<?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-5868578469883443055</id><updated>2012-01-30T20:46:13.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike, Shaina, etc.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-2600845202231517964</id><published>2012-01-23T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T15:22:37.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introductions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Blaze has met a lot of new people lately. Here are some pictures of just a few of those introductions. So far he has been adored by all. And why wouldn't he be? Have you seen how cute he is? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CnvbYxTbCF4/TwjZQiIy18I/AAAAAAAACIA/6pLl0Al2JUw/s1600/Blaze+072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CnvbYxTbCF4/TwjZQiIy18I/AAAAAAAACIA/6pLl0Al2JUw/s320/Blaze+072.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great Grandma and Great Grandpa Dodge and 2nd cousin Karen.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x0iC-dmTvgo/TwjZSBSTW3I/AAAAAAAACIU/FxmZPomUclg/s1600/Blaze+075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x0iC-dmTvgo/TwjZSBSTW3I/AAAAAAAACIU/FxmZPomUclg/s320/Blaze+075.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Annie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HujTI-FL16Q/TwkUSnxP2zI/AAAAAAAACNk/mGnSKCzqf3Q/s1600/2011-12-10_17-13-25_607.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HujTI-FL16Q/TwkUSnxP2zI/AAAAAAAACNk/mGnSKCzqf3Q/s320/2011-12-10_17-13-25_607.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin Leah - she loves to hold him!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9itR9kjktTg/TwjY4pdzsEI/AAAAAAAACEw/8a4GQv76LHc/s1600/Blaze+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9itR9kjktTg/TwjY4pdzsEI/AAAAAAAACEw/8a4GQv76LHc/s320/Blaze+029.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2nd cousin Ty - he was disappointed that Blaze couldn't play catch with him&amp;nbsp;yet and even more disappointed that his mom didn't let him throw the ball at the baby anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-2600845202231517964?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/2600845202231517964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=2600845202231517964' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2600845202231517964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2600845202231517964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2012/01/introductions.html' title='Introductions'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CnvbYxTbCF4/TwjZQiIy18I/AAAAAAAACIA/6pLl0Al2JUw/s72-c/Blaze+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-2271884911355226930</id><published>2011-12-08T17:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:16:13.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Burgoyne</title><content type='html'>The newest&amp;nbsp;Burgoyne is here! Welcome Blaze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm like 2 weeks late in posting this. I even had a great creative idea of how I was going to tell the whole story of the labor and delivery complete with sports analogies like false start and delay of game penalties that were declined on account of cuteness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT after 2 weeks of&amp;nbsp;very little sleep I just don't have the energy for creativity right now. So I started writing a very boring recount of the events and my computer shut down deleting it. I definitely don't have the energy to rewrite it. If you really want the details, call me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I know what everyone really wants: Pictures! So here you go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think he's just about perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7284yBoMVU/TuFQvSwNo2I/AAAAAAAACAw/0Mu0NXbp4dg/s1600/IMG_0270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7284yBoMVU/TuFQvSwNo2I/AAAAAAAACAw/0Mu0NXbp4dg/s200/IMG_0270.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W9kg5WfZrbE/TuFQxAPJ3zI/AAAAAAAACA4/zM1R90FIubs/s1600/IMG_0266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W9kg5WfZrbE/TuFQxAPJ3zI/AAAAAAAACA4/zM1R90FIubs/s200/IMG_0266.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jCkfQRoXhcQ/TuFQ8Xqt22I/AAAAAAAACBA/Nl4jpBEQG3M/s1600/IMG_0284.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jCkfQRoXhcQ/TuFQ8Xqt22I/AAAAAAAACBA/Nl4jpBEQG3M/s200/IMG_0284.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5Y6MXFkVw/TuFQ-gbFVRI/AAAAAAAACBI/mEfLLOGHDek/s1600/IMG_0283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" mda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5Y6MXFkVw/TuFQ-gbFVRI/AAAAAAAACBI/mEfLLOGHDek/s200/IMG_0283.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-2271884911355226930?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/2271884911355226930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=2271884911355226930' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2271884911355226930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2271884911355226930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2011/12/baby-burgoyne.html' title='Baby Burgoyne'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7284yBoMVU/TuFQvSwNo2I/AAAAAAAACAw/0Mu0NXbp4dg/s72-c/IMG_0270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-2054238354345996295</id><published>2011-11-20T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T23:10:46.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hula Hoops to hold up my socks</title><content type='html'>This post is mostly for my family, who has always had an odd appreciation for fat jokes.&amp;nbsp;Over the past few months, I feel like the jokes have taken on a whole new level of reality for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mamma is so fat.... when using&amp;nbsp;a public restroom she gets trapped between the toilet and the stall door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mamma is so fat.... she parks in the driveway because the garage isn't big enough for both the car and her at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mamma is so fat...she can't ever get past the shoulders in "Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes" actions&amp;nbsp;but is REALLY good at "Once there was a Snowman", except that she can't get up&amp;nbsp;again&amp;nbsp;after she has "melted".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mamma is so fat...when she drops&amp;nbsp;something on the floor it's a 3 stage process for picking it back up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mamma is so fat...that wearing her favorite winter boots requires a 10 minute yoga routine to get them on and the help of a second party to get them off again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy Groves Family! At least my shadow doesn't weigh 42 pounds...yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-2054238354345996295?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/2054238354345996295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=2054238354345996295' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2054238354345996295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2054238354345996295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2011/11/hula-hoops-to-hold-up-my-socks.html' title='Hula Hoops to hold up my socks'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-8543901193776026770</id><published>2011-11-08T20:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T15:12:21.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN!!</title><content type='html'>This Halloween we decided to really take advantage of the opportunities we had including:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The opportunity to create food that was just delicious to eat as it was cool to look at.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The opportunity to &lt;strike&gt;waste&lt;/strike&gt; spend time together watching tv&amp;nbsp;while we made our costumes by hand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The opportunity to utilize the extra "accessory" we had in our costume design.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I like to think that we accomplished all of that and more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scary Dinner 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; width: 288px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=https%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fshaina.burgoyne%2Falbumid%2F5672827982583216865%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" height="192" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="https://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/shaina.burgoyne/Halloween2011?authuser=0&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum" style="color: #3964c2;"&gt;View all&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/getEmbed?feat=flashalbum" style="color: #3964c2;"&gt;Get your own&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. I'm told the slide show isn't showing for everyone, though I can't figure out why. So here is a link to the pics &lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/shaina.burgoyne/Halloween2011?authuser=0&amp;amp;feat=directlink"&gt;https://picasaweb.google.com/shaina.burgoyne/Halloween2011?authuser=0&amp;amp;feat=directlink&lt;/a&gt;. Hopefully that works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-8543901193776026770?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/8543901193776026770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=8543901193776026770' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8543901193776026770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8543901193776026770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween.html' title='HALLOWEEN!!'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-830022218293741070</id><published>2011-11-08T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T19:57:53.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What October Showers Bring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;October was a busy month, with a lot of things happening. November is going to be just a lot of waiting. But at least I have time to post some pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's nothing to make a family feel loved than having 3 different baby showers thrown in their honor. People are the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first was a family shower. The highlights included:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;A totally awesome diaper cake by Aunt Becca:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UqmeuJwq2vQ/TrnpCqaIhCI/AAAAAAAAB7U/q3I-bhRT08E/s1600/showers+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UqmeuJwq2vQ/TrnpCqaIhCI/AAAAAAAAB7U/q3I-bhRT08E/s200/showers+001.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Soon-to-be Grandma Groves getting a head start on the spoiling:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c_A4faQd-iM/TrnpG84yPvI/AAAAAAAAB7c/w2B2hro5UcM/s1600/showers+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c_A4faQd-iM/TrnpG84yPvI/AAAAAAAAB7c/w2B2hro5UcM/s200/showers+004.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Handmade gifts by incredible friends:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vzyZTeYDFQU/TrnpVoXSzWI/AAAAAAAAB70/RQfcyARgSkY/s1600/showers+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vzyZTeYDFQU/TrnpVoXSzWI/AAAAAAAAB70/RQfcyARgSkY/s200/showers+008.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;And finally a depiction of what a combination of Mike's and Shaina's features will look like by the soon-to-be Aunts Elise and Carynn. For the child's sake, I hope they are very wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUexKoSLkys/TrnpLkaJ1hI/AAAAAAAAB7k/JwWB_lUU4WI/s1600/showers+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUexKoSLkys/TrnpLkaJ1hI/AAAAAAAAB7k/JwWB_lUU4WI/s200/showers+005.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;The next party was thrown by my co-workers. They all chipped in to get a crib:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xWEIJxI-aQQ/TrnpQgleq8I/AAAAAAAAB7s/mlah19JW0Cc/s1600/showers+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xWEIJxI-aQQ/TrnpQgleq8I/AAAAAAAAB7s/mlah19JW0Cc/s200/showers+006.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite part of the party was the food: beef jerky, trail mix, and crystal light, trying to accommodate the high protein/low carb diet I'm supposed to be on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Also, some friends in the neighborhood threw a little get together. Unfortunately, I don't have pictures from that but it was great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Again, my favorite part was the food, mostly because one of my friends owns &lt;a href="http://www.thechocolatedc.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Chocolate&lt;/a&gt; (in Orem and West Jordan) so there were amazing pumpkin cookies and brownies, trying to accommodate my need to throw the diet out the window once in awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea for showers! And especially for wonderful people who are a part of our life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-830022218293741070?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/830022218293741070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=830022218293741070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/830022218293741070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/830022218293741070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-october-showers-bring.html' title='What October Showers Bring'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UqmeuJwq2vQ/TrnpCqaIhCI/AAAAAAAAB7U/q3I-bhRT08E/s72-c/showers+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-9037663400381905120</id><published>2011-09-15T16:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T16:28:17.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How you doin??</title><content type='html'>What better place is there for a guy to pick up chicks than at a wedding right? Everyone is looking their best, you're surrounded by good food, music and&amp;nbsp;dancing, and that whole "romantic atmosphere".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If things are going well and she's related to the wedding party, you might even get a chance to meet&amp;nbsp;her folks. &lt;br /&gt;Of course, you better be prepared to discuss your ambitions and future prospects if you want to impress the mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RIK-5YeALSc/TnJ7PXTmf8I/AAAAAAAAB7E/2kAHiAN5tS8/s1600/BenAnnie+079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RIK-5YeALSc/TnJ7PXTmf8I/AAAAAAAAB7E/2kAHiAN5tS8/s320/BenAnnie+079.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;What if things don't work out? No problem. There's always an equally cute (and older!) cousin near by to try your charms on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U_DFoaDM1v8/TnJ7WMZ7rZI/AAAAAAAAB7I/DOh0LHw4dhI/s1600/BenAnnie+080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U_DFoaDM1v8/TnJ7WMZ7rZI/AAAAAAAAB7I/DOh0LHw4dhI/s320/BenAnnie+080.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-9037663400381905120?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/9037663400381905120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=9037663400381905120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/9037663400381905120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/9037663400381905120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-you-doin.html' title='How you doin??'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RIK-5YeALSc/TnJ7PXTmf8I/AAAAAAAAB7E/2kAHiAN5tS8/s72-c/BenAnnie+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-7607718444234862319</id><published>2011-08-22T15:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T15:05:38.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Use No. 2 Pencils Only</title><content type='html'>School is back in session for most&amp;nbsp;everyone now. To celebrate, we are going to have a pop quiz. Since most of&amp;nbsp; my "leisure" reading these days is centered around pregnancy and babies, that will be the topic for today's test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. On average, how many diapers does a baby go through in 1 year? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. When does the 3rd trimester "officially" begin? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. Please rate the following "pregnancy moments" I've had from least to most funny:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A. (At 3 months): "I thought you were pregnant, the guys and I were talking about&amp;nbsp;things we noticed were different about you."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; B.&amp;nbsp;"You're not due until&amp;nbsp;December and you're already that big? At least you're not getting fat in your&amp;nbsp;face."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; C.&amp;nbsp;5 months pregnant, I walk into the&amp;nbsp;State Liquor store&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;pick up&amp;nbsp;a $700 order of booze.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; D.&amp;nbsp;"Cool name. Makes me think of a stoner or WWE wrestler."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. T/F Waiting at the doctor's office for 45+ minutes so you can have a 5 minute check up is acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. T/F It's ok to&amp;nbsp;buy chocolate milk every single day with your lunch, and then blame it on a craving so&amp;nbsp;the cashier doesn't judge you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus Question:&lt;br /&gt;In one to two paragraphs, please describe how much Mike and Shaina have no clue what they have gotten themselves into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pencils down. Everyone&amp;nbsp;grade your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 2,300. With that much practice&amp;nbsp;Mike's going to be an expert after 1 year!&lt;br /&gt;2. Got me. Everything I read says something different depending on if you're counting months, weeks, or days; when you start counting; and if it's a leap year or not. I say it starts whenever the heartburn and swollen feet become commonplace. &lt;br /&gt;3. No right answer. But C was for an event at work for those of you already&amp;nbsp;questioning my competency as a mother. &lt;br /&gt;4. I say False, but appearantly it's standard in the medical field. &lt;br /&gt;5. TRUE.&amp;nbsp;Of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-7607718444234862319?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/7607718444234862319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=7607718444234862319' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7607718444234862319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7607718444234862319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2011/08/please-use-no-2-pencils-only.html' title='Please Use No. 2 Pencils Only'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-2303488369364680330</id><published>2011-06-23T16:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T16:56:21.142-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Learning</title><content type='html'>One day on a crazy whim I decided I wanted to get my Master's degree and enrolled in an online Master of Human Resource Development program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am 2 class into it, and wondering what in the world I was thinking, I am&amp;nbsp;able to reflect on&amp;nbsp;what it means to be a college student all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still rewarding to finish a class, test, or paper and feel like you've really accomplished something. It's still exciting to learn new things and feel like you understand&amp;nbsp;a concept&amp;nbsp;on a different level now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a lot easier to be a full-time student while working part-time than it is to be working full-time and only be a part-time student. I don't know why, but it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying up until 2:30 am to finish a research paper that is due still stinks. Especially when you can't afford to sleep in the next day because you have to go work. Especially when it means that Father's Day for your husband is lame because you're too tired to even make&amp;nbsp;him a plate of eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in virtual classrooms there is going to be&amp;nbsp;that one really annoying person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text books are always boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having&amp;nbsp;the company you work for&amp;nbsp;reimburse your tuition and books is a lot nicer than a student loan,&amp;nbsp;plus the temporary charges are good for rewards points on your credit card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it hasn't been so bad of an experience so far. But I'm thinking the next time I feel impulsive, I'll just&amp;nbsp;stick with&amp;nbsp;an hour or two at the mall and a some new shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-2303488369364680330?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/2303488369364680330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=2303488369364680330' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2303488369364680330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2303488369364680330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2011/06/re-learning.html' title='Re-Learning'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-7582905709949387884</id><published>2011-06-01T10:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T10:43:44.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays and Birth Days</title><content type='html'>Today is a celebration day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me! Ok, you might be thinking it's a bit presumptuous to post about myself on my birthday, and maybe it is. But you only turn to 29 once! Unless you're my mom, she's done it a dozen times now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my father-in-law! What a good guy he is. Every year he sends me an e-card on "our" birthday that&amp;nbsp;I always look forward to. This year it&amp;nbsp;had dancing hamsters in sombreros. Very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birth Day count down! 6 months from today is the due date of the next addition to the Burgoyne Family Tree, brought to you by Mike and Shaina. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AFH7BdZinNw/TeZgEIUXomI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/Lww0DmZcrx8/s1600/newbaby2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AFH7BdZinNw/TeZgEIUXomI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/Lww0DmZcrx8/s320/newbaby2.gif" t8="true" width="313" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Family: It's about time!&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/5868578469883443055-7582905709949387884?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/7582905709949387884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=7582905709949387884' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7582905709949387884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7582905709949387884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2011/06/birthdays-and-birth-days.html' title='Birthdays and Birth Days'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AFH7BdZinNw/TeZgEIUXomI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/Lww0DmZcrx8/s72-c/newbaby2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-6530471223025431674</id><published>2011-04-19T11:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T14:24:03.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Woodshop 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I don't mean to brag, ok I do, but Mike is the coolest uncle to our nieces and nephews. Not only is he really good at playing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cy6q-9QXT-I/Ta3FKdraK9I/AAAAAAAAB5M/9M0yUhrxutU/s1600/Family+2011+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cy6q-9QXT-I/Ta3FKdraK9I/AAAAAAAAB5M/9M0yUhrxutU/s320/Family+2011+029.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;but recently he spent a Saturday teaching our nephew all about power tools and even helped him build a box. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O8oY2o67Afo/Ta3F1LxcX0I/AAAAAAAAB5U/6jB-iA-iYLw/s1600/Family+2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O8oY2o67Afo/Ta3F1LxcX0I/AAAAAAAAB5U/6jB-iA-iYLw/s320/Family+2011+002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BB5skwRvYfU/Ta3FZbpklNI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/_A0xdRT5ido/s1600/Family+2011+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BB5skwRvYfU/Ta3FZbpklNI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/_A0xdRT5ido/s320/Family+2011+003.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rm4XDaqkNls/Ta3F5ZQyjRI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/Jv02eNkpLFM/s1600/Family+2011+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rm4XDaqkNls/Ta3F5ZQyjRI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/Jv02eNkpLFM/s320/Family+2011+004.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;They had such a good time that Mike&amp;nbsp;lent Eli&amp;nbsp;a book of simple wood projects with the assignment to pick one or two projects that they can work on this summer. Eli had a hard time narrowing it down to just one project. If you look closely, almost every page is marked as a "favorite".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_cgup-ROz54/Ta3F9hiu-TI/AAAAAAAAB5c/QH_VxIsaJXg/s1600/Family+2011+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_cgup-ROz54/Ta3F9hiu-TI/AAAAAAAAB5c/QH_VxIsaJXg/s320/Family+2011+005.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-6530471223025431674?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/6530471223025431674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=6530471223025431674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/6530471223025431674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/6530471223025431674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dont-mean-to-brag-ok-i-do-but-mike-is.html' title='Woodshop 101'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cy6q-9QXT-I/Ta3FKdraK9I/AAAAAAAAB5M/9M0yUhrxutU/s72-c/Family+2011+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-3824624188169690739</id><published>2011-02-09T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T19:47:22.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Googely-Moogely</title><content type='html'>Mike has had a lot of free time lately and has been helping out more around house. I've come home to a hot meal almost every night the past&amp;nbsp;week, the errands and&amp;nbsp;shopping have been done, and today he even helped out with the laundry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlnwMIn8vbw/TVNQc_LalrI/AAAAAAAAB48/pTozDozvIPI/s1600/socks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="223" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlnwMIn8vbw/TVNQc_LalrI/AAAAAAAAB48/pTozDozvIPI/s400/socks.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think with all of these good deeds I'll overlook the fact that he spelled my name wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-3824624188169690739?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/3824624188169690739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=3824624188169690739' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3824624188169690739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3824624188169690739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2011/02/great-googely-moogely.html' title='Great Googely-Moogely'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlnwMIn8vbw/TVNQc_LalrI/AAAAAAAAB48/pTozDozvIPI/s72-c/socks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-7375641302657266839</id><published>2011-01-18T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T10:54:35.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrevederci</title><content type='html'>I had to renew my passport recently. It turns out they don't let you keep your previous passport anymore and you have to mail it back in order to get a new one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's time to say goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to one of the last remaining official documents that carried my maiden name. Goodbye to the most unflattering picture I've ever had taken. And most importantly goodbye to my stamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TTXS9hfVrAI/AAAAAAAAB4g/rtuJBqweM3A/s1600/italy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TTXS9hfVrAI/AAAAAAAAB4g/rtuJBqweM3A/s320/italy.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TTXTAPPhJaI/AAAAAAAAB4k/vXo5nq881xk/s1600/Europe.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TTXTAPPhJaI/AAAAAAAAB4k/vXo5nq881xk/s320/Europe.JPG" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to need time to get over this. I think a cruise to Cabo and Mazatalan this summer&amp;nbsp;oughta do the trick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TTXTIFWRoHI/AAAAAAAAB4o/7JMoaEtWPZs/s1600/cabo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TTXTIFWRoHI/AAAAAAAAB4o/7JMoaEtWPZs/s320/cabo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-7375641302657266839?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/7375641302657266839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=7375641302657266839' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7375641302657266839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7375641302657266839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2011/01/arrevederci.html' title='Arrevederci'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TTXS9hfVrAI/AAAAAAAAB4g/rtuJBqweM3A/s72-c/italy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-7793141185693013764</id><published>2010-12-18T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T21:35:18.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Burgoyne Home at the Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ16oSXbRSI/AAAAAAAAB1o/0nxYx0x8I4g/s1600/Christmas+2010+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ16oSXbRSI/AAAAAAAAB1o/0nxYx0x8I4g/s320/Christmas+2010+001.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're always&amp;nbsp;Rockin' around the Christmas Tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ16sDmrI7I/AAAAAAAAB1s/xOsoZdS9aBs/s1600/Christmas+2010+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ16sDmrI7I/AAAAAAAAB1s/xOsoZdS9aBs/s320/Christmas+2010+002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;with our&amp;nbsp;little star from Bethlehem (PA).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ16vPddhtI/AAAAAAAAB1w/4a6yoWZUHfE/s1600/Christmas+2010+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ16vPddhtI/AAAAAAAAB1w/4a6yoWZUHfE/s320/Christmas+2010+004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We have snow and mistletoe and presents round the tree and even&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ17DirTF7I/AAAAAAAAB2E/VLmxW-yzyW4/s1600/Christmas+2010+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ17DirTF7I/AAAAAAAAB2E/VLmxW-yzyW4/s320/Christmas+2010+009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;decorations of red on a green Christmas tree, thanks to Aunt Wynn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ17HpV2EEI/AAAAAAAAB2I/9-R9q2OPOtM/s1600/Christmas+2010+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ17HpV2EEI/AAAAAAAAB2I/9-R9q2OPOtM/s320/Christmas+2010+011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're loving our white Christmas and every Christmas card we get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ17ONPvoEI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/ZiEjpXcOdPQ/s1600/Christmas+2010+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ17ONPvoEI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/ZiEjpXcOdPQ/s320/Christmas+2010+013.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 8th day of Christmas Shaina gave to her coworkers 8 chocolate peppermint cookies in a snowflake jar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ16zIfezXI/AAAAAAAAB10/8V9ZhKg0A9c/s320/Christmas+2010+005.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;All is merry and bright because we've&amp;nbsp;hung our stockings and said our prayers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ16-isI2_I/AAAAAAAAB2A/dg3RN_eiZpc/s1600/Christmas+2010+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ16-isI2_I/AAAAAAAAB2A/dg3RN_eiZpc/s320/Christmas+2010+008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Frosty and the&amp;nbsp;other snowman are holly jolly souls because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ163a-qNEI/AAAAAAAAB14/GPCXJLVW14Q/s1600/Christmas+2010+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ163a-qNEI/AAAAAAAAB14/GPCXJLVW14Q/s320/Christmas+2010+006.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He sees&amp;nbsp;them when&amp;nbsp;they're sleeping&amp;nbsp;and knows when&amp;nbsp;they're awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ167XiOWXI/AAAAAAAAB18/K_Et86hQWvk/s1600/Christmas+2010+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ167XiOWXI/AAAAAAAAB18/K_Et86hQWvk/s320/Christmas+2010+007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course we try to&amp;nbsp;Picture a stable in Judea, but now can only picture two wisemen because one of them lost his head (I won't say who did it, but her name rhymes with "SilverBell")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ1_awlEYII/AAAAAAAAB2U/rAPfqhvlJro/s1600/Christmas+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ1_awlEYII/AAAAAAAAB2U/rAPfqhvlJro/s320/Christmas+2010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh! And the mistletoe is hung where you can see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ17KlGqGUI/AAAAAAAAB2M/X1JS1WCKnFg/s1600/Christmas+2010+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ17KlGqGUI/AAAAAAAAB2M/X1JS1WCKnFg/s320/Christmas+2010+012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One&amp;nbsp;of the prettiest sights to&amp;nbsp;see&amp;nbsp;is the wreath that will be&amp;nbsp;when you open the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We wish you a Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-7793141185693013764?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/7793141185693013764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=7793141185693013764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7793141185693013764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7793141185693013764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2010/12/burgoyne-home-at-holidays.html' title='The Burgoyne Home at the Holidays'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TQ16oSXbRSI/AAAAAAAAB1o/0nxYx0x8I4g/s72-c/Christmas+2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-7599837153140057012</id><published>2010-11-23T10:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T12:00:26.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Cougars in Colorada</title><content type='html'>Last week we took a trip to Colorado to watch BYU play CSU. &lt;br /&gt;Despite Mike being terribly sick all week and staying in bed during most of our stay, he found the strength to still attend the game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got there early enough to watch the players warm up. I think Mike was tempted to reach out and just touch one of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TOv18JEE5kI/AAAAAAAAB0s/GNfqmce4LdE/s1600/2010-11-13_11-35-29_406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TOv18JEE5kI/AAAAAAAAB0s/GNfqmce4LdE/s320/2010-11-13_11-35-29_406.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's watching BYU football with his brother Will, so I &lt;em&gt;know &lt;/em&gt;Mike is having a great time. It's either all of the Nyquil or the freezing cold that makes it hard to see that in his expression. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TOv18tgAn9I/AAAAAAAAB00/YIrbe5ZUZas/s1600/2010-11-13_11-35-48_359.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TOv18tgAn9I/AAAAAAAAB00/YIrbe5ZUZas/s320/2010-11-13_11-35-48_359.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"If onlyI could be out there with them. *sigh*"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TOv28m1IK1I/AAAAAAAAB1E/U2W7e6VNrh4/s1600/2010-11-13_11-40-00_564.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TOv28m1IK1I/AAAAAAAAB1E/U2W7e6VNrh4/s320/2010-11-13_11-40-00_564.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-7599837153140057012?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/7599837153140057012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=7599837153140057012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7599837153140057012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7599837153140057012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2010/11/last-week-we-took-trip-to-colorado-to.html' title='Cold Cougars in Colorada'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TOv18JEE5kI/AAAAAAAAB0s/GNfqmce4LdE/s72-c/2010-11-13_11-35-29_406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-6848360154356992584</id><published>2010-11-01T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:05:53.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Hallowed Eve</title><content type='html'>Party #1:&lt;br /&gt;Not your typical work party. Riding the scooter all day was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TM9wUFB5tzI/AAAAAAAAB0M/jZg22OF-0XE/s1600/mariokart2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TM9wUFB5tzI/AAAAAAAAB0M/jZg22OF-0XE/s320/mariokart2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TM9wWfVVXcI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/GPp-gpnEshg/s1600/mariokart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TM9wWfVVXcI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/GPp-gpnEshg/s320/mariokart.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party #2:&lt;br /&gt;Trunk-or-treating in the rain. You don't really get a good look at the costumes this way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TM9whSuiOCI/AAAAAAAAB0U/vQiqHe-R0zU/s1600/Scary+Dinner+2010+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TM9whSuiOCI/AAAAAAAAB0U/vQiqHe-R0zU/s320/Scary+Dinner+2010+003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party #3 (the one you've all been waiting for): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was arguably the best one we have had yet. The food was fantastic, the games fun, and we even had multiple celebrity guests show up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fshaina.burgoyne%2Falbumid%2F5534749162020274817%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-6848360154356992584?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/6848360154356992584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=6848360154356992584' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/6848360154356992584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/6848360154356992584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2010/11/all-hallowed-eve.html' title='All Hallowed Eve'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TM9wUFB5tzI/AAAAAAAAB0M/jZg22OF-0XE/s72-c/mariokart2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-4453749708730530991</id><published>2010-09-12T20:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T09:27:46.829-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wonders of Technology</title><content type='html'>Ya know how some people say that when we die we'll get to watch a replay of our life? I picture this happening in a comfy chair in front of a big screen tv with me holding the remote so I can fast forward through the scary or boring scenes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about movies though, is that I can't watch one anymore without looking it up on imdb.com immediately afterwards, or even during the movie if I'm at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm modifying my mental image of the final cut screening of my life to include a laptop with a mldb (my life database) on it. This way when I watch the part where I meet someone and have the feeling that I've seen him somewhere else I can look up the name and see "also appeared in 9th grade English class as weird kid in the back row". I would also look up the trivia and fun facts section and read things like "a number of names were considered for the role of Shaina's Husband and it took months of repeat auditions before Michael was finally cast." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did just finish watching the movie Star Trek Generations on tv. Maybe by the 24th century they'll have that kind of technology figured out. It can't be harder than holodecks, right? By the way, did you know that it was William Shatner's only "Star Trek" appearance without Leonard Nimoy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-4453749708730530991?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/4453749708730530991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=4453749708730530991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4453749708730530991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4453749708730530991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2010/09/wonders-of-technology.html' title='The Wonders of Technology'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-8313368572693370256</id><published>2010-07-14T15:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:33:46.474-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Sighting</title><content type='html'>In this picture you will see 2 DP employees (the ones with the gray shirts) and 2 celebrity guests that stopped by for lunch this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TD4qCtJsPnI/AAAAAAAABpw/1gN5JTW9gzw/s1600/RSL+and+Mike.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TD4qCtJsPnI/AAAAAAAABpw/1gN5JTW9gzw/s320/RSL+and+Mike.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493874821406932594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 points goes to anyone that knows the names of the celebrities and what they are famous for doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 points goes to anyone that can name all 4 people in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 points goes to anyone that eats lunch at the SLC DP because they had heard it was where the cool people go to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-8313368572693370256?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/8313368572693370256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=8313368572693370256' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8313368572693370256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8313368572693370256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2010/07/celebrity-sighting.html' title='Celebrity Sighting'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TD4qCtJsPnI/AAAAAAAABpw/1gN5JTW9gzw/s72-c/RSL+and+Mike.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-4794097701413816852</id><published>2010-06-22T08:44:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T09:14:32.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gee, Whiz</title><content type='html'>Mike has recently made a drastic career change by quitting his desk job to indulge his entrepreneur side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the Downtown Philly Cheesesteaks - Downtown Salt Lake Edition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TCDRjPvbMPI/AAAAAAAABpY/7xJR6tOlwrE/s1600/DP.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TCDRjPvbMPI/AAAAAAAABpY/7xJR6tOlwrE/s320/DP.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485614749588336882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's on 3rd south between Main and State. They serve all sorts of cheesesteak varieties and other exclusive Pennsylvania imports. You can check out the menu and other locations at &lt;a href="http://www.thedowntownphilly.com"&gt;www.thedowntownphilly.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in the area, stop by! I recommend The Whiz Steak with a peanut butter TastyKake. If you do go, be sure to say hi to the cute guy behind the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TCDQiEosLPI/AAAAAAAABpQ/LL3AvqCfRRw/s1600/mike+at+dp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TCDQiEosLPI/AAAAAAAABpQ/LL3AvqCfRRw/s320/mike+at+dp.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485613629915802866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-4794097701413816852?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/4794097701413816852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=4794097701413816852' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4794097701413816852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4794097701413816852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2010/06/gee-whiz.html' title='Gee, Whiz'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/TCDRjPvbMPI/AAAAAAAABpY/7xJR6tOlwrE/s72-c/DP.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-4013781401282147151</id><published>2010-05-24T21:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:37:45.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rising Generation</title><content type='html'>Kids these days - they are so wrapped up in their technology and toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/S_tEnu54SGI/AAAAAAAABpA/_GkXlRJovQM/s1600/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/S_tEnu54SGI/AAAAAAAABpA/_GkXlRJovQM/s400/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475045221395351650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it helps with my effort to be the favorite Aunt to my nephew, all the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-4013781401282147151?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/4013781401282147151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=4013781401282147151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4013781401282147151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4013781401282147151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2010/05/rising-generation.html' title='The Rising Generation'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/S_tEnu54SGI/AAAAAAAABpA/_GkXlRJovQM/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-3839803175231333027</id><published>2010-05-17T20:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:01:13.357-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wascally Wabbits</title><content type='html'>Over the winter some nasty little vermin decided to destroy our lawn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/S_IPqYNBaWI/AAAAAAAABo4/cLBBONw9KyM/s1600/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/S_IPqYNBaWI/AAAAAAAABo4/cLBBONw9KyM/s400/Picture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472453717934565730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be vewy, vewy quite...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-3839803175231333027?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/3839803175231333027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=3839803175231333027' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3839803175231333027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3839803175231333027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2010/05/shh.html' title='Wascally Wabbits'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/S_IPqYNBaWI/AAAAAAAABo4/cLBBONw9KyM/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-533959167048975774</id><published>2010-04-30T08:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T09:04:31.387-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A medical miracle</title><content type='html'>I stumbled across this little tidbit and am not sure what to say about it - except for "I wonder if they are giving out free samples, I'd take one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full Story: &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-1269781/Scientists-develop-spray-make-men-affectionate-using-cuddle-hormone-oxytocin.html"&gt;http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-1269781/Scientists-develop-spray-make-men-affectionate-using-cuddle-hormone-oxytocin.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-533959167048975774?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/533959167048975774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=533959167048975774' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/533959167048975774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/533959167048975774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2010/04/medical-miracle.html' title='A medical miracle'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-1561633601679634580</id><published>2010-03-17T08:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:02:32.971-06:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patrick Poetry</title><content type='html'>For St. Patrick's Day I've composed a limerick in honor of my brother (whose birthday is this week as well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a lad named Riley&lt;br /&gt;His family called him Guy Smiley.&lt;br /&gt;He's serving a mission&lt;br /&gt;to teach exaltation&lt;br /&gt;so he's happy all the time-y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-1561633601679634580?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/1561633601679634580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=1561633601679634580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/1561633601679634580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/1561633601679634580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2010/03/st-patrick-poetry.html' title='St. Patrick Poetry'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-8887177836148872674</id><published>2010-02-20T14:03:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T14:50:13.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Same old story</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last week the movie City of Angels was on tv so Mike and I decided to watch it. You remember, that Meg Ryan and Nicholas Cage movie from the 90's that no one ever really saw but everyone had the soundtrack CD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway watching it made me wonder - do you think Stephenie Meyer is a Nicholas Cage fan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*disclamer: I have many friends on both sides of the "Twilight" mania issue. The purpose of this post is not to discuss that. Any one who wants to know my opinion on the saga can call me and we'll talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about the similarities between the stories:&lt;br /&gt;-  Boy meets average, slightly quirky girl and falls in love&lt;br /&gt;-  Boy happens to be immortal and unhuman&lt;br /&gt;-  The only way they can be together is for one of them to sacrifice the life they know and join the world of the other.&lt;br /&gt;-  There is a more human competitor for Girl's affection and she must choose between the two&lt;br /&gt;-  Large portion of the movie is Boy feeling sad for the awful prediciment he is in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in casting:&lt;br /&gt;-  Neither Robert Pattinson or Nicholas Cage are very attractive, but somehow they make women swoon for them. I don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's true that there are no real original stories left. Oh well. At the least the soundtracks rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-8887177836148872674?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/8887177836148872674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=8887177836148872674' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8887177836148872674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8887177836148872674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2010/02/same-old-story.html' title='Same old story'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-7787561744368660197</id><published>2010-02-02T08:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:12:19.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Feel the Love Tonight</title><content type='html'>What's happening in this picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/S2hOMTq0UxI/AAAAAAAABn4/63X09c64cFo/s1600-h/dinner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/S2hOMTq0UxI/AAAAAAAABn4/63X09c64cFo/s320/dinner.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433678923767763730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romantic surprise from Mike? No.&lt;br /&gt;Early Valentines Day Celebration? No.&lt;br /&gt;Someone forgot to pay the electricity bill? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could have been just a regular Sunday night dinner with the family around the kitchen table. But my brother was over an hour late bringing his "friend" to dinner. So the family decided to help their "friendship" along. Then we sat in the other room and eavesdropped as best we could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awkward.... for them &lt;br /&gt;Funny .... for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-7787561744368660197?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/7787561744368660197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=7787561744368660197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7787561744368660197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7787561744368660197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2010/02/can-you-feel-love-tonight.html' title='Can You Feel the Love Tonight'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/S2hOMTq0UxI/AAAAAAAABn4/63X09c64cFo/s72-c/dinner.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-4096815714881204829</id><published>2010-01-14T22:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T23:09:08.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reduce - Reuse - Recycle!</title><content type='html'>One of the greatest blessings of having sisters is the extra wardrobe options. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what happens when you get black paint on the white sweater you "borrowed" from your sister while she was out of town?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/S1AFsqQuwxI/AAAAAAAABno/_w0wHPjKmoU/s1600-h/sweater+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/S1AFsqQuwxI/AAAAAAAABno/_w0wHPjKmoU/s320/sweater+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426843815798293266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find your inner crafter and turn it into a travel pillow of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/S1AFs9PR_HI/AAAAAAAABnw/QnJLsFJPfxA/s1600-h/sweater+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/S1AFs9PR_HI/AAAAAAAABnw/QnJLsFJPfxA/s320/sweater+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426843820892486770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What stain?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-4096815714881204829?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/4096815714881204829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=4096815714881204829' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4096815714881204829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4096815714881204829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2010/01/reduce-reuse-recycle.html' title='Reduce - Reuse - Recycle!'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/S1AFsqQuwxI/AAAAAAAABno/_w0wHPjKmoU/s72-c/sweater+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-168754050669685557</id><published>2010-01-07T14:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T15:07:04.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Trouble?</title><content type='html'>I decided to start the year off responsibly and took my car in for a long overdue oil change on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice people at Jiffy Lube changed the oil, washed the windows, and presented me with a list of things wrong with my car that should be fixed &lt;em&gt;immediately&lt;/em&gt;, if not sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the top of the list was a new belt. The old one, they told me,  had cracks in it and from the impression I got from the mechanic it could snap AT ANY MOMENT which would ruin my car and maybe even be a danger to my LIFE! But they could fix it for a mere $80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I hadn't planned on paying more than the $30 for the oil change. So, reckless as it was, I just drove home, cracked belt and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 3 days I put myself at risk every time I got behind the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, Mike and my dad had time to replace the part that was such an endangerment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They opened the hood and would you believe: the belt was in great condition! No crack. No split. No chance of it snapping and causing havoc without notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a 2010 &lt;em&gt;miracle&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-168754050669685557?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/168754050669685557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=168754050669685557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/168754050669685557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/168754050669685557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2010/01/car-trouble.html' title='Car Trouble?'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-4240822916925203735</id><published>2009-12-31T11:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:55:43.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better than a Red Rider BB Gun!</title><content type='html'>It was a magical Christmas at our house this year as 3 of the wishes on our list were fulfilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* A dozen cakeballs - Mike's sister made cakeballs and brownie bits galore and we gorged on them for days on end as we spent a few days with her family as well as his brother's family who came down from Denver just for the cakeballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* A taste of Ireland - My sister gave us hot chocolate with Irish Cream, a homemade Irish candy she found on the internet, and the movie The Secret of Roan Inish. The movie was ok, the candy was pretty good, and I LOVED the hot chocolate (see &lt;a href="http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/03/c-is-for-chocolate.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you don't believe me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The performance of a song - this was a family event, although arranged by my sister. She had re-written the words of "The 12 Days of Christmas" and had everyone perform it together with actions. It went something like this :&lt;br /&gt;(go ahead, sing it out loud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 12th day of Christmas with the Groves Family (there were):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve Noise Complaints&lt;br /&gt;Eleven DP’s Gulping&lt;br /&gt;Ten Decks a shuffling &lt;br /&gt;Nine Attacking Marleys  &lt;br /&gt;Eight Shows Rehearsing &lt;br /&gt;Seven Licks from Brindle&lt;br /&gt;Six Missionaries &lt;br /&gt;Five Poker Tournament Braclet Games!&lt;br /&gt;Four Howling Werewolves&lt;br /&gt;Three Allan Tanglers&lt;br /&gt;Two Brothers in law&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;An Awesome song written by Elise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone else had as wonderful a Christmas as we did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-4240822916925203735?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/4240822916925203735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=4240822916925203735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4240822916925203735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4240822916925203735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/12/better-than-red-rider-bb-gun.html' title='Better than a Red Rider BB Gun!'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-3806689405250942365</id><published>2009-12-08T14:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T14:09:35.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;In case any of you were wondering what to get us for Christmas this year, we put together this nice list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;The Burgoyne Christmas Wish List:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The performance of a song&lt;br /&gt;A book of original limericks written by you&lt;br /&gt;An original Christmas Tale written by you&lt;br /&gt;One 30 minute foot rub per person&lt;br /&gt;Some goodwill towards men&lt;br /&gt;A home-cooked meal&lt;br /&gt;A ray of hope&lt;br /&gt;A really good orange&lt;br /&gt;A taste of Ireland&lt;br /&gt;A bear hug&lt;br /&gt;A pat on the back&lt;br /&gt;A dozen cake balls&lt;br /&gt;A lucky day&lt;br /&gt;A newly invented game&lt;br /&gt;A handcrafted decoration for our home&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&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/5868578469883443055-3806689405250942365?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/3806689405250942365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=3806689405250942365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3806689405250942365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3806689405250942365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-santa.html' title='Dear Santa'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-6559955053813777473</id><published>2009-11-19T17:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T17:47:39.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A very happy unbirthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My husband loves being with these guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SwXmUf9cREI/AAAAAAAABmo/IbZA4x_y7Rs/s1600/PB090118_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405980167579124802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SwXmUf9cREI/AAAAAAAABmo/IbZA4x_y7Rs/s320/PB090118_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he loves these guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SwXlU-Eq6II/AAAAAAAABmI/zrBbKHx_q3k/s1600/nfl_g_steelers_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405979076150880386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SwXlU-Eq6II/AAAAAAAABmI/zrBbKHx_q3k/s320/nfl_g_steelers_300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So for an early birthday present we went here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SwXmTzvK1MI/AAAAAAAABmg/o0_kTf4lXpU/s1600/PB090123_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405980155708101826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SwXmTzvK1MI/AAAAAAAABmg/o0_kTf4lXpU/s320/PB090123_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with a couple thousand of these guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SwXlVA1xE_I/AAAAAAAABmQ/I6SKLHwXrQE/s1600/PB090124_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405979076893676530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SwXlVA1xE_I/AAAAAAAABmQ/I6SKLHwXrQE/s320/PB090124_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and watched this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SwXlUuDA6tI/AAAAAAAABmA/e6bv5wVicEw/s1600/MHR_Gameday_Logo_WORKING_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405979071848966866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SwXlUuDA6tI/AAAAAAAABmA/e6bv5wVicEw/s320/MHR_Gameday_Logo_WORKING_copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all because I love this guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SwXlVordCAI/AAAAAAAABmY/7TnfnAb3Uqo/s1600/PB100125_edited-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405979087587837954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SwXlVordCAI/AAAAAAAABmY/7TnfnAb3Uqo/s320/PB100125_edited-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SwXlUDfD43I/AAAAAAAABl4/T-V7bj3IXe0/s1600/PB100132_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405979060423877490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SwXlUDfD43I/AAAAAAAABl4/T-V7bj3IXe0/s320/PB100132_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-6559955053813777473?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/6559955053813777473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=6559955053813777473' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/6559955053813777473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/6559955053813777473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/11/very-happy-unbirthday.html' title='A very happy unbirthday'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SwXmUf9cREI/AAAAAAAABmo/IbZA4x_y7Rs/s72-c/PB090118_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-6697256484513690229</id><published>2009-11-13T17:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:02:56.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y?</title><content type='html'>Recently I was part of organizing a multi-University event held on BYU Campus that my work was sponsoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of the thoughts I had as I walked around campus and watched the event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I wonder if the people I walk past know that I'm here on serious business or do they think I'm  a student? I better make as many important phone calls and send emails from my blackberry while they're looking just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It is so hard to explain to someone who just moved to Utah why it's normal for some young student to bring his wife and crying baby to a professional business school event. I guess you can say it's just a culture thing. Now that I think of it though, it is kinda weird, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Oh man do I love BYU chocolate milk. Even if I have to race up all three zillion stairs in the Tanner Building and almost lose it ... I still love BYU chocolate milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I just wished a team from the U of U to win. That felt wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have to admit that I like the feeling of telling students I work on the recruiting team and seeing the "better kiss up to her" looks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-6697256484513690229?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/6697256484513690229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=6697256484513690229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/6697256484513690229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/6697256484513690229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/11/y.html' title='Y?'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-8258448293668333711</id><published>2009-11-12T20:37:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:06:57.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every party needs a pooper...</title><content type='html'>Our Halloween Party this year was great! Even though what I cooked for dinner didn't really look like I wanted it to, didn't really taste that good, no one got our costume unless we explained it to them, and I didn't get around to posting the pictures until almost 2 weeks later. Oh well, gotta let other people shine once in a while too! Enjoy the show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fshaina.burgoyne%2Falbumid%2F5403420337087909633%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-8258448293668333711?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/8258448293668333711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=8258448293668333711' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8258448293668333711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8258448293668333711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/11/every-party-needs-pooper.html' title='Every party needs a pooper...'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-211877667269968476</id><published>2009-10-22T23:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T23:57:57.927-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I first discovered this, I was hesitant to try it - afraid I would be disappointed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was in heaven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SuFFeRIs4pI/AAAAAAAABgk/MfE73_ea-k8/s1600-h/pb+cup.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395670214864855698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SuFFeRIs4pI/AAAAAAAABgk/MfE73_ea-k8/s400/pb+cup.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-211877667269968476?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/211877667269968476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=211877667269968476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/211877667269968476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/211877667269968476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/10/bliss.html' title='Bliss'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SuFFeRIs4pI/AAAAAAAABgk/MfE73_ea-k8/s72-c/pb+cup.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-5881050541297563236</id><published>2009-10-16T09:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T09:32:08.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday the 14th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/StiQuMGDXVI/AAAAAAAABgc/JjLl1L4UGYs/s1600-h/BabysitterWanted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393219676971162962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/StiQuMGDXVI/AAAAAAAABgc/JjLl1L4UGYs/s400/BabysitterWanted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2 weeks before Halloween. My husband is out of town and I'm watching my niece and nephews. Soon the house is quiet as the kids are tucked into bed, and I've turned on my computer to dive into some overdue work. Suddenly, the power goes out. I look to the door - it sounds like someone is trying to get it in. I grab my phone, but the battery is dead. The door slowly creaks open....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True story&lt;/strong&gt; - except that the power didn't go out, I always keep my phone charged, and the door was closed and locked the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm watching the kids again next week, just &lt;em&gt;days&lt;/em&gt; before Halloween...&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I took that babysitting course as a beehive, I'm pretty sure they covered dealing with psycos, zombies, and vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*P.S. I never have and never will  watch the movie "Babysitter Wanted." My imagination has enough to feed off of as it is, thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-5881050541297563236?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/5881050541297563236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=5881050541297563236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5881050541297563236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5881050541297563236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/10/thursday-14th.html' title='Thursday the 14th'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/StiQuMGDXVI/AAAAAAAABgc/JjLl1L4UGYs/s72-c/BabysitterWanted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-5400278660083750785</id><published>2009-09-30T20:29:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T20:59:28.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>La Casa Burgoyne</title><content type='html'>Our adoring fans (Mike's Mom) have been asking for pictures of the inside of our house. So, here are a few highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SsQWaC3ocII/AAAAAAAABfs/02xhU09sJcU/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SsQWaC3ocII/AAAAAAAABfs/02xhU09sJcU/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387455690944573570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front room - our rug passed my "pretty to the eyes" and Mike's "soft for the feet" tests, the couches need to be experienced in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SsQWaQVxlPI/AAAAAAAABf0/Qikc9w3h3yo/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SsQWaQVxlPI/AAAAAAAABf0/Qikc9w3h3yo/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387455694560662770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master bathroom - 2 sinks, in the words of Mike "sooo luxurious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SsQWa_NDTVI/AAAAAAAABf8/bVokVLx68Uc/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SsQWa_NDTVI/AAAAAAAABf8/bVokVLx68Uc/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387455707140541778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun bathroom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SsQX589r2NI/AAAAAAAABgU/nABrok2hLtY/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SsQX589r2NI/AAAAAAAABgU/nABrok2hLtY/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387457338626791634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammy's room. She said other people can borrow it when she's not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SsQWbuQpddI/AAAAAAAABgM/vUlSlEMRf2I/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SsQWbuQpddI/AAAAAAAABgM/vUlSlEMRf2I/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387455719772091858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen with built-in dishwasher!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-5400278660083750785?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/5400278660083750785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=5400278660083750785' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5400278660083750785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5400278660083750785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-adoring-fans-mikes-mom-have-been.html' title='La Casa Burgoyne'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SsQWaC3ocII/AAAAAAAABfs/02xhU09sJcU/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-9120493894093380587</id><published>2009-09-16T10:50:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T11:35:08.514-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk about timing</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my company announced they have agreed to be acquired by Adobe (the Acrobat, Illustrator, Reader people). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after the CEO made the announcement, and just minutes before a team meeting with our department to discuss the changes that will be taking place, this showed up on my computer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SrEhHCe2kPI/AAAAAAAABe8/8Iea14EcLTI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SrEhHCe2kPI/AAAAAAAABe8/8Iea14EcLTI/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382119434493530354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Click on the picture to get a bigger view.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-9120493894093380587?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/9120493894093380587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=9120493894093380587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/9120493894093380587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/9120493894093380587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/09/change.html' title='Talk about timing'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SrEhHCe2kPI/AAAAAAAABe8/8Iea14EcLTI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-1839158976741563129</id><published>2009-09-11T13:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T14:02:30.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Defying</title><content type='html'>While hiking The Narrows at Zions National Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sqqr3ZXi6aI/AAAAAAAABd0/CMv9qXdqVkY/s1600-h/zions5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sqqr3ZXi6aI/AAAAAAAABd0/CMv9qXdqVkY/s320/zions5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380301673038277026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike decided to brave the deep and dangerous waters and forge ahead despite the obsticles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sqqr4M0aOII/AAAAAAAABd8/tFD-aUOv4us/s1600-h/zions1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sqqr4M0aOII/AAAAAAAABd8/tFD-aUOv4us/s320/zions1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380301686849550466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a fateful moment he lost his balance, and quickly tried to save himself from certain doom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sqqr4thx_5I/AAAAAAAABeE/RQQlNxqy6sI/s1600-h/zions2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sqqr4thx_5I/AAAAAAAABeE/RQQlNxqy6sI/s320/zions2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380301695629787026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the log proved to be too slippery, or his supplies or too heavy. No matter the reason, Mike just could not hold on any longer and plunged in to the icy, rushing, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sqqr5Pkf-3I/AAAAAAAABeM/otXvfeokFyw/s1600-h/zions3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sqqr5Pkf-3I/AAAAAAAABeM/otXvfeokFyw/s320/zions3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380301704767994738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knee deep waters?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-1839158976741563129?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/1839158976741563129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=1839158976741563129' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/1839158976741563129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/1839158976741563129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/09/death-defying.html' title='Death Defying'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sqqr3ZXi6aI/AAAAAAAABd0/CMv9qXdqVkY/s72-c/zions5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-3915304628615059023</id><published>2009-08-21T09:48:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T09:55:46.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our castle and our keep</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/So7Cra8l8pI/AAAAAAAABcw/nDKDsGjGs78/s1600-h/Burgoyne+Michael+08-09.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/So7Cra8l8pI/AAAAAAAABcw/nDKDsGjGs78/s320/Burgoyne+Michael+08-09.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372445456723210898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the middle of our street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/So7CrwDUEnI/AAAAAAAABc4/wzf4U34LZ_Q/s1600-h/Burgoyne+Michael+08-092.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/So7CrwDUEnI/AAAAAAAABc4/wzf4U34LZ_Q/s320/Burgoyne+Michael+08-092.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372445462388544114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see the inside you'll have to come visit us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-3915304628615059023?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/3915304628615059023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=3915304628615059023' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3915304628615059023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3915304628615059023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-castle-and-our-keep.html' title='Our castle and our keep'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/So7Cra8l8pI/AAAAAAAABcw/nDKDsGjGs78/s72-c/Burgoyne+Michael+08-09.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-7190350400930882499</id><published>2009-08-19T13:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T13:51:05.152-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fued</title><content type='html'>I thought our game nights were intense, but at least when we are sore losers we just go to another room and pout - nothing like this. Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&amp;sid=7580362"&gt;ksl.com - 2 men arrested following separate game incidents&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-7190350400930882499?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/7190350400930882499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=7190350400930882499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7190350400930882499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7190350400930882499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-fued.html' title='Family Fued'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-5426921274605569739</id><published>2009-08-17T11:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T11:38:15.127-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Groves Family Mega Party</title><content type='html'>Right now would be the appropriate time to post the obligitory travel report from our family vacation last week with my extended family. &lt;br /&gt;But we were too busy doing these things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SomU1AZ8ziI/AAAAAAAABco/C3n1BPjo0Vs/s1600-h/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SomU1AZ8ziI/AAAAAAAABco/C3n1BPjo0Vs/s320/thumbnail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370987668978847266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SomU0i1J-8I/AAAAAAAABcg/a_MdQsHi0Yg/s1600-h/lake_tahoe02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SomU0i1J-8I/AAAAAAAABcg/a_MdQsHi0Yg/s320/lake_tahoe02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370987661039893442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SomU0Wu2TiI/AAAAAAAABcY/paeqFDF00ro/s1600-h/GameNightGroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SomU0Wu2TiI/AAAAAAAABcY/paeqFDF00ro/s320/GameNightGroup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370987657792212514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SomUz_4Ui5I/AAAAAAAABcQ/pcuj4CdGdpY/s1600-h/2703e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SomUz_4Ui5I/AAAAAAAABcQ/pcuj4CdGdpY/s320/2703e6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370987651657927570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I forgot to take pictures. Do I feel bad? Nope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-5426921274605569739?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/5426921274605569739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=5426921274605569739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5426921274605569739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5426921274605569739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/08/groves-family-mega-party.html' title='Groves Family Mega Party'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SomU1AZ8ziI/AAAAAAAABco/C3n1BPjo0Vs/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-668834550497697932</id><published>2009-07-22T10:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T11:39:36.392-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Kids</title><content type='html'>Over the 4th of July we took a little weekend trip to see Mike's family. Besides eating lots of good food, eating lots of junk food, playing indoor games, and playing outdoor games - we decided it would be fun to take the kids (Mike's brother, sister, and her family were also visiting) to the Crayola Crayon Factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out you don't actually get to see the factory, but you see a demonstration of how crayons are made and then spend the rest of the time walking around trying out all of Crayola's different products. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "kids" had a great time with all of the art projects they made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SmdABYY41dI/AAAAAAAABbw/Y9hRvw6xEZg/s1600-h/New+Image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SmdABYY41dI/AAAAAAAABbw/Y9hRvw6xEZg/s320/New+Image.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361324273878750674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SmdAAxG7w9I/AAAAAAAABbo/D_ESFFENUuQ/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SmdAAxG7w9I/AAAAAAAABbo/D_ESFFENUuQ/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361324263334462418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SmdAAoq3rSI/AAAAAAAABbg/SzHAGoY6evs/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SmdAAoq3rSI/AAAAAAAABbg/SzHAGoY6evs/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361324261069270306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-668834550497697932?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/668834550497697932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=668834550497697932' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/668834550497697932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/668834550497697932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-kids.html' title='Big Kids'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SmdABYY41dI/AAAAAAAABbw/Y9hRvw6xEZg/s72-c/New+Image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-5502915945789710624</id><published>2009-07-17T12:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:04:45.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me to the Fair!</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago we had our niece and nephews for the evening and decided to take them to our city's little carnival. They had so many adventures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying a spaceship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sl4pSm4xfoI/AAAAAAAABa0/5mbE8gy4eNo/s1600-h/IMG00023-20090619-1914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sl4pSm4xfoI/AAAAAAAABa0/5mbE8gy4eNo/s320/IMG00023-20090619-1914.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358766006270525058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 wheeling through the desert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sl4qVObhCfI/AAAAAAAABbU/QUwyiOetgY0/s1600-h/IMG00033-20090619-1929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sl4qVObhCfI/AAAAAAAABbU/QUwyiOetgY0/s320/IMG00033-20090619-1929.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358767150756596210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding on the back of a green lady bug (the landing is the hardest part and obviously takes lots of concentration):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sl4pTyuiv-I/AAAAAAAABbE/KVmYQ9L1wVI/s1600-h/IMG00035-20090619-1930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sl4pTyuiv-I/AAAAAAAABbE/KVmYQ9L1wVI/s320/IMG00035-20090619-1930.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358766026628710370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little one had to stay in the same ride the whole time, but he provided lots of moral support to the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sl4pWF_5enI/AAAAAAAABbM/kUhhZrO8N3o/s1600-h/IMG00039-20090619-1931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sl4pWF_5enI/AAAAAAAABbM/kUhhZrO8N3o/s320/IMG00039-20090619-1931.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358766066161515122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't these kids the cutest? We couldn't like them more than if they were our own (ok maybe a little bit more if they were ours, but not much)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-5502915945789710624?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/5502915945789710624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=5502915945789710624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5502915945789710624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5502915945789710624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/07/few-weeks-ago-we-had-our-niece-and.html' title='Take me to the Fair!'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Sl4pSm4xfoI/AAAAAAAABa0/5mbE8gy4eNo/s72-c/IMG00023-20090619-1914.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-8917818120004275655</id><published>2009-07-12T19:45:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:20:36.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Nights</title><content type='html'>In case any of you have been wondering why I haven't posted anything in the last month it's because we were busy working with my family and some friends on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transforming this ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Slqhz4fLngI/AAAAAAAABZk/vS8k_tdu2mY/s1600-h/0511092132-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Slqhz4fLngI/AAAAAAAABZk/vS8k_tdu2mY/s320/0511092132-00.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357772619419196930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into all of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Slqh0v3UpKI/AAAAAAAABZs/cEyWbffj5o4/s1600-h/P6301393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Slqh0v3UpKI/AAAAAAAABZs/cEyWbffj5o4/s320/P6301393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357772634284401826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SlqhzWCMQ7I/AAAAAAAABZc/2LI46FWgqcU/s1600-h/P6301390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SlqhzWCMQ7I/AAAAAAAABZc/2LI46FWgqcU/s320/P6301390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357772610170799026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SlqhyrdKgWI/AAAAAAAABZU/NCb7tsSmJQs/s1600-h/P6301389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SlqhyrdKgWI/AAAAAAAABZU/NCb7tsSmJQs/s320/P6301389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357772598741205346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Slqh031HCEI/AAAAAAAABZ0/tA0gq2rAgtY/s1600-h/P6301392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Slqh031HCEI/AAAAAAAABZ0/tA0gq2rAgtY/s320/P6301392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357772636422604866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SlqjDNSU1kI/AAAAAAAABaU/RVVSyqIeawc/s1600-h/P7011438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SlqjDNSU1kI/AAAAAAAABaU/RVVSyqIeawc/s320/P7011438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357773982212085314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SlqjCON4g3I/AAAAAAAABaM/Kt2iWR2gSko/s1600-h/P7011454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SlqjCON4g3I/AAAAAAAABaM/Kt2iWR2gSko/s320/P7011454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357773965282018162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SlqjBkGDRAI/AAAAAAAABaE/ky4uJNZWr7k/s1600-h/P7011426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SlqjBkGDRAI/AAAAAAAABaE/ky4uJNZWr7k/s320/P7011426.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357773953974879234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SlqjAo_LsdI/AAAAAAAABZ8/85uPtm5PMGM/s1600-h/P6301394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SlqjAo_LsdI/AAAAAAAABZ8/85uPtm5PMGM/s320/P6301394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357773938108379602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The show was Guys and Dolls) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these pictures don't even show how all the moving doors, panels, and flaps worked together to make each new scene! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say there were hours upons hours of work (sometimes going until 3 or 4 in the morning) put into this. But, the show must go on! AND we got the stamp of approval from the toughest stage design critics in the state  - Grandma and Grandpa Dodge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a couple of weeks to catch up on sleep and spend some time with Mike's family back East (pitures to come soon) but ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning/Construction on the next set starts Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;See you in September!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-8917818120004275655?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/8917818120004275655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=8917818120004275655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8917818120004275655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8917818120004275655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-nights.html' title='Summer Nights'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/Slqhz4fLngI/AAAAAAAABZk/vS8k_tdu2mY/s72-c/0511092132-00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-4510872010820547138</id><published>2009-06-08T09:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:20:46.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Handmade By Me!</title><content type='html'>I only do these sort of posts if I think they are really cool, and this one is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! So this is how this works...The first 3 people to respond to this post will receive something made by me, just for you. Of course there are some restrictions and limitations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make! :)&lt;br /&gt;2. What I create will be just for you.&lt;br /&gt;3. It will be done some time within the next year.&lt;br /&gt;4. You have no clue what it will be.&lt;br /&gt;5. I will send it anywhere! It doesn't matter where you live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The catch? The catch is that you must re-post this on your own blog and offer the same to the first 3 people who do the same on their blog. The first 3 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did will win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I was the first to sign up on my friend's blog, so now I'm doing my part...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have a blog you can still comment and just make three things for whoever you'd like instead of waiting for them to sign up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-4510872010820547138?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/4510872010820547138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=4510872010820547138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4510872010820547138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4510872010820547138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/06/handmade-by-me.html' title='Handmade By Me!'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-3523394867811689402</id><published>2009-06-01T12:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:59:46.532-06:00</updated><title type='text'>06/01</title><content type='html'>June 1st is an important day. To find out some reasons why go here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.history.com/this-day-in-history.do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and enter 6/1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason it is an important day is because important people were born this day like the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brigham Young&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;br /&gt;Morgan Freeman&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Bill Burgoyne (my father-in-law)&lt;br /&gt;and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before you start judging me for selfishly blogging about my own birthday, just remember, if I hadn't been born you would have one less blog to waste your time reading. Just think about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-3523394867811689402?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/3523394867811689402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=3523394867811689402' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3523394867811689402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3523394867811689402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/06/0601.html' title='06/01'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-7368078784388792311</id><published>2009-05-14T11:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:11:35.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In the criminal justice world</title><content type='html'>I don’t mean to dwell on the unpleasant, but I was thinking last night that if something horrible ever happened to me or someone I love I would like the following team assigned to the case:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Brennan and the Smithsonian crew heading up the forensics&lt;br /&gt;Agent Booth and Detectives Green and Lupo on the investigation&lt;br /&gt;The Lightman Group handling all of the interrogations&lt;br /&gt;District Attorney Jack McCoy prosecuting the suspects (with ADA Connie just for Mike)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had carefully thought all of that out I also thought this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should make tomorrow a “no tv” night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-7368078784388792311?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/7368078784388792311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=7368078784388792311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7368078784388792311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7368078784388792311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-criminal-justice-world.html' title='In the criminal justice world'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-8841097489655487851</id><published>2009-05-06T21:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:34:12.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Mom - look what I did!</title><content type='html'>Every summer growing up my mom would take my sisters and I to a craft or fabric store with the assignment to pick out a project that we would work on while we were out of school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked a lot of projects, I started a lot projects, and now my mom has a box full of unfinished projects sitting her in basement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This winter I decided it was time I finally saw a project through to the end - I made a baby blanket for one of my closest friends expecting a son in a few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SgJimn1XfgI/AAAAAAAABJ0/5u8EJSuMjWI/s1600-h/Blanket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SgJimn1XfgI/AAAAAAAABJ0/5u8EJSuMjWI/s320/Blanket.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332933324427460098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be more than a few uneven stitches in it, and I spent a lot of time with the seam ripper, but hey - it's finished!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-8841097489655487851?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/8841097489655487851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=8841097489655487851' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8841097489655487851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8841097489655487851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-mom-look-what-i-did.html' title='Hey Mom - look what I did!'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SgJimn1XfgI/AAAAAAAABJ0/5u8EJSuMjWI/s72-c/Blanket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-57866905884309731</id><published>2009-04-29T16:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T16:16:47.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Rage</title><content type='html'>This morning driving to work I was patiently going 25 miles per hour (the posted and &lt;em&gt;enforced&lt;/em&gt; speed limit) through the neighborhood when I white impala got behind me and impatiently rode my tail all the way to the main street. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for traffic clear and found a moment of opportunity to safely turn left over the railroad tracks and onto the road. The impala did not wait but quickly screeched out into the road, giving the drivers in the oncoming lanes I'm sure a bit of a rush. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I approached the next intersection, which is a 4-way stop, at the regular speed limit preparing to turn right. The impala sped past me and as the driver also prepared to turn at the 4-way stop I noticed that he didn't even bother with a turn signal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought "What a rude driver. Seriously." Then I pulled up behind him and noticed the license plate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Government Vehicle - For Official Use Only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has got be a good joke or analogy someone can make of this story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-57866905884309731?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/57866905884309731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=57866905884309731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/57866905884309731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/57866905884309731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/04/road-rage.html' title='Road Rage'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-631114569877200352</id><published>2009-04-19T20:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:05:19.338-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Spree</title><content type='html'>I usually don't like to go shopping for myself, and I usually don't write mushy things about how wonderful Mike is on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;But this weekend is an exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; I was going to a girls lunch out on Saturday. Really, that was just part of the plan to get me out of the house. As we were all leaving, I found out that Mike had arranged for the girls to "kidnap" me with specific instructions on how we were to spend our afternoon: shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had envelopes of cash (provided by a work bonus, so not anything I was planning on) and had to spend our entire amount spoiling ourselves at the Park City outlets that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike had planned it well. There was no way I could get out of being practical with the money. My only option was to shut up and shop. So I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a spending budget and a staff of personal fashion experts (my sisters) I actually had a great time shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Mike for thinking of me and treating me to a worry-free self-indulgent day. He is such an awesome husband!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-631114569877200352?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/631114569877200352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=631114569877200352' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/631114569877200352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/631114569877200352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/04/shopping-spree.html' title='Shopping Spree'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-5542134810781366881</id><published>2009-04-04T11:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:47:33.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Roommate Reunion</title><content type='html'>This week the girls of Alta 312 were reunited for a few hours (we missed you Sarah and Brittany)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week the guys of WQ 6 also all got together for a few hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to have friends that you know will be some of your favorite people in the world for the rest if your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-5542134810781366881?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/5542134810781366881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=5542134810781366881' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5542134810781366881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5542134810781366881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/04/roommate-reunion.html' title='Roommate Reunion'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-4912261218728569085</id><published>2009-03-17T10:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:51:00.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Luck o' The Irish</title><content type='html'>St.Patrick's Day is one of our favorite holidays and Mike has some Irish blood in him. So in honor of the day and our heritage, here are some Irish thoughts for all of you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May those that love us, love us.&lt;br /&gt;And those that don’t love us,&lt;br /&gt;May God turn their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;And if he doesn’t turn their hearts,&lt;br /&gt;May he turn their ankles,&lt;br /&gt;So we’ll know them by their limping.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you want to know what God thinks of money, just look at the kind of people He gives it to!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May your home always be too small to hold all your friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May you have food and raiment, a soft pillow for your head. May you be forty years in heaven before the devil knows you’re dead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you get all your wishes but one,&lt;br /&gt;so that you will always have something to strive for!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some Guinness was spilled on the barroom floor&lt;br /&gt;when the pub was shut for the night.&lt;br /&gt;Out of his hole crept a wee brown mouse&lt;br /&gt;and stood in the pale moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;He lapped up the frothy brew from the floor,&lt;br /&gt;then back on his haunches he sat.&lt;br /&gt;And all night long you could hear him roar,&lt;br /&gt;'Bring on the cat!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-4912261218728569085?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/4912261218728569085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=4912261218728569085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4912261218728569085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4912261218728569085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/03/luck-o-irish.html' title='Luck o&apos; The Irish'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-2680182012289433117</id><published>2009-03-09T13:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:57:19.137-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What are the Odds?</title><content type='html'>Mike and I took a short trip to the fabulous city of Las Vegas this weekend. While I am not ready to be regular bookie yet, I did learn a few things about numbers, chance, and luck while there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 for 1 - the deal we got on our hotel and all of our food since Mike was officially there on business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 to 6 - the ratio of advertisements for call girls and burlesque shows to advertisements for the Donny and Marie Osmond show. I never would have guessed I'd be seeing so much Donny and Marie in that city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 to 3 - people per square foot on "the strip" compared to "old downtown Vegas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 to 1 - the chance that we will ever buy the kind of car we rented, a Chevy HHR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1,000 to 20 - the cash some people carelessly drop versus what we so tightly budgeted for as "fun" money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 to 3 - the chance of being asked to show ID when sitting down at any betting table.(or maybe we just look that old?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1,000,000,000 to 1 - the odds of Mike convincing me to put all of our life savings on the roulette table.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-2680182012289433117?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/2680182012289433117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=2680182012289433117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2680182012289433117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2680182012289433117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-are-odds.html' title='What are the Odds?'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-7230511265066308456</id><published>2009-02-23T10:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:12:03.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Language Barriers</title><content type='html'>So the other week at church I saw a sign up list for people to volunteer at some ESL classes that the community has organized helping people who are trying to learn English. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I have volunteered for anything so I thought it wouldn't hurt to put my name down. I could step in for an hour here or there when needed, sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I misunderstood the information I read and found out later that in putting my name down I had committed myself to TEACH the class EVERY Tuesday for the next 12 WEEKS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about a communication problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-7230511265066308456?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/7230511265066308456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=7230511265066308456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7230511265066308456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7230511265066308456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/02/language-barriers.html' title='Language Barriers'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-5853341886541810394</id><published>2009-02-02T11:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:57:34.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happiest Day of our Lives</title><content type='html'>On Sunday February 1st, 2009 Michael and Shaina celebrated an important milestone in their relationship and their future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple chose to keep things simple, joined only by a few close friends and family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SYdBhgO2HrI/AAAAAAAABHs/yL-rH7ByqIk/s1600-h/060903_Roethlisberger_vmed_4p.widec"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SYdBhgO2HrI/AAAAAAAABHs/yL-rH7ByqIk/s320/060903_Roethlisberger_vmed_4p.widec" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298275530468368050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They looked stunning in their formal wear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SYdBhdiewRI/AAAAAAAABHU/ChyFvjtAMVQ/s1600-h/misc+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SYdBhdiewRI/AAAAAAAABHU/ChyFvjtAMVQ/s320/misc+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298275529745416466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake was as delicious as it was beautiful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SYdBhRM-7BI/AAAAAAAABHc/jcROW2x2hmQ/s1600-h/misc+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SYdBhRM-7BI/AAAAAAAABHc/jcROW2x2hmQ/s320/misc+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298275526434024466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traditional first slice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SYdBhk0NFpI/AAAAAAAABHk/GLTYY3R1bTQ/s1600-h/P2011299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SYdBhk0NFpI/AAAAAAAABHk/GLTYY3R1bTQ/s320/P2011299.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298275531698804370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In lieu of gifts, the couple kindly asks that all congratulations be sent in the form of cash donations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-5853341886541810394?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/5853341886541810394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=5853341886541810394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5853341886541810394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5853341886541810394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/02/happiest-day-of-our-lives.html' title='The Happiest Day of our Lives'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SYdBhgO2HrI/AAAAAAAABHs/yL-rH7ByqIk/s72-c/060903_Roethlisberger_vmed_4p.widec' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-2770416404916837601</id><published>2009-01-29T15:20:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:35:38.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on Up (or South or whatever)</title><content type='html'>Basement Apartment rented in Pleasant Grove, Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 bedrooms (yes, 2) 1 bath&lt;br /&gt;washer/dryer not included - but owning your own is kinda nice&lt;br /&gt;utilities included: Internet, Direct TV, and DVR&lt;br /&gt;Huge pantry in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;secret staircase to nowhere behind bookshelf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st month's rent includes leaky drain that will soak the carpet in the master bedroom, but deposit covers game night with the great family that lives upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect for a nice, incredibly good-looking couple relocating from Draper. Close to freeway, shopping, movies, and restaurants. 12 minute commute to popular offices in Orem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SYIvf2063BI/AAAAAAAABGs/h0qT6RyOHQo/s1600-h/misc+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SYIvf2063BI/AAAAAAAABGs/h0qT6RyOHQo/s320/misc+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296848336081050642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the bathroom, weird I know but it's the only place where I am perfectly happy with the way it looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SYIvfu8vePI/AAAAAAAABGk/bqMIEHLElz0/s1600-h/misc+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SYIvfu8vePI/AAAAAAAABGk/bqMIEHLElz0/s320/misc+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296848333966375154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more picture needs to be hung, but otherwise a comfortable and cozy home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures don't do it justice, this is one you must come see in person! Call immediately to make an appointment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-2770416404916837601?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/2770416404916837601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=2770416404916837601' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2770416404916837601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2770416404916837601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/01/moving-on-up-or-south-or-whatever.html' title='Moving on Up (or South or whatever)'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SYIvf2063BI/AAAAAAAABGs/h0qT6RyOHQo/s72-c/misc+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-9031111521418243861</id><published>2009-01-13T11:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T11:55:14.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Ever....</title><content type='html'>gone snowshoeing? Mike and I went this weekend with my cousin Rachel and Mike's brother Ben. Turns out, it's a lot of fun. If you get a chance, go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SWzjXeUg7LI/AAAAAAAABFA/wFvH2LjgYoY/s1600-h/misc+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SWzjXeUg7LI/AAAAAAAABFA/wFvH2LjgYoY/s320/misc+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290853654669094066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-9031111521418243861?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/9031111521418243861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=9031111521418243861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/9031111521418243861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/9031111521418243861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/01/have-you-ever.html' title='Have You Ever....'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SWzjXeUg7LI/AAAAAAAABFA/wFvH2LjgYoY/s72-c/misc+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-8277353432388702797</id><published>2009-01-13T11:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T11:52:24.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Update</title><content type='html'>I figured I would finally get around to putting up some pictures from Christmas (like finally getting around to taking down the decorations from Christmas). The thing is, I didn't take very many pictures. But I will tell you that we had a great time with Mike's mom in town and all of the fun things my family had planned, and Mike's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days after Christmas we took on the airport craziness and went to PA for 8 days to see Mike's dad Bill and stepmom Sally. That was a nice week of mostly relaxing in front of the fire and sleeping in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did get away to New York City for a day and saw the Christmas tree at Rockafeller, ate at a trendy NY restaurant, and ran into a celebrity (Keith Olberman). Of course we "caught a show" on Broadway (a comedy called Alfred Hitchcock's 39 Steps), and it was too cold to walk around the city so we took the subway, which was fast, but smelled bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the holidays though was having the Burgoyne men (Mike, Bill, and Grandpa) together in Pittsburgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SWzhNeux_wI/AAAAAAAABEo/R8W-0woLTVg/s1600-h/misc+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SWzhNeux_wI/AAAAAAAABEo/R8W-0woLTVg/s320/misc+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290851283957317378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And playing with Bill's woodworking power tools &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SWzhNeU98EI/AAAAAAAABEw/VSWnCDVxlKw/s1600-h/misc+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SWzhNeU98EI/AAAAAAAABEw/VSWnCDVxlKw/s320/misc+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290851283849048130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I got into the fun (with adult supervision of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SWzhNfw4csI/AAAAAAAABE4/PUrNypWyZMo/s1600-h/misc+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SWzhNfw4csI/AAAAAAAABE4/PUrNypWyZMo/s320/misc+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290851284234564290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-8277353432388702797?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/8277353432388702797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=8277353432388702797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8277353432388702797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8277353432388702797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/01/holiday-update.html' title='Holiday Update'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SWzhNeux_wI/AAAAAAAABEo/R8W-0woLTVg/s72-c/misc+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-4539785939855617308</id><published>2009-01-08T08:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:20:26.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No joke ... or tease!</title><content type='html'>I saw this commercial on tv and about died laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for all the girls out there who have ever teased their hair, tried to tease their hair (I admit, I had an unsuccessful tease stage in 6th grade), or made of fun of those who teased their hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard once that "big hair" was a trait of "utah mormons" but now everyone can enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to &lt;a href="http://www.bighappyhair.com"&gt;www.bighappyhair.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I promise to catch up on the past 2 weeks, but this was too good to postpone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-4539785939855617308?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/4539785939855617308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=4539785939855617308' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4539785939855617308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4539785939855617308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-joke-or-tease.html' title='No joke ... or tease!'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-8476390975897807705</id><published>2008-12-27T00:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:54:42.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My good Samaritan (times 6)</title><content type='html'>Over Christmas we spent a lot of time in Provo at my sister-in-law's house. Over Christmas it also snowed a lot. Becca (the sister-in-law) has a driveway that sort of dips down to the sidewalk and then climbs up again to the street. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night while we were leaving the house my car got stuck in the snow at the dip down part. Luckily, a nice BYU student was hurrying to get in time for curfew and stopped to give me a push out. He was my first Good Samaritan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, after another storm, I helped shovel the driveway and made extra sure the dip down part was all clear of ice and snow. But, when I left to run an errand, my car got stuck in the snow at the climb up part and it took 2 nice BYU students and a young couple (yep total of 4 people) to push me out. They were Good Samaritans 2 through 5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same day, when returning from my errand, I thought I would be smart and park on the street instead of the driveway. I stopped the car and *thunk* it sunk into the extra deep gutter that was impossible to see from the snow in the street. That's when Good Samaritan 6 showed up with a huge SUV and a tow rope. I was out of the gutter in no time, despite my embarrasment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this winter, if you are out and about and see someone who might be in need, stop and help them. Pay it forward on my behalf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I might have to start taking the bus, or maybe sled dogs, to get around in the snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-8476390975897807705?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/8476390975897807705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=8476390975897807705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8476390975897807705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8476390975897807705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-good-samaritan-times-6.html' title='My good Samaritan (times 6)'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-5857575405440050568</id><published>2008-12-16T14:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T16:23:24.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jingle Bells Batman Smells</title><content type='html'>I like Christmas songs, really I do. But as I was listening to some today, I couldn't help but think that a few of them could be updated, made a little more realistic maybe. Here's what I've got so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's cold outside - I really can't stay - but baby it's cold outside - I've gotta go away - fine, but for the last time, it's cold outside will you shut the door already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas I gave you a sweater, but the very next day, you gave it away (for store credit). So this year, to save me from tears, I'll give you a gift card - that's special (special).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the weather outside is frightful! But the bills don't pay themselves. So off to work I must go! I hate driving in the snow! driving in the snow! driving in the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my personal favorite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a hippopotamus butt for Christmas. And hippopotamus thighs too. I didn't work out, I only ate junk. I gotta hippopotamus butt for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I know they are still a little rough around the edges, but I sense some big hits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other suggestions to add to the album?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SUgi29hizyI/AAAAAAAABCs/HbFjG2H_nuk/s1600-h/carolers.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SUgi29hizyI/AAAAAAAABCs/HbFjG2H_nuk/s320/carolers.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280508890715442978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-5857575405440050568?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/5857575405440050568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=5857575405440050568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5857575405440050568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5857575405440050568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/12/jingle-bells-batman-smells.html' title='Jingle Bells Batman Smells'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SUgi29hizyI/AAAAAAAABCs/HbFjG2H_nuk/s72-c/carolers.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-1841070581013122076</id><published>2008-12-07T10:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T10:54:15.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>Imagine if you will that it's Saturday night - you and your spouse are out to do some Christmas shopping. You're on the freeway when suddenly the radio starts cutting out and the headlights start to dim. The battery light on the dash starts to flash. You move to the far right lane and count it as a small miracle that you're able to get off the road and into a gas station parking lot before the car completely gives out. Then you have to wait in the cold for the tow truck who of course is an hour late. He is able to take you and your car to a repair shop near your home, but has to charge for part of the ride since it's out of his 5 mile range, all the while you're thinking how much this repair is going to cost you and that this isn't exactly the most convenient time of year for an extra expense like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds pretty miserable, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now imagine that while you were waiting for the tow truck your car had just enough juice left in it to run the radio so you pop in the next CD of the Book on CD you've been listening to. It's the Fire of the Covenant by Gerald Lund, about the Willie and Martin handcart companies. You're listening to the part where they are crossing rivers in the snow and they know that they will be out of food days before any rescue party from Salt Lake can reach them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/STwNZ8GC-EI/AAAAAAAABCk/gvalA4EZ8gY/s1600-h/pioneers-pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/STwNZ8GC-EI/AAAAAAAABCk/gvalA4EZ8gY/s320/pioneers-pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277107602650757186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, your situation seems pretty peachy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-1841070581013122076?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/1841070581013122076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=1841070581013122076' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/1841070581013122076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/1841070581013122076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/12/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/STwNZ8GC-EI/AAAAAAAABCk/gvalA4EZ8gY/s72-c/pioneers-pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-1447200797415827689</id><published>2008-12-02T11:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:57:40.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Thankfulness</title><content type='html'>Things I was thankful for this Thanksgiving weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Paid time off so that we could afford to go out of town&lt;br /&gt;- Portable DVD players, books on CD, and just regular books to pass the hours in the car&lt;br /&gt;- The grass stains, scrapes, and sore muscles Mike got from playing football, something he loves to do and doesn't get a chance to often.&lt;br /&gt;- pumpkin pie and BYU chocolate milk - mmm boy!&lt;br /&gt;- Joann's fabric store at 6:00 am and the Twilight movie which are great for sister-in-law bonding.&lt;br /&gt;- Dollar stores - they provided an excellent surprise 30th birthday party&lt;br /&gt;- Cozy pants and tennis shoes for 5 whole days&lt;br /&gt;- Caffeinated beverages that convinced me that it wasn't too late for one more game each night&lt;br /&gt;- The combination of a church gym, a variety of balls and bats, and the Burgoyne's imagination&lt;br /&gt;- The Internet,weather cameras, and cell phones so that our trip home was only delayed a few hours that we spent inside instead of a day or more stuck on the road during a snow storm.&lt;br /&gt;- The little cold I started getting on the last day because I got it from hugging and holding our nieces and nephews.&lt;br /&gt;- That beautiful feeling after days on vacation and hours on the road to crawl into your very own comfy bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-1447200797415827689?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/1447200797415827689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=1447200797415827689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/1447200797415827689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/1447200797415827689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-thankfulness.html' title='Thanksgiving Thankfulness'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-3598959712301326871</id><published>2008-11-19T10:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:42:34.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>35 Shopping Days Left</title><content type='html'>The other day I was running some errands and you'll never guess who I ran into... the big man himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SSRO5sThY_I/AAAAAAAABCQ/yBd4FRApou0/s1600-h/santa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SSRO5sThY_I/AAAAAAAABCQ/yBd4FRApou0/s320/santa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270424216982873074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was wearing jeans and a red turtleneck, but I swear it was him. (I wanted to take a picture with my cell phone but couldn't figure out a way to do that without looking like a crazy stalker or something). &lt;br /&gt;But I bet you'll never guess what store I saw him in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SSRPJtGwu_I/AAAAAAAABCY/AP2bnuyvt3c/s1600-h/dollar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SSRPJtGwu_I/AAAAAAAABCY/AP2bnuyvt3c/s320/dollar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270424492075695090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess everyone is cutting back their shopping budget this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-3598959712301326871?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/3598959712301326871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=3598959712301326871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3598959712301326871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3598959712301326871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/11/35-shopping-days-left.html' title='35 Shopping Days Left'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SSRO5sThY_I/AAAAAAAABCQ/yBd4FRApou0/s72-c/santa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-8687545431743145831</id><published>2008-11-14T08:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:02:12.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freebies!</title><content type='html'>I don't know about anyone else, but I love FREE stuff. Even little FREE stuff like the samples you can get at walmart.com or when companies give you FREE pens or sticky notes. I don't even mind used FREE stuff like a skirt from my sister or a sweater from my aunt because they just don't want it anymore. But I especially like NICE FREE stuff. &lt;br /&gt;Like last night when Mike's work sent him an email saying that the crowd was looking pretty small for dinner at this 2 day conference they've been putting on for some clients. So they said he could bring his wife to help fill in seats. Of course we went - FREE dinner. It was at the Snowbird Ski Resort and they served fancy stuff like "tomato bisque","seared salmon","roasted butternut squash", and my favorite, chocolate torte and cheesecake.We even got to stick around and watch the stand up comedian they had hired, Johnny Bee, for FREE. We found out that one of the guests had checked out a night early and Mike's work still had to pay for a room that no one was going to stay in. So guess what, we got to stay overnight at the resort for FREE and when we got to our room there was a FREE Box of chocolate truffles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's this "economic downturn" everyone is talking about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-8687545431743145831?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/8687545431743145831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=8687545431743145831' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8687545431743145831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8687545431743145831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/11/freebies.html' title='Freebies!'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-2932114270926116355</id><published>2008-11-01T17:39:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:45:36.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Halloween! Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SQz2ilTNUoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/-LDRCm2vfic/s1600-h/Halloween+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SQz2ilTNUoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/-LDRCm2vfic/s200/Halloween+08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263853138477929090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again the Burgoynes celebrate All Hallows Eve with the annual Scary Dinner and Halloween party. This year it was really a red carpet event with all the big names that made an appearance. The food of the party is always the main feature, of course, and the menu included many gourmet dishes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fshaina.burgoyne%2Falbumid%2F5263847072380406785%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all the event was fabulous, and as tradition goes, each year out performs the previous. Anticipation for the 2009 gala is already building!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-2932114270926116355?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/2932114270926116355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=2932114270926116355' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2932114270926116355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2932114270926116355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-halloween-halloween.html' title='This is Halloween! Halloween!'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SQz2ilTNUoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/-LDRCm2vfic/s72-c/Halloween+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-350240347035057923</id><published>2008-10-23T13:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T16:23:53.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Strength of the Youth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'd like to bare my testimony about the YM/YW organizations of the church and their activities.&lt;br /&gt;I know with every the fiber of my being that they are so much cooler when you participate as a volunteer for the scavanger hunt and not because your mom made you.&lt;br /&gt;And I know with all my heart that it totally rocks when they tell the volunteers that they can wear disguises if they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know without a shadow of a doubt, that they had no idea who they were talking to when they asked Mike and I to help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our disguises:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SQD4Gh9zqcI/AAAAAAAAA6U/OW6aCBLv2Wc/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260477155849251266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SQD4Gh9zqcI/AAAAAAAAA6U/OW6aCBLv2Wc/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SQD4GeVllCI/AAAAAAAAA6M/X8nc0BLBE0M/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260477154875249698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SQD4GeVllCI/AAAAAAAAA6M/X8nc0BLBE0M/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SQD3HS1aJdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/VvCWsI2EI84/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260476069455734226" style="FLOAT: center; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SQD3HS1aJdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/VvCWsI2EI84/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures don't capture the true awesomeness of our disguises, but really, they freakin' rocked! No one recognized us at all. At one point, Mike started getting up in one group's face and accusing them of "looking at his girl". Eventually a leader recognized him and started laughing, but before that I think one of the deacons wet himself.&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/5868578469883443055-350240347035057923?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/350240347035057923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=350240347035057923' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/350240347035057923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/350240347035057923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-strength-of-youth.html' title='For the Strength of the Youth'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SQD4Gh9zqcI/AAAAAAAAA6U/OW6aCBLv2Wc/s72-c/Picture+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-1343369244134069209</id><published>2008-10-09T08:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T09:33:09.812-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That was fun, now what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Mark and Paul,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for the opportunity to work at The Insight Group. I have learned a lot during my time here and have truly enjoyed the experience.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;However, the time has come for me to move on. This letter is to formally announce my resignation from The Insight Group starting today. I understand that this creates an extra work load for the office staff. Therefore, I am willing to stay at the Insight Group until the 23rd of December, providing time for a replacement to be hired and trained. I hope this will help in the transition process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I am grateful for all that I have gained during my time with The Insight Group. Please let me know what I can do to make my final time here a productive experience.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Best Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaina Burgoyne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the formal letter I wrote to say I was quitting my job at the end of the year. (I thought it was extra generous of me to give them this much of a notice). I ended up not using the letter, but just saying all of it face-to-face with my bosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For as many times as I had daydreamed of that moment, I'm proud of myself for how nice I acted when it actually happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can still save the big "lashing out and telling them what I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; think of the way they run their business" speech for my last day. That gives me a few more months to perfect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Anyone out there hiring?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-1343369244134069209?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/1343369244134069209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=1343369244134069209' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/1343369244134069209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/1343369244134069209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/10/dear-mark-and-paul-thank-you-for.html' title='That was fun, now what?'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-5309013086384308613</id><published>2008-10-04T16:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T08:29:01.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamma Mia! Mandate Voci!</title><content type='html'>Did you seriously think I was not going to write about the Saturday Morning session of conference? C'mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was exactly 5 years ago this week that I entered the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MTC&lt;/span&gt; to go to Italy. So for exactly 5 years I have been praying for a temple in that country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so surprised to have that answer finally come this weekend when President &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Monson&lt;/span&gt; announced that construction will soon begin on the Rome, Italy temple. I was shaking a little I was so happy. (A temple near Mike's hometown in Philadelphia was a very nice bonus. It couldn't have been better if Pres Monson had asked us to pick the next two ourselves. I feel like we won the temple lottery).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had heard rumors of how close Rome was to getting a temple since I had started taking Italian 101 classes back in 2001. The rumors got more exciting when I actually got to Italy. My sources (the Italian Relief Society Network) told me that back in the 1970's a bunch of members put up the money to buy a parcel of land right in the middle of Rome, just to be prepared. Also:&lt;br /&gt;- that President &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hinckley&lt;/span&gt; had said that he hoped to announce the construction of the Rome temple at conference before he died&lt;br /&gt;- that Italy just needed 100 more priesthood holders for the church to be big enough (or 1 more stake or 2 more wards or some qualifying number like that, it changed sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;- that it would be built soon but the church has to pay for the all the power lines in that part of the city to be rerouted underground so the steeple can be built&lt;br /&gt;- and my favorite was that the design and location had already been approved and it just so happens that when the sun hits the temple in the middle of the day the steeple and the angel Moroni will cast a shadow that will cut right through the middle of the Vatican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so I'm sure most of that was exaggerated versions of some tidbit of truth. But what is true is how this will bless the people of Italy and a lot of Europe too. The members I worked with had to take 20+ hour bus rides to get the temple. It cost a lot of money, and they usually only had 1 trip per year scheduled. Rome is only 6 hours away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faces of all the members I grew to love kept coming to memory during the rest of the day. I couldn't help but picture their joy as they sat in their small chapels or rented out rooms that make up a meeting house and listened to that announcement. I wish I was with them. Maybe I can save up enough to be with them at the dedication...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-5309013086384308613?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/5309013086384308613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=5309013086384308613' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5309013086384308613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5309013086384308613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/10/mamma-mia-mandate-voci.html' title='Mamma Mia! Mandate Voci!'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-4753452958810452124</id><published>2008-09-23T11:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:40:03.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Election Time!</title><content type='html'>No, we're not talking McCain/Obama, that's for another day. This  is a much more important issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday Mike and I went to the RSL vs Chivas game. It was great. The week before we went to the BYU vs UCLA game. Also great. This got me thinking, if I had to choose a favorite between Football and Futbol, which would I pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked out some possible arguments for both sides.&lt;br /&gt;(F = Football, S = Soccer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Game Day&lt;br /&gt;F: With the pregame show, the tailgate party, 4 hours for the game itself and then the post game analysis, the excitement lasts literally &lt;u&gt;all&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;day&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;long&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;S: You go, you cheer, you have fun, you get on with the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Game&lt;br /&gt;F: Complicated rules with even more complicated plays displays a sense of intelligence just to understand the action. Yet it's still just big guys crashing into each other at full speed while playing keep away.&lt;br /&gt;S: Simple rules (ball in net, no hands), simple plays. A lot of aggression but an element of finesse to make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Players and their drama&lt;br /&gt;F: Talking tough, playing rough, and showing their need for attention in end zone celebrations and sideline fights. But the real drama is their off the field lifestyles.&lt;br /&gt;S: Real fouls that are never seen (unless they draw blood) and then the fake flops and falls to remind everyone that they are still there. Who knows what they do off the field. Who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The "Big Game"&lt;br /&gt;F: The Super Bowl brings in more money and attention than anything else on tv. But is it the game or the commercials?&lt;br /&gt;S: The World Cup is a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;world wide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; event. But you have to wait 4 years until the next one. Still, that's 4 years of bragging rights (Italia 2006!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Cultural Impact&lt;br /&gt;F: Arguably America's most popular sport right now. Knowing a few things about the teams and the players can get you small talk with just about anyone and earn you respect with the guys at the office and your father-in-law. You just can't avoid the in-state college rivalry.&lt;br /&gt;S: The world's most popular sport. In the States, popular among kids, and the fastest growing in popularity among adults. But locally, only the die-hard fans will know who's playing and what's happening. Not a general conversation topic yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, time to vote! Which would you pick and why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-4753452958810452124?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/4753452958810452124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=4753452958810452124' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4753452958810452124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4753452958810452124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/09/election-time.html' title='Election Time!'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-7142643194306288210</id><published>2008-09-13T10:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T10:47:31.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spittin' Image</title><content type='html'>(Monday morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coworker: Shaina, I have to tell you what happened this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Shaina: Oh really, what?&lt;br /&gt;Coworker: Well my stake got reorganized, and since I'm a branch president in the stake I got to go to a special meeting with the General Authorities who were doing the reorganizing.&lt;br /&gt;Shaina: Wow, that's great.&lt;br /&gt;Coworker: So I walk into the room and it's Elder Nelson of the 12 and Elder LeGrand Curtis of the 70. They both stand up to shake my hand and smile as I meet them. Well, the instant Elder Curtis smiled at me, the first thing I thought was "wow, he reminds me so much of Mike Burgoyne." Wierd huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're telling me. Should I be worried that a an old man reminds him of my husband? Or complimented that he thinks my husband has a GA smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SMvspLZI5QI/AAAAAAAAA2o/0TRKwqRJxa0/s1600-h/curtis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245546383180096770" style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SMvspLZI5QI/AAAAAAAAA2o/0TRKwqRJxa0/s320/curtis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder LeGrand Curtis, Jr. of the 5th Quorum of the Seventy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-7142643194306288210?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/7142643194306288210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=7142643194306288210' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7142643194306288210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7142643194306288210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/09/spittin-image.html' title='Spittin&apos; Image'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SMvspLZI5QI/AAAAAAAAA2o/0TRKwqRJxa0/s72-c/curtis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-3367117642252043448</id><published>2008-09-05T12:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T13:43:34.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Book Buffet</title><content type='html'>This summer I worked my way through a 4 course meal of literature. Some courses I liked better than others, but overall it was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;satisfying&lt;/span&gt;. Here is what I read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journey to the Center of the Earth (Jules Verne): Supposed to be one of the great forerunners to Science Fiction. I liked the idea, but couldn't get through all the scientific jargon to make it even to the half way point. It was like eating bran cereal; too much fiber and not enough taste to make it worth my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Twilight Series (Stephanie Meyers): Yep, I gave in to peer pressure and read all 4 of them. It was a great way to pass the 30+ hours I spent in the car during 2 road trips. They weren't brilliant works of literature, but I was entertained. It was like eating grocery store birthday cake - good for the moment, no real &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nutritional&lt;/span&gt; value, and sometimes you can't take in too much in one sitting without getting sick, but you know that if it's around you're going to want a piece. And it's much better when it's shared with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver Twist (Charles Dickens): &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, I approached this one with a bias, I already love Dickens. This was good, but not great. Really good characters, intriguing moral themes and brilliant social satire, but way wordy and a little far fetched. It's like how the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;casseroles&lt;/span&gt; I cook turn out: I worry so much about getting it right that I over do it and it ends up just tasting weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, Vol 2 (Sir Arthur Conan Doyle): This was by far my favorite. It was well written, entertaining, explored different aspects of human nature, and I felt smarter after reading it (especially when I could start putting the solution together before Holmes!) And each story was short but fulfilling so I could either nibble a little or chow down as I wanted. It was perfectly flavored and in perfect proportions. It won't be long before I go back for a second helping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-3367117642252043448?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/3367117642252043448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=3367117642252043448' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3367117642252043448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3367117642252043448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-book-buffet.html' title='My Book Buffet'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-3628014167929525348</id><published>2008-08-25T13:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T13:19:49.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You're a good man, Homer Simpson</title><content type='html'>In my office when someone has a birthday we all take an hour break and sit around eating cake and talking. Also in my office, there is one person who enjoys doing most of the talking. He happens to the be the boss too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; birthday. I ordered a lemon raspberry cake with cream cheese frosting. The boss told a 25 minute story about the remodel he's doing on his house.&lt;br /&gt;This was my experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SLMEV03G5zI/AAAAAAAAAfU/_5gWllNv3p4/s1600-h/peanuts_veil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238535564575565618" style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SLMEV03G5zI/AAAAAAAAAfU/_5gWllNv3p4/s320/peanuts_veil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My train of thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SLMEWKHCWpI/AAAAAAAAAfc/8WWeCAW2vXs/s1600-h/homer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238535570279520914" style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SLMEWKHCWpI/AAAAAAAAAfc/8WWeCAW2vXs/s320/homer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mmmm&lt;/span&gt; cream cheese frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, that's exactly what was like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-3628014167929525348?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/3628014167929525348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=3628014167929525348' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3628014167929525348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3628014167929525348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/08/youre-good-man-homer-simpson.html' title='You&apos;re a good man, Homer Simpson'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SLMEV03G5zI/AAAAAAAAAfU/_5gWllNv3p4/s72-c/peanuts_veil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-7073841784949036364</id><published>2008-08-20T20:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T08:35:00.594-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Inspiration</title><content type='html'>So I've been watching a lot of the Olympic Games. I mean many, many hours each day. Too much? Maybe, except that watching the athletes has kind of inspired me. So I decided today I was going to go all Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Phelphs&lt;/span&gt; and swim laps in our apartment pool - just for the fun of it. (I even learned how to do the different strokes from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, I'm that bad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had previously checked that there was no one else around to watch me. I'm not ready for judges yet. So, I get all ready and head to the pool. When I get to the pool, however, I can't get in. It's locked for cleaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's twice this summer that they closed the pool, but I didn't find out until I was already at the gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't these people know how much effort it takes for a woman to put on a swimsuit and go out in public wearing it? The mental strength! The emotional stability! The shaving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deserve a gold medal just for making it to the gate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have some Gold Meadow Mint Chocolate in the freezer.... that's close enough for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SKzXz81lghI/AAAAAAAAAe8/62xujBRir1k/s1600-h/goldmedal.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236797754229228050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SKzXz81lghI/AAAAAAAAAe8/62xujBRir1k/s320/goldmedal.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-7073841784949036364?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/7073841784949036364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=7073841784949036364' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7073841784949036364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7073841784949036364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/08/inspiration.html' title='An Inspiration'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SKzXz81lghI/AAAAAAAAAe8/62xujBRir1k/s72-c/goldmedal.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-6005627761104654861</id><published>2008-08-18T09:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:48:24.115-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again</title><content type='html'>You know that uneasy feeling you get in the pit of your stomach on Sunday nights when you realize the next morning you have to go to work again? Coming home from vacation is like that - only worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the headache you get when you've just finished making a huge batch of cookies and you see all the mess that activity has caused that now needs to be cleaned up? Unpacking from vacation is like that - only worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the dizziness you feel when you stare too long at one of those "hidden 3-D image" pictures and still can't see the jumping dolphins or whatever? Sorting out the budget after a vacation is like that - only worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with the uneasy stomach, headache, and dizziness coming home has caused,  maybe I should stay in bed just one more day....right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-6005627761104654861?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/6005627761104654861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=6005627761104654861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/6005627761104654861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/6005627761104654861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/08/home-again.html' title='Home Again'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-4157054962811853654</id><published>2008-08-09T12:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T12:34:54.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cultural Insight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I try not to be one of those dorky missionaries who always talks about the cool places they were in and what they do, but....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Italians are very good at taking vacation. One holiday I particularly am in favor of is Ferragosto. Basically the whole country shuts down for the month of August and goes to the beach. I think the US can learn from this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The official day of Ferragosto is August 15th. EVERYONE is gone that day. Most people show so much dedication to the purpose of the holiday (either the ascension of the Virgin Mary into heaven or the goddess Diana and her fertility depending on your research source) that they take at least the week and usually the month off of work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the point is, this week in August is dedicated to doing nothing but relaxing and having fun. We plan to celebrate this whole-heartedly as we leave for Colorado. (Not a beach, but whatever). We hope you do too in any way you can. Maybe we'll start a trend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SJ3gASkURPI/AAAAAAAAAe0/6xOg_L76DtQ/s1600-h/Ferie,+forse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232584637663167730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SJ3gASkURPI/AAAAAAAAAe0/6xOg_L76DtQ/s320/Ferie,+forse.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(reads: closed for holiday will reopen Friday August 24th. Maybe.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-4157054962811853654?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/4157054962811853654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=4157054962811853654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4157054962811853654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4157054962811853654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/08/get-your-vacation-on.html' title='Cultural Insight'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SJ3gASkURPI/AAAAAAAAAe0/6xOg_L76DtQ/s72-c/Ferie,+forse.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-3368702363080707043</id><published>2008-08-06T12:46:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T13:24:28.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Minutes taken from the Burgoyne Blog Planning/Writing Committee Meeting:</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Events of Note since last blog:&lt;br /&gt;- Noah (nephew) born - practical joker already by spending 10 days in NICU just for fun but home now. &lt;br /&gt;- Cousin Carolyn married, beautiful wedding and time with family was almost worth the 2 hour delay at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;- Mamma Burgoyne's visit. Much fun and much dessert!!&lt;br /&gt;- Papa (Mike's grandpa) passed away. Described as author of all that is silly and fun in the family. He's home now too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Accomplishments/Areas for Improvement:&lt;br /&gt;- Shaina finished spring cleaning the apartment. Mike being away on business made throwing out clutter a more efficient process.&lt;br /&gt;- While Mike was away he picked out a dress for Shaina all by himself. Correct size too. Under consideration for advancement to head of the Fashion Committee.&lt;br /&gt;- Meeting scheduled with Budget Committee to review need of driving versus need of eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upcoming Events:&lt;br /&gt;- Groves' family trip to Durango&lt;br /&gt;- Football Season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-3368702363080707043?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/3368702363080707043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=3368702363080707043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3368702363080707043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3368702363080707043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/08/minutes-taken-from-burgoyne-blog.html' title='Minutes taken from the Burgoyne Blog Planning/Writing Committee Meeting:'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-7922998332664979875</id><published>2008-07-25T11:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:10:36.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Runner 5313</title><content type='html'>I know many have been anticipating this... the results are finally in from the "big run" yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to talk my brother and sister into running with me, which made it even more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the stats for the 5k:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Out of 219 runners...&lt;/p&gt;Riley was 31st with a time of 23:48:8 (3rd out of 17 in his age group)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 69&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; with a time of 27:40:9 (7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; out of 31 in my age group)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Carynn&lt;/span&gt; was 120&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; with a time of 32:20:3. (11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; out of 24 in her age group)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just glad that being the first real race for all of us we at least crossed the finish line, but it's a little sweeter that none of us were even in the bottom 1/4 of the ranking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SIoWBEtokCI/AAAAAAAAAeU/J25qt36J8rA/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227014525217706018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SIoWBEtokCI/AAAAAAAAAeU/J25qt36J8rA/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am an expert in running, let me share some of the wisdom I've gained in the past 3 months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Good shoes really do make a world of difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Waking up at 5:30 to run still sucks, even if you've been doing it for 3 months and it's the day before your race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Running outside is better in the morning when there aren't people around and it's not hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Running on a treadmill only works if there is something really good on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; to watch while you run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It really is the diet + &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; formula that works because even when you exercise 4 times a week, if you eat a lot of cupcakes, ice cream and cookies, your high school jeans still won't fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Crossing the finish line is a great feeling, no matter what time it was at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more races coming up in August and September, if anyone else wants to join in the fun!&lt;div 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5313'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SIoWBEtokCI/AAAAAAAAAeU/J25qt36J8rA/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-4151820414106894532</id><published>2008-07-21T12:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:25:58.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaina's Spa and Resort</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;*Spa is only open on weekends when Mike is out of town and Shaina is left home alone on a Friday night and can only service one person (Shaina) per day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Services include:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* scrumptious dinner of all salad and no meat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* complete facial with the exclusive exfoliating scrub with olive oil extractsfollowed by an avacado mud mask to purify and mosturize&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* overnight hair repair treatment with a deep conditioner the next morning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* free showing of the best chic flics cable has to offer, ice cream optional (this week's movie of choice was Little Women)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* a luxurious queen size bed all to your self with no snoring or morning breath to bother you and no one else to steal the sheets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Also available: hot tub, pedicures/manicures and pilates classes (well, a DVD).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Total cost: $4.00 (for salad and ice cream) thanks to the free samples in the mail, newspapers, and grocery store.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd prefer to have Mike home with me every weekend, but when he does have to leave, at least I make the most of it!&lt;div 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Resort'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-8804468717472757944</id><published>2008-07-11T11:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T11:57:57.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Office Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Some people are married to their jobs, we're just dating ours*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple is dating. One person decides that things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aren&lt;/span&gt;’t really going as well they used to be and that they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aren&lt;/span&gt;’t really as happy in that relationship as they thought they would be. The “maybe it’s time to break up” idea starts forming in the back of their mind. They have nearly reached a definite “I want out” when suddenly something happens: flowers for no reason, a real engaging conversation, or just a great doorstep scene, and the person starts to reconsider. They think “well, maybe things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;aren&lt;/span&gt;’t SO bad, I’ll stay in a little longer and see what happens.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “maybe, well maybe not” battle continues, sometimes for years, before any definite action is taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had left all of that behind when I got married. I was wrong. Apparently the mind games that go on in the dating world can also happen in the corporate world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately more than ever, Mike and I have been thinking about how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-thrilled we are with what we’re doing at work. It’s not that we have bad jobs; they just don’t make us really happy anymore. We talk about when and how we can “break up” with work.&lt;br /&gt;Then, this week happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work bought everyone lunch and cupcakes and I had a great morning with one of my coworkers restructuring a process that has been a mess for years. It was like having one of those “engaging conversations” with my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike’s work took us to Park City and paid for an evening of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;zipline&lt;/span&gt;, alpine slide, and roller coaster rides kicked off by a nice dinner where the head of his department lathered on the flattery and praise for each individual member of the team. It was a sort of “flowers for no reason” night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ended the week with a “well, maybe it’s not SO bad.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, in the back of our minds we’re still thinking about breaking up. Unless an incredible "doorstep scene" raise comes along…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-8804468717472757944?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/8804468717472757944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=8804468717472757944' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8804468717472757944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8804468717472757944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/07/office-romance.html' title='Office Romance'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-954718310814313450</id><published>2008-07-03T12:45:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T12:52:43.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Land that We Love</title><content type='html'>We are celebrating the 4th of July this year by sleeping in and then attending 4 different BBQs/Picnics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of food, lots of friends and no work for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I call living the American Dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS AMERICA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-954718310814313450?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/954718310814313450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=954718310814313450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/954718310814313450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/954718310814313450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/07/land-that-we-love.html' title='Land that We Love'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-8461084658004627427</id><published>2008-06-27T08:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T09:53:31.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitchcock</title><content type='html'>I've seen the movie "The Birds" twice. While I appreciate Hitchcock's contribution to cinematic history and have enjoyed some of his other films, this one really didn't do it for me. It might have been the people I watched it with or something, I don't know. But I think if I were to see it again now, I would have a much better appreciation for it. Why? Because now I've lived it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 2 weeks every day after work, and sometimes at lunch too, when I have walked out of the parking garage at my office this little blackbird has swooped down towards me and continued to fly near me until I reach my car. Each day he has gotten a little closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago I was on guard, looking for him as I careful walked out. At first I didn't see him. Then I turned my head to see his sharp beak coming at full speed straight for my face. I turned and ducked quick enough to feel his wings brush against my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SGUMU07gnNI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pVHdILMvAhs/s1600-h/birds3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216589295323749586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SGUMU07gnNI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pVHdILMvAhs/s320/birds3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the silly characters in the movie, I tried to think that there was nothing to it. I was overreacting and anyway it was just one bird that was acting crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday, as I cautiously made my way to my car, once again the blackbird dived dangerously close to my head. As he passed me on the right, suddenly a second one passed just as close on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're grouping together now. This can't be good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-8461084658004627427?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/8461084658004627427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=8461084658004627427' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8461084658004627427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8461084658004627427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/06/hitchcock.html' title='Hitchcock'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SGUMU07gnNI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pVHdILMvAhs/s72-c/birds3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-5884965784730888755</id><published>2008-06-23T10:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:10:32.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This morning we woke up with sore backs, pulled muscles, sprains, bruises and sunburns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Consequences of the awesome weekend we had jogging, golfing, swimming, and playing soccer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love summertime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SF_KlxRXVbI/AAAAAAAAAcc/jSDG_zXFEqc/s1600-h/injury2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215109643748464050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SF_KlxRXVbI/AAAAAAAAAcc/jSDG_zXFEqc/s320/injury2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-5884965784730888755?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/5884965784730888755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=5884965784730888755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5884965784730888755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5884965784730888755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/06/monday-morning.html' title='Monday Morning'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SF_KlxRXVbI/AAAAAAAAAcc/jSDG_zXFEqc/s72-c/injury2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-6963793608823421186</id><published>2008-06-17T09:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T09:29:41.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Election 2008</title><content type='html'>For those who are still undecided as to who they should vote for in November:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt last night that I was at a huge informal party with tons of people there. As I was walking around and mingling I noticed that also there were John McCain, Bill, Hillary and Chelsea Clinton, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Barack&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt;. Here were my interactions with each:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John McCain - As I sat down with a plate of finger food he walked up and introduced himself with a nice handshake. There were about 10 seconds of small talk before he left. Nothing really memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Clintons&lt;/span&gt; - After John walked away Bill slid over to me (I think we were on a bench or something). He shook my hand but held on a little too long before finally pulling away. And he was a little too close when talking to me that it was uncomfortable. The other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Clintons&lt;/span&gt; were mingling in other parts of the room. He said that Chelsea could sure use a friend like me around as she travels the country helping her mom out. I said an opportunity to go on someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; tab and visit all the cool places of this country, yeah I'd go with her. But then he said I'd have to cover my own travel expenses so I shook my head no and he walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; - I actually never spoke to him. He didn't circle the room like the others but waited for the people to approach him. I did watch for a few minutes though while he and my brother had a contest of who could tuck in their high fashion dress shirts the quickest. My brother's got caught on his belt so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Shaina Burgoyne and I approve this message.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-6963793608823421186?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/6963793608823421186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=6963793608823421186' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/6963793608823421186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/6963793608823421186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/06/election-2008.html' title='Election 2008'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-3923828845367510141</id><published>2008-06-09T12:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:31:04.367-06:00</updated><title type='text'>525,600 Minutes</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was our one year anniversary! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in commemoration, here is a sonnet  - the most romantic of all poetic forms.&lt;br /&gt;It might not be in 100 % perfect iambic pentameter, (Shakespeare even fudged it sometimes) but everything else is true to form - and any one who really scans it to check is an even bigger English dork than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is:&lt;br /&gt;*uh hum*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been one year since the day we wed&lt;br /&gt;which means fifty-two weeks of marriage bliss.&lt;br /&gt;Day one had begun when our vows were said,&lt;br /&gt;three sixty-five was still sealed with a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Newly weds" no more for us, we are wise&lt;br /&gt;and know the secrets, the "don't"s and the "do"s&lt;br /&gt;so we can bless others with our advice -&lt;br /&gt;help them to be a Perfect Couple too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure that stress and conflicts will befall,&lt;br /&gt;but a quality mattress will cure all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-3923828845367510141?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/3923828845367510141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=3923828845367510141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3923828845367510141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3923828845367510141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/06/525600-minutes.html' title='525,600 Minutes'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-8945508214517964778</id><published>2008-06-04T13:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T13:25:01.071-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black! The White! The Blue!</title><content type='html'>June 3rd 2008 marked the closing of a chapter in history, the final day of the Groves Family at West Jordan High School. Their legacy, like most great things, started small. In 1995 Allan was the first to enter the dull brown brick building with gleaming white and blue lockers, a nervous 15 year old sophomore. Shaina, Elise, and Carynn all followed in his wake. In 2008, proof of the presence the family name had held over the years was seen as Riley accepted his diploma. An almost unanimous shout of "RY-MAN" echoed through the stands. The moment was so empowering that as Riley literally danced his way off the stage, the entire audience sat in stunned silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undoubtedly, the Groves siblings have left their mark at WJHS, both individually and collectively. The following are a few statistics showing the influence of WJHS in the Groves household, and of the Groves on the Home of the Jaguars:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consecutive years at WJHS: 13 (1995-2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cumulative years attending WJHS: 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student Drivers to pass and be licensed: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locker combinations remembered: 25+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours of Seminary attended: 2,400 +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parent/Teacher meetings attended: 30+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom Dates: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerts, shows or other performances attended: 300 +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch breaks taken: 3,000 +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours of "Pomp and Circumstance" endured: 10 + (Classes of 1998, 2000, 2002, 2005, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*numbers are estimates only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SEboiElY29I/AAAAAAAAAcU/3T-EsSBdvDc/s1600-h/jags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208105691144313810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SEboiElY29I/AAAAAAAAAcU/3T-EsSBdvDc/s320/jags.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-8945508214517964778?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/8945508214517964778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=8945508214517964778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8945508214517964778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8945508214517964778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/06/black-white-blue.html' title='The Black! The White! The Blue!'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SEboiElY29I/AAAAAAAAAcU/3T-EsSBdvDc/s72-c/jags.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-1617813645394980626</id><published>2008-06-02T10:04:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T16:22:13.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Nifty United States</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A "newsletter" from a business associate at my work comes in the mail every month or so. It's usually just random silly stuff that he finds interesting. This month there was an article on some of the crazy laws on Utah books. I thought I would share some of them with you. And for you out-of-staters, I've included proof that the legal system is whacked out where you are too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Utah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal not to drink milk. (Actually this one makes sense. Especially if chocolate chip cookies are involved.)&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to detonate any nuclear weapon. (I see where they're coming from, but how enforcable is this really?)&lt;br /&gt;Birds have the right of way on all highways.&lt;br /&gt;A husband is responsible for every criminal act committed by his wife while she is in his presence. (This opens so many doors ...)&lt;br /&gt;It is a felony to persistently tread on the cracks between paving stones on the sidewalk of a state highway (or you'll break your mamma's back)&lt;br /&gt;It is considered an offense to hunt whales (uh, desert)&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol may not be sold during an emergency (that's what 72 hour kits are for)&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to cause a catastrophe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Kaysville - You must have identification to enter a convienence store after dark.&lt;br /&gt;In Logan - Women may not swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;California&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine is guaranteed to the masses.&lt;br /&gt;Women may not drive in a house coat. (Only in Hollywood would there be official fashion laws)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Colorado&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;The dog catcher must notify dogs of impounding by posting, for three consecutive days, a notice on a tree in the city park and along a public road running through said park. (what grade level is your dog's reading at?)&lt;br /&gt;It is unlawful to lend your vacuum cleaner to your next-door neighbor. (Sugar, eggs, sure. But there must be limits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pennsylvania&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;You may not catch a fish by any body part except the mouth. (I'd like to see someone catch one with their mouth!)&lt;br /&gt;You may not sing in the bathtub (That's why Mike likes it so much here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oklahoma&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Dogs must have a permit signed by the mayor in order to congregate in groups of three or more on private property. (Again with dogs. If you've seen my parent's dog, you'll know they really aren't the smartest species out there.)&lt;br /&gt;Oklahoma will not tolerate anyone taking a bite out of another’s hamburger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Texas&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A recently passed anticrime law requires criminals to give their victims 24 hours notice, either orally or in writing, and to explain the nature of the crime to be committed. (That's why there is no "CSI: Houston")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wyoming&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;You may not take a picture of a rabbit from January to April without an official permit. (shh! Be very quiet... we're photographing wabbits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Arizona&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to manufacture imitation cocaine. (those purists!)&lt;br /&gt;When being attacked by a criminal or burglar, you may only protect yourself with the same weapon that the other person posseses (fair is fair, after all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*I got these from www.dumblaws.com if you want to check out more!&lt;br /&gt;** Also check out how smart you are at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lizardpoint.com/fun/geoquiz/usaquiz.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;http://www.lizardpoint.com/fun/geoquiz/usaquiz.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-1617813645394980626?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/1617813645394980626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=1617813645394980626' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/1617813645394980626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/1617813645394980626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/06/50-nifty-united-states.html' title='50 Nifty United States'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-3885134570509182117</id><published>2008-05-28T09:40:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T12:34:19.858-06:00</updated><title type='text'>As if! It is so true!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SD2k7w2YpII/AAAAAAAAAcM/9RdHoW6x1JU/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SD2k7w2YpII/AAAAAAAAAcM/9RdHoW6x1JU/s320/hair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205498090942407810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do you like ever have one of those days where you totally know that it's like a perfect hair day?&lt;br /&gt;OMH I like totally had the most perfect of perfect hair days on Monday. I was like doing stuff around my house or whatever and it was like 7:00 at night and I happened to walk past a mirror and it was like Whoa! check out that hair! So of course to my husband I was like "look at how great my hair is today!" and he was like "uh-huh" or whatever, but I mean, he's like a guy so whatever, he doesn't get it. &lt;br /&gt;But really, it was like SO totally soft and straight and clean. I mean it's almost always clean, but by the end of the day it's like never all straight and usually it only looks good, like really good, for the first hour of the day and or whatever and then it's like way blah for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;So like a day when it's perfect all day and I didn't even go to the salon or anything is like seriously one of the best days of my life, like ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-3885134570509182117?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/3885134570509182117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=3885134570509182117' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3885134570509182117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3885134570509182117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-if-it-is-so-true.html' title='As if! It is so true!'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SD2k7w2YpII/AAAAAAAAAcM/9RdHoW6x1JU/s72-c/hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-8974813245525867102</id><published>2008-05-27T11:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:04:49.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a name</title><content type='html'>Don't you think that names are so interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad knew a guy whose name was Harry Pitts. I knew a girl who married a Skank (but what about a Harry Skank?). Burgoyne isn't too wierd - although now telemarketers can't pronouce either my first or last name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day I got married my father-in-law took the time to tell me how important the Burgoyne name is and what a heritage I have to live up to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever known someone who lived up to their name perfectly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and I gained a niece this weekend. Her parents were kind enough to give her the normal name of Isabelle. I wondered if she was the only Isabelle Burgoyne out there, and if not what did history have to reveal about her? So I did what any other person would do and I googled her. It was so much fun that I googled the names of my other neices and nephew too. Here's what I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madelynne Burgoyne -  No one else in history seems to have that name. (I knew she was one of a kind!)&lt;br /&gt;Elijah Bell - if history repeats he will most likely be an anesthesiologist or a baptist pastor. (his fascination with things that hurt and kill turn to ways of healing and salvation?)&lt;br /&gt;Hannah Burgoyne - born in Boston in 1713 and now has a facebook page (that I can access if I create an account, it's free and easy!).&lt;br /&gt;Leah Bell - Studied art in Italy for years and now has her own studio on the east coast. (That might make her my favorite now).&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle Burgoyne - only daughter of the revolutionary war general, scorned Adam O'Brian during their love affair. (Watch out for those Irish men!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're all going to go google your own names now, let me know what kind of heritage you have to follow! (There is no other Shaina Burgoyne, in case you were wondering. Guess I'll have to write history myself).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-8974813245525867102?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/8974813245525867102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=8974813245525867102' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8974813245525867102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8974813245525867102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/05/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a name'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-6922879677045055551</id><published>2008-05-19T12:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T08:57:53.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's written in the stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SDHNA_xFuEI/AAAAAAAAAb8/-3F41pGwlWM/s1600-h/zodiac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SDHNA_xFuEI/AAAAAAAAAb8/-3F41pGwlWM/s320/zodiac.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202164461590657090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of the Gemini period in the zodiac calendar. &lt;br /&gt;Here's a shout out to all my fellow twins:&lt;br /&gt;(Especially Brigham Young, Marilyn Monroe, Alanis Morissette and my father-in-law Bill who were all born on the very best of the Gemini days - June 1st!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are*:&lt;br /&gt;Adaptable and versatile&lt;br /&gt;Communicative and witty&lt;br /&gt;Intellectual and eloquent&lt;br /&gt;Youthful and lively&lt;br /&gt;Nervous and tense&lt;br /&gt;Superficial and inconsistent&lt;br /&gt;Cunning and inquisitive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like: &lt;br /&gt;Talking &lt;br /&gt;Novelty and the unusual &lt;br /&gt;Variety in life &lt;br /&gt;Multiple projects all going at once &lt;br /&gt;Reading &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dislike: &lt;br /&gt;Feeling tied down &lt;br /&gt;Being in a rut &lt;br /&gt;Mental inaction &lt;br /&gt;Being alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*source: some astrology website I googled. I really didn't make it up, I promise. It's eerily accurate though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-6922879677045055551?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/6922879677045055551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=6922879677045055551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/6922879677045055551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/6922879677045055551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-written-in-stars.html' title='It&apos;s written in the stars'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SDHNA_xFuEI/AAAAAAAAAb8/-3F41pGwlWM/s72-c/zodiac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-2798512627453523399</id><published>2008-05-14T22:08:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:51:34.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been working on the railroad</title><content type='html'>Our weekend adventure was so great, it deserved a soundtrack! So feel free to hum aloud as you read! (You might have to be a little creative with the rhythym but I'm sure you can figure it out, you're smart enough).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living in Utah, all my live long day.&lt;br /&gt;But I've not seen all the landmarks that make this place so great.&lt;br /&gt;So I took a little venture&lt;br /&gt;with my husband dear&lt;br /&gt;So we took a little venture&lt;br /&gt;to see the history here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promontory Point! Promontory Point! &lt;br /&gt;With the Golden Spi-i-ike!&lt;br /&gt;Promontory Point! Promontory Point!&lt;br /&gt;with the Golden Spike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's in the picture of history, someone's in the picture I kno-o-ow.&lt;br /&gt;Someone's in the picture of history, it's great grandpa Grenville!&lt;br /&gt;He's singing "fee-fi-fiddly-high-oh, tickets-fees-I'm-in-the-dough-oh! Fee-fi-fiddly-high-oh!" That's grandpa Grenville!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*applause*)&lt;br /&gt;Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;We really did have a great time watching the re-enactment of the spike, better than we expected. And it was cool to learn that my great grandpa was part of the ceremony! He's the one circled in the photo. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SCu-2_xFt_I/AAAAAAAAAbU/akeDBsEkEVc/s1600-h/promontory-point-utah2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SCu-2_xFt_I/AAAAAAAAAbU/akeDBsEkEVc/s320/promontory-point-utah2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200460046768912370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The national parks brochure says he was the Cheif Engineer for the Union Pacific. Sounds pretty important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SCu_3vxFuDI/AAAAAAAAAb0/hmp1O-VmcJw/s1600-h/mikeandtrain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SCu_3vxFuDI/AAAAAAAAAb0/hmp1O-VmcJw/s320/mikeandtrain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200461159165442098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shaina, I think I hear the train coming!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SCu_3fxFuCI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Lbk_LRKPuIE/s1600-h/train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SCu_3fxFuCI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Lbk_LRKPuIE/s320/train.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200461154870474786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's a real steam locomotive and yeah, we really got to see it speeding down the tracks, and yeah, it was cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-2798512627453523399?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/2798512627453523399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=2798512627453523399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2798512627453523399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2798512627453523399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-been-working-on-railroad.html' title='I&apos;ve been working on the railroad'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SCu-2_xFt_I/AAAAAAAAAbU/akeDBsEkEVc/s72-c/promontory-point-utah2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-7858512000095514138</id><published>2008-05-06T12:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T14:19:59.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This time I mean it</title><content type='html'>I'VE HAD ENOUGH! I can't take even more one day of it. All the whining and complaining, the feeling sorry and making up excuses. It's the same thing every day and of course it never changes because NO ONE MAKES IT CHANGE!&lt;br /&gt;Well, baby get ready, because it's changing RIGHT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. I'm done walking past the glass doors at work and noticing what has gradually worked over me. I'm done starting a program and giving up 2 weeks later. I'm done "taking a water break" after only 10 minutes of playing any sport or outside game. And I am most certainly done squeezing into those capri pants from High School until I can BUTTON THEM UP and BREATHE at the same time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the MP3 player ($20 at Overstock.com) and loaded it up with songs.&lt;br /&gt;I bought the Hello Kitty digital watch with timer ($6 Target).&lt;br /&gt;I found the training program (Google "couch to 5k")&lt;br /&gt;And I set the goal: The Deseret Morning News Days of '47 5K run on July 24th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will train and I will run this race. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU WITH ME?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-7858512000095514138?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/7858512000095514138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=7858512000095514138' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7858512000095514138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7858512000095514138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-time-i-mean-it.html' title='This time I mean it'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-1783577342430568058</id><published>2008-05-04T09:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T10:31:40.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOOAAAL!</title><content type='html'>Our little family is big on themes. And the theme of this weekend has been a soccer one. It started with a friday evening picnic and pick-up soccer game we had with Mike's sister, her husband, and their little ones. It ended with us going to the Real Salt Lake game (our local major league soccer team, pronounced Ree-al)and Mike splurging on good tickets because they were playing LA Galaxy with David Beckham. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(side note: at first we were a little skeptical about all the hype around Beckham, but after clearing a goal from the middle of nowhere and then a picture perfect free-kick goal, we too are now believers. If even if he is an arrogant brit who takes his shirt off and walks late onto the field because he can and if he has a high-pitched femmy voice. He still is one of the best in the game.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both nights we had a great time. And I noticed a few similarities and differences between the games: &lt;br /&gt;* Both nights there were moments of unsportsmanship. One night yellow cards were given out, the other just good old time-outs on the blanket.&lt;br /&gt;* Friday night, Eli (my 4yr old nephew), got upset that his team wasn't winning so he threw a tantrum and pushed another player down. Saturday, Donovan from LA did the exact same thing.&lt;br /&gt;* Both nights I found myself cheering just a little for the other team because of really good plays they made.&lt;br /&gt;* The MLS didn't really have the challenge of one of their players being 7 months pregnant, or of a toddler who kept picking up the goal and walking away with it.&lt;br /&gt;* The family league didn't have a problem with cocky players, stupid refs or annoying fans. &lt;br /&gt;* Both nights I ending the evening looking forward to the time (hopefully soon) when we get to do that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SB3iD07ngoI/AAAAAAAAAXo/kBrCqttxMEQ/s1600-h/misc+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SB3iD07ngoI/AAAAAAAAAXo/kBrCqttxMEQ/s320/misc+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196558100431602306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SB3iEE7ngpI/AAAAAAAAAXw/6hSMO1fa0RA/s1600-h/misc+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SB3iEE7ngpI/AAAAAAAAAXw/6hSMO1fa0RA/s320/misc+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196558104726569618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof that we were there with Beckham and #10 from Real, one of Mike's favorites, taking a nice one in the face.&lt;br /&gt;(second side note: the best way to get tickets to Real is through KFC for a discount price or through a Happenings coupon book for an even better discount. And call us if you're going so we can join you!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-1783577342430568058?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/1783577342430568058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=1783577342430568058' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/1783577342430568058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/1783577342430568058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/05/goooaaal.html' title='GOOOAAAL!'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SB3iD07ngoI/AAAAAAAAAXo/kBrCqttxMEQ/s72-c/misc+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-7968765841684808226</id><published>2008-04-29T13:07:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T09:52:38.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SBiR607ngeI/AAAAAAAAAVo/qJwzr38C72I/s1600-h/gator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195062609999004130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SBiR607ngeI/AAAAAAAAAVo/qJwzr38C72I/s320/gator.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Fridayluck;font-size:22;"&gt;For our Spring Break Vacation my family went to Ocala Florida. We visited Papa and Grandma Eleanor Openhowski. They were really nice. Everything in their house is green or pink or has flowers on it. We spent one day at Silver Springs where we got to go on TWO boat rides and the boats have glass on the bottom so you can see the fishes and stuff. We saw tons of alligators! It was cool. I was a little scared of the alligators, but Mike wasn’t, he's brave. The next day we went to Universal Studios, just Mike and me. It was pretty cool we went on some good rides and ate funnel cake. I really liked the Men in Black one and Mike liked the Mummy one. It was a good day, but I heard Mike said it was “highway robbery” when he paid for the ticket to get in. After that we went to eat at The Hard Rock Cafe. It’s one of my favorite places and Mike even let us order a chocolate milkshake to share! The rest of the time that we were there was spent watching tv or reading books or playing dominoes and stuff. And lots of sleeping in. I liked that. The best part of our Spring Break vacation was when Papa kissed me on top of the head before we went to "Palooloo Land”(that means bedtime). He said I wasn’t really part of the family before that, but he thought I was nice enough that he’d let me into the gang. I like Florida and can’t wait until we get to go back! &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SBiR6k7ngdI/AAAAAAAAAVg/eMz8QIiMsE0/s1600-h/papa2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195062605704036818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SBiR6k7ngdI/AAAAAAAAAVg/eMz8QIiMsE0/s320/papa2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-7968765841684808226?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/7968765841684808226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=7968765841684808226' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7968765841684808226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/7968765841684808226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/04/vacation-report.html' title='Vacation Report'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SBiR607ngeI/AAAAAAAAAVo/qJwzr38C72I/s72-c/gator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-4878520462977208222</id><published>2008-04-23T16:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T16:43:12.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scheduled Outage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SA-7DE7nfaI/AAAAAAAAAKs/lhQKO6QLetE/s1600-h/unavailable+notice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192574556919266722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SA-7DE7nfaI/AAAAAAAAAKs/lhQKO6QLetE/s400/unavailable+notice.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/5868578469883443055-4878520462977208222?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/4878520462977208222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=4878520462977208222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4878520462977208222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/4878520462977208222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/04/scheduled-outage.html' title='Scheduled Outage'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SA-7DE7nfaI/AAAAAAAAAKs/lhQKO6QLetE/s72-c/unavailable+notice.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-848642013032743900</id><published>2008-04-15T08:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T08:49:45.282-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Seen Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SATB4sLr5_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Dk-4QpFsYHI/s1600-h/milk+carton2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189485850314663922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SATB4sLr5_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Dk-4QpFsYHI/s320/milk+carton2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michael Burgoyne was last reported seen on the campus of BYU last week moving from computer lab to computer lab as they were each being shut down for the night. His wife says she misses him and wants him to come home soon. She thought finals were tough when she was still a student, but now thinks this is much worse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-848642013032743900?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/848642013032743900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=848642013032743900' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/848642013032743900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/848642013032743900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/04/have-you-seen-me.html' title='Have You Seen Me?'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/SATB4sLr5_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Dk-4QpFsYHI/s72-c/milk+carton2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-5903755320604437468</id><published>2008-04-09T09:48:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T11:51:10.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Hogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R_znpINmi2I/AAAAAAAAAKc/KMScZd0X848/s1600-h/stork_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187275564589157218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R_znpINmi2I/AAAAAAAAAKc/KMScZd0X848/s320/stork_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of my sisters-in-law are expecting babies this year. I also have cousins on both sides of my family that are pregnant. Of the 15 "friends" with blog links listed on this page, 8 of them have either had a baby in the past year, or will have one before the end of the year. And then I got an email from a old co-worker this morning announcing to our office that she's expecting her 2nd child.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so what, right? I mean it makes sense that most people around my age are in the child-bearing stage of their life. And I am happy for them and their little bundles.&lt;br /&gt;But Mike and I were talking this morning about how we're living in the last days. Who knows how much longer this world is even going to exist.&lt;br /&gt;What if they are sending down the last shift of the entire human population right now? What if they run out of babies to send down before we're ready to have one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all my reproducing friends out there I say:&lt;br /&gt;Dudes, save some for the rest of us, ok? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-5903755320604437468?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/5903755320604437468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=5903755320604437468' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5903755320604437468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5903755320604437468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/04/both-of-my-sisters-in-law-are-expecting.html' title='Baby Hogs'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R_znpINmi2I/AAAAAAAAAKc/KMScZd0X848/s72-c/stork_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-8286491250443573728</id><published>2008-03-24T12:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T13:12:17.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;He looks forward to it all year long. For a week leading up to it he couldn't help but check the weather reports as often as possible. When Sunday morning finally arrived he got out of his bed early, full of anticipation, and looked out the window... a few light clouds and lots of sunshine, perfect! All other activities of the day were mere formalities to be endured. When evening came, the dinner table was set and the family gathered around it. Amidst the chatter and commotion of plates being passed and food being dished it was likely that no one else even noticed the significance of the moment. But he did. One small tear gently rolled down Mike's cheek as he took the first bite of that perfectly browned and seasoned, tender and succulent morsel of sirloin steak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                              &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BBQ Season had begun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R-f7gYNmi1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/lI4iIZgeo10/s1600-h/bbq+steak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181386429986933586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R-f7gYNmi1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/lI4iIZgeo10/s320/bbq+steak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-8286491250443573728?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/8286491250443573728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=8286491250443573728' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8286491250443573728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/8286491250443573728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/03/big-day.html' title='The Big Day'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R-f7gYNmi1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/lI4iIZgeo10/s72-c/bbq+steak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-3200845652458316023</id><published>2008-03-21T09:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T10:32:50.141-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memoriam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R-PhSYNmi0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/8aANDgQCNrE/s1600-h/riley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180231702259600194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R-PhSYNmi0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/8aANDgQCNrE/s320/riley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends and Family, it was 18 years ago today that Riley Haymes Groves entered this experience we call life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As he passes from boy to man today (at least in his ability to be drafted to war, buy cigarettes, and be tried as an adult for crimes) it is appropriate to look back on his now vanished childhood. Here are a few of my favorite memories:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The day he was born when mom and dad called to tell us it was a boy (before ultrasounds were standard) the sisters were all very excited, and the older brother just said "I guess that's OK, but now I'll have to share a room with it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- As a tot his eyes were so big compared to the rest of his head we called him Headlights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- As a toddler we could say any words in the right tone of "who wants to go do this?" and he would excitedly yell "ME!" Mom didn't buy it for passing off chores on to him though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When he was 6 his sisters made him get married to the 7 year old girl across the street. It was a beautiful garden wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When he was 8 a friend of his and him went all around the neighborhood selling their autographs. They figured when they both became professional baseball players later in life those signatures would be worth millions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When he was 10 we could get him to do anything we wanted by threatening to have his older brother put him in the "Allan Tangler" wrestling hold. He tried to counter-threaten with the "Riley Wrangler" but it was just like the Allan Tangler and we were all bigger than him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When he was 14 he tried to slam dunk a Nerf ball into the basket on his door but hit his chin on the door instead and needed stitches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When he was 17 he tried to show up his brother and brothers-in-law in a basketball game but broke mom's plant pot in the driveway instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now all of those silly, childish, and a little bit embarrassing things are behind him as he moves into adulthood (especially breaking mom's pot last week, thank goodness.) And we mourn the passing of time as the baby of our family is now all grown up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Riley!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please leave any memories you have of Riley, if you've ever met him that is. Or you can just make up a memory too, that's cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-3200845652458316023?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/3200845652458316023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=3200845652458316023' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3200845652458316023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/3200845652458316023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-memoriam.html' title='In Memoriam'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R-PhSYNmi0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/8aANDgQCNrE/s72-c/riley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-5740719278708518358</id><published>2008-03-19T08:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T10:01:38.944-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake in a bowl in a ball?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This week on the Discovery Channel: Great Inventions that Someone Else Got Rich From.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight we bring you a story about "could have been". Many of the world's best products and companies started with pure luck or mistake, and someone smart enough and brave enough to perfect the idea and take it to the general public. But what of those who had the luck but never made something out of it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such is the story of Shaina and Becca, two college roommates. One weekend a group had gathered at their apartment and Shaina had the idea to bake a cake to help feed the mass. She grabbed a chocolate cake mix, threw in the oil and eggs and had it in the oven in no time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the timer sounded, Becca got up to help Shaina, unaware of what her actions would lead to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cake looked perfect as the girls pulled it from the oven. Becca suggested that they let it cool for a few minutes before serving it to everyone. Shaina tried to wait, but her impatience got the best of her. But as she tried to get the cake out of the pan, the whole thing crumbled into a mess on the counter. Becca, in a moment of inspiration, grabbed a large bowl and said "let's just put it in this and we'll eat it popcorn style!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cake-in-a-bowl, as the treat was dubbed, became a favorite among the girls and their friends. They even tried mixing in or dipping frosting and other variations. Unfortunately, that's where their ambition ran out. They never realized what potential their treat could have with just a few refinements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Years later, at a St. Patrick's Day dinner, Shaina discovered Cake Balls. Someone had taken the Cake-in-a-bowl idea and perfected it by adding cream cheese and a chocolate coating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now there are millions of online recipes and someone else has even built an entire company around producing and selling Cake Balls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R-E3xeeNXtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/W2mBE3yuvAo/s1600-h/27Chocolate-cake-balls.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179482369585667794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R-E3xeeNXtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/W2mBE3yuvAo/s320/27Chocolate-cake-balls.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As delicious as these confections are however, for Becca and Shaina they will always be a little bitter-sweet as they ask themselves, what part of the Cake Ball fortune could have been theirs? &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/5868578469883443055-5740719278708518358?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/5740719278708518358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=5740719278708518358' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5740719278708518358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5740719278708518358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/03/cake-in-bowl-in-ball.html' title='Cake in a bowl in a ball?'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R-E3xeeNXtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/W2mBE3yuvAo/s72-c/27Chocolate-cake-balls.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-5793671845222110652</id><published>2008-03-12T09:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T09:31:00.154-06:00</updated><title type='text'>C is for Chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi. My name is Shaina Burgoyne and I'm a chocoholic.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy chocolate in almost all forms and textures. I like white chocolate, dark chocolate and milk chocolate. I like swiss, italian or even good ol' Hersheys. I've had chocolate with crushed red peppers in it and liked that too. Chocolat is one of my favorite movies (all about chocolate and Johnny Depp!). But of all the varities of chocolate out there, I am especially fond of the chocolate that I can drink, specifically Hot Chocolate and Chocolate Milk. This time of year is always a little sad for me, as the temperatures get warmer and the sun gets brighter, and I know that it's time to put my Hot Chocolate Mug back on the shelf until next October.&lt;br /&gt;To mark this turn of the seasons, I found a story that teaches us the true meaning of hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A group of graduates, well established in their careers, decided to go visit their old university professor, now retired. During their visit, the conversation turned to complaints about stress in their work and lives. Offering his guests hot chocolate, the professor went into the kitchen and returned with a large pot of hot chocolate and an assortment of cups - porcelain, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they all had a cup of hot chocolate in hand, the professor said: "Notice that all the nice looking, expensive cups were taken, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. The cup that you're drinking from adds nothing to the quality of the hot chocolate. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was hot chocolate, not the cup; but you consciously went for the best cups...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R9f25-eNXsI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zW0UM8FSWHI/s1600-h/hot+chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176877772568354498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R9f25-eNXsI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zW0UM8FSWHI/s320/hot+chocolate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then you began eyeing each other's cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now consider this: Life is the hot chocolate; your job, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain life. The cup you have does not define, nor change the quality of life you have. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the hot chocolate God has provided us. God makes the hot chocolate, man chooses the cups. The happiest people don't have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything that they have. Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. And enjoy your hot chocolate.&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/5868578469883443055-5793671845222110652?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/5793671845222110652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=5793671845222110652' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5793671845222110652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/5793671845222110652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/03/c-is-for-chocolate.html' title='C is for Chocolate'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R9f25-eNXsI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zW0UM8FSWHI/s72-c/hot+chocolate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868578469883443055.post-2858260097814007401</id><published>2008-03-07T13:01:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T13:17:24.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentenced for 9 more months, no parole</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We found out on Wednesday that it was time to renew our lease for our apartment and that we had to decide by Friday. So we listed the pros and cons of staying where we are or moving somewhere new. This morning we met with the landlord and renewed the lease until 12/31/2008/. So if you haven't visited us in our humble home yet, shame on you, but you still have time to make it up. And if you have visited us, you know it's worth coming again. And our address isn't changing, so all of you out-of-staters can still send us packages and letters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But don't procrastinate! I'm hoping that by the next time the lease is up we'll have become ridiculously rich and run away to Hawaii. You can still visit us there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R9Gh_eeNXrI/AAAAAAAAAJE/sg_p2xKU1eQ/s1600-h/hawaii3b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175095558709010098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R9Gh_eeNXrI/AAAAAAAAAJE/sg_p2xKU1eQ/s320/hawaii3b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5868578469883443055-2858260097814007401?l=mikeandshaina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/feeds/2858260097814007401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5868578469883443055&amp;postID=2858260097814007401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2858260097814007401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5868578469883443055/posts/default/2858260097814007401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshaina.blogspot.com/2008/03/sentenced-for-9-more-months-no-parole.html' title='Sentenced for 9 more months, no parole'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12194578734394689791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWROJjCndYA/R9Gh_eeNXrI/AAAAAAAAAJE/sg_p2xKU1eQ/s72-c/hawaii3b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
