<?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-5211994358076625262</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:14:27.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cazier's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-3791040012224176185</id><published>2011-04-07T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T19:11:39.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work work work work work</title><content type='html'>So I remember not too long ago where I was complaining about Levi not having a job, that things were expensive, yadda yadda yadda. I don't think that complaint was online, but it was in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those complaints have disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi now has three jobs: research assistant with a professor at the U, research assistant for a family law attorney for his new book, and carpet repair man extraordinaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, on the other hand, have two jobs: administrative assistant at the Work Activity Center, and waitress at Cracker Barrel in West Valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we don't see each other very often. No, we still don't have any money. How does that work? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_R-Ki6J1ws/TZ5uacoj5YI/AAAAAAAAATA/45t44gA741w/s1600/COH-red.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 78px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_R-Ki6J1ws/TZ5uacoj5YI/AAAAAAAAATA/45t44gA741w/s320/COH-red.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593029187882706306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: I have been accepted into the graduate program at the University of Utah in Speech-Language Pathology. I have applied for a job there. No, I won't have three jobs. Sadly I cannot keep my current job at WAC and still do grad school. We'll see how this all goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this weather making anyone else nuts? Don't get me wrong, I love snow. However, Levi and I are trying to get our yard put together, and it is IMPOSSIBLE to plant grass and edge flower beds when the dirt is floating towards the street and/or is completely frozen. Know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katelyn graduates in two weeks. It's insane. How old am I again? Oh, yeah. OLD. I had three people at Cracker Barrel comment about how old I am. Seriously? SERIOUSLY?! 24 (nearly 25) is not that old. And besides...I've accomplished a lot in my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, you whipper snappers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-3791040012224176185?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/3791040012224176185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=3791040012224176185' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/3791040012224176185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/3791040012224176185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2011/04/work-work-work-work-work.html' title='Work work work work work'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_R-Ki6J1ws/TZ5uacoj5YI/AAAAAAAAATA/45t44gA741w/s72-c/COH-red.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-6909303520883103900</id><published>2011-01-09T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T18:29:53.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter</title><content type='html'>Yeah, yeah Jael. I suck and so I am now posting something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is, I had planned on posting tonight ANYWAY, so HA! What's embarrassing though is that I refuse to change my background, even though this post is titled winter. Why? Because the next time I post I would just have to change it again, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi and I do not really get out and do a lot of things. We changed that this Christmas break. We even left the state to do said things. Oh yeah. Hard core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents decided they wanted to go snowmobiling in West Yellowstone, and we heartily signed on. I've been waiting for Katelyn to get me these pictures so I can show you how awesome of a trip it was. Behold:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSprFhryQHI/AAAAAAAAASM/-dVMd4P4YKk/s1600/lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSprFhryQHI/AAAAAAAAASM/-dVMd4P4YKk/s320/lunch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560374432627834994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the lodge where we ate lunch two days in a row. It is only accessible by snowmobile. FABULOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSprFCaAZuI/AAAAAAAAASE/VxQHOYkqFAA/s1600/meanddood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSprFCaAZuI/AAAAAAAAASE/VxQHOYkqFAA/s320/meanddood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560374424231765730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and dood. No, really, that's me. Stop laughing. I'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSprE6KDp-I/AAAAAAAAAR8/DAEPml5WZfo/s1600/momanddad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSprE6KDp-I/AAAAAAAAAR8/DAEPml5WZfo/s320/momanddad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560374422017386466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that's my mom and dad. No, it's not me again, silly. Like mother like daughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpq2F15cBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/wWY48JSGWLs/s1600/scaryme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpq2F15cBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/wWY48JSGWLs/s320/scaryme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560374167456018450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me, with growly teeth. I was showing Katelyn how I could scare off any bears we run into. For some reason she thought it was hilarious. I don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpq17izflI/AAAAAAAAARs/7VBP9p7nvBc/s1600/snowmobiling10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpq17izflI/AAAAAAAAARs/7VBP9p7nvBc/s320/snowmobiling10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560374164691582546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the places we snowmobiled to. This water stays fairly warm year round, thus the ducks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpq1wruLwI/AAAAAAAAARk/hdmpapwgKwc/s1600/snowmobiling9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpq1wruLwI/AAAAAAAAARk/hdmpapwgKwc/s320/snowmobiling9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560374161776193282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This, my friends, is a lot of snow. We figured that we were machining on anywhere between 8 and 10 feet. And then we got 2 more feet while we were there. Poor snowmachines, all cold and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpq1hIrYoI/AAAAAAAAARc/JzGE0KuAj6Q/s1600/snowmobiling8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpq1hIrYoI/AAAAAAAAARc/JzGE0KuAj6Q/s320/snowmobiling8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560374157602677378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of the trails. It was absolutely breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpq1f8qVGI/AAAAAAAAARU/PMDa4MnbsPg/s1600/snowmobiling7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpq1f8qVGI/AAAAAAAAARU/PMDa4MnbsPg/s320/snowmobiling7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560374157283841122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The trail went along the edge of the water for quite a ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpqmkqOmmI/AAAAAAAAARM/sgZb9HENu6U/s1600/snowmobiling6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpqmkqOmmI/AAAAAAAAARM/sgZb9HENu6U/s320/snowmobiling6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560373900850666082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here we have a little otter/muskrat, playing in the "warm" water. The ducks hated him. I think its because he was cuter than they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpqmV_uleI/AAAAAAAAARE/G4xeO5oovFQ/s1600/snowmobiling5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpqmV_uleI/AAAAAAAAARE/G4xeO5oovFQ/s320/snowmobiling5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560373896914310626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More gorgeousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpqlg2VXSI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/8pmEgFNFwW4/s1600/snowmobiling4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpqlg2VXSI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/8pmEgFNFwW4/s320/snowmobiling4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560373882647829794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking a quick inventory of toes, fingers, noses, etc. The snowmobiles had hand, feet and butt warmers, but it was still below zero, and I am a wuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpqlV32hxI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/vt0oV-xgFsc/s1600/snowmobiling3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpqlV32hxI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/vt0oV-xgFsc/s320/snowmobiling3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560373879701407506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Jack. This kid is a trooper. Jace would ask him how he was, and he would say, go dad go! He even managed to fall asleep between Katelyn and Candice at one point, and slept the whole way back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpqlcwtzsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/tbwpALjfQzs/s1600/snowmobiling2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpqlcwtzsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/tbwpALjfQzs/s320/snowmobiling2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560373881550524098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to decide how tough we were...and how long we could hold off on peeing because holy crap there was no WAY we were stripping down out there. Like I said, bitter butt cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpqT1OCXWI/AAAAAAAAAQk/qYSyr5PDxnw/s1600/snowmobiling1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpqT1OCXWI/AAAAAAAAAQk/qYSyr5PDxnw/s320/snowmobiling1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560373578878311778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Levi and I conversing. We are so CUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSprF7WL5UI/AAAAAAAAASU/NYQWsfJBBxI/s1600/levi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSprF7WL5UI/AAAAAAAAASU/NYQWsfJBBxI/s320/levi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560374439516562754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And one of dood. I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I ended up with frostbite. Not kidding. On my big toe on my left foot. I'd take a picture, but its gross. My mother was not impressed with a purple-reddish toe. I should probably go to the doctor, and I will if it doesnt improve, but eh. Who needs toes anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for your enjoyment, I am posting our annual Christmas eve pj picture, and a picture of mine and Candice's gingerbread house. Levi couldnt make it this year because finals are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpt99nT4NI/AAAAAAAAASk/9BiycbWg_zM/s1600/gingerbread2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpt99nT4NI/AAAAAAAAASk/9BiycbWg_zM/s320/gingerbread2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560377601221189842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpuma2RkMI/AAAAAAAAASs/Q_8bdjHOLCY/s1600/pjs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSpuma2RkMI/AAAAAAAAASs/Q_8bdjHOLCY/s320/pjs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560378296263348418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that, my friends, was winter for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOO, and something else---Levi is more than halfway through law school, I should hear back from the U any day now to see if I get to spend more money at their school in the Comm. Science graduate department, and we bought new windows for the house. We will soon be finishing a room in the basement, and possibly a bathroom. One day I will have a new washer and dryer, and maybe a dishwasher. One day....&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/5211994358076625262-6909303520883103900?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/6909303520883103900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=6909303520883103900' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/6909303520883103900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/6909303520883103900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter.html' title='Winter'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/TSprFhryQHI/AAAAAAAAASM/-dVMd4P4YKk/s72-c/lunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-3120880872931871779</id><published>2010-05-22T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T18:51:14.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>What stinks is Levi doesn't have a job yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's good is it has given him time to chill from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's also good is he has been helping around the house, which rocks my socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's good is its getting warmer (albeit sometimes colder) but the warm means I get to wear capris to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's bad is my school loans are coming due next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's good is I am going to be taking a six-week belly dancing course, possibly with another law school wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's good is our garden is already popping up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's bad is we can't afford to plant any trees in our yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the good comes the bad, and vice versa. I must say, I'm glad the good sticks around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another good note, our two year wedding anniversary is on the 7th. We will probably just go four-wheeling up the canyon or something. Also, I will be 24 on the 16th. I have always worked on my birthday, due to me being able to bring it up to patrons and them giving me bigger tips. This no longer works, seeing as how I have a steady paycheck. So this year, I am taking my birthday off. And there is a belly dancing class that night, so that rocks too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-3120880872931871779?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/3120880872931871779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=3120880872931871779' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/3120880872931871779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/3120880872931871779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-8557354007454389229</id><published>2010-04-06T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T20:31:50.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Levi is on the home stretch of year 1 of law school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I don't know where the year has gone. Maybe it was simply because we were doing everything all at once and the whirlwind actually forced the cosmos to rotate faster than it previously had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Or maybe I just lost track of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I graduated again this year. I know everyone knows this, but it's still weird. It is also frustrating that with 2 bachelors degrees, I'm still not helping our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;robin-sized nest egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; grow into a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;pterodactyl-sized nest egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;. Sadly, due to the IRS hating us, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;robin-sized nest egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;disappeared entirely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, putting all home renovations on hold, as well as our dream of going to the Caribbean with Paul and Jael.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;On the bright side, I'm working with an amazing population of people who never ceases to amaze me. So I guess by choosing between &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;or making a difference, I chose the better thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Still makes my ulcer throb. I'm going to go take a Tums....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-8557354007454389229?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/8557354007454389229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=8557354007454389229' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8557354007454389229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8557354007454389229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2010/04/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-3658201657724781989</id><published>2010-03-07T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T09:47:09.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Here's the deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've pretty much given up on internet. No, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit on a computer 8 hours a day, researching things for my job, typing things for my job, analyzing things for my job, creating things for my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The computer is no longer fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/S5PiL3idSmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UJQN4GCuLkc/s1600-h/smash%2Bcomputer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/S5PiL3idSmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UJQN4GCuLkc/s320/smash%2Bcomputer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445945067935976034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past month, I have been on Facebook twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You can see how awesome I have been at blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't give up on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue to occasionally blog about our life. Granted, due to the fact that we have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no money&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no kids&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(you'd think that because we have no kids we would have money, but don't be fooled)&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no time&lt;/span&gt;, I just simply don't have a lot of things to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, at least nothing anyone would care to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/S5Pgn0roT6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/n2em29rg-cc/s1600-h/no-internet-news.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/S5Pgn0roT6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/n2em29rg-cc/s320/no-internet-news.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445943349182222242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that being said, Levi was adorable the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had laid down for a nap after school, and I was sitting in the family room flipping through the Ensign and watching some great show on HGTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the bed creak, and some light shuffling footsteps coming down the hall. I turned around, and Levi was rubbing his eyes, just like a little boy would. His pants were slipping off, his hair was a mess, and he looked so sweet. In his hand he held a sock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Hi, baby. What are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, very sleepily, "Um, my sock fell off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed his hand and brought him over to the couch, where he sat down and looked at me. I took the sock from him and put it back on his toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said,"That's better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't need kids when I have this cute guy around, saying these silly things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On a different note---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I would do a picture thing of us through the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I lied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt; sum up what we did each month, as I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Applied to lots of law schools&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Heard back from the U, accepting Levi into his JD program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No idea. I'm sure nothing awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Eh. April is lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Levi graduated. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Our one year anniversary. We went to Bombara's at Hotel Monaco and ate super expensive food. I could be a foodie. I really could. I love everything except melty cheese.&lt;br /&gt;-I turned 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jack turned 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We moved out of Cedar City and in with my parents, which rocked. We went boating, shopping, camping, 4 wheeling....one day I will be able to afford to do all these things.&lt;br /&gt;-Levi started LAW SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Moved in our awesome house. Having a house is nice. Fixing old things in houses can be crappy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Stupid old galvanized plumbing...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I started my job at the Work Activity Center. You can see its awesomeness &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.workactivitycenter.org/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nothing of importance, although I did help take Jack around for his first trick or treating experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Eh. Again, we aren't very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;-Levi's car got totaled. He proposed to me in that car &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(SIGH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-All the usual travel to see family, which is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Got a new car!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, folks. Nothing exciting, like I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-3658201657724781989?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/3658201657724781989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=3658201657724781989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/3658201657724781989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/3658201657724781989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2010/03/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/S5PiL3idSmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UJQN4GCuLkc/s72-c/smash%2Bcomputer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-8596134885948966801</id><published>2010-01-02T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:15:08.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Year</title><content type='html'>...was spent in Koosharem, as is tradition. The gathering was much smaller than it has been in the past, but still great. Betsty, my awesome mom-in-law, whipped up some great chinese food. We all pigged out on the fortune cookies. Levi set off a ton of bottle rockets--always entertaining. This was the 6th year that I have known Levi and the 5th time spent at his parents house, and the tradition is to watch The Scarlet Pimpernel each New Years Eve. Finally, FINALLY, I focused enough to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it that Jane Seymour still looks exactly the same?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bitter cold, had a good time, and thats that. I'm back to work on Monday, with a raise and benefits to boot, and life is good. Again, no pictures. Yeah, I know. I don't take them. Levi and I have our engagement pictures and thats about it. I'm off to make some broccoli cheddar soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back for a look back through the year (possibly with pictures!) tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-8596134885948966801?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/8596134885948966801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=8596134885948966801' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8596134885948966801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8596134885948966801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='The New Year'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-8397386384199692168</id><published>2009-12-10T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:47:35.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End...</title><content type='html'>I did it. I have officially graduated with my second bachelor's degree in Communication Sciences and Disorders from Utah State University. At this point in my life, I have taken classes from the following colleges:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SUU&lt;br /&gt;-USU&lt;br /&gt;-SNOW&lt;br /&gt;-UVSC (or UVU now, excuse me.)&lt;br /&gt;and eventually the U for my masters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say I have spread my money where it belongs. Katelyn is giving enough to Weber that I don't feel badly about missing that one. And Dixie and CEU...well come on, now. I wouldn't want to give them my money. (No offense Jacey-- I'm sure it was a lovely school!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to decide which home project to jump on first.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-8397386384199692168?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/8397386384199692168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=8397386384199692168' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8397386384199692168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8397386384199692168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/12/end.html' title='The End...'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-8884127431986928447</id><published>2009-12-02T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T20:13:12.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving was grand-- ate at my mom's, which I haven't done in two or three years, so that was lovely. No pictures, sorry. So that was the Peterson's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cazier's then came up to the Big Valley on Friday to see the homestead. Ron, Levi's dad, put up some more baseboards for us, and the house looks a bazillion times better-- so finished. Maybe I'll take a picture of that. Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us Cazier girls went to see New Moon on Saturday. I really enjoyed it. I did. I'm not embarrassed to admit it. The werewolves changed sizes, which was odd, and I still don't like who they picked to be Jacob (though his muscles were drool-worthy), and they rushed the Volturi moment too much, but for what it was, I liked it. Here is a pic of Jacob for your enjoyment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sxc5mEorzUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/OQow6owHpyI/s1600-h/Jacob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sxc5mEorzUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/OQow6owHpyI/s400/Jacob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410856803551137090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals are this week and next week for me, and then I GRADUATE. This is assuming that I manage to get in enough study time to get a decent grade on my finals. As you can see by my blogging, I'm taking my studies very seriously.....er something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi is also down to the end of his first semester at law school. Lots of late nights will be happening soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want snow. Here's the deal: I love winter. I always have. Snow is awesome, and there is never enough of it for me. One day, when we have made our millions, we will have a cabin somewhere where it snows and we can snowmobile and cuddle in front of a HUGE fireplace with hot chocolate or herbal tea and read novels. That's the goal for myself. It will be mine. Oh, yes. It will be mine (just a little Wayne's World for you people.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I hate it when people have private blogs. I say that because it limits my blog-stalking capabilities. Hali, you have added me, so you don't count in my hatred. Please support my addiction and let me stalk. You'll like it. Trust 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/5211994358076625262-8884127431986928447?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/8884127431986928447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=8884127431986928447' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8884127431986928447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8884127431986928447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/12/december.html' title='December'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sxc5mEorzUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/OQow6owHpyI/s72-c/Jacob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-1597906302658885143</id><published>2009-11-13T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T21:59:35.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>Paul and Jael wish to see more posts from Levi and I. I 'pose we can give some little updates as to what is happening in our oh-so-boring lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I live for Fridays. I love not having to go to work on Saturdays. I feel as though I can accomplish everything in two days. But alas, I cannot. I fail, and epically so. Work is good; I really can't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's a bit of lie. My receptionist no longer works at the facility, so I have been covering a lot of things I didn't know how to do. Yes, I have expanded my administrative duties to new realms, but I'm not happy about it. It's making me fall short in my ACTUAL duties, and my boss is not impressed. Misfiling our restrictions and covenants of our main facility while we are trying to get grants and bids to do some renovations is not a good thing to have happen. I have the feeling I'm going to be worrying about this for the rest of the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi's car is officially totaled. That being said, Levi talked the insurance company into giving us way more money than the car is actually worth. His writing abilities are miraculous. The company is giving us almost $3k for his once totaled car. Now, we are in the process of purchasing one of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sv4--1NXrqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rTvhfS5a58A/s1600-h/chevy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sv4--1NXrqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rTvhfS5a58A/s400/chevy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403825852047142562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 2008 Chevy Cobalt in silver. Yeah, its no coupe, but I'm getting old in Mormon years and have to start thinking of the children. Or child. Future, of course. Hopefully this car doesn't get destroyed on the vicious motorways winding through the Salt Lake Valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesse, what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, our floors have been refinished. They look marvelous. We have the mount for the tv above the fireplace. It should be looking rad before the weekend is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi and I are no longer slaves to our credit cards. The government decided to take pity on us and actually give us the $8000 home buying tax credit, which we used to pay off all debts we have acquired in the last three months &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(and let me tell you, buying a house fills up a credit card quickly!)&lt;/span&gt; Fabulous feeling, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get graduated from this second bachelor's program in December. The tests are kicking my butt. I seem to be focusing on being a great employee and an attentive wife, and neglecting my studies, but can you blame me? I mean, seriously. This is my second bachelor's degree, after all. There is only so much schooling a woman can take before she wants to throw the $500 buckaroos worth of books into the recycling bin &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(that's right, I recycle now. What of it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that same note, I am putting off grad school for one more year. It was a rough decision to make, but I feel like having a steady income and insurance for Levi and I is more important than me willy-nillying my way through yet ANOTHER educational program. No worries-- I'm still motivated to go. Having this extra time to study up on things and retake the GRE in hopes of being gifted a scholarship (which would make this whole education endeavor even MORE awesome)seems like the best plan. Some prayers came into play on this matter, and I feel this is the best decision. Not that any of you reading this really cares much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi is handling law school like a champion. Not much else to say on the subject-- it has taken over his life. Sort of. He somehow still manages to download movies &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;(like The Proposal, which I laughed my butt off over)&lt;/span&gt; and play video games AND snuggle with is wife. It's pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a slightly wierder note, I discovered my ex-boyfriends blog of art this evening. He's gotten to be pretty amazing. You Nephi people probably remember Cliff Childs. I have a piece he drew for me hanging in our office&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(ok, some may say thats a little awkward...hanging artwork from an ex bf in the office where your husband spends most of his time, but Levi appreciates nice things....don't judge me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You can ogle his art &lt;a href="http://cliffsconcepts.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Click it. You know you are curious. I've provided a tantalizing taste of whats there. Hope Cliff doesn't mind.... &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;(We haven't spoken in years, and we really didn't end on super awesome terms...unless you count that one time in St. George. Hehe..Rachael, remember?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sv5Cc1MwZRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Arw5EMBfB2k/s1600-h/temple+interior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sv5Cc1MwZRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Arw5EMBfB2k/s320/temple+interior.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403829665975526674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's about that. Oh, Miss Bacon is fascinated by small spaces and the kitchen sink. We talk about her like she's our child. I feel old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-1597906302658885143?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/1597906302658885143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=1597906302658885143' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/1597906302658885143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/1597906302658885143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/11/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sv4--1NXrqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rTvhfS5a58A/s72-c/chevy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-6243511186028946354</id><published>2009-10-12T19:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:44:50.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Bacon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/StPpU1QsmaI/AAAAAAAAAPU/TbZRpyiIUU4/s1600-h/100_0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/StPpU1QsmaI/AAAAAAAAAPU/TbZRpyiIUU4/s400/100_0970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391909722996382114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet our kitten, Miss Bacon. I pretty much love her to death, especially when she headbutts me. And yes, she sleeps like this a lot. She moves from my lap to Levi's when we are sitting at our desks.&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/5211994358076625262-6243511186028946354?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/6243511186028946354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=6243511186028946354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/6243511186028946354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/6243511186028946354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/10/miss-bacon.html' title='Miss Bacon'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/StPpU1QsmaI/AAAAAAAAAPU/TbZRpyiIUU4/s72-c/100_0970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-7304580739641819942</id><published>2009-09-21T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:39:34.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House pictures!</title><content type='html'>The long awaited pictures! Now the house isnt really decorated yet, and we are still working on finding places for things, but here are few pics for your pleasure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the big screen is in front of the fireplace-- we've decided not to use the fireplace. we will instead be painting the inside and placing a really cool tealight holder in it for some ambiance.&lt;br /&gt;Please notice he fabulous wood floors uncovered-- later on, you will see the green carpet that covered it for the past 30+ years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SrgbVKWGLqI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Ml5SnKltUao/s1600-h/100_0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SrgbVKWGLqI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Ml5SnKltUao/s320/100_0963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384083404889665186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entry. you can't tell, but I did a faux finish on the wall directly to the right of the entry and the separating wall from the living to the kitchen. It looks really neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SrgbUZDD5nI/AAAAAAAAAPE/kHYSN6oe1Yo/s1600-h/100_0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SrgbUZDD5nI/AAAAAAAAAPE/kHYSN6oe1Yo/s320/100_0961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384083391656486514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our HUGE picture window in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SrgbT8Ruz6I/AAAAAAAAAO8/-hk7PUMUeok/s1600-h/100_0962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SrgbT8Ruz6I/AAAAAAAAAO8/-hk7PUMUeok/s320/100_0962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384083383933390754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we have Levi blow drying the patch in the wall....notice the horrible carpet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SrgbTDI4PNI/AAAAAAAAAO0/YMapbI2DzzQ/s1600-h/100_0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SrgbTDI4PNI/AAAAAAAAAO0/YMapbI2DzzQ/s320/100_0951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384083368595438802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, you can see the fax finish in teh bedroom. Its not as good as whats in the living room, but thats because it was my first try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SrgbSbCPGyI/AAAAAAAAAOs/EJkaZe9fPWk/s1600-h/100_0949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SrgbSbCPGyI/AAAAAAAAAOs/EJkaZe9fPWk/s320/100_0949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384083357830159138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jael, I hope you are happy. I'll take more when I finish painting the kitchen (or when Levi's family helps me finish! They power-housed the rest of the place :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-7304580739641819942?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/7304580739641819942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=7304580739641819942' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7304580739641819942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7304580739641819942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/09/house-pictures.html' title='House pictures!'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SrgbVKWGLqI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Ml5SnKltUao/s72-c/100_0963.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-3120365067163901153</id><published>2009-08-31T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:39:29.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're In!</title><content type='html'>And we are LOVING it! Still some little quirks to figure out (this awesome light above the table won't work...I'm hoping its the wiring and not the lamp!). I'm sleeping in Nephi tonight to take more stuff up tomorrow while Levi does the grown-up law school thing, and my goal for tomorrow is to do the kitchen and wash the master bedroom walls again. Then, on to priming them for paint. But I have this sneaking suspicion that I won't get that far when I still have about 3 hours of studying to do on top of it......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-3120365067163901153?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/3120365067163901153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=3120365067163901153' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/3120365067163901153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/3120365067163901153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/08/were-in.html' title='We&apos;re In!'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-5641358182820571710</id><published>2009-08-26T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:46:25.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait for it.....</title><content type='html'>We could be closing on Friday, but I think its a load of poo. Its going to be Monday just to put us even more behind. And still no job. I'm tired of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-5641358182820571710?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/5641358182820571710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=5641358182820571710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/5641358182820571710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/5641358182820571710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/08/wait-for-it.html' title='Wait for it.....'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-6039665485413698956</id><published>2009-08-26T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:51:20.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The School of Law and The New Leaf</title><content type='html'>I feel like I should introduce myself or something, as I've never actually posted on this blog it feels a bit like I'm meddling in my wife's things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Levi, and I lack the discipline, study skills, and contacts to succeed at law school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation is over and I started official classes for on Tuesday, not owing to my traditional practice during my undergrad years of always skipping 'syllabus week' and only rolling in to class when things started getting interesting. No, this time I started on Tuesday because that's when my classes began and a day missed is a day behind.  I rise before the dawn now, I prepare for classes now, in short I have begun the painful process of taping closed the boxes of my childish things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classes are difficult, the professors are exquisitely cruel and the material is so dense I fear my backpack is generating its own gravity field.  I don't have any new friends that join me in not fitting in and I feel, daily, inadequate to the task before me.  Books rounded out at around 1k and, coupled with tuition, gobbled up my entire student loan.  Every class period is its own small arena of gruesome defeat; the flop sweat cuts hourly rivers down the bright red, wide-eyed faces of 1Ls caught unprepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to help you study, this is the place of conflict.  Every class WILL have an average of 3.3 and the better one's colleagues perform, the further one slips.  This is a competitive environment, a zero-sum game.  Today, for the first time in my life, I was called upon to answer a specific question for which no amount of waffling, wailing, or gnashing of teeth could conceal a failure to prepare.  I stared down a graduate of Yale Law and felt a terror in my stomach as he posed a question about a case I had never read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am commuting three hours a day until we get our house.  I eat too quickly when I eat at all, and my caffeine habit has taken the opportunity to dig in for the long haul.  Lynley worries about my health and I wish I had enough time to apply for the Fed PLUS loan so that we could have health insurance.  I watch the sun rise from my decade old economy car in bumper-to-bumper traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is stressful; I study out of a twisted, egotistical form of self defense, at night I dream of a law practice that will grind just as hard.  My locker doesn't lock and I have books that I read daily just to help me decode the new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;required&lt;/span&gt; reading that I can't understand in my textbooks.  People tell me there is a second bathroom at this school, but I've yet to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living with less than half my wardrobe, I can't find most of the possessions I want during any given day, and while I write this I can feel a knot of stress in my stomach because tomorrow is going to be, once again, the toughest day I've ever faced at any school.  I've seen the breakdown for my class, and of 131 students only one had a lower GPA than me on admittance.  I have more reading to prepare for two class periods tomorrow than I did for a full semester of 18 credits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say, without a shadow of doubt, that I've never been more excited, happier, or ready to dive in with both feet.  I love this place already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-6039665485413698956?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/6039665485413698956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=6039665485413698956' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/6039665485413698956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/6039665485413698956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-of-law-and-new-leaf.html' title='The School of Law and The New Leaf'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-4359597230648397186</id><published>2009-08-12T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:55:00.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAUGH!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm so freakin' frustrated. This house thing is going to kill me. We just got the final paperwork emailed to us by our mortgage officer's assistant, who has NO idea what is going on. There is seriously only one thing right on our mortgage stuff--our names. Not kidding. So this means our closing date is most likely NOT going to happen. SO, along with trying to get this taken care of, we are also:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Going to be commuting to SLC law school 5 days a week.&lt;br /&gt;-Trying to STILL find a job.&lt;br /&gt;-Getting in my second set of graduation papers.&lt;br /&gt;-Studying for the GRE&lt;br /&gt;-Doing a bridal shower on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;-Being a part of the wedding the first weekend in Sept.&lt;br /&gt;-Hopefully moving at some point, and hopefully into this house.&lt;br /&gt;-Fixing up this blasted house.&lt;br /&gt;-Applying to grad school&lt;br /&gt;-Going to school full time (both of us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And numerous other things. I think my ulcer is coming back. Yup, there it is. Hello old friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-4359597230648397186?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/4359597230648397186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=4359597230648397186' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/4359597230648397186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/4359597230648397186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/08/aaaaugh.html' title='AAAAUGH!!!'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-7156031835182216701</id><published>2009-07-26T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:27:31.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our House</title><content type='html'>This outta do it-- I borrowed this from the real estate agents site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://tour.circlepix.com/tour.htm?id=736018&amp;amp;refurl=UtahHomes.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's our house! No worries, Levi will be doing new flooring, I already have new paint colors figured out, the bathrooms are being planned at this very moment, and we will be placing our big screen over the fireplace :) Now if we can just get the closing taken care of...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-7156031835182216701?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/7156031835182216701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=7156031835182216701' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7156031835182216701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7156031835182216701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-house.html' title='Our House'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-3214684562289064294</id><published>2009-07-26T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:53:20.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>You should see this apartment. No, thats a lie. You shouldn't. It's in rough shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finished with work on Tuesday (sort of...I'm coming back for a full day on saturday, because they need an extra person...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is paying for me to gt my hair done----yeah, moving home has its perks. Mom pays for stuff, there is air conditioning, we get the newly-finished basement to ourselves and its bigger than our apartment. Its gonna rock. Levi is holding fast to the moving-in-with-your-inlaws stigma, but I am MORE than thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we are scheduled to close on our house on Aug. 17, the first day of law school orientation for Levi. Should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to take some pictures of our last two days here, but I simply don't care. That, and I have no idea where our camera ended up in this crazy move. I swear that I will try to take pictures of the house. In fact, one I do some homework, I think I will have Levi send me the pics of it he has on his Blackberry to put on the blog. We'll see. Now if Jacey would just move back to Mona.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL HAVE SOME FRIENDS TO HANG OUT WITH AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacey, Brittany, Hali if you are around, and whoever else. WaHoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-3214684562289064294?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/3214684562289064294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=3214684562289064294' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/3214684562289064294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/3214684562289064294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/07/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-2897993340174646049</id><published>2009-07-17T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:05:02.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The House</title><content type='html'>We are officially under contract for a house in West Valley!! I don't have pictures yet, but as soon as I do, I will post! We are so excited. But now the real fun begins....getting the actual loan, the inspection, all the other money that will disappear out of our pockets....the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WOOHOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I still dont have a job, but I do have an interview, so thats good news. Just thought I would let the world know.&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/5211994358076625262-2897993340174646049?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/2897993340174646049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=2897993340174646049' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/2897993340174646049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/2897993340174646049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/07/house.html' title='The House'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-4018687283636466048</id><published>2009-07-16T23:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:12:20.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We did it...</title><content type='html'>We put an offer in on a house in West Valley...now we just have to wait til tomorrow....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-4018687283636466048?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/4018687283636466048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=4018687283636466048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/4018687283636466048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/4018687283636466048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-did-it.html' title='We did it...'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-2901388068987184549</id><published>2009-06-16T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:22:18.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation, Anniversary, Birthday</title><content type='html'>What really &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STINKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is that I have zero pictures of these events. No, I'm not a bad wife and ignored my husband on his graduation day...my camera died when we got to the arena. Stupid thing. But, here is what has gone on-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi graduated. He looked so great all dressed up. My in-laws have a picture of him looking off into the distance with his diploma cover, and it cracks me up, so just picture that for this section, mmk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, our &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANNIVERSARY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; was on June 7th, so Levi and I splurged and stayed a night at the Anniversary Inn in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MYSTERIES OF EGYPT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;room, which was so much fun. We also had an impressive dinner at Bambara's in Hotel Monico in SLC. Holy Crap. It was amazing. Tuna tartare, mussels, hummus and bread, halibut on a crab and potato hash, chicken picatta, espresso ice cream and an apple-cranberry pandowdy......I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO FULL IN MY LIFE. I ate five courses people. Sadly, it was so darn expensive that it is a once every few years experience. Here is one of our pics from last year....love you lots, Levi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SjfFte-3fRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dy6U-eKQbsQ/s1600-h/IMG_2923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SjfFte-3fRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dy6U-eKQbsQ/s320/IMG_2923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347960467727285522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Finally, my birthday. Its today, actually. I'm 23. Thats old. What am I doing for my birthday, you ask? Homework. Then I work at 4. No, this isnt bad at all. Its life. I actually &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;LOVE &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;waiting tables on my birthday because I make sure to tell my tables and then they tip better. Seriously. For the past 8 years this has worked like a charm....kinda odd that I have waited tables that long, but eh...what do ya do? So, thats what has been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and FYI: we are still looking for houses. Utah is ridiculous. No one has brought down their house price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE TO PEOPLE WHO MAY RUN ACROSS MY BLOG: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your house is not worth what you have it listed as. times have changed.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this rate, we will be renting, which is stupid because it will cost us close to what a mortgage would be. Also, I have yet to find a job. I'm (gasp!) trying to get out of the restaurant business, but it isnt looking good. I've even applied for some really-big-girl-type jobs, using my first degree. But no good so far. I'll just keep looking, I suppose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-2901388068987184549?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/2901388068987184549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=2901388068987184549' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/2901388068987184549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/2901388068987184549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/06/graduation-anniversary-birthday.html' title='Graduation, Anniversary, Birthday'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SjfFte-3fRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dy6U-eKQbsQ/s72-c/IMG_2923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-8291294308059973815</id><published>2009-04-22T14:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:46:22.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its coming to an end</title><content type='html'>The school year is, I mean. Well, and this chapter in our lives. I'm a little nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi and I met down here my first week in Cedar. I've always known him as an undergrad, and vice versa. We've lived here for 5 years. This is what we know. But its all about to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet husband has one more day of classes. After that, he is officially considered a law student. We will be moving to Salt Lake in a few weeks, as soon as we close on a house. Yeah. I said it. A house. No more apartments, people. I think I will list out the changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi: boyfriend to husband&lt;br /&gt;Living: apartments to a house (and a nice one, I might add)&lt;br /&gt;Education: undergrad retardedness to law school student (and me to a grad student!)&lt;br /&gt;Employment: carpet installer to full time student, waitress to ...well, not sure. still working on it!&lt;br /&gt;Family: me and levi to me, levi, and a cat. We think. Kids will come in a few more years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking out a bit. So many huge changes. I think I'm ready, but I'm not sure. However, I've already starting packing. I guess that means I'm excited, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-8291294308059973815?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/8291294308059973815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=8291294308059973815' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8291294308059973815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8291294308059973815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-coming-to-end.html' title='Its coming to an end'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-7763486950479067129</id><published>2009-04-09T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:36:26.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sd6wVZxLaII/AAAAAAAAAOc/wVh19qTKF9M/s1600-h/AAGE011%7EUniversity-of-Utah-Logo-Photofile-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sd6wVZxLaII/AAAAAAAAAOc/wVh19qTKF9M/s320/AAGE011%7EUniversity-of-Utah-Logo-Photofile-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322885691339401346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE U!! That's right, Levi and I will be attending the U beginning this Fall! The Dean of the law school called Levi today to let him know. Now I have to find a job, find a house, pack my house, etc, etc....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-7763486950479067129?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/7763486950479067129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=7763486950479067129' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7763486950479067129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7763486950479067129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sd6wVZxLaII/AAAAAAAAAOc/wVh19qTKF9M/s72-c/AAGE011%7EUniversity-of-Utah-Logo-Photofile-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-7848604459706877507</id><published>2009-04-01T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:03:19.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why aren't Mormons fat?</title><content type='html'>Levi's friend's Anthony and Sean came over to the house today during one of their breaks to eat some fresh oreos I whipped up. Sean has been over a lot to eat my cooking, and today he asked how Mormons can eat ALL THE TIME at every gathering and not all be insanely obese. (Sean is Catholic, btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we all manage to stay relatively thin when we have a ton of gatherings where everything from jello molds to funeral potatoes to pot roasts to cobblers are served? I've been puzzling over this all day. Is it because we are always on the run with the big families? Is the stress of planning so many of the meetings just overwhelming enough to burn off the extra calories? Does God just love us more? (That last one was thought up by Sean. He thinks Mormons are loved more than the sinning Catholics....his words, not mine.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think it may be all of the above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-7848604459706877507?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/7848604459706877507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=7848604459706877507' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7848604459706877507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7848604459706877507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-arent-mormons-fat.html' title='Why aren&apos;t Mormons fat?'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-7551569960746739537</id><published>2009-03-24T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:51:09.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break, Plus a Law School Update</title><content type='html'>To start, yesterday Levi received an acceptance letter from Charlotte School of Law in North Carolina with a $15000 per year scholarship. That's almost a half-tuition, so not bad. However, this was one of the schools we dont care to go to, but its nice to know its there! I'll add to the list as we get letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For spring break, Levi and I went to look at houses, see our families, and go to Hogle Zoo with our friends Brett and Brittany and their son Zachary! I haven't been to the zoo in years and years, so it was like a new place. I took pictures (yay pictures!) of our trip and of cute baby Jack...he is getting so cute its scary. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Scm01xVeEnI/AAAAAAAAANo/eSLwAVri5mg/s1600-h/100_0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Scm01xVeEnI/AAAAAAAAANo/eSLwAVri5mg/s320/100_0882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316979670957036146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my sweet hubby at the zoo....I love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Scm1GLapA6I/AAAAAAAAANw/Fc_Thka31y0/s1600-h/100_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Scm1GLapA6I/AAAAAAAAANw/Fc_Thka31y0/s320/100_0883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316979952835953570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I swear, ever animal at the zoo was sleeping. It was cute. But boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Scm1XAobIzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/dVSUsdJxQBA/s1600-h/100_0890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Scm1XAobIzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/dVSUsdJxQBA/s320/100_0890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316980241998750514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are the red pandas, which Levi loves. He wants one as a pet to lay on top of his computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Scm1tIYkCWI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vLpn7n-7Fbg/s1600-h/100_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Scm1tIYkCWI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vLpn7n-7Fbg/s320/100_0896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316980622036830562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the giraffe that licked Levi. He says a giraffe tongue feels like a cats tongue. Odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Scm2B0SA9hI/AAAAAAAAAOI/yXXHEOIzRBc/s1600-h/100_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Scm2B0SA9hI/AAAAAAAAAOI/yXXHEOIzRBc/s320/100_0920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316980977417909778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And THIS is the super adorable baby Jack. He loves cameras, and his toes are always curled under. And he has a new fascination with shoes and shoelaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Scm2NChlt7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UtJbNB5Au0E/s1600-h/100_0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Scm2NChlt7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UtJbNB5Au0E/s320/100_0921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316981170219890610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves his Uncle Levi...Levi was tickling his neck and ears and he kept giggling. I love him. Both of them, in fact.&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/5211994358076625262-7551569960746739537?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/7551569960746739537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=7551569960746739537' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7551569960746739537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7551569960746739537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break-plus-law-school-update.html' title='Spring Break, Plus a Law School Update'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Scm01xVeEnI/AAAAAAAAANo/eSLwAVri5mg/s72-c/100_0882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-908805089199279449</id><published>2009-03-15T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:07:45.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip? A TRIP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sb3sOn9wNaI/AAAAAAAAANg/Yz5MmXaH52U/s1600-h/washington-state-main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sb3sOn9wNaI/AAAAAAAAANg/Yz5MmXaH52U/s320/washington-state-main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313662871357371810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sb3sIbmlNvI/AAAAAAAAANY/5Fjpj9b_CG8/s1600-h/photo_lg_oregon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sb3sIbmlNvI/AAAAAAAAANY/5Fjpj9b_CG8/s320/photo_lg_oregon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313662764959741682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi and I have decided that since we passed on the honeymoon to have nice furniture for our apartment, we needed to take a fun trip for his graduation. In one of the many mailings he has received from schools trying to persuade him to attend, the scenery in Oregon blew us away. SOOOO......&lt;br /&gt;we will be traveling up the coast to see Oregon and Washington (no, he will not be attending the school...)&lt;br /&gt;Also, we haven't heard from any of the schools yet, so nothing to report there. Just waiting for May 2 to come so Levi can GRADUATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Lynley/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sb3r6iHgUoI/AAAAAAAAANI/RjSkGNLA2W8/s1600-h/mt+rainier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sb3r6iHgUoI/AAAAAAAAANI/RjSkGNLA2W8/s320/mt+rainier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313662526190277250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sb3sBTexYyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/6EgoWEK1n-s/s1600-h/oregon-state-main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sb3sBTexYyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/6EgoWEK1n-s/s320/oregon-state-main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313662642520417058" 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/5211994358076625262-908805089199279449?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/908805089199279449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=908805089199279449' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/908805089199279449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/908805089199279449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/03/trip-trip.html' title='A trip? A TRIP!'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/Sb3sOn9wNaI/AAAAAAAAANg/Yz5MmXaH52U/s72-c/washington-state-main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-4527973866689589885</id><published>2009-02-24T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:29:27.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing exciting, so here's some firsts.</title><content type='html'>This is a post of FIRSTS for me. I stole it from Hali, so thank you for that! Nothing too exciting has happened to Levi and I in the last little while-- we are finishing sending out law school apps so I will update as we know more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1.Who was your FIRST prom date?&lt;br /&gt;Cookie, aka. Greg Neilsen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. FIRST date?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you still talk to your FIRST love?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What was your FIRST job?&lt;br /&gt;Working fast food at A&amp;amp;W in Nephi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was your FIRST car?&lt;br /&gt;My dad's truck, and then my Sunfire was the first car I bought :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the FIRST person to text you today?&lt;br /&gt;Haven't received one yet today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning?&lt;br /&gt;my hot hot husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who was your FIRST grade teacher?&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Jessen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was your FIRST Kiss?&lt;br /&gt;Well this is a lot of guys back....um, lesse... I can't think of his name, but he was the former president of the Pride club at the U a few years ago! He wasnt gay back then, seriously. After that, Braden Knutson. I think. I have no shame. Hali. You should tell who yours was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Where did you go on your FIRST ride on an airplane?&lt;br /&gt;WAshington D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who was your FIRST best friend &amp;amp; do you still talk?&lt;br /&gt;Joelle Jenkins. I think she is related to Hali, in fact. We became best friends in ballet when we were four i believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where was your FIRST sleepover?&lt;br /&gt;Joelles. we slept over at one anothers houses nearly every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who was the FIRST person you talked to today?&lt;br /&gt;My Levi...I kissed his face and told him he was a hottie and I loved him :) He smiled, rolled over and snored. really, its love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What was the FIRST thing you did this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Thought about how I could make Leon pay the $300 that has shown up on our credit report. Stupid past roommates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What was the FIRST concert you ever went to?&lt;br /&gt;Styx. I was with Rachael and her family. It rocked. I totally wanted their bass player, until we realized that he was a 50 year old who tried to look like he was 20 again. Still hot, but it was too weird to obsess over him. The one after that was Incubus and I went with Shane Hall (RIP), Cliff Childs, Jeff Jones, and Shane Wilson. We had a freakin ball. Jeff had just gotten his tattoo so he had to sit up with me in the seats and he was ticked :) I was dating Cliff at the time and we were in a fight so i flirted with Shane the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. FIRST piercing?&lt;br /&gt;My ears. I think I was 8 or something. I kept saying "pursed" instead of "pierced" and my mom wouldn't let me get mine done until I could say it right. I worked for days on that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. FIRST foreign country you've been to?&lt;br /&gt;Um, if Canada counts, then thats the one. Levi and I are putting our passports together just in case ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. FIRST movie you remember seeing?&lt;br /&gt;No clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. When was your FIRST detention?&lt;br /&gt;First grade. I slapped Amy Cunningham across the face cuz she was a snot. Mr. Jessen sent me to the office. That happened often. The office part, not the slapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What was the FIRST state you lived in?&lt;br /&gt;Utah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who was your FIRST roommate?&lt;br /&gt;Sarah. I don't remember her last name. We had fun. She was on the track team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What happened the FIRST time you were pulled over driving? Did you get a ticket?&lt;br /&gt;First time I got pulled over was here in Cedar, my freshman year. I was sick of waiting at the light by Maverick near campus, and so I went. I was jamming out to some music, it was 2 in the morning, Levi and John were right behind me in Levi's car, and cops came out of nowhere, surrounded both of our cars, and it was HILARIOUS! He asked if I knew why I got pulled over. I said, duh. I went through that stupid light because it took too long. He laughed, and gave me a ticket. Levi didnt get one. I then went to Jeremy's and watched a "Hostage." This was during the before times of me and Levi. We were "just friends" at this point :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-4527973866689589885?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/4527973866689589885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=4527973866689589885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/4527973866689589885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/4527973866689589885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-exciting-so-heres-some-firsts.html' title='Nothing exciting, so here&apos;s some firsts.'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-4673318876847223531</id><published>2009-01-15T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:26:55.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sick</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned before, Levi and I have been sick. Well, since I'm lame with posts and we dont really do anything except work and school, I'm going to explain my latest "sick." I have pics, but they arent pleasant, so I'm not posting. Again, a pictureless blog. Lame, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dear friend Biz gets sick often. She wished a UTI on me, and low and behold, I developed one like two days later. This was the last day of December, so I called the hospital after work and tried to make an appointment for later that day. They were booked (of course) AND they were closed the next day because of the New Year. Therefore, the soonest I could get in to see a doctor was the 2nd. I figured, well, it just started, so I should be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not fine. The 2nd rolls around and I am in some serious pain. I made Levi go with me because the pain in my back was so horrific I could hardly walk. We get there and the woman at the desk keeps handing me more paperwork because Levi and I don't have insurance. I'm standing there, crying softly because I need to sit down, and she just looks at me dumbly. What is WITH THAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i get in, and the doctor pounds on my back, which makes me sick, and decides that in two days, my UTI has developed into a kidney infection. Thats really quick, for those of you who don't know. He writes me a prescription for Septra and Lower-tab (yeah, I spelled it wrong) and sends me on my way. Levi carries me out to the car because I now can't walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sleeping on a hot pad, I'm feeling better, and progressively get better over the next few days. Biz and I take our trip to Mesquite and yes, I'm going to tell you how awesome it was right here, in the middles of my "sick" blog, because it gets even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biz and I are both feeling pretty good, so we book our spa day at the Casablanca. We got down there at noon, and immediately went for a soak in the mineral pools. The weather was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PERFECT&lt;/span&gt;. After a two hour soak, we each had one hour facials performed, and if you have never had one, you need one. really. you do. when we were done, we took naps in the quiet room, spend some time in the sauna, more splashing in the pools, and then we had our two hour massage of bliss. Body exfoliation, body masque, sleeping, sauna, one hour massage...it was glorious. We finally left the spa at 7:30 that evening, and ate at a cute little Mexican place where we fell asleep halfway through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, we left the next day, and that evening I noticed some hives on my legs. I thought maybe the oil they had used had caused it, so i soaked in the bath and then covered them with some cortisone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the middle of the night, my legs were covered in hives and a rash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, it was all over my body, but just sort of speckled and a little itchy, but not bad. I went to work with a long sleeve shirt on, and tried really hard not to scratch. I took some Benadryl and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, I looked...well, I don't even know how to describe it. Like I said, I have pics, but they arent pretty. It was bad enough and itchy enough and my chest was tight enough that Levi took me to the Instacare. They proceeded to tell me that I am allergic to the medication they had initally placed me on for the kidney infection. They told me there was nothing they nor I could do, and good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next three days were horrible. The painful itching became bad enough at three different times that Levi had to physically place me in a cold bath and hold me under til my skin went numb in order to stop the itching. I have never been so uncomfy in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story---dont take sulfites. Supposedly 80% of people are allergic to them. You dont want them. My kidney infection did go away, but I now have funky marks on my legs that havent faded yet. Totally not worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-4673318876847223531?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/4673318876847223531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=4673318876847223531' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/4673318876847223531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/4673318876847223531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick.html' title='The Sick'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-3660804415485687640</id><published>2009-01-03T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T13:49:29.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the New Year-</title><content type='html'>As we enter into the big '09, here are some of my thoughts and things going on in our lives--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Levi scored a 170 on the LSAT. For those of you who arent sure what that means, Levi is in the 98% in the nation. We were hoping for a higher score, but thats life, isnt it? Always hoping for something better, even when we have it great! With that said, we have been looking at some schools in California, the U, of course, possibly BYU (can ANYONE picture my husband as a Zoobie?!), and a few others. Its nice to have a glimpse into our future, but we still just dont know where we are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We are so blessed. We had someone finally move into the apartment next to us, and I must say, it was a little wierd. They moved in about 5 boxes of things. Seriously. Thats pretty much it. Levi and I are so spoiled its scary. A complete bedroom set, nice dishes, couch and loveseat, big screen tv....the list goes on. Not to mention a job, a bachelor degree, impressive grad school offerings, and money in savings. I forget about a lot of this stuff, and sometimes look at it as bad instead of good. Why do we do that?! (I mean like having to work, to go to school, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On the other end of that, Levi and I have been sick a lot since we got married. I have been sick more in the last 6 months than I have in the last 4 years! I think being in a basement apartment may have something to do with it, but it makes me want to do everything I can to keep us healthy! I say that as I am missing work due to a kidney infection. yeah. it sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Christmas was great. We were able to spend that whole week going back and forth between our families, which meant a lot of driving, but good fun to be had by all. Jack was adorable. He tried to open presents, but got tired of tearing paper in a hurry. I guess you cant expect much when he is only 5 months old :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anywho, thanks to the friends I have. I know that I only keep in touch with most of you through these blogs, but I thank you for being interested in my life. I wish all of you the best in the coming year. Jacey, thank you for all the phone calls. I'm determined to do better and be the one to call YOU! It will be fun to see what the new year brings. Hugs to all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-3660804415485687640?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/3660804415485687640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=3660804415485687640' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/3660804415485687640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/3660804415485687640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-new-year.html' title='In the New Year-'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-4779434168447004916</id><published>2008-12-16T22:02:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:41:25.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ginderbread House</title><content type='html'>My mom has created an annual tradition to have a gingerbread competition between me and Levi, my dad and brother, and Katelyn and Candice. This is what Levi and I turned out this year--&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SUiWRBjkQ5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/x_B2xeTu7bo/s1600-h/foreclosed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SUiWRBjkQ5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/x_B2xeTu7bo/s320/foreclosed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280635782311461778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its a foreclosed Christmas house. Its a sign of the times, really. If you look close, you can see the sad faces we drew on the people standing at the front door. They shouldnt have opted for that fabulous paved walkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SUieTe8d9WI/AAAAAAAAAMo/X7eNwfCS66U/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SUieTe8d9WI/AAAAAAAAAMo/X7eNwfCS66U/s320/sad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280644620653294946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, I look a little bedraggled, but I spent my day building a house, people!! Here is a super cute picture of my husband with Jack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SUievbS14xI/AAAAAAAAAMw/5igZDOh2BHU/s1600-h/levi+and+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SUievbS14xI/AAAAAAAAAMw/5igZDOh2BHU/s320/levi+and+baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280645100709733138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isnt he cute?!?! Both of them really. Merry Christmas!! Speaking of Christmas, its looking like a great white one. We have about a foot of snow. Its great :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-4779434168447004916?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/4779434168447004916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=4779434168447004916' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/4779434168447004916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/4779434168447004916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/12/ginderbread-house.html' title='The Ginderbread House'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SUiWRBjkQ5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/x_B2xeTu7bo/s72-c/foreclosed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-7969987752889939789</id><published>2008-11-25T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T18:35:43.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Recap and other things</title><content type='html'>Now listen here, all of you boo-hooers of the movie. Are you kidding me?! Sure, the Cullens house was wrong, and Jacob looked fairly stupid and not nearly as cool as he could have, but they used so many lines from the book, they had to make it movie-rific, which happened, and really, it could have been a LOT worse. But I for one, along with Biz, loved it. As I mentioned on Amy's blog, my husband is already finding it to download for me. I love the soundtrack. the characters were great (I think James is the hottest of the lot. Totally do-able, if you know what I mean. Did you NOTICE the hot-boy line when he is coming to kill Bella in the studio?! Stef, I KNOW you noticed it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there is my rant. I've done enough defending it, since I have to, living with my husband (if you know my husband, you know how difficult it is to argue anything. Stupid that hes trained in logic and reasoning...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things:&lt;br /&gt;-Hali, I'm glad you are still alive. I know how scary break ins can be. This is why my husband keeps guns in the house. Loaded. This is warning to all who may feel the need to see how cool my place is in the middle of the night. Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;-I'm working Thanksgiving again. This is a good thing. Last year, I made about 170 bucks in the five hours at work. This will help pay off my husbands new computer he is getting for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;-Thats the next thing. Levi gets a new computer, I get to go get a full day at the Casablanca spa with Biz. It will be wonderful. We may also be taking a trip to go snowmobiling in Yellowstone. I'm WAY excited for this possibility. However, the computer may have thwarted the idea.&lt;br /&gt;-I got my hair done. Not that thats exciting to anyone else, but I havent had it done in four months, and then i dyed it myself because i was bored. My husband gets nervous when I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;-My nephew gets cuter everyday. This is not to say I want kids ANYTIME soon. In fact, Levi and I will probably wait about two more years, until we are nearly done with law school and my speech pathology masters degree. Woohoo for making 150,000 bucks a year!! (and paying off 70,000 in debt....)People keep asking me when I'm having kids, and look, once you have them, you cant get rid of them. I'm still young, and i have a lot of other things to pay for. 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;-my husband rocks. i mean, who elses husband tries to DL Twilight when they despise everything about it? he's sending me to a spa, and right at this moment, while im sitting on my butt, he is cooking spaghetti with homemade sauce which is absolutely delicious. we both are itching for some snow because we have decided to make a HUGE snowman this year on the lawn of our apartment. we will be needing help, so anyone available would be good. this is assuming it actually snows this year. lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, thats about it. if anyone feels like coming to my apartment, I'm going to have a cup of cocoa, watch a Christmas movie, and wrap presents. Just knock before you enter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-7969987752889939789?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/7969987752889939789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=7969987752889939789' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7969987752889939789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7969987752889939789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-recap-and-other-things.html' title='Twilight Recap and other things'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-7509976053137852288</id><published>2008-11-13T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:49:21.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I get to see it before you, so HA!</title><content type='html'>That's right. I have tickets to see Twilight before it comes out. And the theatre I'm going to is having a prom dress contest. Now I just have to figure out which dress to where...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SR0fA0FGRQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/D9oir91yvnI/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SR0fA0FGRQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/D9oir91yvnI/s320/twilight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268401237933835522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I am at the movie, enjoying every delicious moment of Edward (although I have to admit I'm a little nervous they are going to ruin it for me), my sweet husband and his friends are determined they are going to stay home to watch "real" vampire shows on the big screen. Now dont get me wrong, I love the Blade series, Interview with a Vampire, and all the other fabulous movies, but come on. This is Edward we are talking about here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-7509976053137852288?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/7509976053137852288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=7509976053137852288' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7509976053137852288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7509976053137852288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-get-to-see-it-before-you-so-ha.html' title='I get to see it before you, so HA!'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SR0fA0FGRQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/D9oir91yvnI/s72-c/twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-3074656975652863905</id><published>2008-10-22T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:14:26.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick picture tag</title><content type='html'>My awesome cousin Whitney tagged me to do just a funny picture post. Go to the fourth pic file and pick the fourth picture to post. Let's see what we get:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SP_5v-9ir1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/vFef6LKeklc/s1600-h/peterpeter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SP_5v-9ir1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/vFef6LKeklc/s320/peterpeter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260197492542320466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL-- this is from my cartoon file, and it just happens to be perfect for this time of year! Can't beat funny cartoons...I have tons more, courtesy of Levi :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-3074656975652863905?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/3074656975652863905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=3074656975652863905' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/3074656975652863905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/3074656975652863905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/10/quick-picture-tag.html' title='Quick picture tag'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SP_5v-9ir1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/vFef6LKeklc/s72-c/peterpeter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-1228406674864703537</id><published>2008-10-17T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:45:09.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love your blog--</title><content type='html'>Stef gave me something to do, so here is a silly post. However, I am abandoning the one-word rule because well...I feel like. No worries, I'll keep it concise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? one foot away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Where is your significant other? in the living room, playing PS2 with Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Your hair color? ash blonde-brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Your mother? domestic goddess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Your father? hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Your favorite thing? baths&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Your dream last night? didn't-- too drugged up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Your dream/goal? get a real job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. The room you're in? Mantuary, or man den&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Your hobby? crocheting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Your fear? debt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? up north..Lehi area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. Where were you last night? work and home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. What you're not? patient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. One of your wish-list items? a big kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. Where you grew up? Nephi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. The last thing you ate? symphony bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. What are you wearing? pjs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. Your TV? 42" LCD deliciousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20.Your pet? Levi's facial hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. Your computer? desktop and a lappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. Your mood? content&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. Missing someone? girlfriends (our play date was cancelled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. Your car? Ponitac sunfire and a saturn coupe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. Something you're not wearing? makeup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. Favorite store? Victoriassecret online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. Your summer? married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. Love someone? Husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. Your favorite color? brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. When is the last time you laughed? Today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31. Last time you cried? yesterday-- i coughed so hard it made me cry.....weird, i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I award the following people with the "I love your blog award" and in so doing tag them to complete the above questions with one word answers. Chelsea, Rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-1228406674864703537?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/1228406674864703537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=1228406674864703537' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/1228406674864703537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/1228406674864703537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-your-blog.html' title='Love your blog--'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-2071344900738985651</id><published>2008-10-11T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:00:25.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates on us</title><content type='html'>Its been a while, and though nothing very exciting is going on, heres whats new:&lt;br /&gt;-Levi and I are both sick (again.)&lt;br /&gt;-Levi is getting his graduation papers together.&lt;br /&gt;-I'm still studying hard and working.&lt;br /&gt;-Baby Jack is getting blessed tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;-It snowed in Cedar, which we both LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;-Levi buys me Playstation games when I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;-I miss having friends close by (Jacey, Shandy, Nan, Chelsea...I need you to watch ghost shows.)&lt;br /&gt;-I hate cooking in a small kitchen, but love trying new foodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SPGSFDhQmuI/AAAAAAAAALg/kzf-v3yR0fY/s1600-h/funny+ballet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SPGSFDhQmuI/AAAAAAAAALg/kzf-v3yR0fY/s320/funny+ballet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256142855659887330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I want to take ballet again and I miss being flexible. (Thats me with the pink wig!)&lt;br /&gt;-I don't want to take the GRE.&lt;br /&gt;-I want Levi to do great on the LSAT.&lt;br /&gt;-I get a kick outta being Mormon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it. Ill think about posting pics of us all after the blessing tomorrow. Hope it snows on the way to Nephi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-2071344900738985651?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/2071344900738985651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=2071344900738985651' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/2071344900738985651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/2071344900738985651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/10/updates-on-us.html' title='Updates on us'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SPGSFDhQmuI/AAAAAAAAALg/kzf-v3yR0fY/s72-c/funny+ballet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-8348194162754104932</id><published>2008-09-05T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:53:09.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mesquite was great, but....</title><content type='html'>I got sick right after. Lame. But back to the first, Mesquite was great! Our friends, Travis and Amber Lowry from California, have a time share at the Casablanca, and they invited us to come out for a few days and relax. We arrived late Monday afternoon, and after settling in and buying groceries at Smith's (they had a kitchen in the place), we headed to the casino to blow our set-aside $25 bucks to gamble. Levi and travis had a blast, Amber lost 30 dollars at the penny slots, and i just stood by and showed the cops my ID when they asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;We hung out at the pool, layed around, went to Babylon AD and Traitor (both pretty good movies), and then on the last day, we went to the SPA!!! It was wonderful. Like, super awesome wonderful. Amber and I booked the Citrus Splash, which consisted of a strawberry lemonade body exfoliation, a 10 minute stint in the eucalyptus sauna, then a lemongrass and soy body masque, a lemon scalp massage, and then a tired tootsie footsie massage. Let me tell you, it was GREAT!!! I tried to get my sweet husband to try out the mud baths with me, but he was adamant about staying in and sleeping. We are so going back next year.....sorry no pics. Levi and I are white and not in shape, so I left pics off the post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-8348194162754104932?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/8348194162754104932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=8348194162754104932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8348194162754104932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8348194162754104932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/09/mesquite-was-great-but.html' title='Mesquite was great, but....'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-7006950384456448305</id><published>2008-08-26T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T17:03:00.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Public universities, seriously.</title><content type='html'>School has started, and I'm already pissed at the education system. When are the public universities going to get their crap together?!?! We pre-paid for Levi's semester, and they "misplaced" our money, but my sweet and never forceful husband made sure SUU corrected the mistake immediately. USU wasnt going to accepted my copy of my  new social security card because they couldnt print it off light enough. Seriously. Hello, I'm in Cedar and you are in Logan....its not like I can just run up there and hand you the card!!! Financial aid was a joke, but Levi was awarded a 2000 buck grant yesterday, so that helped us out a ton (thank you, tithing!). my loan should be here sometime in the next week, but really now. School would be much more pleasant if one could rely on the people in charge to, gosh, i dont know, DO THE JOB THEY WERE HIRED TO DO CORRECTLY! There is my latest rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures were going to be included, but I didnt think anyone else cared to see a beheaded financial aid officer laying on the Help Desk of SUU's office. or maybe you would....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-7006950384456448305?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/7006950384456448305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=7006950384456448305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7006950384456448305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7006950384456448305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/08/public-universities-seriously.html' title='Public universities, seriously.'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-4848415030982583305</id><published>2008-08-19T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T12:24:23.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did anyone else notice that school is starting next week? My sweet husband is very excited to be going back, and I sort of am, but since mine are all online, its a little different. Good luck to all who are still in school ( havent we outgrown school yet?!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-4848415030982583305?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/4848415030982583305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=4848415030982583305' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/4848415030982583305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/4848415030982583305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/08/did-anyone-else-notice-that-school-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-7170339349744213422</id><published>2008-07-29T21:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:39:31.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Apartment</title><content type='html'>I took some pictures of our apartment when we got our new furniture. We bought a loveseat, sofa, and dining set, all brand new, for less than $800 at Boulevard Home Furnishings Clearance center.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SI_vqEoExPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/rdhwj9pEoMc/s1600-h/100_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SI_vqEoExPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/rdhwj9pEoMc/s320/100_0809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228661198475805938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SI_vqjQ2LYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/07RCi7oHknc/s1600-h/100_0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SI_vqjQ2LYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/07RCi7oHknc/s320/100_0810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228661206699879810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SI_vq4cjDXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VoDsexWZ4ng/s1600-h/100_0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SI_vq4cjDXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VoDsexWZ4ng/s320/100_0811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228661212386102642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SI_vrRVoMmI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wF91PHBU9_M/s1600-h/100_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SI_vrRVoMmI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wF91PHBU9_M/s320/100_0812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228661219067966050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SI_vrl-tktI/AAAAAAAAAJk/xdPSPXdvqEs/s1600-h/100_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SI_vrl-tktI/AAAAAAAAAJk/xdPSPXdvqEs/s320/100_0813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228661224608994002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've added a lot of other things-- a big black rug under the dining set, curtains, a big screen tv, bookcases, a new black bedroom set, etc. and maybe someday I'll take pics of those too, but these will do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-7170339349744213422?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/7170339349744213422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=7170339349744213422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7170339349744213422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/7170339349744213422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-apartment.html' title='Our Apartment'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SI_vqEoExPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/rdhwj9pEoMc/s72-c/100_0809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-8806161178215631668</id><published>2008-07-29T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T19:57:20.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TV'S for sale...</title><content type='html'>So we have two 42" and one 32" plasma tv for sale. They are good tvs; we were just told that they were LCD which they arent, so we want to sell them for exactly what we paid so no one gets the bad end of the stick. Here is the quick run down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand: Gateway&lt;br /&gt;Years: 2004 (big ones) and 2006 (small)&lt;br /&gt;Type: Plasma, not LCD&lt;br /&gt;Other: They dont have stands or remotes (universal remotes will work, and wall mounting is a good plan. You can also buy a stand from BestBuy or look online).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, these are nice tvs. They came from a hotel in Vegas that is updating (again) so thats the reason they dont have the stands or remotes. Please spread the word!! I've posted them on T-Bay (SUU's student e-bay), Craigslist, and hopefully my brother will put them on Ebay. Anywho, there you go. Tv's for sale. Levi and I have a 42" LCD, and its nice. so get a tv. you'll love it. love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-8806161178215631668?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/8806161178215631668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=8806161178215631668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8806161178215631668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8806161178215631668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/07/tvs-for-sale.html' title='TV&apos;S for sale...'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-1546953764626812618</id><published>2008-07-26T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:39:32.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack Hunter Peterson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIwX6S05iiI/AAAAAAAAAI8/DGwohWEjW9g/s1600-h/jack1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIwX6S05iiI/AAAAAAAAAI8/DGwohWEjW9g/s320/jack1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227579557723867682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Jack Hunter Peterson, mine and Levi's new nephew!! He was 7 lbs. 6 ounces, 19 inches long, and super duper hairy. We pretty much love his little guts. Not much else to say about it, just showing off his crazy cuteness :) Just call me Aunt Linney....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIwXHg1jyQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_ej3aKYl9S0/s1600-h/jack2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIwXHg1jyQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_ej3aKYl9S0/s320/jack2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227578685311404290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIwXH75jQBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/H6-fD2ZK27M/s1600-h/jack3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIwXH75jQBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/H6-fD2ZK27M/s320/jack3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227578692575903762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIwXH1c3VnI/AAAAAAAAAI0/YDK5jqoKMTs/s1600-h/us+and+jack1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIwXH1c3VnI/AAAAAAAAAI0/YDK5jqoKMTs/s320/us+and+jack1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227578690844972658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and thats us at the hospital. Levi really needed a haircut (which I just gave him the other night). I can't wait to see Jack next weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-1546953764626812618?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/1546953764626812618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=1546953764626812618' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/1546953764626812618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/1546953764626812618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/07/jack-hunter-peterson.html' title='Jack Hunter Peterson'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIwX6S05iiI/AAAAAAAAAI8/DGwohWEjW9g/s72-c/jack1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-8070714034815028959</id><published>2008-07-21T23:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:39:34.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding Shower and more</title><content type='html'>I'm doing this out of order, but I wanted to get the pics up for everyone to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWFqUNxmOI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oNjGFI_5eTY/s1600-h/IMG_0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWFqUNxmOI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oNjGFI_5eTY/s320/IMG_0196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225729904660814050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sweet sis in law took these pics, so thanks to her. This is me and Rachael...I was so happy to see her. We've kinda done our own things, so it rocked to have her with me and Levi to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWFq6VpSrI/AAAAAAAAAHA/JcGeSDynckk/s1600-h/IMG_0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWFq6VpSrI/AAAAAAAAAHA/JcGeSDynckk/s320/IMG_0197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225729914894371506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVED this. Candice did a game where she spelled out our last name on bags, and inside each was a gift that started with the letter on the bag. Everyone had to guess what we got (we got to keep all the gifts!) and the winner won a prize. I guess this is done with baby names, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWFrP641EI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0nIxQ4YxLjs/s1600-h/IMG_0202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWFrP641EI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0nIxQ4YxLjs/s320/IMG_0202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225729920687723586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Levi and I eating the awesome yummies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWFrphSHII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gk-UaKF5v3Q/s1600-h/IMG_0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWFrphSHII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gk-UaKF5v3Q/s320/IMG_0228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225729927559650434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my super cute parents...they gave us a BBQ for the shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWFsA_2uyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/b3N3IWFmPuI/s1600-h/IMG_0281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWFsA_2uyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/b3N3IWFmPuI/s320/IMG_0281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225729933861894946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Onto the wedding! This is one thing I didnt get good pics of, so I'm glad Candice did. Our cake was done in white chocolate instead of icing. I wanted an invite, so i made a framed one thats hanging in our bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWHyWAfBKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XmU1cc9Hs0w/s1600-h/IMG_0284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWHyWAfBKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XmU1cc9Hs0w/s320/IMG_0284.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225732241604150434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWHzKBEo5I/AAAAAAAAAHo/juwCEo_Fcog/s1600-h/IMG_0287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWHzKBEo5I/AAAAAAAAAHo/juwCEo_Fcog/s320/IMG_0287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225732255565259666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWHzcZe_WI/AAAAAAAAAHw/iw2h2VMl3ic/s1600-h/IMG_0288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWHzcZe_WI/AAAAAAAAAHw/iw2h2VMl3ic/s320/IMG_0288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225732260499488098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My flowers were wonderful...blue roses, who'da thought?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWHzgmI-sI/AAAAAAAAAH4/aq6o2hln9Zc/s1600-h/IMG_0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWHzgmI-sI/AAAAAAAAAH4/aq6o2hln9Zc/s320/IMG_0294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225732261626313410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin Morgan at my book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWH0Jg0kVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/L6tQ8huBVWg/s1600-h/IMG_0297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWH0Jg0kVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/L6tQ8huBVWg/s320/IMG_0297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225732272609857874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the food...a huge variety of brownies, cream puffs, strawberries, and cheescake bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWJAedp5jI/AAAAAAAAAII/iEUpp4oXZAE/s1600-h/IMG_0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWJAedp5jI/AAAAAAAAAII/iEUpp4oXZAE/s320/IMG_0307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225733583903778354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, so it was cold on June 7th....odd, but Levi was a gentleman (and a scholar) and gave me his suit coat. Sweet, aint he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWJAXrpFHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0oZ_gy70-rE/s1600-h/IMG_0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWJAXrpFHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0oZ_gy70-rE/s320/IMG_0312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225733582083396722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally, the cake cutting. The chocolate made it hard to cut through, so you can see me using my muscles to push our way through :) We skipped the first dance, family dance, bouquet throw...well, pretty much everything else. We changed and ran to the car under sparklers. It was pretty much awesome. We got lost getting to the Inn, but we got there, and I couldnt find the bathroom. another story . anywho, thats the wedding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-8070714034815028959?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/8070714034815028959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=8070714034815028959' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8070714034815028959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/8070714034815028959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/07/wedding-shower-and-more.html' title='The Wedding Shower and more'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SIWFqUNxmOI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oNjGFI_5eTY/s72-c/IMG_0196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-241269734272589617</id><published>2008-07-18T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:39:34.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Knight</title><content type='html'>My handsome honey went to stand in line for the sold-out midnight showing of Dark Knight at 9Pm last night. Me, being the girl that I am, didnt want to stand in line for three hours before sitting for another 2 and a half, so I didnt show up with goodies and drinks until about 10:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SID17EhY2uI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2M2OmjTWDbc/s1600-h/dark+knight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SID17EhY2uI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2M2OmjTWDbc/s320/dark+knight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224445962924645090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat in the dead center of the theatre, and it ROCKED!!! The entire place was silent the whole movie, I got nervous at some parts.....this is a movie we will be purchasin the day it comes out. Oh, I think we will be buying movie tickets to it again sometime next week. Really, you NEED to see this one. I hated the one before this one (I know, I think I'm the only person in the world that did). The joker is how he is meant to be....scary, demented funny. Perfect. Go see this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-241269734272589617?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/241269734272589617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=241269734272589617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/241269734272589617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/241269734272589617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/07/dark-knight.html' title='Dark Knight'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SID17EhY2uI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2M2OmjTWDbc/s72-c/dark+knight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-2478499615169498014</id><published>2008-07-17T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T12:30:20.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A - Attached or single? Attached for a little over a month to Levi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - Best friend? Levi, and then probably Jacey, Chelsea, Shandy, my lil sis, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;C - Cake or pie? usually cake, but I like pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - Day of choice? Any day that includes having a clean house and my husband home and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E - Essential item? my planner. I'm a planning freak and everyone knows it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F - Favorite color? brown. then blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G - Gummy bears or worms?I love glerms... especially the white ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;H - Hometown? Nephi Utah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - Indulgences? Decorations. lots and lots of decorations. and super late night baths. like, 3 am kinda late. guess that makes it early, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J - January or July? January. I love winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K - Kids? We'll start thinking about it next year I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - Life isn't complete without? My Levi, a pirated movie, kettle corn, and a blanket to cuddle under. oh, and decorations for every holiday and season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - Marriage date? 06-07-08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N - Number of brothers and sisters? One older bro,Jace, with a sis-in-law, Candice, and one lil sis, Katelyn. Then I also have two other sis-in-laws, Anne and Rachel.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O - Oranges or apples? Apples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - Phobias or fears? Fear of heights, claustrophobia, agoraphobia, and I think thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Quote?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R - Reason to smile? Seeing my husband wake up in the morning. It's hilarious and adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - Season of choice? Fall. the best smells and decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - Tag someone: Chelsea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U - Unknown fact about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable? artichoke hearts, asparagus, broccoli, cauliflower, and snow peas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W - Worst habit? speaking without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X - X-ray or ultrasound? I've had an x-ray before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y - Your favorite food? seafood, vanilla yogurt with granola, and anything sugary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zodiac sign? Gemini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Levi is the only one for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 – the number of people living in our little apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 – the time I went to sleep last night after watching The Dark Knight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 – the number of cereals in our pantry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - there are five of us in my immediate family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - my favorite number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - The day Levi and i were married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - Jon and Kate plus eight! One of my favorites. ( I left this one from Rachels because I have never missed an episode...I LOVE this show!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - how many months jack has been in Candice (I'm so ready to be an aunt...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 – October...one of my favorite months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-2478499615169498014?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/2478499615169498014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=2478499615169498014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/2478499615169498014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/2478499615169498014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/07/abc-tag.html' title='ABC Tag'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-9081882899461181176</id><published>2008-07-15T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:39:35.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dum, dum, du-dum</title><content type='html'>We did a sort-of dress rehearsal on the 6th in Koosharem in the form of an openhouse. We held it at my in-laws home, and it turned out perfect. I knew quite a few of the people that came (thats kinda what happens when you have been dating for 4 years...). Betsy, Levi's mom, had cheesecake and yummy punch for refreshments ( I told her she could do whatever she wanted). Hmm....I don't think I have any pictures from that one....I'll have to check. There may be pictures later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night before the wedding, the wind was blowing like MAD, and I didnt sleep very well. I was kind of freaking out about everything looking awful. I kept praying that the weather would work out, that it could keep doing this til 10AM, and then it had to be over so we could clean things up. Lo and behold, at 10 AM, the weather turned beautiful!! Prayers were answered, and I relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got everything set up, and we had about an hour and a half before the ceremony, and my dad asked me what music I was going to use for the reception. Well, I hadnt picked any. So whats awesome is my dad threw some stuff together, and it was EXACTLY what I wanted. We played Zeppelin, Jethro Tull, Cream, David Bowie, Heart, and TONS of other awesomely cool bands (did anyone notice when you came to the reception??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0LilSSgEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Ld6ROV3paeE/s1600-h/DSCF1265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0LilSSgEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Ld6ROV3paeE/s320/DSCF1265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223343831571923010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me giving a goofy smile to my man as my daddy walked me up the aisle. I was so collected until my dad wiped a tear from his eye and then I cried like a baby as we walked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0PXKno6iI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pjk1UvSHTd8/s1600-h/DSCF1266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0PXKno6iI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pjk1UvSHTd8/s320/DSCF1266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223348033481665058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There we are with Mayor Jones in my grandma's backyard for the ceremony--- I spent about five minutes on my hair and makeup, which was pretty funny, considering the time I know most girls spend on any average day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0PXRY2aDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/CSGXe2RTFjE/s1600-h/DSCF1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0PXRY2aDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/CSGXe2RTFjE/s320/DSCF1325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223348035298682930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My new in-laws, though it feels like I've been in the family forever! Thats Mark and Rachel, Anne, Ron, Betsy, and of course my handsome husband and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0OScmx6oI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-9m_k3FSbaE/s1600-h/DSCF1307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0OScmx6oI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-9m_k3FSbaE/s320/DSCF1307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223346852898925186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then there is my wonderful family-- my sister-in-law, Candice, is due any minute now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0ORx595zI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vseedzsU_vI/s1600-h/DSCF1296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0ORx595zI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vseedzsU_vI/s320/DSCF1296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223346841436677938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is us, making us official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the reception, we stood in front of the old Ford that belongs to my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0OTUsdROI/AAAAAAAAAGI/juJtoYR7vLA/s1600-h/DSCF1350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0OTUsdROI/AAAAAAAAAGI/juJtoYR7vLA/s320/DSCF1350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223346867955123426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And THAT is my freakin' awesome bouquet. It was my favorite part of the entire thing..well, besides Levi and I actually getting married, of course :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0RP9QbiFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/hmpsRUJq1NE/s1600-h/DSCF1369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0RP9QbiFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/hmpsRUJq1NE/s320/DSCF1369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223350108658829394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0RQWctD9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/jYN4gws_LzI/s1600-h/DSCF1370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0RQWctD9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/jYN4gws_LzI/s320/DSCF1370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223350115421196242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I turned 16, I pretty much had everything a kid could want, so my mom started my trousseau. As these pics show, I now have everything a grown woman could want! It blew me away when I saw everything displayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is the main event. Candice has some better pictures of the tables, flowers, and others, so next time I head to my parents, (which could be soon since she could have Jack today!) I will get those and post them too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-9081882899461181176?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/9081882899461181176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=9081882899461181176' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/9081882899461181176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/9081882899461181176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/07/dum-dum-du-dum.html' title='Dum, dum, du-dum'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SH0LilSSgEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Ld6ROV3paeE/s72-c/DSCF1265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-5979334959093681563</id><published>2008-07-10T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:27:33.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>Obviously, I've been super busy with wedding festivities, so nothing has been updated for months. I'm going to add lots of pics of the wedding, our sweet apartment, and other interesting-to-me-but-maybe-not-to-you things. i suppose you will all just have to suffer through. My sweet husband wrote a little diddy on his blog if you simply can't wait, but Ill include pictures!! Hooray!! ok, more tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-5979334959093681563?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/5979334959093681563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=5979334959093681563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/5979334959093681563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/5979334959093681563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/07/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-5118284740981462955</id><published>2008-05-14T15:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:39:37.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Wedding Pictures</title><content type='html'>My mom was sweet enough to send me a few more of our pictures, so I thought I'd post my new favorites :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCtyOCSuuKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/jppU3unDCEY/s1600-h/monument.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCtyOCSuuKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/jppU3unDCEY/s320/monument.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200375780188534946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is my absolute favorite of the two of us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCtyGiSuuJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/i4ABymriphU/s1600-h/LLC+orchard-favorite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCtyGiSuuJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/i4ABymriphU/s320/LLC+orchard-favorite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200375651339516050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCtyACSuuII/AAAAAAAAAEo/GoZmb1tohTo/s1600-h/Memory+Grove+wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCtyACSuuII/AAAAAAAAAEo/GoZmb1tohTo/s320/Memory+Grove+wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200375539670366338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi is so stinking cute! Yes, I am straddling him, and yes, his tie and my shoes match perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCtx6CSuuHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_g9Lyhc3V40/s1600-h/happy+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCtx6CSuuHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_g9Lyhc3V40/s320/happy+boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200375436591151218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCtxxCSuuGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/k6bKuv_bDRQ/s1600-h/watefall+kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCtxxCSuuGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/k6bKuv_bDRQ/s320/watefall+kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200375281972328546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one is going to be my main bridal picture, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCtxSiSuuFI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aosmzUESjRA/s1600-h/blue+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCtxSiSuuFI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aosmzUESjRA/s320/blue+eyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200374757986318418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anywho, if anything new and exciting happens, I'll let ya'll know. We are having a little shin-dig at my moms house this coming Sunday at five, so if anyone is bored and in town and didn't happen to get an invite, come on over. Nothing big, just a little food and games to celebrate Levi and I :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-5118284740981462955?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/5118284740981462955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=5118284740981462955' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/5118284740981462955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/5118284740981462955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-wedding-pictures.html' title='More Wedding Pictures'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCtyOCSuuKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/jppU3unDCEY/s72-c/monument.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-280667828192490344</id><published>2008-05-09T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:39:39.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dressy Pics</title><content type='html'>We got our wedding attire pictures taken yesterday (I cant call them bridals when the guy is involved, right?) and they turned out GREAT! Camille is wonderful to work with and I happily stole these pictures from her website (allinaframephotography.blogspot.com) for your enjoyment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCUz0XzfX0I/AAAAAAAAADA/nppNtDeH2Kw/s1600-h/artsy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCUz0XzfX0I/AAAAAAAAADA/nppNtDeH2Kw/s320/artsy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198618319705300802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCUz0XzfX1I/AAAAAAAAADI/YoMCrIVpArc/s1600-h/harem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCUz0XzfX1I/AAAAAAAAADI/YoMCrIVpArc/s320/harem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198618319705300818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look really close in the next picture, you can see the deer that was in the orchard with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCUz0nzfX2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/bG7uzzojXMo/s1600-h/orchard+us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCUz0nzfX2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/bG7uzzojXMo/s320/orchard+us.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198618324000268130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCUz0nzfX3I/AAAAAAAAADY/Bhq2MGa5pEw/s1600-h/portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCUz0nzfX3I/AAAAAAAAADY/Bhq2MGa5pEw/s320/portrait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198618324000268146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCUz03zfX4I/AAAAAAAAADg/d6QFhbkI968/s1600-h/serious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCUz03zfX4I/AAAAAAAAADg/d6QFhbkI968/s320/serious.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198618328295235458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super excited to see how the rest of them turned out. At the very end of our day, while at Memory Grove, some doofus with 5 dogs that werent on leashes jumped onto my dress after coming down from a trail. Yes, they were dirty, muddy, and puppies. Needless to say, Levi and I (and Camille and Ben and Katelyn) were quite grouchy. But at least it was at the end of the day, they didnt dirty it too bad, and nothing tore. I'll probably post a lot more pics on facebook when i get them, so check them out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-280667828192490344?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/280667828192490344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=280667828192490344' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/280667828192490344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/280667828192490344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-got-our-wedding-attire-pictures.html' title='The Dressy Pics'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SCUz0XzfX0I/AAAAAAAAADA/nppNtDeH2Kw/s72-c/artsy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-5842853236211430067</id><published>2008-05-04T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:58:10.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Dont Wedding To-Do Lists End??</title><content type='html'>So I keep thinking that I am coming to the end of things to do with the wedding, considering its only 33 days away, and yet, every time I get down to the bottom of my list, something else pops up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, I picked out my flower arrangements. But then, I had to decide on flower arrangements for my bouquet, the men, sisters, etc. Why should I have to do that when I made the basic decision?! Can't the flower lady just make something nice?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, things I hadn't thought of are being added: car insurance. Renters insurance. Name changes on credit cards, loan papers that I don't qualify for until we are officially married and yet are due two weeks later, meaning all the name changing has to be done BEFORE all that to prove I'm really married!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should have eloped a year ago :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-5842853236211430067?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/5842853236211430067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=5842853236211430067' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/5842853236211430067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/5842853236211430067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-dont-wedding-to-do-lists-end.html' title='Why Dont Wedding To-Do Lists End??'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211994358076625262.post-2443448143482106228</id><published>2008-05-01T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T16:33:11.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here We Are!!</title><content type='html'>So, here we are!! Levi and I are FINALLY getting married, so we too are joining the blogging world. Quick catch up for everyone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We have been engaged for over a year (he proposed Jan 12, 2007, at one in the morning!)&lt;br /&gt;-Our wedding date is 06/07/08&lt;br /&gt;-We will be in Cedar City for another year while Levi finishes his final year of school and I begin work on my second bachelors degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't really take a lot of pictures, but I'm trying to change that in order for people who have the same size attention span as me when reading blogs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess we'll see how this goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5211994358076625262-2443448143482106228?l=lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/feeds/2443448143482106228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5211994358076625262&amp;postID=2443448143482106228' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/2443448143482106228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5211994358076625262/posts/default/2443448143482106228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynleyandlevi.blogspot.com/2008/05/here-we-are.html' title='Here We Are!!'/><author><name>Lynley and Levi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06083280461420423909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3klq0ra1K_A/SBv2r4P9SOI/AAAAAAAAACc/qz-SEu32ee8/S220/IMG_22401.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
