<?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-5052237952332029408</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:16:06.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Slade 2007</title><subtitle type='html'>Britt and Scott were established 6/8/2007, and we are awesome.  That pretty much sums us up.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-4069845464600627373</id><published>2009-08-02T21:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:30:50.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="home_blog_date"&gt;I am a firm believer that you can tell a lot about a person by what they do for someone who can't do anything for them.  I think this article might be going a little bit overboard, but it is an interesting read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.americanthinker.com/blog/2009/07/obamas_revealing_body_language.html"&gt;From American Thinker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 31, 2009&lt;/span&gt;                         &lt;h1&gt;Obama's revealing body language (updated and expanded))&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;span class="home_author"&gt;Thomas Lifson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times;font-size:100%;"&gt;This picture truly is worth at least a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img title="after the beers" alt="after the beers" src="http://www.americanthinker.com/blog/afterbeers_PS-0436.jpg" border="0" height="350" width="525" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times;font-size:100%;"&gt;I am stunned that the official &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/blog/Over-Beers/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times;font-size:100%;"&gt;White House Blog published this picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times;font-size:100%;"&gt; and that it is in the public &lt;a itxtdid="5262157" target="_blank" href="http://www.americanthinker.com/blog/2009/07/obamas_revealing_body_language.html#" style="border-bottom: 0.075em solid darkgreen ! important; font-weight: normal ! important; font-size: 100% ! important; text-decoration: underline ! important; padding-bottom: 1px ! important; color: darkgreen ! important; background-color: transparent ! important; background-image: none; padding-top: 0pt; padding-right: 0pt; padding-left: 0pt;" classname="iAs" class="iAs"&gt;domain&lt;/a&gt;. The body language is most revealing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times;font-size:100%;"&gt;Sergeant Crowley, the sole class act in this trio, helps the handicapped  Professor Gates down the stairs, while &lt;a itxtdid="11593162" target="_blank" href="http://www.americanthinker.com/blog/2009/07/obamas_revealing_body_language.html#" style="border-bottom: 1px dotted darkgreen ! important; font-weight: normal ! important; font-size: 100% ! important; text-decoration: none ! important; padding-bottom: 0px ! important; color: darkgreen ! important; background-color: transparent ! important; background-image: none; padding-top: 0pt; padding-right: 0pt; padding-left: 0pt;" classname="iAs" class="iAs"&gt;Barack &lt;nobr style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%;" id="itxt_nobr_2_0"&gt;Obama&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; height: 10px; width: 10px; position: relative; top: 1px; left: 1px; float: none;" name="itxt-icon-77" src="http://images.intellitxt.com/ast/adTypes/2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, heedless of the infirmities of his friend and fellow victim of self-defined racial profiling, strides ahead on his own. So who is compassionate? And who is so self-involved and arrogant that he is oblivious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times;font-size:100%;"&gt;In my own dealings with the wealthy and powerful, I have always found that the way to quickly capture the moral essence of a person is to watch how they treat those who are less powerful. Do they understand that the others are also human beings with feelings? Especially when they think nobody is looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hat tip: Rick Richman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update from Thomas Lifson:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this photo constitutes another major Obama blunder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As some AT commentators point out, this picture becomes a metaphor for ObamaCare. The elderly are left in the back, with only the kindness of the Crowleys of the world, the stand up guys, to depend on. The government has other priorities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the major subtexts of the &lt;a itxtdid="11594941" target="_blank" href="http://www.americanthinker.com/blog/2009/07/obamas_revealing_body_language.html#" style="border-bottom: 1px dotted darkgreen ! important; font-weight: normal ! important; font-size: 100% ! important; text-decoration: none ! important; padding-bottom: 0px ! important; color: darkgreen ! important; background-color: transparent ! important; background-image: none; padding-top: 0pt; padding-right: 0pt; padding-left: 0pt;" classname="iAs" class="iAs"&gt;health &lt;nobr style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%;" id="itxt_nobr_6_0"&gt;care&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; height: 10px; width: 10px; position: relative; top: 1px; left: 1px; float: none;" name="itxt-icon-77" src="http://images.intellitxt.com/ast/adTypes/2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; debate involves the public's fear of indifferent, powerful bureaucrats ruling their lives. It is one thing to wait in line at the DMV to find out which other line you should wait in, in order to begin the process of waiting for multiple bureaucrats to go through the motions of processing your request. I have spent entire afternoons going through this process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when we get to health care, waiting often means enduring pain and dysfunction longer than necessary, sometimes a worsening of the condition, and sometimes death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why I think this image will have genuine resonance. It captures something that older Americans in particular can relate to. The President presses ahead with a program that will tell them to take painkillers instead of getting that artificial hip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At every stage of the entire Gates affair, Obama has provided a revealing tell. The "acted stupidly" blunder revealed that he automatically blames the police and thinks they really are stupid to begin with. It didn't trigger a single alarm bell in his mind as he figured out what to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, the non-apology apology revealed an arrogant man who cannot do what honest people do: admit it when they make a mistake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now at stage three, the beer photo op looked OK. It didn't turn into a disaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then in a small moment that nobody in the &lt;a itxtdid="11594493" target="_blank" href="http://www.americanthinker.com/blog/2009/07/obamas_revealing_body_language.html#" style="border-bottom: 1px dotted darkgreen ! important; font-weight: normal ! important; font-size: 100% ! important; text-decoration: none ! important; padding-bottom: 0px ! important; color: darkgreen ! important; background-color: transparent ! important; background-image: none; padding-top: 0pt; padding-right: 0pt; padding-left: 0pt;" classname="iAs" class="iAs"&gt;White &lt;nobr style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%;" id="itxt_nobr_12_0"&gt;House&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; height: 10px; width: 10px; position: relative; top: 1px; left: 1px; float: none;" name="itxt-icon-77" src="http://images.intellitxt.com/ast/adTypes/2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had the brains to understand, Obama goes and send a body language message like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think he is going to get deeper and deeper into trouble. He is no longer repeating the familiar scripts dreamed up for the campaign. He was a master performer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when he goes improv, as a president must do, he lets his true character show. This helps widen the level of doubt that Obama is the same guy a majority voted for.  Those doubts can only grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew McCarthy has assembled an &lt;a href="http://www.americanthinker.com/blog/2009/07/obamas_birth_certificate_and_t.html"&gt;overwhelming case&lt;/a&gt; that Obama has lied about who he is. I predict that more and more Americans will become open to the argument that they have been had by a sophisticated and ruthless effort to foist a phony on America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update from Clarice Feldman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice comparison of the character of the two most recent presidents. George Bush with &lt;a itxtdid="11596432" target="_blank" href="http://www.americanthinker.com/blog/2009/07/obamas_revealing_body_language.html#" style="border-bottom: 1px dotted darkgreen ! important; font-weight: normal ! important; font-size: 100% ! important; text-decoration: none ! important; padding-bottom: 0px ! important; color: darkgreen ! important; background-color: transparent ! important; background-image: none; padding-top: 0pt; padding-right: 0pt; padding-left: 0pt;" classname="iAs" class="iAs"&gt;Senator Robert &lt;nobr style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%;" id="itxt_nobr_16_0"&gt;Byrd&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; height: 10px; width: 10px; position: relative; top: 1px; left: 1px; float: none;" name="itxt-icon-77" src="http://images.intellitxt.com/ast/adTypes/2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img title="Bush with Byrd" alt="Bush with Byrd" src="http://www.americanthinker.com/blog/bush%20with%20Byrd.jpg" border="0" height="244" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5052237952332029408-4069845464600627373?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/4069845464600627373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=4069845464600627373&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/4069845464600627373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/4069845464600627373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-firm-believer-that-you-can-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-8260423683943086182</id><published>2009-04-19T08:04:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:12:52.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Litchfield Park Sprint in the Park. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SetBRTnzUHI/AAAAAAAAETw/x264NRP8qPc/s1600-h/Litchfield+Park+Triathlon+Form+II.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SetBRTnzUHI/AAAAAAAAETw/x264NRP8qPc/s320/Litchfield+Park+Triathlon+Form+II.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326422749876539506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SetBRebOtFI/AAAAAAAAET4/XbZ6cuEISdE/s1600-h/Litchfield+Park+Triathlon+Form+III.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SetBRebOtFI/AAAAAAAAET4/XbZ6cuEISdE/s320/Litchfield+Park+Triathlon+Form+III.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326422752776598610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SetBRXPtJoI/AAAAAAAAETo/NQILuY1z2eQ/s1600-h/Litchfield+Park+Triathlon+Form.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SetBRXPtJoI/AAAAAAAAETo/NQILuY1z2eQ/s320/Litchfield+Park+Triathlon+Form.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326422750849214082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday April 18th was the Litchfield Park Sprint in the Park Triathlon.  It was put on by Litchfield Parks and Recreation and Litchfield Kiwanis Club.  It wasn't a true "Sprint" by distance they called it that because it wasn't just, "a walk in the park," but a sprint in the park.  Hard enough, but easy enough people could do it as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have to admit I was nervous to participate, but it turned out pretty well.  For those of you wondering, yes I am sore.  Mostly my legs and the bad ankle...which was expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SeuYKCU0cPI/AAAAAAAAEUA/m7z1AUfR65E/s1600-h/HPIM1707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SeuYKCU0cPI/AAAAAAAAEUA/m7z1AUfR65E/s320/HPIM1707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326518282486051058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the group from of friends who participated.  (Left to right: Tom, Me, Joe, Trevin, Brit, Erin)  Next year we'll see if we can get Brittany signed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/Ses_KlHVd4I/AAAAAAAAESw/2O9jSVAsme8/s1600-h/HPIM1705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/Ses_KlHVd4I/AAAAAAAAESw/2O9jSVAsme8/s320/HPIM1705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326420435289864066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me all tagged up and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/Ses_K71s_qI/AAAAAAAAES4/BKTYLsc9XDo/s1600-h/HPIM1713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/Ses_K71s_qI/AAAAAAAAES4/BKTYLsc9XDo/s320/HPIM1713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326420441389924002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was pretty sweet to get in the water after waiting for over an hour post registration.  My toes were cold and the water was warm.  When I do it again i will train in a larger pool.  This was six laps to get to the 300 yards and the pool I trained in was 12 laps to get to 300.  So more walls to kick off from and less swimming it seemed.  Even with that I my 300 yards were swam faster than I did in my training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SetBCgbVlSI/AAAAAAAAETA/ajS8TbMDkqA/s1600-h/HPIM1721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SetBCgbVlSI/AAAAAAAAETA/ajS8TbMDkqA/s320/HPIM1721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326422495615882530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The transitions were a concern going into it, but all went smoother than planned.  I couldn't get my iPod to work for the first half of the ride.  Once it finally kicked in I could tell a big difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SetBC892KCI/AAAAAAAAETI/rRcCeZpeMFk/s1600-h/HPIM1725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SetBC892KCI/AAAAAAAAETI/rRcCeZpeMFk/s320/HPIM1725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326422503276816418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was just after the finish line.  I will admit I walked 3/4ths of the "Run" becuase of my bum ankle, but it was still enjoyable, and I would do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SetBDlkrkXI/AAAAAAAAETg/Y4UAYqwiE2o/s1600-h/HPIM1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SetBDlkrkXI/AAAAAAAAETg/Y4UAYqwiE2o/s320/HPIM1726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326422514177118578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the fruits of my labors shown above and below... apparently I slept for over 3 hours. I didn't realize I was that tired except I had gotten up at 3:50am, run a triathlon and did it all while forgetting to eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SetBDXQq4AI/AAAAAAAAETY/Hc5h9YspwDA/s1600-h/HPIM1730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SetBDXQq4AI/AAAAAAAAETY/Hc5h9YspwDA/s320/HPIM1730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326422510335090690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5052237952332029408-8260423683943086182?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/8260423683943086182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=8260423683943086182&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/8260423683943086182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/8260423683943086182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2009/04/litchfield-park-sprint-in-park.html' title='Litchfield Park Sprint in the Park. . .'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SetBRTnzUHI/AAAAAAAAETw/x264NRP8qPc/s72-c/Litchfield+Park+Triathlon+Form+II.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-7617223597022966379</id><published>2009-03-08T11:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T11:37:01.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SbQPtWjw5HI/AAAAAAAAELI/Qojbyl4QDF8/s1600-h/Lacee+Hemp-+Family+3-8-2009+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SbQPtWjw5HI/AAAAAAAAELI/Qojbyl4QDF8/s320/Lacee+Hemp-+Family+3-8-2009+.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310887132400772210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I figured everyone would like to see a picture of our new family.  This was done by one of our primary kids.  She did a really good job, and was so sweet about it.  We have been so blessed to teach the wonderful children in our ward.  She did a great job depicting us.  Britt has her nice curly hair, Jackson has his little mop up top, and I don't have any at all.  Enjoy!&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/5052237952332029408-7617223597022966379?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/7617223597022966379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=7617223597022966379&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/7617223597022966379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/7617223597022966379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2009/03/family-picture.html' title='Family Picture'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SbQPtWjw5HI/AAAAAAAAELI/Qojbyl4QDF8/s72-c/Lacee+Hemp-+Family+3-8-2009+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-105660158114633669</id><published>2009-02-04T22:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:16:18.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yowzers!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="370"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.liveleak.com/e/09b_1233065444"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.liveleak.com/e/09b_1233065444" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="450" height="370"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was pretty sweet, when I saw it.  I watched it without sound, so I can't be held responsible for any talkifying going on, but the concept awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-105660158114633669?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/105660158114633669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=105660158114633669&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/105660158114633669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/105660158114633669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2009/02/yowzers.html' title='Yowzers!!!'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-1723497256421387902</id><published>2009-01-18T14:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:40:53.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair Do...and excited to be a dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGGDLdl4ycM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGGDLdl4ycM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fairly certain a hair did like this will not help with client acquisition or retention. . . but it sure is funny.  "Suddenly there's some norm that I just don't get." - Ted  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reflecting a lot on how blessed Britt and I are.  We both have jobs that we love.  I get to help people who begin as clients, and more often than not become true friends for a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are pretty much ready for our little guy.  The only thing we don't have are wipes.   Those are my quick, and diverse thoughts.  Otherwise things are good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-1723497256421387902?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/1723497256421387902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=1723497256421387902&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/1723497256421387902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/1723497256421387902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-hair-doand-excited-to-be-dad.html' title='New Hair Do...and excited to be a dad'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-8112853240491175129</id><published>2008-11-15T21:23:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T09:02:56.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog-e, Blog-e, Blog-e Can't You See</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;An Ode To Weekend Projects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am pretty excited for when Brittany and I own our own house and I can improve something we actually own.  With that said I have been busy with little weekend projects.  A few of them started the weekend my wife went to visit the Cheesiest State in the Union (Wisconsin, just in case you are slow on the uptake).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First off the TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-iqe1XGmI/AAAAAAAADnU/a14Bhl-5ER8/s1600-h/IMGP1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-iqe1XGmI/AAAAAAAADnU/a14Bhl-5ER8/s320/IMGP1228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269108939761850978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't use the wall mount as a weekend project.  It was actually a gift for Father's Day even when we didn't know I was going to be a father.  Mounting the TV on the wall did make me think of another thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-iqjCCjyI/AAAAAAAADnc/-mNiVQjN4HU/s1600-h/IMGP1237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-iqjCCjyI/AAAAAAAADnc/-mNiVQjN4HU/s320/IMGP1237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269108940888772386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been wanting to mount the center channel of the surround sound along with the TV for better sound, and just for fun.  It does sound better and Brittany was kind enough to say that it "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looks good honey.&lt;/span&gt;" When she saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-irDx2OyI/AAAAAAAADnk/8T5kQrzDXUY/s1600-h/IMGP1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-irDx2OyI/AAAAAAAADnk/8T5kQrzDXUY/s320/IMGP1243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269108949679225634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I mounted it by getting some channeled aluminum tubing and doing some old school geometry.  I'd be lying if I remembered how to calculate the height of an equilateral triangle without some Googling.  Simple enough once I did though.  I just cut the right lengths, flattened out one end (to mount to the speaker, then a quick coat of black spray paint and you see the results.  I think it looks good and sounds good too.  Now when we swivel the TV to watch while doing dishes or while I'm on the patio tinkering the sound is directed toward the viewer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Shelf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-irqgLzPI/AAAAAAAADns/aiGjFGue1HQ/s1600-h/IMGP1245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-irqgLzPI/AAAAAAAADns/aiGjFGue1HQ/s320/IMGP1245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269108960074124530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was easy. However it was moved from it's previous location because it fell off the wall.  It had been mounted above the TV.  One night we were watching a show, when all of sudden it came tumbling down.  It had a few pictures and a vase with flowers and water on it.  To be honest I hadn't mounted it into studs, but had used 5, countem 1,2,3,4,5 wall anchors rated at 50lbs each.  Even with that it managed to fall, and freak us both out.  When i remounted it I put it into two studs and used 3 wall anchors just for good measure.  It will be just fine, right above our heads as we sleep ; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slade Bike Shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-iry4S1CI/AAAAAAAADn0/9U6Jig5-wnc/s1600-h/IMGP1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-iry4S1CI/AAAAAAAADn0/9U6Jig5-wnc/s320/IMGP1252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269108962322732066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is a roof rack/basket my great parents gave me for Christmas a few years back.  I have been wanting to make it useful as a bike rack ever since I first got it, but just haven't tried.  The wheel channels are courtesy of Lee Taylor.  The front of the rack is a piece of 1in x 1/4 in aluminum painted black.  I bolted the fork clamps to it, and the aluminum to the rack in 5 places to add rigidity.  The only thing left to do is mount it on a vehicle, and put on a wind faring.  I have to give credit to McKade Greer for helping me with the original bike rack.  It just wasn't quite what I wanted so I perfected it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Bike for the Rack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-nvtefnDI/AAAAAAAADn8/LSCsugyapN8/s1600-h/IMGP1256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-nvtefnDI/AAAAAAAADn8/LSCsugyapN8/s320/IMGP1256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269114527149956146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went riding a few months ago (maybe you remember the post) and my hoopti kinda pooped out on me.  There was a broken spoke/flat tire/ghost shifting (changing gears without me making it)&lt;br /&gt;All of that is now rectified, or so I think for now.  I got the spoke replaced and tuned it up.  I am glad becuase Jaron and I just planned a ride, and Joe and I have been talking about riding for about a year. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-nwSZLciI/AAAAAAAADoE/0OUu887PyyI/s1600-h/IMGP1257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-nwSZLciI/AAAAAAAADoE/0OUu887PyyI/s320/IMGP1257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269114537059775010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brittany came out while I was taking the pictures of the bike on the rack, and laughed.  I am pretty sure she knows that I am obsessed about things until I figure them out.  The even better news is she seems to like me just the way I am.  I am a pretty blessed man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to my last, and most favorite every "weekend project"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spending Quality Time With Brittany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is such a wonderful woman.  I can't imagine being sick and tired while growing our son, and still doing all she does.  No matter what she is going through she is still the most upbeat, supportive wife I could ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-rwQe9YeI/AAAAAAAADoc/GttAR7BVSm8/s1600-h/IMGP1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-rwQe9YeI/AAAAAAAADoc/GttAR7BVSm8/s320/IMGP1232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269118934593659362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few weeks ago I had a bad day at work.  Like usual I called her on my way home, and her response to my whining was, "Come home and forget about work. I'll have dinner ready."  She simply never ceases to amaze me.  Pregnant, tired, and having worked all day herself, she was so quick to think about taking care of me.  I can't to anything but take a step back, say a thanks, and work harder to be the husband a wife like her deserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-nxGEFHbI/AAAAAAAADoU/bfFETn7lxxU/s1600-h/IMGP1235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-nxGEFHbI/AAAAAAAADoU/bfFETn7lxxU/s320/IMGP1235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269114550929923506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5052237952332029408-8112853240491175129?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/8112853240491175129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=8112853240491175129&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/8112853240491175129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/8112853240491175129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-e-blog-e-blog-e-cant-you-see.html' title='Blog-e, Blog-e, Blog-e Can&apos;t You See'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SR-iqe1XGmI/AAAAAAAADnU/a14Bhl-5ER8/s72-c/IMGP1228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-1300857054761135053</id><published>2008-11-03T16:18:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:06:48.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ezra Taft Benson on Socialism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't take credit for this, it came from &lt;a href="http://awakeandarise.org/"&gt;AwakeandArise&lt;/a&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;If you go there, you can look at the shorter versions as well.&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;a href="http://awakeandarise.org/media/StandUpForFreedom-by_Ezra_Taft_Benson.mp3"&gt;Download the full mp3 version here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://awakeandarise.org/media/StandUpForFreedom-by_Ezra_Taft_Benson.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.awakeandarise.org/media/EzraTaftBenson-selection7min.mp3"&gt;7 Minute Version&lt;/a&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;(right click then save link as or save target as)&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" width="437" height="370" id="viddler_c0bab2a9"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="disablebranding=t"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.viddler.com/player/c0bab2a9/"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.viddler.com/player/c0bab2a9/" width="437" height="370" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="disablebranding=t" allowfullscreen="true" name="viddler_c0bab2a9"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&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;This is an excerpt of an hour long talk given in 1965 by Dwight D. Eisenhower's Secretary of Agriculture, Ezra Taft Benson, just 4 years after having left the cabinet in Washington DC where he served the full 8 years in the Cabinet, despite all predictions that he would be the first one in the cabinet to be removed, given his severe anti-Socialist policies, seeking to undo the bondage and destruction brought on by the New Deal as government now had moved far outside of it's jurisdiction and constitutional bounds.&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;Ezra Taft Benson had been an apostle 22 years at the time this talk was given, and it was unprecedented that in such a capacity he would have been freed up to accept a position in Eisenhower's Cabinet, but LDS Church President David O. McKay instructed Benson to accept the offer of the Cabinet position if it came in a proper spirit.&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;President David O. McKay, was listening to this talk as it was given, he was part of the audience, and he too stood in strong opposition to Socialism and Communism, recognizing and warning of treason from within.&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;Speeches such as this one have continually stirred up darkness and the wrath of Establishment Lucifarian's who "murder for Gain" as they "combine" to overthrow the freedom of all nations, lands and countries. These vicious murderers get indignant and angry at those who speak out and expose their corruption, and thus it was with the Establishment unleashing their wrath upon Ezra Taft Benson.&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;Those frothing at the mouth against Benson, seeking every way to attack him and his person in order to rationalize away his bold declarations of treason are fools. Some would seek to appoint themselves as holding greater knowledge and credentials of this subject matter,&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;Many of the abominations or "deceptions" noted and told about in the above clip you did not hear of in your history class in high school, and doubtful in college. Yes, there is and has been a conspiracy of such huge proportions that most people can't comprehend it could be possible. Indeed, this combination and wickedness is "more highly organized, more cleverly disguised, and more powerfully promoted than ever before." (Ezra Taft Benson, “I Testify,” Ensign, Nov. 1988, p.86.)&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/5052237952332029408-1300857054761135053?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/1300857054761135053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=1300857054761135053&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/1300857054761135053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/1300857054761135053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/11/ezra-taft-benson-on-socialism.html' title='Ezra Taft Benson on Socialism'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-1316475205496616453</id><published>2008-11-01T21:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:37:06.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Economic Dilema</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://"&gt;Would the Last Honest Reporter Please Turn On the Lights?  by Orson Scott Card&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://townhall.com/columnists/ThomasSowell/2008/10/03/do_facts_matter?page=full"&gt;"Do Facts Matter" By Thomas Sowell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-1316475205496616453?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/1316475205496616453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=1316475205496616453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/1316475205496616453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/1316475205496616453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/11/economic-dilema.html' title='The Economic Dilema'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-665533785371379763</id><published>2008-11-01T20:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:55:34.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on the Election</title><content type='html'>I am not too fond of either of them candidates in this election.  I don't think either of them have the ability to effectively lead our country in the coming years, and more specifically out of the current financial predicament.  If you have not voted please read this.  If you have voted, I hope you voted your concience and with as much education as possible.  There are far to many important issues to vote blindly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are on the fence please consider this.  The next president will likely choose at least one new Supreme Court Justice, which will influence things like same sex marriage, and abortion.  The latter of the two points did not used to be such a strong subject with me. However, when Brittany was only 10 weeks pregnant with our unborn son we had the opportunity to hear his heartbeat and clearly see his body.  Please wherever you stand, consider the implications BOTH ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Son at 10 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SQ0chfBEe_I/AAAAAAAADlo/TTnPJw9zgVs/s1600-h/Baby+Boy+10+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SQ0chfBEe_I/AAAAAAAADlo/TTnPJw9zgVs/s320/Baby+Boy+10+weeks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263894901053225970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCain and Obama on abortion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRZX_ndZN-g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRZX_ndZN-g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-665533785371379763?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/665533785371379763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=665533785371379763&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/665533785371379763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/665533785371379763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-on-election.html' title='Thoughts on the Election'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SQ0chfBEe_I/AAAAAAAADlo/TTnPJw9zgVs/s72-c/Baby+Boy+10+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-8300564690779355322</id><published>2008-10-03T22:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:54:39.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting... Make Sure You VOTE ! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sYOWRX41Qu0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sYOWRX41Qu0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you vote to define marriage as a husband and a wife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-8300564690779355322?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/8300564690779355322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=8300564690779355322&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/8300564690779355322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/8300564690779355322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/10/interesting-make-sure-you-vote.html' title='Interesting... Make Sure You VOTE ! ! !'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-3239528317277126198</id><published>2008-09-28T11:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T11:20:33.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video On the Housing Crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H5tZc8oH--o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H5tZc8oH--o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It talks about how we got here and some of the pieces that put the current situation in place.  I think you can choose for yourself who to vote for, and it NO WAY is this a pro McCain push on my part.  Just thought the pieces within are interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-3239528317277126198?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/3239528317277126198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=3239528317277126198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/3239528317277126198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/3239528317277126198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/09/video-on-housing-crisis.html' title='Video On the Housing Crisis'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-5210730985692643984</id><published>2008-08-17T11:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T11:38:47.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Sunday</title><content type='html'>I just finished preparing our primary lesson.  We were recently moved from the 6-7 year olds to the 9-10 year olds. Which means we now teach from the scriptures exclusively instead of just helping the kids know that Jesus loves them, then having them draw a picture.  More work, more kids to teach.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks keep asking about Britt and the baby.  Both are doing well, although Brittany keeps being sick.  I can't even fathom how difficult it is for her to throw up at least once every day.  It wears on me, simply because I want to be able to do more to help her feel better, but can't.  Even with the sickness the baby is doing well.  The doctor said things look fine so that is good news.  We don't know what we are having yet, and the soonest we can find out is mid September.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work for me is well.  I am still loving what I do, and learning more everyday to put the things I cannot control into the Lord's hands.  It isn't always easy because I think a lot and try plan for just about everything.  Business is good, and I love the opportunity to be helping people on a daily basis.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get a chance please go vote on &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/10103521/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.  It was sent to me in an e-mail and I was surprised just how close it is.  It is amazing to me that people forget how this country was founded.  Many of our founding fathers felt that there was a higher power working for them, and helping the cause of freedom move forward.  They put their trust in God and now some in our confused nation want to remove God entirely.  Just mind boggling.  So please go to &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/10103521/"&gt;MSNBC&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/10103521/"&gt;vote&lt;/a&gt;, share with others and have them vote too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-5210730985692643984?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/5210730985692643984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=5210730985692643984&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/5210730985692643984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/5210730985692643984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-sunday.html' title='Happy Sunday'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-4128744890533987518</id><published>2008-08-09T15:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T15:05:26.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please No One Pass Out. . .</title><content type='html'>It has been a long standing tradition for me to not blog for near months at a time.  I was perusing the interweb on a fine saturday afternoon and came across this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QfyNzIL5HW0&amp;amp;color1=291787617&amp;amp;color2=325161297&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QfyNzIL5HW0&amp;amp;color1=291787617&amp;amp;color2=325161297&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite simply i am AMAZED. this guy managed to combine two of my favorite things: technology and legos.  i used to stay up late building with my legos when i was supposed to be sleeping.  i always managed to keep the hall light on because i was afraid of the dark. . . but also to be able to build with the legos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-4128744890533987518?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/4128744890533987518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=4128744890533987518&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/4128744890533987518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/4128744890533987518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/08/please-no-one-pass-out.html' title='Please No One Pass Out. . .'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-6254615580761665988</id><published>2008-07-24T21:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:05:51.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taggified x 3</title><content type='html'>Well since I'm new to this, I will have to see what responses I get.  My apologies for taking forever to do this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3 Joys:&lt;br /&gt;- My Family (Meaning the Slade family that is in #823 and growing)&lt;br /&gt;- My Family (My parents for their example/My Siblings for the same and for having                      (so much fun with me growing up))&lt;br /&gt;- The Gospel: simply put, without it I would be LOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Fears:&lt;br /&gt;- Not being the husband, father, son, brother, person I can be&lt;br /&gt;- Not being able to support my wife and children&lt;br /&gt;- Not being obedient enough to gospel principles to be with my entire family forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Goals:&lt;br /&gt;- Work as hard as I can everyday and leave it at work when I get home&lt;br /&gt;- Become a better hubby&lt;br /&gt;- Smile more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Obsessions:&lt;br /&gt;- Family/Friends/Good Peop's&lt;br /&gt;- Technology (is anyone surprised)&lt;br /&gt;- Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Random Things:&lt;br /&gt;- I really like Boston baked beans&lt;br /&gt;- I feel like I am always on the prowl for a good deal on something, even if I don't need it&lt;br /&gt;- I eat weird food, and mix things that others probably wouldn't like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-6254615580761665988?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/6254615580761665988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=6254615580761665988&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/6254615580761665988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/6254615580761665988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/07/taggified-x-3.html' title='Taggified x 3'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-6246290543553729057</id><published>2008-07-16T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:06:12.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Commercial From the Chamerlains</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DlYVezqEssk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DlYVezqEssk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Durn Funny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-6246290543553729057?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/6246290543553729057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=6246290543553729057&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/6246290543553729057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/6246290543553729057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/07/funny-commercial-from-chamerlains.html' title='Funny Commercial From the Chamerlains'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-4078544508740218787</id><published>2008-07-08T19:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:48:07.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;instead of spending our 4th on the beach like we planned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220836261778105010" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_19nQdSwdmnk/SHQi6z3DIrI/AAAAAAAAAhY/IIrD34ROTec/s320/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent it with a friend we like to call "Mr. Red"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220838349161180034" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_19nQdSwdmnk/SHQk0T99K4I/AAAAAAAAAhw/zKlg38P5fA4/s320/0708081931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after spending so much time with "mr. red" we found ourselves in the ER for five hours with one of these in Britt's arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220839172304650818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_19nQdSwdmnk/SHQlkOapwkI/AAAAAAAAAh4/bMvF4TqCkw0/s320/iv-drip.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the best part was we got to see our baby and hear its heart beat.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeah, that's right we are having a baby; we can't keep it a secret anymore, but we do appreciate the great secret keepers we have had.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am nine weeks along and our baby will make its appearance into the world around february 8th!!!&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/5052237952332029408-4078544508740218787?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/4078544508740218787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=4078544508740218787&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/4078544508740218787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/4078544508740218787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/07/instead-of-spending-our-4th-on-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_19nQdSwdmnk/SHQi6z3DIrI/AAAAAAAAAhY/IIrD34ROTec/s72-c/DSC00188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-6862546922379252865</id><published>2008-07-06T10:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T10:22:57.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long post no time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SHD-OzkKFsI/AAAAAAAACiI/AuNLQqpek3U/s1600-h/0706080951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SHD-OzkKFsI/AAAAAAAACiI/AuNLQqpek3U/s320/0706080951.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219951498435892930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally started riding again. It was fun while it lasted. I say that because I tuned the bike up myself and I'm quite out of practice when it comes to bike maintainence. There was some ghost shifting (deraileurs moving without me telling them to and shifting gears), a flat tire, and eventually (not sure where it happened) a broken spoke. All in all though I had a really good time.  If anyone knows a good shop, and could recommend a location for a tuneup/ spoke replacement I'm open to suggestions.  I should also not that the bike is actually vertical in our storage closet, and although it looks cluttered that is actually quite organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SHD9i3d_ckI/AAAAAAAACho/cWiU0n1VFVA/s1600-h/0617080900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SHD9i3d_ckI/AAAAAAAACho/cWiU0n1VFVA/s320/0617080900.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt; clear: both; float: left;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Britt was awesome and even though I'm not a father she got me a wall mount for father's day.  It looks sweet!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SHD9i9uiOXI/AAAAAAAAChw/0McACHQh2GE/s1600-h/0624080810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SHD9i9uiOXI/AAAAAAAAChw/0McACHQh2GE/s320/0624080810.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt; clear: both; float: left;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stick bug tried to bum a ride to work one morning... not too smart.  It lasted from our apartment until I got on the freeway onramp.  Then it realized that It didn't want to ride all the way to Litchfield Park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SHD9jYSQSzI/AAAAAAAACh4/K_nyk40Ih7U/s1600-h/0624081125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SHD9jYSQSzI/AAAAAAAACh4/K_nyk40Ih7U/s320/0624081125.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt; clear: both; float: left;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The empty box was delivered to my office one day.  I was making calls and in walks the UPS man (pretty normal) with a box.  I think to myself I'm not expecting anything so I get excited to open it.  Lo and behold it is an empty padded box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SHD9jiAXG8I/AAAAAAAACiA/efTZblgcw0A/s1600-h/0626081513a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SHD9jiAXG8I/AAAAAAAACiA/efTZblgcw0A/s320/0626081513a.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt; clear: both; float: left;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smoke picture was taken when I was up meeting with some clients in Estrella Mountain Ranch. There was a fire in Laveen AZ that looked huge from my office (about 20 miles away) but got even bigger as I was in EMR (about 8-12 miles away).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-6862546922379252865?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/6862546922379252865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=6862546922379252865&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/6862546922379252865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/6862546922379252865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-post-no-time.html' title='Long post no time...'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SHD-OzkKFsI/AAAAAAAACiI/AuNLQqpek3U/s72-c/0706080951.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-4533550199041266997</id><published>2008-04-18T15:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T15:34:15.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SAkhGROk_iI/AAAAAAAAChg/I14-0fFtTSo/s1600-h/Scott+IR+Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SAkhGROk_iI/AAAAAAAAChg/I14-0fFtTSo/s320/Scott+IR+Picture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190716437108686370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if anyone even looks at this blog any longer.  It has been so long since I last posted (3/12) and even longer since it was anything semi-personal.  I have come to the end of my first week of training, and have to say I am a better man for having completed it.  The entire week I would tell anyone who was willing to listen that they need to take advantage of the opportunity they have here.  I am lucky enough to have left this wonderful opportunity before; still work in the industry; then realize I had the best place to work right from the start.  On top of that I was allowed (with some help and persuasion) to return.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of that leads me to the greatest thing I learned this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a blessing it is to have the lives we do, and the family and friends around to support us.  It truly is wonderful to have a Heavenly Father who planned for us to come to earth, learn, grow and eventually return to be with him.  Unlike my departure after my first attempt this life is our chance to prove ourselves. . . to improve ourselves.  I don't claim to be perfect, in fact I am far from it.  Probably even average, but because of the amazing family I was raised with, and the even more wonderful parents I had raising me I have a great hope that I can improve myself.  I have hope that when I make mistakes no matter how big or small I can get back up and be a better person than I was before.  What a wonderful thing it is to be growing and learning.  I hope each of is wise enough to see them and capable enough to seize the opportunities of our lifetime in the lifetime of the opportunity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-4533550199041266997?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/4533550199041266997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=4533550199041266997&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/4533550199041266997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/4533550199041266997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-dont-know.html' title='I don&apos;t know. . .'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/SAkhGROk_iI/AAAAAAAAChg/I14-0fFtTSo/s72-c/Scott+IR+Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-1397357307229542468</id><published>2008-03-12T11:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T13:20:59.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Locker Rooms Stink</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pjoMOe5WP_I&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pjoMOe5WP_I&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300 Gallons!!! Who on earth knew that. Simply amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-1397357307229542468?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/1397357307229542468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=1397357307229542468&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/1397357307229542468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/1397357307229542468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-locker-rooms-stinkg.html' title='Why Locker Rooms Stink'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-4996556429556495437</id><published>2008-02-19T08:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T14:58:51.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help for Unlocking your iTunes Downloads</title><content type='html'>I read about this software about a year and a half ago, and couldn't wait to see how it would actually work.  Well over the weekend I found out that it had gone live and you were able to download it.  I haven't tried it yet, but thought I would share the &lt;a href="http://www.doubletwist.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; with everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/R7yiTnTxotI/AAAAAAAAChY/3wAYbZLJOzc/s1600-h/hd-dvd-defeats-blu-ray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/R7yiTnTxotI/AAAAAAAAChY/3wAYbZLJOzc/s320/hd-dvd-defeats-blu-ray.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169184930167628498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other thing of note, is that Toshiba had officially thrown in the towel on HD DVD which makes BlueRay the winner of the HD Format debate.  Not that anyone cares, but they were the camp I was pulling for (larger disk capacity = more room for sound/video).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-4996556429556495437?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/4996556429556495437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=4996556429556495437&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/4996556429556495437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/4996556429556495437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/02/help-for-unlocking-your-itunes.html' title='Help for Unlocking your iTunes Downloads'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/R7yiTnTxotI/AAAAAAAAChY/3wAYbZLJOzc/s72-c/hd-dvd-defeats-blu-ray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-6944042231571328591</id><published>2008-02-08T08:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T21:46:40.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Ever Wondered About the Other Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uFlQNtL8F9s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uFlQNtL8F9s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that Karate Kid is indeed one of my favorite all time movies.  As I have matured and grown into an man (that's right a man) I couldn't help but be concerned about what happened to Johnny when Daniel Son won the big fight.  If you share that thought with me then wonder no more.  Watch this inciteful (and hilarious) video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-6944042231571328591?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/6944042231571328591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=6944042231571328591&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/6944042231571328591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/6944042231571328591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/02/have-ever-wondered-about-other-story.html' title='Have You Ever Wondered About the Other Story'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-6058825678551082719</id><published>2008-02-05T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T08:32:41.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post . . . with a little something extra</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.liveleak.com/player.swf" width="450" height="370" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="autostart=false&amp;token=869_1201052822" scale="showall" name="index"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all.  It has been a long time since I blogged anything, and my sister Marie was kind enough to chide me yesterday.  Thank you for helping me overcome my slothfulness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been good for the Slade family.  Since the last post we had a wonderful Christmas in Wisconsin.  We were able to go to the Insight bowl and watch the game from the loge level (think free food and actual chairs in Sun Devil Statium).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to improve my bloggery in the near future.  Stay tuned for some BIG news (maybe, if you have guesses keep them to yourself).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-6058825678551082719?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/6058825678551082719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=6058825678551082719&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/6058825678551082719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/6058825678551082719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-post-with-little-something-extra.html' title='New Post . . . with a little something extra'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-5249911988136407935</id><published>2007-11-08T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:05:59.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Not get your hopes up; The jury is still out on this issue</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.theonion.com/content/themes/common/assets/videoplayer/flvplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="355" flashvars="file=http://www.theonion.com/content/xml/69276/video&amp;autostart=false&amp;image=http://www.theonion.com/content/files/images/Flying-Cars.jpg&amp;bufferlength=3&amp;embedded=true&amp;title=Mean%20Automakers%20Dash%20Nation%27s%20Hope%20For%20Flying%20Cars"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/content/video/mean_automakers_dash_nations_hope?utm_source=embedded_video"&gt;Mean Automakers Dash Nation's Hope For Flying Cars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one was more excited than words could tell. . . too bad the jury is still out on this great invention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-5249911988136407935?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/5249911988136407935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=5249911988136407935&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/5249911988136407935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/5249911988136407935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/11/do-not-get-your-hopes-up-jury-is-still.html' title='Do Not get your hopes up; The jury is still out on this issue'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-5406323319703678995</id><published>2007-10-29T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T10:18:12.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Have GOT to be kidding me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="440" height="361"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://sports.espn.go.com/broadband/player.swf?mediaId=3083220"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://sports.espn.go.com/broadband/player.swf?mediaId=3083220" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="440" height="361" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this on espn.com and thought it was amazing.  how did this not break any rules?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-5406323319703678995?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/5406323319703678995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=5406323319703678995&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/5406323319703678995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/5406323319703678995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-have-got-to-be-kidding-me.html' title='You Have GOT to be kidding me'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-3918095323953209328</id><published>2007-10-12T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T18:27:07.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selling the Mercury! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:400px;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fscottslade%2Falbumid%2F5120478191555491377%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/scottslade/MercForSale" style="color:#3964c2"&gt;View Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/getEmbed" style="color:#3964c2"&gt;Get your own&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have decided to sell the Mountaineer.  What you say, "You just bought that car?"  We realize the inherent silliness in selling so soon, but we also realize we don't need a car this size.  Smaller is better for the newlywed Slades. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know if anyone looking we are only asking $19,800 and that includes a warranty that covers the car until 73,000 miles (current mileage is 41,900).  Also it is loaded with flippin everything you could desire in a car. ; ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-3918095323953209328?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/3918095323953209328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=3918095323953209328&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/3918095323953209328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/3918095323953209328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/10/selling-mercury.html' title='Selling the Mercury! ! !'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-3573291013248654402</id><published>2007-10-05T15:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T16:05:23.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Well, the most important thing is to, drive fast."</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.theonion.com/content/themes/common/assets/videoplayer/flvplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="355" flashvars="file=http://www.theonion.com/content/xml/64433/video&amp;autostart=false&amp;image=http://www.theonion.com/content/files/images/NASCAR_0.jpg&amp;bufferlength=3&amp;embedded=true&amp;title=NASCAR%20Coach%20Reveals%20Winning%20Strategy%3A%20%27Drive%20Fast%27"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/content/video/nascar_coach_reveals_winning?utm_source=embedded_video"&gt;NASCAR Coach Reveals Winning Strategy: 'Drive Fast'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is a pretty funny satirical video, especially since i don't necessarily enjoy nascar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-3573291013248654402?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/3573291013248654402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=3573291013248654402&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/3573291013248654402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/3573291013248654402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/10/well-most-important-thing-is-to-drive.html' title='&quot;Well, the most important thing is to, drive fast.&quot;'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-2127882458066078656</id><published>2007-09-20T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T09:25:16.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a fan of the Barry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.vote756.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vote756.com/marcecko/banners/banner2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Say vote to brand the ball and then give it to cooperstown.  http://www.vote756.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-2127882458066078656?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/2127882458066078656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=2127882458066078656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/2127882458066078656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/2127882458066078656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/09/not-fan-of-barry.html' title='Not a fan of the Barry'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-8071880999491345404</id><published>2007-09-19T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T10:45:23.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Was So Friggin' Hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:400px;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fscottslade%2Falbumid%2F5111030706541332625%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/scottslade/LosSladesFixinTheHotHouse" style="color:#3964c2"&gt;View Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/getEmbed" style="color:#3964c2"&gt;Get your own&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our house used to be rediculously hot.  Two reasons; 1.) Western Exposur 2.) Giant Sliding Glass door getting that exposure.  So we tried to put up some fine bamboo blinds behind our other blinds for kind of a double team effect. . . no luck.  It seemed that no matter how cool we set the a/c it would still be above 80 in the afternoon.  So we had the idea to glue black fleece on the bamboo shades, and bam things worked out for the cooler.  It is so nice to have a comfortable house.  Britt is happy too because I don't have to whine about wanting to move to a different apartment.  All of this plus we will no longer have rediculously high electric bills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-8071880999491345404?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/8071880999491345404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=8071880999491345404&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/8071880999491345404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/8071880999491345404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-was-so-friggin-hot.html' title='It Was So Friggin&apos; Hot'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-6369079408244734373</id><published>2007-09-17T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T13:36:57.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with the (other) Slades</title><content type='html'>What can I say. We all had a blast, and enjoyed seeing them. Brittany and I also went and toured around the community of Estrella Mountain. It seemed like every corner had an "open house" sign on it. Just a sign of where the market is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how this will work, but the link should show some pictures from the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know that most of the pictures are taken courtesy of Devan.  She loved holding the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fscottslade%2Falbumid%2F5111022636297782897%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/scottslade/DinnerSlades" style="color:#3964c2"&gt;View Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/getEmbed" style="color:#3964c2"&gt;Get your own&lt;/a&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/5052237952332029408-6369079408244734373?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/6369079408244734373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=6369079408244734373&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/6369079408244734373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/6369079408244734373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/09/dinner-with-other-slades.html' title='Dinner with the (other) Slades'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-982716105959852140</id><published>2007-08-24T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T21:43:03.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday Everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/Rs-zVammSQI/AAAAAAAAB70/SogPYnlGHY8/s1600-h/IMGP0898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/Rs-zVammSQI/AAAAAAAAB70/SogPYnlGHY8/s320/IMGP0898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/Rs-zV6mmSRI/AAAAAAAAB78/QazZDs6p1dQ/s1600-h/IMGP0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/Rs-zV6mmSRI/AAAAAAAAB78/QazZDs6p1dQ/s320/IMGP0899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brittany and I just got back from a CRAZY night out on the town.  We went to Costco where we bought the fabulous cookware you see above, and I purchased some lovely flowers for my lovely Brittany. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flowers were not near as fun to give to her, because she was there, but she does such a great job putting them all over our apartment I couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cookware is a little bit different story.  We have been doing all of our cooking in a frying pan, and a sauce pan since we got hitched.  Doesn't sound too crazy, but when you consider we enjoy Mac n' Cheese and some other dishes better prepared in something that can actually fit the boiling water and the food.  Pretty exciting.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-982716105959852140?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/982716105959852140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=982716105959852140&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/982716105959852140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/982716105959852140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-friday-everyone.html' title='Happy Friday Everyone'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/Rs-zVammSQI/AAAAAAAAB70/SogPYnlGHY8/s72-c/IMGP0898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-2758197515493946260</id><published>2007-08-21T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T12:19:38.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Information About My Infection</title><content type='html'>I got the call from my doctor telling me what the infection is exactly.  I did some quick research if anyone is interested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is called a MRSA Infection.  Click the link to read about it on the &lt;a href="http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/mrsa/DS00735"&gt;Mayo Clinic Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is I no longer have to take two antibiotics, but the bad news is I still take the one that makes me most naseaus, dizzy, and sleepy.  Good times, but way better than the alternative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-2758197515493946260?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/2758197515493946260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=2758197515493946260&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/2758197515493946260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/2758197515493946260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-information-about-my-infection.html' title='More Information About My Infection'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-1941730470633384980</id><published>2007-08-14T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T21:49:59.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News! ! ! kinda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RsKFuORm4hI/AAAAAAAAB68/Ss2ErwK-73U/s1600-h/IMGP0850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RsKFuORm4hI/AAAAAAAAB68/Ss2ErwK-73U/s320/IMGP0850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098784757289247250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RsKFuuRm4iI/AAAAAAAAB7E/fW1wDe1kwJg/s1600-h/IMGP0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RsKFuuRm4iI/AAAAAAAAB7E/fW1wDe1kwJg/s320/IMGP0852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098784765879181858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RsKFu-Rm4jI/AAAAAAAAB7M/TXcAw85J2HY/s1600-h/IMGP0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RsKFu-Rm4jI/AAAAAAAAB7M/TXcAw85J2HY/s320/IMGP0855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098784770174149170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RsKFvORm4kI/AAAAAAAAB7U/vZUWSDx5MxM/s1600-h/IMGP0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RsKFvORm4kI/AAAAAAAAB7U/vZUWSDx5MxM/s320/IMGP0859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098784774469116482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RsJn-eRm4dI/AAAAAAAAB6c/n1WNzU5hbGE/s1600-h/IMGP0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RsJn-uRm4eI/AAAAAAAAB6k/m2fMjnxCn2M/s1600-h/IMGP0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess what?  It was not a spider bite.  The doctor thinks it is a &lt;a href="http://www.lib.uiowa.edu/hardin/md/cdc/staph/cellulitis2.html"&gt;staph infection&lt;/a&gt;.  So I got a shot in the hip, and I have to take two different anti-biotics until Monday; which is when the culture (sample of the leaky stuff) should be back from the lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was told it was a staph infection (cellulitus more specifically), I didn't think it was that serious.  Apparently I was wrong.  I was told by a few different people that if I had let it go untreated I my leg would have had to be amputated! Are you kidding me?  Well I am grateful beyond words for Brittany, who told me I had to go see the doctor.  The ladies at the doctors office told me I owe her a nice dinner for taking such good care of me.  Britt is pretty good to me.  I am the luckiest to have her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enjoy the pictures; some of which are kinda grody.  Also the black line is the outline of where the infection has spread so far.  If it gets worse then I get to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-1941730470633384980?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/1941730470633384980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=1941730470633384980&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/1941730470633384980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/1941730470633384980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/08/good-news.html' title='Good News! ! ! kinda'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RsKFuORm4hI/AAAAAAAAB68/Ss2ErwK-73U/s72-c/IMGP0850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-2720027255161418256</id><published>2007-08-14T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T09:42:56.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider Bite</title><content type='html'>I think I am a worrier, but I have always felt that I would be better of safe than sorry.  I was &lt;a href="http://www.medicinenet.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=61266"&gt;bitten by something recently&lt;/a&gt;, and it has been getting significantly more painful ever since. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the liberty of hilighting the stuff I have been feeling, and I tried to get a picture but I only have my phone, and it does not do justice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bite of a brown recluse spider leads to a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mild stinging, followed by local redness&lt;/span&gt; and severe pain that usually develops within eight hours but may occur later. Some reports of brown recluse bites describe a blue or purple area around the bite, surrounded by a whitish ring and large red outer ring in a "bull’s eye" pattern. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A fluid-filled blister forms at the site&lt;/span&gt; and then sloughs off to reveal a deep ulcer that may turn black.&lt;br /&gt;Generalized symptoms of bites from a brown recluse spider may include fever, nausea, vomiting, headache, abdominal pain,  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;joint pain or stiffness&lt;/span&gt;, overall feelings of malaise, rash, and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;muscle cramping or tension&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-2720027255161418256?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/2720027255161418256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=2720027255161418256&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/2720027255161418256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/2720027255161418256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/08/spider-bite.html' title='Spider Bite'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-4229640056597610424</id><published>2007-08-13T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T09:14:00.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott's Personality Profile</title><content type='html'>You Are An ENFJ&lt;br /&gt;The GiverYou strive to maintain harmony in relationships, and usually succeed.Articulate and enthusiastic, you are good at making personal connections.Sometimes you idealize relationships too much - and end up being let down.You find the most energy and comfort in social situations ... where you shine.In love, you are very protective and supporting.However, you do need to "feel special" - and it's quite easy for you to get jealous.At work, you are a natural leader. You can help people discover their greatest potential.You would make a good writer, human resources director, or psychologist.How you see yourself: Trusting, idealistic, and expressiveWhen other people don't get you, they see you as: Bossy, inappropriate, and loud&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-4229640056597610424?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/4229640056597610424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=4229640056597610424&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/4229640056597610424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/4229640056597610424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/08/scotts-personality-profile.html' title='Scott&apos;s Personality Profile'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-1263261211326397112</id><published>2007-07-30T17:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T17:31:08.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When will it end</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/Rq6CzORm4cI/AAAAAAAAB58/znKWJJ6xB9A/s1600-h/0730071724-768513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/Rq6CzORm4cI/AAAAAAAAB58/znKWJJ6xB9A/s320/0730071724-768513.jpg" width="320"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is me driving home from work on what really is a beautiful tuesday. There are a few things that are making this unique. 1.) apparently no one in the valley can drive in the rain. I left work at 4:08 and It&amp;#39;s now 5:30, literally crawling home. 2.) there is a cowboy in a truck next to me who must have the same iPod adapter because his country is overpowering my Erasure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-1263261211326397112?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/1263261211326397112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=1263261211326397112&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/1263261211326397112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/1263261211326397112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-will-it-end.html' title='When will it end'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/Rq6CzORm4cI/AAAAAAAAB58/znKWJJ6xB9A/s72-c/0730071724-768513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-3168003843818914761</id><published>2007-07-15T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T22:37:39.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpsEI3O0WOI/AAAAAAAABtA/slabOAipsYI/s1600-h/FotoBSW696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpsEI3O0WOI/AAAAAAAABtA/slabOAipsYI/s320/FotoBSW696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/scottslade/06082007WeddingAndUTReception"&gt;The pictures from the wedding are up&lt;/a&gt;. . . pretty good looking bride on there if you ask me.  Happy Sunday Everyone!!!! and happy birthday to Jocilyn and Tyler.  I sure miss my nieces and nephews. &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/scottslade/06082007WeddingAndUTReception"&gt;Here is the link to the wedding pictures&lt;/a&gt;.  (downloadable if you so desire)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-3168003843818914761?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/3168003843818914761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=3168003843818914761&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/3168003843818914761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/3168003843818914761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/07/pictures-from-wedding-are-up.html' title=''/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpsEI3O0WOI/AAAAAAAABtA/slabOAipsYI/s72-c/FotoBSW696.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-634855991706853634</id><published>2007-07-15T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T12:17:52.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday School! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/Rppy4HO0SYI/AAAAAAAABOQ/zbwWlOtm8cE/s1600-h/0715071214-772270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/Rppy4HO0SYI/AAAAAAAABOQ/zbwWlOtm8cE/s320/0715071214-772270.jpg" width="320"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Brittany and i were sitting in sunday school when she pointed out this cute little girl. She was out from the beginning of the lesson, but just got even cuter as she slept. I don&amp;#39;t know if the picture does it justice, but her little mouth is open and her face is chubby cute. Enjoy, because we sure did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-634855991706853634?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/634855991706853634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=634855991706853634&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/634855991706853634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/634855991706853634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunday-school.html' title='Sunday School! ! !'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/Rppy4HO0SYI/AAAAAAAABOQ/zbwWlOtm8cE/s72-c/0715071214-772270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-29340063273342747</id><published>2007-07-14T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T17:57:04.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Place Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpkpVnO0STI/AAAAAAAABNo/onBQwGCxIn0/s1600-h/our+first+place+together+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087142705376807218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpkpVnO0STI/AAAAAAAABNo/onBQwGCxIn0/s320/our+first+place+together+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpkpWHO0SUI/AAAAAAAABNw/pBNn9_32sxM/s1600-h/our+first+place+together+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087142713966741826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpkpWHO0SUI/AAAAAAAABNw/pBNn9_32sxM/s320/our+first+place+together+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpkpWnO0SVI/AAAAAAAABN4/vgy9mw7c3HQ/s1600-h/our+first+place+together+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087142722556676434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpkpWnO0SVI/AAAAAAAABN4/vgy9mw7c3HQ/s320/our+first+place+together+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpkpW3O0SWI/AAAAAAAABOA/qurOGZ_C6Bo/s1600-h/our+first+place+together+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087142726851643746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpkpW3O0SWI/AAAAAAAABOA/qurOGZ_C6Bo/s320/our+first+place+together+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpkpXXO0SXI/AAAAAAAABOI/Qvu9Gud8RoM/s1600-h/our+first+place+together+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087142735441578354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpkpXXO0SXI/AAAAAAAABOI/Qvu9Gud8RoM/s320/our+first+place+together+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brittany took the pictures. She is also the one who did the decorating. She is pretty amazing (best wife ever). Well it is saturday and we are about to head out on the t-zown, but first we have to pick up my car from the big-o tire place where we will pay too much for the work done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-29340063273342747?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/29340063273342747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=29340063273342747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/29340063273342747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/29340063273342747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/07/our-first-place-together.html' title='Our First Place Together'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpkpVnO0STI/AAAAAAAABNo/onBQwGCxIn0/s72-c/our+first+place+together+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-515496792335454076</id><published>2007-07-14T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T12:42:25.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A while ago, when Pedro was broken into</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpknHnO0SPI/AAAAAAAABNI/XsT5Vj_sSns/s1600-h/peter+was+violated+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpknHnO0SPI/AAAAAAAABNI/XsT5Vj_sSns/s320/peter+was+violated+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  These pictures were taken awhile ago.  One night Brittany went to leave our apartment (before we were married) and her car had been broken into.  It was pretty lame.  She had no radio and no rear window for a long time.  We got a new stereo then got a new car. . . which ultimately we love.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpknH3O0SQI/AAAAAAAABNQ/nFuftBCSQg4/s1600-h/peter+was+violated+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpknH3O0SQI/AAAAAAAABNQ/nFuftBCSQg4/s320/peter+was+violated+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpknH3O0SRI/AAAAAAAABNY/wNUQxRHGMY0/s1600-h/peter+was+violated+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpknH3O0SRI/AAAAAAAABNY/wNUQxRHGMY0/s320/peter+was+violated+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpknIHO0SSI/AAAAAAAABNg/v01-TfiF9xE/s1600-h/peter+was+violated+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpknIHO0SSI/AAAAAAAABNg/v01-TfiF9xE/s320/peter+was+violated+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-515496792335454076?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/515496792335454076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=515496792335454076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/515496792335454076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/515496792335454076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/07/while-ago-when-pedro-was-broken-into.html' title='A while ago, when Pedro was broken into'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpknHnO0SPI/AAAAAAAABNI/XsT5Vj_sSns/s72-c/peter+was+violated+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-7420537024401346586</id><published>2007-07-10T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T15:35:54.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpQJwkAGLlI/AAAAAAAABKI/BNqbt661QLA/s1600-h/IMGP0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpQJwkAGLlI/AAAAAAAABKI/BNqbt661QLA/s320/IMGP0743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085700609110584914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i am sitting in front of the tv watching the first season of lost; a show i recently became addicted to because brittany showed me a few episodes of season 2.  if you look real close and see the time when i posted this you will wonder why i am not at work.  my bride was sick from thursday through saturday with a stomach ache.  she got better and yesterday i woke up feeling sick, went to work and didn't get any worse throughout the day. . . that is until after britt and i went to the gym.  we chose to eat dinner at jason's deli where i got a sammich and tried a small cup of gumbo. . . NOT A WISE CHOICE.  the gumbo made my stomach way worse, and now i am sitting here watching the first season of lost.  it is way good, but my stomach is not so way good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that this day is great.  i have the best wife in the world (no offense intended), and i can't wait for her to get home from her reading conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-7420537024401346586?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/7420537024401346586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=7420537024401346586&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/7420537024401346586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/7420537024401346586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/07/sick-day.html' title='Sick Day'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RpQJwkAGLlI/AAAAAAAABKI/BNqbt661QLA/s72-c/IMGP0743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-2525081622399329630</id><published>2007-07-02T17:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T17:35:28.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times. . . </title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7648/616728265665530/1600/z/315823/0702071733-728128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7648/616728265665530/320/z/879824/0702071733-728128.jpg" width="320"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So i went to the doctor for my migraines and got put in this head gasket. I have to admit there are more fun ways to spend an afternoon. But the visits sure help the headaches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-2525081622399329630?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/2525081622399329630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=2525081622399329630&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/2525081622399329630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/2525081622399329630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/07/good-times.html' title='Good times. . . '/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-1663992168815932137</id><published>2007-07-01T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T20:53:36.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from the AZ Open House</title><content type='html'>I am too lazy to post the actual pictures here, especially when i can just upload them to the &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/scottslade"&gt;picasa&lt;/a&gt;  page.  so here they  &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/scottslade"&gt;are . . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-1663992168815932137?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/1663992168815932137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=1663992168815932137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/1663992168815932137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/1663992168815932137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/07/pictures-from-az-open-house.html' title='Pictures from the AZ Open House'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-5301601637998129174</id><published>2007-06-28T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T20:19:02.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7648/616728265665530/1600/z/679357/0628071832-742755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7648/616728265665530/320/z/538272/0628071832-742755.jpg" width="320"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;we went to walgreen&amp;#39;s to get some treats for the upcoming reunion and saw this killer spider man slip and slide. If you have kids then they probably need it, and if you don&amp;#39;t you need it just in case the kids come sooner than you expect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-5301601637998129174?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/5301601637998129174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=5301601637998129174&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/5301601637998129174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/5301601637998129174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/06/tight.html' title='Tight!'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-2257769580603179605</id><published>2007-06-28T08:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T08:56:13.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thursday</title><content type='html'>It is a bit overdue, but Brittany and I got a new car last Saturday.  For those of you who are going to reunion you will get to see it; others no such luck.  This is her last week of teaching summer school.  Which is good and bad.  The income is nice, but I am excited to see her right when I get home everyday.  Life is still great, we love our apartment, and are still enjoying being together.  Post more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-2257769580603179605?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/2257769580603179605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=2257769580603179605&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/2257769580603179605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/2257769580603179605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-thursday.html' title='Happy Thursday'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-7089790785524373218</id><published>2007-06-26T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:47:55.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can Stop Whining In the Very Near Future</title><content type='html'>Some of the pictures from the wedding have been posted to the same &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/ryanpearson/sets/72157600504658454/"&gt;flickr.com&lt;/a&gt; website.  .  . check them out and the rest will be linked to once they are there.  For the time being these are while we were at the temple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-7089790785524373218?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/7089790785524373218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=7089790785524373218&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/7089790785524373218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/7089790785524373218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-can-stop-whining-in-very-near.html' title='You Can Stop Whining In the Very Near Future'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-6523050319125768583</id><published>2007-06-25T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T13:37:02.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Back!</title><content type='html'>I Brittany's Bridal pictures on &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/ryanpearson/sets/72157600406395716/"&gt;flickr.com&lt;/a&gt;  i hope you enjoy them. Just click on the &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/ryanpearson/sets/72157600406395716/"&gt;flickr.com&lt;/a&gt; link.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-6523050319125768583?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/6523050319125768583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=6523050319125768583&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/6523050319125768583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/6523050319125768583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/06/theyre-back.html' title='They&apos;re Back!'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-7847739151366977675</id><published>2007-06-22T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T09:40:03.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official!!!</title><content type='html'>Brittany and I got our marriage certificate yesterday.  I think it was the highlight of both of our days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We also went and looked at a new car, so that Britt will be in something more reliable.  We went through a friend who is the best to work with.  However he recently was moved into management, so we went through someone he reccomended.  The night was rediculous.  I think we told the salesman we wanted to leave at 7:30 and ended up being haggled with over a car we were NOT going to purchase for over an hour.  Not good times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also married life is still great.  I (scott) am enjoying my new job a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-7847739151366977675?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/7847739151366977675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=7847739151366977675&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/7847739151366977675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/7847739151366977675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official!!!'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-2394403896393674800</id><published>2007-06-20T12:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T12:57:55.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the pictures were taken down</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7648/616728265665530/1600/z/170538/c667-776257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7648/616728265665530/320/z/564371/c667-776257.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;But here is my favorite Britt pic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-2394403896393674800?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/2394403896393674800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=2394403896393674800&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/2394403896393674800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/2394403896393674800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/06/pictures-were-taken-down.html' title='the pictures were taken down'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-4234826982267327844</id><published>2007-06-06T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T12:17:15.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RmcILhzFn5I/AAAAAAAABGA/zRPQTiSnv68/s1600-h/IMG_4075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RmcILhzFn5I/AAAAAAAABGA/zRPQTiSnv68/s320/IMG_4075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073032499400384402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-4234826982267327844?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/4234826982267327844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=4234826982267327844&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/4234826982267327844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/4234826982267327844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usuUZC_UKug/RmcILhzFn5I/AAAAAAAABGA/zRPQTiSnv68/s72-c/IMG_4075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-5935783882200537552</id><published>2007-06-06T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T09:40:09.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Web pics, just in case you haven't seen them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/scottslade"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/scottslade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-5935783882200537552?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/5935783882200537552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=5935783882200537552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/5935783882200537552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/5935783882200537552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/06/web-pics-just-in-case-you-havent-seen.html' title='Web pics, just in case you haven&apos;t seen them'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5052237952332029408.post-8334361073970225075</id><published>2007-06-06T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T09:18:35.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only a few days to the best wedding ever</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I (scott) am here in AZ while Brittany is up in UT readying for the wedding.  I'm a sap, but I miss her, and can't wait to get married.  If you wont be there Friday the 8th, make sure to come to our open house here in AZ on Saturday, June 16th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It is at 720 Seattle Slew, Gilbert AZ 85296&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holler back, I am off to pack my bags, and go get Britt's bed from her old place.  Things to do, and not enough time to do them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5052237952332029408-8334361073970225075?l=brittnscott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/feeds/8334361073970225075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5052237952332029408&amp;postID=8334361073970225075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/8334361073970225075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5052237952332029408/posts/default/8334361073970225075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnscott.blogspot.com/2007/06/only-few-days-to-best-wedding-ever.html' title='Only a few days to the best wedding ever'/><author><name>TheSlades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569768356885303776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
