But that is the problem, we all care too much about what other people think and less about what we really think, want and feel. Blogging all makes our lives look perfect and blissful, and I hope everyone is, and maybe I am the only one that has times like these. But I doubt that. So we finally made it to Friday. Happy Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-1411750751257081047?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/1411750751257081047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=1411750751257081047' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1411750751257081047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1411750751257081047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-venting.html' title='Me Venting'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-3394440395289989506</id><published>2008-11-07T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:35:13.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SRSmXhE19rI/AAAAAAAAAUY/fjiD0KvYeKU/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266016787248838322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SRSmXhE19rI/AAAAAAAAAUY/fjiD0KvYeKU/s400/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Halloween- Ours began the night before when Steve came home with 2 costumes a Bumble Bee and "Little Miss Yellow". We spent the evening playing dress up, applying make up, shaving legs and learning how to put tights on with out snagging them. I was not too excited of the idea, but I did loosen up and thought Steve was hysterical. So to work all Halloween I was a Bumble Bee and Steven was a Girl! The pictures tell all. We even spent the evening at MTV Football game with our family dressed up in costume. I hope we didn't embarrass Emily too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266016498872019026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SRSmGuyc6FI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/bzYnuIumYvs/s400/halloween_Page_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-3394440395289989506?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/3394440395289989506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=3394440395289989506' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3394440395289989506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3394440395289989506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-2008.html' title='Halloween 2008'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SRSmXhE19rI/AAAAAAAAAUY/fjiD0KvYeKU/s72-c/DSC00180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-1260364776476908423</id><published>2008-10-31T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T19:07:33.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Vegas or Bust!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SQu4ejxVw6I/AAAAAAAAATs/mYgCDUntbvE/s1600-h/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263503424650331042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SQu4ejxVw6I/AAAAAAAAATs/mYgCDUntbvE/s400/DSC00117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What Happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas Right? We took a couples trip to "Sin City" with Jonathan and Kristen b/c they had one of those "come listen to our Time Share deal and we will give you 2 free nights stay." So we all went along. It was so nice to just get out of town for the weekend. Vegas is Vegas and honestly it is getting worse. I feel like I saw more bare bottoms then I would have liked, however we had a great time walking through the hotels, watching the water show at the Bellogio, riding the NewYork, NewYork Roller coaster, playing Circus Circus games! We went up the Eiffel Tower at the Paris and it is totally cool b/c you see the Water show at the Bellogio from birds eye view it is Awesome and Romantic. If you haven't done that I highly recommend it. Steve's Mom and Scott where there too so we got to have lunch with them. It was so great to see them! We love you! And we did play some slots and card games. Jonathan won in the cards, Steve won in Circus Circus games and I pulled ahead with the Wheel of Fortune Slot Machine. Jonathan and Kristen thank you so much for letting us Tag along with you. We had a great time! We love you! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263503418256650962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SQu4eL898tI/AAAAAAAAATk/-pI-ixrAJZM/s400/Vegas_Page_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263503416802399410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SQu4eGiP1LI/AAAAAAAAATc/9yjNAL0IJps/s400/Vegas_Page_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263503411693563250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SQu4dzgNLXI/AAAAAAAAATU/7acbbBqGUk8/s400/DSC00128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-1260364776476908423?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/1260364776476908423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=1260364776476908423' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1260364776476908423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1260364776476908423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/10/las-vegas-or-bust.html' title='Las Vegas or Bust!'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SQu4ejxVw6I/AAAAAAAAATs/mYgCDUntbvE/s72-c/DSC00117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-3256297436133870990</id><published>2008-10-31T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T18:26:34.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suns Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SQuugQD_v4I/AAAAAAAAAS8/uhJ9J6dXVNE/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263492458603331458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SQuugQD_v4I/AAAAAAAAAS8/uhJ9J6dXVNE/s200/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time going to to the SUNS game with the family. Thanks to Dad and our family friend Brandon Hepworth there where enough tickets for all of us! Yeah! The game did get intense when it went into a double over time and the SUNS did pull off the victory. I was in one of those slap happy modes, so I made a fool of myself as I mimicked the Suns Dancers. I was reminded of why I could never do that. 1)I am not a size C, and 2) There dancing is meant to stay at the Night Clubs. Well it was a great time! Check out the pictures.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SQuvBZU7jzI/AAAAAAAAATM/dUB_SnCdvvE/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263493028025962290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SQuvBZU7jzI/AAAAAAAAATM/dUB_SnCdvvE/s200/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SQuvBKKywhI/AAAAAAAAATE/KSGXFG50rMA/s1600-h/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263493023956910610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SQuvBKKywhI/AAAAAAAAATE/KSGXFG50rMA/s200/DSC00113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263491917770401778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SQuuAxTYJ_I/AAAAAAAAAS0/BKNjccUP6rc/s200/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-3256297436133870990?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/3256297436133870990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=3256297436133870990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3256297436133870990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3256297436133870990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-had-great-time-going-to-to-suns-game.html' title='Suns Game'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SQuugQD_v4I/AAAAAAAAAS8/uhJ9J6dXVNE/s72-c/DSC00094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-4949051234768334101</id><published>2008-10-10T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T19:09:00.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So You Think You Can DANCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SPAKY6ZXbxI/AAAAAAAAASs/wCz_1etf7hU/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255712188250156818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 524px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="315" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SPAKY6ZXbxI/AAAAAAAAASs/wCz_1etf7hU/s400/DSC00045.JPG" width="475" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristin took me to the "So You Think You Can DANCE" Show. Actually Jonathan got Kristin the tickets as a sweet surprise gift and I am just the lucky recipient. The concert was so much fun! We had a blast! The dancing was fantastic, Cheesy Dialog, great music and lots of motivation to "Reach for the STARS". It did make me miss my dancing days but don't worry I did go home and made sure I could still do the splits. Holding my breath- I can still go flat! Evan at 25!! Happy Day! Thanks Kristin and Jonathan for taking me to the show!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255709015967213970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SPAHgQuLKZI/AAAAAAAAASk/aoO9bbaqX5Q/s400/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-4949051234768334101?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/4949051234768334101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=4949051234768334101' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4949051234768334101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4949051234768334101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-you-think-you-can-dance.html' title='So You Think You Can DANCE'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SPAKY6ZXbxI/AAAAAAAAASs/wCz_1etf7hU/s72-c/DSC00045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-2889805363224429760</id><published>2008-10-05T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T12:43:03.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant mention my birthday without pointing out that the pictures you will now see are taken from the new Camera Steve got me (us) for my birthday. It is a Sony Cyber-Shot. It is pink, sleek, touch screen and perfect for what we use it for! I love it tons! Thank You Steve!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-2889805363224429760?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/2889805363224429760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=2889805363224429760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2889805363224429760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2889805363224429760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cant-mention-my-birthday-without.html' title=''/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-838717955487187266</id><published>2008-10-05T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T12:39:50.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I made it to 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SOkXNsuh4VI/AAAAAAAAASM/fWzaWOmkBnU/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253755964416450898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SOkXNsuh4VI/AAAAAAAAASM/fWzaWOmkBnU/s320/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I turned 25 and didn't cry! The celebration began on Sunday with Birthday Cake at my parents house and sweet gifts from my siblings. Tuesday was my actual birthday and I still had to go to work but I was treated very special and received phone calls and texts all day from family and friends. Thanks everyone. Steven and I had appts at the dentist to get bleaching trays to improve our perfect smiles. And to our surprise for no real reason at all the dentist gave them to us free of charge! Can you believe that! We thought it was pretty awesome! I did have to go to school but before I headed that way Steve pulled off at Deseret Book and unexpectedly bought me a beautiful picture of Christ that I really had wanted and the picture of George Washington kneeling down praying by his white horse. (Both pictures where on sale!) I then headed to school to my Chemistry class and got my grade back from my first test and was pleased to find out that I got an A! Yeah go me!! So that was extra Happy. I got home about 7:30 and found Steve home with Pandas Express, the left over birthday cake and a movie. What more could I want! It was a happy day. I have always hated birthdays and I don't know why-but maybe I am finally growing up a little and realizing that Birthdays can be happy days. I had a great day and thank you to everyone for making it a special day&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SOkXYRchwEI/AAAAAAAAASU/a0s4n1iy3aY/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253756146071748674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SOkXYRchwEI/AAAAAAAAASU/a0s4n1iy3aY/s320/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this was funny, I was talking to my mom and told her about the pictures we had just bought and she started laughing and she said she had bought the same picture of George Washington for us and was going to give it to us for my birthday. Like mother like daughter. The one my mom had for us is actually a little bigger and a little nicer so we are going to take ours back and accept the gift! It was really funny at the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-838717955487187266?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/838717955487187266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=838717955487187266' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/838717955487187266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/838717955487187266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-i-turned-25-and-didnt-cry.html' title='I made it to 25'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SOkXNsuh4VI/AAAAAAAAASM/fWzaWOmkBnU/s72-c/DSC00028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-3000768610301113347</id><published>2008-09-21T12:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:47:37.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saguaro Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SNaiAbzpLKI/AAAAAAAAASE/9PpHv4F8Jqc/s1600-h/P1016546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248560544094956706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SNaiAbzpLKI/AAAAAAAAASE/9PpHv4F8Jqc/s400/P1016546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Saguaro Lake over Labor Day with my parents. We love going to the Lake! The most exciting, or should I say what brings me the most anxiety is watching Steve try all his tricks. I always say quick prayers that he will land or come up breathing. But I am definitely his biggest fan! If anyone is ever up for a lake trip we are always game! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SNah0TDaRKI/AAAAAAAAAR8/RcVgACsbV34/s1600-h/Saguaro_Lake_2008_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248560335586739362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SNah0TDaRKI/AAAAAAAAAR8/RcVgACsbV34/s400/Saguaro_Lake_2008_Page_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SNaho4bvObI/AAAAAAAAAR0/-W-NlWws3JA/s1600-h/P1016561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248560139462457778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SNaho4bvObI/AAAAAAAAAR0/-W-NlWws3JA/s400/P1016561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun In the Sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SNahVteg3TI/AAAAAAAAARs/8wuUx0-OqYs/s1600-h/Saguaro_Lake_2008_Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248559810103794994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SNahVteg3TI/AAAAAAAAARs/8wuUx0-OqYs/s400/Saguaro_Lake_2008_Page_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-3000768610301113347?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/3000768610301113347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=3000768610301113347' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3000768610301113347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3000768610301113347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/09/saguaro-lake.html' title='Saguaro Lake'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SNaiAbzpLKI/AAAAAAAAASE/9PpHv4F8Jqc/s72-c/P1016546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-2877862488795835288</id><published>2008-09-13T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:44:39.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend's Wedding</title><content type='html'>I always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;embarrass&lt;/span&gt; Steve when I dance. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know why. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not that bad. :)(Notice that Steve is not on the dance floor)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245586013947399250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SMwQr_gXjFI/AAAAAAAAARk/Uy2ag4yh9ZQ/s400/Lauras+wedding+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dear friend Laura &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Reeder&lt;/span&gt; got married to her sweet heart Marc Ellsworth. I am so happy for the two of them! They are perfect for each other. And with this wonderful occasion I was able to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bridesmaid&lt;/span&gt; for the first time ever! I felt so lucky and was so excited! The wedding was beautiful, Laura was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;, and Steve was so sweet to hang out with me all night at the reception.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245582949409955762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SMwN5nNtH7I/AAAAAAAAARc/FAeyOgMGII8/s400/Lauras+wedding+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245582464807581874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SMwNdZ7fuLI/AAAAAAAAARM/CWQllTStnSg/s320/Lauras+wedding+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245582759731342834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SMwNukmzLfI/AAAAAAAAARU/q180V1QghnQ/s400/Lauras+wedding+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There was fantastic food, fun dancing, and lots of hugs and kisses. But nothing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;compares&lt;/span&gt; to the spirit in the Temple. What a blessing we have to be so close to a Temple and to be reminded of our full purpose here. I need to go more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-2877862488795835288?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/2877862488795835288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=2877862488795835288' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2877862488795835288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2877862488795835288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-best-friends-wedding.html' title='My Best Friend&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SMwQr_gXjFI/AAAAAAAAARk/Uy2ag4yh9ZQ/s72-c/Lauras+wedding+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-6299994500954330520</id><published>2008-09-12T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T14:55:38.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is Here</title><content type='html'>It has been way to long since our last post.  My camera card is having issues so once I get that fixed I will post some pics. What are we up to? Steven and I are getting back into the swing of school life again. It was so nice to have the summer off from school but it always seems to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt; to get back into study mode. Less movies and more reading.  Steve is school full time while putting in 40 hour work weeks at the bank. He is a champion and doing great! I am back in school too, nursing is my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new thing is a competition to see who has more friends on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FaceBook&lt;/span&gt;. Neither one of us has ever had one until last week. So if you want me to win the Competition and you have a face book please find me. Megan Rogers Webster. It is silly but fun to play. So far Steve is winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did get a membership to LA Fitness (thank you Steve) I have been bugging him forever to get one. Finally we did, and I laugh when I wake up to Steve groaning in his sleep b/c his his body is sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;plugin&lt;/span&gt; away. Life is happy. I am turning 25 this month!! I feel old, so I went and bought wrinkle free cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-6299994500954330520?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/6299994500954330520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=6299994500954330520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6299994500954330520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6299994500954330520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/09/fall-is-here.html' title='Fall is Here'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-7178951375504907999</id><published>2008-08-09T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T17:58:15.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3,000 Mile Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Steve's Best Buddy Jebb got married and we where able to attend the ring ceremony and reception in Utah. The wedding was beautiful, the couple very much in love, and it is always fun to see old friends. I always love it too because it reminds me of my favorite day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4x52G-8dI/AAAAAAAAAQc/A50StHkGgM4/s1600-h/Trip6_Page_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232674686898205138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4x52G-8dI/AAAAAAAAAQc/A50StHkGgM4/s400/Trip6_Page_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4xyQM-qrI/AAAAAAAAAQU/HrxaE1-9QqM/s1600-h/P1010168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232674556463721138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4xyQM-qrI/AAAAAAAAAQU/HrxaE1-9QqM/s400/P1010168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here you can see parts of Yellow Stone, Steve hanging out the window with Max. Max is the Websters dog and Steve loves him! At the Webster family reunion the boys brought out their guns, and it was like watching little kids at Christmas. They had so much fun letting there testosterone run free. Derek still says he can see Jarets smile clear from the back of his head. I fired a few rounds, but I got my kick from watching the guys having so much fun. It was so great seeing so many of the family at the reunion! We love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4xjj4q1-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/Ops355e9Qqk/s1600-h/Trip5_Page_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232674304049207266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4xjj4q1-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/Ops355e9Qqk/s400/Trip5_Page_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yellow Stone was Great. It was my first time there and I loved being in the beauty of all of it. Old Faithful was a sight to see and the animals where exciting we saw buffalo, bear, elk, dear, coyote, eagles, fish... You name it and we probably saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4xdIozmpI/AAAAAAAAAQE/kTB8Z_9mmUg/s1600-h/Trip4_Page_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232674193655700114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4xdIozmpI/AAAAAAAAAQE/kTB8Z_9mmUg/s400/Trip4_Page_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are at the Teuton Mountains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4xVXODRII/AAAAAAAAAP8/c884xENttFY/s1600-h/P1010142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232674060131058818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4xVXODRII/AAAAAAAAAP8/c884xENttFY/s400/P1010142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the days on our trip Lynda took Alex and I white water rafting down the Snake River. It was Awesome! If you have never done it I would recommend it! I have those pictures coming-but if you want a little rush and a little thrill it would be the thing to do. Thanks Lynda it was great! And while we where there we got Burgers in Jackson Hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4xJDIEHdI/AAAAAAAAAP0/U2ISTsfayUw/s1600-h/Trip3_Page_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232673848578809298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4xJDIEHdI/AAAAAAAAAP0/U2ISTsfayUw/s400/Trip3_Page_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Camping trip with Jeff, Lynda and Alex was so much fun. We did so much, Fly Fishing, Yellow Stone, Family Reunion and Jebb's Wedding. We put just under 3,000 miles on our Corolla on our trip. But our highlight was the time spent on the Graze River Fly Fishing. Steve has been prepping for this for the past couple months, he tied over 100 flys. Now there wasn't any expectation for me to catch anything, but I proudly put on the waders, boots and hat and caught myself some good cutthroat! Steve and Jeff are definitely the pros pulling out 20-22 inch cutthroat- but I hung right in there with them. We all had a great time. Thanks so much for the great trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4xBRtgXzI/AAAAAAAAAPs/shthgI_r6Zs/s1600-h/Trip2_Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232673715054993202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4xBRtgXzI/AAAAAAAAAPs/shthgI_r6Zs/s400/Trip2_Page_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232685980314765730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="243" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ48LNXUCaI/AAAAAAAAAQk/bgSy9ItDoaM/s320/P1010127.JPG" width="326" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4w2VlZ1FI/AAAAAAAAAPk/4JBa6XO5QVI/s1600-h/Trip1_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232673527116190802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4w2VlZ1FI/AAAAAAAAAPk/4JBa6XO5QVI/s400/Trip1_Page_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-7178951375504907999?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/7178951375504907999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=7178951375504907999' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7178951375504907999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7178951375504907999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/08/3000-mile-journey.html' title='3,000 Mile Journey'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SJ4x52G-8dI/AAAAAAAAAQc/A50StHkGgM4/s72-c/Trip6_Page_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-6918418808411463448</id><published>2008-07-15T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:11:57.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing w/the Fishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SH0__d5QokI/AAAAAAAAAPY/v1MihNAJVp4/s1600-h/Fishes_Page_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223401502408745538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SH0__d5QokI/AAAAAAAAAPY/v1MihNAJVp4/s400/Fishes_Page_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday night Steve told me that we had been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;invited to&lt;/span&gt; go fishing with our Friends TC and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Deserah&lt;/span&gt; Fish, there Family and Paul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Arrington&lt;/span&gt;. It sounded like fun so we got up early Saturday and took off for the high country in our Corolla. The closer we got the rougher the road became, Little did I know Steve had been told the roads were going to be bad. It would have been wise to have driven the 4 Runner, But through the mud and the muck the Little Corolla did wonderfully.  The weather was beautiful! It was a great hike down into the canyon, Not the best Fishing, but it felt great being in the mountains, not sweating, listening to the thunder and enjoying Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SH0_KubS1JI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-qkWEZnZ1n8/s1600-h/Fishes_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223400596313396370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SH0_KubS1JI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-qkWEZnZ1n8/s400/Fishes_Page_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-6918418808411463448?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/6918418808411463448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=6918418808411463448' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6918418808411463448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6918418808411463448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/07/fishing-wthe-fishes.html' title='Fishing w/the Fishes'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SH0__d5QokI/AAAAAAAAAPY/v1MihNAJVp4/s72-c/Fishes_Page_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-6288187315850182713</id><published>2008-07-10T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:11:58.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Groomer</title><content type='html'>My dads new Busines, Dog Groomer.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SHatEYtFlbI/AAAAAAAAAPI/cB-XaXz8geA/s1600-h/P1010105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221549619064640738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SHartq1slOI/AAAAAAAAAPA/4ad5RcbCcTU/s400/P1010104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221551108845311410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="299" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SHatEYtFlbI/AAAAAAAAAPI/cB-XaXz8geA/s400/P1010105.JPG" width="412" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad though it was a good idea to give Max a hair cut. Steve is an experienced barber himself so he helped out doing the finishing touches. It was fun to see how pleased they where with the end result.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-6288187315850182713?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/6288187315850182713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=6288187315850182713' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6288187315850182713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6288187315850182713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/07/dog-groomer.html' title='Dog Groomer'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SHartq1slOI/AAAAAAAAAPA/4ad5RcbCcTU/s72-c/P1010104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-5213547505669504422</id><published>2008-07-10T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:11:58.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Circus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SHaoeyNcswI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dd2s1NWrkvU/s1600-h/P1010100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SHaoeyNcswI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dd2s1NWrkvU/s400/P1010100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221546064810390274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture is not so great but Steve took me to the Circus! It was great Fun! My Grandma and Grandpa used to take Jonathan and I to the circus it seemed like every year. I have great memories eating giant snowcones and cotton candy. It made me feel like a kid again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-5213547505669504422?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/5213547505669504422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=5213547505669504422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/5213547505669504422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/5213547505669504422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='The Circus'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SHaoeyNcswI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dd2s1NWrkvU/s72-c/P1010100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-4986007073962105851</id><published>2008-07-10T16:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T17:10:12.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4TH</title><content type='html'>I am a little behind but that's okay. For the 4Th we went up to Roosevelt Lake with my parents and sis Emily to do some boating. It was a beautiful sunny hot day. So hot in fact that even my camera didn't want to work. So I don't have any photos to share. However it was great day on the lake, Mom skied like a pro on the and the rest of us wakeborded and Dad found it was tons of fun to see how high he could throw Emily and I off the tube. About 5pm a storm came rolling in and just as the whitecaps where coming over the front of the boat Dad and Steve managed to get the boat successfully on the trailer and out of the water. The little fishing boat family was not as fortunate. Dad and Steve went to their rescue and together they managed to get the boat out of the water while we watched everything that was once in the boat float away. I think the Lords hand was in on that rescue. Watch out for those unexpected storms. We did see the fireworks from a parking lot that went on at Tempe Town Lakes. They where amazing and With the patriotic music playing I became all emotional and again was reminded of how Proud I mam to be an American. It was a great 4Th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-4986007073962105851?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/4986007073962105851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=4986007073962105851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4986007073962105851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4986007073962105851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4TH'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-6127231480483855131</id><published>2008-07-08T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T17:42:35.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was tagged!</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by Kristin! So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: The rules of the game are posted at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;B: Each player answers the questions about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;C: At the end of the post, the player then tags 3 people and post their names, then go to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was I doing 10 years ago? I was 14 turning 15, in the summer leading into my 9Th grade year. I was dancing with STARS and loving every min of it. My family had lived in our Gary Cir house about 1 year so I was pretty well adjusted to Grandview 1st ward and enjoying the new friends and cute boys! Isn't that what every 15 year old girl does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What was on my to-do list for today? Today my alarm went off at 4:50 to go run, but I was just enjoying my warm bed and husband too much so I didn't get up till 6:00 and made it to work by 7. It was a good day at work very busy but I was done by 4:00 so that was great! Came home, went running b/c I didn't do that this am, made dinner and hung out w/ Steve. My Uncle Rick had surgery today so I did send him a Thinking of you Card. It was a pretty lay back day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would I do if I suddenly became a billionaire? We would buy a house, pay off our car (probably buy a new car) Save/Invest 99.9% of it Then shop and play with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 3 Bad habits... 1. I chew on my finger nails. I peal them off then chew on them. It is very disgusting but I cant stop. 2. I am a clean freak. I pick up after people. It can be a good thing but it can also really get on peoples nerves. 3. I am a gum popper. Whenever I chew I pop and crack the bubbles. Again something that is annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Places I have lived..... Mesa AZ, Lihea Hawaii,Maryland and Virgina (mission), Gilbert AZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Places I have worked... STARS Dance Studio, Campbell's Dance Studio, Michael Rogers CPA Office, POWER ELITE, Universal Dance Association, Preferred Chiropractic, APX Alarms, and currently working at Skyline Family Medicine for Dr. Kerry Green as a MA. I love it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 3 Things people don't know about me....I think I am a pretty open book but lets say.. 1. I don't love animals at least big pets in the house. No dog or cat will EVER sleep in my bed or on my couch. 2. I am really really hard on myself for just about everything. 3. I want to be a mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tagged&lt;br /&gt;Leslie, Becky and Tiffany&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-6127231480483855131?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/6127231480483855131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=6127231480483855131' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6127231480483855131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6127231480483855131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-was-tagged.html' title='I was tagged!'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-1976172439501917496</id><published>2008-07-02T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:11:58.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ScrapBlog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGwQMWHmlJI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KUUngsBCuyY/s1600-h/fishing+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGwQMWHmlJI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KUUngsBCuyY/s400/fishing+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218563872497505426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned how to "ScrapBlog" Its kinda fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-1976172439501917496?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/1976172439501917496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=1976172439501917496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1976172439501917496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1976172439501917496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/07/scrapblog.html' title='ScrapBlog'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGwQMWHmlJI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KUUngsBCuyY/s72-c/fishing+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-2866701213957644005</id><published>2008-06-26T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:11:59.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGR2sBWAcQI/AAAAAAAAAM8/xq8x53x36lk/s1600-h/m+temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216424767048937730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGR2sBWAcQI/AAAAAAAAAM8/xq8x53x36lk/s400/m+temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGR1wTCJu0I/AAAAAAAAAM0/RB0CQD4Hw3Y/s1600-h/mesa+temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just have to Blog real quick and say truly how much I love the Temple. Steve and I went together last night and it was one of those times where the wold was shut out and Lessons where being learned and Blessing where understood . It was a spiritual lift that I needed. I have to remember to not get too caught up in "Life" that I push to far back the eternal perspective. I love the Scriptures, I love the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Thanks Steve for taking me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-2866701213957644005?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/2866701213957644005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=2866701213957644005' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2866701213957644005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2866701213957644005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/06/temple.html' title='Temple'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGR2sBWAcQI/AAAAAAAAAM8/xq8x53x36lk/s72-c/m+temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-8593509430579341154</id><published>2008-06-26T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:00.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rogers Greer Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRuMDqGt-I/AAAAAAAAAMs/OA7IIKZD4tI/s1600-h/P1016080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216415421821269986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRuMDqGt-I/AAAAAAAAAMs/OA7IIKZD4tI/s320/P1016080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRt-SnupWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/p9jEiwgcvzQ/s1600-h/P1016124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216415185319667042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRt-SnupWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/p9jEiwgcvzQ/s320/P1016124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRtyXxvQVI/AAAAAAAAAMc/wYyt6BRYoX8/s1600-h/P1016099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216414980545397074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRtyXxvQVI/AAAAAAAAAMc/wYyt6BRYoX8/s320/P1016099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRti-Vm_QI/AAAAAAAAAMU/PDi5IKZ-6aY/s1600-h/P1016106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216414716018490626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRti-Vm_QI/AAAAAAAAAMU/PDi5IKZ-6aY/s320/P1016106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRtTuddFyI/AAAAAAAAAMM/jacmWxWl-7E/s1600-h/P1016110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216414454058391330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRtTuddFyI/AAAAAAAAAMM/jacmWxWl-7E/s320/P1016110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRtIZxEuvI/AAAAAAAAAME/pmZxALmL7Rc/s1600-h/P1016122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216414259524975346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRtIZxEuvI/AAAAAAAAAME/pmZxALmL7Rc/s320/P1016122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes we had another Great Fishing Trip! I feel like our summer schedule has turned into a mission of planning when the next fishing trip is going to be. But we had a great time this last weekend with my family in Greer enjoying the cooler weather, green trees, and a great fish fry. You can see how proud Steve and Dad where at themselves for their success. I love being with my family, all of us together in our small cabin with one bathroom where you can hear the toilet paper roll rolling from anywhere in eye sight of the cabin, the 100 year old beds where in the morning you can feel the springs in your back, the cute pink dishes, Disney Trivia, Horse shoes and Smoky the Bear. Thank you Grandpa Kesterson for building a small Heaven on Earth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-8593509430579341154?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/8593509430579341154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=8593509430579341154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/8593509430579341154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/8593509430579341154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/06/rogers-greer-trip.html' title='Rogers Greer Trip'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRuMDqGt-I/AAAAAAAAAMs/OA7IIKZD4tI/s72-c/P1016080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-9115261741265724644</id><published>2008-06-26T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:00.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOROS 2008-2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRoYqSrIjI/AAAAAAAAAL8/8tIIS3rKv-g/s1600-h/P1016125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216409041280639538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRoYqSrIjI/AAAAAAAAAL8/8tIIS3rKv-g/s320/P1016125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRoMgbXd8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/j8ueYeVhzGA/s1600-h/P1016126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216408832474314690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRoMgbXd8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/j8ueYeVhzGA/s320/P1016126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been the Mountain View JV pom and Cheer coach for the school year of 2007-2008. I have really had a great time working with the girls. Teaching is one of those things I do because I love the girls and the sport and not for the pay or recognition. But as I was looking back I couldn't believe that I don't have a single picture of last years team, so I had to start this year on a better foot. Here is a glimpse of the 2008-2009 MVT JV Girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-9115261741265724644?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/9115261741265724644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=9115261741265724644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/9115261741265724644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/9115261741265724644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/06/toros-2008-2009.html' title='TOROS 2008-2009'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SGRoYqSrIjI/AAAAAAAAAL8/8tIIS3rKv-g/s72-c/P1016125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-3762955366476682370</id><published>2008-06-06T20:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:00.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Polish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEn-kP95VII/AAAAAAAAALc/bdLdHo_8tlU/s1600-h/P1010081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208974342745576578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEn-kP95VII/AAAAAAAAALc/bdLdHo_8tlU/s320/P1010081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your Vote.. Steve or Megan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-3762955366476682370?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/3762955366476682370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=3762955366476682370' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3762955366476682370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3762955366476682370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/06/red-polish.html' title='Red Polish'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEn-kP95VII/AAAAAAAAALc/bdLdHo_8tlU/s72-c/P1010081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-7636431600323896528</id><published>2008-06-06T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:01.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fisher Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEn9fW6PrlI/AAAAAAAAALU/rhOFST9q6d4/s1600-h/P1010088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208973159198338642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEn9fW6PrlI/AAAAAAAAALU/rhOFST9q6d4/s320/P1010088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEn9PGpOuqI/AAAAAAAAALM/8-SO1IzJIYY/s1600-h/P1010096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208972879954098850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEn9PGpOuqI/AAAAAAAAALM/8-SO1IzJIYY/s320/P1010096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEn9DzcgCpI/AAAAAAAAALE/DC-YIlXu_6g/s1600-h/P1010093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208972685821872786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEn9DzcgCpI/AAAAAAAAALE/DC-YIlXu_6g/s320/P1010093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEn84xFW9QI/AAAAAAAAAK8/BL1I6zPPba8/s1600-h/P1010089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208972496209376514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEn84xFW9QI/AAAAAAAAAK8/BL1I6zPPba8/s320/P1010089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided Friday night to drive up to our Cabin in Greer for some good fishing and a quick get a way to some cooler weather. We headed up North Saturday morning, made good time by being at the Greer stream by about 1 pm. We fished all day hiking up and down the stream and around the lakes, enjoying the Mountain air, peanut butter and Jelly sandwiches and Little Debbie oatmeal cream pies. On the adventure through the woods we saw a nest of a Bald Eagle, a Beaver marking his territory and were eaten alive by Mosquitoes . The night in the cabin was as cozy as ever but sleeping in was not on Steve's mind. We were awake and back on the stream by 8am. We just love it so much and it fits both our needs, Steve's love for Fishing and my love for hiking. By 4 pm Sunday we cleaned up the cabin and headed back to the valley. No joke and no exaggeration we caught about 40 fish all together. It was a grand Time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-7636431600323896528?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/7636431600323896528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=7636431600323896528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7636431600323896528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7636431600323896528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-fisher-man.html' title='My Fisher Man'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEn9fW6PrlI/AAAAAAAAALU/rhOFST9q6d4/s72-c/P1010088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-2965038117794355896</id><published>2008-06-06T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:02.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEnwZ36AxEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/xjgFZCL16Bs/s1600-h/00000006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208958771325355074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEnwZ36AxEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/xjgFZCL16Bs/s320/00000006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEnwEAYR9AI/AAAAAAAAAKs/npN_z1ogNMg/s1600-h/00000010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208958395642672130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEnwEAYR9AI/AAAAAAAAAKs/npN_z1ogNMg/s320/00000010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEnvwCLIREI/AAAAAAAAAKk/MCkNnfxtco4/s1600-h/00000017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208958052526998594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEnvwCLIREI/AAAAAAAAAKk/MCkNnfxtco4/s320/00000017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEnvU5_j2jI/AAAAAAAAAKc/htJHRnSVMDc/s1600-h/00000016.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEnu6zuyBQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/UT7MDI4DylI/s1600-h/00000014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208957138116936962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEnu6zuyBQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/UT7MDI4DylI/s400/00000014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEnuREFwutI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5-Md3EEQsok/s1600-h/00000005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208956420953782994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEnuREFwutI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5-Md3EEQsok/s400/00000005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Memorial Day Steve and I went up with my Parents to do a little Fly Fishing. Steve grew up Fly Fishing on big Rivers with his Dad and Family and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; loves it. So I had to show him that there are places in Arizona that he can Fish. Up to the Salt River we went and had a great time! He is so Cute when he Fishes! Have you heard of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sucker&lt;/span&gt; Fish?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-2965038117794355896?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/2965038117794355896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=2965038117794355896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2965038117794355896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/2965038117794355896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/06/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SEnwZ36AxEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/xjgFZCL16Bs/s72-c/00000006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-8838298452515714568</id><published>2008-05-20T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:03.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Lake Trip of 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOkcW2NPOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/blXbiz6sIp0/s1600-h/P1010070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202682801619287266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOkcW2NPOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/blXbiz6sIp0/s200/P1010070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOkRX-r7EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SeSPfYYCKf8/s1600-h/P1010071.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOiONE1LDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/EWHfBLNiYgM/s1600-h/P1010078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202680359454846002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOiONE1LDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/EWHfBLNiYgM/s320/P1010078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks Dad! We had a blast going to the Lake on Monday evening. It doesnt take too much convincing to get a crew together to head up to the Lake. It was our first time on the water this summer and Steve was already throwing his back flip and Kristin got up for her first time on the wakeboard like she was an old pro. I love the boat because everyone is close together, no phones, no computer and everyone is relaxed just having a good time. I am looking forward for many more boating trips and when I can get more Air then Steve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-8838298452515714568?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/8838298452515714568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=8838298452515714568' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/8838298452515714568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/8838298452515714568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/05/1st-lake-trip-of-2008.html' title='1st Lake Trip of 2008'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOkcW2NPOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/blXbiz6sIp0/s72-c/P1010070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-6272496380018573560</id><published>2008-05-20T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:03.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Works</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOfy4OCvqI/AAAAAAAAAJs/OFJIWJ2IBQg/s1600-h/P1010069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202677690976616098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOfy4OCvqI/AAAAAAAAAJs/OFJIWJ2IBQg/s200/P1010069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOfHFGMf9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/9yvcLtGwZQ4/s1600-h/P1010068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202676938519117778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOfHFGMf9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/9yvcLtGwZQ4/s200/P1010068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOd8jJ22QI/AAAAAAAAAJU/5BDs3SbOyOU/s1600-h/P1010065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202675658097350914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOd8jJ22QI/AAAAAAAAAJU/5BDs3SbOyOU/s200/P1010065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we went out and played at Game Works at Arizona Mills Mall. When we where engaged we had many arcade night dates. It is fun to go play there every now and again. Our buddy from the mission, Jonathan Hiller was in town so he joined in on the Fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-6272496380018573560?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/6272496380018573560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=6272496380018573560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6272496380018573560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6272496380018573560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/05/game-works.html' title='Game Works'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOfy4OCvqI/AAAAAAAAAJs/OFJIWJ2IBQg/s72-c/P1010069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-3933120896071726682</id><published>2008-05-20T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:04.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOGS07hCdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HdPLuqtw8sY/s1600-h/Pocahantas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202649652547094994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOGS07hCdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HdPLuqtw8sY/s320/Pocahantas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Free-spirited and wise. You have a strong passionate spirit that touches and changes all who know you. The wisdom and common sense that you have is really what guides you through life. Even so, you also have a very playful side that loves adventure and excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Steve and I got married we where told by President Cannon (our mission president) whom we both admire and adore that we are two complete opposite people and personalities. This is true, most of the time, but I think it is one of our greatest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;strengths&lt;/span&gt; as a couple. Anyway, the other day we both took this Princess Test seperetly to see what Disney Princess we would be, and we both came out to be the same Princess! We must be more alike then we realize, or marriage is making us become one. I love you Steve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=16354"&gt;http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=16354&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/2344328297961388916-3933120896071726682?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/3933120896071726682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=3933120896071726682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3933120896071726682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3933120896071726682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/05/princess-test.html' title='Princess Test'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SDOGS07hCdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HdPLuqtw8sY/s72-c/Pocahantas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-6977373569603411218</id><published>2008-05-11T15:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:05.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous Hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SCdzVezF3qI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mlJmOC910bY/s1600-h/nash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199251107704331938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SCdzVezF3qI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mlJmOC910bY/s320/nash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SCdzQ-zF3pI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Qdl4CDX1Xrc/s1600-h/marks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199251030394920594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SCdzQ-zF3pI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Qdl4CDX1Xrc/s320/marks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday morning Kristin and I went on our weekly hike. This week we hiked up Camel Back Mountain.  It is a great hike, we both really enjoyed it.  As we where taking a water break I looked over and saw two men jogging up around the corner towards us. I said to Kristin "that guy has a profile like Steve Nash, then Kristin looked over and says "that is Sean Marks and Steve Nash from the SUNS!" All we could do was wave hello to them as the jogged right on. Kristin did manage to get the words out, "Fun Season!" They both smiled and waved back at us. It was our proud story for the rest of the day that we where hiking with Steve Nash and Sean Marks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-6977373569603411218?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/6977373569603411218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=6977373569603411218' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6977373569603411218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6977373569603411218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/05/famous-hike.html' title='Famous Hike'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SCdzVezF3qI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mlJmOC910bY/s72-c/nash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-8911917299272338883</id><published>2008-05-11T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:05.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Afternoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SCdtAuzF3oI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RJEbfXUF0vQ/s1600-h/P1010062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199244154152279682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SCdtAuzF3oI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RJEbfXUF0vQ/s320/P1010062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday when we get home from church, after I have tough my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YW&lt;/span&gt; lesson and Steve is through with his meetings and visits are our favorite time of the week.  We both can kick back and relax. This week was finals for Steve. He did fantastic earning the highest grade in is Economic Class. And pulled out an A in his English class with help from an extra credit short story that we wrote "together." I helped him out with 3/4 of the story because by this point his brain was fried. (I had to say that part.) I am helping out getting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MVT&lt;/span&gt; JV POM &amp;amp; CHEER girls ready for there new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night about 9:30 we decided to use our gift card to Red Lobster. It was not an enjoyable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;. We both got sick to our stomachs. It was either due to the Late hour at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; we finally decided to go or to the Gumbo Soup Bowl. Word to the wise. No Red Lobster after 9. Be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Smart&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-8911917299272338883?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/8911917299272338883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=8911917299272338883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/8911917299272338883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/8911917299272338883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunday-afternoons.html' title='Sunday Afternoons'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/SCdtAuzF3oI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RJEbfXUF0vQ/s72-c/P1010062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-3139145073528749576</id><published>2008-04-25T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T14:48:44.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is Good</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since our last update. The days keep coming and the weeks fly by, Time never slows down, it almost feels as though it is speeding up.&lt;br /&gt;Steve took a weekend trip to Utah to spend time with his family, friends and to go to Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hinkley's&lt;/span&gt; Homecoming from his mission. Steve was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hinkleys&lt;/span&gt; trainer and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; loved the transfer with him. They had a great bond and after Steve came home he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kept&lt;/span&gt; in good contact with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hinkley&lt;/span&gt; the rest of his mission. So I found great ticket prices and flew Steve up to Utah. I know Steve loved hanging out with his best buddy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jebb&lt;/span&gt;(standing in line for Deal or No Deal, but threw in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;towel&lt;/span&gt; about an hour into the wait), spending time with Dad and Mom and visiting with all of our Webster family and friends. I did send the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt; with Steve to take pictures but did he take any. NO! The little stinker. I am proud of Steve for his hard work at school finishing up the year with a 4.0 GPA, while he is also working almost 40 hours a week at Wells Fargo. He is doing an awesome job there, quickly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;climbing&lt;/span&gt; up the ladder to a position as a Banker. I admire &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Steve's&lt;/span&gt; hard work and dedication! Good Job Babe!! Love you!&lt;br /&gt;As for me I am still working at the Dr. Office. We had an MA quit so Dr. Green asked me if I would be interested in learning the back office and have more interaction with the patients. I would love that, So am expanding my horizons and learning the back office. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;entails&lt;/span&gt;, rooming the patients, taking all there vitals-the Blood Pressure is tricky for me, giving shots, TB tests, strep tests, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;urine&lt;/span&gt; tests.... Just some fun simple things. I am really enjoying it and it has added on a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt; for me that I have needed, plus a pay raise is always nice. I found a new joy in a work out called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;TurboJam&lt;/span&gt;. I saw it on an infomercial and begged Steve to get it for months. Finally after convincing Steve that I would get sexy, hot abs we ordered it! I love it!! So I run and do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;TurboJam&lt;/span&gt; about every day. Steve loves to find me working out in our front room when he comes home and tells me what a nerd I am. We will see who the nerd is when I have the beach body. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. At least it keeps us entertained.&lt;br /&gt;So Life is Good. At our last Stake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Conference&lt;/span&gt; they talked a lot on living Today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; put things off until tomorrow, because tomorrow never comes and we cant live off of yesterday. Live for Today, do what you are supposed to Today, be happy Today. As we try to do that we will be happy, successful and blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-3139145073528749576?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/3139145073528749576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=3139145073528749576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3139145073528749576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3139145073528749576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-is-good.html' title='Life Is Good'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-6592570531458472049</id><published>2008-04-07T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:05.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squaw Peak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_rADAYn4YI/AAAAAAAAAHM/3_mFJqvWb5E/s1600-h/P1010053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186669078745964930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_rADAYn4YI/AAAAAAAAAHM/3_mFJqvWb5E/s320/P1010053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_q-AgYn4XI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Xdfw9xjXigg/s1600-h/P1010057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186666836773036402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_q-AgYn4XI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Xdfw9xjXigg/s320/P1010057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So ever since the Wind Cave hike I have been on this Hiking Kick. I figure I have lived in Arizona my whole life and its time that I have seen all its beauty. It has been 3 weeks now that Kristin and I have Hiked on Saturday morning. I love it!! This was at the top of Squaw Peak. Anyone that wants to join the club give us a shout out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-6592570531458472049?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/6592570531458472049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=6592570531458472049' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6592570531458472049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6592570531458472049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/04/squaw-peak.html' title='Squaw Peak'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_rADAYn4YI/AAAAAAAAAHM/3_mFJqvWb5E/s72-c/P1010053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-8317180903668853148</id><published>2008-04-07T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:06.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cereal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_q7PAYn4WI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3Q4tVZTvt0o/s1600-h/P1010052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186663787346256226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_q7PAYn4WI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3Q4tVZTvt0o/s320/P1010052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so funny the other morning I found Steve eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cereal&lt;/span&gt; out of our big serving bowl. This picture does not do that bowl justice.  Steven Loves cereal and growing up I was told he would eat it for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Lets just say we had to get more milk and another box of cereal after that serving was finished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-8317180903668853148?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/8317180903668853148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=8317180903668853148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/8317180903668853148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/8317180903668853148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/04/cereal.html' title='Cereal'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_q7PAYn4WI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3Q4tVZTvt0o/s72-c/P1010052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-6858724990002946939</id><published>2008-04-07T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:06.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everone Needs a Burger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_q4RgYn4VI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ZJCzHi3jkPA/s1600-h/burger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186660531761045842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_q4RgYn4VI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ZJCzHi3jkPA/s320/burger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I generally try to eat relatively healthy and when I do order out it is usually between a Chicken sandwich or a salad. However we had picked up several FREE burger coupons at the Hockey game and could not let them go to wast. I was starving and had not had a hamburger in who knows when so Steve and I made a trip to Carols Jr and had Burgers all around...Let me tell you it was the best burger I have ever tasted. Juicy and sloppy that fell apart in my mouth as well as all over my face. It was a memorable moment. I think every now and then everyone needs to enjoy the experience of a Hamburger. (sorry to all you vegetarians)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-6858724990002946939?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/6858724990002946939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=6858724990002946939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6858724990002946939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6858724990002946939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/04/everone-needs-burger.html' title='Everone Needs a Burger'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_q4RgYn4VI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ZJCzHi3jkPA/s72-c/burger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-841902066688338344</id><published>2008-04-07T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:07.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coyotes Hocky Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_q3BwYn4UI/AAAAAAAAAGs/7zJZAQn1Lr0/s1600-h/P1010046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186659161666478402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_q3BwYn4UI/AAAAAAAAAGs/7zJZAQn1Lr0/s320/P1010046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_q1YwYn4TI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qNrV5WRPol4/s1600-h/P1010049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186657357780214066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_q1YwYn4TI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qNrV5WRPol4/s320/P1010049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_q1GgYn4SI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XPkbPCFd6JY/s1600-h/P1010043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186657044247601442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_q1GgYn4SI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XPkbPCFd6JY/s320/P1010043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Valentines Day we bought Hockey tickets for a fun date. I have never been too much into the sport but Steve loves it. The whole way home and for the next few days all I heard about was how He should have been a Hockey Player. I did learn that when they talk about Hockey Fights they are talking about throwing down the stick, take the gloves off, put up the fists and start pounding each other and the crowed goes wild! It was very barbaric but a lot of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-841902066688338344?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/841902066688338344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=841902066688338344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/841902066688338344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/841902066688338344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/04/coyotes-hocky-game.html' title='Coyotes Hocky Game'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R_q3BwYn4UI/AAAAAAAAAGs/7zJZAQn1Lr0/s72-c/P1010046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-3674365990697335408</id><published>2008-03-23T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:07.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind Caves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bSHAYn4QI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zejjksoWEt8/s1600-h/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181059439140528386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bSHAYn4QI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zejjksoWEt8/s320/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bR8wYn4PI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nSBRrfezhgc/s1600-h/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181059263046869234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bR8wYn4PI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nSBRrfezhgc/s320/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bRxgYn4OI/AAAAAAAAAF8/TGOOT0a_968/s1600-h/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181059069773340898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bRxgYn4OI/AAAAAAAAAF8/TGOOT0a_968/s320/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bRZgYn4NI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rSVKTsJb3oA/s1600-h/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181058657456480466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bRZgYn4NI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rSVKTsJb3oA/s320/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I woke up Saturday with this great urge to go on a Hike. Steve had to work so I was going to go by myself, But then I thought I would call up my mom and see if anyone would want to come. Sure enough we made it a little family adventure to the Wind Caves hiking up Usuray Pass. It was so much Fun! I just loved it, my urge was filled with great satisfaction and it was wonderful having my parents and sister with me to bask in my joy.It was a great Hike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-3674365990697335408?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/3674365990697335408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=3674365990697335408' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3674365990697335408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3674365990697335408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/03/wind-caves.html' title='Wind Caves'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bSHAYn4QI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zejjksoWEt8/s72-c/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-8992708102289179571</id><published>2008-03-23T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:08.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ward BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bNVAYn4MI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qS92I7zdxj0/s1600-h/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181054182100558018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bNVAYn4MI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qS92I7zdxj0/s200/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bNNQYn4LI/AAAAAAAAAFk/cuveozJYpaw/s1600-h/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181054048956571826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bNNQYn4LI/AAAAAAAAAFk/cuveozJYpaw/s200/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bM9gYn4KI/AAAAAAAAAFc/RXUlLkCpWDw/s1600-h/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181053778373632162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bM9gYn4KI/AAAAAAAAAFc/RXUlLkCpWDw/s200/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that 1/3 of our ward lives in our apartments and are Couples like our selves. It makes for convenient Home and Visiting teaching visits because all you need to do is walk up or down the stairs or to the next building over. We love this ward and have  made many great friends. The hard part is that everyone moves. Yes you are happy for each other because it means a new house or a baby was born and they had to expand but you always miss them. These pics are from a BBQ we had the other night with the Elders Quarm. Food + Family= Mormons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-8992708102289179571?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/8992708102289179571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=8992708102289179571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/8992708102289179571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/8992708102289179571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/03/ward-bbq.html' title='Ward BBQ'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-bNVAYn4MI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qS92I7zdxj0/s72-c/BBQ,Hike,+Easter+Eggs+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-4367347017809604539</id><published>2008-03-21T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:09.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-QcSgYn4JI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UwLKcLDglFY/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180296575639347346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-QcSgYn4JI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UwLKcLDglFY/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-Qb2AYn4II/AAAAAAAAAFM/W1spEEBxXS8/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180296086013075586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-Qb2AYn4II/AAAAAAAAAFM/W1spEEBxXS8/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Who is your favorite American Idol? Steve likes Jason Castro and I love David Cook! But dont get me wrong no one will ever replace Clay Akin in  my eyes. Dont forget to vote!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-4367347017809604539?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/4367347017809604539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=4367347017809604539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4367347017809604539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4367347017809604539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/03/american-idol.html' title='American Idol'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-QcSgYn4JI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UwLKcLDglFY/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-4729338468730811396</id><published>2008-03-19T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:09.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has Sprung</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-HbagYn4GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/--ompuNwBNk/s1600-h/spring+flower+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179662294869074018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-HbagYn4GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/--ompuNwBNk/s200/spring+flower+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-HbVwYn4FI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Il4a4-84Fdg/s1600-h/spring+flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179662213264695378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-HbVwYn4FI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Il4a4-84Fdg/s200/spring+flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this time of year. I love it not being dark when I go to work, I love the smell, I love the coolness in the morning and evening that comes before and after the worm sun. It is perfect for hiking, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;picnic&lt;/span&gt;, running basically anything outside. I love the feeling of a carefree summer that is on its way. I love that I can start getting tan again. I love the flowers. I grew up with Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Schlessman&lt;/span&gt; who loved to Garden and would stop for any flower picture, I have began to do the same. Spring has Sprung. I see it as a time to bloom myself with new energy for life. Its a big breath of fresh air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-4729338468730811396?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/4729338468730811396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=4729338468730811396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4729338468730811396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4729338468730811396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-this-time-of-year.html' title='Spring has Sprung'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R-HbagYn4GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/--ompuNwBNk/s72-c/spring+flower+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-4928832205208881218</id><published>2008-03-17T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:09.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve's First Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R99Gw7nqEtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/jYoqPsuARaY/s1600-h/P1010077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178935902951051986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R99Gw7nqEtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/jYoqPsuARaY/s320/P1010077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this is my first blog post ever!. Its pretty exciting to tell you the truth. I made fun of Megan at first for blogging, but after all the blogs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; seen , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ive&lt;/span&gt; become more interested. Its such a good way to stay close to those people you love and appreciate. The picture you see above is a picture of me and my companion in Inner Harbor (Baltimore, Maryland). This is a picture while I was on my mission. This is my pride and my joy. I love my mission more than anything (besides my wife). It set the standers I have, and brought me close to my dearest wife, whom I love so much. I always refer to my mission for many things, because it is the hardest ive ever worked and the most rewarding thing I have ever done in my entire life. The rewards are still blessing me and will do so for the rest of my life. Well, Megan and I are doing the newlywed thing, which for us is going to school and working. I work at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wellsfargo&lt;/span&gt;, and am working towards an undergraduate degree in Finacne. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; planning on going to dental school after that, but you never know what life may bring. Hopefully kids looking at the good side of things. Megan is serving in the young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;women's&lt;/span&gt; as she said in an earlier post, and I am in the Elders &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Quarm&lt;/span&gt; Presidency trying to keep my head on straight. Life is the greatest gift ever! Its so great to treasure the good times we have together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-4928832205208881218?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/4928832205208881218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=4928832205208881218' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4928832205208881218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4928832205208881218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/03/steves-first-post.html' title='Steve&apos;s First Post'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R99Gw7nqEtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/jYoqPsuARaY/s72-c/P1010077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-6487093388635831435</id><published>2008-03-15T13:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T13:26:10.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLU</title><content type='html'>I work at Skyline Family Medicine as a receptionist. I was talking to my coworker about how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fortunate&lt;/span&gt; it is that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get sick that often from working there. "I forgot to knock on wood". It seemed like the very next day I came down with the FLU! Yep I got it. I felt like crap. The fever, chills, body ache, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vomiting&lt;/span&gt;, you name it I had it. Finally I knew only of a higher power that was going to save me from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;misery&lt;/span&gt;. I asked Steve if he would give me a blessing. A little later Steve and TC Fish (our friend) gave me a blessing. It is a wonderful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; to be able to have my husband use the Priesthood Power  in our home.  I was back to work the next day. A miracle? I know so! Miracles still happen. I think sometimes we all need that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;, a Faith builder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; to remind us of who is in charge and when we turn to our Father in Heaven all things are possible. I am so grateful for Steve that he was able to help me when I needed him and for the Spirit that was brought into our home as the blessing was given. And Steve never got sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-6487093388635831435?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/6487093388635831435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=6487093388635831435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6487093388635831435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/6487093388635831435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/03/flu.html' title='FLU'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-1066031879861473443</id><published>2008-03-15T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:09.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Softball Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R9wnabnqErI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VJreEXl1Ut0/s1600-h/Baseball+3-2008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178057006613402290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R9wnabnqErI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VJreEXl1Ut0/s320/Baseball+3-2008+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R9wnPrnqEqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qq0IoOa-_4g/s1600-h/Baseball+3-2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178056821929808546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R9wnPrnqEqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qq0IoOa-_4g/s320/Baseball+3-2008+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steve is the softball player in the family. Tuesday and Thursday nights you will find him at baseball fields with the Friend Leagues or Church Ball. The other night he had a catch that should have been on Prime Time TV, as he leaped his entire body to a horizontal line in the air to dive and catch a ball. The catch was successful and an OUT was called! I proudly sit in the stands and cheer as Steve bats and slides into home. We love our softball nights!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-1066031879861473443?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/1066031879861473443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=1066031879861473443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1066031879861473443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1066031879861473443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/03/softball-nights.html' title='Softball Nights'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R9wnabnqErI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VJreEXl1Ut0/s72-c/Baseball+3-2008+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-4262458520241172122</id><published>2008-03-09T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:10.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Steadfast &amp; Immovable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R9Q_wbnqEnI/AAAAAAAAADc/3xhQmbSfmCc/s1600-h/P1010014a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175831973035905650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R9Q_wbnqEnI/AAAAAAAAADc/3xhQmbSfmCc/s320/P1010014a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am the Laurel Advisor in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ElDorado&lt;/span&gt; Ward  and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; love the calling. This weekend was our Youth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Conference&lt;/span&gt;. We spent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; listening through different workshops on topics such as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;, dating, team work, and The Book of Mormon. Amazing examples where given and great words of Encouragement and Advice. Then we went to the service project where we helped set a walking path that goes around a pond in a park in Gilbert. It was hot and dusty but I am proud to say that the Girls where wonderful and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; hear one of them complain. Not to say they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; do it, but at least I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; hear it. The youth in this church are wonderful. They are so strong because the have to be and because they want to be. I love them so much and I think I need them more then they need me. I love you girls!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-4262458520241172122?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/4262458520241172122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=4262458520241172122' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4262458520241172122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4262458520241172122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/03/be-steadfast-immovable.html' title='Be Steadfast &amp; Immovable'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R9Q_wbnqEnI/AAAAAAAAADc/3xhQmbSfmCc/s72-c/P1010014a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-1381122620685814762</id><published>2008-03-02T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:10.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leap Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R8swiXBcaKI/AAAAAAAAADU/HowR4lsh7fg/s1600-h/Picknick3-1-08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173281963818903714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R8swiXBcaKI/AAAAAAAAADU/HowR4lsh7fg/s320/Picknick3-1-08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today was beautiful! We went to the park with some friends for a picnic. We spent several hours throwing Frisbees, playing catch and relaxing on a blanket in the shade. I have not been looking forward to the weather change but today I would have not changed it for the world. When the weather is so fantastic how can you not stop and think about Heavenly Fathers amazing creations. How blessed we are to live at this time, in this free country to experience these blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-1381122620685814762?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/1381122620685814762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=1381122620685814762' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1381122620685814762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1381122620685814762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/03/leap-year.html' title='Leap Year'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R8swiXBcaKI/AAAAAAAAADU/HowR4lsh7fg/s72-c/Picknick3-1-08+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-1819779177393069317</id><published>2008-03-02T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:11.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Bumbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R8sv_nBcaJI/AAAAAAAAADM/ALCI4Sbp9LE/s1600-h/Picknick3-1-08+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173281366818449554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R8sv_nBcaJI/AAAAAAAAADM/ALCI4Sbp9LE/s320/Picknick3-1-08+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R8st13BcaII/AAAAAAAAADE/8hLF0COZ9gw/s1600-h/Picknick3-1-08+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173279000291469442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R8st13BcaII/AAAAAAAAADE/8hLF0COZ9gw/s320/Picknick3-1-08+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every opportunity we get to have a beach day we take it. Steve's sister Julie has a beautiful house in San Clemente who so lovingly opens her door to us. As we all know there is nothing more relaxing then sitting on the beach feeling the sand between the toes, listening to the crashing of waves and the warmth of the sun on your skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-1819779177393069317?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/1819779177393069317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=1819779177393069317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1819779177393069317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/1819779177393069317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/03/beach-bumbs.html' title='Beach Bumbs'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R8sv_nBcaJI/AAAAAAAAADM/ALCI4Sbp9LE/s72-c/Picknick3-1-08+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-5307598697555277170</id><published>2008-02-29T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:11.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R8jIBXBcaGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FdJUNPLNuu8/s1600-h/P1010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172604097720510562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R8jIBXBcaGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FdJUNPLNuu8/s320/P1010002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;February 17, 2008.  I have loved our first year of marriage. Learning how to really love someone is an everyday, every moment, selfless process. Steve and I where talking the other day about if we are not progressing we are then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;digressing&lt;/span&gt;, there is no standing still. I believe that is true on a gospel level as well as on a marriage. And that is what this life is all about, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; and progression and how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; I am to be able to progress through this life with my best friend. One year down a life time to come. (This is the top of our wedding cake that was saved for our 1 year mark. Mom and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; put this note on it for us as a surprise. They are AWESOME!)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-5307598697555277170?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/5307598697555277170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=5307598697555277170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/5307598697555277170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/5307598697555277170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/02/february-17-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R8jIBXBcaGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FdJUNPLNuu8/s72-c/P1010002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-3538220995433467933</id><published>2008-02-22T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:12.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R79nkCEylWI/AAAAAAAAACU/WWykif-EoLk/s1600-h/P1010024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169964765974533474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" height="225" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R79nkCEylWI/AAAAAAAAACU/WWykif-EoLk/s320/P1010024.JPG" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R79m2yEylVI/AAAAAAAAACM/o823wo-yuMA/s1600-h/P1010022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169963988585452882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="206" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R79m2yEylVI/AAAAAAAAACM/o823wo-yuMA/s320/P1010022.JPG" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We Just Celebrated our 1 year Anniversary!! And where did we go Disneyland! Steve had never been, so we had to go to The Most Magical Place on Earth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-3538220995433467933?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/3538220995433467933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=3538220995433467933' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3538220995433467933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3538220995433467933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/02/we-just-celebrated-our-1-year.html' title=''/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R79nkCEylWI/AAAAAAAAACU/WWykif-EoLk/s72-c/P1010024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-7799609975460221087</id><published>2008-02-09T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:12.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R647lyEylTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/O3yUaFpEsBo/s1600-h/PC250052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165131342923601202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R647lyEylTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/O3yUaFpEsBo/s320/PC250052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R645ZSEylSI/AAAAAAAAABw/3XCHoQjfOFU/s1600-h/P1010109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165128929151980834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R645ZSEylSI/AAAAAAAAABw/3XCHoQjfOFU/s200/P1010109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got a Great Toy for Christmas from Alex (sister). We tried so hard and so many times to get our remote control airplane off the ground. Steve was bound and determined to make it fly. But with 2 new wings and a taped nose we finally settled to just drive it around like a remote control car. We will keep the flying to Dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-7799609975460221087?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/7799609975460221087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=7799609975460221087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7799609975460221087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7799609975460221087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/02/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R647lyEylTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/O3yUaFpEsBo/s72-c/PC250052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-7779911416018200797</id><published>2008-02-09T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:13.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165127288474473746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R6435yEylRI/AAAAAAAAABo/DAjaDyq239s/s200/P1060122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jonathan and Kristin are an amazing example to all of us! Jonathan gave Tyler a powerful fathers baby blessing. This is the beging of a rightous, chosen generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R642XSEylQI/AAAAAAAAABg/5-m2o8sWWyw/s1600-h/P1014731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165125596257359106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R642XSEylQI/AAAAAAAAABg/5-m2o8sWWyw/s320/P1014731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Welome Tyler Lee Rogers November 7, 2008 We love you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-7779911416018200797?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/7779911416018200797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=7779911416018200797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7779911416018200797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/7779911416018200797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-addition.html' title='New Addition'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R6435yEylRI/AAAAAAAAABo/DAjaDyq239s/s72-c/P1060122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-3926906110629514109</id><published>2008-02-09T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:14.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R64yfSEylPI/AAAAAAAAABY/Nj2MlTEuf6w/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165121335649801458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R64yfSEylPI/AAAAAAAAABY/Nj2MlTEuf6w/s200/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               Just keep swimming, just keep swimming. "Faster Megan, Faster!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165120858908431570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R64yDiEylNI/AAAAAAAAABI/1y8n8qo04zw/s200/Picture+015.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R64yQiEylOI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vHgT_wn7cKU/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165121082246730978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R64yQiEylOI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vHgT_wn7cKU/s200/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad and Steve secretly love to compete with almost everything. In Fishing its all about who can hold out the longest. Patience is a Virtue! Here fishy, fishy! Who will be the first one to catch Wilber? Fly Fishing is one of Steves great passions. My passion is Steve, watching Steve, the Sun and Steve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-3926906110629514109?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/3926906110629514109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=3926906110629514109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3926906110629514109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/3926906110629514109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-keep-swimming-just-keep-swimming.html' title=''/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R64yfSEylPI/AAAAAAAAABY/Nj2MlTEuf6w/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344328297961388916.post-4317472917867737647</id><published>2008-02-09T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:14.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>California Adventures</title><content type='html'>Summer LOVIN &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R64pOSEylLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wAAccAXdxaI/s1600-h/P1012733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165111147987375282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R64pOSEylLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wAAccAXdxaI/s320/P1012733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R64tRiEylMI/AAAAAAAAABA/U5oMNUGQRQA/s1600-h/P1013219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165115601868461250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R64tRiEylMI/AAAAAAAAABA/U5oMNUGQRQA/s320/P1013219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;April 2007 took us to San Diago selling APX Alarm Systems. We spent 4 months knocking doors under the beautiful Cali Sun. In between working hours we found ouselvs playing at the beach and taking advantage of the wonderful California weather! Steve became my sufer boy and I loved watching him learn how to survive the waves! Utah Man does love the the Beach!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344328297961388916-4317472917867737647?l=mbmwebster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/feeds/4317472917867737647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2344328297961388916&amp;postID=4317472917867737647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4317472917867737647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344328297961388916/posts/default/4317472917867737647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbmwebster.blogspot.com/2008/02/california-adventures.html' title='California Adventures'/><author><name>The Websters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12258307161916463012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/TJ-7EPb07PI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ln6yaMxTSXU/S220/wedding+335+(44).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4r5jenRSypg/R64pOSEylLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wAAccAXdxaI/s72-c/P1012733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
