<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685</id><updated>2012-02-10T01:19:14.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brittany vs. Utah</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>295</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3450430222370505011</id><published>2011-11-01T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T09:04:51.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have moved...</title><content type='html'>This blog has been stagnant for so long, that I needed a new start.  Check me out here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://talesofaparkcitytexan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tales of a Texan in Utah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-3450430222370505011?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3450430222370505011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3450430222370505011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3450430222370505011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3450430222370505011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-have-moved.html' title='I have moved...'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-2962152086566316389</id><published>2010-08-31T09:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T09:10:56.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TH0oN7VPW1I/AAAAAAAABrY/TSjVlZ2-qgw/s1600/Mr.+Mogs+watching+Dad+Fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TH0oN7VPW1I/AAAAAAAABrY/TSjVlZ2-qgw/s400/Mr.+Mogs+watching+Dad+Fish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511605738701544274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TH0oFH7_yQI/AAAAAAAABrQ/0PVmJ-uV-L4/s1600/Mogs+hiking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TH0oFH7_yQI/AAAAAAAABrQ/0PVmJ-uV-L4/s400/Mogs+hiking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511605587466504450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TH0n34sHP5I/AAAAAAAABrI/PnvoBa3kvLQ/s1600/Mt.+Watson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TH0n34sHP5I/AAAAAAAABrI/PnvoBa3kvLQ/s400/Mt.+Watson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511605360035053458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TH0nqbz4vBI/AAAAAAAABrA/0kyJACxAo3E/s1600/Crystal+Lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TH0nqbz4vBI/AAAAAAAABrA/0kyJACxAo3E/s400/Crystal+Lake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511605128944729106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we went hiking and it was fun and Mogley and Mom#2 came and we fished and we caught nothing and we saw cows and crossed streams and we saw people hunting mushrooms and it was cold and windy and it was hard to breathe.  Overall it was a great day and I can think of no better way to describe it than a really terrible run on sentence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-2962152086566316389?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/2962152086566316389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=2962152086566316389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/2962152086566316389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/2962152086566316389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/08/sunday-hike.html' title='Sunday Hike'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TH0oN7VPW1I/AAAAAAAABrY/TSjVlZ2-qgw/s72-c/Mr.+Mogs+watching+Dad+Fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-8383907817708797017</id><published>2010-08-27T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T15:21:36.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Loves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/THfUk7K-qKI/AAAAAAAABq4/A8uA7V4mpkM/s1600/GHK+%26+LMK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 378px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/THfUk7K-qKI/AAAAAAAABq4/A8uA7V4mpkM/s400/GHK+%26+LMK.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510106399935211682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know, Munch will be asking for a beer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-8383907817708797017?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/8383907817708797017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=8383907817708797017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8383907817708797017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8383907817708797017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-loves.html' title='My Loves'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/THfUk7K-qKI/AAAAAAAABq4/A8uA7V4mpkM/s72-c/GHK+%26+LMK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-4923958910678797194</id><published>2010-08-26T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T07:16:08.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lounging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/THZzMd-RTnI/AAAAAAAABqw/W2IBQu-tDlk/s1600/LMK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/THZzMd-RTnI/AAAAAAAABqw/W2IBQu-tDlk/s400/LMK.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509717852175814258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, we call him LMK.  Little Munchie Kener.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-4923958910678797194?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/4923958910678797194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=4923958910678797194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4923958910678797194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4923958910678797194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/08/lounging.html' title='Lounging'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/THZzMd-RTnI/AAAAAAAABqw/W2IBQu-tDlk/s72-c/LMK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-7507939481055223518</id><published>2010-08-25T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T10:36:25.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/THVSfGK41fI/AAAAAAAABqo/wYPTDKPDDzg/s1600/B%26G+BB+King.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/THVSfGK41fI/AAAAAAAABqo/wYPTDKPDDzg/s400/B%26G+BB+King.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509400413343372786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's been a while since I have updated this blog, but I really have no excuses. I feel like we have been so busy, but when I try and think of what we've been up to, it all seems pretty inconsequential. Here are a few updates:&lt;br /&gt;*The picture above was taken at the Deer Valley BB King Concert.  It was a great night!&lt;br /&gt;*I got a new job!  I'm still at Black Diamond, but instead of working in finance, I am now the Executive Assistant/Legal Assistant to the CEO and In House Counsel. I'm psyched for the opportunity!&lt;br /&gt;*We're still mountain biking a ton.  We've done 2 endurance races so far with one more to go.  I'll be glad when those are over.&lt;br /&gt;*Last weekend we went to Grand Targhee in Alta, Wyoming for the Pierre's Hole 50 miler.  It was seriously the hardest thing I have ever done.  There were plenty of times I secretly hoped for a bike crash so I would have an excuse to bail.  &lt;br /&gt;*We want to move to Park City.  We think we can make this happen and are working on it.  Stay tuned for more details as they unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I've got nothing new to report.  This is a super boring post, so hopefully I can redeem myself in the next few days with an adorable bulldog picture.  We'll see!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-7507939481055223518?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/7507939481055223518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=7507939481055223518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7507939481055223518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7507939481055223518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/08/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/THVSfGK41fI/AAAAAAAABqo/wYPTDKPDDzg/s72-c/B%26G+BB+King.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-9127620068848016305</id><published>2010-06-29T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:30:46.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JJ Grey &amp; Mofro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TCofRKxqnXI/AAAAAAAABqQ/jSlWHlvgGGQ/s1600/Red+Butte+Stage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TCofRKxqnXI/AAAAAAAABqQ/jSlWHlvgGGQ/s400/Red+Butte+Stage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488233475715276146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year, we hit at least one concert at Red Butte Gardens.  Last night was JJ Grey &amp; Mofro.  Who in the world is that you ask?  Look them up, they are pretty good.  They are a little bit bluesy and little bit rock'n'roll and their music just has a way of putting you in a happy mood.  JJ Grey has one of the best voices around...he's got a lot of soul for a white guy :)&lt;br /&gt;I asked Garrett to take a picture of us.  Me:  Look at your face.  Are you happy with this?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TCofDA0EEAI/AAAAAAAABqI/YvSu9cdgl2o/s1600/Red+Butte+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TCofDA0EEAI/AAAAAAAABqI/YvSu9cdgl2o/s400/Red+Butte+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488233232522809346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TCoe2y6pqKI/AAAAAAAABqA/659pU-t7lxk/s1600/Red+Butte+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TCoe2y6pqKI/AAAAAAAABqA/659pU-t7lxk/s400/Red+Butte+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488233022633912482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-9127620068848016305?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/9127620068848016305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=9127620068848016305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/9127620068848016305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/9127620068848016305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/06/jj-grey-mofro.html' title='JJ Grey &amp; Mofro'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TCofRKxqnXI/AAAAAAAABqQ/jSlWHlvgGGQ/s72-c/Red+Butte+Stage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-5207238258200315378</id><published>2010-06-25T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T15:38:59.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday Ya'll</title><content type='html'>It's Friday.  Woohoo!!  &lt;br /&gt;Just in case anyone cares, here are a few Kener Family updates:&lt;br /&gt;*We're in Full mountain biking mode.  Garrett and I are signed up for 3 endurance races this summer.  We're doing a 50 miler in Breckenridge over 4th of July weekend, a 50 miler at Grand Targhee Resort in August and a 75 miler in Park City over Labor Day.  &lt;br /&gt;*As I mentioned above, we're going to Breckenridge next weekend.  I'm super excited for the race and to spend 3 days enjoying the town.  I have already picked out restaurants for each night cause I'm just cool like that :) My plan, other than racing is to have several REAL margaritas, a REAL draft beer and bootleg some Fat Tire back to Utah.  SEE WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO ME UTAH???  You have made the most important part of my vacation all about getting good alcohol.  Thanks for that.&lt;br /&gt;*We just booked our plane tickets to Austin for the ACL Music Festival in October.  I scored some nonstop plane tickets for a great deal so that + 3 Full days of music makes me a happy girl.  You can bet your life I'll be packing my rain boots this year after last year's rain and bare feet and poo fiasco.  Use your imagination, but it was gross.&lt;br /&gt;* I've decided that I have a mild case of OCD, but that's a whole other post for a whole other day.&lt;br /&gt;* I've been riding Jones (the horse) twice a week.  I am really attached to that big guy.&lt;br /&gt;* We have a concert this Monday, June 28th at Red Butte Gardens...JJ Grey and Mofro.  Lots of friends, bring your own booze and food, great music...pretty much a perfect night in my book.&lt;br /&gt;* Garrett's parents are coming to Utah in a couple of weeks and staying thru the summer.  I'm excited to spend some time with them...they're the best ever!&lt;br /&gt;* My sister is getting married in December...on a CRUISE!  Garrett and I have never been on one and we're psyched.  I am going to have to work on my terrible biking tan lines before then, b/c oh my, they are not cute.  Not cute at all.  &lt;br /&gt;*We had a mountain bike race on Tuesday.  I was killing it.  Only 2 minutes behind First Place, who is a pro rider!!  20 feet before the finish line, I went down hard in the gravel.  The entire right side of my body is covered in road rash and bruises.  This is just how I roll and it surprises no one anymore.  Garrett has become a Pro at applying Neosporin to my wounds.&lt;br /&gt;*My hair.  This relates back to my OCD issue, but I feel like I'm never happy.  I think I'm going back to REALLY blonde like it used to be.  None of this dark stuff or in between stuff.  I really do think blondes have more fun.  Sorry brunettes.&lt;br /&gt;*Garrett's garden is doing pretty well, but nothing to eat yet.  The plants were having a rough time thriving, seeing as though this last week is the firt week this summer where I have not worn a jacket.  It snowed 2 weeks ago for crying out loud.  That just makes me mad.  Real Mad.  There is nothing worse than wanting to wear tank tops and flip flops and shorts and walking outside to snow.  It's terrible.  &lt;br /&gt;*Allright, I've bored you enough.  Thanks for hanging tough thru that. I'll leave you with a pic of me and Mr. Mogs just b/c I think he's so darn cute.  Have a great weekend everyone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TCUvxJTOn6I/AAAAAAAABp4/Hh_rS6xipJM/s1600/MeandMogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TCUvxJTOn6I/AAAAAAAABp4/Hh_rS6xipJM/s400/MeandMogs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486844242377482146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-5207238258200315378?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/5207238258200315378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=5207238258200315378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5207238258200315378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5207238258200315378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-friday-yall.html' title='Happy Friday Ya&apos;ll'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TCUvxJTOn6I/AAAAAAAABp4/Hh_rS6xipJM/s72-c/MeandMogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3347665134858473239</id><published>2010-06-25T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:12:50.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TCTU4EpRkDI/AAAAAAAABpw/xw3Jrsi086o/s1600/Me+and+Jones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TCTU4EpRkDI/AAAAAAAABpw/xw3Jrsi086o/s400/Me+and+Jones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486744305828728882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Munch ever saw this picture, HE.WOULD.DIE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-3347665134858473239?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3347665134858473239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3347665134858473239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3347665134858473239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3347665134858473239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-love.html' title='Jones'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TCTU4EpRkDI/AAAAAAAABpw/xw3Jrsi086o/s72-c/Me+and+Jones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-8650792372920314845</id><published>2010-06-18T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T13:38:03.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accessories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TBvWO5i9u0I/AAAAAAAABpg/80nmf9alnt0/s1600/Mogs+Bandana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TBvWO5i9u0I/AAAAAAAABpg/80nmf9alnt0/s400/Mogs+Bandana.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484212522707696450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garrett and Mogs both got a haircut this past weekend by yours truly.  I told Garrett he could get a bandana too, but if you can believe it, he declined.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-8650792372920314845?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/8650792372920314845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=8650792372920314845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8650792372920314845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8650792372920314845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/06/accessories.html' title='Accessories'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TBvWO5i9u0I/AAAAAAAABpg/80nmf9alnt0/s72-c/Mogs+Bandana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-8869472364461500458</id><published>2010-06-16T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T09:19:03.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TBjinDoispI/AAAAAAAABpY/oZYUE5H-ns4/s1600/Meand+hubs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TBjinDoispI/AAAAAAAABpY/oZYUE5H-ns4/s400/Meand+hubs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483381706941706898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish Garrett had a better job.  Sometimes I wish I had a better job.  In the end though, when I really think about my life, I don't think I would change a single thing.  We aren't wealthy.  We don't have extravagant things.  Our house is small.  Our jobs are just that...jobs.  Our jobs do not consume our lives and I feel sorry for people who have jobs that do.  I couldn't love this guy anymore if I tried, so yeah, life is pretty good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-8869472364461500458?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/8869472364461500458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=8869472364461500458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8869472364461500458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8869472364461500458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-happy.html' title='Just Happy'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TBjinDoispI/AAAAAAAABpY/oZYUE5H-ns4/s72-c/Meand+hubs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-6945314969216908921</id><published>2010-06-15T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T07:16:34.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TBeIfQnmZSI/AAAAAAAABpQ/ztgCtDhdR-A/s1600/mr.+mogeybear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TBeIfQnmZSI/AAAAAAAABpQ/ztgCtDhdR-A/s400/mr.+mogeybear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483001141965251874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just want to get him a beer???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-6945314969216908921?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/6945314969216908921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=6945314969216908921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6945314969216908921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6945314969216908921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/06/tough-life.html' title='Tough Life'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TBeIfQnmZSI/AAAAAAAABpQ/ztgCtDhdR-A/s72-c/mr.+mogeybear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-1955191497932510125</id><published>2010-06-14T07:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T07:28:30.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold and Wet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TBY6pQFrNUI/AAAAAAAABpI/Gvt9FmTGXvk/s1600/Meandmunchie+2+june+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TBY6pQFrNUI/AAAAAAAABpI/Gvt9FmTGXvk/s400/Meandmunchie+2+june+2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482634076737975618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as weather goes, this weekend was pretty much a bust.  It was cold and rainy and there really wasn't much going on.  Garrett and I were bummed we didn't get any time out on our bikes and Munch was bummed we stayed in the house all weekend and forced him to pose for pictures. For everyone's sanity, let's hope this week brings sunshine and clear skies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-1955191497932510125?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/1955191497932510125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=1955191497932510125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/1955191497932510125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/1955191497932510125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/06/cold-and-wet.html' title='Cold and Wet'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TBY6pQFrNUI/AAAAAAAABpI/Gvt9FmTGXvk/s72-c/Meandmunchie+2+june+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-4386430043257086207</id><published>2010-06-04T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T07:17:27.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TAkK2KduNvI/AAAAAAAABpA/nOMZ4lqZMHs/s1600/B%26G+Deervalley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TAkK2KduNvI/AAAAAAAABpA/nOMZ4lqZMHs/s400/B%26G+Deervalley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478922347311150834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to post a pic of one of my cute doggies to help make your Friday happier.  But I don't have one right now.  All I have is this terrible picture of two people wearing hideous outfits and even more hideous sunglasses standing in front of a rather beautiful view.  Enjoy the view.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-4386430043257086207?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/4386430043257086207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=4386430043257086207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4386430043257086207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4386430043257086207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TAkK2KduNvI/AAAAAAAABpA/nOMZ4lqZMHs/s72-c/B%26G+Deervalley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-335646815486328731</id><published>2010-06-03T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T07:44:39.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TAe_htFpH6I/AAAAAAAABo4/FhPeyOJKwBM/s1600/Anniversary+Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TAe_htFpH6I/AAAAAAAABo4/FhPeyOJKwBM/s400/Anniversary+Flowers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478558057479348130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday there was a big bouquet of flowers waiting for me when I got home.  That means one of two things:  My birthday or my anniversary.  Well it wasn't my birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TAe_ZO-x3cI/AAAAAAAABow/0cs9zH_a5Nc/s1600/Brit+and+Garrett+Porcupine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TAe_ZO-x3cI/AAAAAAAABow/0cs9zH_a5Nc/s400/Brit+and+Garrett+Porcupine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478557911958543810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3 years have gone by so fast.  Garrett is my best friend, and the best husband a girl could ever ask for.  These first 3 years of marriage have been awesome and I can't wait to see what the future has in store for us.  Happy Anniversary Garrett.  I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-335646815486328731?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/335646815486328731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=335646815486328731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/335646815486328731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/335646815486328731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/06/3-years.html' title='3 Years'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/TAe_htFpH6I/AAAAAAAABo4/FhPeyOJKwBM/s72-c/Anniversary+Flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-9132665109306591241</id><published>2010-05-17T07:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T07:48:02.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kind of Weekend</title><content type='html'>So, it's Monday and I'm feeling pretty great versus my usual blah, it's Monday attitude.  This was like the BEST weekend ever...beautiful weather and we got a ton of things done around the house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went out and raced the Sundance ICUP mountain bike race.  I didn't win...I didn't even come in 2nd, but I'm okay with that.  I had to move up to Expert this year and I was humbled by the quickness of these girls.  I could keep up on the uphill and flats, but they KILLED me on the downhill.  It's my biggest problem, and I'm working on it, but I really enjoy my scarless face and mouth full of teeth, so I'm in quite the predicament.  Garrett just tells me "Don't Fall" but I have a hard enough time staying upright on two feet, much less 2 wheels.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was absolutely beautiful in Salt Lake this weekend.  Blue skies, warm temps, and yesterday I wore a TANK TOP all day.  Woohoo!  Today is supposed to be even nicer, but by tomorrow, we're back to rainy and cold.  Oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is Garrett's 30th Birthday!  He's not super excited about turning 30, so I'm doing what I can to make it a special day for him.  He doesn't want a production, and I get that so I think we'll just go to dinner...his choice of course.  See how much I love him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside of my house is a disaster...like I'd rather walk outside barefoot than in my kitchen barefoot.  But, I left the house this morning with a smile on my face and a check on the counter.  For about 6 months now, I have had a housekeeper and she has made my life so much better.  She's a cleaning fool and finds things every week I have deemed lost and forgotten.  It's such a relief to me to not have to spend one of my very valuable weekend days cleaning.  It's an indulgence for sure, but oh my god, a wonderful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics from the Race on Saturday.  Have a great week everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S_FWjd3a5jI/AAAAAAAABoo/WhlU-xoN6ts/s1600/Britt+Sundance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S_FWjd3a5jI/AAAAAAAABoo/WhlU-xoN6ts/s400/Britt+Sundance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472250189544351282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S_FWf3jxxBI/AAAAAAAABog/3IsYVmDbhd0/s1600/Garrett+Sundance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S_FWf3jxxBI/AAAAAAAABog/3IsYVmDbhd0/s400/Garrett+Sundance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472250127721808914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me Finishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S_FWbAD00cI/AAAAAAAABoY/WymuCsoHYTI/s1600/Brit+Sundance+Finishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S_FWbAD00cI/AAAAAAAABoY/WymuCsoHYTI/s400/Brit+Sundance+Finishing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472250044104364482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was right after I crossed the finish line.  Garrett had been done for a while, can you tell??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S_FWYN5OJqI/AAAAAAAABoQ/5ismlLvJIX4/s1600/Us+Sundance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S_FWYN5OJqI/AAAAAAAABoQ/5ismlLvJIX4/s400/Us+Sundance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472249996278376098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-9132665109306591241?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/9132665109306591241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=9132665109306591241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/9132665109306591241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/9132665109306591241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-kind-of-weekend.html' title='My Kind of Weekend'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S_FWjd3a5jI/AAAAAAAABoo/WhlU-xoN6ts/s72-c/Britt+Sundance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3565956755581026387</id><published>2010-05-11T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:01:08.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moab White Rim Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-mbNQpFH_I/AAAAAAAABnw/io1W83_hfdM/s1600/Moab+White+Rim2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-mbNQpFH_I/AAAAAAAABnw/io1W83_hfdM/s400/Moab+White+Rim2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470073874526052338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-mbKAg-P1I/AAAAAAAABno/iNNqY8u4ATE/s1600/Moab+white+rim+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-mbKAg-P1I/AAAAAAAABno/iNNqY8u4ATE/s400/Moab+white+rim+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470073818657472338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-mbGW-b8DI/AAAAAAAABng/qytQe6fC4y8/s1600/Moab+white+rim+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-mbGW-b8DI/AAAAAAAABng/qytQe6fC4y8/s400/Moab+white+rim+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470073755967156274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-mbBnyJx1I/AAAAAAAABnY/QlKFcEhciSs/s1600/Moab+white+rim+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-mbBnyJx1I/AAAAAAAABnY/QlKFcEhciSs/s400/Moab+white+rim+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470073674579691346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-ma9I-mHgI/AAAAAAAABnQ/ffQsz8WhJiM/s1600/Moab+white+rim+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-ma9I-mHgI/AAAAAAAABnQ/ffQsz8WhJiM/s400/Moab+white+rim+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470073597590904322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-ma4s5BcuI/AAAAAAAABnI/3UUba2Heq0o/s1600/Moab+white+rim+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-ma4s5BcuI/AAAAAAAABnI/3UUba2Heq0o/s400/Moab+white+rim+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470073521331860194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-ma0nNvCQI/AAAAAAAABnA/c5g7eniOSYs/s1600/Moab+white+rim+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-ma0nNvCQI/AAAAAAAABnA/c5g7eniOSYs/s400/Moab+white+rim+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470073451088644354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday, Garrett and I did the Moab White Rim Trail in one day.  It was a long day on the bike, started pedaling at 7 am and finished pedaling at 7 pm...103 miles total.  Here is a quote from utahmountainbiking.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Most riders spend 3 or 4 days to ride this trail, spending the night at campgrounds. (Two days = Monster. One day = Lunatic.)"  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess we're lunatics, but we did have a great time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-3565956755581026387?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3565956755581026387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3565956755581026387' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3565956755581026387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3565956755581026387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/05/moab-white-rim-trail.html' title='Moab White Rim Trail'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-mbNQpFH_I/AAAAAAAABnw/io1W83_hfdM/s72-c/Moab+White+Rim2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-5884963425560910958</id><published>2010-05-04T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T07:17:55.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Work in Progress</title><content type='html'>So I guess I never posted pics of the kitchen/living room project after we got things back to livable.  There are still several things we need to do, but in an effort to enjoy our new space after MONTHS of pain and torture, we've decided to put those little things off until Fall.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-ArlMnmbLI/AAAAAAAABm4/jtK0fcn-ZYk/s1600/Kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-ArlMnmbLI/AAAAAAAABm4/jtK0fcn-ZYk/s400/Kitchen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467417865670257842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-ArhQR7TyI/AAAAAAAABmw/CemGL1Vg_I4/s1600/Kitchen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-ArhQR7TyI/AAAAAAAABmw/CemGL1Vg_I4/s400/Kitchen2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467417797933616930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-ArboXIBZI/AAAAAAAABmo/V9PYH9DWNhI/s1600/Kitchen3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-ArboXIBZI/AAAAAAAABmo/V9PYH9DWNhI/s400/Kitchen3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467417701318657426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. In case you were wondering, my wine rack is full now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-5884963425560910958?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/5884963425560910958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=5884963425560910958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5884963425560910958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5884963425560910958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/05/work-in-progress.html' title='A Work in Progress'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S-ArlMnmbLI/AAAAAAAABm4/jtK0fcn-ZYk/s72-c/Kitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-2604249954028839745</id><published>2010-05-03T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T08:37:55.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Possessions</title><content type='html'>If you sleep with all your toys, it is less likely that a certain french bulldog will take them hostage.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S97j9Ppo3xI/AAAAAAAABmg/pErPpX-SVeI/s1600/Mogs+with+Toys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S97j9Ppo3xI/AAAAAAAABmg/pErPpX-SVeI/s400/Mogs+with+Toys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467057638987063058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-2604249954028839745?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/2604249954028839745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=2604249954028839745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/2604249954028839745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/2604249954028839745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/05/possessions.html' title='Possessions'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S97j9Ppo3xI/AAAAAAAABmg/pErPpX-SVeI/s72-c/Mogs+with+Toys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3316233916687005717</id><published>2010-04-30T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T07:11:05.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Munch in a Blanket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9rk8OnowJI/AAAAAAAABmQ/TmPK2ECe4eQ/s1600/Munch+on+a+Blanket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9rk8OnowJI/AAAAAAAABmQ/TmPK2ECe4eQ/s400/Munch+on+a+Blanket.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465932821135147154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munch did not want any part of taking this picture with me.  We tried a couple of times, but he wouldn't open his eyes or even pick up his head.  What you can't see is my husband dangling a slice of meat over his head...so I'm not sure if Munch is interested in the forseeable treat or the ridiculousness of a grown man waving food over his head to try and get the dog to pay attention for one second.  Either way it worked...WE WIN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-3316233916687005717?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3316233916687005717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3316233916687005717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3316233916687005717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3316233916687005717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/04/munch-in-blanket.html' title='Munch in a Blanket'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9rk8OnowJI/AAAAAAAABmQ/TmPK2ECe4eQ/s72-c/Munch+on+a+Blanket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-5935686643233100893</id><published>2010-04-29T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T06:51:40.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Head...Oven...Now</title><content type='html'>Something about SNOW on my tulips...on April freakin 29th...makes me want to punch a kitten.  Okay, maybe not a kitten, but it makes me want to punch something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9mOigMYQDI/AAAAAAAABmI/RqnP4YL72-4/s1600/Snow+covered+tulips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9mOigMYQDI/AAAAAAAABmI/RqnP4YL72-4/s400/Snow+covered+tulips.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465556346199359538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9mOczb4tHI/AAAAAAAABmA/Q99dDGljdrM/s1600/Snow+covered+House.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9mOczb4tHI/AAAAAAAABmA/Q99dDGljdrM/s400/Snow+covered+House.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465556248285459570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9mOWm09jyI/AAAAAAAABl4/nV5rwhAqis8/s1600/Snow+covered+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9mOWm09jyI/AAAAAAAABl4/nV5rwhAqis8/s400/Snow+covered+tree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465556141821759266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, but seriously, this is absurd.  My toes are longing for flip flops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-5935686643233100893?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/5935686643233100893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=5935686643233100893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5935686643233100893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5935686643233100893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/04/headovennow.html' title='Head...Oven...Now'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9mOigMYQDI/AAAAAAAABmI/RqnP4YL72-4/s72-c/Snow+covered+tulips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-1890286388511341317</id><published>2010-04-23T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T07:45:04.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello New Patio Furniture</title><content type='html'>I have been wanting a grown up patio furniture set for some time now.  It has taken me years to aquire any b/c I have 2 very strong forces working against me:  My expensive taste and my husband's extreme cheapness.  So yeah, these things do not go hand in hand and I wasn't willing to settle for the Home Depot special.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I found a used Teak set for a VERY reasonable price...it just needed some love.  Well, love, a power sander and teak oil.  After a full day of work, I think it turned out great.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEFORE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9GxrvDpq-I/AAAAAAAABlw/QiLOGMQ5OEc/s1600/100_1403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9GxrvDpq-I/AAAAAAAABlw/QiLOGMQ5OEc/s400/100_1403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463343187901393890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9GxngyImJI/AAAAAAAABlo/6bjWMliv-T8/s1600/100_1405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9GxngyImJI/AAAAAAAABlo/6bjWMliv-T8/s400/100_1405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463343115350349970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9GxiwZUwXI/AAAAAAAABlg/MlKAVoVKq-k/s1600/April+2010+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9GxiwZUwXI/AAAAAAAABlg/MlKAVoVKq-k/s400/April+2010+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463343033641910642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9GxdrBawgI/AAAAAAAABlY/RLCGjRYCGL8/s1600/April+2010+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9GxdrBawgI/AAAAAAAABlY/RLCGjRYCGL8/s400/April+2010+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463342946300117506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-1890286388511341317?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/1890286388511341317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=1890286388511341317' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/1890286388511341317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/1890286388511341317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-new-patio-furniture.html' title='Hello New Patio Furniture'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S9GxrvDpq-I/AAAAAAAABlw/QiLOGMQ5OEc/s72-c/100_1403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-304483062156910162</id><published>2010-04-20T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:58:49.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogs on a Futon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S83MBhsGomI/AAAAAAAABlQ/2esXRc8nmm0/s1600/Dogs+on+a+futon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S83MBhsGomI/AAAAAAAABlQ/2esXRc8nmm0/s400/Dogs+on+a+futon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462246249665569378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though this photo would lead you to believe my dogs are the best of friends, I'm 100% certain Munch would trade Mogley for a piece of cheese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-304483062156910162?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/304483062156910162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=304483062156910162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/304483062156910162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/304483062156910162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/04/dogs-on-futon.html' title='Dogs on a Futon'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S83MBhsGomI/AAAAAAAABlQ/2esXRc8nmm0/s72-c/Dogs+on+a+futon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-4545784163500865059</id><published>2010-04-19T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:27:24.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S8yRNKHzWnI/AAAAAAAABlI/lxDJRTSIPWc/s1600/B%26G+5+Mile+Pass.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S8yRNKHzWnI/AAAAAAAABlI/lxDJRTSIPWc/s400/B%26G+5+Mile+Pass.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461900103334976114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S8yRHnhjCzI/AAAAAAAABlA/DI4DQRBlRjw/s1600/Pushing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S8yRHnhjCzI/AAAAAAAABlA/DI4DQRBlRjw/s400/Pushing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461900008148372274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S8yQ_TWqi_I/AAAAAAAABk4/gPynaeKfxos/s1600/Hike+a+Bike.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S8yQ_TWqi_I/AAAAAAAABk4/gPynaeKfxos/s400/Hike+a+Bike.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461899865295064050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a rough start to Spring, Mother Nature decided to give me a break this weekend and allowed me to ride my new mountain bike...in SHORTS...in a SLEEVELESS jersey.  Yeah, it was awesome biking weather and I couln't be more pleased with my new Moots.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm really going to make an effort to post more often than once every 5 months.  There are like 3 people who apparently read this blog and need to be updated on the mundane, boring stuff that goes on in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-4545784163500865059?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/4545784163500865059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=4545784163500865059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4545784163500865059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4545784163500865059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-time.html' title='Spring Time'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S8yRNKHzWnI/AAAAAAAABlI/lxDJRTSIPWc/s72-c/B%26G+5+Mile+Pass.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-511480413079130707</id><published>2010-04-19T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T14:05:14.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moots Cinco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S8yLCwwDwwI/AAAAAAAABkw/8ymrEiNQ-PA/s1600/Moots+Cinco+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S8yLCwwDwwI/AAAAAAAABkw/8ymrEiNQ-PA/s400/Moots+Cinco+052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461893327656043266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I realize I haven't posted to my blog in like 10 years, but I think this beautiful, new toy of mine is blog post worthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-511480413079130707?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/511480413079130707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=511480413079130707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/511480413079130707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/511480413079130707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2010/04/moots-cinco.html' title='Moots Cinco'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/S8yLCwwDwwI/AAAAAAAABkw/8ymrEiNQ-PA/s72-c/Moots+Cinco+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-765417842456598757</id><published>2009-11-22T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T06:44:05.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SwoFlAwFhNI/AAAAAAAABko/lRVvP05JfJM/s1600/November+2009+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SwoFlAwFhNI/AAAAAAAABko/lRVvP05JfJM/s400/November+2009+118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407140436026688722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic was taken of Garrett and me at the top of the Washington Monument.  We were in DC last weekend for our good buddy Brad's 30th Birthday.  More pics posted shortly...I'm still sorting thru them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-765417842456598757?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/765417842456598757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=765417842456598757' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/765417842456598757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/765417842456598757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/11/us.html' title='Us'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SwoFlAwFhNI/AAAAAAAABko/lRVvP05JfJM/s72-c/November+2009+118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-6073619811519250649</id><published>2009-10-30T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T07:15:24.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SusSqe4g3ZI/AAAAAAAABkg/JmeUM0VgIq0/s1600-h/New+Kitchen+Right.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SusSqe4g3ZI/AAAAAAAABkg/JmeUM0VgIq0/s400/New+Kitchen+Right.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398429099387575698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost 1 year and several strands of gray hair later, our kitchen is just about done.  I'm very happy with how everything turned out, despite all the obstacles.  Let me offer a bit of advice for those folks out there wanting to remodel:  HIRE SOMEONE.  IT'S WORTH IT.  IT WILL SAVE YOUR MARRIAGE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-6073619811519250649?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/6073619811519250649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=6073619811519250649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6073619811519250649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6073619811519250649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/10/about-time.html' title='About Time'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SusSqe4g3ZI/AAAAAAAABkg/JmeUM0VgIq0/s72-c/New+Kitchen+Right.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-8524216750026576435</id><published>2009-10-29T14:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T14:33:00.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SuoH9AM1WiI/AAAAAAAABkY/mRr7tfff7wI/s1600-h/Jones3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SuoH9AM1WiI/AAAAAAAABkY/mRr7tfff7wI/s400/Jones3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135847964203554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SuoHkO5fiHI/AAAAAAAABkQ/eLPwuXWpD1I/s1600-h/Jones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SuoHkO5fiHI/AAAAAAAABkQ/eLPwuXWpD1I/s400/Jones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135422412884082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SuoHb5bTtII/AAAAAAAABkI/LJx4Rh7RpBQ/s1600-h/Jones2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SuoHb5bTtII/AAAAAAAABkI/LJx4Rh7RpBQ/s400/Jones2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135279210181762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SuoHNRrdeUI/AAAAAAAABkA/CEa-Vklr3g4/s1600-h/MeandJones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SuoHNRrdeUI/AAAAAAAABkA/CEa-Vklr3g4/s400/MeandJones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135028022344002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Jones!  I have completely fallen head over heels in love with this big guy.  He is a Tennessee Walker owned by the most awesome couple.  Here's our story:  I meet Jones.  I ride Jones. I LOVE riding Jones.  Jones' mom and dad didn't know me at the time...I was just doing them a favor while they were out of town.  I thought this was the end of the story...until, along comes a horse psychic.  Jones describes me to horse psychic letting her know he wants me to be a part of his family.  Jones' mom gives me a call with the good news.  I am officially invited.  I'm not sure if I believe in this or not, but whatever, I'm happy it happened. Now I can ride him whenever I want, I get paid, and don't have any of the expenses/burdens of having my own horse.  The End.  I love a happy ending!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-8524216750026576435?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/8524216750026576435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=8524216750026576435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8524216750026576435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8524216750026576435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/10/jones.html' title='Jones'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SuoH9AM1WiI/AAAAAAAABkY/mRr7tfff7wI/s72-c/Jones3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-7200837541090491324</id><published>2009-09-27T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T07:12:07.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Mountain Marathon</title><content type='html'>A long awaited update.  I've been so busy over the last couple of weeks, I just haven't had the time to sit down and do a blog post.  That's super lame, but it's the truth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's been a couple of weeks since I ran the Mid Mountain Marathon, but I did it. It was definitely hard, but I did pretty well for my first marathon.  The trails were in great shape, the aid stations had GUMMY BEARS, I had great company, and there was a cute husband, pizza and beer waiting for me at the finish line.  What more could I ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jacket.  I wanted my jacket.  I finished the summer-consuming Triple Trail Challenge consisting of the Jupiter Peak Steeplechase, the Park City 1/2 Marathon followed by the Mid Mountain Marathon.  I totally felt I deserved that jacket and they did not disappoint.  They handed them out right after the race, so that was the icing on the cake for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sr9x9aTxUxI/AAAAAAAABj4/xTKiM8YtfyI/s1600-h/September+2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sr9x9aTxUxI/AAAAAAAABj4/xTKiM8YtfyI/s400/September+2009+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386148979206607634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sr9x21gOj2I/AAAAAAAABjw/3q-3n64Ftn8/s1600-h/Me+and+Holly+Pre+Race.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sr9x21gOj2I/AAAAAAAABjw/3q-3n64Ftn8/s400/Me+and+Holly+Pre+Race.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386148866247528290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sr9xu9yakzI/AAAAAAAABjo/DlJyholMmZ8/s1600-h/and+we%27re+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sr9xu9yakzI/AAAAAAAABjo/DlJyholMmZ8/s400/and+we%27re+off.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386148731032343346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sr9xl-EzIqI/AAAAAAAABjg/8sQ4fdWQ5jw/s1600-h/Finishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sr9xl-EzIqI/AAAAAAAABjg/8sQ4fdWQ5jw/s400/Finishing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386148576490627746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sr9xX7aoNzI/AAAAAAAABjY/N3jlkrbEiaA/s1600-h/The+Jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sr9xX7aoNzI/AAAAAAAABjY/N3jlkrbEiaA/s400/The+Jacket.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386148335258711858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-7200837541090491324?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/7200837541090491324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=7200837541090491324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7200837541090491324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7200837541090491324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/09/mid-mountain-marathon.html' title='Mid Mountain Marathon'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sr9x9aTxUxI/AAAAAAAABj4/xTKiM8YtfyI/s72-c/September+2009+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-2129035629962383383</id><published>2009-09-14T16:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:42:26.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Butte Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sq7UYnzCa7I/AAAAAAAABjQ/l7NkCuT9INw/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sq7UYnzCa7I/AAAAAAAABjQ/l7NkCuT9INw/s400/us.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381472124219321266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure who dreamed up the combination of Booker T and The Drive By Truckers, but whoever they are, they are a genius...right in line with the creator of peanut butter and jelly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-2129035629962383383?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/2129035629962383383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=2129035629962383383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/2129035629962383383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/2129035629962383383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/09/red-butte-garden.html' title='Red Butte Garden'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sq7UYnzCa7I/AAAAAAAABjQ/l7NkCuT9INw/s72-c/us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-237450387617680798</id><published>2009-09-08T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:59:33.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hike</title><content type='html'>So Sunday we hiked up to Red Pine Lake in Little Cottonwood Canyon.  It's about a 2 1/2 hour hike each way and not super easy, but once you get to the lake, your burning thighs will totally thank you.  It's beautiful. It's peaceful.  And the best part is the trailhead is only 15 minutes from our front door.  THIS is why we live here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SqcLu-DnewI/AAAAAAAABjI/4zo-TI6t8FE/s1600-h/BritGar+Hike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SqcLu-DnewI/AAAAAAAABjI/4zo-TI6t8FE/s400/BritGar+Hike.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379281181477403394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SqcLkxoDEoI/AAAAAAAABjA/tugPeYFS8Sk/s1600-h/View+Hike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SqcLkxoDEoI/AAAAAAAABjA/tugPeYFS8Sk/s400/View+Hike.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379281006341853826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-237450387617680798?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/237450387617680798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=237450387617680798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/237450387617680798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/237450387617680798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/09/hike.html' title='The Hike'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SqcLu-DnewI/AAAAAAAABjI/4zo-TI6t8FE/s72-c/BritGar+Hike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3209259282883059802</id><published>2009-08-20T08:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T08:30:52.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quench</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/So1nFELepbI/AAAAAAAABi4/ycyVBE146J4/s1600-h/Munch+Lava+b%26w.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/So1nFELepbI/AAAAAAAABi4/ycyVBE146J4/s400/Munch+Lava+b%26w.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372063267241764274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Munch, one of the priviledges of being little and compact is sleeping in bed with Garrett and me. This has been going on since the first time Garrett went to China and generally, we hardly notice. Until now.  It must be the summer heat and a house with no central a/c, but he is now finding it necessary to get up at ridiculous o'clock with a thirst that seems unreasonable for such a little dog.  For what seems like hours, he drinks out of his water bowl and he does it so loudly that on several occasions I have gone to check to make sure there is not a giant wildebeast in our living room.  No, it's just Munch...back to bed.  When he's done drinking his water he comes and scratches on the bed, needing a lift up, waking us up yet again. And then Garrett ever so carefully picks him back up on the bed...you don't want to jostle that water around too much because the only thing that could make the night any worse would be cleaning up the hour's worth of water and mushy Eukanuba from a few hours earlier, thrown up by the cutest little french bulldog there ever was.  And you can pretty much guess what happens next.  Yep, he's thirsty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-3209259282883059802?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3209259282883059802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3209259282883059802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3209259282883059802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3209259282883059802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/08/quench.html' title='Quench'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/So1nFELepbI/AAAAAAAABi4/ycyVBE146J4/s72-c/Munch+Lava+b%26w.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-5984399682476042469</id><published>2009-08-19T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T09:40:32.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YES...It's Still Going On.</title><content type='html'>In between my hectic schedule of work, crazy marathon training and my usual weekly onslaught of responsible errands, I have been stressing about our backsplash, or should I say the lack there of.  With the exception of getting a new fridge, this is the final project in the kitchen remodel also known as the new tile floor turning into something much more sinister.  You see, we did not have the backsplash done with the floor b/c my husband wanted to save a few bucks and do it himself.  I was ecstatic to save some money, so I happily agreed.  Well here we are 5 months later and he's too busy and his back hurts and he thinks he broke a rib...which makes total sense because of all that alligator wrestling he does after work.  So yeah, I feel like I've been patient but I just can't find the time to be as dramatic about it as I'd like, so here we are 5 months later, getting more tile bids.  I'm fairly certain this project has taken at least 5 years off my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-5984399682476042469?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/5984399682476042469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=5984399682476042469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5984399682476042469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5984399682476042469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesits-still-going-on.html' title='YES...It&apos;s Still Going On.'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-2902527238847506988</id><published>2009-08-10T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T07:05:45.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Down, 2 to Go</title><content type='html'>So I haven't wanted to blog about this yet since I wasn't sure I'd live to tell the entire story.  August 8 has past, I am still alive, I still have the use of both legs, so really, things couldn't be better.  This year, I thought torturing myself sounded like a wise idea so I signed up for the Triple Trail Challenge.  It's comprised of 3 separate trail running events: Jupiter Peak Steeplechase, Park City 1/2 Marathon and the Mid Mountain Marathon...oh and they are all 2 weeks apart.  Garrett tells everyone I'm doing this for the coveted jacket you receive, and while he may be a little bit right, I'm taking this on just to see if I can do it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jupiter Peak Steeplechase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This event is a long time Park City tradition, a 16-mile trail running loop with 3000 feet of elevation gain.  If that doesn't mean anything to you, then maybe this will:  So you start at the Park City Resort, run 8 miles, straight up the mountain all the way to the very highest peak and then you run 8 miles back down.  Yeah, that's exactly why I thought I might not make it.  This event was the one I was dreading, the one I just didn't know if I could do.  I've been training, but I was certain I just wasn't training enough.  Well, with a giant sigh of relief, it's over.  I actually did really well...I felt good and out of 105 other crazy women that entered this, I came in 16th.  I was pretty psyched.  Here is a picture of the last 3/4 mile of the uphill.  I heard it was steep, but C'MON!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SoAnftT3rCI/AAAAAAAABiw/7J6L4AtBGHQ/s1600-h/JPSC.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SoAnftT3rCI/AAAAAAAABiw/7J6L4AtBGHQ/s400/JPSC.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368334181517995042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it...2 more to go.  I have the Park City 1/2 Marathon coming up in 2 weeks which is going to be a cake walk.  The Mid Mountain Marathon is going to be hard for sure, but its flat and my good buddy Holly is running it with me.  I tried talking her into doing all 3, but she thought I was nuts.  I think she's going to be awfully jealous when I'm prancing around in my jacket at the end!!  I mean, jealous that I ran all 3 races.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-2902527238847506988?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/2902527238847506988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=2902527238847506988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/2902527238847506988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/2902527238847506988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/08/1-down-2-to-go.html' title='1 Down, 2 to Go'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SoAnftT3rCI/AAAAAAAABiw/7J6L4AtBGHQ/s72-c/JPSC.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-2471073857773352090</id><published>2009-07-29T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T09:51:11.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Better to Smell You With</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SnCJkEqzqGI/AAAAAAAABio/bWHTZtPrL-8/s1600-h/mOGS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SnCJkEqzqGI/AAAAAAAABio/bWHTZtPrL-8/s400/mOGS.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363938409019844706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mogley got a pretty ridiculous looking haircut a couple of weeks ago...his summer do.  I'm generally against giving my beautiful doodle a haircut that makes him look like an oversized cocker spaniel, but the couple times I thought he might keel over dead from over heating got the best of me.  I am not a huge fan of the haircut by any stretch, and quite frankly, neither is he...but we're all dealing.  I think it makes his nose look bigger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-2471073857773352090?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/2471073857773352090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=2471073857773352090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/2471073857773352090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/2471073857773352090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/07/better-to-smell-you-with.html' title='The Better to Smell You With'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SnCJkEqzqGI/AAAAAAAABio/bWHTZtPrL-8/s72-c/mOGS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-7203560330480822956</id><published>2009-07-28T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T07:14:49.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Munchie from the Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sm8GZ6b5KRI/AAAAAAAABig/mHIXqf13Ohg/s1600-h/Munch+in+Lava.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sm8GZ6b5KRI/AAAAAAAABig/mHIXqf13Ohg/s400/Munch+in+Lava.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363512723474295058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE USED TO HAVE A LITTLE AND NOW HE'S GOT A LOT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-7203560330480822956?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/7203560330480822956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=7203560330480822956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7203560330480822956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7203560330480822956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/07/munchie-from-block.html' title='Munchie from the Block'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sm8GZ6b5KRI/AAAAAAAABig/mHIXqf13Ohg/s72-c/Munch+in+Lava.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-6814833716784142366</id><published>2009-07-18T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T17:23:36.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tour De Satan Round 1</title><content type='html'>Last night, we had the 2nd of the summer "Tour De Satan" bicycle pub crawl in celebration of No More Private Clubs in Utah.  This is an event some dudes I work with came up with years ago and its become a summer tradition. The first one back in May was pretty awesome and luckily I took video most of the night.  So, turn up your volume and enjoy!!  I hope to have my video from last night done a little sooner than this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9UH39e2rw8Y&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9UH39e2rw8Y&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-6814833716784142366?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/6814833716784142366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=6814833716784142366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6814833716784142366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6814833716784142366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/07/tour-de-satan-round-1.html' title='Tour De Satan Round 1'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-7310112921484119579</id><published>2009-06-16T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:39:15.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stimulation Overload</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SjfJDzU95YI/AAAAAAAABiY/u-fNWEUlvCU/s1600-h/MEANDMUNCH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347964149680694658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SjfJDzU95YI/AAAAAAAABiY/u-fNWEUlvCU/s400/MEANDMUNCH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday night Garrett and I went to a benefit for No More Homeless Pets Utah held at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Radisson&lt;/span&gt; hotel in Salt Lake. It was a really cool event...free booze and you got to bring your pups. Garrett thought bringing Munch was a bad idea but I just didn't think it was fair to leave him at home. So, from the second we got there, he pretty much had a miserable time. He was totally over stimulated, insisted on being held and could not get enough water. I'm fairly certain he's more needy than a newborn...but still the cutest thing on 4 legs.  So Garrett was right, I was wrong.  We've been together for 4 1/2 years...he was due to be right once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-7310112921484119579?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/7310112921484119579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=7310112921484119579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7310112921484119579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7310112921484119579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/06/stimulation-overload.html' title='Stimulation Overload'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SjfJDzU95YI/AAAAAAAABiY/u-fNWEUlvCU/s72-c/MEANDMUNCH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3286305041496715226</id><published>2009-06-07T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:45:34.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Bathing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SixkMO8qEvI/AAAAAAAABiQ/3ctjNRTeAUQ/s1600-h/Munch+in+the+shadows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344757019115655922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SixkMO8qEvI/AAAAAAAABiQ/3ctjNRTeAUQ/s400/Munch+in+the+shadows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Munch loves when the sun shines thru the front window...if only that damn bed would move itself into the light, he would have a much more comfortable nap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-3286305041496715226?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3286305041496715226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3286305041496715226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3286305041496715226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3286305041496715226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/06/sun-bathing.html' title='Sun Bathing'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SixkMO8qEvI/AAAAAAAABiQ/3ctjNRTeAUQ/s72-c/Munch+in+the+shadows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-5600490501269861049</id><published>2009-06-01T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T07:06:54.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SiR46xfl3MI/AAAAAAAABiI/FyGG2Ics7qw/s1600-h/Wedding+Wes+154a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342528009081838786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SiR46xfl3MI/AAAAAAAABiI/FyGG2Ics7qw/s400/Wedding+Wes+154a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flowers, White Sand, Blue Water, Daiquiris, and Wedding Rings. Two years ago today, this is what I was doing.  Two years ago today was the best day of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-5600490501269861049?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/5600490501269861049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=5600490501269861049' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5600490501269861049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5600490501269861049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-years.html' title='2 Years'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SiR46xfl3MI/AAAAAAAABiI/FyGG2Ics7qw/s72-c/Wedding+Wes+154a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-8953129168325978901</id><published>2009-06-01T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:48:19.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SiR07S-c4cI/AAAAAAAABiA/jTZBZemilx4/s1600-h/Mogey+cute+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 395px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SiR07S-c4cI/AAAAAAAABiA/jTZBZemilx4/s400/Mogey+cute+face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342523620023132610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See this cute innocent face?  Yeah, he's not so cute after sticking his head into a trash bag full of decomposing grass...grass that turns his golden locks green...grass that smells so horrible it ranks right up there with his own poo.  This cute face saves his life on a daily basis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-8953129168325978901?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/8953129168325978901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=8953129168325978901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8953129168325978901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8953129168325978901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/06/cute-face.html' title='Cute Face'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SiR07S-c4cI/AAAAAAAABiA/jTZBZemilx4/s72-c/Mogey+cute+face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-7280466167381947502</id><published>2009-06-01T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T06:42:29.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Racing Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SiPY3UeniMI/AAAAAAAABhw/CeuM1YeyxD4/s1600-h/Brit+Sundance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342352027893074114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SiPY3UeniMI/AAAAAAAABhw/CeuM1YeyxD4/s400/Brit+Sundance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SiPY0Tj3CAI/AAAAAAAABho/cPyz00GC_28/s1600-h/Garrett+Sundance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342351976107018242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SiPY0Tj3CAI/AAAAAAAABho/cPyz00GC_28/s400/Garrett+Sundance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountain bike racing season is in full swing here.  Even though there have been a few, this was our first ICUP race of the season.  Garrett finished middle of the pack and I came in 2nd.  Win or lose, we both had fun, and that's really all that matters.  The prizes suck, the entry fees are high, my body is covered in scrapes and scars...so you really just have to love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-7280466167381947502?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/7280466167381947502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=7280466167381947502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7280466167381947502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7280466167381947502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/06/racing-season.html' title='Racing Season'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SiPY3UeniMI/AAAAAAAABhw/CeuM1YeyxD4/s72-c/Brit+Sundance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-7188648065657137733</id><published>2009-05-27T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T07:11:13.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sh1G1DIQ38I/AAAAAAAABhg/Qij2_XvSKfs/s1600-h/me+and+mogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340502610318254018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sh1G1DIQ38I/AAAAAAAABhg/Qij2_XvSKfs/s400/me+and+mogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Much to his dismay, Mogley has become quite the trail running buddy.  He's pretty pokey but he trots along the trail behind us, never once venturing off.  He only has one speed, what Garrett and I like to call the poodle trot.  While I do think he kinda enjoys himself, I'm pretty sure he'd much rather be at home with Munch...doing much more important things like guarding the house from potential predators...I mean, those kids on Dora The Explorer scooters HAVE GOT TO BE STOPPED. &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/3790627309478714685-7188648065657137733?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/7188648065657137733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=7188648065657137733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7188648065657137733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7188648065657137733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/05/running-buddy.html' title='Running Buddy'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sh1G1DIQ38I/AAAAAAAABhg/Qij2_XvSKfs/s72-c/me+and+mogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-748047198922255167</id><published>2009-05-27T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T06:56:39.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Rain, No Rainbows</title><content type='html'>We've been having the most perfect weather in Salt Lake...perfect mixed with a few rainy days. It's really never much fun while it's raining...boring indoor activities are usually substituted for our usual outside adventures, bike races are cancelled, its too muddy to hike, I'm usually mentally forced to clean...you get the picture. In an effort to be a more positive person, I have thought of 2 reasons why I like the rain: Sleeping in and Rainbows. I won't horrify you with a picture of Garrett and I sleeping in, so here's a rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sh1GYUES8dI/AAAAAAAABhY/aS53fH1KQ5E/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340502116648808914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sh1GYUES8dI/AAAAAAAABhY/aS53fH1KQ5E/s400/rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-748047198922255167?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/748047198922255167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=748047198922255167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/748047198922255167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/748047198922255167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-rain-no-rainbows.html' title='No Rain, No Rainbows'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/Sh1GYUES8dI/AAAAAAAABhY/aS53fH1KQ5E/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-4790274366634113597</id><published>2009-05-21T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T06:42:11.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Garrett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/ShVZZZUa_kI/AAAAAAAABhQ/FuQgqSWIYjk/s1600-h/Garrett.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/ShVZZZUa_kI/AAAAAAAABhQ/FuQgqSWIYjk/s400/Garrett.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338271226145734210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just want to wish a Happy Birthday to my sweet, handsome, wonderful husband.  I love him more than anything else in this world and I hope he has the best day.  Afterall, this is his last birthday when he'll still be in his twenties, the last birthday he can register for bike races in the age 19-29 category...hehe.  I love that I'm younger!!!  Anyway, Happy Birthday Babe!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-4790274366634113597?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/4790274366634113597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=4790274366634113597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4790274366634113597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4790274366634113597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-garrett.html' title='Happy Birthday Garrett'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/ShVZZZUa_kI/AAAAAAAABhQ/FuQgqSWIYjk/s72-c/Garrett.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-6262519587648994593</id><published>2009-05-13T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T07:58:05.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SgrTxpWqRgI/AAAAAAAABhI/cOVdHUkOUsM/s1600-h/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335309558441723394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SgrTxpWqRgI/AAAAAAAABhI/cOVdHUkOUsM/s400/flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This tree turns Pink in late May&lt;br /&gt;and like my dogs, it just won't stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it bloomed all year round&lt;br /&gt;It's so much more than a stick in the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flowers are plenty, it's admired by all&lt;br /&gt;I love this tree like a dog loves a ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the pink is gone, it's missed a bunch&lt;br /&gt;I just go back to admiring Munch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-6262519587648994593?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/6262519587648994593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=6262519587648994593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6262519587648994593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6262519587648994593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/05/tree.html' title='The Tree'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SgrTxpWqRgI/AAAAAAAABhI/cOVdHUkOUsM/s72-c/flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-863515161072537213</id><published>2009-05-08T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:04:57.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulips</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SgRI0dEFf8I/AAAAAAAABhA/FnD3701SUa0/s1600-h/TULIP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333467924705673154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SgRI0dEFf8I/AAAAAAAABhA/FnD3701SUa0/s400/TULIP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;April showers bring May flowers.  Not in Utah.  I think the saying should be May Showers ruin my April Flowers...well between the rain and Munch blasting them with pee every chance he can get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-863515161072537213?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/863515161072537213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=863515161072537213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/863515161072537213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/863515161072537213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/05/tulips.html' title='Tulips'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SgRI0dEFf8I/AAAAAAAABhA/FnD3701SUa0/s72-c/TULIP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-9006516398484983486</id><published>2009-05-07T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T06:56:25.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Munch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SgLoE2Z0CjI/AAAAAAAABg4/p0WAsHVTRuw/s1600-h/The+Munch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333080078780992050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SgLoE2Z0CjI/AAAAAAAABg4/p0WAsHVTRuw/s400/The+Munch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of the daily pressures and stress of guarding the house really wear my Munchie out.  When we get home from work, he pretty much bonks.  It's a hard knock life.&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/3790627309478714685-9006516398484983486?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/9006516398484983486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=9006516398484983486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/9006516398484983486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/9006516398484983486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/05/munch.html' title='Munch'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SgLoE2Z0CjI/AAAAAAAABg4/p0WAsHVTRuw/s72-c/The+Munch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3739022426209421059</id><published>2009-05-07T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T06:52:50.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Baby</title><content type='html'>A Wolf Stove...in my kitchen...who would have thought?  This stainless steel beauty is a sight to behold in the new kitchen and you haven't baked a potato or boiled noodles until you have done it on this thing.  Seriously, it pretty much rocks my world.  Garrett has wanted this Wolf since the day the kitchen remodel began.  He doesn't have an opinion on too many things, but he really liked this stove.  Compared to this thing, Maytag, Kenmore, Whirlpool...well they just seem so cheesey.  Unfortunately, this stove retails for more money than our whole kitchen remodel, so we just sort of forgot about it.  AND THEN, we found her.  She had been slightly used and we got her for a pretty great price and once I got her home, cleaned her up and WAALAA!! Good as new.  Thanks to all the manly men who got this thing in place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SgLl3InHdxI/AAAAAAAABgw/EyhupWbn8QE/s1600-h/The+Wolf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333077644127205138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SgLl3InHdxI/AAAAAAAABgw/EyhupWbn8QE/s400/The+Wolf.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/3790627309478714685-3739022426209421059?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3739022426209421059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3739022426209421059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3739022426209421059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3739022426209421059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-new-baby.html' title='My New Baby'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SgLl3InHdxI/AAAAAAAABgw/EyhupWbn8QE/s72-c/The+Wolf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-470842207569908500</id><published>2009-05-02T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:41:27.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Dreamy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfzaC13qjoI/AAAAAAAABgo/VlWqVIwn_MY/s1600-h/Horses+overlook+b%26w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfzaC13qjoI/AAAAAAAABgo/VlWqVIwn_MY/s400/Horses+overlook+b%26w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331375801254973058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfzZ7ztK-FI/AAAAAAAABgg/e2k0O5L55mo/s1600-h/Horses+edit+color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfzZ7ztK-FI/AAAAAAAABgg/e2k0O5L55mo/s400/Horses+edit+color.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331375680415004754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to ride beautiful Paso Fino horses in the Heber mountains on a sunny day with friends...pretty much a perfect day if you ask me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-470842207569908500?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/470842207569908500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=470842207569908500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/470842207569908500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/470842207569908500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/05/pretty-dreamy.html' title='Pretty Dreamy'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfzaC13qjoI/AAAAAAAABgo/VlWqVIwn_MY/s72-c/Horses+overlook+b%26w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-4248447854840232773</id><published>2009-05-01T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:29:05.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lights are Cooler than your Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfsT3dhBBrI/AAAAAAAABgY/w24lWSvIqyQ/s1600-h/lights+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330876427459954354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfsT3dhBBrI/AAAAAAAABgY/w24lWSvIqyQ/s400/lights+off.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfsTnI1HxkI/AAAAAAAABgQ/FrxyakBOnFg/s1600-h/lights+on.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330876147029231170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfsTnI1HxkI/AAAAAAAABgQ/FrxyakBOnFg/s400/lights+on.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very favorite part of our kitchen remodel are these custom blown glass pendant lights.  They are turquoise blue when they are off and a reddish/purple color when on.  I bought them from this boutique glass shop in Texas and I must say they win the award for Most Awesome Lights Ever!!  And I'm very glad I like them so much b/c my god, I shed a couple of tears paying for them.  And now just like my Munchie...my only thought is "worth every penny."&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/3790627309478714685-4248447854840232773?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/4248447854840232773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=4248447854840232773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4248447854840232773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4248447854840232773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-lights-are-cooler-than-your-lights.html' title='My Lights are Cooler than your Lights'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfsT3dhBBrI/AAAAAAAABgY/w24lWSvIqyQ/s72-c/lights+off.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-8077536414004764770</id><published>2009-04-30T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:19:06.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfndhHMRC9I/AAAAAAAABgI/AWvPBwSEpM4/s1600-h/The+Group+at+Base.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330535194905611218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfndhHMRC9I/AAAAAAAABgI/AWvPBwSEpM4/s400/The+Group+at+Base.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whew...where have the last few months gone? Well I know where they have gone...to the kitchen remodel that never ends. For those of you out there considering a remodel, give yourself a big slap in the face so you will never have those thoughts again. While the results are quite satisfying, the process made me want to stick my head in the oven I couldnt even use on a daily basis. I'll post pics of the kitchen soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, enjoy this pic from an at home vacation with Friends. These people make me want to pack up Garrett and the dogs and move everytime I see them, but my real estate search didn't last as long this time around. I'm attributing my new found love of Salt Lake to my job. Thank Black Diamond...you have managed to make this wack city just a little less wack. And for that, I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-8077536414004764770?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/8077536414004764770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=8077536414004764770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8077536414004764770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8077536414004764770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/04/catch-up-time.html' title='Catch Up Time'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfndhHMRC9I/AAAAAAAABgI/AWvPBwSEpM4/s72-c/The+Group+at+Base.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-6655508204645722122</id><published>2009-04-30T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:08:02.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The ACL Lineup is the New Swine Flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfmvngI5H_I/AAAAAAAABgA/VGz_SMScFk0/s1600-h/ACL_lineup_ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfmvngI5H_I/AAAAAAAABgA/VGz_SMScFk0/s400/ACL_lineup_ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330484727146684402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is.  The 2009 ACL lineup has arrived and I couldn't be more anxious.  3 days of fun awaits me in October.  Garrett and I are psyched!  This wasn't a planned trip, but after seeing this lineup, our entire trip, including airfare was booked in a matter of hours.  I'm generally not this spontaneous about anything but I'm very conservative when it comes to using vacation...just for times like these.  For all those who cannot attend, it's okay to be a little jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-6655508204645722122?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/6655508204645722122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=6655508204645722122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6655508204645722122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6655508204645722122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/04/acl-lineup-is-new-swine-flu.html' title='The ACL Lineup is the New Swine Flu'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SfmvngI5H_I/AAAAAAAABgA/VGz_SMScFk0/s72-c/ACL_lineup_ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-7310638364162130546</id><published>2009-02-16T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:44:36.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lava</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SZnqDVRaPNI/AAAAAAAABf4/gqxJoAhqvrE/s1600-h/LAVA+HOT+SPRINGS+09+004+Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SZnqDVRaPNI/AAAAAAAABf4/gqxJoAhqvrE/s400/LAVA+HOT+SPRINGS+09+004+Edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303527379176144082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SZnp2qkwnRI/AAAAAAAABfw/h0saOveFoY0/s1600-h/LAVA+HOT+SPRINGS+09+005+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SZnp2qkwnRI/AAAAAAAABfw/h0saOveFoY0/s400/LAVA+HOT+SPRINGS+09+005+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303527161556147474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lava Hot Springs, Idaho was a much needed break from the real world of kitchen remodeling and being a responsible adult.  We drank, we laughed, we partied, we spent time with friends, we sang, we ate...overall, we both had an awesome time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-7310638364162130546?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/7310638364162130546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=7310638364162130546' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7310638364162130546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7310638364162130546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/02/lava.html' title='Lava'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SZnqDVRaPNI/AAAAAAAABf4/gqxJoAhqvrE/s72-c/LAVA+HOT+SPRINGS+09+004+Edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-6294751249824746975</id><published>2009-02-15T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:14:06.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Valentines Card Ever!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SZjnEBfVydI/AAAAAAAABfo/prVgSQtFauw/s1600-h/v1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SZjnEBfVydI/AAAAAAAABfo/prVgSQtFauw/s400/v1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303242617534138834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cute husband made me this card for Valentines Day...does he know me or what?  I love that he took the time to make me something...something worth so much more than anything money could buy.  I'm a lucky girl...a lucky, lucky girl.  After this overload of thoughtfulness and utter adorableness, I'll let you use your imagination as to what Garrett's Valentines Day present from me consisted of!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-6294751249824746975?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/6294751249824746975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=6294751249824746975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6294751249824746975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6294751249824746975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-valentines-card-ever.html' title='The Best Valentines Card Ever!!'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SZjnEBfVydI/AAAAAAAABfo/prVgSQtFauw/s72-c/v1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-2600310914578004141</id><published>2009-02-03T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T06:12:55.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SYhQSQjIWUI/AAAAAAAABfI/3qaYwKqhBDc/s1600-h/Family+Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298573236211571010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SYhQSQjIWUI/AAAAAAAABfI/3qaYwKqhBDc/s400/Family+Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the best family picture I have.  Its not great, but we're all in it, we're all looking in the direction of the camera and at least 2 of the 4 are smiling.  What more could a girl ask for?&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/3790627309478714685-2600310914578004141?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/2600310914578004141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=2600310914578004141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/2600310914578004141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/2600310914578004141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/02/me-and-my-boys.html' title='Me and my Boys'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SYhQSQjIWUI/AAAAAAAABfI/3qaYwKqhBDc/s72-c/Family+Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-1251941402172441870</id><published>2009-02-02T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:18:04.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Groundhog Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SYb-aocOlCI/AAAAAAAABfA/SGcS-gO11PI/s1600-h/January+2009+013a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298201745133835298" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SYb-aocOlCI/AAAAAAAABfA/SGcS-gO11PI/s400/January+2009+013a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this picture from the parking lot at my work...Beautiful isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SYb9igLx6PI/AAAAAAAABe4/M4xIrGcYDRE/s1600-h/B%26G+Powder+Park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298200780844689650" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SYb9igLx6PI/AAAAAAAABe4/M4xIrGcYDRE/s400/B%26G+Powder+Park.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Garrett &amp;amp; I after skinning up in Big Cottonwood Canyon.  The breathtaking views and feelings of accomplishment are kinda indescribable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Groundhog Day!  Something about the celebrating of a rodent makes me all happy inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, weekends go by way too fast.  I need more time!!  Friday we decided to do nothing.  We did go to Home Depot for a couple of hours, but thats completely normal behavior these days.  The guys that work there know us by name...kinda like family.  Sad.  Yeah, so we picked up pizza and hung out with the pups.  Pretty great actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we got up and did a little backcountry skiing.  See pic above.  Skinning up a mountain is one of the hardest things physically I have ever done, but when you reach the top and get to ski down ungroomed, beautiful fresh powder, not a line in sight, no children to dodge, it's all worth it.  Garrett and I are really enjoying the backcountry life...we both could totally pass on ski resorts these days.  We're lucky to be able to go do this for a couple hours...then its back to the house to work.  And we did.  This weekend Garrett has managed to get most of the electrical done and the gas line moved.  It doesn't look like we did anything, but we definitely did.  I really don't have the skills to do anything of value so I've dubbed myself the official tool hander.  I'm pretty good at it.  I was going to tackle the ceiling texture, but after a little practice outside with mud and a trowel, I found out I suck at that too.  Garrett is much better and faster, so I guess he gets that job too.  I guess I'll just have to be the mud refiller.  Saturday night we went to the Piper Down to watch one of Garrett's buddies sing.  Pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we worked more on the kitchen and then went to a Superbowl Party in Park City.  I was not really looking forward to it, but we ended up having a pretty good time.  So, thats it.  That was our weekend!  Please try not to be too jealous.&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/3790627309478714685-1251941402172441870?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/1251941402172441870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=1251941402172441870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/1251941402172441870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/1251941402172441870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-groundhog-day.html' title='Happy Groundhog Day!!!'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SYb-aocOlCI/AAAAAAAABfA/SGcS-gO11PI/s72-c/January+2009+013a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-6201259167875563188</id><published>2009-01-29T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:06:33.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M ALIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SYJ513QXCKI/AAAAAAAABew/LnF9uBWUr5I/s1600-h/Me+Powderpark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SYJ513QXCKI/AAAAAAAABew/LnF9uBWUr5I/s400/Me+Powderpark.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296930078013720738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know it's been like 10 years since I've done a blog post, but I've just been extremely busy...in a really good, extremely awesome sort of way.  The last 2 months have been a whirlwind of starting a new job, making new friends, skiing, home remodeling and just enjoying my life with my husband and pups.  I'll try to blog more regularly...promise.  Here are some random, not at all important updates about what's been going on the last 2 months.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New job.  I LOVE working at Black Diamond.  It's such an awesome place to have to go everyday.  Seriously.  The people are great, the atmosphere is fun, I can wear whatever I damn well please...no judging whatsoever, I can drink beer at will, my dog can come to work with me, I can go skiing before work, I have the coolest boss ever, I have had more fun in the last 2 months than probably all 3 years combined...yep, I can't really think of one bad thing to say...this was definitely a really good, happy move on my part.  Finally, this place is starting to feel like home.  Honestly, Garrett and I couldn't be happier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skiing.  We've been having a blast backcountry skiing this season.  I've made lots of dude friends at work who pretty much do nothing but ski so we're taking full advantage of having ski buddies.  Even Robin is taking up skiing these days so we have no excuses.  We even took an avalanche class 2 weekends ago, so finally, I feel a little more prepared and knowledgeable when we're out in the backcountry.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Home remodeling.  My kitchen is a disaster.  We're remodeling our kitchen with a snail's pace.  I have no oven, no microwave and my fridge is in the living room.  It's a complete disaster, we're no where near done, we're completely broke, but when its done, its going to be super nice.  Garrett has been really great and I really appreciate all he's doing to make our home a little nicer.  Generally, I would write sarcastically about how long its taking him, how freakin messy he is, how he leaves his tools scattered all over the house...nope not today...he's doing a fantastic job. That's love people.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, that's whats been going on in a nutshell.  Off to bed.  Stay tuned.  I have lots of pictures and updating to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-6201259167875563188?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/6201259167875563188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=6201259167875563188' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6201259167875563188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6201259167875563188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;M ALIVE'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SYJ513QXCKI/AAAAAAAABew/LnF9uBWUr5I/s72-c/Me+Powderpark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-6409324885541558219</id><published>2008-11-24T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:57:54.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Unhelpful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SSrcOnrFPlI/AAAAAAAABb8/y8VPstLFXjI/s1600-h/boots+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272268457516547666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SSrcOnrFPlI/AAAAAAAABb8/y8VPstLFXjI/s400/boots+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Munch really enjoys himself when we rake the leaves.  And I'm glad he's enjoying himself, because Garrett and I are usually annoyed.  If he's not attacking the rake, he's blowing through our well groomed piles or my very favorite, peeing on them.  Can I just say how nice it is to pick up a scoopfull of leaves still dripping in dog pee.   Its lovely, very very lovely.&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/3790627309478714685-6409324885541558219?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/6409324885541558219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=6409324885541558219' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6409324885541558219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6409324885541558219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/11/very-unhelpful.html' title='Very Unhelpful'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SSrcOnrFPlI/AAAAAAAABb8/y8VPstLFXjI/s72-c/boots+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-1972845410883797196</id><published>2008-11-24T08:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:52:49.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lone Star State</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving week has arrived. Today is my last day at the only job I have known in Salt Lake. Tonight is the last night I get to spend with my pups until Sunday :( Tomorrow we arrive in Austin Texas for a week full of festivities. I can do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband and I had a nice weekend as usual. We mountain biked Saturday with our buddy Joe. After the ride, we went to our neighbors house to watch Utah beat BYU. While we're not Utah fans per say, I did want to see them kill BYU. That school creeps me out. Seriously. Anyway, it was a good game and I got to play with cute little Mazzie. Playing with babies is fun, especially when you get to give them back. Even Garrett did his fair share of bouncing. ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Garrett and I maybe outdid ourselves a tad with a really long trail run. We're in pretty good shape but holy cow, it was still really hard. We took Mogs along for the run and he was such a good boy. He ran off leash the entire time, staying about 4 feet behind us. What a good little running buddy. Afterwards, we raked leaves for like the 400th time. Seriously, where do all these leaves even come from? Its absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're off to Austin tomorrow afternoon. It will be a nice break for us and I'm definitely looking forward to seeing everyone, but I must admit, I'm going to miss my boys...a lot. Poor Mogs, his first Thanksgiving as our pup, and we're leaving him. Oh well, such is life and he'll be in good hands. I hope everyone has a good Thanksgiving!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-1972845410883797196?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/1972845410883797196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=1972845410883797196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/1972845410883797196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/1972845410883797196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/11/lone-star-state.html' title='The Lone Star State'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3406975130775163761</id><published>2008-11-20T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T07:19:45.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A recent telephone conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Garrett, bad news buddy, there is something alive...IN OUR BASEMENT...AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Garrett: What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I have no idea. I am not going down there. Whatever it is, it sounds mad and its scratching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Garrett: What do you mean mad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Growling, squeaking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Garrett: Shit. I'm coming home. (Garrett leaves work in a panic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm outta here. (I left the house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ABOUT 20 MINUTES LATER GARRETT CALLED ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Garrett: I can't find anything in the basement. I'm down here with the flashlight and the dogs...I can't find anything, living or not living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well I'm not crazy. There was most definitely something. Something very angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Garrett: Well I'll look again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Good Luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ABOUT 20 MINUTES LATER I GOT ANOTHER PHONE CALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Garrett: (Laughing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hysterically) I think I found your monster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;REWIND ONE DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Me: Garrett, have you seen the famous Shibu Inu puppy cam? Its live video feed, 24 hours a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;WE PROCEED TO WATCH IT. WE LEAVE IT UP ON THE COMPUTER, WITH THE SPEAKERS BLARING ALL DAY SO WE DON'T HAVE TO MISS ONE MINUTE OF THE CUTENESS. WE FORGOT IT WAS ON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;BACK TO CURRENT DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Garrett: Yeah, you know that monster that I rushed home from work for...it was scratching, growling, yipping PUPPIES. Scary I know. (The monitor had shut off but the speakers were still blaring...anyone's mistake) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Here they are...monsters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn1.ustream.tv/swf/4/viewer.45.swf?cid=317016"&gt;http://cdn1.ustream.tv/swf/4/viewer.45.swf?cid=317016&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-3406975130775163761?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3406975130775163761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3406975130775163761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3406975130775163761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3406975130775163761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/11/funny-story.html' title='Funny Story'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-7740668667701283976</id><published>2008-11-18T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T07:37:41.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up Time</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't posted in a couple of days. Its not that I didn't have anything to post about, its just that I haven't had the time. I'm sure it will be back to random thoughts and cute Munchie pictures in no time.&lt;br /&gt;Here is what has been going on with me:&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I got a new job. I wasn't really out looking for a new job...one just kinda presented itself to me. I'll be working for &lt;a href="http://www.bdel.com/"&gt;Black Diamond&lt;/a&gt;, a company whose gear already has a home at my house. We have their skis, their skins, their gloves (several pair), their poles, their ski packs and I think maybe even a headlamp or two. BD is a local Salt Lake company...they are known for their awesome skis and climbing equipment and its a company that is not terribly easy to get a "real" job at. So, when I got the job offer, I just couldn't turn it down. Its a whole new direction for me and I'm more than happy to not be a paralegal. There are lots of people that work there, most my age and almost all share my hobbies and way of life. I think it will be a fantastic opportunity for me to make some friends, a task that has been virtually impossible at Sinclair, with the exception of Hilary. They have some pretty sweet benefits...no dress code which means flip flops in the summer, Ugg Boots in the winter, and Miss Capezio cowboy boots in between. I can't tell you how happy it makes me to be able to wear jeans to work. Hallelujah...a company that cares about the employees. Another cool thing is your dog can come to work with you. How fun! While I dont think I'll be taking Mr. Grumpo, I do think Mogs will really enjoy himself. Anyway, I start December 1st. Wish me Luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was really refreshing for me. New job on the horizon, the hard part of telling my current job I'm leaving was done, and a weekend full of beautiful, perfect weather was just what I needed. Saturday, we did some backcountry skiing up behind Alta with our neighbor Trevor. The weather was great and up high, the snow was pretty great too. Its always weird strapping skis on for the first time of the season, but I'm so looking forward to it this year. Later that night, we went down to the Salt Lake Fat Flake Festival. It was fun...had a beer, got our picture taken and I was suckered into buying a tshirt to support the Avalanche Rescue Dogs. Those guys, with their cute, life risking dogs could probably get me to buy just about anything. Marketing geniuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SSLcd14UxLI/AAAAAAAABb0/L50A_AbgTvo/s1600-h/Brit+Garrett+Skiing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270016919214539954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SSLcd14UxLI/AAAAAAAABb0/L50A_AbgTvo/s400/Brit+Garrett+Skiing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SSLcJgSuSAI/AAAAAAAABbs/WvjemylWu18/s1600-h/Brit+Garrett+Alta1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270016569822300162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SSLcJgSuSAI/AAAAAAAABbs/WvjemylWu18/s400/Brit+Garrett+Alta1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SSLbsZ4DFdI/AAAAAAAABbk/jhgrBi4t_Co/s1600-h/BritGarrett+Alta2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270016069883598290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SSLbsZ4DFdI/AAAAAAAABbk/jhgrBi4t_Co/s400/BritGarrett+Alta2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SSLbfYyI63I/AAAAAAAABbc/eOR54PBqYuM/s1600-h/Garrett+and+Trevor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270015846252079986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SSLbfYyI63I/AAAAAAAABbc/eOR54PBqYuM/s400/Garrett+and+Trevor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SSLbR2iQ8vI/AAAAAAAABbU/fC3xCKkUg7k/s1600-h/Brit+Garrett+Alta3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270015613720392434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SSLbR2iQ8vI/AAAAAAAABbU/fC3xCKkUg7k/s400/Brit+Garrett+Alta3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, the day after skiing, we rode our road bikes...in shorts. Again, the weather was perfect. We spent the rest of the day raking leaves, pulling weeds, moving flagstone and ended the night with some much needed hot tub time. See, my weekend was nice. Told you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanksgiving is coming up quick. We're traveling to Austin, TX to spend Thanksgiving with the family. This is the first time since we've lived in Utah that we will not be in Moab for Thanksgiving. While Moab is always fun, I'm very much looking forward to seeing everyone, especially Carlyn...I haven't seen her since last Christmas. I think it will be fun times and I'm getting pretty excited. It will be here before I know it.&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/3790627309478714685-7740668667701283976?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/7740668667701283976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=7740668667701283976' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7740668667701283976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7740668667701283976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/11/catch-up-time.html' title='Catch Up Time'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SSLcd14UxLI/AAAAAAAABb0/L50A_AbgTvo/s72-c/Brit+Garrett+Skiing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-8167971532281112405</id><published>2008-11-11T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T07:06:10.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome</title><content type='html'>Awesome comes in many forms. Today, Awesome comes to us in the form of boots. Vintage, 20 year old, Miss Capezio Butterfly boots to be exact. You see, I've wanted a pair of these for a long time...only I'm much too poor and can't afford the asking price of vintage cowboy boots that haven't been made in 20 years. Anyway, I recently found a pair on Craigslist in Lubbock, TX of all places and the lady really had no idea what she was holding on to. I felt like I was stealing from her...excellent condition, my size, my kind of price, but other people's ignorance really isn't my problem. So I sent her paypal with a grin on my face, happily paying the extra $2.50 she wanted to charge me for gas to go to the post office (what the hell, really).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was such a gloomy day here in Salt Lake. The world got a little better for me when I pulled into the driveway after work and there was a boot sized box sitting on my doorstep. I hurried to open the box, like a little kid on Xmas and, I was not disappointed. Awesome hardly describes them and they fit really well. They were meant for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, of course, when Garrett got home from work, I had them on. I cooked dinner in them, I watched tv in them, I really never took them off except to get in the hot tub and when I went to bed. I asked Garrett if he was going to be embarrased if these boots are all I wear from now on, with everything. He said he'll just worry about that if it becomes an issue. Well get worried Garrett, a life of embarrasment is ahead of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRmcB8le_yI/AAAAAAAABbE/pELiTkaqJcM/s1600-h/Awesome+boots+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267412796443655970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRmcB8le_yI/AAAAAAAABbE/pELiTkaqJcM/s400/Awesome+boots+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRmb10Xvk6I/AAAAAAAABa8/WaZt_QJpiNs/s1600-h/Awesome+boots+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267412588080108450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRmb10Xvk6I/AAAAAAAABa8/WaZt_QJpiNs/s400/Awesome+boots+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; P.S. Garrett thinks they are awesome too.&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/3790627309478714685-8167971532281112405?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/8167971532281112405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=8167971532281112405' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8167971532281112405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8167971532281112405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/11/awesome.html' title='Awesome'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRmcB8le_yI/AAAAAAAABbE/pELiTkaqJcM/s72-c/Awesome+boots+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-7012551717770942061</id><published>2008-11-10T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T08:51:06.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mogs runs a 5k</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRhf3BhyIGI/AAAAAAAABa0/Ww40TCnJCRw/s1600-h/Chasing+Tail+picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267065163117371490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRhf3BhyIGI/AAAAAAAABa0/Ww40TCnJCRw/s400/Chasing+Tail+picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday, Garrett, Mogs and me ran the Chasing Tail 5k.  It was a pretty fun event for all of us, especially Mogs.  I felt really bad that Munch couldn't come but I just don't think he could run that far...shhh, don't tell him I said that.&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/3790627309478714685-7012551717770942061?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/7012551717770942061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=7012551717770942061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7012551717770942061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7012551717770942061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/11/mogs-runs-5k.html' title='Mogs runs a 5k'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRhf3BhyIGI/AAAAAAAABa0/Ww40TCnJCRw/s72-c/Chasing+Tail+picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-4142953105663371665</id><published>2008-11-09T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:49:57.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 Pink Yeti For Sale</title><content type='html'>I am selling my 07 Pink Yeti, size small.  Here is a link to the &lt;a href="http://tmbra.org/board/viewtopic.php?t=8724"&gt;ad&lt;/a&gt; we have on TMBRA.  This bike has been awesome for me, but Garrett says its time for it to go.  You know you want to buy it...I mean, who wouldn't want a pink bike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRd2NqFCjBI/AAAAAAAABas/39SrMoAHKPs/s1600-h/Pink+Yeti+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRd2NqFCjBI/AAAAAAAABas/39SrMoAHKPs/s400/Pink+Yeti+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266808266238888978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-4142953105663371665?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/4142953105663371665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=4142953105663371665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4142953105663371665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4142953105663371665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/11/2007-pink-yeti-for-sale.html' title='2007 Pink Yeti For Sale'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRd2NqFCjBI/AAAAAAAABas/39SrMoAHKPs/s72-c/Pink+Yeti+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-5218071950673727749</id><published>2008-11-06T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T07:34:53.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRMLxEwpX9I/AAAAAAAABHY/HRt0PX5oxm0/s1600-h/Snow+from+the+Car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265565327045517266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRMLxEwpX9I/AAAAAAAABHY/HRt0PX5oxm0/s400/Snow+from+the+Car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yesterday it snowed all day.  We got at least 6 inches at our house and Alta racked up 34 inches.  We heard Snowbird is opening on Friday.  That's just crazy.  While I'm not quite ready for the full blown winter, mostly due to the fact that I have 8 dog paws to wipe everytime the pups go outside, the snow really is pretty. &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/3790627309478714685-5218071950673727749?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/5218071950673727749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=5218071950673727749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5218071950673727749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5218071950673727749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/11/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRMLxEwpX9I/AAAAAAAABHY/HRt0PX5oxm0/s72-c/Snow+from+the+Car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-7180394175419128970</id><published>2008-11-05T07:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:22:39.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Times</title><content type='html'>Its snowing outside...hard. I'm making an effort NOT to stick my head in the oven and am trying to think of brighter, happier thoughts. For one, ski season will be here before we know it. Second, hmmm, okay maybe there is only one good thing to come of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHHQja2ZlI/AAAAAAAABHI/SJuzIbxw5X8/s1600-h/snowy+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265208526572512850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHHQja2ZlI/AAAAAAAABHI/SJuzIbxw5X8/s400/snowy+flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even though it was like a month ago, I just got some pictures from 24 Hours of Moab. Jen, a girl on our bike team came down with a photographer buddy and the two of them managed to take some pretty good pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me about to go out for a lap, dont I look thrilled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHGQYY4YbI/AAAAAAAABHA/vb6P2kJxLOA/s1600-h/Britt+by+Subaru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265207424099836338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHGQYY4YbI/AAAAAAAABHA/vb6P2kJxLOA/s400/Britt+by+Subaru.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cute husband pushing my bike to the start tent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHGDXj5ZEI/AAAAAAAABG4/SbYHJk8fxK8/s1600-h/Cute+Hubby+pushing+my+bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265207200539305026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHGDXj5ZEI/AAAAAAAABG4/SbYHJk8fxK8/s400/Cute+Hubby+pushing+my+bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Focused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHFz_r6y9I/AAAAAAAABGw/mXRPL5C1UIc/s1600-h/Me+up+close+on+a+lap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265206936432462802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHFz_r6y9I/AAAAAAAABGw/mXRPL5C1UIc/s400/Me+up+close+on+a+lap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's a smile, I must be almost done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHFW1hTmwI/AAAAAAAABGo/Jk-YFsxCzrQ/s1600-h/Me+almost+done+with+my+lap+happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265206435487390466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHFW1hTmwI/AAAAAAAABGo/Jk-YFsxCzrQ/s400/Me+almost+done+with+my+lap+happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHFHbnIEvI/AAAAAAAABGg/WeVdZZZAb9E/s1600-h/Me+coming+around+turn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265206170834440946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHFHbnIEvI/AAAAAAAABGg/WeVdZZZAb9E/s400/Me+coming+around+turn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHExfQ0c4I/AAAAAAAABGY/IAMiH4dke_g/s1600-h/Me+coming+up+the+hill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265205793857500034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHExfQ0c4I/AAAAAAAABGY/IAMiH4dke_g/s400/Me+coming+up+the+hill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Robin,  Garrett, Me and Joe...please note my ski goggles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHEeqNJT-I/AAAAAAAABGQ/vteTBQq7jxs/s1600-h/Me,+garrett,+joe+and+robin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265205470377365474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHEeqNJT-I/AAAAAAAABGQ/vteTBQq7jxs/s400/Me,+garrett,+joe+and+robin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHEFI3KcyI/AAAAAAAABGI/XDryFU2D5TM/s1600-h/The+hoodie+team+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265205031930065698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHEFI3KcyI/AAAAAAAABGI/XDryFU2D5TM/s400/The+hoodie+team+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-7180394175419128970?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/7180394175419128970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=7180394175419128970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7180394175419128970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7180394175419128970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/11/better-times.html' title='Better Times'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRHHQja2ZlI/AAAAAAAABHI/SJuzIbxw5X8/s72-c/snowy+flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-8667032975156546492</id><published>2008-11-04T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:39:26.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter is Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRB5aE6jORI/AAAAAAAABGA/YvZVQ7TceKo/s1600-h/Mogs+on+couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264841453298989330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRB5aE6jORI/AAAAAAAABGA/YvZVQ7TceKo/s400/Mogs+on+couch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what I want to be doing today, lounging on the couch with a blanket.  The weather has gone from nice to windy, rainy and cold all in a very short amount of time.  Garrett and I got up at 5 this morning to take Mogs on a run.  The weather was perfect.  By the time I left the house for work, everything had changed.  I think winter might be here and I don't think I like it.&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/3790627309478714685-8667032975156546492?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/8667032975156546492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=8667032975156546492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8667032975156546492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8667032975156546492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/11/winter-is-here.html' title='Winter is Here'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRB5aE6jORI/AAAAAAAABGA/YvZVQ7TceKo/s72-c/Mogs+on+couch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3154259836004722736</id><published>2008-11-04T07:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T07:30:52.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Costume Contest Winner</title><content type='html'>While my tutu was extremely awesome, this little boy won the prize for cutest costume...hands down.  Look at those cute little tusks, I didn't stand a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WINNER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRBpBco-sGI/AAAAAAAABF4/FVDJR1GcdWk/s1600-h/October+2008+322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264823437984968802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRBpBco-sGI/AAAAAAAABF4/FVDJR1GcdWk/s400/October+2008+322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOSER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRBor4XU6XI/AAAAAAAABFw/p3vYfErP7Gw/s1600-h/October+2008+279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264823067469998450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRBor4XU6XI/AAAAAAAABFw/p3vYfErP7Gw/s400/October+2008+279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe next year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-3154259836004722736?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3154259836004722736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3154259836004722736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3154259836004722736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3154259836004722736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/11/costume-contest-winner.html' title='Costume Contest Winner'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SRBpBco-sGI/AAAAAAAABF4/FVDJR1GcdWk/s72-c/October+2008+322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-5302933678593886416</id><published>2008-11-03T15:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:26:03.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics Smolitics</title><content type='html'>Can I just say that I am soooo glad the election is tomorrow.  I'm sure people will still be talking about it, but good god, I hope they don't.  We're Americans afterall and a week from now we'll be more interested in something else.  (example:  Michael Phelps who???)  Anyway, this blog is not about politics and never will be.  I just think people should get out and vote for the best candidate for them, whoever it is...that way, whoever it is, your voice will be heard and it will be over and we can move on with life.  Garrett and I are voting for the candidates who care most about people like us and perhaps those less fortunate.  So, do your duty, get out and VOTE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-5302933678593886416?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/5302933678593886416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=5302933678593886416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5302933678593886416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5302933678593886416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/11/politics-smolitics.html' title='Politics Smolitics'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-5954449968163363523</id><published>2008-11-03T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T07:49:19.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Another Halloween has come and gone. We didn't really do too much, hung out at home and handed out candy. I wanted to dress up a little, so I made myself a tutu which I think turned out quite awesome. My goal for next year is to be prepared and really dress up. Dustin has said she will help me make a Poodle Skirt, a classic costume, not slutty in the least. And speaking of that, what's with the slutty costumes? It annoys the shit out of me, truly it does. Girls these days can turn anything slutty on Halloween....slutty bugs, slutty professionals, cheerleaders, slutty pirates, I could go on and on. I don't know, I just don't get it. Maybe someone can enlighten me. Anyway, here are some pics from our Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQ8dRB39K1I/AAAAAAAABFo/lbdx09Ih5HY/s1600-h/Mom+and+Bat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264458667817511762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQ8dRB39K1I/AAAAAAAABFo/lbdx09Ih5HY/s400/Mom+and+Bat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQ8c4L2BpsI/AAAAAAAABFg/yLF9Xm7vjNU/s1600-h/The+Bat+b&amp;amp;w+looking+out+window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264458240997041858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQ8c4L2BpsI/AAAAAAAABFg/yLF9Xm7vjNU/s400/The+Bat+b%26w+looking+out+window.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQ8cqo1LAwI/AAAAAAAABFY/sUlEVIvkzhQ/s1600-h/October+2008+276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264458008259920642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQ8cqo1LAwI/AAAAAAAABFY/sUlEVIvkzhQ/s400/October+2008+276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQ8b0Lob22I/AAAAAAAABFQ/AwLvHBI9GV8/s1600-h/October+2008+297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264457072708934498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQ8b0Lob22I/AAAAAAAABFQ/AwLvHBI9GV8/s400/October+2008+297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3790627309478714685-5954449968163363523?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/5954449968163363523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=5954449968163363523' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5954449968163363523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5954449968163363523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQ8dRB39K1I/AAAAAAAABFo/lbdx09Ih5HY/s72-c/Mom+and+Bat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-5393864994984452081</id><published>2008-11-03T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T07:17:17.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Injuries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQ8V5EuKvoI/AAAAAAAABFA/KEkxzyc2uL8/s1600-h/October+2008+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264450559683509890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQ8V5EuKvoI/AAAAAAAABFA/KEkxzyc2uL8/s400/October+2008+232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQ8VmuVnQXI/AAAAAAAABE4/qwcC9glV7zM/s1600-h/October+2008+230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264450244437295474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQ8VmuVnQXI/AAAAAAAABE4/qwcC9glV7zM/s400/October+2008+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Munchie. Okay, poor me. Munch was not himself on Halloween so I was not fully able to enjoy watching him in his bat costume. He mostly layed on the couch. His foot procedure went well, but he was sorta out of it all night, hopped up on pain meds and such. The girls at the vet's office love little Munch and made a pumpkin for his cast. Adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-5393864994984452081?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/5393864994984452081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=5393864994984452081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5393864994984452081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5393864994984452081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/11/injuries.html' title='Injuries'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQ8V5EuKvoI/AAAAAAAABFA/KEkxzyc2uL8/s72-c/October+2008+232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-5526347518866934923</id><published>2008-10-31T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:38:21.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQtCdPQbh7I/AAAAAAAABEw/8p8CH8DbMhg/s1600-h/theshark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263373659591641010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQtCdPQbh7I/AAAAAAAABEw/8p8CH8DbMhg/s400/theshark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQtCVxqn5aI/AAAAAAAABEo/MNjIPW_t6wk/s1600-h/madbee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263373531389355426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQtCVxqn5aI/AAAAAAAABEo/MNjIPW_t6wk/s400/madbee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQtBycb_lWI/AAAAAAAABEg/hKO5KfQGo4g/s1600-h/momandbee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263372924395427170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQtBycb_lWI/AAAAAAAABEg/hKO5KfQGo4g/s400/momandbee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My poor little Munchie bat. He had to go into the vet this morning to have a fox tail removed from his foot. It was too deep and infected so he had to be sedated. Hopefully he will be feeling better by this evening so he can entertain us with his cuteness. He's going to make such a cute bat, not that Munch the bee or Munch the shark wasn't cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Halloween. It's such a fun holiday...grownups can dress like fools and no one cares, just for this one day. I'm not dressing up this year, but I did manage to make a Halloween tutu to wear over my jeans. Its better than nothing. 2 years ago today, Garrett asked me to marry him so that makes Halloween all the more special to me. Its my second favorite day ever, right after my wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone has a fun/safe Halloween. I'll be spending mine humiliting my dogs and truthfully, I can't think of anything better :)&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/3790627309478714685-5526347518866934923?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/5526347518866934923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=5526347518866934923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5526347518866934923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5526347518866934923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQtCdPQbh7I/AAAAAAAABEw/8p8CH8DbMhg/s72-c/theshark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-4184239014306413461</id><published>2008-10-29T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T09:42:48.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood Swings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQiQTF1OgRI/AAAAAAAABEY/33HEOTaCHt4/s1600-h/Munchie+b&amp;amp;W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262614822239764754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQiQTF1OgRI/AAAAAAAABEY/33HEOTaCHt4/s400/Munchie+b%26W.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Munch is so happy sitting outside on one condition:  A human is outside with him.  I just can't understand his reasoning.  He has so much fun running laps around the yard, rolling in the grass, eating mystery berries (don't worry, he's been doing this for years and he seems fine) and catching some rays.  The second he's been left outside, he's banging on the gate and squealing like a little girl.  The neighbors probably think we are dog abusers by the awful sounds he makes.  And to him we probably are, putting him outside, in the yard, treating him like a dog and all.  The nerve.&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/3790627309478714685-4184239014306413461?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/4184239014306413461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=4184239014306413461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4184239014306413461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4184239014306413461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/mood-swings.html' title='Mood Swings'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQiQTF1OgRI/AAAAAAAABEY/33HEOTaCHt4/s72-c/Munchie+b%26W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-7492331744931133673</id><published>2008-10-28T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:11:33.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQdvTGSU91I/AAAAAAAABEQ/iP4ikt1fG7U/s1600-h/pumpkin+profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262297063501395794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQdvTGSU91I/AAAAAAAABEQ/iP4ikt1fG7U/s400/pumpkin+profile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't buy any new Halloween decorations this year. Hell, I didn't even buy a pumpkin. Who needs 'em when you have a dog rocking a pumpkin collar. He probably thinks he's off the hook with a costume this year.  Not so my little bat, not so at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-7492331744931133673?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/7492331744931133673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=7492331744931133673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7492331744931133673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7492331744931133673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-pumpkin.html' title='My Pumpkin'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQdvTGSU91I/AAAAAAAABEQ/iP4ikt1fG7U/s72-c/pumpkin+profile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-4380085027376698592</id><published>2008-10-27T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:48:52.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Monday</title><content type='html'>Weekend = Over. Me = bummed the weekend is over. Weather = awesome. Me = bummed I'm stuck inside my office enjoying the perfect weather from a window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a really nice, relaxing, no committment weekend. Friday we had plans to go see the new Warren Miller movie, Children of Winter, but our cheapness changed the plans. When it came down to it, we just couldn't stomach the $44 it would have cost for the movie so we bagged it and had dinner at Stella Grill, one of our very favorite places.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went for a mountain bike ride on the Bonneville Shoreline Trail. The weather couldn't have been more perfect and the trail was pretty empty. Following the ride, Garrett hung some shop lights in the garage while I cleaned it. Luckily for Garrett, the shop lights worked. Here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation from Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garrett: I bought some lights from the auction, I hope they work.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What? You bought broken lights, are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;Garrett: Well I only paid $7&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh good, well I'm glad those broken lights were so cheap...thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;Garrett: Well they might work, they don't have plugs, they have to be hardwired.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well they better work, for the sake of your well being.&lt;br /&gt;Garrett: Is that a threat?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Absolutely. But actually, its more of a "I am now going to tell everyone that you bought broken shop lights from that damn junk auction"...the broken patio table story will be so 6 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, even though I had HUGE doubts, the lights worked out well. Its not that I doubt my husband, its just that many of his wonderful auction purchases now reside at the Dump. I was expecting the lights would join them. I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQXwKlCeqHI/AAAAAAAABEI/ovDnWWsWGFw/s1600-h/burn+after+reading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261875804184160370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQXwKlCeqHI/AAAAAAAABEI/ovDnWWsWGFw/s400/burn+after+reading.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday night we went to Brewvies for pizza, nachos, beer and a movie. Sounds pretty awesome, huh? We saw the Coen Brothers new movie "Burn after Reading." It's really similar to "Fargo", many of the same actors, same dark humor. I really enjoyed it and and would like to see it again. I think its one of those movies that is probably much more funny the second time around. Brad Pitt was really great in the movie, but isn't he always?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday mornings are always lazy in my house. We drink coffee, hang out, play on the computer and usually, by noon, we get some motivation to change out of our pj's. By the looks of my dogs, it would seem they didn't just wake up from a full night of sleep. This Sunday, I managed to drag Garrett and Mogley out relatively early to go for a run. The weather was just too nice to sit inside.   After, I went out and did a little shopping and Garrett worked around the house, doing some painting and more garage light hanging.  &lt;/p&gt;Here are some pics of the pups (and me) Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQXwDbC6_BI/AAAAAAAABEA/aCI5qWiZy90/s1600-h/Me+and+Munchie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261875681242577938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQXwDbC6_BI/AAAAAAAABEA/aCI5qWiZy90/s400/Me+and+Munchie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQXvzC-CWaI/AAAAAAAABD4/_18nQfJIUy8/s1600-h/Mogs+on+the+Couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261875399901731234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQXvzC-CWaI/AAAAAAAABD4/_18nQfJIUy8/s400/Mogs+on+the+Couch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-4380085027376698592?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/4380085027376698592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=4380085027376698592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4380085027376698592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/4380085027376698592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-monday.html' title='Another Monday'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQXwKlCeqHI/AAAAAAAABEI/ovDnWWsWGFw/s72-c/burn+after+reading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-1009685145992620967</id><published>2008-10-24T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:30:10.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQH375wtc-I/AAAAAAAABDw/N3d7RRPOp0Y/s1600-h/Living+Room+Wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260758448234918882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQH375wtc-I/AAAAAAAABDw/N3d7RRPOp0Y/s400/Living+Room+Wall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, come April, Garrett and I will have been in our house for 3 years. I can't believe its been so long. Anyway, for 3 years we have had absolutely nothing hanging on the wall above our couch...it has looked so bare, but I could never find anything I thought would work with the rest of our home. I was at the Pecan Street Festival in Austin, TX a year ago and bought 2 posters, bright and colorful yet they have kind of a vintage feel. Garrett really liked them and I had them framed. They have been sitting, framed, on my basement floor for a whole year because I just wasn't sure what I was going to do with them. Then my Mom2 went to the Pecan Street Festival again this year and bought me a 3rd poster, and I had the idea to have it framed and put the 3 of them above the couch...they are all different sizes but I think it turned out great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-1009685145992620967?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/1009685145992620967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=1009685145992620967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/1009685145992620967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/1009685145992620967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/about-time.html' title='About Time'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQH375wtc-I/AAAAAAAABDw/N3d7RRPOp0Y/s72-c/Living+Room+Wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-9149383644546632193</id><published>2008-10-24T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:04:06.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Supporting a Cause</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQHttl5rTQI/AAAAAAAABDo/mZNjKgS0l4U/s1600-h/Munchy+tongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260747207269371138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQHttl5rTQI/AAAAAAAABDo/mZNjKgS0l4U/s400/Munchy+tongue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For anyone who wants to participate in a 5k Fun Run, that does not benefit children, Garrett and I will be participating in the &lt;a href="http://www.uaata.org/"&gt;Squatters Chasing Tail 5k&lt;/a&gt;.  Its not that I'm against fun runs benefitting children, its just that I don't have kids and would prefer to donate to a cause that I feel strongly about, cause lets face it, a 5k is hardly even worth the money so you might as well just consider it a charity.  The registration is $20, your money goes to the Utah Animal Assisted Therapy Association, you get a cool Squatters Chasing Tail long sleeve tshirt and you get to bring your pups along for the run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of pups...one little bulldog that I know is going to have the cutest costume for Halloween.  I have been wanting to get him some bat wings for a couple years now, but apparently the Old Navy dog wings are in super high demand and extremely hard to come by.  I have been outbid on Ebay 3 times for hell's sake.  After they sold out online before I got a chance to purchase some and found nothing but empty racks in my local stores, I had all but given up.  I started to worry that the Munch 2009 calendar just wouldn't be the same without a costume clad Munchie filling the page of October.  So I decided to call all Old Navy stores within a reasonable driving distance asking them if by some miracle, they had bat wings in a size medium.  Well I found a pair not too terribly far.  I asked Garrett if I should spend the time/gas to drive for a pair of wings, wings our poor dog would likely hate.  At first he said no, not worth it.  Then after we thought about it more, we decided that our enjoyment from seeing Munch dressed up as a bat would be totally worth it so I went and got them.  You'll have to wait for pictures, but I must say, it was definitely worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-9149383644546632193?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/9149383644546632193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=9149383644546632193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/9149383644546632193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/9149383644546632193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/supporting-cause.html' title='Supporting a Cause'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQHttl5rTQI/AAAAAAAABDo/mZNjKgS0l4U/s72-c/Munchy+tongue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-6159819508022065159</id><published>2008-10-23T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T09:18:56.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Redemption</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQCjj_aKKdI/AAAAAAAABDg/n9QY2Ib0ov0/s1600-h/Fall+Green+Leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260384203480639954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQCjj_aKKdI/AAAAAAAABDg/n9QY2Ib0ov0/s400/Fall+Green+Leaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQCepuaFLFI/AAAAAAAABDQ/y2OgOVnLULQ/s1600-h/Fall+Green+Leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really like this picture, to me it symbolizes change. Change is good. I feel like I'm needing a little change in my life right now so I'm just going to hope for it and we'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited about this lovely Fall weather we're having. The 7 day weather forecast is very Pleasantville like, sunny with highs in the mid 60's. My weatherman has totally redeemed himself from all the bad news he delivered during our last, awful winter. A friend of mine who lives in Southern California informed me she was jealous of our seasons...I reminded her that I would be the jealous one come May when I was shoveling the effin snow off our driveway. Okay, watching Garrett shovel the effin snow off our driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Garrett and I took Mogley on his first real run. I hope he enjoyed himself because he's almost a year old now and he needs to get his lazy butt off the couch. In other exciting Mogley news, I took the advice of &lt;a href="http://oregonbirdie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Robin&lt;/a&gt; and purchased a Furminator for the doodle. It arrived yesterday and holy shit, I could totally make a doodle coat and scarf set from all the hair that came off of him. Using it is so rewarding and completely disgusting all at the same time. The furminator rocks, despite its rather hefty pricetag. And to all those breeders out there claiming doodles don't shed...liars, all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end, here is a picture taken in Millcreek Canyon, just as the sun was setting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQCjG5wP_AI/AAAAAAAABDY/pZAYfENP8eI/s1600-h/Millcreek+Shadows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260383703746477058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQCjG5wP_AI/AAAAAAAABDY/pZAYfENP8eI/s400/Millcreek+Shadows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-6159819508022065159?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/6159819508022065159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=6159819508022065159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6159819508022065159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6159819508022065159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/redemption.html' title='Redemption'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SQCjj_aKKdI/AAAAAAAABDg/n9QY2Ib0ov0/s72-c/Fall+Green+Leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-611803186531100355</id><published>2008-10-22T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:59:44.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Millcreek Canyon</title><content type='html'>The weather in Utah right now is awesome. Fall brings the most beautiful colors and I finally get a chance to wear all of those fleece jackets I own. Yesterday, after work, Garrett and I took the dogs up Millcreek Canyon (about 5 minutes from our house) for a hike. The weather was perfect for the little Munchie, he ran full blast the entire time and not once did he fall over on the ground gasping for air. Munch runs fast, always about 50 feet ahead of us, annoyed when we yell at him to come back or wait.  Munch has 3 distinct gears...stop, slow run and turbo.  Mogs just trots along right in front of us, not wanting to get too far away.  He only has one gear...poodle trot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9ZzeJDQrI/AAAAAAAABDE/WXnKB1QQts8/s1600-h/10-21-08+Where"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260021630591255218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9ZzeJDQrI/AAAAAAAABDE/WXnKB1QQts8/s400/10-21-08+Where%27s+Munchie+piknic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9Zt_NE2DI/AAAAAAAABC8/W2L8ZgZvoIo/s1600-h/10-21-08+Mogley+from+Rear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260021536387291186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9Zt_NE2DI/AAAAAAAABC8/W2L8ZgZvoIo/s400/10-21-08+Mogley+from+Rear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9ZVWNJivI/AAAAAAAABC0/yYs4OmcHKQE/s1600-h/10-21-08+colorful+mogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260021113064884978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9ZVWNJivI/AAAAAAAABC0/yYs4OmcHKQE/s400/10-21-08+colorful+mogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9YcRwRezI/AAAAAAAABCs/pNf1CF3qla0/s1600-h/10-21-08+munchie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260020132617485106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9YcRwRezI/AAAAAAAABCs/pNf1CF3qla0/s400/10-21-08+munchie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9X25fCGVI/AAAAAAAABCk/uHkYBL-Mhoo/s1600-h/10-21-08+Mr+Mogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260019490447563090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9X25fCGVI/AAAAAAAABCk/uHkYBL-Mhoo/s400/10-21-08+Mr+Mogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9XlwyFr8I/AAAAAAAABCc/R8RVvUIL0h4/s1600-h/10-21-08+Brothers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260019196053794754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9XlwyFr8I/AAAAAAAABCc/R8RVvUIL0h4/s400/10-21-08+Brothers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9XVOdumCI/AAAAAAAABCU/QrhkOsoTt10/s1600-h/10-21-08+Fall+Leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260018911963682850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9XVOdumCI/AAAAAAAABCU/QrhkOsoTt10/s400/10-21-08+Fall+Leaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9W-zs33VI/AAAAAAAABCM/u5fADvhqGxQ/s1600-h/10-21-08+Millcreek+Canyon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260018526822325586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9W-zs33VI/AAAAAAAABCM/u5fADvhqGxQ/s400/10-21-08+Millcreek+Canyon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-611803186531100355?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/611803186531100355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=611803186531100355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/611803186531100355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/611803186531100355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/millcreek-canyon.html' title='Millcreek Canyon'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SP9ZzeJDQrI/AAAAAAAABDE/WXnKB1QQts8/s72-c/10-21-08+Where%27s+Munchie+piknic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-918262070625913552</id><published>2008-10-20T07:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T08:06:50.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPyebNGqmRI/AAAAAAAABCE/UHEfJbWcezs/s1600-h/Stuff+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259252655073171730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPyebNGqmRI/AAAAAAAABCE/UHEfJbWcezs/s400/Stuff+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a very productive weekend, I must say. The house has never looked so clean, and not just visually clean, but really clean. My husband was such a trooper, helping with everything. And not that he shouldn't be helping, I mean, 1/2 the mess is his but he didn't complain once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We cleaned cabinets and shelves and drawers and closets and everywhere else in between. It was spring cleaning in October. The back of my car is filled with donations, we have several items on ebay and I finally have sold my wedding dress...tear. I'm sad to see it go, but it will serve a better purpose being worn rather than hanging on my closet door. Doesn't this sound fun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did manage to do a couple fun things. Friday we went up to Park City to hang out and eat with Garrett's parents. Saturday morning, bright and early, Garrett and I headed over to the Black Diamond ski swap. For those who have never been, its basically a flea market for outdoor gear. We each picked up a new pair of Black Diamond gloves (we absolutely don't need new gloves, but couldn't turn them down for $5 a pair). Garrett bought a new bike saddle, yeah like we don't have enough of those, but that too, was too good a deal to pass up. Sunday morning we ran errands, rode our mountain bikes, and had dinner with Garrett's parents at Desert Edge, and a good meal was had by all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know everyone is totally jealous. Garrett and I are soooo FUN these days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-918262070625913552?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/918262070625913552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=918262070625913552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/918262070625913552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/918262070625913552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/cleaning-time.html' title='Cleaning Time'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPyebNGqmRI/AAAAAAAABCE/UHEfJbWcezs/s72-c/Stuff+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-6225260201112141726</id><published>2008-10-16T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T07:40:21.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made my Day</title><content type='html'>This is a conversation that Garrett and I have ALL the time when he gets in my car:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garrett:  Brittany you are going to run out of gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  No I'm not, the gas thingy says 14 more miles and in the owner's manual it says that even when the gas thingy says 0, you still have 2 more gallons of gas.  So even though it says 14 miles, its practially full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garrett:  You shouldn't let it get this low, its not good for the car.  You better not run this thing out of gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Don't worry.  I never have.  I'm on top of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the conversation I had this morning when my husband called me not long after he left for work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Hello, what did you forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garrett:  Nothing.  Guess what?  I was almost to the gas station and I ran out of gas...so my truck is stalled in the road.  (I hear honking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Wait, what?  Do you mean to tell me that the gas nazi himself ran his truck out of gas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garrett:  shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Just checking.  I just wanted to hear it again.  Wait, where's Mogley?  Did you drop him off at Daycare already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garrett:  No, he's in the truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  I'm embarrased for him.  Poor little dude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-6225260201112141726?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/6225260201112141726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=6225260201112141726' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6225260201112141726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6225260201112141726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/made-my-day.html' title='Made my Day'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3972640143046956053</id><published>2008-10-14T15:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T07:18:13.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandblown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPdM7RM2ZZI/AAAAAAAABB4/8bAdeap7YXs/s1600-h/Me+and+Garrett+in+the+Dust+storm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257755671091635602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPdM7RM2ZZI/AAAAAAAABB4/8bAdeap7YXs/s400/Me+and+Garrett+in+the+Dust+storm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPdMv__7bVI/AAAAAAAABBw/yczYZWSNVtk/s1600-h/The+Desert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257755477495475538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPdMv__7bVI/AAAAAAAABBw/yczYZWSNVtk/s400/The+Desert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPdMg0ycMpI/AAAAAAAABBo/mCQek3LU8VU/s1600-h/Garrett+and+Joe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257755216788075154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPdMg0ycMpI/AAAAAAAABBo/mCQek3LU8VU/s400/Garrett+and+Joe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPdMWWNa13I/AAAAAAAABBg/LFkhebUDNF0/s1600-h/Camp+site.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257755036781041522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPdMWWNa13I/AAAAAAAABBg/LFkhebUDNF0/s400/Camp+site.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPdME5gQmOI/AAAAAAAABBY/s3fWRN5ehyo/s1600-h/Bike+in+the+sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257754737017657570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPdME5gQmOI/AAAAAAAABBY/s3fWRN5ehyo/s400/Bike+in+the+sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPdL3EcaFdI/AAAAAAAABBQ/PSFv9Uf4KmE/s1600-h/Another+view+of+the+hills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257754499436123602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPdL3EcaFdI/AAAAAAAABBQ/PSFv9Uf4KmE/s400/Another+view+of+the+hills.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past weekend, Garrett and I raced in the 24 Hours of Moab mountain bike race. This is our final and toughest race of the year, one we always look forward to. It's kinda the Disneyland of cycling for us. Moab is such a beautiful place, but one thing I've learned, the weather is either awesome or miserable. There is no in between. This year was WIND. As you could imagine, wind and sand are an awful combination. There was sand in our tent, our food, our ears, our mouths, our eyes, our car...pretty much everywhere. There were several instances where I was sure our tent was going to be launched across the desert, but it managed to stay put.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Race: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I raced 3rd on a team of 5...Garrett raced 5th. The race went well, we all got 3 laps in for a total team mileage of 225 miles in 24 hours. Not too bad. I really do like this race. It's just really hard to think that when you're having to wake up at 3 in the morning to go out on your mountain bike for a 15 mile lap. And its not just an easy, mindless pedaling type lap...it's technical and sandy and requires your attention at all times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, its officially over. This really marks the end of mountain bike season for us. I've got snow on my mind and am more than ready to break out my skis. Till next year Moab, it was fun. That's why I waited a couple days to post this, I wanted to put that last part. Had I posted right after the race, it may have been more like Fu#% this Sh*%, I'm never putting myself through that again. 24 Hours of Moab blows, literally.&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/3790627309478714685-3972640143046956053?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3972640143046956053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3972640143046956053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3972640143046956053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3972640143046956053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/sandblown.html' title='Sandblown'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPdM7RM2ZZI/AAAAAAAABB4/8bAdeap7YXs/s72-c/Me+and+Garrett+in+the+Dust+storm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-9048370429649000163</id><published>2008-10-14T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:10:17.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPTSCbWbAFI/AAAAAAAABBI/aBrbKA0YkjM/s1600-h/Alicia+close+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257057604191584338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPTSCbWbAFI/AAAAAAAABBI/aBrbKA0YkjM/s400/Alicia+close+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPTR-C2ohdI/AAAAAAAABBA/lJ2wRd0mxmQ/s1600-h/Alicia+Profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257057528896325074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPTR-C2ohdI/AAAAAAAABBA/lJ2wRd0mxmQ/s400/Alicia+Profile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPTR1tmHKFI/AAAAAAAABAw/SYHBtjABj1o/s1600-h/Alicia+up+close+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257057385750931538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPTR1tmHKFI/AAAAAAAABAw/SYHBtjABj1o/s400/Alicia+up+close+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been playing around with some photos I took of my niece Alicia at her soccer game and I am now thinking of stealing her for a photoshoot.  For some reason, I am all about the up close, in your face shots.  They really say alot about the person.  Isn't she the cutest?&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/3790627309478714685-9048370429649000163?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/9048370429649000163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=9048370429649000163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/9048370429649000163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/9048370429649000163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPTSCbWbAFI/AAAAAAAABBI/aBrbKA0YkjM/s72-c/Alicia+close+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-1745819828226374415</id><published>2008-10-13T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:54:31.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Moab</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPPDjBKnJiI/AAAAAAAABAo/RHl1hZynF7E/s1600-h/Moab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256760196447282722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPPDjBKnJiI/AAAAAAAABAo/RHl1hZynF7E/s400/Moab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPPBo03M7RI/AAAAAAAABAg/EfaVapPj9ho/s1600-h/Welcome+to+Moab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256758097200606482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPPBo03M7RI/AAAAAAAABAg/EfaVapPj9ho/s400/Welcome+to+Moab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No matter how many times I have been to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt;, the scenery is always just as breathtaking as the last. The wind was torrential, the sand was everywhere, I didn't get to shower for 3 days, I didn't sleep for 2 nights and I had to wear a five year old's ski goggles, but man, it sure is pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-1745819828226374415?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/1745819828226374415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=1745819828226374415' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/1745819828226374415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/1745819828226374415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/welcome-to-moab.html' title='Welcome to Moab'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPPDjBKnJiI/AAAAAAAABAo/RHl1hZynF7E/s72-c/Moab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3476127550896183332</id><published>2008-10-13T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:04:08.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Us</title><content type='html'>I'm always posting pictures of my pups, so just to mix it up a bit, here's a pic of the husband and me.  I know we're not as cute as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mogley&lt;/span&gt; and Munch, but our mom's read this blog and they will appreciate a decent picture of us that does not involve spandex, helmets and tires. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPNwC2HMtcI/AAAAAAAABAY/NofNLWpnl1o/s1600-h/Me+And+Garrett+Full+Shot+Soccer+Game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256668384259257794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPNwC2HMtcI/AAAAAAAABAY/NofNLWpnl1o/s400/Me+And+Garrett+Full+Shot+Soccer+Game.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/3790627309478714685-3476127550896183332?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3476127550896183332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3476127550896183332' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3476127550896183332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3476127550896183332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/us.html' title='Us'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SPNwC2HMtcI/AAAAAAAABAY/NofNLWpnl1o/s72-c/Me+And+Garrett+Full+Shot+Soccer+Game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-8753859270310640897</id><published>2008-10-09T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T10:15:59.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SO466ZUzYII/AAAAAAAABAQ/NnTUPMgyo-M/s1600-h/Munch+Profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255202590092910722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SO466ZUzYII/AAAAAAAABAQ/NnTUPMgyo-M/s400/Munch+Profile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I'm sure everyone knows all too well, our economy has gone to crap.  Gas prices are off the charts and it seems that even going to the grocery store these days will break the bank in no time.  We're not getting adequate raises but we are expected to pay more for EVERYTHING.  Lovely how that works.  In an effort to keep my family afloat, I have informed Munch he is going to have to start pulling his weight.  I mean, one should not have the luxury of expensive cheese and unlimited dog biscuits and expect to do nothing for it.  I have proposed modeling or acting, an easy way to make a quick buck if you ask me.  We did his profile shot and I think it turned out quite nice.  We're on our way, I just know it.&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/3790627309478714685-8753859270310640897?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/8753859270310640897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=8753859270310640897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8753859270310640897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8753859270310640897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/work-it.html' title='Work It'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SO466ZUzYII/AAAAAAAABAQ/NnTUPMgyo-M/s72-c/Munch+Profile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-865880723204037023</id><published>2008-10-08T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T10:10:59.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh he cares</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOzpDJHXM_I/AAAAAAAABAI/BAwTnb_cVUY/s1600-h/Oh+he+cares.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254831105430205426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOzpDJHXM_I/AAAAAAAABAI/BAwTnb_cVUY/s400/Oh+he+cares.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Munch laying within "striking" distance of Mogley's new prized possession.  Notice the size of the ball and notice of the size of Munch's mouth.  It is almost impossible for him to even pick that thing up so he usually just pushes it around with his nose.  He's trying to act like he doesn't care about that big red ball, but Oh, he cares.  He doesn't fool me.&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/3790627309478714685-865880723204037023?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/865880723204037023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=865880723204037023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/865880723204037023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/865880723204037023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-he-cares.html' title='Oh he cares'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOzpDJHXM_I/AAAAAAAABAI/BAwTnb_cVUY/s72-c/Oh+he+cares.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-7069515016681188118</id><published>2008-10-07T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:39:37.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOuQBHOTOhI/AAAAAAAABAA/QLTPBtWYEeU/s1600-h/Rainbows+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254451739051112978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOuQBHOTOhI/AAAAAAAABAA/QLTPBtWYEeU/s400/Rainbows+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See this red ball...we didn't buy it.  Nope, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mogley&lt;/span&gt; has taken after his brother, become quite the toy thief.  This particular ball belongs to our neighbors and was sitting on the other side of our back fence.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mogs&lt;/span&gt; managed to dig a little trench, just big enough to get the ball through.  While I generally don't condone stealing, I figured it would be pretty rotten of me to throw it back over the fence...you know, after he worked so hard to steal it and all.&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/3790627309478714685-7069515016681188118?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/7069515016681188118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=7069515016681188118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7069515016681188118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7069515016681188118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/red-ball.html' title='Red Ball'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOuQBHOTOhI/AAAAAAAABAA/QLTPBtWYEeU/s72-c/Rainbows+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3494469294285728191</id><published>2008-10-06T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:32:39.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Storms</title><content type='html'>I had such a great weekend. Sure it got cold. Sure it rained the entire weekend. BUT I HAVE A HOT TUB! A HOT, WORKING, BEAUTIFUL $300 HOTTUB. As you can imagine, I spent most of my weekend lounging in that baby. I realize it's a novelty thing and the awesomeness will likely wear off, but right now I can't get enough. Friday was the big day...just a little bit more wiring needed to be done and chemicals needed to be bought. Garrett flipped the breaker and WA-LA!  He has officially fulfilled my hottub wish and managed to score some major points.  Maybe I'll stop harassing him about the kitchen floor...ummm, maybe not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was a great weekend for a new hottub, rainy and cold.  Garrett and I (me definitely more) spent a good majority of the weekend in that thing.  We're bound and determined to get our money's worth and we're loving it so much we're wondering why it took us so long to get one in the first place...except then we remember we're broke now and know exactly why it took us so long to get one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-3494469294285728191?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3494469294285728191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3494469294285728191' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3494469294285728191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3494469294285728191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekend-storms.html' title='Weekend Storms'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-5786615014019338802</id><published>2008-10-03T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T07:31:11.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update: Still no Hottub</title><content type='html'>Who knew that getting a hottub up and running took so long?  For whatever reason, I thought you just brought one home, plugged it in and away you go, soaking all your troubles away.  Not the case.  Not the case at all.  Garrett is telling me maybe today so I'm taking that as definitely today because you don't just tell someone who has been waiting for a hottub for 3 years "maybe today."  Unless you are sure its today, that would be just plain mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to &lt;a href="http://www.brewvies.com/"&gt;Brewvies&lt;/a&gt;.  While we have talked about going there many times, we just never have.  Maybe its because Garrett has absolutely no interest in doing something fun.  Nah, it couldn't be that.  Anyway, it was pretty cool.  They have really decent beer specials during the week and the food was surprisingly good.  We went to watch Powderwhore, a benefit movie for the Utah Avalanche Center.  You know the kind of movie...loud music and crazy ski bums.  All in all, it was a fun night...we missed you Robin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the dog days of summer are now officially over.  Tomorrow its supposed to snow in the mountains and just be freakin cold down here in the valley.  While I'm looking forward to ski season, I would like to enjoy a pleasant fall, with nice weather, pretty colors, etc.  since we were completely robbed of spring.  Our spring consisted of snow, cold and me having horrible thoughts about the local weather man.  I realize our unfortunate weather is not his fault, but somehow it makes me feel better to blame someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOYoFc8iYII/AAAAAAAAA_4/EPxLCz1UQ8g/s1600-h/The+Boys+BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252930089508823170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOYoFc8iYII/AAAAAAAAA_4/EPxLCz1UQ8g/s400/The+Boys+BW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-5786615014019338802?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/5786615014019338802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=5786615014019338802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5786615014019338802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/5786615014019338802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/10/update-still-no-hottub.html' title='Update: Still no Hottub'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOYoFc8iYII/AAAAAAAAA_4/EPxLCz1UQ8g/s72-c/The+Boys+BW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3724740737006845782</id><published>2008-09-30T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T08:15:07.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Boy and his Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOKdlm3ZaEI/AAAAAAAAA_w/QHpKOT4FouA/s1600-h/Rainbows+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251933384881039426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOKdlm3ZaEI/AAAAAAAAA_w/QHpKOT4FouA/s400/Rainbows+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;My new source of entertainment:  Garrett throws toys out of the yard, and Mogley brings them back into the yard...almost before they hit the pavement.  Its frustrating for Garrett, trying to keep the grass alive and all but downright hilarious for me.  What can I say, I'm easily amused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-3724740737006845782?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3724740737006845782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3724740737006845782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3724740737006845782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3724740737006845782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/09/boy-and-his-toy.html' title='A Boy and his Toy'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOKdlm3ZaEI/AAAAAAAAA_w/QHpKOT4FouA/s72-c/Rainbows+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3819885849728752097</id><published>2008-09-30T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T09:17:35.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOJP4e4cb4I/AAAAAAAAA_o/UVtHC-VgcTE/s1600-h/Rainbows+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251847947248496514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOJP4e4cb4I/AAAAAAAAA_o/UVtHC-VgcTE/s400/Rainbows+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Munch is totally loving his new backyard...so much so that's its getting him into trouble.  Garrett doesn't want the dogs racing around the yard until the grass has a chance to attach and Munch is pretty sure that our yard is the doggie version of Nascar so as you can imagine, we have problems.  &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/3790627309478714685-3819885849728752097?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3819885849728752097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3819885849728752097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3819885849728752097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3819885849728752097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/09/relaxed.html' title='Relaxed'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOJP4e4cb4I/AAAAAAAAA_o/UVtHC-VgcTE/s72-c/Rainbows+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-8753822348203754851</id><published>2008-09-29T08:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T09:09:55.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief</title><content type='html'>So ever since we bought the hot tub, I have been having severe mental conflict about what I was going to do with it...how was I going to make this thing look better.  Garrett thought I should paint it but I have been skeptical.  I was thinking that re-staining it would be more appropriate but I wasn't sure that it would even look good after I was done.  You see, the people that owned it before us were not the best of handymen because rather than just shoot some nails through the wood slats, they tried glue which was a horrific idea and left the tub &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aesthetically&lt;/span&gt; scarred.  I didn't think stain would fix all the problems.  Sooo, I went with paint and I must say, I am pleasantly surprised.  I think it looks great.  I have only done one coat and it will need at least one more, but all in all, I am really happy with the way its turning out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOD7_Yo2y0I/AAAAAAAAA_g/u2P4-UioVjI/s1600-h/Hot+tub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251474231878142786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOD7_Yo2y0I/AAAAAAAAA_g/u2P4-UioVjI/s400/Hot+tub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOD7u2gByKI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/H-2DaAb2SDg/s1600-h/Rainbows+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251473947836401826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOD7u2gByKI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/H-2DaAb2SDg/s400/Rainbows+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOD7agjXblI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/enoYCHYI3HM/s1600-h/Hot+tub.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-8753822348203754851?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/8753822348203754851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=8753822348203754851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8753822348203754851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8753822348203754851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/09/relief.html' title='Relief'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SOD7_Yo2y0I/AAAAAAAAA_g/u2P4-UioVjI/s72-c/Hot+tub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3601488873781670751</id><published>2008-09-29T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T08:31:32.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, a Yard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SODmw7V72uI/AAAAAAAAA_I/BrjCONfqe5E/s1600-h/Rainbows+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251450893751802594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SODmw7V72uI/AAAAAAAAA_I/BrjCONfqe5E/s400/Rainbows+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SODmfptnPAI/AAAAAAAAA_A/1KEvLhwqyzQ/s1600-h/Rainbows+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251450596961500162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SODmfptnPAI/AAAAAAAAA_A/1KEvLhwqyzQ/s400/Rainbows+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Thank you jesus, we have a yard.  The green grass looks so much better than the dirt, go figure.  The dogs love it because its new and soft.  I love it because its pretty and the dogs don't get filthy every time they go outside.  Garrett loves it because he doesn't have to hear me complain that the dogs are filthy AGAIN and if I have to clean up one more giant dog print off the kitchen floor there will likely be a doodle up for adoption...oh yeah, he likes it cause its pretty too.&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/3790627309478714685-3601488873781670751?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3601488873781670751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3601488873781670751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3601488873781670751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3601488873781670751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-yard.html' title='Finally, a Yard'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SODmw7V72uI/AAAAAAAAA_I/BrjCONfqe5E/s72-c/Rainbows+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-8524385053536531367</id><published>2008-09-26T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T09:03:45.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrayal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SN0G3Gr9H7I/AAAAAAAAA-4/vPcgZk4tIlo/s1600-h/the+mogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250360284341411762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SN0G3Gr9H7I/AAAAAAAAA-4/vPcgZk4tIlo/s400/the+mogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...And this would be Mogs, right after he learned of Munch's plot to sell him on Ebay.  Mogley has such a good heart, really he does.  He loves that little french jerk more than anything else in this world.  Mogley would totally give Munch a kidney if he had to and the only thing Munch would ever give him is a shove into oncoming traffic or perhaps a ride to the pound.&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/3790627309478714685-8524385053536531367?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/8524385053536531367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=8524385053536531367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8524385053536531367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8524385053536531367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/09/betrayal.html' title='Betrayal'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SN0G3Gr9H7I/AAAAAAAAA-4/vPcgZk4tIlo/s72-c/the+mogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-8580549775038146025</id><published>2008-09-26T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T06:40:53.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Budgets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNzkmxqgbBI/AAAAAAAAA-w/s_nbhb8VMc0/s1600-h/Munch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250322620424940562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNzkmxqgbBI/AAAAAAAAA-w/s_nbhb8VMc0/s400/Munch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the look of a very concerned Munch. This picture was taken right after I told him his father was spending all of our hard earned money on the yard, YEAH THE ONE THAT CONSISTS OF DIRT, and we were going to have to cut back somewhere and the cutbacks were likely to affect him and he may be having to switch from Eukanuba to Ol' Roy. I just wanted to let him know. He then suggested we sell the Doodle on Ebay for some extra cash. Such a thrifty little guy.&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/3790627309478714685-8580549775038146025?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/8580549775038146025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=8580549775038146025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8580549775038146025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/8580549775038146025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-look-of-very-concerned-munch.html' title='Budgets'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNzkmxqgbBI/AAAAAAAAA-w/s_nbhb8VMc0/s72-c/Munch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-3776861588420808952</id><published>2008-09-22T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T13:48:05.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNgCOq8srLI/AAAAAAAAA-o/wq3GLLIXDyE/s1600-h/Rainbows+001modified.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248947816770612402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNgCOq8srLI/AAAAAAAAA-o/wq3GLLIXDyE/s400/Rainbows+001modified.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Garrett and I spent our entire weekend putting in a new sprinkler system.  The fun times just seem to never end in the Kener house.  I was hoping to sip cocktails in the hottub while Garrett worked on the sprinklers but my plan failed.  Garrett said filling the hottub would likely cause a crack in the concrete so instead of handing me a cocktail, he gave me gloves...and a shovel.  I was duped.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, on one of our MANY MANY trips to that horrible place they call Home Depot, I was able to catch a glimpse of this fabulous rainbow...you don't see too many of those around here.  It was really pretty awesome outside and for a second, it took my mind off of freaking out about the fact that I actually know what a 1 inch to 3/4 inch reducer is AND I KNOW WHICH BOX AT HOME DEPOT TO FIND THEM IN.  My life is now officially LAME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-3776861588420808952?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/3776861588420808952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=3776861588420808952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3776861588420808952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/3776861588420808952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/09/rainbows.html' title='Rainbows'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNgCOq8srLI/AAAAAAAAA-o/wq3GLLIXDyE/s72-c/Rainbows+001modified.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-7796025604041293332</id><published>2008-09-18T06:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:22:18.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNJikLuT0XI/AAAAAAAAA-g/vjsY2cMexDE/s1600-h/Our+Hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247364889601888626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNJikLuT0XI/AAAAAAAAA-g/vjsY2cMexDE/s400/Our+Hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me:  Are they ready for us? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garrett:  Don't you mean ready for the dogs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  No us.  I want us to stamp our hands too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garrett:  Do we have to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Why are you embarrased because those men outside doing the concrete will think you're totally lame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garrett:  Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Haha.  Yes you have to or I'm not writing a check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garrett:  Well I could get a new checkbook and write one myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Fine, I'm telling everyone that you sing the "My Buddy" song (you know the one...My Buddy, My Buddy, Where ever I go, you're gonna go...My Buddy, My Buddy, My Buddy and Me" only you sing it to Munch and replace the word "Buddy" with "Munchie."  Now we'll see who thinks you're totally lame...EVERYONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garrett:  I'll go see if they're ready for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-7796025604041293332?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/7796025604041293332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=7796025604041293332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7796025604041293332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/7796025604041293332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-family.html' title='My Family'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNJikLuT0XI/AAAAAAAAA-g/vjsY2cMexDE/s72-c/Our+Hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-1637391128784476776</id><published>2008-09-18T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:14:44.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNJc9JnINnI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/75kfruUunaE/s1600-h/New+Concrete+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247358721461859954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNJc9JnINnI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/75kfruUunaE/s400/New+Concrete+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNJczVtXJDI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/XU8fhlPNAKY/s1600-h/New+Concrete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247358552910537778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNJczVtXJDI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/XU8fhlPNAKY/s400/New+Concrete.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TaDa!  Here it is.  I think it turned out great, even better than expected.  We have to wait a couple days before we can drop a hot tub on it, so I'll just try to enjoy it as is...which is somewhat difficult.  For me, it's kinda like visiting the Grand Canyon.  Yep there it is, awesome, now lets do something else...hottub anyone?&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/3790627309478714685-1637391128784476776?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/1637391128784476776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=1637391128784476776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/1637391128784476776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/1637391128784476776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/09/after.html' title='After'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNJc9JnINnI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/75kfruUunaE/s72-c/New+Concrete+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3790627309478714685.post-6231101280275839480</id><published>2008-09-17T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:24:29.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNERgSHJtMI/AAAAAAAAA-I/-DCTcXkdbAw/s1600-h/No+Concrete2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994287178659010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNERgSHJtMI/AAAAAAAAA-I/-DCTcXkdbAw/s400/No+Concrete2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNERYAqcGfI/AAAAAAAAA-A/-nh4PtFIJwE/s1600-h/No+Concrete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994145055873522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNERYAqcGfI/AAAAAAAAA-A/-nh4PtFIJwE/s400/No+Concrete.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the quest to see exactly how much money 2 people can spend in one month, we are having a really large patio put in today.   Here is the before picture...pretty pathetic isn't it?  I'll post some "after" pictures tomorrow, complete with Munch and Mogley's paw prints.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3790627309478714685-6231101280275839480?l=brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/feeds/6231101280275839480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3790627309478714685&amp;postID=6231101280275839480' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6231101280275839480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3790627309478714685/posts/default/6231101280275839480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyvsutah.blogspot.com/2008/09/before.html' title='Before'/><author><name>Britt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07899836246123455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3iNUs5LzhE/TqcpJrT3cRI/AAAAAAAABtY/7D8bpNqhbfc/s220/momandbee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1OcohXGqH0/SNERgSHJtMI/AAAAAAAAA-I/-DCTcXkdbAw/s72-c/No+Concrete2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
