<?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-4367362002271673196</id><updated>2011-09-21T08:52:11.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boring Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-4515209416201939436</id><published>2011-02-13T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T21:09:39.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas?</title><content type='html'>I finally found the camera cord so I could download pics.  Here's a few from Christmas time that I thought were cute:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a trampoline for Christmas.  The kids have enjoyed it, but they would enjoy it even more if it was a little warmer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_eDIUY_-yMg/TVi0Kd5w7wI/AAAAAAAAANU/gAOwr2_VFis/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_eDIUY_-yMg/TVi0Kd5w7wI/AAAAAAAAANU/gAOwr2_VFis/s320/DSC_0105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573402630789590786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Maggie looking cute in our new sheep/shoe bin/ottoman.  Her name is Baaaa-ertha.  Is that the worst sheep name ever, or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8HuOCKFoZo/TVi0J_XBVEI/AAAAAAAAANM/Y7R5jLVxTA8/s1600/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8HuOCKFoZo/TVi0J_XBVEI/AAAAAAAAANM/Y7R5jLVxTA8/s320/DSC_0094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573402622590800962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time ever my girls have had matching dresses.  They love them.  They are sweater dresses with hoods in case you can't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jAwPxprvFnY/TVi4CV17K9I/AAAAAAAAANk/L7_AVyoBDgw/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jAwPxprvFnY/TVi4CV17K9I/AAAAAAAAANk/L7_AVyoBDgw/s320/DSC_0127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573406889233558482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Israel looking cute.  He asked for a vest for Christmas.  It was a good plan.  He looks good in vests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9YgV4o63K_w/TVi4CFt1UcI/AAAAAAAAANc/4h-tI97jILQ/s1600/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9YgV4o63K_w/TVi4CFt1UcI/AAAAAAAAANc/4h-tI97jILQ/s320/DSC_0151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573406884904653250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-4515209416201939436?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/4515209416201939436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=4515209416201939436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/4515209416201939436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/4515209416201939436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas.html' title='Christmas?'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_eDIUY_-yMg/TVi0Kd5w7wI/AAAAAAAAANU/gAOwr2_VFis/s72-c/DSC_0105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-6839360828528886571</id><published>2010-12-12T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T15:48:24.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing at church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TQUuvZfA-qI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gSVZoxiCJGE/s1600/CCF12122010_00000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TQUuvZfA-qI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gSVZoxiCJGE/s320/CCF12122010_00000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549893507633707682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecelia drew this at church today. It's our family. Can you tell who everyone is?  They are all actually pretty clear except for Eli and Israel.  I like me the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a result I have to admit that I did not anticipate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecelia had her Christmas concert at school and her class sang and did a dance to "I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas." Levi and Israel had a piano recital.  The boys and Steve went to a youth temple trip. And, we made it through the ward party last night.  This week we have tithing settlement, Israel's Christmas concert, Steve's work party, and scout ski day...ahhhh, December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-6839360828528886571?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/6839360828528886571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=6839360828528886571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/6839360828528886571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/6839360828528886571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2010/12/drawing-at-church.html' title='Drawing at church'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TQUuvZfA-qI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gSVZoxiCJGE/s72-c/CCF12122010_00000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-5016702274843422545</id><published>2010-12-06T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T11:16:05.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...Aaaaagh!</title><content type='html'>If I get everyone but me 7 presents each...that's still 49 presents I have to think of, plan, buy, get home, store, and wrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all my kids will be like, "What?? I only got 7 presents and 1 is underwear?????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to think about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacey convinced me to come down to Phoenix at the end of January and run a 1/2 marathon with her.  I've been training.  Yea me!  I figure the more people I tell that I'm doing it, the more I actually HAVE to do it.  I ran 6.5 miles on Saturday.  That's the farthest I've ever run. I was tired, but not near my limit.  No jelly legs or anything.  That is encouraging.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we did our annual Christmas tree cutting trip.  It went well.  No one chopped off their fingers.  Only one person peed their pants, and no one cried about not getting the tree that they wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TP00q4RiuXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/CWttYue6Atc/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TP00q4RiuXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/CWttYue6Atc/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547648227255433586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TP00qRg-8KI/AAAAAAAAAME/3gtEPz4XmLQ/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TP00qRg-8KI/AAAAAAAAAME/3gtEPz4XmLQ/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547648216851214498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TP00qFEhfHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eNq_4ENhFBA/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TP00qFEhfHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eNq_4ENhFBA/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547648213510618226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to do ridiculous things to my hair.  Here's the blond incarnation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TP01h5TmJMI/AAAAAAAAAMU/bFNfesctVCk/s1600/DSC_0027-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TP01h5TmJMI/AAAAAAAAAMU/bFNfesctVCk/s320/DSC_0027-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547649172425286850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the blue incarnation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TP01iIt80FI/AAAAAAAAAMc/LSEpMfP3FEU/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TP01iIt80FI/AAAAAAAAAMc/LSEpMfP3FEU/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547649176562356306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still deciding what color to do next.  Probably pink. (This really shouldn't be as fun as it is...can you say mid-life crisis??  Ha.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-5016702274843422545?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/5016702274843422545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=5016702274843422545' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/5016702274843422545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/5016702274843422545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='It&apos;s beginning to look a lot like Christmas...Aaaaagh!'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TP00q4RiuXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/CWttYue6Atc/s72-c/DSC_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-7745212491982314328</id><published>2010-11-14T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:54:39.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's November?? How did that happen.</title><content type='html'>Here's some pics of the kids.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing exciting to report, just doing normal stuff here.  School.  School.  Piano and cello lessons.  More school.  Cleaning, cleaning, cleaning, cleaning.  How does a house get so dirty so quickly.???  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TOCRrhOhmjI/AAAAAAAAALs/e3ogyQgnfhE/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TOCRrhOhmjI/AAAAAAAAALs/e3ogyQgnfhE/s320/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539587718505404978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TOCRrTl0SfI/AAAAAAAAALk/0KWwrZtOutA/s1600/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TOCRrTl0SfI/AAAAAAAAALk/0KWwrZtOutA/s320/DSC_0051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539587714845002226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TOCRrbQoxPI/AAAAAAAAALc/7vf_k4JSQ-M/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TOCRrbQoxPI/AAAAAAAAALc/7vf_k4JSQ-M/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539587716903650546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TOCQCpoeDyI/AAAAAAAAALU/5GAOh6Q5h6s/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TOCQCpoeDyI/AAAAAAAAALU/5GAOh6Q5h6s/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539585916875444002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TOCQCPCIHrI/AAAAAAAAALM/JZ3RS01jC2k/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TOCQCPCIHrI/AAAAAAAAALM/JZ3RS01jC2k/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539585909735300786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TOCQBWm_r5I/AAAAAAAAALE/_qB3FbJ1HWQ/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TOCQBWm_r5I/AAAAAAAAALE/_qB3FbJ1HWQ/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539585894589116306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TOCRr_RBCVI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ow9_R6zdjBc/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TOCRr_RBCVI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ow9_R6zdjBc/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539587726568917330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-7745212491982314328?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/7745212491982314328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=7745212491982314328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7745212491982314328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7745212491982314328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-november-how-did-that-happen.html' title='It&apos;s November?? How did that happen.'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/TOCRrhOhmjI/AAAAAAAAALs/e3ogyQgnfhE/s72-c/DSC_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-7715865985480132520</id><published>2010-08-30T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:18:02.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pike's Peak or bust!</title><content type='html'>This is Pike's Peak as seen from my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/THvJ83IjZzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2EHc2wLtpHE/s1600/pikes-peak2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/THvJ83IjZzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2EHc2wLtpHE/s320/pikes-peak2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511220616447092530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Barr trail that goes from the town of Manitou Springs to the top of Pike's Peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/THvKUPuADnI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oafGfCSKTrk/s1600/barr+trail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/THvKUPuADnI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oafGfCSKTrk/s320/barr+trail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511221018183601778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and my SIL after climbing to the top of the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/THwDNqBRzFI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nIN3leX4b8Y/s1600/topofpikespeak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/THwDNqBRzFI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nIN3leX4b8Y/s320/topofpikespeak.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511283577147477074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right.  12+ miles.  7800 feet up in elevation (that's almost one and a half miles straight up people.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were 3 cute little girls and a husband to meet me at the top.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-7715865985480132520?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/7715865985480132520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=7715865985480132520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7715865985480132520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7715865985480132520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2010/08/pikes-peak-or-bust.html' title='Pike&apos;s Peak or bust!'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/THvJ83IjZzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2EHc2wLtpHE/s72-c/pikes-peak2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-4346776509333536300</id><published>2010-05-18T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T14:18:11.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maggie Speaks! She's 1 today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mwbvtWG30wM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mwbvtWG30wM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laud (Eli's friend) always comes in the house, and if he doesn't immediately see Maggie, asks, "Where's Uh-Oh?" Wonder why??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-4346776509333536300?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/4346776509333536300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=4346776509333536300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/4346776509333536300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/4346776509333536300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2010/05/maggie-speaks.html' title='Maggie Speaks! She&apos;s 1 today!'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-457695668083471329</id><published>2010-05-11T12:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T13:30:11.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/S-m03q-AuXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/nwyORqmPgv4/s1600/DSC_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/S-m03q-AuXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/nwyORqmPgv4/s320/DSC_0213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470102090938366322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while, I manage to get a picture of Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/S-m026ZVnHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/53VcuGT21eQ/s1600/DSC_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/S-m026ZVnHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/53VcuGT21eQ/s320/DSC_0212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470102077899644018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi is trying to grow the front of his hair out to look like the young Indiana Jones of the 3rd movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/S-m02UXlVyI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0lyDOK9ITgQ/s1600/DSC_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/S-m02UXlVyI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0lyDOK9ITgQ/s320/DSC_0148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470102067691738914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is just to make Charity jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/S-m01_tCSUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KKJW-cg847g/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/S-m01_tCSUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KKJW-cg847g/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470102062144571714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no.  Marguerite decided to play with her carrots instead of eating them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/S-m01bSEAWI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cu4X5AG7AOY/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/S-m01bSEAWI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cu4X5AG7AOY/s320/DSC_0112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470102052367761762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cleaner version.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-457695668083471329?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/457695668083471329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=457695668083471329' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/457695668083471329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/457695668083471329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2010/05/some-pics.html' title='Some pics'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/S-m03q-AuXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/nwyORqmPgv4/s72-c/DSC_0213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-6520068759067856258</id><published>2010-04-16T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T10:20:29.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Republican Party Locally</title><content type='html'>I've gotten involved in politics.  At the lowest level.  In March, Colorado held caucuses, and Steve and I attended ours.  I was prepared to "run" for precinct leader in our area.  AND I WON.  Okay, okay.  So, four of us showed up at our caucus meeting.  Only two of us wanted the position, and...there are actually two precinct leaders in each precinct.  So I felt pretty good about my chances even before we voted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this same meeting, I also became one of 2 delegates to the county convention.  That worked pretty much the same way.  Then I got invited to the meeting where we picked our state assembly delegates.  This meeting taught me that we need more sane/intelligent people going to Republican meetings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After opening the meeting, we immediately began the nomination process.  People could nominate themselves or others.  After about 5 people had been nominated I decided to ask...so where is the state assembly, when is the state assembly, how long does it last, what is done there?  And, no, there hadn't been a memo sent out that I missed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the nominating process was over, we were told to pick 5 of the nine people to attend the state assembly.  So, everyone begins feverishly writing on a peice of paper.  After about 30 seconds I decided to ask...how am I supposed to decide who to vote for when I don't know any of you, and I don't know which candidates you are supporting?  The leader of the meeting looked a little embarrassed and then asked everyone to speak for 1-2 minutes about why they wanted to go to the state assembly.  The first woman gave me a life summary, grandchild count, and how many times she'd gone to the assembly before.  The second woman told me about how she and her husband always go and how it's a great weekend getaway.  The third...no I won't go on telling you.  Each of them spoke directly to me, not the whole room, and most of them had to be prompted to tell me about which candidates they were supporting.  And, no, these people did not all just know each other except me...I asked later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we voted.  There were lots of ties, so we voted again.  Then we voted again.  Very exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lather. Rinse. Repeat.  We got to do it for the state assembly alternates.  This time I threw my name into the mix.  No one asked me who I was, who I supported, why I wanted to go to the assembly.  I could have easily been a democratic infiltrator! So I became a state assembly alternate.  And no one even asked how many grandkids I had.  Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on and on it went.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-6520068759067856258?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/6520068759067856258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=6520068759067856258' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/6520068759067856258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/6520068759067856258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2010/04/republican-party-locally.html' title='The Republican Party Locally'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-8530334301041097389</id><published>2010-01-05T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T18:24:30.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Possible confusion??</title><content type='html'>So, I realized that my last post may have lead some people to believe that I am actually the proud owner of a new goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the goat belongs to a coworker of Steve.  We went over and visited her goats, horsies, and pigs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my excitment, I &lt;em&gt;may&lt;/em&gt; have made it sound like the goat was mine.  ALL MINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mea culpa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-8530334301041097389?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/8530334301041097389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=8530334301041097389' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/8530334301041097389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/8530334301041097389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2010/01/possible-confusion.html' title='Possible confusion??'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-3870703557104662888</id><published>2010-01-03T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:36:19.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and My Goat!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="436" height="338" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4642114f6fbbfcab" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4642114f6fbbfcab%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330920%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D626DD3A7797FB5676F991DE301B412D32103C3CD.7257B93D2FBC3BDAA7B11E003EC9F4970F32DD5F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4642114f6fbbfcab%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSV19Rh29tYFN_cmco9hXfcEvqTA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="436" height="338" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4642114f6fbbfcab%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330920%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D626DD3A7797FB5676F991DE301B412D32103C3CD.7257B93D2FBC3BDAA7B11E003EC9F4970F32DD5F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4642114f6fbbfcab%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSV19Rh29tYFN_cmco9hXfcEvqTA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think I'd get pictures of my children playing with the goat....but no. Just me. Only me. MY GOAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-3870703557104662888?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/3870703557104662888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=3870703557104662888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/3870703557104662888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/3870703557104662888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-and-my-goat.html' title='Me and My Goat!!!!!!!'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-8882780532824980205</id><published>2009-12-20T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T15:43:55.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sy6zrKNbTDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gnAtlbUhf_0/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417464955829701682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sy6zrKNbTDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gnAtlbUhf_0/s320/DSC00130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blast from the past: This is Cecelia.  I can't believe how much Marguerite looks like Cecelia did at about the same age. It seems like every time we look at old pictures, she looks like someone different.  (It also reminds me that I need to get out this sweater.  I love it, and it should fit Maggie now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sy6zq1f2SKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/FxFKSPfncW8/s1600-h/DSC_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417464950269823138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sy6zq1f2SKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/FxFKSPfncW8/s320/DSC_0159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Francesca loves pistachios.  Seems weird for a little girl, but she does.  Unfortunately, she can't open them by herself and has to have me do it.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sy6zqUb9NcI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Co1yHQFl-Hk/s1600-h/DSC_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417464941395129794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sy6zqUb9NcI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Co1yHQFl-Hk/s320/DSC_0137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Buddha baby Marguerite.  I love when they are so cute and chubby.  She is really happy and fun right now except for at night when she wakes up every 2 hours or less.  Poor kid, it seems to be my children's typical stomach issues.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Steve, Elijah, and Israel went skiiing yesterday since it was Boy Scout day and there were discount tickets.  They had a great time, although apparently Elijah just likes to lie in the snow and not get up.  Israel loved it.  I'm not sure if Eli wants to ever go again, but I hope so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-8882780532824980205?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/8882780532824980205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=8882780532824980205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/8882780532824980205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/8882780532824980205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2009/12/girls.html' title='The Girls'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sy6zrKNbTDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gnAtlbUhf_0/s72-c/DSC00130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-3165613473168194545</id><published>2009-12-13T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T16:28:07.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The boys</title><content type='html'>This is my blast from the past.  Isn't my little bitty Israel a sweetheart?  I can't believe he used to be so tiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SyWD1AYpIFI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KTcSkj2eZWQ/s1600-h/00_00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414879073642553426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SyWD1AYpIFI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KTcSkj2eZWQ/s320/00_00015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Elijah how we usually see him.  Computer in hand.  He looks so &lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt;, doesn't he?  He has adopted Steve's laptop, I think he thinks it's his now.  It's better than a dog.  (But not as good as a bunny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SyWD0s4YWPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/7v0iIv2HlMs/s1600-h/DSC_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414879068406962418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SyWD0s4YWPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/7v0iIv2HlMs/s320/DSC_0146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Levi....all my boys are Star Trek geeks.  I started them watching Star Trek Next Generation when I realized that they had never watched a TV series before.  I thought it would be fun for them to have something with a continuing storyline.  After they finished with that they wanted to watch Voyager, then Deep Space Nine, and now that they are almost through with that they've starting watching the original series that streams on Netflix...I think that things might have gone too far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SyWD0J28HBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PlPkLBXUCj0/s1600-h/DSC_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414879059005676562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SyWD0J28HBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PlPkLBXUCj0/s320/DSC_0141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas time has been good so far this year.  We got our tree, we put up decorations, we watched the Christmas devotional, and we've been listening to Christmas music.  Although one word of warning.  We have apparently had 2 different things from Amazon stolen from off our front porch.  One just never seemed to show up, and the other we found the empty packaging just lying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So watch out.  (Luckily Amazon is being very good about replacing the things that we did not receive.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, everyone!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-3165613473168194545?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/3165613473168194545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=3165613473168194545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/3165613473168194545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/3165613473168194545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2009/12/boys.html' title='The boys'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SyWD1AYpIFI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KTcSkj2eZWQ/s72-c/00_00015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-1042829621093524557</id><published>2009-11-22T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T05:49:52.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of my kids, well...</title><content type='html'>On the way home from school this week Israel asked me if I wanted a friend.  I said sure, wondering all the time where this was going.  He then presented me with a small flat fuzzy brownish-rust colored object about the size of a silver dollar.  Luckily I was smart enough not to touch it because when I asked him about it he said, "Oh, I got it off the floor in the bathroom at school. It was just growing there so I thought someone should take it home as a friend."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that he didn't touch it either (apparently he used a pencil to pick it up). The bad news is that my son  think he should collect fuzzy things he finds in bathrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blech!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Swk873kfAFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/PiV47rv5my8/s1600/October+2009+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Swk873kfAFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/PiV47rv5my8/s320/October+2009+068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406919826861916242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Swk87m64s6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/gCqdMw5fwR0/s1600/October+2009+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Swk87m64s6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/gCqdMw5fwR0/s320/October+2009+067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406919822392472482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's getting big too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Swk87TYIxeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3pKTwkDiCJk/s1600/October+2009+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Swk87TYIxeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3pKTwkDiCJk/s320/October+2009+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406919817146451426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel, posing instead of hiding...yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Swk86509YII/AAAAAAAAAHo/tVqpm9ZU7co/s1600/October+2009+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Swk86509YII/AAAAAAAAAHo/tVqpm9ZU7co/s320/October+2009+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406919810288017538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Marguerite in her daddy's arms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-1042829621093524557?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/1042829621093524557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=1042829621093524557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/1042829621093524557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/1042829621093524557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-of-my-kids-well.html' title='Some of my kids, well...'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Swk873kfAFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/PiV47rv5my8/s72-c/October+2009+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-7034331973577021371</id><published>2009-11-01T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:16:25.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic Fail...Fall</title><content type='html'>Elijah edited his first video. I think he did a pretty good job for his first time....there's music and everything.  (Don't worry, it's not too long.)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4a03d11532e718e0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4a03d11532e718e0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330920%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D29C4C0446582FBA1A8E1569D4EDB0B81B7598255.1AE7F3E801FD0D45B61D1A31119CC763615FD5FC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4a03d11532e718e0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8Pr7b3jXvRp9RHFZIbnUm3FDe3Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4a03d11532e718e0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330920%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D29C4C0446582FBA1A8E1569D4EDB0B81B7598255.1AE7F3E801FD0D45B61D1A31119CC763615FD5FC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4a03d11532e718e0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8Pr7b3jXvRp9RHFZIbnUm3FDe3Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this video may look staged, let me assure you, it was not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are doing great here.  We are over the swine flu and we are all healthy.  I got a new camera, and as soon as I figure out how to hook it up and download pics, I'll post some new ones, especially since Maggie thinks she's about to crawl. (Stop growing up, babygirl!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-7034331973577021371?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/7034331973577021371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=7034331973577021371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7034331973577021371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7034331973577021371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2009/11/epic-failfall.html' title='Epic Fail...Fall'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-7685602910311710360</id><published>2009-10-06T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T07:39:45.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Oink Oink</title><content type='html'>So, our family has been having the never ending experience with the swine flu.  Never.  Ending.  Really.  It has now been 6 weeks of nonstop fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a merry-go-round.  One person gets off, and another gets on and we go around and around and around.  Today Elijah has the dubious distinction of being the first one in our family to get it for the 4th time.  I was hoping there was no 4th time.  Steve, Francesca, Cecelia, and I have had it twice, Israel has had it 3 times, and Levi twice, although once was his stint in the hospital so I feel like it should count double, and Maggie has had it once.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Oink Oink needs to go away, and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hateses it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-7685602910311710360?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/7685602910311710360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=7685602910311710360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7685602910311710360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7685602910311710360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2009/10/oink-oink.html' title='the Oink Oink'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-4066525911534197833</id><published>2009-08-27T20:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T20:59:19.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12</title><content type='html'>Today is Israel's birthday. He's 12 this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other day he's talking to Levi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel: It's really gross when you barf, I remember one time, I barfed and there were beans in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi: Ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel: The wierd thing was that I hadn't eaten any beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Israel, if you barfed beans then you must have been eating beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel: But I hadn't...maybe they were the children of my kidneys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;**What??**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Anyway. Here are some pictures that I took for Grandma Bentley's wall. They aren't that great, but Grandma Morgan wanted to see them, so here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SpdPTnqFt4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/D7TspuvskK8/s1600-h/July+5+2009+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374851878771603330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SpdPTnqFt4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/D7TspuvskK8/s320/July+5+2009+099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SpdPS5BdZRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/3a7amvag-zw/s1600-h/July+5+2009+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374851866253157650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SpdPS5BdZRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/3a7amvag-zw/s320/July+5+2009+093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SpdPSTykjOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UyphlVEqkqE/s1600-h/July+5+2009+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374851856258600162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SpdPSTykjOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UyphlVEqkqE/s320/July+5+2009+076.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/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SpdPRwBMfNI/AAAAAAAAAHI/I3Y1GeAr528/s1600-h/July+5+2009+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374851846656261330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SpdPRwBMfNI/AAAAAAAAAHI/I3Y1GeAr528/s320/July+5+2009+133.jpg" /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SpdPRdYodtI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8Uw6wjJR_9k/s1600-h/July+5+2009+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374851841654290130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SpdPRdYodtI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8Uw6wjJR_9k/s320/July+5+2009+145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-4066525911534197833?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/4066525911534197833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=4066525911534197833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/4066525911534197833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/4066525911534197833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-is-israels-birthday.html' title='12'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SpdPTnqFt4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/D7TspuvskK8/s72-c/July+5+2009+099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-3230590761398006511</id><published>2009-07-27T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:15:34.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sm56YrZTmnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4IVu_rAsJ0E/s1600-h/July+13+2009+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363358770629155442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sm56YrZTmnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4IVu_rAsJ0E/s320/July+13+2009+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli and Maggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sm56YWgoqvI/AAAAAAAAAGw/AMqRNN9oIcU/s1600-h/June+10+2009+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363358765022751474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sm56YWgoqvI/AAAAAAAAAGw/AMqRNN9oIcU/s320/June+10+2009+048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli sleeping with Maggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sm56XyOcC8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/fBDIgTQUBX0/s1600-h/July+5+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363358755282750402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sm56XyOcC8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/fBDIgTQUBX0/s320/July+5+2009+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Morgan doing the grandma bounce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sm56Xu-3vQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/H5qwCsXTfXo/s1600-h/July+5+2009+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363358754412150018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sm56Xu-3vQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/H5qwCsXTfXo/s320/July+5+2009+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Morgan with a terrified Francesca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sm56XH9F06I/AAAAAAAAAGY/afaTvMze8TY/s1600-h/July+13+2009+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363358743935701922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sm56XH9F06I/AAAAAAAAAGY/afaTvMze8TY/s320/July+13+2009+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steve started his new job today. Did I tell you, Steve got a new job?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea! He did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is now employed at Spectranectics. They develop and manufacture medical devices like laser catheters that go in and clean out blocked arteries. It is here in Colorado Springs, so we get to stay here. (The kids are pretty excited about that part.....me too actually.) We feel very blessed, this job situation has worked out better than we could have even imagined. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is really nice to know what our plans are. I feel like it has been a long time since we've had an idea of what was coming next. It is good to feel settled again.&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/4367362002271673196-3230590761398006511?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/3230590761398006511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=3230590761398006511' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/3230590761398006511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/3230590761398006511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-job.html' title='New Job!'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/Sm56YrZTmnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4IVu_rAsJ0E/s72-c/July+13+2009+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-7732193323509207809</id><published>2009-06-12T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T18:25:06.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And time flies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SjL-ojjPuxI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sMqX8bKK66s/s1600-h/June+10+2009+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346615680333495058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SjL-ojjPuxI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sMqX8bKK66s/s320/June+10+2009+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie is already getting bigger.  Hardly seems fair after how long it took to get her here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a rocky c-section (for me, not her) things are going better.  I got my bionic bladder (catheter) removed this week.  I had it in as my bladder was healing from a suture that was put through it while they were sewing me up.  I am thrilled, it has made life MUCH easier getting that taken care of.  I am starting to get some strength back and things are good here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve is still on the job hunt.  No success yet, but he keeps turning in resumes and something will turn up eventually.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SjL-oTgMSXI/AAAAAAAAAGI/W9C8yBW8ktQ/s1600-h/June+10+2009+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346615676025719154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SjL-oTgMSXI/AAAAAAAAAGI/W9C8yBW8ktQ/s320/June+10+2009+030.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/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SjL-oNUE-DI/AAAAAAAAAGA/n826JcV7jFU/s1600-h/June+10+2009+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346615674364295218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SjL-oNUE-DI/AAAAAAAAAGA/n826JcV7jFU/s320/June+10+2009+025.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/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SjL-nmfbsxI/AAAAAAAAAF4/YTVjE7b8964/s1600-h/June+10+2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346615663942939410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SjL-nmfbsxI/AAAAAAAAAF4/YTVjE7b8964/s320/June+10+2009+009.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/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SjL-nc2EVyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/O7PHyE9oFAg/s1600-h/June+10+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346615661353522978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SjL-nc2EVyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/O7PHyE9oFAg/s320/June+10+2009+007.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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-7732193323509207809?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/7732193323509207809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=7732193323509207809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7732193323509207809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7732193323509207809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-time-flies.html' title='And time flies...'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SjL-ojjPuxI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sMqX8bKK66s/s72-c/June+10+2009+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-634090452094596903</id><published>2009-05-26T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:31:32.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marguerite Magdalene</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/ShyXGXCjmKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/xHOT9z7O9Q0/s1600-h/May+26+2009+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340309393674311842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/ShyXGXCjmKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/xHOT9z7O9Q0/s320/May+26+2009+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggie, the one-eye bandit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/ShyXGF9kQRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/klmiybzeKk8/s1600-h/May+26+2009+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340309389089980690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/ShyXGF9kQRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/klmiybzeKk8/s320/May+26+2009+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love first baths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/ShyXFhpPfUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/IOaZREjM8og/s1600-h/May+26+2009+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340309379341057346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/ShyXFhpPfUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/IOaZREjM8og/s320/May+26+2009+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loooove them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/ShyXFevO93I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/by-vmdFR5AM/s1600-h/May+26+2009+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340309378560882546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/ShyXFevO93I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/by-vmdFR5AM/s320/May+26+2009+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's almost smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/ShyXFP5JNoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/moaRsrbxXvc/s1600-h/May+26+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340309374575916674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/ShyXFP5JNoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/moaRsrbxXvc/s320/May+26+2009+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And she's dressed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's healthy and beautiful and we are all enjoying her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-634090452094596903?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/634090452094596903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=634090452094596903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/634090452094596903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/634090452094596903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2009/05/marguerite-magdalene.html' title='Marguerite Magdalene'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/ShyXGXCjmKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/xHOT9z7O9Q0/s72-c/May+26+2009+081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-2677358233383916337</id><published>2009-03-15T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:21:43.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leisure time</title><content type='html'>Today Steve was released from his calling as bishop of our ward. It has been 4 years and 2 months since he was called. The Stake was redoing the boundaries in Colorado Springs and they kind of combined our ward with another ward while chopping off a few pieces around the edges. The bishop of the other ward hasn't been in as long as Steve, plus with the possibility of us moving soon, they thought it would be best for the other bishop to take over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say we are thrilled. We have gotten used to Steve serving and it really didn't feel like that big of a sacrifice most of the time, but we are looking forward to having him home more. It will also give him more time for the job search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, that I am so grateful that I have a husband who is willing to serve the Lord, whatever he is asked to do. What a blessing. I see too many people in my ward who don't have that and it is easy to see how any sacrifice that our family made was worth having that kind of a husband and father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very blessed today in everything that I have today. The Lord is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-2677358233383916337?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/2677358233383916337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=2677358233383916337' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/2677358233383916337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/2677358233383916337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2009/03/leisure-time.html' title='Leisure time'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-7890975527433220561</id><published>2009-03-11T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:20:59.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Big for the Car</title><content type='html'>No, not me! I may feel like I'm too big to fit into a car, but in reality I'm not THAT big. But our family will be soon enough, so we bought a new car. New to us, that is. We now have an 8 passenger 2006 Toyota Sienna. It is boring gold color, but who cares, it's not a sports car or anything. Now we have a car that will fit our family when the baby is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely enough, Francesca is most excited about the new car. She is constantly yelling about it when she sees it outside the window. Now we just have to sell the old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a few pics of our cute Ches. As she won't be the baby for too much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SbhG2WvMOsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/I5Bmw1-ZvfA/s1600-h/disc+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312073660113894082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SbhG2WvMOsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/I5Bmw1-ZvfA/s320/disc+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SbhG2DuEXKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/o8P6fm4XKS0/s1600-h/disc+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312073655008910498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SbhG2DuEXKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/o8P6fm4XKS0/s320/disc+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SbhG1whnOuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/NJd9cYAxew8/s1600-h/disc+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312073649856396002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SbhG1whnOuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/NJd9cYAxew8/s320/disc+033.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/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SbhG1gKYyrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LEbn6qLsW7A/s1600-h/disc+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312073645464013490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SbhG1gKYyrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LEbn6qLsW7A/s320/disc+023.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/4367362002271673196-7890975527433220561?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/7890975527433220561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=7890975527433220561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7890975527433220561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7890975527433220561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2009/03/too-big-for-car.html' title='Too Big for the Car'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SbhG2WvMOsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/I5Bmw1-ZvfA/s72-c/disc+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-5476448231174664842</id><published>2009-02-03T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:25:07.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>90 Days</title><content type='html'>Steve got his 90 Day notice yesterday.  That means that his work will officially end on May 2, and then he has one month to try to find a job, etc. in which he is still an Intel employee.  On June 2 his Intel employment will end unless he decides to forgo the separation package in order to try to find a job within Intel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are looking into jobs, and COBRAing insurance, and where we might move and stuff like that.  All in all, I think Steve and I are both ready to do this just so our lives won’t be so up in the air, like they have been for the past 2 years.  Unfortunately, the job market isn’t so good right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-5476448231174664842?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/5476448231174664842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=5476448231174664842' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/5476448231174664842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/5476448231174664842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2009/02/90-days.html' title='90 Days'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-8461182109100385231</id><published>2008-12-31T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T07:58:15.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening things out.</title><content type='html'>We are expecting another girl.  Her due date is May 24, 2009. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, we went around the table and had all the kids guess whether they thought it would be a boy or a girl and they all thought it was a girl...so...apparently we all win.  I love boys, but at this point I felt like a girl would fit into the family well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are probably done.  (I told this to a lady in my ward and she said "Yea, right!"  Thanks, lady.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-8461182109100385231?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/8461182109100385231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=8461182109100385231' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/8461182109100385231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/8461182109100385231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2008/12/evening-things-out.html' title='Evening things out.'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-8667734926993908626</id><published>2008-12-27T10:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:44:42.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SVZ2Nq1ySCI/AAAAAAAAADw/meKeLHl9was/s1600-h/December+27+2008+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284541189976115234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SVZ2Nq1ySCI/AAAAAAAAADw/meKeLHl9was/s320/December+27+2008+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steve and Levi and Cecelia plotting Pine Wood Derby car designs.  Cecelia wants one too this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SVZ2NHZ_rHI/AAAAAAAAADo/CWU2Hn5w8oo/s1600-h/December+27+2008+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284541180464311410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SVZ2NHZ_rHI/AAAAAAAAADo/CWU2Hn5w8oo/s320/December+27+2008+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to get pics of Israel because he hide or makes faces.  I have recently discovered that I can get pictures of him when he's reading, or in the middle of a Wii contest with someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SVZ2M6RrtRI/AAAAAAAAADg/aHaBOg7IkK8/s1600-h/December+27+2008+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284541176939787538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SVZ2M6RrtRI/AAAAAAAAADg/aHaBOg7IkK8/s320/December+27+2008+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Francesca just might end up being neat and tidy like Grandma Morgan.  After she would get a piece of paper off of a present she would walk the paper into the kitchen and throw it in the garbage.  It was cute, but took a long time, so we finally moved the garbage next to her in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SVZ2Mnb9hmI/AAAAAAAAADY/n0dQ_xL_Bok/s1600-h/December+27+2008+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284541171882624610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SVZ2Mnb9hmI/AAAAAAAAADY/n0dQ_xL_Bok/s320/December+27+2008+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my kiddos.  I do like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SVZ2MdIgkGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/jxKchAEejd8/s1600-h/December+27+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284541169116680290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SVZ2MdIgkGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/jxKchAEejd8/s320/December+27+2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a Merry Christmas.  We did...except for the crying.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-8667734926993908626?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/8667734926993908626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=8667734926993908626' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/8667734926993908626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/8667734926993908626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2008/12/pics.html' title='Pics'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SVZ2Nq1ySCI/AAAAAAAAADw/meKeLHl9was/s72-c/December+27+2008+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-2700685285230117145</id><published>2008-12-22T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T08:00:37.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing like a weed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SU-4MlFxbNI/AAAAAAAAADI/a3MGWpSUv0Y/s1600-h/December+22+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282643414183144658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SU-4MlFxbNI/AAAAAAAAADI/a3MGWpSUv0Y/s320/December+22+2008+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Charity asked for a picture to see how big Elijah's getting. Unfortunately he's getting big. He wanted to measure again just the other day, obviously feeling the tightness of the race between us. So, here's the picture. I am standing on some Sandra Boyton books because he had boots on and I didn't want to give him an unfair advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, in other news, we have been attending concerts, and programs, and concerts, and programs...and pack meetings and ward parties.  Luckily I think most of that stuff is done for the year.  Now we just have Christmas to survive.  A few days ago Cecelia said something about getting tons of presents, so I said to her.  "You know, you're not getting tons of presents this year.  You're getting some presents, but not tons."  She immediately burst into tears.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So much for all those Christmas lessons on the real meaning of Christmas, and giving, and all that.  So far it hasn't seemed to sink in.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&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/4367362002271673196-2700685285230117145?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/2700685285230117145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=2700685285230117145' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/2700685285230117145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/2700685285230117145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2008/12/growing-like-weed.html' title='Growing like a weed'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SU-4MlFxbNI/AAAAAAAAADI/a3MGWpSUv0Y/s72-c/December+22+2008+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-4825793488726404954</id><published>2008-11-20T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:51:54.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News, Bad News</title><content type='html'>Good news: Steve and I are expecting a baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news: I am pregnant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of moaning and groaning around our house.  I think most of it is coming from me as I sit around the house trying to live through the horrible yucky part of pregnancy.  Occasionally, I think I hear some coming from the kids or Steve as they forage for food and clean laundry.  I think the only reason that we are surviving reasonably well is that Marisa has been our angel who comes over once a week and cooks and cleans.  I personally would guarantee her a place in Kingdom if it was mine to give.  (Too bad it's not.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-4825793488726404954?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/4825793488726404954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=4825793488726404954' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/4825793488726404954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/4825793488726404954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-news-bad-news.html' title='Good News, Bad News'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-9044636573863844628</id><published>2008-07-30T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:09:10.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is crazy</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know it's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's a little update. I have now read all the Emily and Charlotte Bronte novels. This includes Wuthering Heights and Jane Eyre, as well as 3 others. Wuthering Heights gets a &lt;em&gt;2 thumbs down, I Hate you&lt;/em&gt;. And Jane Eyre gets a &lt;em&gt;2 thumbs up&lt;/em&gt;. Sorry Emily, but that's how it goes. Too bad you didn't write any more novels, maybe a good one could have quelled the fierce Hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just got back from a 2 week vacation to Utah. Saw all the Bentleys except Zack, and Grandma and Grandpa Morgan. All in all a good time. Thanks to everyone who made it so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve's job is STILL in limbo. The latest it that they might tell us something on September 2nd. At this point, I never believe them. At some point they'll tell us something, but not believing that they ever will has made me right a LOT of times so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids start school in 2 1/2 weeks. I'm not ready. I am loving the calm of summer, even though the house is a mess and seems impossible to keep clean. Cecelia starts kindergarten though, so my days are suddenly going to be very, very quiet. I'm sure this is Francesca's moment to shine and make sure it's not &lt;em&gt;too &lt;/em&gt;quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SJE37z0IxoI/AAAAAAAAABw/eMF8VIaD8qQ/s1600-h/July+28+2008+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229022143014553218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SJE37z0IxoI/AAAAAAAAABw/eMF8VIaD8qQ/s320/July+28+2008+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SJE38YM_-1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/q-Bo7Y0Mf40/s1600-h/July+28+2008+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229022152782510930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SJE38YM_-1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/q-Bo7Y0Mf40/s320/July+28+2008+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SJE38mlgJEI/AAAAAAAAACA/bM9-1zl7LdI/s1600-h/July+28+2008+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229022156643378242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SJE38mlgJEI/AAAAAAAAACA/bM9-1zl7LdI/s320/July+28+2008+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SJE39BmfRYI/AAAAAAAAACI/hP8aJY0CbjY/s1600-h/July+28+2008+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229022163895272834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SJE39BmfRYI/AAAAAAAAACI/hP8aJY0CbjY/s320/July+28+2008+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SJE39amNAeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/XgoH5Je6nUw/s1600-h/July+28+2008+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229022170604962274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SJE39amNAeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/XgoH5Je6nUw/s320/July+28+2008+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Elijah loves the bunny, and the bunny loves the...scriptures. (Not my doing, he took those pics.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-9044636573863844628?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/9044636573863844628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=9044636573863844628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/9044636573863844628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/9044636573863844628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-is-crazy.html' title='Summer is crazy'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/SJE37z0IxoI/AAAAAAAAABw/eMF8VIaD8qQ/s72-c/July+28+2008+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-2845341087115516818</id><published>2008-05-18T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:19:16.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Books</title><content type='html'>Now that the kids are almost out of school, I was thinking I might like to read some classic books during the summer. So...I'm looking for suggestions. Now, I want ones that are enjoyable to read, not the horrible ones you remember hating in high school english. To give you an idea of what I'm looking for, I'm listing a few things that I'm already considering reading, and a few of the things I wouldn't consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I'm considering:&lt;br /&gt;One Flew over the Cuckoo's Nest&lt;br /&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;br /&gt;Sense and Sensibility&lt;br /&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I never want to read again:&lt;br /&gt;The Grapes of Wrath&lt;br /&gt;The Good Earth&lt;br /&gt;Native Son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please comment with suggested reading material for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-2845341087115516818?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/2845341087115516818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=2845341087115516818' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/2845341087115516818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/2845341087115516818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2008/05/classic-books.html' title='Classic Books'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-7843175340934297374</id><published>2008-04-03T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:10:11.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics...do I dare?</title><content type='html'>I have to admit, I've been having a good time watching politics lately. I have probably been having too good of a time as evidenced by my Internet Viewing History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I won't bore you with all my thoughts, I really just have a request. Those of you in Oregon, Indiana , North Carolina, Pennsylvania. (Heh.) Could you guys just vote for Hillary? Cross over if you need to...I hear there is still time.  At least for some of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longer this goes on the better for me and my slightly sick hobby. I like watching a train wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-7843175340934297374?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/7843175340934297374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=7843175340934297374' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7843175340934297374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7843175340934297374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2008/04/politicsdo-i-dare.html' title='Politics...do I dare?'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-2182226572686324414</id><published>2008-04-01T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T09:34:35.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silliest Ches ever!  And...the elder children.</title><content type='html'>I thought I'd post a couple more pics of the kids.  The first one is one Levi took of Ches.  It doesn't even look like her that much, but it makes me laugh whenever I see it.  (It's my desktop background right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R_JjPWXP_YI/AAAAAAAAABI/mIxLbbeedB8/s1600-h/March+27+2008+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184315236409146754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R_JjPWXP_YI/AAAAAAAAABI/mIxLbbeedB8/s320/March+27+2008+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R_JjPmXP_ZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/P-nATX8OjGw/s1600-h/March+27+2008+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184315240704114066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R_JjPmXP_ZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/P-nATX8OjGw/s320/March+27+2008+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R_JjP2XP_aI/AAAAAAAAABY/5T7fuz44A00/s1600-h/March+27+2008+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184315244999081378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R_JjP2XP_aI/AAAAAAAAABY/5T7fuz44A00/s320/March+27+2008+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R_JjQGXP_bI/AAAAAAAAABg/dsvybCEJeIg/s1600-h/March+23+2008+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184315249294048690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R_JjQGXP_bI/AAAAAAAAABg/dsvybCEJeIg/s320/March+23+2008+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R_JjQWXP_cI/AAAAAAAAABo/x5q_vXAbLz8/s1600-h/March+23+2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184315253589016002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R_JjQWXP_cI/AAAAAAAAABo/x5q_vXAbLz8/s320/March+23+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4367362002271673196-2182226572686324414?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/2182226572686324414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=2182226572686324414' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/2182226572686324414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/2182226572686324414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2008/04/silliest-ches-ever-andthe-elder.html' title='Silliest Ches ever!  And...the elder children.'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R_JjPWXP_YI/AAAAAAAAABI/mIxLbbeedB8/s72-c/March+27+2008+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-5842721695069640284</id><published>2008-03-13T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T08:27:51.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...finally!</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been a long time since I've updated, it's been a crazy time this past month.  First we had S and I and their kids visit, it was really fun, and actually relaxing.  Me and S (Bad grammar intentional)  watched lots of movies at night after the kids had gone to bed, and during the day we ran around chasing children.  That was the two weeks in the middle of Feb.  It was great to have them here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day they left we started emptying out the rooms in the basement, taking out the carpet (half of which was glued down) and then stacking all the basement stuff in one room in anticipation of new carpet.  Of course, we figured it was good to do some of the stuff like painting that needed to be done before the carpet went in, so we spent the next two weeks frantically painting and fixing.  We took down wallpaper in one room, and realized after starting that they had put the wallpaper straight over drywall, so the drywall paper tore off and we had to mud, prime and then paint those walls.  Steve also wanted to fix the panelling in the family room that the boys had put holes in, so that was another wall that had to be pulled apart, drywalled, mudded, primed, and painted.  We fixed the holes in the floor where tile had come out, we replaced a bunch of outlets, we took down shelves and cleaned out closets, and we even borrowed a big ladder to paint the stairwell.  I painted the boys room, 2 walls of the family room, two walls of the play room, and 3 ceilings, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carpet guys came last week.  They did all the rooms but one on Tuesday, and then came back to finish the room that had had all the stuff in it on Thursday.  IT'S DONE!  I'm so happy that it's actually done.  This week I've been lounging around not doing all the other stuff I should do 'cause I'm recovering from last week.  I've been reading.  Oops.  That's a bad thing for me.  I stay up too late and I neglect stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what's been going on around here.  I'll post pics of the new carpet sometime, but it really won't be that exciting to anyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-5842721695069640284?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/5842721695069640284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=5842721695069640284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/5842721695069640284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/5842721695069640284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2008/03/updatefinally.html' title='Update...finally!'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-1063571149287635111</id><published>2008-01-15T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T09:13:37.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignore anyone not a baby in these pics</title><content type='html'>I was just wondering to myself how much alike Cecelia and Francesca looked at the same age.  So I found a pic of Cecelia from Feb 2004.  She was almost exactly Ches' age.  Wow, I didn't actually realize how much they looked the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least they do to me. (Although &lt;em&gt;somebody&lt;/em&gt; has more hair than somebody else.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R4zoev_ixkI/AAAAAAAAABA/cH_aBEhWX9A/s1600-h/December+31+2007+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155751288409081410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R4zoev_ixkI/AAAAAAAAABA/cH_aBEhWX9A/s320/December+31+2007+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R4zoIv_ixjI/AAAAAAAAAA4/BMqwpuPn0_o/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155750910451959346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R4zoIv_ixjI/AAAAAAAAAA4/BMqwpuPn0_o/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4367362002271673196-1063571149287635111?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/1063571149287635111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=1063571149287635111' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/1063571149287635111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/1063571149287635111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2008/01/ignore-anyone-not-baby-in-these-pics.html' title='Ignore anyone not a baby in these pics'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R4zoev_ixkI/AAAAAAAAABA/cH_aBEhWX9A/s72-c/December+31+2007+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-9178460294558714546</id><published>2008-01-10T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T07:09:58.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quit giving my kids stuff!</title><content type='html'>No, not you. Or you. Or you. It's all the other people. Today I spent the morning trying to clean out the playroom that had become such a disaster that you couldn't walk through it. I had filled one garbage bag to throw out and one garbage bag to give away and I was winding down. It wasn't finished, but I knew that Ches would be waking up soon. So...I said to myself, I wonder if I could find 100 more things to throw away. They didn't have to be big things, just anything. And so I spent a little more time and, yes, I managed to find 100 more thing to throw away. Some were small, like a bead sitting on the floor. Some were big, like a dump truck that my kids haven't played with for forever, but much of it was little things that my kids bring home from scouts, birthday parties, pre-school, church, Burger King kids meals, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, everyone seems to think they need to give my kids stuff. Little erasers and pencils, ultra cheap toys in little party bags, and handouts and popiscle stick people and stuff. My kids like these things and are sure that they should get to keep them, but they play with them for a few minutes and then they end up in some corner of the playroom with lots of other junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there are over one hundred things sitting in my trash can that I will never have to pick up again...and it's making me very happy. Now, how do I keep from ending up with 1oo more things?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-9178460294558714546?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/9178460294558714546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=9178460294558714546' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/9178460294558714546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/9178460294558714546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2008/01/quit-giving-my-kids-stuff.html' title='Quit giving my kids stuff!'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-8390854270343434711</id><published>2008-01-07T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:24:21.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I try to do these things?</title><content type='html'>Why do I try to start a blog when I can't seem to keep doing anything else consistantly? Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas season was hectic as usual, but we had a fun trip to Utah and some nice time at home too. As is typical, we spent a lot of the trip home discussing what we should be doing to our house.  This time, in case we end up selling it this summer when Intel closes its door. So now, instead of leasurely blogging, I'm half way through painting my bedroom, Steve is working on putting a ceiling light in the little room of of our bedroom, we are seriously considering putting new carpet downstairs, and I have been looking at toilets and sinks to replace the yellow porcelain ones in the downstairs bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a pic of Francesca and Cecelia, since I had a request.  We forgot to take our traditional Christmas Eve family pic this year, so I still need to get a current pic of our family.  When I do, I'll share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R4L6RP_ixiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/zQkogOjzQEw/s1600-h/December+19+2007+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152956097923040802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R4L6RP_ixiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/zQkogOjzQEw/s320/December+19+2007+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-8390854270343434711?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/8390854270343434711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=8390854270343434711' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/8390854270343434711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/8390854270343434711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-do-i-try-to-do-these-things.html' title='Why do I try to do these things?'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R4L6RP_ixiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/zQkogOjzQEw/s72-c/December+19+2007+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-5228289548583230875</id><published>2007-12-07T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T07:31:31.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Houses will eat ALL your time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1lmb6qarrI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hCdfr1mAVlw/s1600-h/December+4++2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141253079409798834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1lmb6qarrI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hCdfr1mAVlw/s320/December+4++2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer we worked at getting our house painted and replacing the 4x6 posts in the front with columns. The columns which were supposed to be a 1 weekend project, turned into much more, but we finally got them done and I thought I'd post a pic of our house. It will never be a really cute house, but I do think that it looks better than it did before.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-5228289548583230875?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/5228289548583230875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=5228289548583230875' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/5228289548583230875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/5228289548583230875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2007/12/houses-will-eat-all-your-time.html' title='Houses will eat ALL your time'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1lmb6qarrI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hCdfr1mAVlw/s72-c/December+4++2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-7784853317587124730</id><published>2007-12-06T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T09:32:25.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thread...really?</title><content type='html'>Charity thinks that someone needs to teach my kids how to make Christmas lists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Israel's exactly how he wrote it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yo-yo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soda (Pepsi or coke)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Water pistol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;10 stay home from school certificates (signed by you)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jump drive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bag-o-chocolate pretzels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rosin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thread&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sour Spray&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Silly String&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bamboo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luckily for me, I think I can get everything on his list for pretty cheap...although he's not getting silly string, Steve has banned it from the house.  We still have remnants of it from  5 years ago when I made the mistake of buying it.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He'll definitely be getting the thread.  Because, the boy asked for &lt;em&gt;thread. &lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&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/4367362002271673196-7784853317587124730?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/7784853317587124730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=7784853317587124730' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7784853317587124730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/7784853317587124730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2007/12/threadreally.html' title='Thread...really?'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-3651375860478165292</id><published>2007-12-04T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T13:00:56.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1Wx36qarqI/AAAAAAAAAAg/aBHciPvhFK8/s1600-h/December+4++2007+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140210123911376546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1Wx36qarqI/AAAAAAAAAAg/aBHciPvhFK8/s320/December+4++2007+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took the kids up to the mountains last night to cut a Christmas tree. The weather couldn't have been better, we needed coats, but it wasn't bitter or anything. The kids quickly discovered that the trees that you get in the forest aren't exactly like trees that you get at Home Depot. "They have feelings, my friend." No, really, trees in the forest usually grow in groves and in pairs. When you see a beautiful tree, most likely it is two trees growing together, so that if you cut down one, you essentially get a half of a tree. (We decided that next year maybe we should get two permits and finding a tree would be a peice of cake.) Finally Israel and Elijah found our perfect tree.   We brought it home and decorated it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Christmas!&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/4367362002271673196-3651375860478165292?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/3651375860478165292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=3651375860478165292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/3651375860478165292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/3651375860478165292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2007/12/tree-hunting.html' title='Tree hunting'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1Wx36qarqI/AAAAAAAAAAg/aBHciPvhFK8/s72-c/December+4++2007+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-3974670556052542269</id><published>2007-11-30T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T12:46:16.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Day lessons</title><content type='html'>So, I learned a few things on Thanksgiving.  Very important things about running and racing that I wish to share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Registering ahead of time is just asking for trouble.  Mother Nature knows you've committed and will do her utmost to make sure that you will never again register in advance. (20 degrees, no joke!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you think that the 1/2 mile walk to the starting line will warm you up...you are mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  They say that there will be water during the race, what they really mean is they will chuck ice cubes in wax paper cups at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Sister-in-laws will always kick your butt running, but they are nice enough not to do the victory dance in front of you.  Granted they probably had enough time to do it about six times before you crossed the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Ellipticalling &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; exercise, but fails to use certain very important muscles. Running will let you know very quickly which muscles.  They are the pick-up-your-leg muscles.  Pick-up-your-leg muscles are very important for running.  Very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  They need a big laundry basket half way through the race where you can throw your hat, gloves, and possibly shirt and pants when you suddenly get so hot you rip off half your clothes.  It would be nice if said basket met you at the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You know you're slow when you pass a woman who is running with a stroller only because she stopped to feed her baby a bottle half way through the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Hills are bad.  Baaaaad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  It only takes 1 small caramel apple cider to negate any calories burned running a 5k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-3974670556052542269?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/3974670556052542269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=3974670556052542269' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/3974670556052542269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/3974670556052542269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2007/11/turkey-day-lessons.html' title='Turkey Day lessons'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367362002271673196.post-8956869064850748705</id><published>2007-11-30T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T20:14:26.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of the end of my life</title><content type='html'>So...I got married at 20, five kids and two bunnies later, I bring you my boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't be fooled, I like it boring. All my friends who have exciting lives, have exciting...in a bad way. I, on the other hand, have boring in a good way. In fact, tonight I am going with the family to the cousins' house to have deer nuggets. What could be better than that. Hmmm...deer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367362002271673196-8956869064850748705?l=myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/feeds/8956869064850748705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367362002271673196&amp;postID=8956869064850748705' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/8956869064850748705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367362002271673196/posts/default/8956869064850748705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboringlife-rbent.blogspot.com/2007/11/so.html' title='The beginning of the end of my life'/><author><name>RBent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464565380977769879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rbkva_ZLgkM/R1RalaqaroI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HUkvaIJMeW0/S220/emu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
