<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391</id><updated>2009-11-10T03:51:32.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do the Puyallup</title><subtitle type='html'>How did I end up here and when do we leave?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-1825472653737274497</id><published>2008-12-21T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T18:39:43.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SU79SEYOY-I/AAAAAAAAAgo/muOrr_9HauI/s1600-h/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282437899806991330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SU79SEYOY-I/AAAAAAAAAgo/muOrr_9HauI/s320/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister Renee came to visit, and was only supposed to spend the night with me and then go to my mom's house in Port Angeles. Then the blizzard snow came and she has gotten to stay the last four days with us. Sorry Mom, you loss is my gain. We have been playing in the snow and finishing our Christmas shopping.  I think we might have a break tomorrow and be able to deliver the goods to Mom, but until then, its girl time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-1825472653737274497?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/1825472653737274497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=1825472653737274497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/1825472653737274497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/1825472653737274497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/12/girl-time.html' title='Girl Time'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SU79SEYOY-I/AAAAAAAAAgo/muOrr_9HauI/s72-c/girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-7870588216253518275</id><published>2008-12-10T19:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:22:55.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a holly jolly Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SUCHZEuLRMI/AAAAAAAAAY0/RbX-YAe7ZqQ/s1600-h/DSCF1551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278367628112118978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SUCHZEuLRMI/AAAAAAAAAY0/RbX-YAe7ZqQ/s320/DSCF1551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ella stayed home from school today with a bit of a sore throat. As soon as the school bus rounded the corner and went out of sight, she started in that she wanted to decorate her gingerbread house. This is the finished product! I noticed that many of the decorations would end up in her mouth before actually making it on the house. All that sugar has been great for her sore throat as I notice quite a hacking cough building now. Nyquil, where are you? I can tell this is going to be a long night of me listening to coughing and Ella snoring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-7870588216253518275?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/7870588216253518275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=7870588216253518275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/7870588216253518275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/7870588216253518275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-holly-jolly-christmas.html' title='Have a holly jolly Christmas'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SUCHZEuLRMI/AAAAAAAAAY0/RbX-YAe7ZqQ/s72-c/DSCF1551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-1256786753650773096</id><published>2008-11-08T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T12:05:53.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Michael Phelps.</title><content type='html'>I have been trying to brainstorm something for the fam to do over the winter months that might be fun and keep us from molding. Earlier this week, while torturing myself at the Y, I noticed that the pool is open to all on Friday nights. I then, in my head, created the Litterell family swim night on Friday's. What, am I crazy? Actually doing something that puts me in a swim suit on a weekly basis? I'm getting braver in my advancing years... All week I pumped up "Family Swim night" to everyone, including Taylor and Derek. They were oh so thrilled in their asshole teenage kind of way- (most of you have yet to behold that treat.) So last night, at the last minute, those two found excuses not to go (like not missing the 20th rerun of The Hills), but Chuck, Ella and I headed down to the Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On normal days, our YMCA is packed with rug rats and parents. If it wasn't for the great kids activities, I would go and join LA Fitness. To my surprise, I found that on Friday nights, there is hardly a soul there. So, we threw on our suits and jumped in the lap pool. For the next half an hour, Chuck and I swam laps while Ella jumped between laps and the huge water slide. She is a fantastic swimmer- better than me, and she can go go go forever. I can't even say what a great workout it was- and I didn't even realize I was working out! This morning I think every single muscle in my body is screaming- including my ankles! Family swim night was one brainstorm of mine that was actually great fun and I think it will stick- at least through the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, Taylor even said he would go next week. AMAZING! I think he detected the excitement in the air and doesn't want to miss out next time. Ya right! I asked if he would do laps with me and he laughed and said, "Ya right Mom, I might splash around, but no laps." Oh well, at least he said he would go and that is a miracle. Only time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-1256786753650773096?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/1256786753650773096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=1256786753650773096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/1256786753650773096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/1256786753650773096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-michael-phelps.html' title='I am Michael Phelps.'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-4300954156133771622</id><published>2008-10-31T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:26:13.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQv1WSmA8qI/AAAAAAAAAYk/zgtKG_1-cDg/s1600-h/S4010009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263570352809767586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQv1WSmA8qI/AAAAAAAAAYk/zgtKG_1-cDg/s320/S4010009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQv1Of-wlBI/AAAAAAAAAYc/hdbrwzmKy9Q/s1600-h/DSCF1509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263570218964259858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQv1Of-wlBI/AAAAAAAAAYc/hdbrwzmKy9Q/s320/DSCF1509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQv1E-fSZTI/AAAAAAAAAYU/g1exX1pTmMg/s1600-h/DSCF1499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263570055355065650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQv1E-fSZTI/AAAAAAAAAYU/g1exX1pTmMg/s320/DSCF1499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQv08K8bPaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Gt-J1z4AjnE/s1600-h/DSCF1492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263569904079682978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQv08K8bPaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Gt-J1z4AjnE/s320/DSCF1492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQv0yjCZhEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/c4eCYKZl8h8/s1600-h/DSCF1488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263569738748494914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQv0yjCZhEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/c4eCYKZl8h8/s320/DSCF1488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween did not dissapoint this year.  Ella was a high school musical cheerleader, but to my surprise, she let me get jiggy with it and make her the walking dead.  I have to say, she got great reviews from all.  It is so nice that Ella has her cousins to share all of the holiday's with too. Ella tolerates Quinn more all the time- he actually seems to be pretty fun to hang with. How can I tell? I do not hear quite as many, "Quinn stop it!" in a horrible whiny voice. Anyways, the kids looked so cute in their costumes. Our new neighborhood is also jam packed with so many kids too. I did get a little crazy with the fake mustache on Margot. I just had to! As for my fav holiday- it was a good one! One observation... did anyone have trick or treaters still knocking on their door at 10pm? I did. Tiny kids with their parents. Hmmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-4300954156133771622?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/4300954156133771622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=4300954156133771622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/4300954156133771622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/4300954156133771622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/10/boo.html' title='BOO!!!'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQv1WSmA8qI/AAAAAAAAAYk/zgtKG_1-cDg/s72-c/S4010009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-6265053031843613761</id><published>2008-10-29T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:36:13.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQlHUW98_xI/AAAAAAAAAX8/nriLpCZYuzs/s1600-h/l_b9d4bc8a4389b4cd5fc207bc18644a77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262816054647521042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQlHUW98_xI/AAAAAAAAAX8/nriLpCZYuzs/s320/l_b9d4bc8a4389b4cd5fc207bc18644a77.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor had his homecoming dance this weekend.  He has a nice girlfriend and she is a Senior...score Taylor.  Check out the kid in the kilt- and the table full of monster...  OOOHH Party!!!  I won't tell what Mom and her friends would have been drinking.  Did I say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQlHC16Zk2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/ppWH8yfxc4E/s1600-h/l_e247866280f0409d947d282f9ee0c66a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQlG8NdCwFI/AAAAAAAAAXs/wMSxC-tewgA/s1600-h/l_8aaf82cdc2086576d2f7da3d7e34145f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262815639776706642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQlG8NdCwFI/AAAAAAAAAXs/wMSxC-tewgA/s320/l_8aaf82cdc2086576d2f7da3d7e34145f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-6265053031843613761?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/6265053031843613761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=6265053031843613761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/6265053031843613761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/6265053031843613761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/10/homecoming.html' title='Homecoming'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQlHUW98_xI/AAAAAAAAAX8/nriLpCZYuzs/s72-c/l_b9d4bc8a4389b4cd5fc207bc18644a77.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-641102003420131644</id><published>2008-10-23T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:39:57.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Taylor... How do I have a 17 year old?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQFQ7y-ktMI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ojI5Xul_nPo/s1600-h/S4010089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260574827972179138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQFQ7y-ktMI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ojI5Xul_nPo/s320/S4010089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is Taylor's birthday today. I tried a little surprise party for him by telling one of his good friends to invite all the other friends over. I was nervous, because when you have a teenager, often your best intentions can go over like a wet noodle. Also, I totally did not think that the kids would keep it a secret. Anyways, I told everyone to get here at 6:30. Taylor had to work until 7. Perfect, right? Well, Taylor called me at about 5 and told me that a kid at work came down with a rash, so he was going to stay later and cover his shift. I said, " Well, Taylor, it's your birthday, I think someone else should cover for him." He says, " It's OK Mom, there's nothing going on and I want to earn extra money, so no big deal." Trying to not be too obvious, I said "No, Taylor, I think you should come home by 7:30 to spend time with us". Now panicking, I called his friend that works with him and asked her to call their boss to let him know there is a birthday waiting for him. All the kids get here, and we are partying down.... just me, Ella and 10 or so 16 and 17 year olds and it is 7:45 before I finally here from Taylor. Next, his girlfriend gets a call from him and I think he was hinting around to her that he wanted to stop by her house. Wow, I realized then that he really had no idea about his party. She played it off pretty good and she told him she just woke up. Then, she told him she had to go to the store with her Mom. I bet by then he was really starting to feel a little Sixteen Candles. When he walked in, they all jumped out and screamed Happy Birthday and he was really surprised. Anyways, I will pat myself on the back because my teenager actually has been smiles all night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-641102003420131644?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/641102003420131644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=641102003420131644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/641102003420131644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/641102003420131644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-to-taylor-how-do-i-have.html' title='Happy Birthday to Taylor... How do I have a 17 year old?'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SQFQ7y-ktMI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ojI5Xul_nPo/s72-c/S4010089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-8101111248251088248</id><published>2008-09-20T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T14:31:50.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa Mike's visit has been action packed.</title><content type='html'>So, since my Dad only visits once per year, we have to jam it all in to get through the fun. First, we had a get together so he could see baby Margot for the first time and visit with us all. Next, it was off to the Puyallup fair for one last belt buster. The kids pretty much saved us though because all they wanted to do is ride the rides so we did not get much eatin' time. Kiley and Jason joined us, and the kids all get along great! Quinn is a joy because he just tags along with the big kids and is game for anything. Even MUTTEN BUSTIN'!!!! Yes, we entered Quinn in the Sheep riding competition and it was the single most best thing that I have seen in a long time. You must must must go to Lonnie's blog and check out the footage. I cannot believe that Quinn actually went through with it, there were so many kids that refused the moment that they sat them on the sheep. That was one of the rules, that no kids would be made to do it.  He was the youngest kid to go for it I am proud to say as most were 5 and 6 year olds.  Also, we had to get Quinn in on the action this year, because at his svelt 55 pounds, we knew that by next year, he may not make the 65 pound weight limit.  So, at Quinns expense, we all had a hootin good time!  After the fair, we came home and Dad made a fish fry out of the crazy amount of halibut he brought from Alaska. Yum!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the hands on that kid!  Plus, he can catch with his eyes closed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SNVlv3pbBxI/AAAAAAAAAXc/4bEGdCWGrMM/s1600-h/DSCF1418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248212813836125970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SNVlv3pbBxI/AAAAAAAAAXc/4bEGdCWGrMM/s320/DSCF1418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids had fun riding rides at the fair... Quinn keeps right up with the big kids too. Fear is not a problem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SNVlZGVB6fI/AAAAAAAAAXU/1rUb3phJZCQ/s1600-h/DSCF1411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248212422640134642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SNVlZGVB6fI/AAAAAAAAAXU/1rUb3phJZCQ/s320/DSCF1411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SNVlJQDcJuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/J4tZx3SMDuM/s1600-h/DSCF1404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248212150372804322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SNVlJQDcJuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/J4tZx3SMDuM/s320/DSCF1404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quinn and Ella miss grandpa.... Guilt alert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SNVk3pIPwrI/AAAAAAAAAW8/nau4NUo0OZk/s1600-h/DSCF1402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248211847866204850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SNVk3pIPwrI/AAAAAAAAAW8/nau4NUo0OZk/s320/DSCF1402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone luvs a happy baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SNVkslGvL5I/AAAAAAAAAW0/eysTHk-Y5cc/s1600-h/DSCF1398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248211657807572882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SNVkslGvL5I/AAAAAAAAAW0/eysTHk-Y5cc/s320/DSCF1398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandpa got to meet Margot for the first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SNVkgLue_6I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vicP-PiLjRw/s1600-h/DSCF1396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248211444836532130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SNVkgLue_6I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vicP-PiLjRw/s320/DSCF1396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-8101111248251088248?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/8101111248251088248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=8101111248251088248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/8101111248251088248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/8101111248251088248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/09/grandpa-mikes-visit-has-been-action.html' title='Grandpa Mike&apos;s visit has been action packed.'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SNVlv3pbBxI/AAAAAAAAAXc/4bEGdCWGrMM/s72-c/DSCF1418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-1245178122503709521</id><published>2008-09-14T13:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T13:36:27.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If your a Husky, then Oklahoma just sucks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SM100XjmWkI/AAAAAAAAAWk/-2iRUIIUaZI/s1600-h/GRANDPADERREK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245977583981845058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SM100XjmWkI/AAAAAAAAAWk/-2iRUIIUaZI/s320/GRANDPADERREK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Derek is taller than Grandpa Litterell now.  OOH, take that Sooner hat off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SM10whtE0MI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Z7MM_xwUcVU/s1600-h/pony2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245977517986468034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SM10whtE0MI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Z7MM_xwUcVU/s320/pony2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi Ho Silver..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SM10rhSr7lI/AAAAAAAAAWU/-9a5HneffeQ/s1600-h/RIDES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245977431976439378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SM10rhSr7lI/AAAAAAAAAWU/-9a5HneffeQ/s320/RIDES.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter thinks it is funny to make the most hideous faces... very cute indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SM10ngpx-3I/AAAAAAAAAWM/v_juNR_3oo8/s1600-h/milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245977363085392754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SM10ngpx-3I/AAAAAAAAAWM/v_juNR_3oo8/s320/milk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fake cow milking booth.  One of our must do's of the fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SM10jspkpQI/AAAAAAAAAWE/sD0n_hVCVfU/s1600-h/grandpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245977297586267394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SM10jspkpQI/AAAAAAAAAWE/sD0n_hVCVfU/s320/grandpa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First stop was of course the elephant ear booth.  They are getting fancy this year with a backdrop to take your pics.  Whatever... remember when elephant ears were 75 cents?  Now I think we paid $6.75.   Inflation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandpa Litterell made a surprise visit this week and we all had a nice visit. It was only for a couple of days, but we made it work. He took Ella for a quick spin around the fair (She has to visit the milkin' booth every year). Then it was off to Dereks football game, followed by dinner out to Pizza. The highlight of the visit was him taking Chuck to the Husky Oklahoma football game so that Chuck could watch firsthand his team getting punished by a very good Sooner team. They even got to sit in the Oklahoma section as Chuck proudly wore his purple and gold and had insults tossed at him the entire day. He took it like a man though. In his dreams the Huskies will again rise to the top...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I really hate going to Walmart, but they had Pony rides- how could we pass it up? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-1245178122503709521?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/1245178122503709521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=1245178122503709521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/1245178122503709521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/1245178122503709521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-your-husky-then-oklahoma-just-sucks.html' title='If your a Husky, then Oklahoma just sucks!'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SM100XjmWkI/AAAAAAAAAWk/-2iRUIIUaZI/s72-c/GRANDPADERREK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-5031631243385381965</id><published>2008-09-10T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:39:02.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SMf3w6RbsTI/AAAAAAAAAV8/YEvIB9-MqWc/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244432710744387890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SMf3w6RbsTI/AAAAAAAAAV8/YEvIB9-MqWc/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SMf3qxUk6RI/AAAAAAAAAV0/g2-XwMXo0kI/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244432605262440722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SMf3qxUk6RI/AAAAAAAAAV0/g2-XwMXo0kI/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SMf3jzDkp-I/AAAAAAAAAVs/vWmeioHNHqw/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244432485468907490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SMf3jzDkp-I/AAAAAAAAAVs/vWmeioHNHqw/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids went off to school and we are all excited about that. I have taken a first day of school pic of Taylor every year since he started, so it is fun to continue that tradition. This year's pic of Tay is pretty special. For once, he smiled as a teenager and it makes me laugh.. When you guys actually have teenagers, you will understand my joy! Ella is so excited to be able to ride the bus- finally. I am liking it too as all I have to do is stand on my front porch and the bus stops about 50 feet away. Nice... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Derek remains elusive about his first day of school pic- he leaves the house at about 6:30 am to walk to school with his friends, so I have not been able to catch him. I think they stop at Winco on their way to grab lunch. Winco is where all the kids hang out. They are obsessed with it in fact- something about 60 cents for a 2 liter of soda. All of the kids are liking our new house as they have so many friends to hang out with. If you ask Chuck and I, we will tell you there are too many kids to hang out with, but that is our problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-5031631243385381965?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/5031631243385381965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=5031631243385381965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/5031631243385381965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/5031631243385381965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School.'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SMf3w6RbsTI/AAAAAAAAAV8/YEvIB9-MqWc/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-5634859196417743856</id><published>2008-09-05T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:43:23.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SMIKHUjYDzI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YTFv44L0evo/s1600-h/waterfall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242764037105127218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SMIKHUjYDzI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YTFv44L0evo/s320/waterfall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, when you are the wife of a landscaper, you get to see him create really cool things like waterfalls and such, and always wonder when you will get your very own. Well, after much begging, I got my own little waterfall. I think it is so cute, small, but cute. It is for sure the smallest that Chuck has ever done, but it fits our yard. I love it, and I think I have fulfilled one of the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;feng shui requirements of running water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&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/5073579357799411391-5634859196417743856?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/5634859196417743856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=5634859196417743856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/5634859196417743856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/5634859196417743856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SMIKHUjYDzI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YTFv44L0evo/s72-c/waterfall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-837260538133535630</id><published>2008-09-01T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:59:55.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's an all meat party.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SLy5svGPJXI/AAAAAAAAAVU/3gPzfJykpsM/s1600-h/Meat+Party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241268244560422258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SLy5svGPJXI/AAAAAAAAAVU/3gPzfJykpsM/s320/Meat+Party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SLy5mbbXMoI/AAAAAAAAAVM/24VxrYSDyMs/s1600-h/Margot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241268136201106050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SLy5mbbXMoI/AAAAAAAAAVM/24VxrYSDyMs/s320/Margot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was Lonnie's b-day today. He is the big 40! In his honor, we allowed him to enjoy and all meat party. I did end up stopping by the store and buying a loaf of french bread and some ready made salads, but besides that, it was a MEATFEST! Yum, but my insides are going to pay dearly.  OOH and I had to throw in a pic of baby Margot.  She is the sweetest, and most fun baby I've been around in a while and soooo cute. And sooooo dainty.  She is almost 5 months, and tiny!  I did not think the McIntire gene could do tiny, or dainty, or petite.  Cute, Cute, Cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-837260538133535630?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/837260538133535630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=837260538133535630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/837260538133535630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/837260538133535630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-all-meat-party.html' title='It&apos;s an all meat party.'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SLy5svGPJXI/AAAAAAAAAVU/3gPzfJykpsM/s72-c/Meat+Party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-579049835707785744</id><published>2008-08-26T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:33:46.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas Baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SLTY9eTa35I/AAAAAAAAAVE/lt49xfIV4t0/s1600-h/vegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239050817156865938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SLTY9eTa35I/AAAAAAAAAVE/lt49xfIV4t0/s320/vegas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This photo is a little blurry, but so were we...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chuck and I survived Vegas. It was a lovely 105 degrees which really thaws out us Washingtonians! I had a fantastic time getting away for a couple of days. There were two highlights to my trip. First being the dinner we ate at Emerils. We decided to indulge with the Chef's tasting menu. If you have never done one of these, they bring you about six courses of food. By the third, I was taking two bites and passing my plate to my husband because I knew I would never last if I cleaned each plate. The food was amazing, and by the last course I was begging for them to stop. Chuck will not let food go to waste, so I think he was pretty miserable by the time we got done. A delightful miserable though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, my fantastic husband took me on a shopping spree to my favorite stores. I cannot get enough of the mall there. We ended up having to lug four bags of clothes onto the plane. Shopping is amazing therapy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239049646239383666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SLTX5US8AHI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Jw-oqNkbgN4/s320/Chuck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh, as we left The Venetian, Chuck ran into Jessica Simpson and he got a little friendly with her. I'm not a hater though- He's all mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-579049835707785744?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/579049835707785744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=579049835707785744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/579049835707785744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/579049835707785744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/08/vegas-baby.html' title='Vegas Baby...'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SLTY9eTa35I/AAAAAAAAAVE/lt49xfIV4t0/s72-c/vegas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-2626077127216647501</id><published>2008-07-21T10:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:58:06.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lakefair fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SIofNjLPnpI/AAAAAAAAAUs/RAKKEe-IguQ/s1600-h/DSCF1305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227024635158044306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SIofNjLPnpI/AAAAAAAAAUs/RAKKEe-IguQ/s320/DSCF1305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SIofJR2tdiI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Ns-Kq3tFVvE/s1600-h/DSCF1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227024561789040162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SIofJR2tdiI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Ns-Kq3tFVvE/s320/DSCF1304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SIofDCYixiI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vRcZD6OpU2E/s1600-h/DSCF1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227024454556763682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SIofDCYixiI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vRcZD6OpU2E/s320/DSCF1303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SITEuJA9gxI/AAAAAAAAAUU/tic8EnMj6Qg/s1600-h/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225517764629594898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SITEuJA9gxI/AAAAAAAAAUU/tic8EnMj6Qg/s320/cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SITCYZGRZKI/AAAAAAAAAUM/4ggWKCqq1fg/s1600-h/ellachuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225515191966459042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SITCYZGRZKI/AAAAAAAAAUM/4ggWKCqq1fg/s320/ellachuck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a nice break at Lakefair this year, and it brought the HOTNESS which was better than last years rain for sure. Let's see, so many people to visit this week- my little sister is in town, and we got to hang out for a while. We went to the high school battle of the bands- the kids did not seem too excited for that. Ooh, Nicci and Michelle stopped by the boat. Nicci looks so good- she is a Cali girl for sure! Michelle, you look good too! No slights here. We had a nice visit over a couple of brewski's. OH- and my fascinating thing of the weekend- I saw a bobcat on a leash. Kind of weird. This was in a pretty crowded parking lot, and the lady made the comment, "she's not that friendly." Good to bring your 'not friendly' bobcat to a crowded environment with lot's of small children. Also, Shad was in town with his band Hellrancho. It was nice to visit with him, screaming over a LOUD opening band. Kind of awkward in a make you feel weird and old kind of way. His band was quite good though. Mudhoney and Motorhead happily blended together. Chuck was extremely happy to be there. Pun intended! Happy to volunteer to leave and walk Katie to her car. What a cute preggo lady! I'm thinking the bun in oven was feeling the same as Chuck. Anyways, Nic, we will have to visit more when we decide to make the Cali drive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-2626077127216647501?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/2626077127216647501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=2626077127216647501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/2626077127216647501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/2626077127216647501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/07/lakefair-fun.html' title='Lakefair fun'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SIofNjLPnpI/AAAAAAAAAUs/RAKKEe-IguQ/s72-c/DSCF1305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-84091316955495508</id><published>2008-07-05T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:58:07.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th! We have all our didgets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SIogTETuW5I/AAAAAAAAAU0/651Gw2JhRFE/s1600-h/DSCF1290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227025829462956946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SIogTETuW5I/AAAAAAAAAU0/651Gw2JhRFE/s320/DSCF1290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I am happy to report that after much blowing of things up, all of my children have all of their fingers and toes intact! It has been a successful 4th of July! One note about the economy- when Chuck went to the tribe to get his fireworks this year, he got the same pack that he does every year, The Thunderchief, it was cleverly packed smaller and the guy was not negotiating on price- at all!. The fuel prices are far reaching- even when buying illegal fireworks! What are we to do? We did have a good time in our new neighborhood. I cannot believe the amount of fireworks that we witnessed. They went on until 1 am. The only bad thing is my old dog Max just sat with his head in the corner all night- it was pitiful. Poor guy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt; Also, Ella has a new friend- Tyanna who just moved in next door.  They have been like two peas in a pod since day one.  I really like the little girl, however, she comes with about 5 big and little  brothers and sisters.  In addition, we just can't shake her.  If you open the front door, her and her clan will be waiting on the front porch like strays- "Can we come in? Can I spend the night? Where are you going? Can Ella play? Do you have any ice cream?"  At all times of the day- there will be six kids in our front yard.  It is all I can do to keep Chuck from being the grumpy old bastard on the block screaming "all you kids get the F off my yard!"  We have been trying to set some kind of boundaries, but it is hard because they are really nice little kids and it is rare to find playmates that are not too annoying.  Their parents are the types to just kick the kids outside to play, and we are micro managers that watch Ella every moment of her existence- and we have otter pops... I was always told to never feed strays.  I think that is my problem. &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/5073579357799411391-84091316955495508?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/84091316955495508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=84091316955495508' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/84091316955495508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/84091316955495508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-we-have-all-our-didgets.html' title='Happy 4th! We have all our didgets!'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SIogTETuW5I/AAAAAAAAAU0/651Gw2JhRFE/s72-c/DSCF1290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-2858843289789797933</id><published>2008-06-18T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:58:07.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SFlgA9nPRVI/AAAAAAAAAUE/eERxKnCYUXk/s1600-h/DSCF1250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213303613313467730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SFlgA9nPRVI/AAAAAAAAAUE/eERxKnCYUXk/s320/DSCF1250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a girl with curly hair, THIS is a minor miracle. Only my hair dresser can do it, but it is nice for a day. If I was to try this at home, I end up looking like Roseanna, Roseanne Danna of SNL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-2858843289789797933?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/2858843289789797933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=2858843289789797933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/2858843289789797933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/2858843289789797933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/06/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out.'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SFlgA9nPRVI/AAAAAAAAAUE/eERxKnCYUXk/s72-c/DSCF1250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-69914045650677208</id><published>2008-06-18T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:58:07.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Baby Baby, Baby Baby Baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SFlfHom5rZI/AAAAAAAAAT8/V6jYt925lNY/s1600-h/DSCF1286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213302628422364562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SFlfHom5rZI/AAAAAAAAAT8/V6jYt925lNY/s320/DSCF1286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SFlenjR_2LI/AAAAAAAAAT0/u-Zrq1Dpr-o/s1600-h/DSCF1287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213302077236697266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SFlenjR_2LI/AAAAAAAAAT0/u-Zrq1Dpr-o/s320/DSCF1287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have you seen a prettier baby for a while ??? Shhhhh- do not comment on the bald head. He probably does not know it's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SFledUe147I/AAAAAAAAATs/fIaKKZgIQug/s1600-h/DSCF1281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213301901465346994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SFledUe147I/AAAAAAAAATs/fIaKKZgIQug/s320/DSCF1281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here she is_ Margot Ayn 2 months old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-69914045650677208?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/69914045650677208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=69914045650677208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/69914045650677208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/69914045650677208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/06/baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby.html' title='Baby Baby Baby, Baby Baby Baby...'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SFlfHom5rZI/AAAAAAAAAT8/V6jYt925lNY/s72-c/DSCF1286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-5475540234643595260</id><published>2008-06-10T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:58:07.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did I find this?</title><content type='html'>After my grandmas fire a few years ago, I found some boxes with pictures and quickly packed them in my garage without really looking at them- until now...  We have been arranging the garage in the new house and cleaning everything up and look what I found.  I think this one is from my 8th grade graduation dance.  Look who was there.  What a cutie patootee-  and she's with the object of my obsession.  Nicci, why were you there?  I can't remember???  There are more good ones where this came from too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SE9bhKR7LaI/AAAAAAAAATk/9gPPI-RHaTw/s1600-h/Old+Pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210483919144299938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SE9bhKR7LaI/AAAAAAAAATk/9gPPI-RHaTw/s320/Old+Pics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-5475540234643595260?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/5475540234643595260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=5475540234643595260' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/5475540234643595260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/5475540234643595260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/06/where-did-i-find-this.html' title='Where did I find this?'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SE9bhKR7LaI/AAAAAAAAATk/9gPPI-RHaTw/s72-c/Old+Pics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-2464563731153971548</id><published>2008-06-05T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:58:07.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply titled....MAN AND HIS CAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SEiQKd1SB_I/AAAAAAAAATc/h2Pw9ovBaKU/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208571478535178226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SEiQKd1SB_I/AAAAAAAAATc/h2Pw9ovBaKU/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack Bazil slipped out the door yesterday and we we're all scarred that he would not come back. I found him chasing birds up the street and brought him home. I even caught Chuck having a moment with him today. Our best fun lately has been giving the cat fresh cat nip and watching him go crazy. Yes, we are easily amused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-2464563731153971548?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/2464563731153971548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=2464563731153971548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/2464563731153971548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/2464563731153971548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/06/simply-titledman-and-his-cat.html' title='Simply titled....MAN AND 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href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/05/ella-dad-will-take-you-out.html' title='Ella, Dad will take you out!'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-5623278753489883592</id><published>2008-05-25T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:58:09.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day one- Let's get the hell outta here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnXIh5qDGI/AAAAAAAAATM/iJMDV2hEv18/s1600-h/DSCF1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204427385942445154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnXIh5qDGI/AAAAAAAAATM/iJMDV2hEv18/s320/DSCF1053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for the plane at Sea-tac. Everyone was excited. When we got to Vegas, it was hot- for one day to be exact. The kids got the use the pool and the slide only a couple of times. We had lots of fun and needed relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnXBx5qDFI/AAAAAAAAATE/MULVyA0mkOY/s1600-h/DSCF1062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204427269978328146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnXBx5qDFI/AAAAAAAAATE/MULVyA0mkOY/s320/DSCF1062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek and Ella at the pool- having fun. It was so windy that the chairs were being lifted up and carried away, but still hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnW5x5qDEI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6Af0TgtcPIY/s1600-h/DSCF1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204427132539374658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnW5x5qDEI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6Af0TgtcPIY/s320/DSCF1063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor catchin' rays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnWyx5qDDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/m-RtXQm_NIs/s1600-h/DSCF1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204427012280290354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnWyx5qDDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/m-RtXQm_NIs/s320/DSCF1064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The M&amp;amp;M factory is always a hit. Ella did eat a pound of them and had a big tummy ache for a while. I think it was the new flavor- Cherry. Tasted like cough syrup, Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnWtB5qDCI/AAAAAAAAASs/MJNJVHPdaRs/s1600-h/DSCF1065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204426913496042530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnWtB5qDCI/AAAAAAAAASs/MJNJVHPdaRs/s320/DSCF1065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5073579357799411391-5623278753489883592?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/5623278753489883592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=5623278753489883592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/5623278753489883592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/5623278753489883592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-one-lets-get-hell-outta-here.html' title='Day one- Let&apos;s get the hell outta here!'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnXIh5qDGI/AAAAAAAAATM/iJMDV2hEv18/s72-c/DSCF1053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-8497554520879954925</id><published>2008-05-25T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:58:09.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2- All around town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnVzB5qDBI/AAAAAAAAASk/BCzrWIT-MrU/s1600-h/DSCF1078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204425917063629842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnVzB5qDBI/AAAAAAAAASk/BCzrWIT-MrU/s320/DSCF1078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chuck needs to audition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnVpR5qDAI/AAAAAAAAASc/xnGL6yb2Qjg/s1600-h/DSCF1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204425749559905282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnVpR5qDAI/AAAAAAAAASc/xnGL6yb2Qjg/s320/DSCF1075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The new Palazzo hotel is pretty nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnVgR5qC_I/AAAAAAAAASU/8MhSen-i2y8/s1600-h/DSCF1080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204425594941082610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnVgR5qC_I/AAAAAAAAASU/8MhSen-i2y8/s320/DSCF1080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek and the "Governator"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnVTR5qC-I/AAAAAAAAASM/NbLkbpkpKdw/s1600-h/DSCF1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204425371602783202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnVTR5qC-I/AAAAAAAAASM/NbLkbpkpKdw/s320/DSCF1072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cingular Bars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnVNx5qC9I/AAAAAAAAASE/nmhMi7hSCqo/s1600-h/DSCF1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204425277113502674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnVNx5qC9I/AAAAAAAAASE/nmhMi7hSCqo/s320/DSCF1076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5073579357799411391-8497554520879954925?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/8497554520879954925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=8497554520879954925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/8497554520879954925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/8497554520879954925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-2-all-around-town.html' title='Day 2- All around town'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnVzB5qDBI/AAAAAAAAASk/BCzrWIT-MrU/s72-c/DSCF1078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-7292689443852465628</id><published>2008-05-25T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:58:10.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2. Continued- Ella's got a grill</title><content type='html'>So Ella got a grill out of a sucker and she gave us her "gangsta pose" for about an hour for each picture.  I thought I would pee my pants it was so funny.  She is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnSOh5qC8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/AqnpLSHRjYQ/s1600-h/DSCF1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204421991463521218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnSOh5qC8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/AqnpLSHRjYQ/s320/DSCF1089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnSHB5qC7I/AAAAAAAAAR0/cJU4zuiRTT4/s1600-h/DSCF1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204421862614502322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnSHB5qC7I/AAAAAAAAAR0/cJU4zuiRTT4/s320/DSCF1086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnR8B5qC6I/AAAAAAAAARs/VhK8E5MqYIc/s1600-h/DSCF1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204421673635941282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnR8B5qC6I/AAAAAAAAARs/VhK8E5MqYIc/s320/DSCF1084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-7292689443852465628?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/7292689443852465628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=7292689443852465628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/7292689443852465628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/7292689443852465628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-2-continued-ellas-got-grill.html' title='Day 2. Continued- Ella&apos;s got a grill'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnSOh5qC8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/AqnpLSHRjYQ/s72-c/DSCF1089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-2952447613570874508</id><published>2008-05-25T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:58:10.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 Part one- Hoover Dam is Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnO9B5qC5I/AAAAAAAAARk/wcW1c2YkPVs/s1600-h/DSCF1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204418392280927122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnO9B5qC5I/AAAAAAAAARk/wcW1c2YkPVs/s320/DSCF1092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnOkh5qC4I/AAAAAAAAARc/_WiT7vGZ4tk/s1600-h/DSCF1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204417971374132098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnOkh5qC4I/AAAAAAAAARc/_WiT7vGZ4tk/s320/DSCF1091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check it out- they are building a new bridge that will now make it so that you will not drive over the dam.. We don't want the terrorists blowing up the dam and flooding California!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnNLB5qC3I/AAAAAAAAARU/cgqG8D3n-W0/s1600-h/DSCF1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204416433775840114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnNLB5qC3I/AAAAAAAAARU/cgqG8D3n-W0/s320/DSCF1100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lake Mead - We decided when we come back, we are going on a rafting trip. Looked like so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnM_B5qC2I/AAAAAAAAARM/w7ZycAZOsfw/s1600-h/DSCF1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204416227617409890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnM_B5qC2I/AAAAAAAAARM/w7ZycAZOsfw/s320/DSCF1105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Abbey Road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best. Watch closely- These little guys were hanging out on the cliffs behind the dam. 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Our mission to see the Grand Canyon failed due to lack of research.  The closest point of the Grand Canyon is the West rim of course.  Only a one and a half hour drive.  This is where the glass bridge is located that goes out over the canyon.  Not many people know about this, and for good reason.  Most, including the Brady Bunch, view the Grand Canyon from the South rim, just above Flagstaff.  This was a five hour drive though.  We did not not want to go that far, so we decide to go the the West Rim.  Yes, everyone we asked either did not know what we were talking about, or told us we should go to the South Rim.  No way, we just want to drive right up to the edge and take a quick peek and return to the hotel.  Famous last words...  Just over the Hoover dam, the drive takes you through no-whereville, taking a turn onto a 17 mile dirt road into a Indian Reservation.  The tribe owns the land on the entire West rim.  Just prior to getting to the canyon, you run into a parking lot.  This parking lot is just shy of being able to see anything.   You must pay $20 bucks to park- fine with us.... then you find out how much it will to "view" the canyon- Helicopter ride for $280 each,  or tour bus for $80 each and then manditory buffet dinner at $50 each, skywalk glass bridge for $30 each, (no pictures allowed of the canyon as you must purchase them)  How can you sell pictures of the Grand Canyon??? Chuck was so mad we actually turned around and went back.  He said it was the principle of it... I laughed so hard!!  Oh well, we had plenty of adventures that day.  The canyon has eluded us but we will be back. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnImh5qC1I/AAAAAAAAARE/hq0ksi0qCow/s1600-h/DSCF1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204411408664103762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnImh5qC1I/AAAAAAAAARE/hq0ksi0qCow/s320/DSCF1107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only family in the world who would let a Taco Bus upstage the Grand Canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnIMR5qC0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Vp5pmPAnH_M/s1600-h/DSCF1108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204410957692537666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnIMR5qC0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Vp5pmPAnH_M/s320/DSCF1108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Absolutely, Chucks favorite part of our trip- The little Taco bus in the middle of no-where that served up these babies. I have to say- in the middle of a desert, not bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnH0R5qCzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5OKiv5LdILQ/s1600-h/DSCF1109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204410545375677234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnH0R5qCzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5OKiv5LdILQ/s320/DSCF1109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what you come upon when you turn off the main road to make your way to the Grand Canyon. 17 miles of nasty gravel road. I noticed that most cars turned back. We pressed on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnHEh5qCyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/bENXQSCyQnE/s1600-h/DSCF1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204409725036923682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnHEh5qCyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/bENXQSCyQnE/s320/DSCF1110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The road to no-where took us right through the Joshua tree forest. I noticed these cool pods on the tree and made Chuck pull over and pick one. Yes, I did smuggle it back, through the state line checkpoint and in my luggage. I am going to try and plant it and then Washington State will become riddled with scraggly Joshua trees and quickly become a desert- It's all my master plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnGIR5qCwI/AAAAAAAAAQc/GOopcSFRuKI/s1600-h/DSCF1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204408689949805314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnGIR5qCwI/AAAAAAAAAQc/GOopcSFRuKI/s320/DSCF1125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor's enthusiasm for the ranch was just overflowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnF8R5qCvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mMvJiei1iZc/s1600-h/DSCF1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204408483791375090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnF8R5qCvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mMvJiei1iZc/s320/DSCF1126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Derek made a new friend who kept trying to bite him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnFXx5qCuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/mQKSSRKqL0Y/s1600-h/DSCF1128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204407856726149858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnFXx5qCuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/mQKSSRKqL0Y/s320/DSCF1128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We may have come short on the Grand Canyon, but Ella always seems to luck out on the horse rides. In the middle of the 17 mile dirt road, there was this cool little ranch that was by reservation only, but the owner set Ella up with a horse ride. This kid has all the luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnFDB5qCtI/AAAAAAAAAQE/rczONxqnlgg/s1600-h/DSCF1129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204407500243864274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnFDB5qCtI/AAAAAAAAAQE/rczONxqnlgg/s320/DSCF1129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The capper was this amazing Burger Chuck had at the Boulder Cafe in Boulder City on the way home. Yummy place to eat in a cute town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-6228945349706136055?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/6228945349706136055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=6228945349706136055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/6228945349706136055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/6228945349706136055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/05/almost-to-grand-canyon-we-settled-for.html' title='ALMOST to the Grand Canyon- we settled for a Taco Bus and Pony ride.'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnImh5qC1I/AAAAAAAAARE/hq0ksi0qCow/s72-c/DSCF1107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073579357799411391.post-4190991009372323696</id><published>2008-05-25T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:58:12.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4- Wandering the streets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnDpx5qCsI/AAAAAAAAAP8/QynOJgTecWY/s1600-h/DSCF1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204405966940539586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnDpx5qCsI/AAAAAAAAAP8/QynOJgTecWY/s320/DSCF1153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after Chuck told Ella the monkey grabbed her butt.  She wanted nothing to do with it at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnC9x5qCrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uABW0wzhHpE/s1600-h/DSCF1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204405211026295474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnC9x5qCrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uABW0wzhHpE/s320/DSCF1144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 5 wasting time, we stopped by the Flamingo. I think we decided that is where we will stay for the adults only trip in August. Chuck was pretty fond of the topless pool that can be seem directly across from the Rapid Roulette table ( His new favorite game). Ella found some little friends. Very cute little guinne hens (sp?).  Basically we let the kids run around all day until party night for the adults kicked in.  We are real hard core- Spent dinner at Emerils new place Table 10, which had astonishing food!  UMmm, that Lobster pot pie was amazing.....  then we had a few drinks, and fed the slot machines tons of money.  This trip to Vegas, we were losers!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnChR5qCqI/AAAAAAAAAPs/VheDcaq7j3w/s1600-h/DSCF1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204404721400023714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnChR5qCqI/AAAAAAAAAPs/VheDcaq7j3w/s320/DSCF1145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073579357799411391-4190991009372323696?l=dothepuyallup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/feeds/4190991009372323696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073579357799411391&amp;postID=4190991009372323696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/4190991009372323696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073579357799411391/posts/default/4190991009372323696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dothepuyallup.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-4-wandering-streets.html' title='Day 4- Wandering the streets.'/><author><name>Do the Puyallup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313588988219570589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06213508197835154865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_brDrpJIwmVk/SDnDpx5qCsI/AAAAAAAAAP8/QynOJgTecWY/s72-c/DSCF1153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>