<?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-44149256725150727</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:12:14.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Precious Blessings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-5688867782137889122</id><published>2010-05-17T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T12:48:25.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels Among us....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Every day, I try to find the wonderful things that other's are doing.&lt;br /&gt;I see lot's of angels walking among us, and figured we should notice this more often.&lt;br /&gt;Most recently, I am seeing a community come together, for the reason, of a little angel, whose time was cut short here on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Little Ethan Stacy.....&lt;br /&gt;On Facebook, their are numerous groups dedicated to this little boy, whom most of us didn't even know, yet, his story has touched us one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;People are offering burial plots, money, services and more, for complete strangers. Wow! This is truly what paying it forward means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay it forward people! We one day could be on the receiving end, and would appreciate all the help offered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We are not immune from diseases, housefires, automobile accidents, horriffic deaths and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   Why not help others, especially if you are in a place, where you can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It isn't just money that helps, it is effort, a shoulder, and your heart filled with love and empathy for others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; The little things DO count, trust me. The little notes, the prayer at night, the thought that goes along with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Open your hearts, open your mind, and get creative with ways to help others. Without eachother, we are nothing. Remember that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To end this post, thank the Lord for what you do have, and don't focus on what you do not have. Love others, and always be someone to help. Service of others brings such great feelings to you. Your heart fills with so much happiness. I am one who lives this, so I definitely, practice what I preach when it comes to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If someone runs out of gas, buy a little for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If someone is broken down, help them push their car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If someone can't pay the utility bill, help with that, or gather help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mow a neighbors yard who isn't as able to do that as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Teach a child to love others, and help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cash in your coin jars, and kids jars, and donate the money to a foundation or cause you want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Open the door in a store for others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Help someone with their groceries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Great examples of how to be on of the angels walking amongst us....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; 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HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437360164679404178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/S3ViQuuTSpI/AAAAAAAAAcM/d6v4SFoRUas/s320/Family+Picture+Miller.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/S3ViQAGTiQI/AAAAAAAAAcE/joxoDnUCTyk/s1600-h/rib2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 95px; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437360152163617026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/S3ViQAGTiQI/AAAAAAAAAcE/joxoDnUCTyk/s320/rib2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/S3ViP-7a2hI/AAAAAAAAAb8/-d3mgTRT-XA/s1600-h/0000546729-01-1_183001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 120px; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437360151849523730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/S3ViP-7a2hI/AAAAAAAAAb8/-d3mgTRT-XA/s320/0000546729-01-1_183001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This week has been a rollercoaster of emotions, at our household.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sunday night, around half time of the super bowl, my dad noticed a firetruck 3 houses up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As I sat thinking, " I hope it is not Christi" my feeling went away, as she had CONQUERED breast cancer, so I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Apparently, it had spread to her spine and lungs, leaving her bedridden, and spending months at a time in the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;How did I not know this? Braxton plays with her two boys......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sure enough, the ambulance, took her away, and apparently, within the hour, she passed away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1 good thing: She was watching the superbowl with her family, kids, siblings, parents, etc. She was able to see most of them, and how special that had to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Christi was a private lady, 32 years old, married, and had 3 boys, 2 of which are 4 and 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She was always outside with her kids while they played, and so welcoming of the other kids to come around too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I had the opportunity after my surgery to really have a heart to heart with her, where she spoke of her breast cancer battle, her life, her kids and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That day was quite an inspiring one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You see, I have only known 1 other person that passed away from Breast cancer, my aunt. I am so hurt to say, that I did not know her well, as I was an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I was not there for my cousins, when she passed, nor my uncle. Certainly not because I didn't want to be, but because I didn't know how, and here I am, almost a stranger to my own family, how will they react to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That was just plain stupid of me~ In the past few years, I have been so lucky to get to know these cousins, and how beautiful they are inside and out. I have also been lucky to get to know my aunt better, through them. They are amazing! They watched their mother battle this sickness, helped and loved her through it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Even my uncle ( as we know, a lot of men can't handle this ) was by her side, taking care of her, showing that unconditional love he had for her. So deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So here I sit, wondering what to do to help, thinking I should back off.... Nope, not me, I am not doing that again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am going to help, love, or whatever either close or from a distance. These two little boys are Braxton's buddies. They are my buddies too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She welcomed my son, I welcome theirs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Braxton really wanted to do something for them, so we took over a basket of games and books yesterday, expecting to be turned away, but nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;With all of the sorrow and pain, this man is going through, he reached out, patted Braxton on the head, and said Hi Bud! WOW! How inspiring. In his hurt, he still knows to love. How come we all can't be like this? This shows me, what a great, loving, WONDERFUL, family they really are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So, the inspiring part?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am on a mission! Nope, sorry family, not an LDS one! A Breast Cancer one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I WANT TO HELP!~ WE NEED TO HELP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So, my next show, and those after are going to be dedicated to the people diagnosed with breast cancer, AND THEIR FAMILIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I want them to know that they are loved, and will never be forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We will be doing raffles at our shows, with the ticket sales going to the families of a loss, or the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.komen.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Susan G Komen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; foundation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I will also be selling breast cancer ribbon jewelry, pens and more, and donating 100% of the profit, again, to the families, or the foundations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What more can WE do? Let's wear those ribbons, let's wear pink, or red, or whatever color to show support, let's donate time, energy, and money to these wonderful foundations and people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You never know, it could be you, or someone you love, or even it has been you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Let's find a cure! We are losing so many beautiful people in this world, to such a sad, sickness, and you know what, it is not just the person diagnosed with cancer that has it, it is the ENTIRE FAMILY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Please help, you can click on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.komen.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Susan G Komen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Link to make a donation, or come out to one of our shows and buy a raffle ticket, or better yet, a ribbon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I want to end this with telling my beautiful cousins:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am so sorry for the loss of your mother. I am so sorry for not being there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love you all, and am here for you now. There is nothing I wouldn't do for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Your mother loved you each so much, and your memories of her will be what you have left to cherish and share with your children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You can see pic's of the items on my blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tinkerbearboutique.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tinker Bear Boutique&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-7157849826926871098?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/7157849826926871098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=7157849826926871098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/7157849826926871098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/7157849826926871098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2010/02/inspiring-yet-sad-week.html' title='Inspiring, yet sad week...'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/S3ViQuuTSpI/AAAAAAAAAcM/d6v4SFoRUas/s72-c/Family+Picture+Miller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-6419995341776314243</id><published>2009-11-29T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T17:53:20.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxMlPnZPZEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Tu2DCeAq4U4/s1600/familypic09+091fix2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 271px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409708527605212226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxMlPnZPZEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Tu2DCeAq4U4/s320/familypic09+091fix2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxMlPZRdZ-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/ynCS_cLHkd0/s1600/familypic09+095fix.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409708523814479842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxMlPZRdZ-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/ynCS_cLHkd0/s320/familypic09+095fix.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxMlOyasFZI/AAAAAAAAAbA/otlylFgbW0c/s1600/familypic09+164fix.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409708513384207762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxMlOyasFZI/AAAAAAAAAbA/otlylFgbW0c/s320/familypic09+164fix.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxMlOaWxoVI/AAAAAAAAAa4/CY2NlICtDHY/s1600/familypic09+152fix2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409708506925343058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxMlOaWxoVI/AAAAAAAAAa4/CY2NlICtDHY/s320/familypic09+152fix2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxMlN5UE-RI/AAAAAAAAAaw/wN-RiVt-Gvg/s1600/familypic09+172fix.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409708498055657746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxMlN5UE-RI/AAAAAAAAAaw/wN-RiVt-Gvg/s320/familypic09+172fix.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The month of November is almost over... We are embarking on the Holidays, the grand one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I think of all the things I have to be thankful for, and don't have enough time to write them all down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I am so thankful for having such a blessed life. There are so many people out there that have it worse than I,, or don't feel as blessed as Ido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We are all so blessed, in so many, different ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We have our health, our families, our friends. We have homes we live in, cars we drive, and jobs to support us. A lot of this, we take for granted way to much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;When I was a young girl, I wanted badly to be two things in this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have accomplished both of these things, not mastered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1. a Wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2. a Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I feel that without eachother, these are nothing to me. I needed to love someone with all of my heart, and I needed that love back. I get this from Joe. He gives me such unconditional love and support, that at times, I feel I don't deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Talk about unconditional love. My kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Braxton is my prince Charming, my romance, my little rock. He is always there telling me how pretty and "skinny" I am. Always mentioning how he wants to buy me diamonds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;He is there to wipe my tears, and also to hear my apoligies, when I am not the most perfect mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My little Brynlee, our princess. She has taught me so much in her short 1 1/2 years with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Her smile, her soft cry, her words that only I can understand. Her hugs and now her kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The way she looks at me, the way I look at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I never felt such a deep love, until these two appeared in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I can never forget the true unconditional love, that of my 4 legged kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My Smokey, bless his soul, left me 2 years ago, and it still feels like just yesterday. My heart aches to hold him, to be yelled at by him, to hear his purr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My sweet best friend in the UNIVERSE, my Bebe a Lebe, my Sassy Jo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;She has been with me for 16 + years, and never leaves me. She understands me, and loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My Scooby Snax... Her chunkiness, her loving personality, and the thump as she jumps on my lap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Deezer Liz, Gizmo... Circus Kitty jumps, the lick of my nose, the rubbing on my head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;B Ball, Snow ball. His snuggles into my neck, and lips kisses no one can match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Our Sweet Molly, oh how she has brought so much joy to our family. Her puppy personality, yet her motherly touch to our kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Max... My little guard dog, my mushy face. He is always there at my feet in the morning, and in my bed at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Our little Trixie Lou Who.( Turtle) We love her so, we let her roam on the kitchen floor, take her outside in the summer, and let her get lost, where Molly can find her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My house is a full one, but such a happy one too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I hope everyone had a beautiful thanksgiving, and gave thanks to the man above for all of the wondrous things he has provided us with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-6419995341776314243?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/6419995341776314243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=6419995341776314243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/6419995341776314243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/6419995341776314243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2009/11/blessings.html' title='Blessings...'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxMlPnZPZEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Tu2DCeAq4U4/s72-c/familypic09+091fix2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-5214502603276030323</id><published>2009-10-30T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T09:36:11.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost Time!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SusVvBzhpBI/AAAAAAAAAao/xRSdNShB4aw/s1600-h/Jen+e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 212px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398432476016256018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SusVvBzhpBI/AAAAAAAAAao/xRSdNShB4aw/s320/Jen+e.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SusVuvWe8TI/AAAAAAAAAag/7j_VfE1A0iE/s1600-h/jen+4+e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398432471062606130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SusVuvWe8TI/AAAAAAAAAag/7j_VfE1A0iE/s320/jen+4+e.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SusVuYhW8eI/AAAAAAAAAaY/LxaPpOaJeVg/s1600-h/jen+5+e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398432464934203874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SusVuYhW8eI/AAAAAAAAAaY/LxaPpOaJeVg/s320/jen+5+e.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SusVuMAdHJI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/KFLnOTajvNk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398432461574970514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SusVuMAdHJI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/KFLnOTajvNk/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We are so stinking excited, at the Morton household, for HALLOWEEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We have our costumes, and our house and yard decorated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It has been a fun month, with a Trick or Treat Bootique, and school things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Braxton this year, is now " Jedi". He picked out the costume while we were at Disney World in Sept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He has been invited to his first Hallween Party, which is today. He is super excited, to work some jedi powers on the other kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Brynlee was spoiled, and our wonderful friend Rozzi, made her costume. She is Snow White.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;She doesn't have the dark hair anymore, but maybe Snow White, wanted to lighten up her locks anyway, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Joe is going to be a Pirate! Boy am I excited for that one! He has the whole get up, and I am hoping to get some pic's done tomorrow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me, well, I am spoiled too, and Rozzi custom made my costume, and I will be Snow White too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I will have the hair though, and the horrible red lipstick, and bright red cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We have Miko, Brian and their kids coming over tomorrow, along with Crumpa. He is going to take the kids out trick or treating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We will also go and visit Great Grandma Wilson, so she can see the kids in their costumes, and afterwards, may hit a mall for some trick or treating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pizza for dinner, and a spooky yard for our guests.... I can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here are some pic's from the show, in my costume, and also some phone pic's of the kids in theirs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hope everyone has a safe, but FUN halloween!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-5214502603276030323?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/5214502603276030323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=5214502603276030323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/5214502603276030323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/5214502603276030323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-almost-time.html' title='It&apos;s almost Time!!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SusVvBzhpBI/AAAAAAAAAao/xRSdNShB4aw/s72-c/Jen+e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-1227524680202336413</id><published>2009-10-25T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T07:50:20.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a sounding board....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I will apologize first, if this gets to long. I am in much need of a sounding board, and am going to use my chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past month has been hell around here. Not with Joe and I, but with people in our lives!!!&lt;br /&gt;It really started in July, when we found out that yet again, Joe's family has been running their mouths. A lot of hurtful things were said and blame put on us, for things we did not do, but they did.&lt;br /&gt;At that point, after 13 years of this, Joe had had enough and called his mom to confront her.&lt;br /&gt;She indirectly admitted to something, and denied the rest. You would think an apology would have come at some point, but did not.&lt;br /&gt;Well, she didn't call Joe for a few months, at the point, when she did, apparently, he wouldn't take her calls. ( I don't know for sure, as this was while he was at work.)&lt;br /&gt;Now, for the past 13 yrs. these people have blamed me for everything under the sun, refusing to put the blame on Joe for the things he was doing or not doing. You see, I want you all to know that I have had a gun to his head for 13 yrs. Yes, you know me!!! I am evil, a bitch, and dislike people for no reason at all. So, I wonder why I get called a rug, if these things are true? Something to think about, right?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Joe's mom FINALLY called our house in October, yes October. June-October?&lt;br /&gt;Leaving a message, crying that she wanted to see the kids, still no apology, as I don't deserve one and neither does Joe.&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all of this, we have heard from Joe's dad few times, but no sibling calls.&lt;br /&gt;Now, the same week that his mother called, his uncle ( STEP UNCLE ) decide to post something nasty about Joe on a mutual friends facebook site. Let me rewind a bit, about a month ago, this same man, also posted some very hurtful things about me on MY FACEBOOK SITE. Do you think anyone stood up for me, I think not.... Also, his cousin, posted some opionionated things on my site , and with the combination of both, Joe decided to delete his family off of my site, minus a handful. But, again, that was me with my gun.......&lt;br /&gt;So, after Joe's uncles nasty remarks about Joe's BALLS, I decided enough was enough. I am so done with the mudslinging, and I will confront who Joe and I feel is responsible, his mother and step dad.&lt;br /&gt;So I place the call, of course after talking to Joe about it first. It was a 4 minute message I left her. Mind you, I did not swear or name call, but I was very stern and brutally honest.&lt;br /&gt;You see, with all this going on for 13 years, all my son knows of them is the way they hurt me. They have said and done things in front of him, that had him in tears, and by this point, Braxton is walking around saying" She isn't my grandma". Yes, he is young, but a very wise child. He can tell my emotions, and he can see the way they treat me.&lt;br /&gt;So I mention in the call the way Braxton feels and the way her son feels, and that her issues are with him, as I no longer want anything to do with Joe's family. Please forgive me, but 13 years of being blamed, back stabbed, you name it, and I am done dealing with them. I don't owe them anything. I don't want negative people in my life. That is it, period! Nor around my children, when these same people yell at me inside restaurants, and you know why? Because I was helping her son and his family in a time of need. Just so you know, they don't like his wife either, or they didn't for 22 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me, I am the one who always stands up for people, therefor I am the bitch. I figure if you want to sling mud, do it fairly. This family doesn't know how to do that. I don't have anything to say that I won't or haven't said to your face, and further more, I don't appreciate being blamed for words that I DID NOT SAY, that someone else did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after this phone call, it has been peaceful. No drama coming into my facebook, or emails. My phone is not ringing, well, it only rang that one time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for making her feel bad, as I am quite certain that is what happened, and although I wanted to apologize, I did not. Why? I am done. Just done with it all. I have never gotten an apology from them, never will, and I meant business with that call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets even more sad. So Joe proceeds to tell me how he really doesn't know his family, he never has, and that it has just been control things with them. He mentioned something that if I heard my brother say, I would just die of a broken heart. I can not repeat it. That is for him to tell his siblings, not me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I have come to learn a lot in life, and I can appreciate a lot more by having the knowledge I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come in and out of your life for a reason. This is true, however, when people are a constant negative, unsupportive, un kind, then you have that choice whether you continue to let such people stay in your life. I have made my choice and so has Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing they never could learn is to shut their damn mouths. They would talk to whoever would listen. Trust me, I have had people I don't know confront me on things, or things said that I only knew came from them. So you would think the philosophy of " I don't have to go home with them at night" would work, it doesn't. You know, there are 3 sides to a story, his. hers and the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent years feeling about myself, the way they try to make me look to others. I feel ugly, and mean, and unloved. Well, sorry. Those days are over. I am not ugly, nor mean, or even unloved.&lt;br /&gt;I have a huge support system in my life, from my side of the family, to friends. I don't need them.&lt;br /&gt;Now, for future reference, I did take the gun down away from Joe's pretty face and told him that he could go see these people if he ever wanted to. My only stipulation is the kids don't go without me. If these people will tear me apart in front of my kids, what will they do when I am not there?&lt;br /&gt;You would think they would have enough respect for me, that I gave birth to these kids, but maybe Joe did that on his own. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel strongly that family is not who you are born with or into, but those that you choose to love and who choose to love you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think anyone deserves to be abused in such manners by family, and that it is okay, because they are family. If people truly loved their family, they would love them for who they are, not criticize them for the person they aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all people, I have LDS friends, Catholic friends, gay, lesbian and straight friends. I have hispanic, white and african american friends. I have friend with college degrees, many without, friends with kids, friends without.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I may not always agree with what they do, but that is what makes our relationships so wonderful. We have knowledge to gain from one another. I am not in their shoes, nor they in mine. We don't always see eye to eye, but we always feel our hearts to heart.&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you who support me and continue to do so. I love that you have let me into your lives to get to know you better, and further more, have taken the time to do the same back with me.&lt;br /&gt;You know, I have gotten really tired of always being the one to initiate relationships. Always make the call, so I really appreciate when you all do that for me.&lt;br /&gt;I know our lives get busy, I know we have families, but you should know that I am always thinking of you in some way or another, and that I love you dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-1227524680202336413?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/1227524680202336413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=1227524680202336413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/1227524680202336413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/1227524680202336413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-need-sounding-board.html' title='I need a sounding board....'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-6684289804105418681</id><published>2009-10-11T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T08:43:36.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI1NTI3NTc5MTA*MiZwdD*xMjU1Mjc1ODEzMDExJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz1mN2M5YzBlMDAwMjA*YjIyODIxYmUyODc4ZDc2NDJlMyZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s641.photobucket.com/albums/uu139/tinkerbearboutique/?action=view&amp;current=trickortreatboutique09.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu139/tinkerbearboutique/trickortreatboutique09.jpg" border="0" alt="Trick or Treat Spooktacular Bootique"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-6684289804105418681?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/6684289804105418681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=6684289804105418681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/6684289804105418681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/6684289804105418681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2009/10/trick-or-treat-spooktacular-bootique.html' title=''/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-5799443565174231937</id><published>2009-09-03T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T17:40:04.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BRAXTON IS 5 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBhsGfWeSI/AAAAAAAAAZw/_9-biBRIelg/s1600-h/2009pics+1013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377405365364619554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBhsGfWeSI/AAAAAAAAAZw/_9-biBRIelg/s320/2009pics+1013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBhrkbbg9I/AAAAAAAAAZo/euN7w_DWfDo/s1600-h/2009pics+1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377405356221367250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBhrkbbg9I/AAAAAAAAAZo/euN7w_DWfDo/s320/2009pics+1000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBhq7fVVGI/AAAAAAAAAZg/BS9XIgFrA4w/s1600-h/2009pics+993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377405345231885410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBhq7fVVGI/AAAAAAAAAZg/BS9XIgFrA4w/s320/2009pics+993.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBhqN5yXNI/AAAAAAAAAZY/8AL9rs2ivjk/s1600-h/2009pics+994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377405332994809042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBhqN5yXNI/AAAAAAAAAZY/8AL9rs2ivjk/s320/2009pics+994.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBhpVWb1cI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Tvbj1jhdas8/s1600-h/2009pics+986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377405317814146498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBhpVWb1cI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Tvbj1jhdas8/s320/2009pics+986.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Braxton is 5 now! He celebrated with a pizza and movie party with his friends from the neighborhood and school. Was that a crazy day or what? Too many kids, too little adults to handle them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;He was spoiled rotten with gifts and attention, and even with the food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;He had cupcakes to serve and the pizza didn't last long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Miko and Brian came up and helped with the kids, and let's just say, the kids won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;All in all it was a funtabulous day for my little man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We also went to dinner at Tepanyaki to celebrate with Grandma &amp;amp; Crumpa Wilson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sushi and chopsticks is the only way to celebrate!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-5799443565174231937?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/5799443565174231937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=5799443565174231937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/5799443565174231937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/5799443565174231937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2009/09/braxton-is-5.html' title='BRAXTON IS 5 !'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBhsGfWeSI/AAAAAAAAAZw/_9-biBRIelg/s72-c/2009pics+1013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-4790708153849445080</id><published>2009-09-03T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T17:24:39.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Preschool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBcfHyicuI/AAAAAAAAAYY/PqTrfgKt_68/s1600-h/2009pics+1190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377399644817093346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBcfHyicuI/AAAAAAAAAYY/PqTrfgKt_68/s320/2009pics+1190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBcepTri1I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/fDPF36Ms0Bc/s1600-h/2009pics+1198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377399636634602322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBcepTri1I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/fDPF36Ms0Bc/s320/2009pics+1198.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBceNsprGI/AAAAAAAAAYI/2LoofJLDJig/s1600-h/2009pics+1194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377399629223144546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBceNsprGI/AAAAAAAAAYI/2LoofJLDJig/s320/2009pics+1194.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBcdcbL1UI/AAAAAAAAAYA/eNnligHl_DE/s1600-h/2009pics+1192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377399615996548418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBcdcbL1UI/AAAAAAAAAYA/eNnligHl_DE/s320/2009pics+1192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Wow! Tears of joy! The last day of preschool for Braxton, and now looking upon Kindergarten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;My baby is 5, and going on 20 already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Not much of a summer ahead, due to my recovery, but we will fit in some fun times, fun visits, and of course, SCHOOL SHOPPING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Braxton had some wonderful teachers at preschool. He also made some awesome friends, Ian is one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;He and Braxton have been going to preschool together for the past two years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Both the boys are quite sad that they won't be going to the same elementary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Joe, Brynlee and I really enjoyed their last day program. They had an adorable video of all the kids and teachers, sang songs, told stories and served treats afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We are all excited for our new adventure with Midgie ( Braxton )!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-4790708153849445080?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/4790708153849445080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=4790708153849445080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4790708153849445080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4790708153849445080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-day-of-preschool.html' title='Last Day of Preschool!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBcfHyicuI/AAAAAAAAAYY/PqTrfgKt_68/s72-c/2009pics+1190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-7296166579605543395</id><published>2009-08-12T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T17:29:32.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBfW5Ywl4I/AAAAAAAAAZA/d4IHQfi-AvQ/s1600-h/2009pics+1199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377402802046801794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBfW5Ywl4I/AAAAAAAAAZA/d4IHQfi-AvQ/s320/2009pics+1199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SoM8s2aeBVI/AAAAAAAAAX4/opzzgQ1AzIo/s1600-h/0511-0709-2617-3404_Surgeon_Working_on_a_Patient_clipart_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369201921974207826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SoM8s2aeBVI/AAAAAAAAAX4/opzzgQ1AzIo/s400/0511-0709-2617-3404_Surgeon_Working_on_a_Patient_clipart_image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This summer has been a crazy one. I made some decisions rather fast, and don't regret them one bit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In June, after months of doing the gym thing 5 days a week, sometimes 2 hrs. each day, I made an appointment with my doctor to find out why I was not losing any weight, and hardly any inches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My trainer Fallon and I were convinced that something was wrong with my metabolism, still think there is.... Well after a $400+ visit, nothing was wrong with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So after much frustration and tears, Joe had a talk with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He mentioned how I had always wanted to reduce the size of my chest, along with getting that "skin" taken off from my pregnancies.... Well, I made an appointment with a plastic surgeon, Dr. Motoki for a consult. I had the intentions to visit with many more doctors before I made my decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Naomi and I went to the appointment. I undressed and blew Naomi away! All of this sagging, and skin laid hidden in my clothing, until now. The truth about me is out!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The doc and an assistant, Bonnie, came in. I felt so comfortable, and yet nervous at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What a reality check this was for me. They measured my breasts at an E, yes, E for elephant!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;After visiting with him, it was off to discuss options. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Naomi initially made the date for me, and I just followed up with it. It was set, July 22nd. A new me was on it's way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Immediately, my whole innerself went through a makeover. I was not depressed, ashamed, embarrassed, I was excited and yet relieved!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I was going to have both procedures done, and was ready for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Recovery was to be 6-8 weeks, but with this story, I was only allowed 4 days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So the date comes, I go in, I come out. My mom is here to help out with the kids for 11 days, I should be ready for the world after some relaxing, little did I know.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My mom slowly was becoming irritable. All I could do was lay on the couch, and get up to walk every so often. The pain was minimal, lucky for me, Naomi spent the next 4 days here at my side constantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I had 4 drain tubes that needed to be measured and drained, tubes to be milked, wraps to be put on, Ted hose to be put on also, and pills to be taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Into day 3, my mom is obviously on edge. I confronted her with offering a break, and at that point she blew. Poor Naomi was here to hear it all. My mom stood at the stairs while I laid on the couch, yelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A few hours later, I thought she had cooled down, well, nope. She came up stairs, informed me that she would be leaving the next morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What can I say? I just smirked, knowing this was expected, and scrambled to figure out what I was going to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Naomi and I left the house. I felt so betrayed!! How could a mother do this to her child, and yet even her grand children? My poor kids felt she hated them, and poor Brax, the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So the next morning, now word, letter, nothing, and my mom was gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To this day, I have not gotten a call, and don't expect to. I don't think I have much to say to her at this point, as she really left Joe and my kids hanging and that is where my anger stems from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sooooo, Naomi and Joe managed to start getting me moving as I knew that Monday, I would be home alone with the kids. I can not lift Bryn, and am very limited as to what I can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I got showered, and got a new attitude. I can DO THIS! and I DID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Monday came, Joe left for work, and I managed the house. Now, no housework was done, meals were heated, but hey, Joe came home to a house of smiling faces. WE HAD DONE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;With the help from my then 5 yr. old, now 20 year old Braxton, we handled it all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We had Nay come in and check on us from time to time, but my partner in crime, Brax, managed to be my hands and legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Wednesday following my surgery, I was to be in Ogden for a 3 day outdoor show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My dad really stepped up to the plate on this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He came up to the hotel on Wed. night, he and Rose, and He and Joe set me up Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Joe and I manned the booth all day Thursday, and that night, Joe and Rose both had to leave, so it was us Wilson's left, to take care of 2 kids. 1 Gimp, and 1 old man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, Dad got stuck on poopy diaper duty, and didn't complain much. Now if Bryn could talk, it would be fun to see what she thinks about that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My dad and I on little sleep, did the show, in the heat, on the asphalt, and had a blast doing it. Okay, so the pain pills helped a little, wooo hooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The show didn't have many sales, but there was hidden blessings inside of it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now, I am recovering just fine. My breasts are tiny, my tummy is tight, and I feel so BEAUTIFUL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I have not felt beautiful since I had Braxton. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If asked if I would do this all over again, you gotta be kidding me...... HELL YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hopefully I will have pictures to post soon. I didn't get any before ones, but am hoping my doc posts them on his site. If he does, I will post the link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am so proud of myself for doing this. I am so thankful for my hubby, kids, Naomi and my dad, for helping me through it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Til Next Time.....&lt;/span&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/44149256725150727-7296166579605543395?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/7296166579605543395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=7296166579605543395' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/7296166579605543395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/7296166579605543395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-new-life.html' title='My New Life!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SqBfW5Ywl4I/AAAAAAAAAZA/d4IHQfi-AvQ/s72-c/2009pics+1199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-4233378970625730745</id><published>2009-05-19T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:03:27.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The show from HELL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wake up Saturday morning, nervous and excited for my big show at South &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Towne&lt;/span&gt; Expo.&lt;br /&gt;The drive over is great, got the kids in the car, and Britney Spears blasting for me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Brax&lt;/span&gt; to sing along to.&lt;br /&gt;We arrive and I head into the expo. Got the tune " On my radar" going through my head.....&lt;br /&gt;It is 7:30, and my event manager is supposed to be here to let me in my rooms so we can start mapping it out, and taping it off, for the booths....&lt;br /&gt;Well, he isn't.&lt;br /&gt;I find someone, who let's me in my rooms, when I then realize that my 3 rooms, are only 2 rooms.&lt;br /&gt;Joe peaks into the 3rd room to find a billion chairs set up for some sort of conference, and the wall divider still in place.&lt;br /&gt;We don't panic, instead we start taping off what we can.&lt;br /&gt;Finally at about 8 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;, my manager shows up, and drops the BOMB!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2 out of 4 shows going on today have been cancelled, and you know what? Those 2 were the big ones!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't panic again, since I had placed that AWESOME ad in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;trib&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;deseret&lt;/span&gt; news. Hello, my show is just fine!!!&lt;br /&gt;So I decide to pull a vendor meeting to notify them of this, and give them the option of not working Sunday if it is slow.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is where it all starts hitting the fan.....&lt;br /&gt;I have 1 vendor set up and immediately tear down ( forgetting to pay me the booth fee) then about 2 hrs. later, the seated massage people are outta there! Oh yeah, at about 2 a jewelry vendor decides to leave, starting a whole ricochet effect with vendors. They are all tearing down, and the show is supposed to go til 6. Well, 7 out of my 25 or so vendors decide to stay with me, and try again for Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;You know, if is hard when you feel as if you let other people down, but you know what? I will be damned if I blame myself for this. It was outta my hands, and I NEED TO MAKE THE BEST OF THIS CRAPPY SITUATION! So I did!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I found out we had 123 people walk through our show on Sat. and Sunday, I was able to get to know my vendors, get work done, network a little, and even visit with my uncle Lonnie for a few......&lt;br /&gt;The day turned out to be one of the best, as I learned how much DRIVE I have. I am determined to do this! I am committed, and I will ride out the storm! I also have a few others that are willing to do it with me, I couldn't be more lucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-4233378970625730745?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/4233378970625730745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=4233378970625730745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4233378970625730745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4233378970625730745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2009/05/show-from-hell.html' title='The show from HELL'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-9068737883247139939</id><published>2009-05-13T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:48:09.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch, I am getting DIZZY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okay, so as I posted last, I bought a gym membership. Can I say that, that was the best thing I have done all year?&lt;br /&gt;Boy, what a reality check to be weighed, pinched, and all, by someone other than myself, friends or family. A STRANGER!&lt;br /&gt;Fallon, she is my trainer, was worth in one visit, the cost of all 3!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am comfortable with her, and do not feel the judgement that I even sometimes feel from friends.&lt;br /&gt;I worked out with her today, and oh my hell!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was doing some step things, and started getting dizzy. Yes, dizzy enough that I about passed out in the gym!&lt;br /&gt;So, Fallon was off to get me a powerade, and it did help. Apparently, my blood sugar was QUITE LOW! I didn't eat long enough before my workout, and so I hadn't started digesting stuff. I would have never known that much. I guess I should have had the egg this morning , for some protein instead of the 1/2 cup of oatmeal, and fat free yoplait yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;I am on a 1400 calorie a day diet, and you know what? I can still have CARBS!! Yes, CARBS!!&lt;br /&gt;I have been having wheat bagels, wheat pasta ( not as yucky as I remember).&lt;br /&gt;I got rid of the pop AGAIN, but am on crystal light and am loving it!&lt;br /&gt;So, later today, Joe came home early, and we were off to the gym again.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am really getting some awesome support from the hubby. He joined with me, FOR me, against his will, and it is sooooo nice having him with me. He has hopped on this lil diet part too, and didn't complain at dinner tonight.&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking to get healthier, lose weight, etc. It is MUCH nicer to have someone supporting you, whether it is a friend, or your spouse.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get some of my friends going with me too. I think we could teach each other a few tricks, not to mention, get to hang out, without the kids! How much fun would that be?&lt;br /&gt;Who is up for it?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for listening to my fun, yet embarassing experience at the gym today. At least I didn't fart doing sit ups or something like that, YET..............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-9068737883247139939?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/9068737883247139939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=9068737883247139939' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/9068737883247139939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/9068737883247139939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2009/05/ouch-i-am-getting-dizzy.html' title='Ouch, I am getting DIZZY!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-7318127617215815483</id><published>2009-05-10T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:03:50.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long ago.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SgeVMCa8pdI/AAAAAAAAAXg/HHOxKmAJzBw/s1600-h/11-22-08+263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334396317684508114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SgeVMCa8pdI/AAAAAAAAAXg/HHOxKmAJzBw/s400/11-22-08+263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SgeVL2x6_KI/AAAAAAAAAXY/qpZYGA0mOl0/s1600-h/logo_v1_m56577569831500502.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334396314559642786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 35px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SgeVL2x6_KI/AAAAAAAAAXY/qpZYGA0mOl0/s400/logo_v1_m56577569831500502.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SgeVLsN9AFI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/YHnTiL2MZA0/s1600-h/touch-chips_299x404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334396311724425298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SgeVLsN9AFI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/YHnTiL2MZA0/s400/touch-chips_299x404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SgeVLnU70yI/AAAAAAAAAXI/P-9WGjIVjs4/s1600-h/animals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334396310411531042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SgeVLnU70yI/AAAAAAAAAXI/P-9WGjIVjs4/s400/animals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SgeVLQw5GOI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mjqZNzUklD8/s1600-h/24hr_logo_color.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334396304354777314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 39px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SgeVLQw5GOI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mjqZNzUklD8/s400/24hr_logo_color.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It has been a long time, since I have MADE the time to update this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boy, have I really let life get busy around here, and made other things my priorities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today, was the most wonderful Mother's Day! I couldn't have asked for a better day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was able to sleep in, lay in bed til 10, and even cuddle with the fam a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was surprised with some beautiful artwork from my prince charming ( Brax ) and a much wanted gift certificate to the Buckle, for some cute capris!! It even included a personal shopping day, with the buckle, something new, I guess, sounds cool, either way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After a bowl of cheerios, we were off to drop off some Mother's Day gifts, and then off to start MY day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of course, I wanted to go GOLFING!! Yes, the secret is out. I LOVE TO GOLF, although I REALLY suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love getting out, hitting a ball, or diveting a bunch, and laughing at myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now, NO, I do not take score, but I did make 1 hole, with 1 over par. Not to bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I ended up golfing bare foot, since I wore the CUTEST platform sandals. Yeah, stylin out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can say, I did not lose my pink, breast cancer awareness ball, but Joe went through a few and even found a yellow one that read " SHIT" on it. That should have been my ball for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Needless to say, a 5 yr. old, and an old guy, losing his hearing ( Joe ) kicked my arse, horribly today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was fun though, okay? Yup, family time, golfing = FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now, off on a scavenger hunt for a Sushi restaurant that is open at 2 on a Sunday. Yup, good freaking luck, here in Utah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After trying 4 places, it was off to the zoo. We spent about an hour there, then off to Tepenyaki for my SUSHI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There is nothing better than stuffing your face, and then heading to the.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GYM! Yes, we took off, over to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.24hourfitness.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24 Hr. Fitness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A little bit of money later, and both JOE AND I are signed up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you know Joe, oh hell no, is he getting a pass, well he did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We look at it this way, DATE NIGHTS! We NEVER get away from the kids, so why not put them in the play land, and we can work out TOGETHER, and enjoy quality time ALONE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Besides, we both need to start working on healthier habits to incorporate into our lives, and the kids, and really need to set an example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, wish us luck! We are on a quest.... a healthier lifestyle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh, and if I start looking way sexy really soon, I will have to thank my new PERSONAL TRAINER! Yup, this chunky chic, starts tomorrow morning. No putting it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, I will update you soon, on my new habits ( not smoking, drugs, or fun stuff) my new workout regimin, dummies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope all the mommies of 2 legged, and 4 leggeds had a great day. Mine could not have been better in any shape or form. Me and my family. Spending the day with the loves of my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be back really soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-7318127617215815483?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/7318127617215815483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=7318127617215815483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/7318127617215815483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/7318127617215815483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-long-ago.html' title='So Long ago.....'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SgeVMCa8pdI/AAAAAAAAAXg/HHOxKmAJzBw/s72-c/11-22-08+263.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-8874579428823176929</id><published>2009-02-26T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:25:09.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boutique and Safe Kids Fair!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SacyMCOdiEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Z3On8o1Dx7E/s1600-h/Feb27%2628ad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307265868216764482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SacyMCOdiEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Z3On8o1Dx7E/s400/Feb27%2628ad.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hi guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just thought I would remind you all about my boutique this weekend at the South Towne Expo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WE are holding it in some of the conference rooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Along with this, the Safe Kids Fair is going on also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Come bring the kids to learn about bicycle safety, stranger danger and more, for FREE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Come in and see me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-8874579428823176929?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/8874579428823176929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=8874579428823176929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/8874579428823176929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/8874579428823176929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2009/02/boutique-and-safe-kids-fair.html' title='Boutique and Safe Kids Fair!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SacyMCOdiEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Z3On8o1Dx7E/s72-c/Feb27%2628ad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-902690404569633867</id><published>2009-02-10T06:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T06:31:27.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIET TIME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SZGO4M7HfrI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GQAw5sXmlIU/s1600-h/In_The_Raw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301175332584783538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SZGO4M7HfrI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GQAw5sXmlIU/s400/In_The_Raw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SZGO4Lz6fbI/AAAAAAAAAWI/mks_mzE5vYs/s1600-h/IndexStock-C-1069405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301175332286135730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SZGO4Lz6fbI/AAAAAAAAAWI/mks_mzE5vYs/s400/IndexStock-C-1069405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hcgdietinfo.com/"&gt;HCG?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, I finally did it! It was hard, but worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I had to have daily injections of the HCG hormone, and then limited myself to a 500 calorie a day diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It wasn't too bad, although, no carbs was killing me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Apparently, I am THE CARB JUNKIE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My daily meals consisted pretty much of a 4 oz. hamburger patty, seasoned, with some mustard, 1 apple or orange, and a handful of veggies, twice a day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It was a filling meal, but like I said, NO CARBS was killing me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I felt like Trixie my turtle, as if I was on her diet, with a bonus of meat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;All in all , I dropped 10-12 lbs, in 23 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am getting ready for round #2, but have to wait another week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Has anyone else out there tried this? What kind of success did you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I have a great friend who directed me to some&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hcgrecipes.blogspot.com/"&gt;HCG cooking sites&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;along with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;introducing me to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.steviaextractintheraw.com/Our-Products.aspx"&gt;STEVIA&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a sugar substitute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I also have not had caffeine in over a month. I have become a caffeine free coffe drinker now, and have NO pop either. Just water, coffee and tea. Is my life over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh how I miss my love, mr. Dr. Pepper. I am sure he misses the touch of my lips also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-902690404569633867?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/902690404569633867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=902690404569633867' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/902690404569633867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/902690404569633867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2009/02/diet-time.html' title='DIET TIME!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SZGO4M7HfrI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GQAw5sXmlIU/s72-c/In_The_Raw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-8747139868185064426</id><published>2009-01-12T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T06:23:54.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life has been....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SWtRRyBQG0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/m5r0zWyHfTk/s1600-h/Dec.2008+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290411553203428162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SWtRRyBQG0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/m5r0zWyHfTk/s400/Dec.2008+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SWtRRecbilI/AAAAAAAAAVo/pEQXhklPHRE/s1600-h/Dec.2008+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290411547948714578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SWtRRecbilI/AAAAAAAAAVo/pEQXhklPHRE/s400/Dec.2008+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SWtRRIY1tcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/V6HDZs61-HA/s1600-h/Dec.2008+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290411542028072386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SWtRRIY1tcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/V6HDZs61-HA/s400/Dec.2008+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SWtRRLJvn_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/PS4UjrUZnFc/s1600-h/Dec.2008+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290411542770065394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SWtRRLJvn_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/PS4UjrUZnFc/s400/Dec.2008+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SWtRQojUEhI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/sKZW5qzy12I/s1600-h/Dec.2008+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290411533482070546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SWtRQojUEhI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/sKZW5qzy12I/s400/Dec.2008+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Holy Moly! It has been forever since I posted!&lt;br /&gt;Christmas and New Years have come and gone! Where in the world have I been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;For starters, Christmas was fabulous! We opened presents in candle light ( power outage) and then my dad made us the infamous CREPES!! I pounded those as if there was no tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The kids got spoiled rotten, and that will not happen again, okay MOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Braxton got an awesome race track and a DS from the man, and Binny got 2 cabbage patch dolls and a jungle entertainment toy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It was awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;New Year's came and was gone. Not much happened here at the Morton household.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;BACK TO WORK! After 1 great weekend off in 8 months, I went back to work, and did a boutique for the Fistula Foundation. Google it. Us mom's can relate, and it is a truly awesome cause. Hint: sneeze, pee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This past weekend was a bum deal. I did a BIG SHOW, not, at a place, that is turning into a flea market!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Now, flea markets are awesome to go to, but no one is looking to spend over $5 on one item , which makes it not so fun for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;One good thing is, as usual, I met some great people and had fun doing girl talk for a few days! I hardly ever get girl talk, it is either 4 year old, or saying NO BRYNLEE all day long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;As for the kids, can you believe Braxton is almost 5? Not me! Gotta get something low key planned for him. He wants to try bowling, so we may go on a new adventure with him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;As for Brynlee, she is just about walking. We are going nuts with this girl. She is UNSTOPABLE! She keeps us busy, that's for sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Joe is slowly working, but slowly is better than none!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Let's just say, we are above the water, and aren't sinking at least for a few more months! ha ha ~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We hope everyone had great holidays! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Much love-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-8747139868185064426?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/8747139868185064426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=8747139868185064426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/8747139868185064426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/8747139868185064426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-has-been.html' title='Life has been....'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SWtRRyBQG0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/m5r0zWyHfTk/s72-c/Dec.2008+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-4649936464829033934</id><published>2008-11-25T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:03:20.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SSzYY1EC1XI/AAAAAAAAAU4/vcS6SkcGCTI/s1600-h/11-22-08+269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272827184816510322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SSzYY1EC1XI/AAAAAAAAAU4/vcS6SkcGCTI/s400/11-22-08+269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It is that time of year again. Thanksgiving, so much to ponder, so much to be thankful for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I feel I have had a pretty blessed life. I also know, it has had many ups and downs, but I am so thankful for the downs, since they have made me who I am today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I actually like myself these days, minus my weight, I feel pretty good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I like that I have friends, and that I have met so many wonderful people, who like me too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I guess I am a likeable girl, somthing I really didn't believe til recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have a magnificent family. My mother adores me, and so does my brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My step dad is a great dad to me, along with a grandfather to my children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My brother and Cynthia, are making a huge effort to be a part of my children's and my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My dad has recently come back into my life. Although we have missed out on 9 years, I am thankful for the future we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My step mom and I have developed a beautiful friendship and she is a wonderful doting grandmother to my children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My inlaws and I have been also developing more deep relationships, and I am thankful for the roles they play so well in my children's lives and in ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Old friends and new, reconnecting, and future. I am blessed with my close knit family of friends, who give support and love to me, even during my bad moments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am thankful for extended family , and for finally getting to know them and their families. I have missed out on so much! So have they.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have recently gone back to work, and I am so thankful for the self confidence it has given me, along with the ability to meet and help new people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have led a life that hasn't always been the best, I have done some things I am ashamed of, hurt people who didn't deserve it, and through it all, I am thankful for the compassion and forgiveness of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;All of that has lead me to my most prized possessions, the true loves of my life, my husband and my two beautiful, healthy children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Without our "team" I don't know who, or where I would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have a prince charming, who looks past all of my faults and kisses my forehead every morning as he has for the past 12 years, only 4 mornings, he hasn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have my other prince charming, who holds me, when mommy isn't having a good day, who asks me if I still love him, although he had an accident in his pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Of course I do, although I don't love the act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have a daughter, who in her eyes, I can again see the innocence of a child. The wonder she has, as she views something new. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am very thankful that I have become a less judging person, although I still have my moments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hope to love everyone for who they are, not dislike for what they do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am thankful that we are all different in so many ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We are black or white, straight or gay, American, or Hispanic, a mom or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We are all different, which adds so much more excitement to this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Some of us brilliant with numbers, some of us not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We help and teach eachother, most of all , we love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am thankful that I love so deeply. That I put my all in relationships. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I love the way I love the people in my life. I celebrate that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am blessed to be able to have the ability to speak my mind. To see things the way I do, yet be open to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have my own choices, and I make them on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am thankful for that first beer, from that I learned , but it took a long time. How about that first boyfriend? Who taught me about letting go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My critters who have stayed with me through thick and thick, oh and thin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Even though the door is open to leave, they all come back to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Most of all, I am thankful that you are around to read this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You are there for me, and there for my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hope you continue your unconditional love and support for me and my beautiful little family, during my good times and bad, my ups and downs, and always be by my side, even if you aren't on my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-4649936464829033934?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/4649936464829033934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=4649936464829033934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4649936464829033934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4649936464829033934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/11/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SSzYY1EC1XI/AAAAAAAAAU4/vcS6SkcGCTI/s72-c/11-22-08+269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-2505277728026456942</id><published>2008-11-23T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:29:56.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gang's all here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SSotDdx7uYI/AAAAAAAAATg/oNq4d9qfcmc/s1600-h/11-22-08+235fix2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272075851347507586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SSotDdx7uYI/AAAAAAAAATg/oNq4d9qfcmc/s400/11-22-08+235fix2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SSotDbPcFSI/AAAAAAAAATY/46BosDPLiCc/s1600-h/11-22-08+203fix.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272075850665956642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SSotDbPcFSI/AAAAAAAAATY/46BosDPLiCc/s400/11-22-08+203fix.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SSotC4e8fwI/AAAAAAAAATQ/RiTXXSFiY5I/s1600-h/11-22-08+250fix.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272075841335754498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SSotC4e8fwI/AAAAAAAAATQ/RiTXXSFiY5I/s400/11-22-08+250fix.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SSotCokHYeI/AAAAAAAAATI/LmRiZe9Uyhs/s1600-h/11-22-08+160fix.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272075837062472162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SSotCokHYeI/AAAAAAAAATI/LmRiZe9Uyhs/s400/11-22-08+160fix.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SSotCUH8rxI/AAAAAAAAATA/UXx2yfiwM2g/s1600-h/11-22-08+162fix.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272075831575621394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SSotCUH8rxI/AAAAAAAAATA/UXx2yfiwM2g/s400/11-22-08+162fix.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;FiNaLlY- We made some time to do our family pictures, they are about 5 mos. over due!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Naomi was nice enough to meet us out at Gardner Village, and we did some trade work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I did their photos, they did ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We went out to Garnder Village,( sunday's are empty there) and strolled around and took a few shots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The elves were out and about also! It was fun, getting out, and seeing all of the decor out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I hear that there is a place online that we can print a sheet for an elf hunt. Sounds like I will be googleing that one soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Anyway, enjoy these new photos! We sure do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Thanks Nay!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-2505277728026456942?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/2505277728026456942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=2505277728026456942' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/2505277728026456942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/2505277728026456942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/11/gangs-all-here.html' title='The Gang&apos;s all here!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SSotDdx7uYI/AAAAAAAAATg/oNq4d9qfcmc/s72-c/11-22-08+235fix2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-3582764146073209321</id><published>2008-11-06T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:42:14.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bedding, finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SRMd6j3-65I/AAAAAAAAAO4/DFnI08_V8WQ/s1600-h/productimg1223211575900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265585281225911186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SRMd6j3-65I/AAAAAAAAAO4/DFnI08_V8WQ/s400/productimg1223211575900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SRMd6Hgy3bI/AAAAAAAAAOw/2MrrYYv1u70/s1600-h/productimg1214131904783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265585273612459442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SRMd6Hgy3bI/AAAAAAAAAOw/2MrrYYv1u70/s400/productimg1214131904783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SRMdvaK0stI/AAAAAAAAAOo/G5xelfq3nW0/s1600-h/productimg1214131904783.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Joe and I have not bought new bedding in over 6 yrs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is sad, I know, and what we do have is getting disgusting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stains, tears, you name it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other night, I was laying in bed, and I went to pull the comforter and sheets up to my chest, and riiiip, my fingers tore through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so ghetto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a king size bed, and for bedding it is over $150 for a bed set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WELLLLLLL, not this time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you sitting down? I managed to get TWO, yes TWO cute bed sets for under $225.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bad part, no bed skirt, nice part, something no one else around has!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to get these sets in and mix and match them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess Joe isn't going to be to happy with the pink, but he will get over it soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, if your room is beautiful, you might attempt to spend more time in it, ESPECIALLY, your bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my new project, when I make time between kids, work, work, work, and more work, is to REDO my bedroom. Any ideas? Any help?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-3582764146073209321?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/3582764146073209321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=3582764146073209321' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/3582764146073209321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/3582764146073209321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-bedding-finally.html' title='New Bedding, finally!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SRMd6j3-65I/AAAAAAAAAO4/DFnI08_V8WQ/s72-c/productimg1223211575900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-1803301269797990685</id><published>2008-11-03T08:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:46:30.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween is over....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SQ8qxf8DVQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8IdoRQyL_hQ/s1600-h/halloween08+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264473519294731522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SQ8qxf8DVQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8IdoRQyL_hQ/s400/halloween08+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SQ8qw0CAlLI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Feh3GKvDaTs/s1600-h/halloween08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264473507508556978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SQ8qw0CAlLI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Feh3GKvDaTs/s400/halloween08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SQ8qwOFzg2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/wT2f2cuMpys/s1600-h/halloween08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264473497323930466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SQ8qwOFzg2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/wT2f2cuMpys/s400/halloween08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SQ8qvrSJAKI/AAAAAAAAAOA/g-eeRylrB10/s1600-h/halloween08+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264473487980429474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SQ8qvrSJAKI/AAAAAAAAAOA/g-eeRylrB10/s400/halloween08+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How sad, to see another holiday pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween was great this year, especially the warm weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't recall this kind of weather for halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember as a child, in my plastic bag costume of Princess Leia, and my plastic Leia mask, with the string to hold onto my head, I ALWAYS had a winter coat on underneath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't remember being able to stay out late, as my face was frozen and my snot starting to flake on my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids had a great Halloween. Braxton as the Green Power Ranger, and Binny as Tinker Bell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Marc flew in, to take Braxton trick or treating, and boy, did those two get a lot of candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were even nice enough, or was it greedy enough, to take out Brynlee's trick or treat bag to get filled also. Cynthia bought the kids some trick or treat bags, that made noises. They were cute, and full!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marc dressed in an old skool Misfits Tee and a white suit, along with matching misfits shoes, he was dressed to impress! Unfortunately, I did not get a picture of him in his costume during all of the chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started out our day by picking up uncle Marc-y at Little America, downtown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had stayed there at the beginning of his visit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then headed down to Thanksgiving point for lunch with Joe, then off to Grandma W. for a visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were there, Jess and Kati were with their kids. They left, then Denis and his crew showed up! WOW! Marc has not seen a lot of these people since my wedding, well, that is the last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that, off to the grocery store, and home to make some homemade Chicken Noodle Soup, my dip ( courteous of Mary) and wait for Pappers and Grandma to come out for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The food was delicous, company was great. Aunt Bren, Uncle Marty and Austin showed up in time for some food and trick or treating too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids had so much fun. Especially Brax. First dragging out uncle mookey, then dragging out Austin. Boy , is he spoiled or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, thanks for all who came out to see Marc, and thanks to those who came out for dinner. Our holiday was great. Now on to the next.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKSGIVING? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We may skip a part of that and get decorating for Christmas, since we will be hosting the family party, and with me working weekends, we will have less time to decorate. Oh boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-1803301269797990685?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/1803301269797990685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=1803301269797990685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/1803301269797990685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/1803301269797990685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-is-over.html' title='Halloween is over....'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SQ8qxf8DVQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8IdoRQyL_hQ/s72-c/halloween08+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-5673521845650641223</id><published>2008-10-13T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T06:16:15.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Very long time, so much has happened!</title><content type='html'>Oh my! Yes, I have risen from the dead!&lt;br /&gt;  This past few months has been so crazy that it is a blur, and has gone by so fast!&lt;br /&gt;  Braxton started another year of preschool!&lt;br /&gt;His new teacher is great, and he is making new friends.&lt;br /&gt;  Brynlee is getting so big, and just about to crawl.&lt;br /&gt;She decided she didn't want to learn how to sit up well, instead, she would rather be more mobile.&lt;br /&gt; The stinker can sure get around our house somehow though!!!&lt;br /&gt;Joe has been building away, but the market isn't looking good. It is starting to slow down, and we will have to find some basements to finish, decks to build, or Joe may have to work at the shop!&lt;br /&gt;   I have gone back to work, part time-full time!&lt;br /&gt;I have my little blog going for all of the fun stuff !&lt;br /&gt;  I make some, and buy the rest!&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am in the process of making tutus! Oh my, they are so cute, and I am noticing that they are different from everyone elses.&lt;br /&gt;Most people tie their tulle on, not me, I am literally sewing it all together by hand, and my hands are NOT happy!&lt;br /&gt; I am going to attempt to make my costume for Halloween this year, and if you come by the boutique this weekend, or the Moster Block Party on the 25th, you can see it for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I have also been accepted into the Midvale Quilted Bear! Boy, they seem so hard to get into these days!&lt;br /&gt;  I noticed last night that I sold my first item, a hair clippie, on the 8th of October!&lt;br /&gt; YEAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is also coming into town, the end of the month, to take Braxton trick or treating.&lt;br /&gt; We have a day planned at Lagoon, if anyone would like to join us!&lt;br /&gt;November 1st, it is a Saturday, and the last day of the season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Also, if anyone goes to a haunted house, please call me! I want to go soo bad, and Joe won't go with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to update again soon!&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-5673521845650641223?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/5673521845650641223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=5673521845650641223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/5673521845650641223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/5673521845650641223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/10/very-long-time-so-much-has-happened.html' title='Very long time, so much has happened!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-892184002052784487</id><published>2008-09-08T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:25:38.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing the beauty in my Children's eyes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SMXshS0B1YI/AAAAAAAAAMU/aohHBr_kPog/s1600-h/thanksgivingpoint8-26-08+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243857397872711042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SMXshS0B1YI/AAAAAAAAAMU/aohHBr_kPog/s320/thanksgivingpoint8-26-08+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SMXshbYIYHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/GnCHznCTwFE/s1600-h/new+198a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243857400171618418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SMXshbYIYHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/GnCHznCTwFE/s320/new+198a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SMXshm-wOZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ARXFaEV3_Ho/s1600-h/etsysales+111fix.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243857403286403474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SMXshm-wOZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ARXFaEV3_Ho/s320/etsysales+111fix.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SMXsiN1N8tI/AAAAAAAAAMs/8lJC0QOkyHs/s1600-h/etsysales+143fix.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243857413715391186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SMXsiN1N8tI/AAAAAAAAAMs/8lJC0QOkyHs/s320/etsysales+143fix.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SMXsifFopaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/sxC-dlp5bkY/s1600-h/etsysales+121fix.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243857418347652514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SMXsifFopaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/sxC-dlp5bkY/s320/etsysales+121fix.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Being a full time mom is quite the job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I have my good days, and I have my bad days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My children have their good days, and they also have their bad days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Either way, either day, I am massively in love with my children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I only wish that there were a way that I could see the world through their eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The innocence, the purity, and the unclouded judgement of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The way they see a butterfly or a preying mantis for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Their first coo, words, or explanation of something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The way they touch things and taste them to get the full effect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The smile in their face and in their eyes, and the unconditional love in their heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The way they look at me, or run to me when they are hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The tears in my son's eyes as I cry, and he holds me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Finding their feet or hands for the first time, or learning to draw a face with a body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I only wonder if they know how much they really do mean to me. How much of my life is dedicated to them, and them only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;How much I would love to give them the world and then some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;How I wish I could take away past, present and future pain from them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;How much I look up to them, and how they inspire me in so many ways, one of which, to do good in this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The awe I get when a new milestone has come and gone......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The tear in my eye and my heart as I realize they are growing, and soon will become an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The joy I have of imagining their graduations, weddings, and the anticipation of seeing how beautiful my grandchildren will be one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If only they could see themselves through my eyes.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-892184002052784487?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/892184002052784487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=892184002052784487' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/892184002052784487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/892184002052784487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/09/seeing-beauty-in-my-childrens-eyes.html' title='Seeing the beauty in my Children&apos;s eyes...'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SMXshS0B1YI/AAAAAAAAAMU/aohHBr_kPog/s72-c/thanksgivingpoint8-26-08+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-5025712381263565316</id><published>2008-07-29T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:04:13.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies Night! ( Okay, mid day)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SI8xYaBMUqI/AAAAAAAAALo/aMXnrYcMfPE/s1600-h/SugarSpice_07-20-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228451987771380386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SI8xYaBMUqI/AAAAAAAAALo/aMXnrYcMfPE/s320/SugarSpice_07-20-05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SI8xR3ZeuSI/AAAAAAAAALg/dJu6AfOr0Vg/s1600-h/pnkbrwnpolkadotpurse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228451875398793506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SI8xR3ZeuSI/AAAAAAAAALg/dJu6AfOr0Vg/s320/pnkbrwnpolkadotpurse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SI8xGaypcUI/AAAAAAAAALY/2ZQA4kIL-Po/s1600-h/7-4-08-7-29-08+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228451678741164354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SI8xGaypcUI/AAAAAAAAALY/2ZQA4kIL-Po/s320/7-4-08-7-29-08+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SI8w5W5hpSI/AAAAAAAAALQ/yqx9XURqytg/s1600-h/7-4-08-7-29-08+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228451454357972258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SI8w5W5hpSI/AAAAAAAAALQ/yqx9XURqytg/s320/7-4-08-7-29-08+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SI8wIhrlmUI/AAAAAAAAALE/M29AwST8MOI/s1600-h/blackrockangelss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228450615438711106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SI8wIhrlmUI/AAAAAAAAALE/M29AwST8MOI/s320/blackrockangelss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi Girls!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just letting you know about the boutique at my house- this coming Saturday, the 2nd of August.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There will be tonz of stuff for us girls, and our babies and kids. I am hoping to get the guys shirts done, so they aren't left out of the loop!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here is what we will have:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jomamashoes.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jo Mama's Shoes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www11.mygccandle.com/jensgoldcanyoncandles/HOME/tabid/9179/default.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gold Canyon Candles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scentsy.com/miko"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scentsy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tinker Bear Gifts ( binkie bling, bracelets, hair clippies, head bands, beanies, baby clothing, toddler shirts, and more)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heartstringdesigners.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heart String Designs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Scrapbook items&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tiffany style jewelry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beaded watches&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby Kisses Jewelry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Women's Bags, Tee Shirts, Tanks, and hot pants!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We will also have &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tamaramorton.com/releases.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tamara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; here, with her latest CD!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Address is:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4331 West 8970 South&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;West Jordan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;801-259-2353&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Enter from 4800 W)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 am -1 pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-5025712381263565316?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/5025712381263565316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=5025712381263565316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/5025712381263565316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/5025712381263565316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/07/ladies-night-okay-mid-day.html' title='Ladies Night! ( Okay, mid day)'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SI8xYaBMUqI/AAAAAAAAALo/aMXnrYcMfPE/s72-c/SugarSpice_07-20-05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-4593789228557997868</id><published>2008-07-18T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T06:50:26.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICfZWAwQlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/B4gTSK2bRm4/s1600-h/disneyonice+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224350825504064082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICfZWAwQlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/B4gTSK2bRm4/s320/disneyonice+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICfZjBWqQI/AAAAAAAAAKE/zBBGYvO3Z60/s1600-h/disneyonice+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224350828996241666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICfZjBWqQI/AAAAAAAAAKE/zBBGYvO3Z60/s320/disneyonice+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICfaLHa0cI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HmXurAPtHBA/s1600-h/pictures+253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224350839759098306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICfaLHa0cI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HmXurAPtHBA/s320/pictures+253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICfal7VS1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/KjPpqKurRdY/s1600-h/disneyonice+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224350846956161874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICfal7VS1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/KjPpqKurRdY/s320/disneyonice+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICfa6Zv79I/AAAAAAAAAKc/VD8r1bdGRwo/s1600-h/new+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224350852452446162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICfa6Zv79I/AAAAAAAAAKc/VD8r1bdGRwo/s320/new+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-4593789228557997868?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/4593789228557997868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=4593789228557997868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4593789228557997868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4593789228557997868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICfZWAwQlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/B4gTSK2bRm4/s72-c/disneyonice+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-4112777964681888237</id><published>2008-07-18T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T06:44:14.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICdgZ3khxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/B9WQW9Jnmxs/s1600-h/Picture+wedding.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224348747775117074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICdgZ3khxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/B9WQW9Jnmxs/s320/Picture+wedding.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICdg2T1cPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/u-olII4T9ag/s1600-h/pictures+267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224348755409858802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICdg2T1cPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/u-olII4T9ag/s320/pictures+267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICdhPaUvbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Kri4bP1TbWQ/s1600-h/smokey+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224348762147962290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICdhPaUvbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Kri4bP1TbWQ/s320/smokey+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICdhY1JCII/AAAAAAAAAJs/1fgqPzVwtUw/s1600-h/pictures+249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224348764676360322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICdhY1JCII/AAAAAAAAAJs/1fgqPzVwtUw/s320/pictures+249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICdhkz-01I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/BPJUFUz2K0M/s1600-h/disneyonice+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224348767892722514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICdhkz-01I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/BPJUFUz2K0M/s320/disneyonice+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-4112777964681888237?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/4112777964681888237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=4112777964681888237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4112777964681888237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4112777964681888237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICdgZ3khxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/B9WQW9Jnmxs/s72-c/Picture+wedding.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-8514214840017991022</id><published>2008-07-18T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T06:30:31.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICa33LEV4I/AAAAAAAAAIs/27FM7SPb1xA/s1600-h/disneyland07+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224345852243629954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICa33LEV4I/AAAAAAAAAIs/27FM7SPb1xA/s320/disneyland07+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICa4NWQD2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/dAYcKW8W0xU/s1600-h/joe30thluau+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224345858196115298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICa4NWQD2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/dAYcKW8W0xU/s320/joe30thluau+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICa4d80KmI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4qNE7R5DzEg/s1600-h/obergs+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224345862652832354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICa4d80KmI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4qNE7R5DzEg/s320/obergs+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICa4hdVVpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/16tv3FErfgU/s1600-h/one+hot+momma!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224345863594530450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICa4hdVVpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/16tv3FErfgU/s320/one+hot+momma!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICa48w5klI/AAAAAAAAAJM/aqpognjQidA/s1600-h/232323232%257Ffp%253A%253A%253Dot%253E2378%253D47%253C%253D377%253DXROQDF%253E2323%253A7%253A9%253B6782ot1lsi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224345870924354130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICa48w5klI/AAAAAAAAAJM/aqpognjQidA/s320/232323232%257Ffp%253A%253A%253Dot%253E2378%253D47%253C%253D377%253DXROQDF%253E2323%253A7%253A9%253B6782ot1lsi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pic's of what I am truly blessed for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-8514214840017991022?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/8514214840017991022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=8514214840017991022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/8514214840017991022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/8514214840017991022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-pics-of-what-i-am-truly-blessed.html' title=''/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICa33LEV4I/AAAAAAAAAIs/27FM7SPb1xA/s72-c/disneyland07+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-1898981028232168118</id><published>2008-07-18T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T06:23:40.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am truly blessed....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICY-3tll9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/UAvzgVeABdo/s1600-h/new+169a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224343773624244178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICY-3tll9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/UAvzgVeABdo/s320/new+169a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICY-2vBYeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/H2zrPrAc6Eo/s1600-h/new+198a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224343773361824226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICY-2vBYeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/H2zrPrAc6Eo/s320/new+198a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICY_XE2FJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/u8Snc11PHv8/s1600-h/6-29-08+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224343782043292818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICY_XE2FJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/u8Snc11PHv8/s320/6-29-08+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICY_QsocQI/AAAAAAAAAIc/O3_sSYObTFg/s1600-h/pictures+461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224343780331122946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICY_QsocQI/AAAAAAAAAIc/O3_sSYObTFg/s320/pictures+461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICY_rIjwQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/6o7urg0Fr6U/s1600-h/family+220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224343787427578114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICY_rIjwQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/6o7urg0Fr6U/s320/family+220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I awoke today, thinking about how blessed I am, how blessed all of us are, to be here, in life, with the people we love, doing things we love, and learning about new things to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I met some new people last night, unfortunately, at a viewing, and although they were in despair, they were still so kind, open, and affectionate with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Life is short. We need to appreciate the things, and people we do have, not ponder and wish for the things we don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We need to show more love to those people in our lives who have made a difference, whether it is a big or small one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Always tell people that you love them, guys or girls, you never know if it may be the last time, and you don't want to have the regret that you never let them know how special they are to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here are some things that I feel I am truly blessed for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. My 4 senses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can feel the touch of my children's hands, or their kiss on my cheek. Joe's kisses every morning on my forehead or cheek as I lay sleeping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can smell the beautiful flowers around me, the smell of a new baby, the smell of Joe's skin. ( don't ask, I can't explain)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can hear Braxton singing to me, or telling me how much he loves me and how SEXY I am.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can see the beauty in the world. I can see the awe in my children's eyes as they see something for the first time. I can see myself in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am able to see how much my husband adores and loves our children and even me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. I am so blessed to have the wonderful, loving, forgiving, patient husband that I have. He adores us, his family. He works hard every day to provide a nice home for us. He partakes in all parenting activities, diaper changes, baths, some housework, feedings, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He gives me that unconditional love, and forgiveness he has at times that I don't really deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. My children, Braxton and Brynlee. Both deserve a better mother... They are both the true loves of my life. They make me want to be a better person, make better choices, and become stronger within myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They bring out the beauty in my life, and the innocence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. My other children, Sassy, Smokey,Scooby, Gizmo, Snowball, Molly, Max and Trixie Lou Who....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The pure innocence of an animal is undescribable. Their loyalty to me is so strong. I can look at them with fear, or saddness, and they look back at me with that " you can do it" look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They have been my constant companions, and will continue to be. I will never be, nor will my children be, without a 4 legged love in their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. My family, my mom, and brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The three of us have stuck through it all. Had our moments with eachother, and are still here for eachother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My brother adores me, he and Braxton bring me the romance I love. The flowers Marc sends me because I am having a bad day, I can call him and cry about stupid things, and he listens, not laughs. My brother ADORES my children, he ADORES me, and is so THANKFUL for my husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Marc is my other "knight in shining armor".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My mom has been my rock through so many obstacles. Talk about unconditional love... She is my mommy, and such a wonderful grandmother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;At 34 she still thinks I am her baby, and tries to play mommy still..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. My friends.... The real ones.... I don't have alot left, but those I do, I cherish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Naomi and her family, mom and dad too. I have been "Adopted" into their family and truly feel like a part of them. They treat my children like their own, and also Joe and myself. If I ever need help, a shoulder to cry on, or some positive support, I know who to call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nay and I are like sisters, well we are. We can beat eachother's kids, and it is okay, ha ha! In Fact, we both expect it from one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We have spent a lot of time lately, sharing our thoughts, hopes, dreams, fears, and helping eachother climb up another step on the ladder. I have a wonderful and unique support system with the Obergs and Neals. If I ever need a good but chewing, boy, they aren't at all hesitant to call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think Nay and I talk almost every day, by 9 in the morning, and without either one of us yelling at the other for calling so early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thank you Nay, and family for being so good to me, to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7. My new found Wilson family... The Wilson's hadn't been in my life much at all. In the recent years, unfortunately, at my beautiful Aunts funeral, we all started having more to do with one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Amber, is like my little sis, and has always been around, along with my babe, Lonnie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My family is now accepting me for the woman I am, and not looking at any faults I may have and passing judgement. Thank you for that. I truly feel like a Wilson now, and I know a lot of my cousins are who I need to thank for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I also have "new"cousins, who have added some joy into my life, the in law cousins- Britt. You Britt, are so lucky to have Kati, Jess and Michelle as your sis in laws. They adore you. I know you adore them too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BTW, I soooo miss my uncle Lonnie, our weekly get togethers and our daily chats. If he weren't my uncle, he and I would have married. We are so close, and both adore eachother. I just love him so much. I miss him so much, and I need him back in my life so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There are so many million things I am blessed for, and I could be here all day posting them, but will wait for another time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just know that you, I am blessed to have in my life, I am blessed for all who have entered my life, in any way, whether it was positive or negative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-1898981028232168118?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/1898981028232168118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=1898981028232168118' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/1898981028232168118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/1898981028232168118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-truly-blessed.html' title='I am truly blessed....'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SICY-3tll9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/UAvzgVeABdo/s72-c/new+169a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-1178802547615884757</id><published>2008-06-19T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:49:25.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been Tagged!</title><content type='html'>Thanks for tagging me Kati:&lt;br /&gt;Okay here are the rules: You link back to the person who tagged you, Post these rules on your blog, Share six unimportant things about yourself &amp;amp; Tag six random people at the end of your entry. Let the tagged people know by leaving a comment on their blogs. Enjoy the results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am really shy- UNTIL you get to know me, then I can't SHUT UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love going in the tanning beds for some quiet time, heat, and sanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am not very good about maintaining my hair color and my fake nails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am a gigantic animal lover and truly wish I could own two of each kind of animal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My middle name is Jo, my cat's middle name is Jo, Brynlee's middle name is Jo and I married a Joe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sometimes I get too consumed by my kids, hubby, friends and family, that I forget who Jen really is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag: Britt, Amber,  Naomi, Melissa, Becky, and Cheltsy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-1178802547615884757?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/1178802547615884757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=1178802547615884757' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/1178802547615884757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/1178802547615884757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-been-tagged.html' title='I have been Tagged!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-7284500848110116540</id><published>2008-06-05T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T14:09:55.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tee Ball Tyke!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SEhVwxhOI0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/sBbAsKREQr0/s1600-h/bryn+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208507265468736322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SEhVwxhOI0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/sBbAsKREQr0/s320/bryn+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SEhVxRhOI1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/5i1NdUjx3LM/s1600-h/bryn+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208507274058670930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SEhVxRhOI1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/5i1NdUjx3LM/s320/bryn+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SEhVxRhOI2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/lQLMMfmTC6Y/s1600-h/bryn+259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208507274058670946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SEhVxRhOI2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/lQLMMfmTC6Y/s320/bryn+259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SEhVxhhOI3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/fhPWJA1depQ/s1600-h/bryn+260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208507278353638258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SEhVxhhOI3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/fhPWJA1depQ/s320/bryn+260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SEhVxxhOI4I/AAAAAAAAAH8/GjjSscvRS28/s1600-h/bryn+293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208507282648605570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SEhVxxhOI4I/AAAAAAAAAH8/GjjSscvRS28/s320/bryn+293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;WOW! Tee Ball is over! There were only 8 games, but since they started right when Brynlee was being born- things were crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Braxton managed to make it to every game, except the ones that were cancelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Joe was the lucky one, and I volunteered him to coach! He wasn't to happy with me in the beginning, but when it was all said and done, I think he actually enjoyed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Joe coached 10 other kids, and boy did he have his hands full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Normally, I would feel bad for him, with all of those loud, crazy kids, but hey! I am home with ours all day, every day, so no sympathy from me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Braxton had a lot of fun, and made some new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He even won a trophy in the end ( well, all the teams did!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If you ask him though, HE WON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can't wait til the fall league........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-7284500848110116540?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/7284500848110116540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=7284500848110116540' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/7284500848110116540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/7284500848110116540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/06/tee-ball-tyke.html' title='Tee Ball Tyke!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SEhVwxhOI0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/sBbAsKREQr0/s72-c/bryn+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-8847067493943601302</id><published>2008-06-03T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:17:23.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day out with the kids????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Okay ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is here and us mom's have got to find some sanity!&lt;br /&gt;  We also need to find some fun things for our kids to do this summer.&lt;br /&gt;This will help educate them, and also help with behavior. If we plan some outings, they will be a great reward for good behavior!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am going to try and plan an outing or get together of some kind, at the least, twice a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want everyone's opinion, so the majority will rule, on which activity we do. Please pass this on to whomever you would like to! The more , the merrier!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Which days of the week do you think are best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Which activity do you want to start out with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is a list of some things, and prices: ( if you have an idea, wherever it may be, please send it to me! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hogle Zoo&lt;/strong&gt; (Salt Lake )  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.hoglezoo.org/" href="http://www.hoglezoo.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;www.hoglezoo.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Adults, $8 Children 3-12 $6 ( children under are free)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.dinosaurpark.org/" href="http://www.dinosaurpark.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.dinosaurpark.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;Dinosaur Park-&lt;/strong&gt; Ogden&lt;br /&gt;2-12$4 Adults $6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living Planet Aquarium&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.thelivingplanet.com/LPA/home.html" href="http://www.thelivingplanet.com/LPA/home.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.thelivingplanet.com/LPA/home.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  Sandy&lt;br /&gt;Adults $8   3-17 $6  under free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanksgiving point petting zoo&lt;/strong&gt;: Lehi  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.thanksgivingpoint.com/" href="http://www.thanksgivingpoint.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.thanksgivingpoint.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Adults 3.50 for adult and children    2 and under are free!&lt;br /&gt;Dinosaur museum : $10 for adults    $8 for children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Utah Children's Museum&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.childmuseum.org/planyourvisit.html" href="http://www.childmuseum.org/planyourvisit.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.childmuseum.org/planyourvisit.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  SLC ( Gateway )&lt;br /&gt;$8.50 for everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red Butte Garden's&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.redbuttegarden.org/" href="http://www.redbuttegarden.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.redbuttegarden.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;   SLC&lt;br /&gt;$6 for adults  $4 for children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tracy Aviary&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.tracyaviary.org/" href="http://www.tracyaviary.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.tracyaviary.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;   SLC&lt;br /&gt;adults $5  children $3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Bouncing off the Walls&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.bouncinoffthewalls.com/open.php" href="http://www.bouncinoffthewalls.com/open.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.bouncinoffthewalls.com/open.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  Sandy&lt;br /&gt;Children $5  parents free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classic Skate and water park&lt;/strong&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.classicfuncenter.com/" href="http://www.classicfuncenter.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.classicfuncente&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.classicfuncenter.com/" href="http://www.classicfuncenter.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.classicfuncenter.com/" href="http://www.classicfuncenter.com/"&gt;r.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boondocks&lt;/strong&gt; ( draper ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.boondocksfuncenter.com/" href="http://www.boondocksfuncenter.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.boondocksfuncenter.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Golf Mulligan's Miniature&lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.mulligans-south.com/" href="http://www.mulligans-south.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.mulligans-south.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Sandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Local Parks&lt;/strong&gt; for some play !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! and let me know ASAP so I can start getting some stuff planned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-8847067493943601302?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/8847067493943601302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=8847067493943601302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/8847067493943601302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/8847067493943601302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-out-with-kids.html' title='A day out with the kids????'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-250599084347007780</id><published>2008-05-21T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T16:33:32.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SDSxIDkdiEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Qm28rzYmrFM/s1600-h/bryn+451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202978221475072066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SDSxIDkdiEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Qm28rzYmrFM/s320/bryn+451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SDSxIjkdiFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/etxOe74Ib10/s1600-h/bryn+355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202978230065006674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SDSxIjkdiFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/etxOe74Ib10/s320/bryn+355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SDSxJDkdiGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Dnn-ylVQDvw/s1600-h/bryn+443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202978238654941282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SDSxJDkdiGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Dnn-ylVQDvw/s320/bryn+443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SDSxJDkdiHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/J29dcx9ZeiI/s1600-h/bryn+366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202978238654941298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SDSxJDkdiHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/J29dcx9ZeiI/s320/bryn+366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SDSxJjkdiII/AAAAAAAAAHE/0hVKStJYziw/s1600-h/bryn+505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202978247244875906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SDSxJjkdiII/AAAAAAAAAHE/0hVKStJYziw/s320/bryn+505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I can't believe how fast time has flown by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Brynlee is now a month old, and Teeball is over for Braxton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Summer is almost here, and today was rainy and cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://naomi-livinglaughingandloving.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; came over today with her trusty camera and shot away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Here is some of our day with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://naomi-livinglaughingandloving.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If anyone is interested in having&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://naomi-livinglaughingandloving.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; do some pic's, let me know! She is awesome, and very particular about them! She even played hair dresser and would fix my hair for each photo, so I didn't look like an idiot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thanks so much Nay, your time is so valuable, and your eye is perfection!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-250599084347007780?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/250599084347007780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=250599084347007780' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/250599084347007780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/250599084347007780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/05/mommy-and-me.html' title='Mommy and Me'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SDSxIDkdiEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Qm28rzYmrFM/s72-c/bryn+451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-3495237399065096112</id><published>2008-05-05T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T13:12:57.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading to the zoo, but end up in the E.R. ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, we started off our Sunday morning as usual as any other, but with fun plans to hit the zoo for some family time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; After getting everyone ready, I headed in to get myself ready and felt a big "gush". What the???? So I head to the bathroom and notice I am bleeding an awful lot. I am bleeding so much, that I finally call Naomi to see if she might have time to watch the kids, just in case something is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Well, my gut feeling is right, something is wrong for sure. After a call in to my doc, they inform me that I need to get to the emergency room and have this checked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; So, we go take the kids to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://naomi-livinglaughingandloving.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naomi's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; ( thank you so much Nay!) and then off for a 4 hour adventure at Jordan Valley hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  I get my IV hooked up, and all my stats going, and after a pelvic exam, they figure out that I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hemorrhaging&lt;/span&gt;. This isn't the best of news for the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; I go in for an ultra sound and they find some good clots in there. Oh goody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Afterwards  they had me take a pill, that is going to make my uterus contract, which will help the bleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Jordan Valley was really good with this, and sent me on my way with a script for 5 more of those pills, that had to be taken every 4 hours, so I didn't get much sleep last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; I am supposed to be taking it easy now, and will meet with my doc in a few days to get this checked up on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; I will keep you updated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hope everyone is doing okay. Sorry for the long post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Everyone else at our house is doing good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Much love to you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-3495237399065096112?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/3495237399065096112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=3495237399065096112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/3495237399065096112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/3495237399065096112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/05/heading-to-zoo-but-end-up-in-er.html' title='Heading to the zoo, but end up in the E.R. ???'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-8138199229516229286</id><published>2008-04-27T00:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T00:11:19.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our latest Blessing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SBQmlQd2g3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/a4Pc88GHld8/s1600-h/bryn+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193818691782214514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SBQmlQd2g3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/a4Pc88GHld8/s320/bryn+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SBQmlwd2g4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/_TPMIarxD3c/s1600-h/bryn+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193818700372149122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SBQmlwd2g4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/_TPMIarxD3c/s320/bryn+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SBQmmAd2g5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/LyYVyb-D7AQ/s1600-h/bryn+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193818704667116434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SBQmmAd2g5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/LyYVyb-D7AQ/s320/bryn+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SBQmmgd2g6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/_jPL6TCv-jk/s1600-h/bryn+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193818713257051042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SBQmmgd2g6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/_jPL6TCv-jk/s320/bryn+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SBQmogd2g7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ffFSr5BapXU/s1600-h/bryn+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193818747616789426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SBQmogd2g7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ffFSr5BapXU/s320/bryn+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are so excited for you to meet our latest blessing, Brynlee!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bryn was born on Monday, April 21st 2008 @ 5:17 P.M.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She weighed a whopping 7lbs 9oz. and was 18 3/4" long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She has a head full of dark brown/black hair, her daddy's chin and lips, and mommy and Braxton's eyes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Labor was long, but not painful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It seemed I would just not dilate forever! Finally around 4:30 P.M. I was dilated to a 10. Mind you, my water was broke and the pit started around 8 that morning, and I had my epidural around 10. It was a looooong day for Joe and I .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The first person we called was Braxton, and he was Brynlee's first visitor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He just adored her!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brynlee is such a good baby. We are all so in love and awe with her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She sleeps almost all day, and is up at night for usual newborn feedings. Most of the time, she eats and goes back to bed, so it hasn't killed me just yet!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, here are some photos of our beautiful family!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hugs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-8138199229516229286?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/8138199229516229286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=8138199229516229286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/8138199229516229286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/8138199229516229286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-latest-blessing.html' title='Our latest Blessing....'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SBQmlQd2g3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/a4Pc88GHld8/s72-c/bryn+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-4425067938328230625</id><published>2008-04-21T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T02:42:23.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, Atleast I made it to the Scrapbook Expo and Braxton's First Tee ball game!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am sorry I haven't posted in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Things have been hectic and I have wanted to crawl in a hole and sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;As you all know, the morning of my scheduled induction was nothing but a JOKE FROM HELL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It started out at 4:40 A.M. and finally ended at around 2:00 P.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Needless to say, it did not happen, due to the hospital being "full" and my doc then going on vacation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sooooo, I was able to go to Braxton's very first Teeball game that night, and it was so much fun! He did awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I think the dad's had more running around to do than the kids, since they were trying to get the kids all organized, and it really wasn't happening!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;One kid got sick, and was sooo close to puking on Joe's back! It was funny, yet gross at the same time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Joe is the coach of the team, and I think he is loving it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I spent Friday night, at the Scrapbook expo with my mom- boy was that an expensive trip for her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;She had bought me the new and improved Cricut for my birthday and we found a swell deal on cartridges, at the Robert's booth! Thanks MOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Saturday, I celebrated my 32nd birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Marc, his girlfriend Cynthia, my mom, her hubby Gary, Joe, Braxton and myself, headed up to Park City outlets for some crappy shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not much to buy when you are 40 weeks and counting, pregnant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I did find a bunch of loungewear for after Brynlee( if she ever comes) and afterwards, we headed back down to Riverton for some Japanese food at my new favorite restaurant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Braxton drew me the best picture ever, it had me, Joe, Braxton and even Brynlee in it! He also bought mommy some foot lotion, so he can rub my feet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Marc paid for a pedicure for me last week, and bought me a gift certificate to get another one! I got spoiled!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sooo., it is 3:37 A.M. and I am up! We are supposed to start "Calling" the hospital this morning around 5 to see if they have a room available today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am doubting it, as I have got the worst case of "Wilson" luck! We will see though....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Marc extended their stay til Wed. and My mom leaves Thurs. so I better have this little princess, today, or there will be hell to pay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will text the few of you I have text numbers for, but if you don't hear anything, assume, I am going to be on the news tonight for blowing up a building or something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hope this finds you all doing well.... Hope this is my last post being pregnant too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love to you all!&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-4425067938328230625?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/4425067938328230625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=4425067938328230625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4425067938328230625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4425067938328230625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-atleast-i-made-it-to-scrapbbok.html' title='Well, Atleast I made it to the Scrapbook Expo and Braxton&apos;s First Tee ball game!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-6101561717364989918</id><published>2008-04-11T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T16:47:04.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swenson's Latest addition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R__4bUIvXTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-MZGTXDrBd4/s1600-h/0411081720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188138443899624754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R__4bUIvXTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-MZGTXDrBd4/s320/0411081720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I have exciting news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My cousin Amber had her little beautiful baby boy- He is such a handsome addition to the Wil's family! He and Brynlee had the same due date. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Let's hope that Brynlee can hang on a little bit longer til at least uncle Marc gets here to take care of big brother Brax!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We are so excited to meet him- not to mention, can't wait to see what they named him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Congrats Amber, Josh, and Tanner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-6101561717364989918?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/6101561717364989918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=6101561717364989918' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/6101561717364989918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/6101561717364989918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/04/swensons-latest-addition.html' title='Swenson&apos;s Latest addition!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R__4bUIvXTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-MZGTXDrBd4/s72-c/0411081720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-7335730820889058932</id><published>2008-04-09T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T12:39:08.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 days and counting....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R_0bSkIvXSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tY60xJcwyuo/s1600-h/img093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187332351552609570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R_0bSkIvXSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tY60xJcwyuo/s320/img093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R_0a8EIvXRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bPfrD5CBhjg/s1600-h/brynlee3d+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Here is the update from the doc's office today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;STILL&lt;/strong&gt; only dilated to a 1 and 70% effaced, but regardless, I will still be being induced next Thursday, hoping the hospital has a bed for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Nothing has changed, not even my weight. I totally porked out over the weekend and no pounds added? I am starting to think that maybe the bad stuff really isn't bad, and that the good stuff is really the bad for me! Sugar diet, here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The doc also tried to tell me that Bryn is about 7 lbs today, well that is weird, cuz last week she was close to 6, which means if she gained a pound, wouldn't it have shown on the scale, when my fat, chunky, swollen butt hopped on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sooooo, go figure....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Also, for you mom's out there bored on Friday, I am going to attempt the zoo again!!! I am hoping to be there around 10 or 11, so if you want to join me, let me know, I would love to see you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Have a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Jen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/44149256725150727-7335730820889058932?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/7335730820889058932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=7335730820889058932' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/7335730820889058932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/7335730820889058932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/04/8-days-and-counting.html' title='8 days and counting....'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R_0bSkIvXSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tY60xJcwyuo/s72-c/img093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-1205720425245964070</id><published>2008-04-08T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T09:59:16.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what Daddy can do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R_ukIx6KETI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MFo8kfUahAk/s1600-h/brax+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186919866590433586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R_ukIx6KETI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MFo8kfUahAk/s320/brax+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WOW!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can imagine my surprise and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;delightment&lt;/span&gt;, when I asked Joe to paint my toe nails, and there was no hesitation at all!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am so fat, that I can't reach that far, and my toes and feet look terrible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am so afraid to waste the money on a "real" pedicure right now, with money so tight and all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was also very surprised after leaving the room to check emails, that when I came back, Joe had also painted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Braxton's&lt;/span&gt; toe nails, and not one complaint!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think he is finally getting it! I usually put blue on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Braxton's&lt;/span&gt; nails, but hey, Pink looks great too!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe Joe could go into the nail business, what a great idea!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-1205720425245964070?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/1205720425245964070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=1205720425245964070' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/1205720425245964070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/1205720425245964070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/04/look-what-daddy-can-do.html' title='Look what Daddy can do!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R_ukIx6KETI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MFo8kfUahAk/s72-c/brax+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-81019640315486528</id><published>2008-04-02T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T17:37:03.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Countdown Begins....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R_Qmph6KERI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pYWmDuEh-H4/s1600-h/brynlee3d+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184811565929074962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R_Qmph6KERI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pYWmDuEh-H4/s320/brynlee3d+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R_Qmpx6KESI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UJBv0BnMUSk/s1600-h/brynlee3d+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184811570224042274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R_Qmpx6KESI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UJBv0BnMUSk/s320/brynlee3d+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well, the doc's visit went well today. I am still dilated to a 1, but now 70% effaced, which means my cervix is "Favorable" for an induction!&lt;br /&gt;WE SET A DATE! It is the date we have wanted for a few months now........ da, da, da DA! April 17th! That means I will be out of the hospital by my birthday, and might even be able to make it to the &lt;a href="http://www.scrapbookusaexpo.com/"&gt;SCRAPBOOK EXPO&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My mom will be in just in time for the big arrival, along with Marc and his girlfriend. Marc actually arrives on Monday....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mark your calendars! WE are so excited.&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is good, she is a small baby he said, and she is still head down...&lt;br /&gt;I have been having pains today, but that is typical after these "Exams".&lt;br /&gt;We will keep you updated....&lt;br /&gt;Hugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-81019640315486528?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/81019640315486528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=81019640315486528' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/81019640315486528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/81019640315486528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/04/countdown-begins.html' title='The Countdown Begins....'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R_Qmph6KERI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pYWmDuEh-H4/s72-c/brynlee3d+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-494031462268372082</id><published>2008-04-02T03:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T03:52:32.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such heart breaking news....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi Everyone,I am sure you have all hear the sad news about Hser Nay Moo .She was found dead last night in an apartment- close to hers.I am just asking quickly for all of you to say a prayer to whomever you pray to, asking to help guide this little girl on her new journey, and to ask for help for this poor family. They are going to need our community's love, compassion, strength and support. As a mom, I can not even begin to imagine the anger, and pain they are feeling right now, nor do I ever hope to.We need to teach our children STRANGER DANGER and even FRIENDLY DANGER.Please go find your children, give them a big hug and kiss, and thank the big man for such a wonderful opportunity, of being their parent, and having that blessing in your life.Thanks!Jen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-494031462268372082?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/494031462268372082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=494031462268372082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/494031462268372082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/494031462268372082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/04/such-heart-breaking-news.html' title='Such heart breaking news....'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-7088910526222478602</id><published>2008-04-01T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T08:39:20.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Losers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today marks the first day of our biggest losers contest. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  I actually got motivated enough to do 20 min. worth of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; natal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pilates&lt;/span&gt; workouts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WoW&lt;/span&gt;! It kicked my butt, to say the least. I feel good though, and added hand weights to my workout, to try and get my flabby arms in place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;   I hope to be able to do 3, 2o min. workouts a week before baby- then after baby, maybe slowly up it to 30 min. or so....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Wish me luck! Motivation is hard to find sometimes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-7088910526222478602?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/7088910526222478602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=7088910526222478602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/7088910526222478602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/7088910526222478602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/04/biggest-losers.html' title='Biggest Losers!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-6295502269021036368</id><published>2008-04-01T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T08:34:44.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pappers Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well, on Saturday Joe, Braxton and myself headed up to the hospital, to deliver the latest artwork for Pappers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Upon arriving, we found Tony and Tamara and kids ( Joe's bro) and Joe's mom Kathy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; They were all in the visiting room and had all- except the kids- been able to pop in and visit with Pappers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This time around, I went in to visit with Joe, as in the past, I was sick and did not want to risk giving it to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; While in there visiting, he was very tired and seemed lethargic. They were making him sit in a chair, VS the bed, to keep him awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; We gave him the artwork, and he liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;He has the breathing tube out, and had a oxygen mask/ humidifier on his face to help with the pneumonia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;  As we were about to leave, the nurse told us we could stay longer, and we explained that we had better get out there to update Pappers shadow ( Braxton ) well, to our surprise the nurse said to bring him in to visit. Note: Children are not allowed in the ICU unit- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; So we explained that he was young, and she still insisted, and gave us a 2 min. visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; So I headed out to get my midge and grandma, and told Midgie that Pappers looked different, and he is sick. I think all in all, he handled it well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; We got to the room, and he knew it was pappers, but when pappers reached out his hand for Braxton's, Braxton stepped back. He was a little scared, but stayed there and told Pappers that he missed him, loved him, and wanted to play race cars and go fishing really soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;  We weren't in there the full 2 min. as I knew it was hard on them both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; So we said good bye, and went out to the waiting room, where he didn't say anything really.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;  As of today, he is doing okay. We were told the other day that he may have to  lose a toe, possibly two, but as of last night, they think that the tissue "may" grow back or heal itself. I think this is due to no circulation, while he was in the drug induced coma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; We are also hearing that once he gets "better" he will need to possibly be moved to a physical therapy center. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; As far as anyone in the family taking care of him, I think that it would be better to hire out help, as with family and friends ,he might not  listen as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;    Joe is going to head up there tonight for a visit, and deliver some more art work....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-6295502269021036368?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/6295502269021036368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=6295502269021036368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/6295502269021036368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/6295502269021036368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/04/pappers-update.html' title='Pappers Update!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-8407337007061243655</id><published>2008-03-31T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T07:56:43.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jen's Biggest Losers address has changed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hi Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have created a new blog, that is just for the BIGGEST LOSER contest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Feel free to comment any time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Add some supportive sayings, or recipes. Maybe journal some of your progress along the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jensbiggestlosers.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.jensbiggestlosers.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-8407337007061243655?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/8407337007061243655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=8407337007061243655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/8407337007061243655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/8407337007061243655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/03/jens-biggest-losers-address-has-changed.html' title='Jen&apos;s Biggest Losers address has changed!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-3079452447312251688</id><published>2008-03-27T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:55:20.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biggest Loser!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Okay girls and guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here are some ground rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. We will have to do a "weigh in" I know this is hard and embarassing, but it needs to be done, in order to motivate each of us to get healthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. We will have weight checks, every other week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This most likely will be based on an honesty policy, but we can and may schedule surprise weigh ins through out the 6 mos. Your weights can be emailed to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:mortconst@msn.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mortconst@msn.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Subject: weigh in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. You need to be serious about this! Do you want me to post your number, or just pounds lost? Me? I am posting it all, as I know that is what it will take to motivate me most!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you would like- you could use a secret name, that only I will know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4. We are going to try and do a "pot" with a cost of $5 a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you can not afford to, nor want to be able to win the pot, that is okay, you can still play for free, you just aren't eligible in the end for the money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We will talk later about maybe 2nd and 3rd place money or prizes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* Money is due by 10th of each month!!! ( send to me, either $5 or pre pay the full $30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Remember this is all about becoming more healthy. I want everyone to post recipes, workout tips, and each week, I will try and give you some sort of extra boost, to help with your weight loss. Ex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This week fit into your routine at least 3 days:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;30 push ups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;50 Jumping jacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;50 crunches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I will also see about getting groups together to get outside for some excercise, kids included ( maybe a day at the zoo, etc.) and also work on doing 2-3 times a week at my house, a 30 minute DVD or something. Everyone is welcome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am also really considering along with the weigh in, and inches lost contest too, as some of us might lose inches before weight. It is up to you, it will only help your chances of becoming the biggest loser!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Contest begins Tues. April 1st, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I will not be participating til May sometime, and the contest will end on October 1st, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;( I am considering doing a 3 month contest- what do you think? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;At that point for those of you ready, we will begin a new one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am also going to monthly, designate partners! This will be someone you know, or a stranger, that will offer some support to you, to keep you motivated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Whether it is sending an email, or card, someone to help keep your spirits up!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Meeting new people, is not a bad thing folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Please post a response if you are interested in joining this group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Have a good day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-3079452447312251688?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/3079452447312251688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=3079452447312251688' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/3079452447312251688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/3079452447312251688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/03/biggest-loser.html' title='The Biggest Loser!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-4768794362423026450</id><published>2008-03-27T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T11:46:34.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My doctor's appt. yesterday went well.  Somehow I managed to not gain any weight, and my doctor was asking if I was eating? HELLO? If the size of my butt and thighs doesn't say so, then I don't know what does!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I am still swelling, each day I am like a balloon filling up with water.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am only dilated to a 1, and 50% effaced. The good news is, he will induce, as long at I am at a 1 and 70% effaced. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see him next week and I think that is when I can make my induction appt. I am still going to shoot for the 17th, since my mom comes in on the 16th! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My brother Marc will be here on the 14th, so anytime after that will be okay too!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apparently, next week, I am considered full term, so my water could break at any moment. Oh goody! More peeing my pants! I thought this all happened when you got really old, not pregnant!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  So, if all of the sudden, I am MIA- I am probably having a baby, and will let you know as soon as I can get my butt to a computer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope everyone has a great day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love- Me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-4768794362423026450?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/4768794362423026450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=4768794362423026450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4768794362423026450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4768794362423026450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/03/baby-update.html' title='Baby Update!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-3841215829444550471</id><published>2008-03-25T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T08:12:34.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pappers and The Kid!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kWUB6KEPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/BZpB2TsjznM/s1600-h/Easter+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181697379632025842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kWUB6KEPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/BZpB2TsjznM/s320/Easter+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kWUx6KEQI/AAAAAAAAAE0/0RjXzkaqYYc/s1600-h/Easter+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181697392516927746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kWUx6KEQI/AAAAAAAAAE0/0RjXzkaqYYc/s320/Easter+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Here is Pappers and The Kid! They each have those special nicknames for one another! It works out well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Usually Braxton is Pappers shadow, when Pappers is around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The pirate ship was made with love, for Braxton, by Pappers. He did it all, and it is also a bank! What a creative idea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Get Well Soon Pappers, Braxton misses you and wants to play race cars!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-3841215829444550471?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/3841215829444550471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=3841215829444550471' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/3841215829444550471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/3841215829444550471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/03/pappers-and-kid.html' title='Pappers and The Kid!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kWUB6KEPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/BZpB2TsjznM/s72-c/Easter+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-4842595083229817695</id><published>2008-03-25T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T07:47:11.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a ZOOriffic Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kQOR6KEMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nEVQzSDkbBc/s1600-h/Easter+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181690683778011330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kQOR6KEMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nEVQzSDkbBc/s320/Easter+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kQOx6KENI/AAAAAAAAAEc/c6yihTUpzAY/s1600-h/Easter+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181690692367945938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kQOx6KENI/AAAAAAAAAEc/c6yihTUpzAY/s320/Easter+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kQPh6KEOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xQapCcKVgkM/s1600-h/Easter+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181690705252847842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kQPh6KEOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xQapCcKVgkM/s320/Easter+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kPyB6KEJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PAzbd0_mMIE/s1600-h/Easter+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181690198446706834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kPyB6KEJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PAzbd0_mMIE/s320/Easter+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kPyh6KEKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/e6twvldiGr0/s1600-h/Easter+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181690207036641442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kPyh6KEKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/e6twvldiGr0/s320/Easter+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kPzB6KELI/AAAAAAAAAEM/soUbAM4khb0/s1600-h/Easter+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181690215626576050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kPzB6KELI/AAAAAAAAAEM/soUbAM4khb0/s320/Easter+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Our day at the zoo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Easter was a great day! From start to finish, it was filled with many blessings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We went and saw Joe's step dad in the hospital, and what a surprise we had!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He was able to communicate with Joe by squeezing Joe's hand! YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Joe got to visit with him for a while, although the poor guy was in and out a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Joe also delivered a " hand colored" Easter egg picture for Pappers, from Braxton. The nurses were so sweet and hung it up so Pappers can see it all day long! I am most certain that seeing that art work will help lift his spirits, as the man ADORES Braxton so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We hear that today, they are taking the breathing tube out, so we are going up again tonight, in hopes that Joe can actually "talk" with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know it is going to be a long road ahead of him, but thankfully, he is still on that road!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As for the zoo.... That can get expensive, with snacks, train rides, and souvenirs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We had blast! We saw the baby giraffe and boy, so pretty! We saw the monkeys, gorilla, elephants, rhinos, even Shere Khan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Braxton then picked him out a prize, which in the beginning was a $10 blue monkey, but once at the register, I noticed that his back was torn open, so Braxton then picked out the red-pink one, but this one was $14, not that I had noticed, til at the register, hearing the cost owed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So now we have added, Cinnamon to our family! What a fun addition!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After a lot of walking, and my poor swollen legs and feet had had enough, we headed home for a wonderful Easter dinner, for the three of us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It was the perfect day for the Morton family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hope everyone else had a great easter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-4842595083229817695?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/4842595083229817695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=4842595083229817695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4842595083229817695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4842595083229817695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-zooriffic-day.html' title='What a ZOOriffic Day!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-kQOR6KEMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nEVQzSDkbBc/s72-c/Easter+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-7270152691072745429</id><published>2008-03-23T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T10:40:39.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hunt Is On!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aTrx6KEGI/AAAAAAAAADk/UwxDBBby35U/s1600-h/Easter+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180990801677258850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aTrx6KEGI/AAAAAAAAADk/UwxDBBby35U/s320/Easter+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aTsB6KEHI/AAAAAAAAADs/zJ0sJc6jpE8/s1600-h/Easter+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180990805972226162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aTsB6KEHI/AAAAAAAAADs/zJ0sJc6jpE8/s320/Easter+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aTsh6KEII/AAAAAAAAAD0/Ym4lyZ-W03I/s1600-h/Easter+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180990814562160770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aTsh6KEII/AAAAAAAAAD0/Ym4lyZ-W03I/s320/Easter+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;How Many Eggs Can You See?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-7270152691072745429?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/7270152691072745429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=7270152691072745429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/7270152691072745429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/7270152691072745429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/03/hunt-is-on.html' title='The Hunt Is On!!!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aTrx6KEGI/AAAAAAAAADk/UwxDBBby35U/s72-c/Easter+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-417724051581418340</id><published>2008-03-23T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T10:27:58.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aSjx6KEBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/XD7GnaY-cGU/s1600-h/Easter+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180989564726677522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aSjx6KEBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/XD7GnaY-cGU/s320/Easter+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aSkR6KECI/AAAAAAAAADE/IaOEbVekigA/s1600-h/Easter+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180989573316612130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aSkR6KECI/AAAAAAAAADE/IaOEbVekigA/s320/Easter+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aSkh6KEDI/AAAAAAAAADM/gb4RgDWQ5H8/s1600-h/Easter+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180989577611579442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aSkh6KEDI/AAAAAAAAADM/gb4RgDWQ5H8/s320/Easter+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aSkx6KEEI/AAAAAAAAADU/izT03r6-r_M/s1600-h/Easter+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180989581906546754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aSkx6KEEI/AAAAAAAAADU/izT03r6-r_M/s320/Easter+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aSlB6KEFI/AAAAAAAAADc/mnIpwPtrvus/s1600-h/Easter+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180989586201514066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aSlB6KEFI/AAAAAAAAADc/mnIpwPtrvus/s320/Easter+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Okay- So I am way behind of everyone else on this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HAPPY EASTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We spent Friday night dying Easter Eggs, and Braxton got to put the stickers on all of the eggs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We had a lot of fun, as I think this is the 2nd time we have done it. We made one for every member of our family, including the 4 legged ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Today, Braxton woke us up with " The Easter Bunny Came" "There is candy in the kitchen"! He was right, sure enough, we were not forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Braxton got a few little toys, a new Easter "Skater" shirt, a baseball bat and ball, some bunny sunglasses, and of course, CANDY! Oh, and the Easter bunny was kind enough to leave some candy for mommy and daddy too! As if we need any!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Later this morning.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Braxton figured out the the Bunny had hid eggs for him in the backyard and the best ones were the ones with " MONEY" in them. Okay, just quarters, but $7.50 worth! More money than I have right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I told him he could use that money to buy a souvenir from the zoo today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yes, I am still going to attempt walking the zoo. We will see how long I can last without having to sit down- Then we are heading home for our little Easter dinner here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It is the last official Holiday the three of us have, any other ones and we will be four!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-417724051581418340?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/417724051581418340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=417724051581418340' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/417724051581418340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/417724051581418340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-fun.html' title='Easter Fun!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R-aSjx6KEBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/XD7GnaY-cGU/s72-c/Easter+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-4760498139029109636</id><published>2008-03-18T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T19:35:48.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was tagged by my sweet and awesome cousin Kati!  So now you can all learn a little something new about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1.) 4 Jobs I have had:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Burger King, Registers and cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tech Serv, computer technician&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TJ Maxx, Backroom manager- supervisor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dollar Days, everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2.) 4 Movies I have seen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Horton Hears a Who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;E.T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Contract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3.) 4 Places I've been:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Florida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bahamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kauai, Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4 Places I've Lived:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Orem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Provo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pleasant Grove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;West Jordan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5.) 4 T.V. shows I watch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rock Of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My Fair Brady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Survivor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Scott Baio is 46 and pregnant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; 6.)  4 Radio Stations I listen to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We have satellite so:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;80's station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Alternative Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mod Rock Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Disney Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;7.) 4 favorite foods :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All Fruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Spaghetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sushi Rolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Won Tons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;8.) 4 places I'd rather be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Any Disney themed Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Africa on a Safari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;donating time at an animal shelter of some sort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; 9.) 4 things I enjoy :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Crafting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;spending good time with Brax and Joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Planning stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;10.) Next Victims:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ann Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cheltsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-4760498139029109636?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/4760498139029109636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=4760498139029109636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4760498139029109636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4760498139029109636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-been-tagged.html' title='I have been Tagged!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-2137977650603797267</id><published>2008-03-15T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T09:24:00.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So sorry to hear your news kati. I can't believe how out of the loop, you were left. I don't understand people, not at all. It is hard to go through these experiences, with a light heart, you know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; All I can say, that for all of us, if it were our husbands in the hospital, it is OUR job to notify people, whether we do it ourselves, or have someone else do it for us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  The past two days have been up and down. We keep hearing a bunch of different stories, and most of them had sounded like the poor guy was about to die in 2 min. Of course, that wasn't the truth though.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  So, here is the latest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The did the stint, the next day, they found he had pnemonia, then yesterday evening, apparently, they discovered that is was a massive heart attack, not a mild one. They rushed him in for open heart surgery where they found the bottom, about a 1/4 worth of his heart is dead, but that is okay, but the muscles that support the heart are weak, so they put another balloon in, to support the heart, and he will have to have bypass surgery, dang soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  So, Up down, Up down, Up, down. We are going nuts here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As for my cold, it just gets worse. I am not being able to sleep much, my throat is just killing, and Joe has to keep going back and forth to the hospital, so there isn't much time for me to "chill". I hope this goes away soon, as I have plenty to do before the baby gets here, as far as getting ready for my family to come into town.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Now, I hope this finds you Kati, doing okay. I am sure your heart is a little broken right now about your grandpa. Take care of your baby, okay?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Also, Amber, HOLY COW! Can you just sit still and be fat and miserable for 5 minutes? You are on the go, girl!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Thanks Becky, for sharing your experience with similar stuff. It helps, alot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Britt, I have gotten your emails, just haven't made the time to write back, but you are not forgotten. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Speaking of forgotten, boy, I would like to forget this whole week!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for all of your love and support. It means the world to us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;    If I get any more news, I will let you all know. For now, I need to go bathe, get ready, just in case they call with the: He's dying, oh, no he's not! again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hugs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love you all,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apparently, they buried the aunt yesterday, so that was nice to hear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-2137977650603797267?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/2137977650603797267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=2137977650603797267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/2137977650603797267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/2137977650603797267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-5242229377603338175</id><published>2008-03-12T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T16:02:16.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the greatest news...</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I have been absent. I haven't even had a minute to respond to emails and comments, let alone, send out thank yous! I feel terrible!&lt;br /&gt;Joe's step dad ( which is pretty much his dad) got put in the hospital this week, and at first it was a seizure, then they sent him home, then called him to come back, cuz he had had a heart attack. Soooo, not much sleep here, I am now sick, my throat is about done, and I have been dealing with all of this.  We are going through that drama on our own, but still....&lt;br /&gt;So we are up to the hospital every day, and today, they found a blockage in one of the main arteries. So, they did the balloon and a stint. No word on how he is as of right now, but I suspect he will be fine. Sooo, at the same time of all of this, we then found out that Joe's aunt, passed away early this morning. Coincidentally, it is the step dad's sister, out in Montana.&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, a lot to digest, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto better news. Brynlee is about 5 lbs. and in 3 wks. We will be able to set an induction date. I am sure Amber will have popped by then! I will be so jealous!&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going okay, as far as the pregnancy goes, and another 2 lbs later.. I hate the weight part, but do know that it goes with the territory.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so if you don't hear from me , or much from me, this is why.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to get this cold gone, and focus on Joe's step dad. Then maybe plan on having a baby or something like that!&lt;br /&gt;Big hugs to you all. Sure do love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-5242229377603338175?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/5242229377603338175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=5242229377603338175' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/5242229377603338175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/5242229377603338175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-greatest-news.html' title='Not the greatest news...'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-1560072414530793776</id><published>2008-03-10T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T18:23:10.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girly Stuff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9Xe7BxjWFI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ktvd8mC2tUs/s1600-h/etsy+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176288452402174034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9Xe7BxjWFI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ktvd8mC2tUs/s320/etsy+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9Xe7hxjWGI/AAAAAAAAACc/Ha9eDqWAsXw/s1600-h/etsy+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176288460992108642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9Xe7hxjWGI/AAAAAAAAACc/Ha9eDqWAsXw/s320/etsy+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9XelRxjWCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/336JhRToLrg/s1600-h/etsy+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176288078740019234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9XelRxjWCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/336JhRToLrg/s320/etsy+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9XemRxjWDI/AAAAAAAAACE/NFlM4z3EfHI/s1600-h/etsy+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176288095919888434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9XemRxjWDI/AAAAAAAAACE/NFlM4z3EfHI/s320/etsy+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9XemxxjWEI/AAAAAAAAACM/kIFAGz9uoBk/s1600-h/etsy+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176288104509823042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9XemxxjWEI/AAAAAAAAACM/kIFAGz9uoBk/s320/etsy+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9XeKxxjWBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Y2HByOoqElY/s1600-h/etsy+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176287623473485842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9XeKxxjWBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Y2HByOoqElY/s320/etsy+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alright, so I finally finished the pink baby clothing, and some of it I want to make for Brynlee now! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't believe how much actual "work" goes into all of this, from dying the fabrics, to washing, to then drying, and then ironing on whatever. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My fingers have blisters from the iron!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did put all of it up on Etsy.com today and we will see if there is a market for any of this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Check out the link, under my favorite links, for Tinker Bear Gifts. That will take you to all of my stuff and some of my mom's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As far as the flu cold crud, so far, just a sore throat, hopefully it gets better, not worse. I want to be able to go outside, since the weather has been beautiful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, I will post some pic's!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hugs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-1560072414530793776?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/1560072414530793776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=1560072414530793776' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/1560072414530793776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/1560072414530793776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/03/girly-stuff.html' title='The Girly Stuff!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9Xe7BxjWFI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ktvd8mC2tUs/s72-c/etsy+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-3647784279663358740</id><published>2008-03-08T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T18:42:40.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished products!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9NOJhxjV-I/AAAAAAAAABc/pSpXf7SYCU0/s1600-h/etsy+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175566322370828258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9NOJhxjV-I/AAAAAAAAABc/pSpXf7SYCU0/s320/etsy+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9NOKxxjV_I/AAAAAAAAABk/55bXzdpxkF4/s1600-h/etsy+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175566343845664754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9NOKxxjV_I/AAAAAAAAABk/55bXzdpxkF4/s320/etsy+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9NOPhxjWAI/AAAAAAAAABs/b2reu1vzfWk/s1600-h/etsy+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175566425450043394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9NOPhxjWAI/AAAAAAAAABs/b2reu1vzfWk/s320/etsy+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9NNnhxjV9I/AAAAAAAAABU/awuXuQK8K2k/s1600-h/etsy+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175565738255275986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9NNnhxjV9I/AAAAAAAAABU/awuXuQK8K2k/s320/etsy+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9NNbBxjV8I/AAAAAAAAABM/_MYqt_h5Nas/s1600-h/etsy+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175565523506911170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9NNbBxjV8I/AAAAAAAAABM/_MYqt_h5Nas/s320/etsy+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9NNORxjV7I/AAAAAAAAABE/vVSd5wpvzco/s1600-h/etsy+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175565304463579058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9NNORxjV7I/AAAAAAAAABE/vVSd5wpvzco/s320/etsy+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9NM4hxjV6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/qBowT31urug/s1600-h/etsy+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175564930801424290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9NM4hxjV6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/qBowT31urug/s320/etsy+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay, so I have been pretty busy.... I managed to get a lot of clippies done, several sizes, and also managed to get the baby clothes done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The dying part was a pain, and they didn't turn out the way I had in mind, but then after they dried, I really liked the faded look. So, instead of dying it all again, I did a punk line..... I still need to get the pink done, but I am pretty happy with the black!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am also starting to feel the crud coming on.... My throat is sore, and my head is getting heavy. Should have slept in the basement, or got a hotel last week! ha ha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, if any of you have any pricing suggestions or ideas, please let me know. I need all the help I can get!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hugs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-3647784279663358740?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/3647784279663358740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=3647784279663358740' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/3647784279663358740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/3647784279663358740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/03/finished-products.html' title='Finished products!'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/R9NOJhxjV-I/AAAAAAAAABc/pSpXf7SYCU0/s72-c/etsy+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-6260753473225189211</id><published>2008-03-07T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:29:50.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A crafting we went...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh boy! And how many dollars later?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  I managed to get a few colors of dye, and finally got started on dying some of the baby clothes today. I am surprised at how well, the black stuff looks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  I also picked up a bunch of flowers and such to make some clippies. I have a dozen or so done already, but made sure to take out a few for Brynlee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  This is fun! I am loving it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am off to the wood store today, as I have some ideas in my head on some cute spring, summer, fall and winter plaques, done with vinyl. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Where did this creative bone come from all of the sudden? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, soon I will post some pic's of the final products!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; As for my patients: Joe is doing much better. I think it is the cold flu, he had body aches, fever, chills, sore throat, cough, you name it. He said this morning that he felt a lot better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; As for Midge ( Braxton ) he still sounds stuffy, has a cough, and can't quite figure out the phlegm thing. Poor guy. He has slept with us 3 nights now, and I am not getting any sleep at all. We have the two humidifiers going in our room, all night long. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I am hoping by tomorrow night, he will be ready to go back into his room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;    I just worry, since he can't breathe well, and he sleeps downstairs, so I like to keep him near when he is sick.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Nothing planned for this weekend. We do have a b-day party Sunday, but depending on if I catch this stuff or not, and how the boys are feeling, we may not attend. I don't want to pass it on to everyone else, although , Joe's family seems to love to pass their crud on, so maybe I should! ha ha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Anyway, have a great day! Don't forget, that daylight savings is the Sat. night- one hour ahead!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hugs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-6260753473225189211?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/6260753473225189211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=6260753473225189211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/6260753473225189211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/6260753473225189211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/03/crafting-we-went.html' title='A crafting we went...'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-1096851836764810722</id><published>2008-03-06T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T08:53:47.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A crafting we will go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Well, I have been stuck indoors going on day two and am going nutso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6666cc;"&gt;  Brax and Joe are sick now, and I have been playing nurse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I am just hoping I don't catch it, this round!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6666cc;"&gt; Soooo, I am going to put a hopsital mask on Brax ( better post a pic, right?) and head over to Joann's craft store, to pick up a few supplies to get my baby stuff going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6666cc;"&gt;  I managed to buy some cute plain onesies, newborn caps, bottoms, diaper bottoms and bibs, and want to dye them and do some fancy or punk stuff to them, and put them on my etsy site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6666cc;"&gt; I am hoping to make something really cute for Brynlee, then I will have ideas for all of my cousins and friends babies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6666cc;"&gt;  I also need to find some stretchy lace or something so I can make some little head bands. Oh , for fun! I am in such a crafty mood, and hey, if I do catch this crap, at least I will have something to do, so I am not bored, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;  If I get anything accomplished today, I will post it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Have a good one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6666cc;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-1096851836764810722?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/1096851836764810722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=1096851836764810722' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/1096851836764810722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/1096851836764810722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/03/crafting-we-will-go.html' title='A crafting we will go....'/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44149256725150727.post-4202166543636050728</id><published>2008-03-05T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T11:43:59.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Welcome to the world of the Morton Family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This is a first for us, we have never done the blog thing, but figured it is a good way to keep in touch with some of our family and friends that do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Our family consists of :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Joe, Jen, Braxton- impatiently awaiting the arrival of Brynlee, in April.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;  Our "other" family members are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Molly, Max, Sassy, Smokey, Scooby, Gizmo, and Snowball!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/44149256725150727-4202166543636050728?l=mortconst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/feeds/4202166543636050728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44149256725150727&amp;postID=4202166543636050728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4202166543636050728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44149256725150727/posts/default/4202166543636050728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortconst.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcome-to-world-of-morton-family.html' title=''/><author><name>The Morton Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294133854240935790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOwAch65aZU/SxWbbHldq5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TDoLaY9Q160/S220/familypic09+086.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
