<?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-5768653308533227007</id><updated>2012-01-14T11:37:40.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥..tAcy lYnn..♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-2157026812369031397</id><published>2011-04-27T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T10:57:22.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok so I haven't posted in forever, so I figure I better.. Where to start...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well no longer working at Kia.. Haha.. Funny story, well now it is, wasn't so much then. Ended up getting dumped, and then a few days later his mom(who was my boss at the time) fired me.. Nice eh? Gotta love people. Anyhoo, after a few different interviews, and a couple job offers I found me a GREAT job! I work from home for an online college booking appointments for clients and calling people that requested information about us. The guy works with my doctor appointments and is very good about that. I was worried about working from home, and not around people but its been so nice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm finally getting use to this menopause thing. I get another shot for it in May, so I'm a little worried wondering if I'm going to have the strong emotions like the first time I got the shot for it, but where they have me on hormones I'm crossing my fingers I won't. I still every once in a while can tell they are still messed up and start bawling at the drop of a hat, but nothing compared to what it was before. I'm checking with different doctors, I like mine but I'm not sure if he knows what to do with me. I'm still having pain, so I went to talk to him wondering if the shot didn't work as well as we'd hoped and right then he flat out said, well I think we just need to do a hysterectomy now, SO... I'm gonna check around before something like that happens.. But I'm handling dealing with it a million times better, except when people tick me off and I feel like decking them.. Haha but I was like that before, so its all good =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been getting back into realizing what AMAZING friends I have.. I kind of hid out there for a while after surgery and trying to adapt with that, and dealing with a certain guy(who shall remained nameless) that I wasn't too happy with for a LONG time! Haha! Still makes me sad/mad when I really think about it, but oh well. So after I finally just decided to heck with it, I've been loving life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started singing again! A friend of mine that has a band, told me to come practice with his band one day, so I went over and we've talked about me doing some shows with him. I love it! Its a whole new experience for me singing with a band instead of my boring old Karaoke music! I'm learning a lot, and when I watch them play I'm amazed! We've talked about doing a couple songs with the whole group sometime, but we've also just ran through some songs with just me and him and talked about doing a few acoustic gigs. Trust me, I can't shut up about it! I've missed singing, and never knew of anywhere to sing besides the cornfest and rodeos in the summer. So its been a really good experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that its been the same ol same ol.. Cameron just turned one a couple weeks ago! I can't believe how fast she's growing. I can't get enough of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0m08kTsZxxw/TbhXBHNsARI/AAAAAAAAAcc/DmlrGmYw--E/s320/216473_10150549457195220_798490219_17981525_8376530_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600321813263155474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was so tired at her party, she didn't have a nap earlier that day, but she was still fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GartBfEMsTY/TbhXTVwtiGI/AAAAAAAAAck/wlJuG1xFc4E/s320/Cameron2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600322126405797986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She wasn't quite sure what to do with the cake in the beginning, but she figured it out.&lt;/div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gPlKHfpna4Q/TbhXvnuuK5I/AAAAAAAAAcs/13GT7kkXCwQ/s320/Cameron6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600322612265626514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;She got a bit of a sugar buzz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgFA6tzdYeE/TbhXvyRisyI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ACsRm8S6I_E/s320/Cameron5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600322615096029986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;She loves her grandpa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KSTtnQSo0io/TbhXwFA6X_I/AAAAAAAAAc8/d1x0bttWt-M/s320/Cameron11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600322620126552050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's about it in my exciting life. Waiting to go play in Salt Lake with Amy and go see everyone up there! Its been way too long since I've seen all my old friends up that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Besides that just workin, playin, and singin! Always a good time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5768653308533227007-2157026812369031397?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2157026812369031397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2157026812369031397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2157026812369031397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-time.html' title='Spring time'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0m08kTsZxxw/TbhXBHNsARI/AAAAAAAAAcc/DmlrGmYw--E/s72-c/216473_10150549457195220_798490219_17981525_8376530_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-7545865678737440966</id><published>2011-02-24T07:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T07:26:50.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge, Day 22</title><content type='html'>What makes you different from everybody else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Probably a few too many things.. I'm WAY too honest at times. I'm very headstrong. I don't believe in being fake, how are people going to get to know the real you, if your lying about everything that makes you, you? I feel like I'm one of the only girls in this town my age not married with babies. I try to help people, sometimes too much that I get walked on.. But yet I do it again, over and over lol.&lt;br /&gt;I give advice, but I don't always take it.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.. There are lots of things..&lt;br /&gt;OH YA! And I'm probably the only girl you know thats 25 and going through menopause! How you like them apples?? HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-7545865678737440966?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7545865678737440966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-22.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/7545865678737440966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/7545865678737440966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-22.html' title='Blog Challenge, Day 22'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-4991595429207600498</id><published>2011-02-23T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T08:27:51.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge, Day 21...</title><content type='html'>A picture of something that makes you happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hm.. Easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576921181729584898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-In79Hj2UOwg/TWU0RFlX9wI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/-3RGGk4AfKM/s320/19050_437005350219_798490219_10770315_6756237_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Riding Horses.. Its always fun with a friend, but I use to love just going out  back and jumping on my horse alone and going up in the hills.. Its just nothing but you and your horse.. Good thinkin time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576921176437849794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HZ_CgcfUnhM/TWU0Qx3ufsI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Qa4aRqTyc7E/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our old ranch.. No matter if we don't have it anymore, anytime I'm up there and feeling like I need some time to think, I always end up going there. I grew up there, and it still breaks my heart that its gone.. My best memories are with my dad and grandpa up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576921181137503602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g4X22TeUznw/TWU0RDYNhXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/B0kvgqEhDy0/s320/untitledl.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is up by the old pond at the ranch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-4991595429207600498?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4991595429207600498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-21.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/4991595429207600498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/4991595429207600498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-21.html' title='Blog Challenge, Day 21...'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-In79Hj2UOwg/TWU0RFlX9wI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/-3RGGk4AfKM/s72-c/19050_437005350219_798490219_10770315_6756237_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-7780703804281321856</id><published>2011-02-22T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T08:02:21.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge, Day 20</title><content type='html'>Someone you see yourself marrying, or being with in the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL... This one has been really tough on me.. I'm 25 (pretty much) and single, and struggling with it.. So lets just say no one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-7780703804281321856?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7780703804281321856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/7780703804281321856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/7780703804281321856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-20.html' title='Blog Challenge, Day 20'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-5464361669094818670</id><published>2011-02-21T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T11:27:07.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge Day 19....</title><content type='html'>Nick names you have and why you have them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never really had any nicknames besides Tac... Well I guess I do.. Lets see&lt;br /&gt;Tac- Thats the one I get called the most&lt;br /&gt;Tasty- I have some friends that think its funny lol.. I only let a certain few say it&lt;br /&gt;Sis- Mom and Dad so they didn't get names confused! LOL&lt;br /&gt;Use to be chick-Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats about all I have.. Oh ya and T from Tasha!!! Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-5464361669094818670?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5464361669094818670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-19.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/5464361669094818670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/5464361669094818670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-19.html' title='Blog Challenge Day 19....'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-6818876837856614897</id><published>2011-02-18T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T08:43:50.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge</title><content type='html'>Day 16... &lt;div&gt;Another picture of yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575065763881468802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-35-TK-rd2Ho/TV6cxjeYw4I/AAAAAAAAAbo/Go74CNcjNHI/s320/162981_10150348334590220_798490219_16276474_6028689_n.jpg" /&gt;AW the days of being skinny, and wearing itty bitty wranglers.. I miss those days!!! Lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 17...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575067469307943634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KzdO5GuNWkY/TV6eU0rvmtI/AAAAAAAAAb4/xlAyKbK8cKQ/s320/imagesCARGEXSW.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575067471313483010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-141or3IlTAI/TV6eU8J5tQI/AAAAAAAAAbw/mftUUkGSXzk/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;Miranda Lambert! I love her! She's a country girl, and she has an amazing voice.. She still keeps her roots, and goes out hunting.. I've seen her shoot a bow on tv, and am pretty sure she could out shoot most guys I know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 18...&lt;br /&gt;Plans/Dreams/Goals you have...&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. Lets see.. To be a mom for sure.. To sing at the Grand Ol Oprey.. To go somewhere and do nothing but lay on a beach.. To build a house on our hayfield.. To be a good mom, and have my family be my world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-6818876837856614897?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6818876837856614897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/6818876837856614897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/6818876837856614897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge.html' title='Blog Challenge'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-35-TK-rd2Ho/TV6cxjeYw4I/AAAAAAAAAbo/Go74CNcjNHI/s72-c/162981_10150348334590220_798490219_16276474_6028689_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-4796797602944947776</id><published>2011-02-17T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T09:01:23.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge Day 15...</title><content type='html'>Put your Ipod on shuffle: First 10 songs that play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I don't have an Ipod, yes I know its sad, I have some music on my computer here at work that I'll do it with instead....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Garth Brooks - For a Minute There (LOVE THIS SONG!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Toby Keith - She's a Hottie&lt;br /&gt;3. Chris LeDoux - Not for Heroes&lt;br /&gt;4. Tracy Lawrence - I See It Now (I could listen to him for days, but only his old stuff)&lt;br /&gt;5. Chris LeDoux - Go Riding, Young Cowboy&lt;br /&gt;6. Hank Williams, Jr. - Old Habits&lt;br /&gt;7. Gary Allen - She Gets Me&lt;br /&gt;8. Tracy Lawrence - Alibis&lt;br /&gt;9. Rodney Atkins - Wasted Whiskey&lt;br /&gt;10. Kenny Chesney - In a Small Town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do have a lot of music on here, but I love that the 2 different artists I listen to the most pop up twice.. Makes my day go by LOTS faster being able to have music, since we can't get Pandora or anything that plays music on the internet.. I about went nuts before I got some on here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-4796797602944947776?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4796797602944947776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-15.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/4796797602944947776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/4796797602944947776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-15.html' title='Blog Challenge Day 15...'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-2748189240910714542</id><published>2011-02-16T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T13:38:44.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14.. A picture of you and your family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZraLDgtulSk/TVxDrmmULlI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ZZ5zguKvkUQ/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574404855152520786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZraLDgtulSk/TVxDrmmULlI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ZZ5zguKvkUQ/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE them!&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/5768653308533227007-2748189240910714542?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2748189240910714542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-14-picture-of-you-and-your-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2748189240910714542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2748189240910714542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-14-picture-of-you-and-your-family.html' title='Day 14.. A picture of you and your family'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZraLDgtulSk/TVxDrmmULlI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ZZ5zguKvkUQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-5049630697582397959</id><published>2011-02-15T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T11:25:35.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE this baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have had so much fun with Carson and Rochelle's baby Cameron living so close! She's right down the road and I go down and play with her as often as I can. She has the funnest personality. She's getting so big and even tho some of these aren't the greatest pictures, since the little fart doesn't hold still for very long. She LOVES looking at pictures of herself, but doesn't take that much time for you to take the picture, so they are kinda blurry &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573996414801141186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i65v5RgHPe4/TVrQNPuF3cI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/FIHNEgaeLBo/s320/182810_10150393679700220_798490219_17101673_1163271_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt Tac givin loves♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573996423053056738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7A6XZ01yym4/TVrQNudgGuI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MNte_ZLzEBE/s320/181898_10150393677950220_798490219_17101640_6793946_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She LOVES her grandma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573996410459973890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WXMaCMKMXhI/TVrQM_jE6QI/AAAAAAAAAbI/-T2U8nWCjG4/s320/180771_10150393680540220_798490219_17101695_559981_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patty Cake &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573996406096093154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5i-Wkqws5Yg/TVrQMvSpX-I/AAAAAAAAAbA/xI9wJ5ZYkYE/s320/180889_10150393678685220_798490219_17101654_5554780_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What ya lookin at?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573996045598860546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LB2PwIb3Nyg/TVrP3wVaJQI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/jyTKP5ghT5M/s320/181979_10150393678295220_798490219_17101646_2803039_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its blurry, but its such a good one of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573996399933347938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_gRO53U7RI/TVrQMYVVWGI/AAAAAAAAAa4/CV-TfSvz-IU/s320/180475_10150390544025220_798490219_17046651_5009544_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was watching her one day, and she was so tired. She didn't want to do anything without her blanky. She LOVES this thing.. She'll put it up to her face and press her face into it and shake her head. She decided her lady bug was a good place to take a break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573996051266507410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3BKWEtvkR4/TVrP4FcrkpI/AAAAAAAAAag/f8_PyR5QurQ/s320/182269_10150389369270220_798490219_17031320_3727676_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the cutest thing I've ever seen. Rochelle said she found her one morning like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 347px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573996054029593682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jKoBvCkljqM/TVrP4Pvc7FI/AAAAAAAAAaY/-viZD1n4ggo/s320/181790_10150389375230220_798490219_17031396_7225151_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby blue eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573996066582927330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0MQ93Nc5fjE/TVrP4-gZl-I/AAAAAAAAAaw/JiAqBsrfMLs/s320/168447_10150362665980220_798490219_16594432_7548501_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves her Gramps &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573996054147071666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A0NqxgW6-yU/TVrP4QLdfrI/AAAAAAAAAao/X6dqgCsfGeo/s320/167429_10150362657840220_798490219_16594308_1688028_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She can't quite reach the floor, so she puts her legs up and lets me push her around the room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573995764951935090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KdSsdLy9qjg/TVrPna196HI/AAAAAAAAAaI/tUs4_ByYvow/s320/167453_10150362655310220_798490219_16594280_3220575_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eatin puffs &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No matter what kind of day I'm having I go over and see her and she brightens my day. I can't get enough of her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-5049630697582397959?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5049630697582397959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-this-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/5049630697582397959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/5049630697582397959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-this-baby.html' title='LOVE this baby!'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i65v5RgHPe4/TVrQNPuF3cI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/FIHNEgaeLBo/s72-c/182810_10150393679700220_798490219_17101673_1163271_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-4072665526653830034</id><published>2011-02-15T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T10:45:14.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11</title><content type='html'>Day 11:&lt;br /&gt;How you found out about blogger, and why you have one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I found out from my ex boyfriends mom, she told me about hers.. I started it then, but didn't do very much. It wasn't till I found out that quite a few friends/people I grew up with and know from different places have one, and I enjoy reading about whats going on in their lives and their familys..&lt;br /&gt; It ended up being a way for family to read about what was going on with Lance after the accident and the progress he was making. I'm not even sure if people read it or not, but it gives me something to do I guess.. Even tho I do have an extremely boring life! O well! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-4072665526653830034?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4072665526653830034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-11.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/4072665526653830034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/4072665526653830034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-11.html' title='Day 11'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-4251033617816883154</id><published>2011-02-14T08:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T08:44:31.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge: Day 11...</title><content type='html'>Day 11:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another picture of you and your friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573586679878877682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WBC9dTDv5iA/TVlbjiMHgfI/AAAAAAAAAaA/sQNXb4yEdQc/s320/n798490219_1502574_3826.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss these 2!! This was soooo long ago, but it was so much fun! Jess and B showed me my way into the single world a few years ago!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-4251033617816883154?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4251033617816883154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/4251033617816883154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/4251033617816883154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-11.html' title='Blog Challenge: Day 11...'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WBC9dTDv5iA/TVlbjiMHgfI/AAAAAAAAAaA/sQNXb4yEdQc/s72-c/n798490219_1502574_3826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-1376737321596801460</id><published>2011-02-11T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T07:36:54.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge: Days 8, 9, &amp; 10...</title><content type='html'>Day 8....&lt;br /&gt;Short term goals for this month and why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get my old self back.. I'm missed it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9:&lt;br /&gt;Something you're proud of in the past few days...&lt;br /&gt;Making it to work when I've been sick and had some other problems. I haven't let it affect my job, even when I really didn't want to have to go and deal with certain people. I've learned I'm stronger than I thought i was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: Songs you listen to when you are happy, sad, bored, hyper, mad...&lt;br /&gt;Lets see&lt;br /&gt;Happy: Anything upbeat that I can sing along with and bounce around&lt;br /&gt;Sad: Mostly country, old sad country does the trick&lt;br /&gt;Bored: Doesn't matter Country usually works&lt;br /&gt;Hyper: Anything loud, Country, Rock, Rad... Lots of stuff&lt;br /&gt;Mad: Mostly rock or even rap..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-1376737321596801460?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1376737321596801460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-days-8-9-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/1376737321596801460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/1376737321596801460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-days-8-9-10.html' title='Blog Challenge: Days 8, 9, &amp; 10...'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-1602212962300111457</id><published>2011-02-10T07:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T07:55:05.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge: Day 7</title><content type='html'>A picture of something/someone that has the biggest impact on you.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572087989113535970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TVQIgQBVPeI/AAAAAAAAAZo/TZv3NdZK2tM/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY FAMILY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are the ones that no matter what I'm going thru pick me up when I'm down.. No matter how snotty or bratty I've been, when I need them the most they are always there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572088239293544290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TME8bW9Ebe4/TVQIu0A5N2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/LNcwk10XdeI/s320/untitleds.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the best parents around. They have helped me thru way too many hard times to mention, and I don't know where I would be with out them. People always say they have a "daddy's girl" or "momma's girl" But I think I'm both. I've shared the ranch and outdoor part of my life with my dad, but I've shared the craft, and indoor side with my mom. I look up to them both so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572089237689842898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TVQJo7VHvNI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/raauBLSmxbw/s320/untitledd.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mom has became my best friend. I look up to her so much. She's picked me up thru some dark days in my life and always lets me know just how much she loves me. I can go to her with just about anything. I don't always agree, and still tend to show my snotty side, but I can't even explain how much I love and appreciate her. I love you mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/5768653308533227007-1602212962300111457?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1602212962300111457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/1602212962300111457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/1602212962300111457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-7.html' title='Blog Challenge: Day 7'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TVQIgQBVPeI/AAAAAAAAAZo/TZv3NdZK2tM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-5859602049111615009</id><published>2011-02-09T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T07:42:59.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge: Day 6...</title><content type='html'>A Picture of your favorite superhero and why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571714382752388178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TVK0tf3kFFI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZYwFrMX_j3M/s320/megamind_32.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I don't really have a favorite superhero.. But I'd have to say Megamind! Classic story, evil villain, turned good.. Can't get any better than that! I love this movie! I'm a sucker for cartoons.. lol.. You give me a stack of Cartoons and I can be entertained all day long..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-5859602049111615009?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5859602049111615009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/5859602049111615009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/5859602049111615009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-6.html' title='Blog Challenge: Day 6...'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TVK0tf3kFFI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZYwFrMX_j3M/s72-c/megamind_32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-821749283500782370</id><published>2011-02-08T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T10:03:48.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge: Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A picture of somewhere you've been... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571379299001336098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TVGD9DnwgSI/AAAAAAAAAZA/naHNt05J648/s320/boa_viagem.jpg" /&gt; Recife Brazil.. I LOVED this trip!! We were there for 2 weeks the last of November into the first little bit of December in my senior year of High School.. I got to come back to freezing cold Enterprise with actual tan lines, that didn't come from a tanning bed.. I want to go back again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571379371139532738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TVGEBQW2B8I/AAAAAAAAAZI/yd2e5KVo-Qg/s320/porto-de-galinhas.jpg" /&gt; Porto de Galinhas.. The Chicken Beach.. We spent a day here while we were in Brazil lounging on the beach soaking up the sun. I got to snorkel on the reef and ended up cutting my left falling thru an open spot(typical me lol) We found a spot behind a restaurant and they came out with drinks, and the most AMAZING fried cheese.. They have chicken carvings all around town, because this is the port that they would ship in the slaves and it got nicknamed the chicken beach.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571379459038473874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TVGEGXzlbpI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ecCnL5g3VgA/s320/spencer-the-sloth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes I've held on of these bad boys.. I wish I had the picture of me holding one.. Its up in Enterprise somewhere.. It was the craziest thing.. It was HEAVY.. And had these major claws that would just wrap around your fingers.. We went to a place, and a guy that owned a restaurant saved them.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to get my pictures of our trip and scan them in.. It was an amazing trip, and I definately want to go back soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5768653308533227007-821749283500782370?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/821749283500782370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/821749283500782370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/821749283500782370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-5.html' title='Blog Challenge: Day 5'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TVGD9DnwgSI/AAAAAAAAAZA/naHNt05J648/s72-c/boa_viagem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-8599390563137854546</id><published>2011-02-07T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T08:42:53.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge: Day 4...</title><content type='html'>4: A Habit you wish you didn't have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570968078641130594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TVAN84Zx7GI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kYwzZNx_354/s320/DrPepper.png" /&gt;Soda.. UGH! I'm so bad with it.. I could drink WAY too many in a day and have no water.. Well unless you count the extra ice in my cup after it melts.. lol That is one thing that I have been trying like crazy to nip in the butt.. I got started on it a little too young, lol I have a picture of me holding a can of my dads in our hallway in nothing but a towel when I was about 4. So I've been getting water in the morning instead of a Lg Soda.. So if you see me with a massive headache you know why&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/5768653308533227007-8599390563137854546?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8599390563137854546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/8599390563137854546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/8599390563137854546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challenge-day-4.html' title='Blog Challenge: Day 4...'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TVAN84Zx7GI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kYwzZNx_354/s72-c/DrPepper.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-7555198695012191798</id><published>2011-02-04T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T13:17:46.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge: Days 1, 2, and 3</title><content type='html'>Day 1: Include a recent picture of yourself and 15 interesting facts about you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569875188710555938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TUwr-UJawSI/AAAAAAAAAYo/qQ5KuhcfQDA/s320/166654_10150362658520220_798490219_16594314_1038329_n.jpg" /&gt;Sadly this is the most recent one that I have.. Lol It was New Years Eve, before going to dinner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok so 15 Interesting Facts.. This is gonna be tough I think&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Before my shoulder surgery I could just about turn my whole arm around, If I put my hand flat on the table and turned.. Yes it was gross, but I'm actually sad I can't do it anymore lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. I've always wanted to pursue my singing career, but never wanted that kind of a lifestyle when it comes to wanting a family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. I've sang in front of over 5,000 people if not more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. One of my biggest dream before I die, is to go to Nashville and visit the Grand 'Ol Oprey and stand on that original circle of hard wood floor and sing. I don't care if there's no one there to hear me, I just want to know I've sang on the same spot as all the legends in Country Music. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. I like every bruise or scar I have from getting hurt myself, falling, running into a broken bike rack with the metal sticking out, getting kicked in the back by my horse, getting kicked in the shins, but I ABSOLUTLY hate my scars from my 2 surgerys. The 4 on my shoulder, and the 3 on my belly from my most recent one. Weird huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. I'm extremely honest, maybe sometimes WAY too honest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. I know it shouldn't but it BUGS me so bad when people don't like me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Even tho it sometimes slows me down from being sick, I've tried not to let my Crohn's Disease run my life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. I'm now going to try the same thing with my Endometriosis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. The biggest dream I've ever had was to become a mom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. I would much rather live in a tiny shack with horses and cows with land in the country, than have a mansion in a big city&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. I've been driving ever since I was about 3 or so.. Started when my dad would have to feed cows and kick the hay outa the bed of the truck. He'd put it in overdrive and I'd steer. I even have some cute pictures of it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. The best memories I have of when I was a kid was spending time with my dad and grandpa at the ranch. I learned to read by all the signs on the road on the way up, and I had the dash to our Ford Lariat memorized.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. I was a grandpa's girl and miss him everyday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. I was named after a Barrel Racer my parents seen at the NFR when my mom was pregnant with me. Tacy Lynn Johnson. If my parents hadn't went that year, my name would be Mallory&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;p&gt;Day 2: The meaning behind your blog name...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I came up with it as my signature for text messages, and for some reason it stuck.. Lol Nothin too exciting &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;p&gt;Day 3: A picture of you and your friends..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569880484430751730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TUwwykPgJ_I/AAAAAAAAAYw/nTsFVHcZ7TE/s320/38216_10150216786930220_798490219_13525831_683711_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one was hard, because ever since I've gained weight I absolutly HATE pictures lol.. But here's one from the Gunlock Rodeo last year&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/5768653308533227007-7555198695012191798?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7555198695012191798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challence-days-1-2-and-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/7555198695012191798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/7555198695012191798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-challence-days-1-2-and-3.html' title='Blog Challenge: Days 1, 2, and 3'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TUwr-UJawSI/AAAAAAAAAYo/qQ5KuhcfQDA/s72-c/166654_10150362658520220_798490219_16594314_1038329_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-2104042158072011696</id><published>2011-02-04T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T08:31:16.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Day Blog Challenge..</title><content type='html'>Ok, So I'm stealing this from a friend. I look at everyone else's Blog's and realize they have WAY more to blog about than me.. So I'll give this a try.. Besides I get EXTREMELY bored at work most days anyway. So I'll do it Monday thru Friday, and then Friday's I'll just do extra ones for the weekend, since I don't have a computer at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Here is the list&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - Include a recent picture of yourself and 15 interesting facts about you.. This could be difficult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 - The meaning behind  your blog name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 - A picture of you and your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 - A habit you wish you didn't have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 - A picture of somewhere you've been to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 - A favorite super hero and why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 - A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 - Short term goals for this month and why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 - Something you're proud of in the past few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 - Songs you listen to when you are happy, sad, bored, hyper, mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 - Another picture of you and your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 - How you found out about blogger and why you have one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 - A letter to someone who has hurt you recently ( I may skip that one lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 - A picture of you and your family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 - Put your Ipod on shuffle: first 10 songs that play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 - Another picture of yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 - Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 - Plans/Dreams/Goals you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 - Nicknames you have and why you have them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 - Someone you see yourself marrying or being with in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 - A picture of something that makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 - What makes you different from everyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 - Something you crave for a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 - A letter to your parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 - What I would find in your bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 26 - What do you think about your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 - Why are you doing this 30 day challenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 - A picture of you from last year and now, how have you changed since then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 - In this past month, what have you learned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 - Your favorite song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading thru these I'm a little bit scared to answer them, but I think it will do me some good! I'm glad I came across this on Lisa's page so lets hope I can keep with it for a month! Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-2104042158072011696?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2104042158072011696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/30-day-blog-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2104042158072011696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2104042158072011696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/02/30-day-blog-challenge.html' title='30 Day Blog Challenge..'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-1978226840287173760</id><published>2011-01-20T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T09:05:51.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have ya ever had one of those days that you just want to sit and cry?</title><content type='html'>So I'm sitting here bored at work, reading thru everyone's blogs learning about what is going on in everyone's lives, and it just makes me sit here and cry.. I'm so glad that I don't really have anyone around me at work, cuz I'd feel awfully stupid.. Reading about how all the people I went to high school with are married and having babies is really taking a toll on me. I guess I should probably tell you a little why..&lt;br /&gt;Well a couple months ago I started having extreme pain in the lower right side of my abdomen, and into my back. I was having that time of the month, and just figured I was having pretty bad cramps so I didn't think much of it... Well it started getting worse and everyone I talked to told me to call my doctor. Well after 5 phone calls and messages they finally called me back saying I needed to go to an OBGYN. So I made my appointment. Well in the week or so I had to wait I ended up in the ER late one night becuz it got so unbearable I couldn't walk. They did all kind of tests and found nothing wrong. A lady at work told me it sounded to her like endometriosis, so I figured I'd wait to see what the other doctor said. So I finally get into the OBGYN and he does some tests and says he can't seem to find a problem and says it may have to do with my Crohn's disease.. Well I've had Crohn's for years and years, and know exactly what a flare up feels like. This wasn't it. So long story short I made another ER trip, 3 trips to instacare, one to my normal doctor, and finally decided to go to another OBGYN. I was so frustrated getting told that nothing was wrong with me, when I knew there was. I had that time of the month for a month and a half, and was in extreme pain. K well I've never been to medical school, but I know when something isn't right. So I finally got into the new OBGYN on a Friday and told him everything that was going on, and he said it sounded to him like Endometriosis and that he had to do a Diagnostic Laparascopy to be sure. So he hurried and got me scheduled for that coming Wednesday.. I was scared to have to have surgery, but wasn't really that worried about the outcome. I know girls that have it and manage it and are fine.&lt;br /&gt;So Wednesday comes around and I start freaking out.. The doctor said it was a simple procedure, just 2 incisions. One above my pelvic bone and one in my belly button. Cake. So after waiting forever cuz the doctor was running late, and the hospital taking someone into surgery before me I finally get in there and don't remember anything after they started wheeling me outa the room. When I came to I remember the doctor trying to show me pictures of what he had found, and he obviously wasn't listening to how freaking blind I am without my glasses cuz I couldn't see anything but a blur. But he said that he had found a whole mess of it in me. He cautorized it all, but he said that some of it was extremely thick and I'd be pretty sore. He did tell me he had to make another incision on my left hip.. All in all after the fact that I finally made myself get up and walk I, except for some shaky legs and being pretty sore I was fine. Went home and layed down for a while but made sure I'd get up and walk, cuz during the procedure they pump you full of air, and after they can't get it all out. Well that makes for an air bubble that is just floating around in you.. And I can be the first to tell you that IT HURTS! I have no idea how the stupid thing would float to my shoulder, but it did. Walking around was the only thing I could do to get it to float somewhere else and not hurt.&lt;br /&gt;But I was happy he had found the problem and he told me he was going to put me on the depo shot to stop the growth. It totally stops your cycle and makes it so it can't grow. Easy right? Well after that I get told that if I ever want kids I have to seriously start thinking of it in the next little while. He says that when I do they can't be spaced far, because I'll need a hysterectomy in the next few years..&lt;br /&gt;Well that would be just great for someone who is married and all that. Not a 24 year old divorced girl. I've already been terrified of the fact that with my Crohn's I may have some problems getting pregnant when the time comes and now this. I know that this will make it ten times harder to get pregnant and I'm no where close to having that happen.&lt;br /&gt;So here I sit trying to wrap my head around the fact there is a chance I may not be able to have babies when the time is right, and read about everyone else's happy family. I'm not writing this to get sympathy, I know that everyone has troubles and I'll get thru it. I just needed to finally get out my feelings. Its not something I feel like I can just talk to anyone about cuz I get told, "well if its meant to be it will happen" Well thats hard to hear sometimes, I've heard it for 3 1/2 years since getting divorced. I know I don't regret anything in my life because I'm a stronger person, but its hard to think that I woulda been married 6 years this month and already been a mom, and now there's a chance I wont get that.. Its just kind of hard.&lt;br /&gt;Well ok thats enough of the poor me syndrom. It helps to get it out, even if its on my blog for everyone to see. I'm so happy for all of my friends (old high school friends or new) on here that have the cutest little familys. I love reading about the cute things that happen in your life. I hope everyone is well, and I'm sorry that this is not the happiest post, but I finally needed to get out my fears about all of this. Thanks for listening!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-1978226840287173760?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1978226840287173760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/01/have-ya-ever-had-one-of-those-days-that.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/1978226840287173760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/1978226840287173760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2011/01/have-ya-ever-had-one-of-those-days-that.html' title='Have ya ever had one of those days that you just want to sit and cry?'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-7762889542434682291</id><published>2010-10-29T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T09:08:10.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Season</title><content type='html'>Me and Nikki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtZis6Q-GI/AAAAAAAAAXA/8Cg3rssLBes/s1600/73894_10150289370435220_798490219_15268323_4813106_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533615019860752482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtZis6Q-GI/AAAAAAAAAXA/8Cg3rssLBes/s320/73894_10150289370435220_798490219_15268323_4813106_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waitin in the cabin for everyone to get off the mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtZflRibwI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Ck2NaxGYj8Y/s1600/73737_10150289370375220_798490219_15268321_3656934_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533614966271274754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtZflRibwI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Ck2NaxGYj8Y/s320/73737_10150289370375220_798490219_15268321_3656934_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dutchmans Cabin. Looks so good painted.. The trees were so pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtZW3Lm46I/AAAAAAAAAWw/0oaSCeSFYN4/s1600/71976_10150289370025220_798490219_15268309_5266389_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533614816459416482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtZW3Lm46I/AAAAAAAAAWw/0oaSCeSFYN4/s320/71976_10150289370025220_798490219_15268309_5266389_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lol found us a sweet hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtZR-ySTUI/AAAAAAAAAWo/fMOz-Kxg9Ko/s1600/71649_10150289366495220_798490219_15268233_6330822_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533614732601347394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtZR-ySTUI/AAAAAAAAAWo/fMOz-Kxg9Ko/s320/71649_10150289366495220_798490219_15268233_6330822_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup I know you love this hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtZEYV7JxI/AAAAAAAAAWg/xl3fZBaIXYA/s1600/40749_10150289366545220_798490219_15268235_5052396_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533614498943543058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtZEYV7JxI/AAAAAAAAAWg/xl3fZBaIXYA/s320/40749_10150289366545220_798490219_15268235_5052396_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haulin cows off the mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtZA5LjA8I/AAAAAAAAAWY/wMLIdMs0fXI/s1600/33649_10150289370090220_798490219_15268312_3969388_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533614439038911426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtZA5LjA8I/AAAAAAAAAWY/wMLIdMs0fXI/s320/33649_10150289370090220_798490219_15268312_3969388_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nikki and Shooter Dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtYo7HNweI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/CX9BaAU7fgc/s1600/33486_10150289366390220_798490219_15268228_4787056_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533614027240751586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtYo7HNweI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/CX9BaAU7fgc/s320/33486_10150289366390220_798490219_15268228_4787056_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such a pretty day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtYkT-ZnZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/BXfY0vUmti0/s1600/73873_10150289366345220_798490219_15268225_8005875_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533613948015320466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtYkT-ZnZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/BXfY0vUmti0/s320/73873_10150289366345220_798490219_15268225_8005875_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Nikki up Ox Valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtYc28A0pI/AAAAAAAAAWA/wvjebD0ZL_o/s1600/74366_10150289365055220_798490219_15268194_639369_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533613819961594514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtYc28A0pI/AAAAAAAAAWA/wvjebD0ZL_o/s320/74366_10150289365055220_798490219_15268194_639369_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MEOW!! Dressed up for our Trunk or Treat day at work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtYSYy3ooI/AAAAAAAAAV4/jL42qer4DD8/s1600/71899_10150292054450220_798490219_15308579_4739373_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533613640071488130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtYSYy3ooI/AAAAAAAAAV4/jL42qer4DD8/s320/71899_10150292054450220_798490219_15308579_4739373_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-7762889542434682291?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7762889542434682291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-season.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/7762889542434682291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/7762889542434682291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-season.html' title='New Season'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TMtZis6Q-GI/AAAAAAAAAXA/8Cg3rssLBes/s72-c/73894_10150289370435220_798490219_15268323_4813106_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-3989262347993447752</id><published>2010-07-30T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:38:22.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;WOW!&lt;/span&gt; There has been so much goin on in the past couple months!! I can't believe it!! This has been a crazy summer!! I guess lets start with a couple months back.. Carson and Rochelle had their baby who is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;ADORABLE&lt;/span&gt;! She's got the chubbiest cheeks! I love her to death! She's getting WAY too big!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been working for Donna Smith at Remax First part time, but recently got a job at Monarch Property Management and they want me full time so I start full time Monday August 1st.. So I'm sad to leave Donna but excited for a new adventure. I think I'm still going to work a couple nights a week for her just after 5 to help her out.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Between working crazy hours and staying busy with friends I've kept myself super busy.. I knew this month would be a little harder on me since on July 19th it had been a year since Lance's accident so I was kinda dreading that, but all in all I did ok.. He was in Denver at Craig Hospital doing a year follow up and they said he's made amazing progress.. And I can see it too.. He's been out camping, fishing, hunting.. Everything he use to do, he just adjusted it so he can still do it.. I'm so happy for him.. I know its been a challenge for all of us, especially him and his family but he's never gave up. I think it has made us all stronger. I admire him for his attitude.. I'm so grateful that I still have him around. I love having him and Carson down the street from me.. I don't always go visit, but its comforting to know if I need something I have my 2 big brothers.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats about it with me... Just working and playin and staying super busy.. Here are a few pics to catch up with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMJ6nZaujI/AAAAAAAAAVA/9rKAPTyHwTQ/s320/untitled.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499750472562162226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Ames at Wing Nuts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMJ1MSlrYI/AAAAAAAAAU4/cJGXryIlTzk/s1600/27956_10150185754595220_798490219_12641176_2881380_n+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMJ1MSlrYI/AAAAAAAAAU4/cJGXryIlTzk/s320/27956_10150185754595220_798490219_12641176_2881380_n+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499750379386416514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Me and Bailey stuck out to Warner Valley (we were only stuck for 5 hours.. no biggie lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMJvcMsuxI/AAAAAAAAAUw/KfW2zsh12Cc/s1600/28539_433319772952_650642952_5426200_2873716_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMJvcMsuxI/AAAAAAAAAUw/KfW2zsh12Cc/s320/28539_433319772952_650642952_5426200_2873716_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499750280577465106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Me and Ames on our way to go play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMJmS-7jZI/AAAAAAAAAUo/GcEKvE6BsXg/s1600/28539_433319827952_650642952_5426204_6323680_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMJmS-7jZI/AAAAAAAAAUo/GcEKvE6BsXg/s320/28539_433319827952_650642952_5426204_6323680_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499750123484974482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt; Marisol, Courtney, Amy, and Me (bathroom photo op)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMJN_bvX3I/AAAAAAAAAUg/-AOXQwE2_0s/s1600/38294_1552501532035_1220040239_31533115_5833890_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMJN_bvX3I/AAAAAAAAAUg/-AOXQwE2_0s/s320/38294_1552501532035_1220040239_31533115_5833890_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499749705920241522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Court, Ames, and Me just walkin into the Gunlock Rodeo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMJFIlfEuI/AAAAAAAAAUY/g29GH7b-XF4/s1600/38294_1552501572036_1220040239_31533116_5141466_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMJFIlfEuI/AAAAAAAAAUY/g29GH7b-XF4/s320/38294_1552501572036_1220040239_31533116_5141466_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499749553758212834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; these Girls!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMJAlFkx-I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/mxwnnAvSh4o/s1600/38321_1552502052048_1220040239_31533119_5727445_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMJAlFkx-I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/mxwnnAvSh4o/s320/38321_1552502052048_1220040239_31533119_5727445_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499749475509651426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Ames is camera happy! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMIzgE76oI/AAAAAAAAAUI/6AYsaO_ZkCg/s1600/DSC03994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMIzgE76oI/AAAAAAAAAUI/6AYsaO_ZkCg/s320/DSC03994.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499749250826496642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;              Cowgirl Courtney! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMIvIUao2I/AAAAAAAAAUA/ljIjwOQHQd0/s1600/DSC03995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMIvIUao2I/AAAAAAAAAUA/ljIjwOQHQd0/s320/DSC03995.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499749175729496930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;    Hey Court your hats a lil crooked.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMImfZixeI/AAAAAAAAAT4/dJtJgyspbEg/s1600/DSC03990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMImfZixeI/AAAAAAAAAT4/dJtJgyspbEg/s320/DSC03990.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499749027306194402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Always a good time w Amy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMIenR9ktI/AAAAAAAAATw/LOsextFgCjs/s1600/DSC04014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMIenR9ktI/AAAAAAAAATw/LOsextFgCjs/s320/DSC04014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499748891982926546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;       I have the greatest friends!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMIZMSnm2I/AAAAAAAAATo/mRKnS8yeFhU/s1600/DSC04017.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/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMIZMSnm2I/AAAAAAAAATo/mRKnS8yeFhU/s320/DSC04017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499748798838578018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;HAHA Amy was in LOVE with Vanilla (Shawn's horse)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that about sums it all up! Great friends, great times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-3989262347993447752?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3989262347993447752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/3989262347993447752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/3989262347993447752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-time.html' title='Summer time'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/TFMJ6nZaujI/AAAAAAAAAVA/9rKAPTyHwTQ/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-5344411450251792603</id><published>2010-04-07T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T12:30:58.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi- line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I GOT TAGGED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#33FF33;"&gt;Four Jobs I've Had:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;1. Receptionist/Office Manager at JC Siding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;2. Cashier at Gringo Grill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;3. Secretary at Re/Max First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;4. Secretary at Re/Max Associates &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Four movies I have watched more than once: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;1. 8 Seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;2. Tombstone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;3. How to lose a guy in 10 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;4. The Notebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#3333FF;"&gt;Four places I have lived:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;1. Enterprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;2. St. George&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;3. Enterprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;4. St. George LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Four places I have been:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;1.California &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;2.Brazil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;3. Colorado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;4. Nevada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#339999;"&gt;Four of my favorite Places to Eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;1. Samari 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;2. Texas Roadhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;3. Anything Brazilian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;4. Port of Subs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#33CC00;"&gt;Four things I am looking forward to in the coming year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family: Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language: AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;1. Summer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;2. Camping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;3. Going to the Lake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;4. Being with family and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#6600CC;"&gt;Four People I am Tagging: (Copy &amp;amp; Paste onto your blog after changing the answers.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;1- Amber Wright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height: 115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;2- Tasha Bracken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus; font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;3- Autum Christenson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#594E3B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;4- Mikalene Ipson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-5344411450251792603?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5344411450251792603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-got-tagged.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/5344411450251792603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/5344411450251792603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-got-tagged.html' title='I Got Tagged'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-979018134360172262</id><published>2010-04-06T10:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T11:31:11.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Already???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Wow times flies! I can't believe its April already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well a quick update on whats goin on with me.. And I still need to post pictures from my birthday.. I promise I will!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well Easter was this past weekend and that was fun.. We went to our usual place on Saturday in Snow Canyon, I think Grandma calls it Hunt's Wash even. But we had our picnic and it was fun to see the family.. I can't believe how many cousins have or are having baby's! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;CRAZY!&lt;/span&gt; I sat and held Erin's lil girl, and she's adorable! It was fun having Lance and his family there.. We were all pretty nervous how gettin his wheelchair in the sand to where we sit was gonna work but dad just turned him around backwards and half drug it while lance used his controls so that was nice to have it so he could sit with us.. I ended up leaving, but everyone else went to go roll Easter Eggs. Lance's family had made a whole bunch and wanted to roll them down the dunes.. So instead of transporting Lance to his truck then back to his chair he just drove it down the road to where he could see all the kids on the dunes.. His chair is motorized so Lane held on to the back and Kelee ran next to him and I followed in my car so people didn't come flyin up on him.. And that worked out pretty well.. Then Sunday was conference so we all got up and went to Carson's for creamed eggs thats another tradition.. So all in all it was a good Easter.. Its nice havin the family down here, I just wish we could convince Tavia into moving down here too.. I would &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;  it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I'm still answering calls at Remax for a couple hours a day, and then workin for Lance a few days a week to clean and organize his house.. But still looking for a full time job..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that just hangin out and havin fun.. I will be sure to post some pictures since I haven't in forever!&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-979018134360172262?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/979018134360172262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-already.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/979018134360172262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/979018134360172262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-already.html' title='April Already???'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-8440867192450924495</id><published>2010-03-02T08:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T11:30:39.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just have to keep pressin forward</title><content type='html'>Wow its been a while since I've wrote anything about whats goin on.. But really my life's pretty boring and I dont have much to talk about.. Just working and tryin to stay busy.. Its been getting warmer so I've been out shed huntin the last couple weeks, and have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt; blisters to prove it.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt; Cowboy boots were not the best shoe of choice for hiking over oh I dont know, like 3 mountains covered in rocks and lava.. Smart one Tac..&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is comin up next week, so I've been trying to decide what I want to do for it.. I think just hang out this weekend with friends and just be chill.. Not really lookin forward to it this year..&lt;br /&gt;Other than that life's about the same.. Just tryin to work thru some stuff that I knew has been comin up for about 8 months now and its finally here and turns out its harder to watch the people I care most about go thru than I thought it would be.. But hopefully it turns out the best way possible for everybody involved.. So we'll see how it goes.. I'm learnin that I cant always fix the tough stuff, and that I just have to keep pressin foward and hope for the best.. And thats all I've been doin..&lt;br /&gt;Well thats bout it for my exciting life.. Ha ha not so much.. I'm sure I'll put pics up of my birthday and Tavia is comin down to bless the baby and go shed huntin so I'll have better stuff then to write about&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-8440867192450924495?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8440867192450924495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-have-to-keep-pressin-forward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/8440867192450924495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/8440867192450924495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-have-to-keep-pressin-forward.html' title='Just have to keep pressin forward'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-4047255168976563660</id><published>2010-02-09T14:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:27:16.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Western Jewlery- My new project</title><content type='html'>So I've started on a new project.. It started by me finding a necklace that my ex husbands friend gave me years and years ago.. I was up to Enterprise goin up to Dutchman's in my old Honda and was looking in the trunk for a flashlight and came apon a necklace that I forgot I had, well it was beaded and had a rowel in the middle.. Well I got this great idea for my Christmas presents for my friends to make a necklace and hang a rowel from it..&lt;br /&gt;Well I went to Sunset Western to buy the rowels and was asking the lady at the counter what she thought matched the necklace I had already made best, and she fell in love with my idea and asked me if I'd sell them there.. So I called mom all excited and away it went.. I was a little busy at first so she ended up making quite a few and that got me started.. So all the ones she's made I dont have pictures of but these ones are mine and I've got a few done that I haven't gotten pictures of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already dropped some off at Sunset Western, they are all different colors and way cute.. I think they have 10 of them so far..  So drop by and see them.. They are really cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have bracelets, I just don't have any pictures of those ones yet either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436370656358796786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/S3HeTw-fjfI/AAAAAAAAAPU/i2eN6sIn0VM/s320/19050_462957020219_798490219_10933140_5202187_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This one is probably my all time favorite, I got the idea from a necklace I got at PacSun.. I love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436370612824287666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/S3HeROzDqbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8jDByI6rloI/s320/19050_462957000219_798490219_10933139_3355369_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This one I took the picture to send to mom before I added the rowel... But I hung it a little different, I put a chain thru the hole in the rowel and hung it that way.. Turned out way cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/S3HeOGXXHOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/YeUhbvM0-74/s1600-h/19050_462944270219_798490219_10933121_7157495_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436370559021030626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/S3HeOGXXHOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/YeUhbvM0-74/s320/19050_462944270219_798490219_10933121_7157495_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Black bull head earings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/S3HeKNSyxtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/C4LfZoRjMao/s1600-h/19050_462944260219_798490219_10933120_6273266_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436370492161443538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/S3HeKNSyxtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/C4LfZoRjMao/s320/19050_462944260219_798490219_10933120_6273266_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are probably my favorite earings I've done so far.. I only have the pink ones made now, but will be doing a ton of other colors.. They turned out way cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/S3HeASp6IPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YqFQElk9dQA/s1600-h/17250_394130375219_798490219_10463402_4071544_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436370321801879794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/S3HeASp6IPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YqFQElk9dQA/s320/17250_394130375219_798490219_10463402_4071544_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just simple black rowels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/S3Hd9WRbaMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/YdvkSQZeaFQ/s1600-h/17250_390354355219_798490219_10421070_5568205_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436370271233337538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/S3Hd9WRbaMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/YdvkSQZeaFQ/s320/17250_390354355219_798490219_10421070_5568205_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of the first ones I did, I actually had to take the rowel off my necklace that gave me the idea, cuz I couldn't find a rowel in town that was brown.. Only gold or black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/S3Hd58KVBoI/AAAAAAAAAOc/kIaloRf51D4/s1600-h/17250_390347675219_798490219_10420932_6459039_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436370212684629634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/S3Hd58KVBoI/AAAAAAAAAOc/kIaloRf51D4/s320/17250_390347675219_798490219_10420932_6459039_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the one that the lady at Sunset Western seen.. Its fun cuz I haven't found another rowel as big.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/S3Hd2Y54eKI/AAAAAAAAAOU/OOcP05Sy4oE/s1600-h/17250_390347650219_798490219_10420930_4019837_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436370151680800930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/S3Hd2Y54eKI/AAAAAAAAAOU/OOcP05Sy4oE/s320/17250_390347650219_798490219_10420930_4019837_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More of a simple one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll sell any of these, and if they have already been sold I can make more.. I can do any colors that you want.. You can customize it however you'd like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-4047255168976563660?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4047255168976563660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2010/02/western-jewlery-my-new-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/4047255168976563660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/4047255168976563660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2010/02/western-jewlery-my-new-project.html' title='Western Jewlery- My new project'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/S3HeTw-fjfI/AAAAAAAAAPU/i2eN6sIn0VM/s72-c/19050_462957020219_798490219_10933140_5202187_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-2055444882685729810</id><published>2010-01-11T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:25:33.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Decade.. 2010 Here I come</title><content type='html'>Wow what a year! Breakups, an accident, old friends, new friends.. So much happened in 2009 its weird where to start.. I truely found out last year who was really there for me when I needed someone..&lt;br /&gt; This summer was probably one of the hardest I've ever gone thru with becoming single, and then a couple days later having my brother become paralayzed.. Friendships were tested and tried, and the true friends stuck right by my side thru it all, and I can't thank them enough. I got back to my old self again and I forgot how much I missed me =) But it was all for the best, I know I have made a lot of mistakes in my life, but am learning and growing from every wrong step I have taken, and had to redirect where I was headed.. A very good friend of mine told me back when I got divorced to "NEVER REGRET" Live and learn.. Thats what I'm doing.. And I LOVE it! I'm looking forward to this new year and new decade and see where it takes me.. I met some amazing new friends last year, and got back in touch with a couple very good old friends ;) I met back up with Shawn over the summer and am so happy that I did.. He's been there a lot for me over the last 7 years we've known eachother and I've had fun getting back to know him again.. Its always Go Go Go with him around and its been very interesting to say the least..&lt;br /&gt;And along with Shawn came some amazing new friends, and some old.. I couldn't have gotten thru some things without Nikki right there with me letting me cry on her shoulder..&lt;br /&gt;Coming back from Thanksgiving in Roosevelt this year I got home and went to Darrin and Nikki's with Shawn and the minute I walked in the door she grabbed me and hugged me to see how I handled things up north, and between a few tears shed with her and Shawn I made it thru.&lt;br /&gt;Now Lance and his family have moved down here and I couldn't be happier! I wish that we could get Tavia down here, but know that probably wouldn't happen..&lt;br /&gt;But starting out the year right I now have a brand new nephew named Boden Jode Wall that I can't wait to meet and spoil rotten =) Thats my job!! So I can't wait to see him.. And only have to wait a couple more months to have a brand new neice, the bean.. What a way to start a new year a neice and nephew.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful for all my friends and family that have done so much for me in 2009 and can't wait to make 2010 UNFORGETABLE! With them by my side I know I can achieve anything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-2055444882685729810?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2055444882685729810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-decade-2010-here-i-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2055444882685729810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2055444882685729810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-decade-2010-here-i-come.html' title='New Year, New Decade.. 2010 Here I come'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-6835648971219139467</id><published>2009-11-17T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T15:46:35.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok so here we go again!&lt;br /&gt;I can finally say it... Carson and Rochelle are having a lil bean!!! Lol.. Its a lil girl.. I never dared say it on the internet cuz I wasnt sure who all knew, but Cars said I could.. Cars calls her the lil alien and I call her the lil bean.. So I'm pretty excited.. I swear everyone I know and some I don't, but hear lots about are having babies.. Some are exciting, and another kinda scares me a lil bit.. LONG story!&lt;br /&gt;So thats the news for Carson.. Everyone else I think is about the same.. Lance is in Vernal now playin with his kiddies, Havent talked to Tavia since they came down a few weeks ago.. That was fun spending time with them. They even  came over to Shawn's and seen his deer horns and hung out for a second.. That was fun..&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working away at both jobs and loving it.. Its nice being so busy.. Things got a lil boring a couple weeks ago cuz I got sick.. Yes I survived the swine flu.. A few of my friends got it.. It sucked.. I started feeling sick the day after Halloween when we were hauling cows Sunday, started coughing then the next day woke up and felt like I wanted to die.. Good times.. LOL  So that was a very fun week... Then that next Saturday me and Shawnee drove down to watch Shawn and Brandon race their Legend cars... That was an experience... Shawn's shown me video's of Brandon and Brecken racing on Youtube and it looked like a blast.. I remember back a couple years ago he invited me a couple times and I didnt think it would be very fun so I kinda bailed.. Whoops! So I finally got my turn to go.. So we get all dressed up and head down to Vegas.. Singing very loudly on the way down btw.. We seen Shawn for a lil bit before we went and sat down and watched the other races before the boys.. Brecken was suppose to be in a top ten legend race but his car broke and he had to race the back up, so none of the boys raced until the main legend event.. There were 4 Snow boys all together racing.. Brandon and Shawn who are brothers.. And JK and Brecken they are Shawns cousins and they are brothers.. So kind of cool.. So all along before the race me and Shawnee are txting friends and family and telling them how we were nervous for them and everything.. So their race starts and we're all exciting pointing out each guy, there were a few restarts and then I look up and see Shawn had spun out on the track and right as I'm freakin out that someone's gonna hit him here comes Brandon and he smashed into Shawn.. And then another car hit Shawn after that and sent him flyin down the track and into the wall.. Brandon's car actually shot a couple flames, but he got out and they put him in the ambulance and on oxygen and took him off.. While the safety crew was trying to get out Shawn.. He was hit on both sides so his doors wouldn't open so he climbed thru the window and got into the safetty truck and they took him.. So me and Shawnee flip and call our moms freakin out and waiting for the boys to call or txt us.. Shawn finally txt me so I called him and he said he thought he broke his foot.. We couldn't go back into the pit, so we just waited by the front gate for someone to tell us what was going on when Brandon came and snuck us back..  Shawn's dad was looking at his foot, the impact of the crash actually split a line between his big toe and next one that was pretty deep so he knew he needed stitches.. So after sitting around and talking him into going to the hospital us four(Shawnee, Brandon, me and Shawn) jumped in the car and headed back to St. George to take Shawn to the Emergency Room.. We figured that would be better than trying to go to one in Vegas.. So we get there and they take X-rays and luckily Shawn didnt break anything.. Just smashed everything pretty good and needed a few stitches.. Brandon only bumped his knee pretty good but didn't need to be seen. So after a bad crash, a trip to the emergency room, and walmart for crutches, cuz Shawn wouldn't get the ones from the ER, we had a pretty exciting trip to the races.. Lets hope the next one I go to ends a lil less exciting.. But after they hauled Shawn and Brandon's car off the track the race ended in Brecken getting second. So Shawns been hobbeling around for a week, he only used the crutches Sunday then gave up on them..&lt;br /&gt;Thats been pretty much my excitment for the last couple weeks.. The last week and a half has been pretty boring thank heavens..&lt;br /&gt;I went to move cows on Saturday with dad all day and that was fun. We moved where we use to run our cows so it brought back a lot of good memories and I'm glad I got to go.. Dad told the Evan's that when they move to Modena they need to go on a Saturday so I can go again.. And I think Carson wants to go too, so hopefully they do.&lt;br /&gt;Well I think thats about it.. Just been taking care of a sore foot and havin fun.. Other than the foot things have been going extremely good.. I have some amazing people in my life and am grateful.. There are some exciting times ahead..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-6835648971219139467?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6835648971219139467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/11/ok-so-here-we-go-again-i-can-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/6835648971219139467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/6835648971219139467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/11/ok-so-here-we-go-again-i-can-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-8309779050134726797</id><published>2009-10-31T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T10:52:25.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>Wow so maybe I ought to get on here huh? Lots of new things have been happening since I've been on here..&lt;br /&gt;To start out Lance is officially back in Utah.. They came home from Denver this weekend and are with their family now.. I'm sad that we didnt get to go up there and meet them, but there wasn't anything that we could of done.. We are having Thanksgiving up there so thats exciting.. He's been working really hard in Denver from what Keele and my dad was saying... He can get from his chair to his PT bed now on his own, Keele sent me a picture of it after he did it, so that was exciting! He's gone to a couple Bronco's games, a Rockies game, and an Avalance game.. And said they were all really fun. He's been fishing quite a few times and got to take the kids when they were out there to see him, they all caught quite a few fish and he sent me pictures of all the kids with their fish. Kyler caught one that was about as big as him, I was surprised. Then dad got to go out and see him for almost a week, and told us all about that.. Tavia got to go with him out there, so thats good they got to spend some time with him..&lt;br /&gt;I'm still at the resturant during the mornings, and then in the afternoons I'm an assistant for an Remax agent in Hurricane, so I head over there at 1. Its been nice, I'm learning a lot and this has only been my first week. I like it a lot!&lt;br /&gt;Since its all the hunts lately, I've stayed pretty busy scouting with Nikki, or cutting up deer with shawn.. He had 3 deer crammed in his fridge last week, his moms, brothers, and his.. So its been a long week cutting all that up and packaging it.. Its definately been fun tho.. His whole deep freeze is full of meat and deer heads.. Lol.. Kinda freaks people out when he pulls one out..&lt;br /&gt;But its been nice cuz the boys cut up the meat, and me and Nikki package it so it goes by pretty fast.. So thats where I spend the majority of my time is with those guys.. Its been fun..&lt;br /&gt;This is my very last Saturday here as a receptionist and Remax and 2 can't come fast enough.. I'm ready to have my saturdays to myself again, I've missed too many things...&lt;br /&gt;Other than that life is just about the same.. Just enjoying life.. Things couldnt't be better..&lt;br /&gt;I have an amazing family that I love with all my heart. And appreciate all that they do for me.. I love my parents so much, they are always there for me.. Its been so fun being able to work upstairs from my mom for a couple weeks, and now I just get to send her all of our work.. She even gets dumb little notes from me. Its fun that I can share work with her, since I never thought I would.. And having my dad come help at the resturant has been awesome.. He's more like a friend than a dad, and I love him.. And then I have my siblings.. These past few months I feel like I've gotten a lot closer to Lance and Tavia and am so grateful! I love them so much.. Then there's Carson.. We've had our ups and downs but I couldnt ask for a better brother.. I'm pretty lucky!&lt;br /&gt;I have incredible friends, love me even when I blurt out some stupid comment or run into something. I know I can be myself around them.. Especially Shawnee and Nikki..&lt;br /&gt;Shawnee has been there for me for a long time and is pretty much my sister.. I have some amazing times with her and owe her a lot.&lt;br /&gt;And then Nikki.. My favorite cousin ever, and shes only my 2nd! She thought I was just some chick brought up to the ranch that she wouldn't like and then we find out we're family.. She sticks up for me no matter what and always has my back.. We are so much alike.. I guess its us Gubler girls.. Grandma would be so proud!&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how I got so lucky to have the people in my life that I do, and I wouldnt change one of them for the world..&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter who walks in and out of your life, the ones that truely matter are always by your side and will never leave you.. And for the past 2 years and a couple months, I've had quite a few walk in and out and some have mattered more than the others.. But the ones that stayed around I know I'll have forever♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-8309779050134726797?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8309779050134726797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/8309779050134726797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/8309779050134726797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-6843352001849571721</id><published>2009-09-05T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T09:03:03.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So this weekend has been a little bit rocky I'd say.. I found out yesterday that a friend of mine was in an accident when he was working.. He digs wells, and i guess a piece of the drain pipe (i think?) or something fell on him, so they life flighted him up to university hospital. He broke his back, and i think it like gauged into his head.. I've known him for years and he has helped me get thru some rough patches.. So yesterday was kinda hard.. All i heard was clay's been in an accident and been life flighted and I flipped out.. First thing that popped into my head was lance.. And when I first heard, they were saying that they were more worried about his head injury than his back, but I talked to someone else and they said his head will be fine, and he was going into surgery last nite.. Not something you really wanna hear about an old friend.. I've had enuff friends pass away, and get in bad accidents and I'm thinkin it needs to stop.. LOL.. But from what I heard Clay's going to be ok.. I'm sure its a big stress on his wife, cuz they have a little baby.. Sad..&lt;br /&gt;Well about lance.. I havent heard too much, they had a conference call with the doctors a few days ago, but I couldnt tell a word they were saying.. It kept fading in and out.. So I just hung up.. But I guess he's still having problems with his blood pressure.. My mom said he got to go out on an outing yesterday so he went bowling.. And I think the kids are out there with him.. But not sure.. I've been so busy lately that I havent even gotten to call them and see how they are doing.. So how are you Makayla? Miss you guys! I'm thinking that my dad is going to fly out to Denver right after the hay is done, cuz he misses Lance.. This is the longest he's gone not seeing him since the accident so thats rough.. I cant wait till I get to see him.. It will be when hes done in denver, which I'm not sure when that will be.. But I cant wait..&lt;br /&gt;As for Tav.. Shes having a baby.. A Boy.. and Yes I guessed it back a while again, dang I'm good =).. I cant wait.. I'm sure Jode is excited..Finally getting us some boys in the family.. Before lance got married all we had was girls..&lt;br /&gt;Carson and Rochelle are still working hard with the resturant.. Its been kinda of a weird proces.. It will get really busy for a week or so then die... So we've been taking coupons out to the college... Gives me a chance to go flirt with all the college guys, that are WAY too young for me.. LOL but oh well its fun! =)&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad are doing good.. Dad's on his last crop right now, just waiting to cut and get it bailed and hauled so he can get to Denver, and mom's just working away and SUTICO.. I go up there quite a bit during the week and will more now that the muzzle loader is coming up.. I'll be up at deer camps will all my friends.. I love hunting season... I've been up to dutchmans the past little while hanging out.. Went up last weekend and hung out with everyone up there, then went up this week and realized the girl that was up there is my cousin.. ha ha small world! My grandma and hers are sisters, so we had a nice lil chat.. =) I love her to death, and she says I'll be going up there even more.. Dont bug me one big ;) Especially cuz a good friend of mine is usually up there =) That makes it all the better.. lol&lt;br /&gt;Well I think thats about it lately.. Just been hanging out and having fun.. I'm always out somewhere having a blast and LOVE it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-6843352001849571721?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6843352001849571721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-this-weekend-has-been-little-bit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/6843352001849571721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/6843352001849571721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-this-weekend-has-been-little-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-830184593943445976</id><published>2009-08-22T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T10:41:50.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin life</title><content type='html'>Ok so havent been on here for a while.. So I figured I'd get on and tell everyone whats been going on.. Saw Lance on Tuesday and Wednesday.. They sent him to Denver to Craig hospital.. Which it sucks that I cant see him till hes back home.. But its the best place for him.. So I'm happy.. I'm not sure how long he's gonna be there.. When we were up there with him, I got to give him a hair cut.. Which wasnt the easiest, but I'm glad he let me do it.. They just put him in his chair and dad held him up so i could do the back then he layed back down while I did the rest.. We were in a bit of a hurry, so I'm sure it wasnt the best hair cut.. And the fact that I was scared to death of hurting the back where his incision was didnt help either.. I also trimmed up his goatee, and mustache.. Another first for me..&lt;br /&gt;But I cant believe the progress hes making.. Its crazy from the last time I saw him.. He's getting the use of his hands back.. He was picking up popcorn and eating it, and he couldnt do that before, and also had a box of candy he would pour out in his hands.. He cant move individual fingers yet, but I'm sure he will get there with his attitude.. He works on them everyday.. He also was able to sit completely up in his wheelchair, which I didnt know he hadn't done.. We got to watch him in physical therapy try to get from his chair to a bed there.. It was hard for me not to just go pick him up and sit him down.. But I know it will come easier with practice.. They say they can't believe how strong his arms are.. Little did they know how much he hunts and packs out big elk out of the mountains huh? It was so good to see him before he left.. I did really good till dad leaned down to hug him to say goodbye and I lost it for a minute, but thats it.. I'm gettin good huh?&lt;br /&gt;Well lets give an update about me since I havent for a while.. I cant believe how good things have been going.. I still cant think straight since his accident.. Everything kinda runs together I guess.. But I've been more busy with friends and other things, than I have in a long time.. Its been fun.. And I've also been able to get back with my friends I havent really talked to for the past couple years.. I cant believe how much I missed all of them.. So thats been great.. I really don't remember when I've been this happy and carefree.. It was much needed.. I stress about everything under the sun(wonder where that comes from?? mom?? ha ha) but other than kinda wanting to know everything about Lance and stressing about him leaving I havent worried about things really lately.. Its been so nice. Next week is the cornfest, and after I get off work at Remax I cant wait to get up there and see everyone.. Then I'm headed to the Beryl Bean Bake Off!! Ha ha good times in Beryl.. It will be fun to see everyone there.. But thats pretty much it I guess... Just been enjoying life to the fullest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-830184593943445976?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/830184593943445976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/lovin-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/830184593943445976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/830184593943445976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/lovin-live.html' title='Lovin life'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-5160532891732339188</id><published>2009-08-05T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:13:27.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SnooNslZgVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/nKrKK7FozUs/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx+(1)ss"&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/_LB-gegSsGS8/SnooNslZgVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/nKrKK7FozUs/s320/GetAttachment.aspx+(1)ss" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366646121736798546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Lance with his youngest girl Kaitlyn... She had no fear, shed get up on him and take off his oxygen mask and give him kisses.. Shes so cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SnooFx8i9uI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5ZVuBao5E_U/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx+(1)s"&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/_LB-gegSsGS8/SnooFx8i9uI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5ZVuBao5E_U/s320/GetAttachment.aspx+(1)s" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366645985737111266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lance entered a shooting contest the day before the accident, and won.. So Friday they came and presented him with the scope he won.. So Saturday dad had to get it out and let lance mess around with it a little bit..  In his new room they had to position the bed just right so they could see out the window and up on the mountain... He said he could be able to count the scratches on the horns with that thing.. It was good to see the same ol Lance come out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SnonzXa811I/AAAAAAAAAN8/_MbQ4veEYik/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.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/_LB-gegSsGS8/SnonzXa811I/AAAAAAAAAN8/_MbQ4veEYik/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366645669379233618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I got to go up there again last weekend, but not this one and man I'm struggling.. My parents left to go up there today, and its been a rough day... My dad came home with us Sunday and then went back up today for my cousins wedding and to be with him.. I didnt think I would have a hard time, but I was wrong.. Its all I can think about.. So I'm trying to keep my mind off it.. And I've had no problem finding ways to do that.. =)&lt;div&gt;But he got moved out of ICU last Friday, into the Nerological Care Unit.. Which means bigger room, and we can all fit... When me and my mom got up there Friday night, Tavia and Jode were there too.. So we sat in there and talked, and I got harrassed by Jode.. Ha ha.. He thinks he's pretty funny.. And then went out to dinner with them.. It was good to see both of them.. Last time I saw Tav we were both havin a hard time.. So this time was way better.. Lance got a couple of hand held games like solitare, and yatzee and everyone was trying to show Tav how to play and Lance told me to wheel his bed over so he could watch, so we kinda did, and hes all&lt;br /&gt;well this is dumb, I thought you were playin the actual game.. He wasnt very impressed.. Then the nurse came in to ask him what he wanted to eat.. And said pudding, apple sauce, jello.. And lance says DID YOU JUST ASK ME IF I WANTED TO EAT JODE???? Ha ha we all about died.. Pretty sure he didnt quite hear JELLO... So we told him that Jode probably isnt as good as jello, but then they brought in this chewy jello and we all took that back.. ha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went over there saturday and sat there, and his nurse was korean, or chinese?? I dont know she just couldnt speak very good english and she said something and Lance yells "what are you saying about a bartender??" I wish I could remember what she really did say... It was pretty funny... Then we got out the scope Lance won and messed around with that a little while, before we got to go get the girls.. Since they are minors I got to go past security and get them when they come off the plane.. I was standing right by the door waiting.. They had to be the last ones off... When I saw them walking down the ramp I started waving, and they just stared at me like I was crazy.. Till they figured out who I was.. But it was so good to spend some time with them... We went over there for a little while Sunday but there was so many people in there, we didnt stay too long.. But it was good to be with him again.. We talked about whats goin on in my life, and he asked for one of my cd's so I think my dad is taking one up.. He's still not feeling much, but started physical therapy yesterday... He called my mom to wish her a happy birthday and told her it was a rough day and he was pretty sore, but they put him in his wheelchair and he got to go outside.. So I know what I'm doin next time I go up.. Hes kinda getting his fine motor skills in his hands back... He had his hat there and had it on and was adjusting the brim of it, and he can put his oxygen mask on and off, but not using his fingers just his fist... But that should come back with therapy.. I can't believe how much better he gets everytime I see him.. It amazes me.. We got to take the sacrament again on Sunday and this time my parents were there, and they also have a service thats like 30 minutes we went to for a lil bit when he got his bath.. Its pretty neat... Well thats about it about Lance.. I'm starting a new somewhat job helpin my friend out at his diesel shop a couple hours a week to make up for the saturdays I've missed at Remax so thats been letting me go up and see him which is nice... So I go in tomorrow.. Other than that same ol life.. I've been up to Enterprise a lot seein friends I havent gotten to in a while, so thats been really nice.. I miss it up there... I forgot how much I loved it when I moved down here, I wish I could have my old house back.. I've had some good times in that house.. That was the best a couple years ago to come home and go hang out with all my friends up there, and not worry about driving or anything.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But thats about it for now... I wont be able to go see Lance this weekend or the next... My dad has to talk in church next sunday.. lol... But I will make sure I'm up the next... I hate not seeing him... Its funny because I've gone years without seeing him and then this happens and it makes you realize you have to enjoy every minute.. So its been nice seeing Lance and Tavia quite a bit.. It sucks they live so far away... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will keep you all updated on everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-5160532891732339188?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5160532891732339188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/5160532891732339188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/5160532891732339188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-update.html' title='Another update'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SnooNslZgVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/nKrKK7FozUs/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx+(1)ss' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-6107073640604980713</id><published>2009-07-26T20:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:39:49.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just got back from Salt Lake</title><content type='html'>So this one will be quick, cuz my mom and I just got back from Salt Lake with Lance and I'm exhausted... We would stay in his room at night as long as we could, and be there by 8:30 so I'm tired... But it was soo good to see him again.. He was doing sooo well.. Friday and Saturday he was pretty sleepy but would talk to me a little... He was kinda funny.. Hes a little out of it still, so he told me about the 12 people he saw kinda over him and then held his arms out about a foot apart and said they are about this tall... Which I'm going with the idea that they are people watching over him.. Especially thinking its Grandpa Hunt sitting right there with him, and I told him that... Then me and my dad were in with him and he reached his hand up to his mask on him, and I said do ya got an itch? And he nodded ya so me and my dad itched around his mask and he kinda looked funny and reached his hand up to my nose and said no there.. Dork.. He also had an itch he said in the crack of his nose, so I'm itchin inside and he keeps sayin higher, so I'm pretty much pickin his nose by then and he said no on the outside crack.. We got a laugh out of that one.. It just puts a grin on my face to hear his goofy little laugh he has.. Its my favorite right now, becuz we all need a good laugh.. He told my dad happy birthday and my mom told him they had gone out to dinner with Ryan and Tammy a while ago and the waitress automatically gave him the senior discount and he laughed and said thats pretty funny.. He told me today that he misses his kids... And we talked about what amazing kids he has.. He has 5.. Makayla, Meghan, Lane, Kyler, and Kaitlyn.. They are sport playin fools and they hunt EVERYTHING!! I get pictures sent to my phone all the time with something one of the kids shot.. They love it.. So we talked a lot about that.. I'm surprised how much he talked to me.. And it made me feel so much at peace.. This weekend has helped me so much being there with him that long.. I was standing over him and he woke up and looked at me and I asked what he needed and he said I just wanted to make sure you were still there... I know he likes anyone in there with him, but that made me feel like I was 10 feet tall.. I loved it.. We had a really spiritual experience today.. Me and his mom were in with him and I saw a couple in church clothes with the sacrament.. And mentioned it to him and he said go get them.. So I double checked with his nurse(which he wasnt to fond of the one he had today.. she wasnt as nice) that he could take it, and she said yes.. So they were just going to see someone else and would be in and he kept sayin "Are they comin?" And wanted them in there right away, but then grabbed me down so I could hear thru his mask and asked what was on tv (he had just asked for it to be turned on and he was turned so he couldnt see it) and I said cycling, and he said, "good I didnt want it to be girls in bikini's or something bad!" And I about died laughing.. Hes a crack up sometimes.. But they came in and we all took it and me and his mom helped him take it and it was so spiritual.. I got the comfort that I really needed and was so happy that I got to be there... I needed that becuz I was so sad knowing I was coming home today, I could live on his couch in his room and be content.. Just to be there makes me feel like I'm doing something, so today was hard until then.. It was hard still sayin bye but much better.. They brought in his food when I was there(this isnt short huh?) and he asked what it was and she said roast, carrots, mashed potatoes, soup and pears.. Sounds good right?? WRONG! They lifted up the plate and its all pured.. YUCK! He started getting a lil pnenomina(hope you can read that) But I think its gone now, but they are still careful with solid foods.. And he was so funny.. He said let me see it, and saw it and said no way.. Thats mush.. I  kept sayin Lance just try it and hed shut his mouth, and shake nu uh! Lol.. I kept sayin member how you tell your kids they need to eat, well little sisters makin you eat.. And he said just bring me like half a can of pears and thats it.. Dork.. Hes like they cook all the food, stick it in a blender, then go WHEEEEEE (making the blending noise) Ha ha.. Then my parents came in and we were still talking bout it and said would you eat that crap??? Well when they came in I had to leave cuz we can only have 2 still, and mom said to tell him bye cuz we were headed home.. And I walked over to him and he kinda reached his arms out to hug me and I leaned down and said I will come back up and told him I love him, and I dont think I've ever heard that from him and he said Love you too.. Makes me teary eyed now thinkin about it.. I've never gotten that close to Lance cuz hes always lived so far away and hes ten years older, and I felt so close today.. I love him so much and see him progressing.. I was amazed how much we talked today.. He's usually too tired.. So I was so happy.. I cant wait to get back up there, but not sure when I will be able to. They are starting him on physical therapy I think tomorrow, and my dad talked to the doctor and I think they said after that its 1 to 3 months of therapy and if thats good he gets to go home.. So thats good, even tho he will be farther away from me.. When we left today I heard Miley Cyrus's the Climb and told my mom he needs to hear that, so I think when hes feelin better I'm gonna write him a letter and put the lyrics in it, and my mom says if hes not too embarrased I could sing it to him.. But dont know if he would like that much.. But the message is incredible and its just an amazing song and its good for everyone going thru some hard times to hear it and really listen.. But I need to go get some sleep.. Thats all I really remember and know so far, but will keep you all posted on what I hear..&lt;div&gt;Love you all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-6107073640604980713?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6107073640604980713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-got-back-from-salt-lake.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/6107073640604980713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/6107073640604980713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-got-back-from-salt-lake.html' title='Just got back from Salt Lake'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-8592931386392580922</id><published>2009-07-22T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T19:42:56.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Lance</title><content type='html'>So i went up to see lance last nite with carson and to bring home my mom... And i have to say im pretty proud of myself...  I only got teary eyed a couple times while in his room.. We made it up in time to see him for a few minutes before the nurses kicked us out.. They make everyone leave the patients from between 7 and 8 30 am and pm.. We didnt think we'd see him before 7 but we did, i was asking the whole way up "how much longer?" "are we gonna make it" "i have to see him before 8 30" im sure carson loved the drive up there.. But we both saw him and sat with him for a few minutes.. Then went to dinner for my dads birthday which is today.. Happy birthday dad.. and went back at 8 30, and everyone let me stay with him the whole time i was at the hospital.. from 8 30 to about 11 or so.. so im grateful for that.. i wanted all the time i could get with him... i told him how everyones been praying for him and asking about him, and tho he didnt talk much, to sleepy from all the medication, he nodded and said ya.. i talked to him for a little bit but could tell he was tired, so i just sat there and rubbed his hand and arm.. my mom told me that the whole time shes in there shes been rubbing it, he really likes it.. so i took on the duty of the hand rubbing, im thinking thats coming from years of all of us gettin tickled by grandma.. she spoiled us.. he had a bit of a temperture last nite, but thats gone away today... hes hooked up to so many wires, that i just stared at the screen most of the time to see what each line meant, and made sure since i know so much about hospitals and where all the levels are suppose to be, not.. i would see his breaths per minute drop and panic, then actually saw he was breathing and calmed down.. obviously not an accurate reading.. but i jumped right up and stood right next to him.. ha ha im sure he was sick of me by the time i left.. but o well.. i took him up a dr pepper, his favorite drink, in a bottle and got told by him and the nurses that it had to be in a cup with ice from the fountain, hes a picky little butt... i know hes been craving one.. they just wanted to make sure he was eating and swallowing today before he could get one... but i talked to my dad today and said hes eaten a little and drank.. they gave him a lunch but he didnt eat much, im sure it still hurts.. but its a blessing that hes already able to eat.. and they sat him up all the way today, and dad said he did really good till the last little bit of it and then it made him pretty sore, but im sure he liked being able to sit up after lying down in pretty much one position for a couple days.. before his surgery he told mom that he was tired of looking at ceiling tiles, cuz he was all the way flat on the bed, so i said id bring a life size picture of me to hang on the ceiling didnt hear his reaction to that one, but im sure he thought i was pretty retarded.. but hey i think thats a pretty good picture to look at =) ... they are still saying that he probably wont walk, but we are all really optimistic about it and know that miracles happen everyday.. so we keep hoping for the best, and i hope he is too... its going to be a big life style adjustment for everyone but we are all preparing ourselves for the next few months to do anything we can to help out.. my dad has been up with him the whole time since sunday, and im sure will be up there most of the time with him.. lance has been wanting him with him the majority of the time, which i would want my daddy too.. so i think thats helped him a lot.. my moms heading back up there friday morning with my grandma to see him and will come back sunday.. we dont know if my dad will bring her back and come for a day or so then head up there agian, or im hoping i get to go up saturday after work and stay till sunday nite.. i feel like i need to be up there, but know i need to be helping at the resturant, but its hard not driving up there no matter what to be with him.. i know hed do the same for me..  but i told my keelie that im going to try and be up there as often as possible.. i had a hard time coming home today, and cried when we had to leave this morning.. which im sure thats also coming from a lack of sleep, i havent slept much since it happened.. but then had a hard time working today.. my mind is always on lance, so i made a lot of mistakes today and im sure made work harder on carson and rochelle i just am having a hard time functioning being back home.. but am grateful i got to see him even if it was just for a couple hours..  but i know we are all going to get thru this we just have to be there for eachother thru it all and we will be fine.. and i know that lance and keelie are amazingly strong and will get thru this too... lance has been thru a lot in his life and has came out so much stronger... and i admire him so much for it.. things like this really make you realize how life can change in a heartbeat and we have to cherish every moment... i appreciate everyones love and concerns.. we have been getting emails or calls left and right, especially my parents with a ton of support from everywhere.. and its gratefully appreciated.. we have even had people taking care of my dads hayfields.. talk about support.. i will keep everyone informed on everything thats going on here and facebook.. i love you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-8592931386392580922?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8592931386392580922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/07/update-on-lance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/8592931386392580922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/8592931386392580922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/07/update-on-lance.html' title='Update on Lance'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-6974841008290250472</id><published>2009-07-19T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T12:27:01.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Lance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SmNzTLRvmEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/T-k_NEbm49A/s1600-h/mixture+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360254754782943298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SmNzTLRvmEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/T-k_NEbm49A/s320/mixture+114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today has been full of emotion.. I got a call from my mom today that my oldest brother Lance rolled his water truck at work. He is being life flighted right now to I'm not sure what hospital, but says that his legs are numb.. We are thinking that there is a chance he mite not be able to walk again, but we are all hopeful.. My parents are getting ready to head up to Salt Lake now to be with him, and its hard to not jump in the car and go to.. But I know I cant.. Lance lives in Roosevelt so I never really get to see him that much. It really makes me stop and think about how I think that my problems are the most important thing in the world and something like that happens.. Talk about an eye opener.. I'm really hoping that everything goes well, and its just shock thats making his legs numb.. Hes been really watched out for in his life.. He went through some rough times when he was younger, and then a few years ago he got a couple of his fingers cut off in a rock crusher, so hes been thru the ringer... So I know hes tough... I just wish I was there to tell him I love him and be there for him. But I'm praying for him with everything I have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-6974841008290250472?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6974841008290250472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/07/pray-for-lance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/6974841008290250472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/6974841008290250472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/07/pray-for-lance.html' title='Pray for Lance'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SmNzTLRvmEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/T-k_NEbm49A/s72-c/mixture+114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-3929026501557207554</id><published>2009-06-27T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T10:44:51.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we are again</title><content type='html'>So I made it to the Showdown on the 4th at the Sunbowl.. Yahoo.. The prelims were very interesting to say the least, but o well.. I cant wait.. I was hoping to have more of my family there, my uncle was going to try to be there from California but couldnt make it.. And my sister was going to try and come but cant.. But I know I will still have people there that I love.. I cant wait.. I'm learning my songs and am going to be ready..&lt;br /&gt;Other than that its about the same, still looking for a full time job, I love the resturant but need full time.. One of these days something will come around.. Its starting to get hard to still be hopeful.. I really need something to get me out of debt faster, but just cant find anything.. And when I feel like something is looking up it falls thru.. Funny how people that are really trying cant get a job, but then other people that really could care less find one in a heartbeat.. Tell me how thats fair? Drives me nuts... O well&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to learn who in my life is really there for me, and whos not thats for sure.. Far too many times I've found I have a lot of fake people in my life, and I'm seeing that again, only this time I just laugh.. Its starting to just get kinda funny.. So right now I'm just trying to take one day at a time and get thru them... Some are easier than others and some I still really struggle with, but I guess its the struggles that get us to each happy moment... And sometimes a good cry is what we all need..&lt;br /&gt;My neices are coming down for a week, and I cant wait.. They are so cute, and I dont get to see them enough.. So this week will be fun with them around.. I hope that Lance's 2 girls will be able to come down for a few days also..&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for now.. I will let you know how the 4th goes.. I'm sure I will get some pictures posted up also.&lt;br /&gt;Tac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-3929026501557207554?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3929026501557207554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-we-are-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/3929026501557207554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/3929026501557207554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-we-are-again.html' title='Here we are again'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-6932058765068007379</id><published>2009-06-20T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T08:40:48.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Showdown</title><content type='html'>So I made it past the first round of the showdown... They called me last monday and told me that I will be singing at the prelims on Monday the 22nd at the Elks lodge... I'm excited.. Mika made it too, so I'm excited she will be there to help me!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have my songs picked out and have been practicing and feeling good about them until yesterday... I have been feeling popping in my ears and some pressure, and have talked to the doctor a few times and they just said it was fluid, got me some nose spray and away I went... But after the spray was gone it has come back, slight at first, but it hit hard yesterday... I woke up with the worst pressure in my ears and I could feel them and now my nose draining, and to top it off my throat had a tickle... So I called the doctor and got more nose spray and he told me to start on a decongestant.. And today my throat is even more scratchy... So I'm taking vitamin c every hour, benedryl, when im not at work, a decongestant, plus the nose spray, and probably going to start drinking lemon water with honey.. There is no way I'm going to sing Monday sick, so I'm doing everything I can to knock it out of me... Its kinda funny cuz I swear everytime I know I'm going to sing somewhere important I get sick.. O well... haha.. So hopefully its gone by Monday... Cross your fingers..&lt;br /&gt;But I'm way excited to sing.. I have a ton of people helping me with song choices and everything, so I feel good about it! I hope everyone can come out and watch... I think its going to be really fun, just to hear all the talented people we have here in southern utah.. I'm excited to get to know them... I will keep you updated how monday goes, I'm sure next saturday when I'm working at Remax again!&lt;br /&gt;Love Tac!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-6932058765068007379?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6932058765068007379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/showdown.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/6932058765068007379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/6932058765068007379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/showdown.html' title='Showdown'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-636992144562180147</id><published>2009-06-13T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T09:13:49.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello All</title><content type='html'>Here I am again... It a slow day at Remax so I figured I'd blog a little bit.. There really hasnt been anything too exciting happen since the last post, but oh well right...&lt;br /&gt;Well I got another epidural in my neck thursday, still hurts like a bugger, but I can tell a HUGE difference in how my neck is starting to loosen up.. So I will have to deal with the pain cuz they really are worth it.. Hopefully this was my last one in a while, but we'll see...&lt;br /&gt;I got my cd handed in yesterday (very last day to hand it in for the showdown.. whos a procrastinater? Yup that'd be me..) But its in.. So thats good.. I'm not really gonna get my hopes up this year about making it very far.. So we'll see if I even get a call back..&lt;br /&gt;Things with work are doin really well... I'm still at Remax and the resturant, but looking for something full time during the week.. I love working with Carson and Rochelle, I just need something a lil more...&lt;br /&gt;And I finally started physical therapy... hooray! So hopefully I get done with that and can get back into school soon.. I will have to do nite school so I can get a full time job, but thats ok. As long as I'm back and trying to get done with it.&lt;br /&gt;The diet is going really well.. I havent been feeling very well since the epidural and my infusion Wednesday, so I've only been doin sit ups, but I do them forever every nite, and I'm definately sore from them... I just have to remind myself that when I weigh the next morning that I'm gainin muscle cuz I'm not droppin the pounds like I'd like to, but I'm almost in all of my old pants I've had forever, so I know I'm getting results..&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, nothing else is really new... Me and Jordan have just been hangin out watching the finals.. GO MAGIC!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;I really couldnt ask for a better guy in my life, he takes such good care of me... Hes at every doctors appointment, holding my hand when I get stuck with needles, how he can watch is beyond me.. But hes there.. And I thank my Heavenly Father for him every nite... Hes amazing and I couldnt ask for anyone better... I love you babe.. Forever and Ever!!&lt;br /&gt;Well this is a long and boring post.. I lead such an exciting life huh??&lt;br /&gt;Well until next time I love you all~&lt;br /&gt;Tac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-636992144562180147?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/636992144562180147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/636992144562180147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/636992144562180147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-all.html' title='Hello All'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-6233947948118623386</id><published>2009-06-06T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T09:42:54.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SuMmEr FuN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SiqcZZHiHzI/AAAAAAAAANs/WUKCbNhSytA/s1600-h/summer.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344255867881660210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SiqcZZHiHzI/AAAAAAAAANs/WUKCbNhSytA/s320/summer.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow I cant believe how warm its gotten.. whew!! With trying to stay cool in this hot weather me and Jordan have been going down to the virgin river, whether its just to swim at a spot that he found with his parents or to skim board with his new board he got... I actually have given it a try and even tho I'm horrible its pretty fun... I really enjoy it a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some pictures of us at the river in Hurricane... The hike down is so pretty... The hike up the mountain is a lil harder tho... I usually huff and puff it up, but I'm getting better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344251421802042050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SiqYWmLjEsI/AAAAAAAAAMs/2MtIaA_ro5I/s320/sss.bmp" border="0" /&gt; Jordan sculpted my name in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344251913997597362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SiqYzPwHOrI/AAAAAAAAAM0/5grmuShYz5c/s320/untitledaaa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344252692837142050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SiqZglJ7jiI/AAAAAAAAANE/LPToHf8aXmw/s320/untitleddd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hiking up the trail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344253409137934322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SiqaKRlWP_I/AAAAAAAAANU/d4EpaJaAhsk/s320/sdad.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Me and Joss looking for lizards... took us forever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344252936732195170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SiqZuxvCuWI/AAAAAAAAANM/HWzPdMGXbx8/s320/untitledss.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Showing off the beautiful scenery... its kinda dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344253822399101394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SiqaiVGfOdI/AAAAAAAAANc/_JToHAM_Wp0/s320/untitledd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Hanging out in the nice water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344254103634157762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SiqaysyJoMI/AAAAAAAAANk/SVH6d9hnR3E/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Me and Jordan... Fun times... I will put up some pictures of us skim boarding when I get some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-6233947948118623386?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6233947948118623386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/6233947948118623386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/6233947948118623386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-fun.html' title='SuMmEr FuN!!'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SiqcZZHiHzI/AAAAAAAAANs/WUKCbNhSytA/s72-c/summer.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-8917295730769913284</id><published>2009-05-16T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:10:47.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been forever</title><content type='html'>Ok so it's been a long time since I've blogged... Nothing all that exciting has happened lately tho.. I started a new job working Saturdays at Remax and today is my first day all alone.. kinda scary but not bad at all...&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally on my diet... I started this week and after a few gliches getting the diet down I can see results.. I'm losing inches fast... I'm fitting into clothes I havent been able to in a while... I run a mile every day and do Pilates.. And I can feel a huge improvement.. So it wont be too long before I'm back to being bathing suit ready... Thank heavens...&lt;br /&gt;I'm still at the resturant Monday thru Friday... Try working there while on a diet.. LOL.. not fun!But its not been too bad..&lt;br /&gt;I'm still planning on doing the showdown... I just need to make it up to Salt Lake to make my CD.. So gotta work on that.. But it will still be fun.. I know that Mika is doin it this year so that makes it fun for me.&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it in my very exciting life.. not so much...&lt;br /&gt;If something else comes up I'll let ya know!&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;Tac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-8917295730769913284?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8917295730769913284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-forever.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/8917295730769913284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/8917295730769913284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-forever.html' title='Been forever'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-2040272473812109106</id><published>2009-04-12T09:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T09:33:39.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lee Brice and Heidi Newfield</title><content type='html'>So I won tickets on the radio to Lee Brice and Heidi Newfield at the Clark County Fair in Logandale... Me and Jordan drove down after work thursday and hung out at the fair and went to the concert.. It was a blast except for the guys from Enterprise sittin next to us talkin most the time driving me and Jordan nuts... Here are some of the pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323843348850856770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SeIXUaAU00I/AAAAAAAAAMk/wMn5GM9g9_4/s320/Lee+Brice+and+Heidi+Newfield+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lee Brice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323843169733825762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SeIXJ-vf1OI/AAAAAAAAAMc/UO3jQS1CFAA/s320/Lee+Brice+and+Heidi+Newfield+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323842917727070082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SeIW7T8Z54I/AAAAAAAAAMU/wUKajkdjNvw/s320/Lee+Brice+and+Heidi+Newfield+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Heidi Newfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323842599266086722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SeIWoxlY70I/AAAAAAAAAMM/C8jjrY81Re8/s320/Lee+Brice+and+Heidi+Newfield+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323842400889071890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SeIWdOkn6RI/AAAAAAAAAME/VsMIhfeHYBk/s320/Lee+Brice+and+Heidi+Newfield+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323842244930186290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SeIWUJlILDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/THSNctU3B3Q/s320/Lee+Brice+and+Heidi+Newfield+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323842033616213314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SeIWH2X81UI/AAAAAAAAAL0/MSwtKxOVXaM/s320/Lee+Brice+and+Heidi+Newfield+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-2040272473812109106?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2040272473812109106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/04/lee-brice-and-heidi-newfield.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2040272473812109106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2040272473812109106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/04/lee-brice-and-heidi-newfield.html' title='Lee Brice and Heidi Newfield'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SeIXUaAU00I/AAAAAAAAAMk/wMn5GM9g9_4/s72-c/Lee+Brice+and+Heidi+Newfield+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-4525798702388166576</id><published>2009-04-01T20:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:15:41.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St, George Blitz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SdQxp1DSihI/AAAAAAAAALs/Yq8YWUJiIig/s1600-h/Blitz11321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319931654516673042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SdQxp1DSihI/AAAAAAAAALs/Yq8YWUJiIig/s320/Blitz11321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO I GET THE OPPERTUNITY TO SING FOR THE ST. GEORGE BLITZ FOOTBALL TEAM ON APRIL 11TH AT 7:00. I SING THE NATIONAL ANTHEM AND THEN SING AT HALF TIME AND AM WAY EXCITED!!! FROM WHAT IVE HEARD THEY ARE GETTING PRETTY BIG SO IT WILL BE A REALLY GOOD OPPERTUNITY FOR ME... EVERYONE NEEDS TO COME OUT AND WATCH... I WILL HAVE MY WHOLE FAMILY THERE MINUS MY SISTER AND HER LIL FAM.. WHICH IS SAD... BUT LANCE AND HIS WHOLE FAMILY ARE COMING FOR EASTER, SO I'M GLAD THEY ALL GET TO COME AND WATCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND ALSO I START WORKING FOR CARSON'S RESTURANT "THE GRINGO GRILL" MONDAY... WE ARE GETTING EVERYTHING SET UP AND THEN OPEN I THINK FOR SURE TUESDAY... EVERYONE NEEDS TO COME OUT AND TRY THE FOOD... ROCHELLE IS AN AMAZING COOK SO I'M EXCITED... I THINK IT WILL DO REALLY WELL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOPE EVERYONE HAD A GOOD APRIL FOOL'S DAY... I DID MY SHARE OF PRANKS! TOLD MY PARENTS I HAD TO HAVE SURGERY AGAIN, AND CARSON I LOST GIDGET AND ASKED HIM TO COME FIND HER WITH ME.. LOL =)... BUT CARSON GOT ME BACK SAYING THAT I HAD TO WORK SATURDAY CUZ MY WHOLE FAMILY (COUSINS AND ALL) ARE COMIN TO EAT SATURDAY AND HE SAID HE NEEDED ME WHEN I SANG... I COULDNT TELL IF HE WAS SERIOUS OR NOT.. SO IT KINDA UPSET ME A LIL.. BUT IT WAS JUST ANOTHER JOKE... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOPE EVERYONE ELSE GOT THEIR SHARE OF PRANKS IN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WELL ITS OFF TO BED I GO!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE YOU ALL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-4525798702388166576?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4525798702388166576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/04/st-george-blitz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/4525798702388166576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/4525798702388166576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/04/st-george-blitz.html' title='St, George Blitz'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SdQxp1DSihI/AAAAAAAAALs/Yq8YWUJiIig/s72-c/Blitz11321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-8476711703935873394</id><published>2009-03-18T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:37:38.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A girls gotta have her friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE_OIHKMkI/AAAAAAAAALc/qBPiopvFaI0/s1600-h/mcremember0404.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314598547202126402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE_OIHKMkI/AAAAAAAAALc/qBPiopvFaI0/s320/mcremember0404.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE-29dz7DI/AAAAAAAAALU/m1uVdQwTjLY/s1600-h/l_e7b941bc0f6f874f5bd2ab6f0faf877f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314598149207354418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE-29dz7DI/AAAAAAAAALU/m1uVdQwTjLY/s320/l_e7b941bc0f6f874f5bd2ab6f0faf877f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE-hx_W1eI/AAAAAAAAALM/42FdXZLEA50/s1600-h/n798490219_1502594_2036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314597785349576162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE-hx_W1eI/AAAAAAAAALM/42FdXZLEA50/s320/n798490219_1502594_2036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE9yLP2svI/AAAAAAAAALE/6CCmCdA8Gog/s1600-h/l_31017e05b7edcc9249e3bd942eb6ccd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314596967495938802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE9yLP2svI/AAAAAAAAALE/6CCmCdA8Gog/s320/l_31017e05b7edcc9249e3bd942eb6ccd2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE9rB6XsKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tZsd74nT0ew/s1600-h/07-07-07_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314596844730822818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE9rB6XsKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tZsd74nT0ew/s320/07-07-07_0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE9cFX0wOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Ibmw5GazAMc/s1600-h/l_00edd8f3f4847859b449559ce9cda0d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314596587961630946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE9cFX0wOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Ibmw5GazAMc/s320/l_00edd8f3f4847859b449559ce9cda0d2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE9JSMD8HI/AAAAAAAAAKs/iAKXPMblOHs/s1600-h/l_8a73684cb3d58e06dfd299a604ce9f1c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314596264984440946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE9JSMD8HI/AAAAAAAAAKs/iAKXPMblOHs/s320/l_8a73684cb3d58e06dfd299a604ce9f1c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE7dypZxkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JY-0BTGnQWQ/s1600-h/leanne143.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314594418271569474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 64px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE7dypZxkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JY-0BTGnQWQ/s320/leanne143.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE THE BEST FRIENDS A GIRL COULD EVER ASK FOR! THEY HAVE DONE SO MUCH FOR ME! I LOVE YOU ALL WITH ALL MY HEART....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/5768653308533227007-8476711703935873394?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8476711703935873394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/03/girls-gotta-have-her-friends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/8476711703935873394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/8476711703935873394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/03/girls-gotta-have-her-friends.html' title='A girls gotta have her friends'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/ScE_OIHKMkI/AAAAAAAAALc/qBPiopvFaI0/s72-c/mcremember0404.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-2473301651935965561</id><published>2009-03-12T13:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:27:51.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~..Fishing..~</title><content type='html'>So we went fishing the past couple days at a pond in Hurricane, heres a couple pictures of what we caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SblvhUNZC2I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Qf9EHW1Xmo4/s1600-h/jordansfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312399853611453282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SblvhUNZC2I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Qf9EHW1Xmo4/s320/jordansfish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The nasty catfish. We tied a hook the nite before on the dock, and came back to find this guy on there... Scared me half to death when I pulled it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SblvWx6HmJI/AAAAAAAAAKU/-Og9TO5fh4M/s1600-h/jordans+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312399672605120658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SblvWx6HmJI/AAAAAAAAAKU/-Og9TO5fh4M/s320/jordans+fish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jordan got a bigun!!!! This thing was so heavy, but my dad can't wait to cook it up and taste it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/Sbluyx_1O5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/_pUSBp82yV0/s1600-h/adfga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312399054153792402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/Sbluyx_1O5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/_pUSBp82yV0/s320/adfga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is sad, but this is the biggest fish I've caught... My family aren't fishermen... We gave up on it a long time ago cuz we never caught anything... Can you tell I rolled out of bed and went out there?? SCARY!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-2473301651935965561?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2473301651935965561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/03/fishing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2473301651935965561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2473301651935965561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/03/fishing.html' title='~..Fishing..~'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SblvhUNZC2I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Qf9EHW1Xmo4/s72-c/jordansfish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-7630610839455441312</id><published>2009-03-10T09:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T09:36:40.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 23rd</title><content type='html'>A few pictures from my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaVYvEsPrI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xgcgZwSaO9c/s1600-h/My+Birthday+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311597062715621042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaVYvEsPrI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xgcgZwSaO9c/s320/My+Birthday+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday-Gettn ready to out for dinner Saturday nite.....(jordan please dont kill me for puttn this up k?lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaVKkrus1I/AAAAAAAAAJw/7MTWHA-P3FQ/s1600-h/My+Birthday+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311596819408401234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaVKkrus1I/AAAAAAAAAJw/7MTWHA-P3FQ/s320/My+Birthday+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Autum telln Jordan "don't you DARE take a picture of me.. See he doesnt listen either =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaVEdqOTdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/6-HQ28n_9uc/s1600-h/My+Birthday+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311596714443820498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaVEdqOTdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/6-HQ28n_9uc/s320/My+Birthday+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kelton hangin out Saturday nite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaU9kXnTeI/AAAAAAAAAJg/udt9ymyGsgo/s1600-h/My+Birthday+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311596595985731042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaU9kXnTeI/AAAAAAAAAJg/udt9ymyGsgo/s320/My+Birthday+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday-ITS MY BIRTHDAY!! lol! The cake my mom thought of... do you love the dead rabbit?? notice its even the winnie the poo rabbit.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaUvtCAo0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/e7QbtCNmIUo/s1600-h/My+Birthday+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311596357792867138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaUvtCAo0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/e7QbtCNmIUo/s320/My+Birthday+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O it aint easy bein cheesy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaUgSFUeEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kU0Bt8wlMyA/s1600-h/My+Birthday+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311596092860954690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaUgSFUeEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kU0Bt8wlMyA/s320/My+Birthday+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jordan and tosh, they look so excited don't they??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311595433682178930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaT56c2k3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/dvhFLChcRqU/s320/My+Birthday+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and Brandi... Yup she loves me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311598579363564466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaWxBBvS7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Tmm-vH0TSek/s320/My+Birthday+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Shawnee and Hettie... Dont think Het was ready for the picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaTe1phdzI/AAAAAAAAAJA/OlBgn5uSg_Y/s1600-h/My+Birthday+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311594968536676146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaTe1phdzI/AAAAAAAAAJA/OlBgn5uSg_Y/s320/My+Birthday+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Autie and Adam... He's lovin that burger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a lot of fun the whole weekend of my birthday.. Thanks to those who came and made it super special for me!! I LOVE YOU ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-7630610839455441312?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7630610839455441312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-23rd.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/7630610839455441312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/7630610839455441312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-23rd.html' title='My 23rd'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbaVYvEsPrI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xgcgZwSaO9c/s72-c/My+Birthday+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-2910767745757299807</id><published>2009-03-07T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T09:08:04.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feedin the Ducks</title><content type='html'>A pond out on a golf course in Bloominton Hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310488915784499394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbKliGD8AMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/SZJKS7AVtT8/s320/Feedin+the+Ducks+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were everywhere, they'd even go out in the road, and you know me I was flippin out wantin them to get out of the road so they didnt get hit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbKlrTQgqbI/AAAAAAAAAII/enf53Ozi9cc/s1600-h/Feedin+the+Ducks+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310489073945717170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbKlrTQgqbI/AAAAAAAAAII/enf53Ozi9cc/s320/Feedin+the+Ducks+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan Feedin a duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310489323256307858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbKl50AyYJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/hEgIirIc6EY/s320/Feedin+the+Ducks+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thoughts from Carson--AAAAAAAFFFFFFFLLLLLLLAAAAAACCCCCCCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310489586956383090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbKmJKXyM3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/9tWbtL7GZHY/s320/Feedin+the+Ducks+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Feedin the ducky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310490324239798130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbKm0E92T3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/NoAdfabxxiI/s320/Feedin+the+Ducks+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;These swans were so pretty, I cant believe how big they are.. They'd get some bread and hold it under the water and swim away so the other ducks wouldnt grab it from them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310490849752548594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbKnSqp2hPI/AAAAAAAAAIo/MNAFS0gZ_O4/s320/Feedin+the+Ducks+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Tonniquent (cant spell that) pond, at the park they have out there &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310491274675581202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbKnrZnZcRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1aJRf3w8nB8/s320/Feedin+the+Ducks+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Its kinda blurry, but you can see all the gold fish... They'd come up and eat the bread too... There were so many of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310492549483912642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbKo1mpY3cI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tdMkYvT7AhU/s320/Feedin+the+Ducks+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I've never had quail come up this close... They would come and eat the bread... There were tons of them too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/5768653308533227007-2910767745757299807?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2910767745757299807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/03/feedin-ducks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2910767745757299807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2910767745757299807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/03/feedin-ducks.html' title='Feedin the Ducks'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SbKliGD8AMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/SZJKS7AVtT8/s72-c/Feedin+the+Ducks+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-2158255902436675527</id><published>2009-03-01T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:58:20.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CUTE PICTURE HOLDERS</title><content type='html'>OK SO MY MOM SAW THIS IDEA OF DECORATING THESE CLIPS AND MAKING THEM INTO PICTURE HOLDERS, OR THEY CAN EVEN HOLD YOUR MAIL.. PRETTY MUCH ANYTHING THAT YOU WANT THEM TO HOLD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308417596677059346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SatJrdFecxI/AAAAAAAAAHY/C_eKPuhs3q0/s320/untitledmm.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE'S A FEW OF THEM THAT I MADE, I HAVE A TON MORE THO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SatKV8UDu3I/AAAAAAAAAHw/wB64k1v8-MA/s1600-h/untitle987.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308418326614227826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SatKV8UDu3I/AAAAAAAAAHw/wB64k1v8-MA/s320/untitle987.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVORITES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SatJ4fN6q6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/npHTNPcxXGU/s1600-h/mnmn.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308417820587633570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SatJ4fN6q6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/npHTNPcxXGU/s320/mnmn.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS ONE IS MY VERY FAVORITE... GOTTA LOVE TOMBSTONE.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308418723787851362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SatKtD5oRmI/AAAAAAAAAH4/FshsBlr32UE/s320/untitled,m.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;AND HERE ARE A COUPLE AFTER YOU PUT THE PICTURES IN THEM..  ITS A PRETTY SIMPLE IDEA... I CAN MAKE ONE FOR ANYTHING YA LIKE... IF YOU LIKE ANY OF THESE LET ME KNOW... AND IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS FOR OTHER ONES I'D LOVE TO HEAR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/5768653308533227007-2158255902436675527?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2158255902436675527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/03/cute-picture-holders.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2158255902436675527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2158255902436675527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/03/cute-picture-holders.html' title='CUTE PICTURE HOLDERS'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SatJrdFecxI/AAAAAAAAAHY/C_eKPuhs3q0/s72-c/untitledmm.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-8927927969205070238</id><published>2009-02-23T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:52:28.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~...ShOwDoWn TiMe...~</title><content type='html'>SO I DECIDED I'M TRYING OUT FOR THE SHOWDOWN THIS YEAR! AND I CANT WAIT!!! I KNOW ITS WAY EARLY, BUT THE LAST TIME I TRIED OUT I DIDNT DECIDE IT TILL THE DAY THE DEMO NEEDED TO BE TURNED IN AND I ONLY HAD 1 SONG ON MY CD AND I NEEDED 2... SO THEY DIDNT CONSIDER ME CUZ OF THAT.. SO THIS YEAR IM NOT GONNA PROCRASTINATE AND GONNA GET IT DONE EARLY...&lt;br /&gt;I'M GONNA SING CRAZY I KNOW THAT... BUT DONT KNOW WHAT TO SING FOR THE OTHER ONE... I NEED SOME GOOD IDEAS...&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE I MAKE IT TO THE 4TH SO I CAN SING AT THE SUNBOWL AND THEN WATCH FIREWORKS.. ITS GONNA BE SO FUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-8927927969205070238?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8927927969205070238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/02/showdown-time.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/8927927969205070238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/8927927969205070238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/02/showdown-time.html' title='~...ShOwDoWn TiMe...~'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-9115909993580962023</id><published>2009-02-18T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:31:19.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SZxg8_qH94I/AAAAAAAAAGg/mJBE8hBOZ3o/s1600-h/l_aa06668d892f8e70d03f8eb813057dd11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304221062132135810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SZxg8_qH94I/AAAAAAAAAGg/mJBE8hBOZ3o/s320/l_aa06668d892f8e70d03f8eb813057dd11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;SO I'M NOT SURE WHY, BUT LATELY I'VE BEEN THINKIN A LOT ABOUT TYREL.. MAYBE ITS CUZ HES ALMOST BEEN GONE 5 YEARS AND THATS CRAZY TO ME..  BUT I JUST CANT HELP WONDERING WHAT HE'D BE DOIN... HE TOLD ME RIGHT BEFORE HE DIED THAT HE WASNT REALLY SURE WHAT HE WAS GONNA DO AFTER HIGH SCHOOL, THAT MAYBE HE WOULD JUST WAIT TO GO TO SCHOOL AND JUST HELP HIS DAD RANCH, AND THEN RODEO...  ITS SO WEIRD TO THINK THAT HE REALLY DIDNT PLAN THAT FAR AHEAD.. WONDER IF THAT WAS FOR A REASON... I MISS BEING ABLE TO TALK TO HIM.. HE ALWAYS WAS ABLE TO CHEER ME UP WITH THAT GOOFY SMILE... HE WAS AN AMAZING PERSON AND A GOOD FRIEND AND I REALLY WISH HE HAD MORE TIME ON THIS EARTH TO STICK AROUND AND HELP ME THRU SOME THINGS... I DONT THINK HE EVER KNEW HOW MUCH HE REALLY DID... WE WERENT EVEN ALL THAT GREAT OF FRIENDS, BUT JUST THE LITTLE THINGS HE DID FOR EVERYONE SHOWS ME WHAT A GREAT PERSON HE TRUELY WAS... AND I KNOW HES DOIN AMAZING WORK ON THE OTHER SIDE.. HOPE YOUR LOOKIN OUT FOR ME BUDDY.. I ALWAYS FIGURED THAT U, UR GRAMPS AND MINE WOULD BE UP IN HEAVEN TALKIN ABOUT HORSES AND FARMIN... MISS YA BUDDIE!! MORE THAN I COULD EVER EXPLAIN! RIP TYREL TERRY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-9115909993580962023?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/9115909993580962023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/02/rip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/9115909993580962023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/9115909993580962023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/02/rip.html' title='RIP'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SZxg8_qH94I/AAAAAAAAAGg/mJBE8hBOZ3o/s72-c/l_aa06668d892f8e70d03f8eb813057dd11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-1593277625203195423</id><published>2009-02-14T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:37:40.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Bout Them Cowgirls</title><content type='html'>Boy, she don't need you and she don't need me&lt;br /&gt;She can do just fine on her own two feet&lt;br /&gt;But she wants a man who wants her to be herself&lt;br /&gt;And she'll never change, don't know how to hide&lt;br /&gt;Her stubborn will or her fightin' side&lt;br /&gt;But you treat her right and she'll love you like no one else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, how 'bout them cowgirls&lt;br /&gt;Boys ain't they somethin'&lt;br /&gt;Sure are some proud girls&lt;br /&gt;But you can't beat their lovin'&lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell you right now girls&lt;br /&gt;May just be seven wonders of this big, old round world&lt;br /&gt;But how 'bout them cowgirls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-1593277625203195423?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1593277625203195423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-bout-them-cowgirls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/1593277625203195423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/1593277625203195423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-bout-them-cowgirls.html' title='How Bout Them Cowgirls'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-5688870756712993854</id><published>2009-02-10T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T16:29:45.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowgirl Smarts</title><content type='html'>SO I'VE BEEN READING THIS BOOK CALLED COWGIRL SMARTS, HOW TO ROPE A KICK-ASS LIFE AND LOVE IT!! I THOUGHT I WOULD PUT A COUPLE GOOD QUOTES IN IT FOR YA... I RECOMMEND THIS BOOK TO ANY WOMAN, NOT JUST COWGIRLS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS SADDLE YOUR OWN HORSE, DONT EXPECT OTHERS TO DO IT FOR YOU. THAT WAY IF YOUR CINCH IS LOOSE, OR YOUR SADDLE TURNS YOU HAVE NO ONE TO BLAME BUT YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;--- CONNIE REEVES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS LIKE RIDING BALANCED IN THE SADDLE-- IT REQUIRES A LOT OF PRACTICE TO AQUIRE AND WORK TO MAINTAIN. ONCE YOU FIND YOUR BALANCE, STIRRUPS AND A SADDLE BECOME UNNECESSARY&lt;br /&gt;---ADELE VON PARKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT WORRY ABOUT BITING OFF MORE THAN YOU CAN CHEW, YOUR MOUTH'S PROBABLY BIGGER THAN YOU THINK.&lt;br /&gt;---MS. WILLIAM MANIX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WILL NEVER SEE A HYSTERICAL, DULL-EYED WOMAN IN THE SADDLE.&lt;br /&gt;--ALICE GREENOUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NUMBER OF YEARS I LIVE IS NOT IMPORTANT AS WHETHER OF NOT I'VE LIVED THEM FULLY. FOR REGARDLESS OF MY AGE OR TIME OF DEATH, I WANNA DIE WITH MY BOOTS ON&lt;br /&gt;--DORA RHOADS WALDROP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-5688870756712993854?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5688870756712993854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/02/cowgirl-smarts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/5688870756712993854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/5688870756712993854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/02/cowgirl-smarts.html' title='Cowgirl Smarts'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-3097612734499015814</id><published>2009-02-10T17:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:16:21.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job</title><content type='html'>So I kinda have a new job I guess.... I help my moms friend Arlynn around her house pretty much anything she asks me to do... But so far Ive sorted thru pictures, played on Itunes, and went shopping for a whole day.. Kinda a easy job so far... But its fun.. I love Arlynn, her and her husband have been my parents friends ever since I can remember so its fun to be around her, and her kids...&lt;br /&gt;She has about a million dogs, and they must smell Gidget cuz the minute I get there they come up running and licking... So its fun...&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much get paid to hang out and talk to her.. So I love it!&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it for now!&lt;br /&gt;Tac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-3097612734499015814?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3097612734499015814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/3097612734499015814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/3097612734499015814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-job.html' title='New Job'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-7457502139046067224</id><published>2009-01-30T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:44:11.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-Jys8BmNI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IL1icpQoEME/s1600-h/l_f55e6a32d676d8e10803ef447d1c35b7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300606790587750610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-Jys8BmNI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IL1icpQoEME/s320/l_f55e6a32d676d8e10803ef447d1c35b7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Playin on Angelica's sons tractor.. he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-JhdHNHTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KScEHNR-4JY/s1600-h/l_2225fd4ea282820c54c1d5055cedd2ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-JbMnUz6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/Q3GqoVRA0Ic/s1600-h/l_16b18fc6945bb30321f0ddcb46664c05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300606386774003618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-JbMnUz6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/Q3GqoVRA0Ic/s320/l_16b18fc6945bb30321f0ddcb46664c05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              Goin bowling with Dac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-JXFrOzLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/KrW_Y9z3zsI/s1600-h/l_9db69ab7ab85c81b529a45670c71b6ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300606316191861938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-JXFrOzLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/KrW_Y9z3zsI/s320/l_9db69ab7ab85c81b529a45670c71b6ff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Sea World w the Fam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-JTT1GNgI/AAAAAAAAAFg/jsc9WlHhR14/s1600-h/l_8da29b962123bb3ecc1ec89ae0cdb747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300606251271861762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-JTT1GNgI/AAAAAAAAAFg/jsc9WlHhR14/s320/l_8da29b962123bb3ecc1ec89ae0cdb747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Hangin out on the beach in San Diego w my mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-JP_QO-mI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EdYlIdpAWG4/s1600-h/l_8a73684cb3d58e06dfd299a604ce9f1c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300606194208930402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-JP_QO-mI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EdYlIdpAWG4/s320/l_8a73684cb3d58e06dfd299a604ce9f1c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        With Dac and her friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-JLm4nqNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iGULbCXr1l8/s1600-h/l_00edd8f3f4847859b449559ce9cda0d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300606118947956946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-JLm4nqNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iGULbCXr1l8/s320/l_00edd8f3f4847859b449559ce9cda0d2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  Out shootin rabbits w Ang and Breanne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-I-5gvLWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ei73FHprBZw/s1600-h/06-15-07_1748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300605900609760610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-I-5gvLWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ei73FHprBZw/s320/06-15-07_1748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           Drinkin a yummy daquari at Texas Roadhouse w my parents(yes its virgin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SYOerxO8_dI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0FFsWLgdJWE/s1600-h/Picnik+collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-7457502139046067224?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7457502139046067224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/01/memories.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/7457502139046067224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/7457502139046067224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/01/memories.html' title='Fun memories'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-Jys8BmNI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IL1icpQoEME/s72-c/l_f55e6a32d676d8e10803ef447d1c35b7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-5498713606101567832</id><published>2009-01-29T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:33:39.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gidget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SYJQwQdWXjI/AAAAAAAAACA/ldjXF-8Nqkg/s1600-h/l_ca711ccbb205cc6e570b3ba87e75f40a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296884901723135538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SYJQwQdWXjI/AAAAAAAAACA/ldjXF-8Nqkg/s320/l_ca711ccbb205cc6e570b3ba87e75f40a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I needed to put a picture of my baby on here... Shes my whole world... She always keeps me laughing and I'm thankful for her everyday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-5498713606101567832?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5498713606101567832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/01/meet-gidget.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/5498713606101567832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/5498713606101567832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/01/meet-gidget.html' title='Gidget'/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SYJQwQdWXjI/AAAAAAAAACA/ldjXF-8Nqkg/s72-c/l_ca711ccbb205cc6e570b3ba87e75f40a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768653308533227007.post-2439605470738997244</id><published>2009-01-29T13:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:36:20.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I decided that I need to get on here.... I grew up in Enterprise and LOVED it!!! Its a very small town and I wouldnt have it any other way...&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a small town girl, and always will be... I loved going up with my grandpa and dad up to our ranch when I was younger and miss it... I still love to go out and move our sprinkers, in my very cute irragation boots! =)&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently enrolled in hair school at Taylor Andrews, but had to take a medical leave to have surgery on my shoulder.... I cant wait to get back!!&lt;br /&gt;Well thats really all I know to write, but I will try and keep it updated!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;Tace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5768653308533227007-2439605470738997244?l=hunt4tacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2439605470738997244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-i-decided-that-me-and-jordan-need-to.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2439605470738997244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768653308533227007/posts/default/2439605470738997244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunt4tacy.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-i-decided-that-me-and-jordan-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08965816467287027176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LB-gegSsGS8/SY-G-v94dRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2luxMLPObtw/S220/m_f8fc356c3218b5aa36cf3a9f9fc1e04a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
