<?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-3335568172243644270</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:35:51.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melbrooks.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-2236152031233803816</id><published>2009-09-28T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:25:06.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;So I made a new goal... or should I say trying make a habit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;They say it takes 21 days to make something a habit, so I am going to test it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Sunday the the 27th of September was day one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I went running 3 miles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;My goals are to be on time for work everyday!! ( Am I going to hard on myself??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;And the other one is to be able to run at least 2 miles with out stopping at day 21. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;It is harder than I thought to get back into running. Just because you have done a Half Marathon and completed it, doesn't mean you are still a good runner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;So we will see how it goes!! &lt;/span&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/3335568172243644270-2236152031233803816?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2236152031233803816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=2236152031233803816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/2236152031233803816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/2236152031233803816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2009/09/21-days.html' title='21 Days'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-163680324242926449</id><published>2009-04-14T07:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:38:40.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BrItNeY sPeArS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SeSf3UUhJfI/AAAAAAAAAQE/QUMAQub1k1w/s1600-h/post_image-_MG_4924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SeSf3UUhJfI/AAAAAAAAAQE/QUMAQub1k1w/s320/post_image-_MG_4924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324556432155158002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SeSfyoN6wlI/AAAAAAAAAP8/EETzBnH5dB4/s1600-h/britn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SeSfyoN6wlI/AAAAAAAAAP8/EETzBnH5dB4/s320/britn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324556351596839506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the best day of my life to date! Yep, you thought right, It is the Britney Spears concert tonight! I am so excited. I am going with Samantha and Sandy. We are going to go to dinner before, then head to the concert!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-163680324242926449?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/163680324242926449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=163680324242926449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/163680324242926449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/163680324242926449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2009/04/britney-spears.html' title='BrItNeY sPeArS!!!!!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SeSf3UUhJfI/AAAAAAAAAQE/QUMAQub1k1w/s72-c/post_image-_MG_4924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-5683866829811718167</id><published>2009-03-26T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:30:07.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Gavin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/ScvloJwvrMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Te2Vhz8KQZY/s1600-h/hap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/ScvloJwvrMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Te2Vhz8KQZY/s320/hap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317596263018900674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/ScvlW-_Sl_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/AYygs5yeDdA/s1600-h/gavin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/ScvlW-_Sl_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/AYygs5yeDdA/s320/gavin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317595968069343218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So Gavin turned 5 years old on the 24th. He is getting so big!!! He is so smart. He is my best friend in the entire world!! He is my first love as Mohammed would say. He had a little party, the Samonans  came over and danced for him it was so much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-5683866829811718167?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/5683866829811718167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=5683866829811718167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/5683866829811718167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/5683866829811718167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-gavin.html' title='Happy Birthday Gavin!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/ScvloJwvrMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Te2Vhz8KQZY/s72-c/hap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-1843419822192850198</id><published>2009-02-27T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:16:38.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I have learned about myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;First, I don't know if you all know, I have moved to Draper and am living with my Favorite brother Ben. I have lived there since the end of November. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I am working for a company called Crush.  I sell Dietary supplements and other health products. I really enjoy it a lot!  I never thought I would like a sales job, but it is actually really fun. I like that that harder you work, the more you make. Opposed to doing the same thing everyday and not really making or reaching any goals. And, I have meet some really nice people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few months I have learned a few things about myself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- I have learned I fall in love WAY to fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;    It is really hard for me to let my guard down, but when I do... There is no stopping my feelings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- If I trust you, and you don't follow through with things.. my trust is gone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;    Going back to letting my guard down,  once I have let you in.. and I feel like I don't do that easily.  I really trust you. At first, I still feel very vulnerable.  and if you let me down.. my guard goes up faster than you can say my name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- I am stronger than I thought!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;      Not physically, mentally and emotionally.  When i first stated this job, it was super hard. But I was determined to make it work.  And it turns out I am really good at it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think at the moment, that is all I can think of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Anways, Love you all!!!&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/3335568172243644270-1843419822192850198?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/1843419822192850198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=1843419822192850198' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/1843419822192850198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/1843419822192850198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-i-have-learned-about-myself.html' title='Things I have learned about myself...'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-6303847028928395833</id><published>2009-01-14T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:21:50.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaleb.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SW7Vv3xrHRI/AAAAAAAAAPM/C296YdPCAUQ/s1600-h/kaleb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291401630609775890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SW7Vv3xrHRI/AAAAAAAAAPM/C296YdPCAUQ/s320/kaleb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SW7Vj178PqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/iSRAJZstXCU/s1600-h/DSCN0930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291401423957540514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SW7Vj178PqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/iSRAJZstXCU/s320/DSCN0930.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SW7Ukpp3UAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/RghbU6XmDlg/s1600-h/DSCN0929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291400338328735746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SW7Ukpp3UAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/RghbU6XmDlg/s320/DSCN0929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My cousin Katie had a baby right before Chirstmas. My Grandma buggued me for days to take a picture of the picture she has of him in her Christmas tree. She is so funny! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;So this is for Katie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-6303847028928395833?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/6303847028928395833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=6303847028928395833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/6303847028928395833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/6303847028928395833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2009/01/kaleb.html' title='Kaleb.'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SW7Vv3xrHRI/AAAAAAAAAPM/C296YdPCAUQ/s72-c/kaleb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-3901701847881914979</id><published>2009-01-07T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:50:08.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;So 2008 was not that bad of a year. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;But 2009 will be a lot better!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;One thing I am going to work on ( some of you will be happy..)  is &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Not avoiding the problem. Instead of not dealing with things that need to be dealt with, I am going to confront the issue from the very beginning. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I feel like I have let people take advantage of by not approaching  things when they should have been dealt with. Not this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Happy New Year! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I love you all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3335568172243644270-3901701847881914979?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3901701847881914979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=3901701847881914979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/3901701847881914979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/3901701847881914979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New year!!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-4430283096538858329</id><published>2008-12-30T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:35:41.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Patty Snow Shoing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVsfqBxQa5I/AAAAAAAAAO0/fpMzy2IlUw8/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285853394539408274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVsfqBxQa5I/AAAAAAAAAO0/fpMzy2IlUw8/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Pops &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVsfhHHth7I/AAAAAAAAAOs/AUDdBusT-EU/s1600-h/popa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285853241356945330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVsfhHHth7I/AAAAAAAAAOs/AUDdBusT-EU/s320/popa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVse4_BYsWI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NgCWHRkT2qI/s1600-h/DSCN0761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285852551988162914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVse4_BYsWI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NgCWHRkT2qI/s320/DSCN0761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVselCEomHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/cI-rBLfpQ74/s1600-h/DSCN0750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285852209209710706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVselCEomHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/cI-rBLfpQ74/s320/DSCN0750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVseTS8g4CI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YcDqfH82f7w/s1600-h/DSCN0536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285851904501407778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVseTS8g4CI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YcDqfH82f7w/s320/DSCN0536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVseLlhakBI/AAAAAAAAAOE/6r2PHsFcDxo/s1600-h/DSCN0746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285851772049068050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVseLlhakBI/AAAAAAAAAOE/6r2PHsFcDxo/s320/DSCN0746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tayt, Lucky and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVseDDt3RMI/AAAAAAAAAN8/xCnobQrgdzE/s1600-h/DSCN0675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285851625535521986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVseDDt3RMI/AAAAAAAAAN8/xCnobQrgdzE/s320/DSCN0675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVsdqAnaAeI/AAAAAAAAAN0/907rFWQmuIY/s1600-h/DSCN0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285851195206402530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVsdqAnaAeI/AAAAAAAAAN0/907rFWQmuIY/s320/DSCN0664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVsWj5VyZQI/AAAAAAAAANs/RhBRzuR_dy8/s1600-h/DSCN0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285843393592845570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVsWj5VyZQI/AAAAAAAAANs/RhBRzuR_dy8/s320/DSCN0662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285840798821109058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 9px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 2px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVsUM3D_zUI/AAAAAAAAANc/chb-E4v00fk/s320/sydd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVsTxgQvzYI/AAAAAAAAANU/HnignlmM_Vs/s1600-h/lucky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285840328844103042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVsTxgQvzYI/AAAAAAAAANU/HnignlmM_Vs/s320/lucky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVsTPmC0fpI/AAAAAAAAANM/2zrD55N7-c0/s1600-h/jrs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285839746280750738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVsTPmC0fpI/AAAAAAAAANM/2zrD55N7-c0/s320/jrs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures from Christmas. I forgot my battery charger when I went up to the Cabin. I did manage to get Cathy to take a few pictures with her Iphone while we were snow shoeing. She was so funny, She had never used her camera on her phone before. She is so funny! She has only sent me one of the 6 so that will have to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3335568172243644270-4430283096538858329?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4430283096538858329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=4430283096538858329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/4430283096538858329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/4430283096538858329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays.'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SVsfqBxQa5I/AAAAAAAAAO0/fpMzy2IlUw8/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-390398784569639603</id><published>2008-12-14T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:02:12.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I got a new camera the day after Thanksgiving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have taken a ton of pictures and her are a few of my favorites! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTYpQPaZVI/AAAAAAAAANE/aYBqdCNMQSw/s1600-h/DSCN0451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279582866430911826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTYpQPaZVI/AAAAAAAAANE/aYBqdCNMQSw/s320/DSCN0451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another one Sophia took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTW-kComQI/AAAAAAAAAM8/u9TKNxiS_F8/s1600-h/DSCN0430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279581033500023042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTW-kComQI/AAAAAAAAAM8/u9TKNxiS_F8/s320/DSCN0430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Compliments of Sophia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTWj9pULAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/p6jpivqctoA/s1600-h/DSCN0442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279580576516680706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTWj9pULAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/p6jpivqctoA/s320/DSCN0442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sophia. She is so Darn cute! My new little side kick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTWNNFSnRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AVeAWUTwWOg/s1600-h/DSCN0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279580185523559698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTWNNFSnRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AVeAWUTwWOg/s320/DSCN0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At temple Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTTScoTg3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/he5MtZXC9f8/s1600-h/RSCN0297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279576977061413746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTTScoTg3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/he5MtZXC9f8/s320/RSCN0297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and My Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTPnGjE62I/AAAAAAAAAMU/7zFEtzPE9zQ/s1600-h/DSCN0328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279572933864647522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTPnGjE62I/AAAAAAAAAMU/7zFEtzPE9zQ/s320/DSCN0328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Baby Onyx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTOaPaKp7I/AAAAAAAAAMM/wzpO30fVuK0/s1600-h/DSCN0417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279571613393266610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTOaPaKp7I/AAAAAAAAAMM/wzpO30fVuK0/s320/DSCN0417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My wonderful and beautiful grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTNzySbK3I/AAAAAAAAAME/5x8rFxKqlgk/s1600-h/DSCN0415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279570952741137266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTNzySbK3I/AAAAAAAAAME/5x8rFxKqlgk/s320/DSCN0415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and My gramps. It took a lot to get this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTMhMXvHjI/AAAAAAAAAL8/OOeynu92qyA/s1600-h/DSCN0414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279569533813595698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTMhMXvHjI/AAAAAAAAAL8/OOeynu92qyA/s320/DSCN0414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTMOSPOG1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/wXGVphyntbI/s1600-h/DSCN0374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279569208970976082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTMOSPOG1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/wXGVphyntbI/s320/DSCN0374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sunset on December 11Th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTLDqmGqjI/AAAAAAAAALs/Pre9rCheGW4/s1600-h/DSCN0381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279567927019219506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTLDqmGqjI/AAAAAAAAALs/Pre9rCheGW4/s320/DSCN0381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Syd and Gavin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-390398784569639603?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/390398784569639603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=390398784569639603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/390398784569639603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/390398784569639603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-pictures.html' title='New pictures'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SUTYpQPaZVI/AAAAAAAAANE/aYBqdCNMQSw/s72-c/DSCN0451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-5231101547394019646</id><published>2008-12-12T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:13:30.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the heck!</title><content type='html'>I'm just wondering whats going on with my page. The pictures are all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-5231101547394019646?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/5231101547394019646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=5231101547394019646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/5231101547394019646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/5231101547394019646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-heck.html' title='What the heck!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-5897035798453462667</id><published>2008-12-04T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:15:47.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running everyday for 30 years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://msn.foxsports.com/story/8881908?MSNHPHCP&amp;amp;GT1=39002"&gt;http://msn.foxsports.com/story/8881908?MSNHPHCP&amp;amp;GT1=39002&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I ran across this article on MS&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;N. I think it is pretty neat that he has been able to run EVERYDAY for 30 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I found it at the right time, I have been struggling at finding my motivation to hit the pavement again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-5897035798453462667?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/5897035798453462667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=5897035798453462667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/5897035798453462667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/5897035798453462667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/12/running-everyday-for-30-years.html' title='Running everyday for 30 years!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-6492190073672272063</id><published>2008-12-02T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T15:50:40.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going to the conert!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STXIFK2RT6I/AAAAAAAAALk/GoxX1WkgTRQ/s1600-h/gallery_main-britney-spears-xfactor-photos-pics-120108-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275342529671286690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STXIFK2RT6I/AAAAAAAAALk/GoxX1WkgTRQ/s320/gallery_main-britney-spears-xfactor-photos-pics-120108-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STXGmguDE9I/AAAAAAAAALc/bPlAHVGbj_g/s1600-h/post_image-britney-spears-xfactor-photos-pics-120108-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275340903454806994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STXGmguDE9I/AAAAAAAAALc/bPlAHVGbj_g/s320/post_image-britney-spears-xfactor-photos-pics-120108-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Me, Sandy and Samantha are going to the big concert! It is going to be the funnest thing ever! I can't wait! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Thanks Adam!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-6492190073672272063?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/6492190073672272063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=6492190073672272063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/6492190073672272063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/6492190073672272063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-going-to-conert.html' title='I&apos;m going to the conert!!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STXIFK2RT6I/AAAAAAAAALk/GoxX1WkgTRQ/s72-c/gallery_main-britney-spears-xfactor-photos-pics-120108-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-4578028339887198226</id><published>2008-12-02T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:57:01.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Circus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STWtoHbDGDI/AAAAAAAAALU/ISxfj32kfYo/s1600-h/britney-spears-circus-number1-itunes-120208-thumb-300x297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275313443233273906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STWtoHbDGDI/AAAAAAAAALU/ISxfj32kfYo/s320/britney-spears-circus-number1-itunes-120208-thumb-300x297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Britney Spears Circus came out today! I am very excited!! Also, I found out that she is coming to concert here. My phone keeps ringng with people calling and texting me to tell me that she is coming. I love it! I like that people know where I stand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So if anyone wants to put it on your I pod, let me know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-4578028339887198226?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4578028339887198226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=4578028339887198226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/4578028339887198226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/4578028339887198226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/12/circus.html' title='Circus'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STWtoHbDGDI/AAAAAAAAALU/ISxfj32kfYo/s72-c/britney-spears-circus-number1-itunes-120208-thumb-300x297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-3467470449738688219</id><published>2008-11-29T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:18:03.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family fun at the lights.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STIVJi8CGOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HdFHLJ_NqhY/s1600-h/DSCN0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274301367345879266" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STIVJi8CGOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HdFHLJ_NqhY/s320/DSCN0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the lights on Saturday night. It was a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STIUlSHMfsI/AAAAAAAAAJA/5HjoHKig0ps/s1600-h/DSCN0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274300744354004674" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 1px; height: 2px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STIUlSHMfsI/AAAAAAAAAJA/5HjoHKig0ps/s320/DSCN0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STIUR1e4EzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BB6oW2NZluc/s1600-h/DSCN0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274300410251186994" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STIUR1e4EzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BB6oW2NZluc/s320/DSCN0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STITyv3ijPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UKMQvbDGyxI/s1600-h/DSCN0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274299876168076530" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STITyv3ijPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UKMQvbDGyxI/s320/DSCN0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-3467470449738688219?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3467470449738688219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=3467470449738688219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/3467470449738688219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/3467470449738688219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/11/family-fun-at-lights.html' title='Family fun at the lights.'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/STIVJi8CGOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HdFHLJ_NqhY/s72-c/DSCN0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-4631664551146818614</id><published>2008-11-24T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:25:32.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh I had fun!!</title><content type='html'>So I'm at work and I was showing my friend my blog about yesterday. And I just wanted to let everyone know, I had so much fun!! It makes me happy just looking at the pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-4631664551146818614?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4631664551146818614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=4631664551146818614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/4631664551146818614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/4631664551146818614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/11/gosh-i-had-fun.html' title='Gosh I had fun!!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-3819240496187139752</id><published>2008-11-23T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:32:28.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoCVaj8CJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/khNGpNCL5xE/s1600-h/Pie+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272028880721152146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoCVaj8CJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/khNGpNCL5xE/s320/Pie+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoCOGGuJeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/jFgXoKYhgno/s1600-h/Pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272028754970813922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoCOGGuJeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/jFgXoKYhgno/s320/Pie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; My first pies!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoCDMtkc6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/m9S4F-WpQFE/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272028567765808034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoCDMtkc6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/m9S4F-WpQFE/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoB8i1K8aI/AAAAAAAAAG8/VEFo1q2o-Ss/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272028453444186530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoB8i1K8aI/AAAAAAAAAG8/VEFo1q2o-Ss/s320/Thanksgiving+08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoB3N7UrWI/AAAAAAAAAG0/y4HXBKGYLuQ/s1600-h/thanks.jpg"&gt;Me and baby Onyx&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272028361933499746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoB3N7UrWI/AAAAAAAAAG0/y4HXBKGYLuQ/s320/thanks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;   HI MOM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoBifR1QEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uROKaGEtKI8/s1600-h/Gavin+and+Sophia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272028005814059074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoBifR1QEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uROKaGEtKI8/s320/Gavin+and+Sophia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say Cheese!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoBXsu6COI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hLtRuupFo_k/s1600-h/Fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272027820447107298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoBXsu6COI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hLtRuupFo_k/s320/Fam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoBO00rDwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Kgwy1NbUMXM/s1600-h/dfasdfsdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272027667999952642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoBO00rDwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Kgwy1NbUMXM/s320/dfasdfsdf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brixton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoBDT4OahI/AAAAAAAAAGM/cTQcW5awep4/s1600-h/Syd+Butter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272027470177921554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoBDT4OahI/AAAAAAAAAGM/cTQcW5awep4/s320/Syd+Butter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Making the Butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoAuiiGShI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YT7QlOr4eeo/s1600-h/Butter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272027113334393362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoAuiiGShI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YT7QlOr4eeo/s320/Butter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoAaJB89EI/AAAAAAAAAF8/c-Pj2JinBeE/s1600-h/sdff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272026762891293762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoAaJB89EI/AAAAAAAAAF8/c-Pj2JinBeE/s320/sdff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fam eating dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272026363616072306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 4px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoAC5nUknI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cucVfef0vOI/s320/sdff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSn_zaAj4iI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZDe8x52U1xM/s1600-h/sdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272026097433960994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSn_zaAj4iI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZDe8x52U1xM/s320/sdf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSn_gWCP43I/AAAAAAAAAFk/OlgcVA8jmng/s1600-h/dff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272025769949782898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSn_gWCP43I/AAAAAAAAAFk/OlgcVA8jmng/s320/dff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSn_X5MyXQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/g8rZAIdY6qQ/s1600-h/Butter+0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272025624770403586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 2px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 2px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSn_X5MyXQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/g8rZAIdY6qQ/s320/Butter+0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSn_P3NNCzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/zqWPNV2Ce2w/s1600-h/bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272025486796327730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSn_P3NNCzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/zqWPNV2Ce2w/s320/bb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We had an early Thanksgiving Dinner at Ben's house on Sunday. It was really fun! Everyone came, even Adams family. But they were late like always! I made my first homemade pumpkin pies, and a No bake Chocolta pie. Those of you who know me know I am not the best in the kitchen. So that is really brave of me. But they turned out really good!! We made homemade butter like we used to when we were little kids. That was fun to do that with all the kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-3819240496187139752?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3819240496187139752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=3819240496187139752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/3819240496187139752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/3819240496187139752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/11/early-thanksgiving.html' title='Early Thanksgiving'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SSoCVaj8CJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/khNGpNCL5xE/s72-c/Pie+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-1638838101418240683</id><published>2008-11-01T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:03:12.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>November 1st!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am very excited to announce that it was the first day that there was Christmas music on the radio!! I have it already set for the first station in my car!  It was a very good day driving around listing to some Christmas music! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Just to give all my peeps an update...I have moved back to BOuntiful. I know, I know, I  am free spirit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-1638838101418240683?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/1638838101418240683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=1638838101418240683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/1638838101418240683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/1638838101418240683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-1st.html' title='November 1st!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-2779185805622904958</id><published>2008-09-17T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:58:01.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Place Of Residence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So I have moved back to Logan. And I must say, it has been a hard road. I have been thinking about it a lot the last month or so...so I decided one weekend that I was going to move up that next week. Thanks to my brother Jake and his wife Melissa, I have somewhere to live!! I am back working for Maverik, I told myself I was never going back to work for them. But isn't that what always happens, when you say that you are more likely to go back to work for them!!&lt;br /&gt;The first week I hated living here. I missed Gavin, and the rest of the family. And it didn't help that Jake and his Family went out of town the first weekend I was here. I was really bored. I ended up going to Bountiful last weekend, and I almost didn't make it back up to Logan. If I hadn't have taken Jake's dogs with me, I really think I would have stayed and moved back. I am really happy I did en up coming back. I don't want to give up so easy. The hardest thing is, is not having my Friends and family to lean on. I always had something going on or someone to go do stuff with. Now I am a loser, and I call my Dad to see if he wants to hang out with me. And even then, I he is busy and I just watch him work. I guess we will see how it all works out.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-2779185805622904958?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2779185805622904958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=2779185805622904958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/2779185805622904958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/2779185805622904958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-place-of-residence.html' title='New Place Of Residence.'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-7649845510503149826</id><published>2008-08-25T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:04:49.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New shoes!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SLLmKKbx25I/AAAAAAAAAEY/7vhDn_YyY1k/s1600-h/hsoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238502378859256722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SLLmKKbx25I/AAAAAAAAAEY/7vhDn_YyY1k/s320/hsoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I went and purchased some new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;running shoes!! I am so excited! I usually only buy Nike, because of the Nike +. But they guy talked me into buying ASICS. We shall see if I like them as much as I do the Air Pegasus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-7649845510503149826?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/7649845510503149826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=7649845510503149826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/7649845510503149826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/7649845510503149826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-shoes.html' title='New shoes!!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SLLmKKbx25I/AAAAAAAAAEY/7vhDn_YyY1k/s72-c/hsoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-1762570513250655261</id><published>2008-08-20T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:09:05.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The right thing.</title><content type='html'>You know you have done the right thing when you wake up the next morning and feel really good about it! Last night I had to tell one of my best Friends something that had been bothering me for the last few days. I was not sure if it was really what I wanted. My heart was telling me one thing and my mind was telling me another. It was really hard to do, after I did it I felt like I did the wrong thing. I was really upset, they were not happy with my decision.  I felt really bad. But at some point you have to look out for number one! I have a really hard time with that, always putting others first. When ever I try to do for " Molly" I always end up feeling really guilty. But I had 2 other really good friends help me to realize I was making a bad decision. When I woke up this morning and was getting ready for work, I just felt really good about what I did. I have talked with this other person today, and they understand what I need to do. I am really grateful for the Friends and Family I have! I don't know where I would be with out them. I love them all so much!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-1762570513250655261?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/1762570513250655261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=1762570513250655261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/1762570513250655261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/1762570513250655261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/08/right-thing.html' title='The right thing.'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-2301093567092414966</id><published>2008-08-15T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:10:53.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All in a days work!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKX-jqzgA8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/4sV1LmGixFg/s1600-h/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234870030627242946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKX-jqzgA8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/4sV1LmGixFg/s320/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKX-OjBxKTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6w1pRQR6ANU/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234869667762350386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKX-OjBxKTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6w1pRQR6ANU/s320/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKX9z_1km7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/rjJKvnIcK70/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234869211639356338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKX9z_1km7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/rjJKvnIcK70/s320/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKX89cR98II/AAAAAAAAADw/Lg30VjvdFU0/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234868274381844610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKX89cR98II/AAAAAAAAADw/Lg30VjvdFU0/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKX74WXavvI/AAAAAAAAADg/kNdCNzZk31U/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234867087383117554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKX74WXavvI/AAAAAAAAADg/kNdCNzZk31U/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKX7UO1R95I/AAAAAAAAADY/gQZeauNOXSg/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKXxPuV8JGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RfeyZ8Z6f1g/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234855394328454242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKXxPuV8JGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RfeyZ8Z6f1g/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So instead of work yesterday, we went to Timpanogas cave. I had never been before, so I was not knowing what to except. Seriously, It was so freaking hard!! I wouldn't say I am in the best shape, but I know I am not out of shape,but it was hard!!!! You would think taking a mile and a half walk up a mountain wouldn't be that hard. But notice the elevation is 6730 feet. I met this boy with is family on the way up, he kept making little comments to me that he was going to beat me! When they would stop to take a rest, I kept walking, causeI didn't want him to beat me! When he finally got up there 15 minutes after I was already up there, he gave me a mean look and said " Oh, you beat me?" It was funny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-2301093567092414966?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2301093567092414966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=2301093567092414966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/2301093567092414966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/2301093567092414966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-in-days-work.html' title='All in a days work!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKX-jqzgA8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/4sV1LmGixFg/s72-c/093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-8986583646542218567</id><published>2008-08-11T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:40:37.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elephant Rock.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKCgLJ4gshI/AAAAAAAAADI/7XeatLbQdYA/s1600-h/molly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233358880496464402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKCgLJ4gshI/AAAAAAAAADI/7XeatLbQdYA/s320/molly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Patricia and I went on a hike yesterday to Elephant Rock. It was really fun!! We both forgot our cameras, and I didn't have my cell phone to take some pictures with it.  But I did get one of us after, and boy do we look cute!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ben was supposed to come with us but he pussed out in the morning. But we were happy he didn't come, cause he would have wanted to go back when we got to the rock. To get to the rock it is a 3.5 mile hike. It is not hard, well...for most!!  When we were getting ready to head back down we saw another path that went 3 more miles up, we decided we would go up until we had hiked 5 miles, so that we did a 10 mile hike round trip.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It was really pretty, it looks over the Great Slat Lake. I am really bummed that we didn't have a camera. I want to do it again in the next few weeks, so I will have some pictures to post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Does anyone want to go with me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&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/3335568172243644270-8986583646542218567?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/8986583646542218567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=8986583646542218567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/8986583646542218567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/8986583646542218567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/08/elephant-rock.html' title='Elephant Rock.'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SKCgLJ4gshI/AAAAAAAAADI/7XeatLbQdYA/s72-c/molly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-7186257668678555981</id><published>2008-08-05T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T07:27:03.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Routine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So...My life has changes dramatically in the past 2 weeks.  I have quite Maverik, mind you I have been there for over 5 years. I am not dating Mike anymore :(. and I am moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Let me start with Maverik. I have been here for 5 years, like I said. I started in one of the stores in the bakery, next was a cashier then was operations Manager. From there I went to the Call Center. At that time, it was great!! While in the Call center, I started going up front being the receptionist part time.  Things started to get bad in the call Center and I went up front full time.  Maverik has been a really good company.  They have a lot a benefits for the people that work here. The people are Awesome, and are always there for you when you need them. On that note, I think I deserve to make more money than I do.  I am planning on moving out by myself and I can't live on making 10.50 an hour.   So I found a new job working with my Brother Ben. I have worked with him a few day and I really like it! It is a really different atmosphere, but I think it will work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;On the Michael satiation.....It comes down to him. He was not ready. He has been married before, it has not even been a year that he has been Divorced. We started dating 3 months after he was divorced, So He hasn't really had time for himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So Today is my last day at Maverik. It doesn't seem real yet. We shall see how it goes......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-7186257668678555981?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/7186257668678555981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=7186257668678555981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/7186257668678555981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/7186257668678555981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-routine.html' title='New Routine'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-1221817011398131154</id><published>2008-08-01T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T13:44:49.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reciprocity</title><content type='html'>&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt class="hwrd"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="hwrd"&gt;&lt;span class="variant"&gt;rec·i·proc·i·ty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="pron"&gt;Pronunciation:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="pron"&gt;       &lt;span class="pronchars"&gt;\&lt;span class="unicode"&gt;ˌ&lt;/span&gt;re-sə-&lt;span class="unicode"&gt;ˈ&lt;/span&gt;prä-s(ə-)tē\&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="func"&gt;Function:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="func"&gt;&lt;em&gt;noun&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="inf"&gt;Inflected Form(s):&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="inf"&gt;&lt;em&gt;plural&lt;/em&gt;   &lt;span class="variant"&gt;rec·i·proc·i·ties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="date"&gt;Date:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="date"&gt;1766&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="defs"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_label start"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; the quality or state of being &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/reciprocal" class="formulaic"&gt;reciprocal&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; mutual dependence, action, or influence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_label start"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; a mutual exchange of privileges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;; &lt;em&gt;specifically&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; a recognition by one of two countries or institutions of the validity of licenses or privileges granted by the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3335568172243644270-1221817011398131154?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/1221817011398131154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=1221817011398131154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/1221817011398131154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/1221817011398131154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/08/reciprocity.html' title='Reciprocity'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-7523338682116336085</id><published>2008-07-25T07:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T07:46:14.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes,and more changes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I put in my 2 weeks with Maverik on Tuesday. I am going to be working for my Brother Ben. I think it will be a good change. I have been with Maverik for a little over 5 years. I have enjoyed my time with them, but I need to move on. I feel like I am at a dead end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Also, I have been looking for apartments. Yes, I am moving out of my sisters! It is taking way longer than I would have hoped.  I am not really sure where I will be living yet, a lot has changed in the past few days. I was going to stay in Bountiful so I could be close to my Family and Mike. But Things with Mike are not really working either. So on that note, I might move more south. I have not made my mind up yet. I am working out south anyways, and Gas is not the cheapest thing anymore!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So....I am a little nervous where life is going to take me, I don't do well with change. And I have had a lot of changes in the past week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Anyone with some happy thoughts, call me!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Molly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-7523338682116336085?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/7523338682116336085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=7523338682116336085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/7523338682116336085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/7523338682116336085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/07/changesand-more-changes.html' title='Changes,and more changes!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-4697496648650717694</id><published>2008-07-16T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T07:45:47.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I love!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SH4JhPzp_aI/AAAAAAAAADA/HnCImB5qgpc/s1600-h/5-16-2007-402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SH4JhPzp_aI/AAAAAAAAADA/HnCImB5qgpc/s320/5-16-2007-402.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223623084579880354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite thing in morning is when Onyx comes in and lays by me. He is funny, He will not lay down until he finds the perfect spot. Most of the time he will lay right by my legs. I love it!! It makes it so hard for me to get up out of bed because I don't want to disturb him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-4697496648650717694?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4697496648650717694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=4697496648650717694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/4697496648650717694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/4697496648650717694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/07/things-i-love.html' title='Things I love!!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SH4JhPzp_aI/AAAAAAAAADA/HnCImB5qgpc/s72-c/5-16-2007-402.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-836272759414148699</id><published>2008-06-24T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T17:20:03.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SGGOYW5EymI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pISelM8I0RA/s1600-h/0c1ad127fcb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215606392584718946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SGGOYW5EymI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pISelM8I0RA/s320/0c1ad127fcb2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SGGNy1F5MuI/AAAAAAAAACw/QdnhVZFglpc/s1600-h/f00f196cf62c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215605747856519906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="243" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SGGNy1F5MuI/AAAAAAAAACw/QdnhVZFglpc/s320/f00f196cf62c.jpg" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                           &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here are a few Pictures of me and Gavin! We always have so much fun together! After work one day, I was putting on lipstick, He said " I wanna that!" So I put some on him! He loved it!  HE is my side kick! We are pretty pimpin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-836272759414148699?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/836272759414148699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=836272759414148699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/836272759414148699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/836272759414148699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/06/here-are-few-pictures-of-me-and-gavin.html' title=''/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/SGGOYW5EymI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pISelM8I0RA/s72-c/0c1ad127fcb2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-1155270804776038291</id><published>2008-06-18T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T17:04:25.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in need of some serious updating!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;So I was looking back at when the last time I posted one, and I tried to post one on May 19Th, but never finished! So for those of you who even look on here, here is an update on my life!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much has changed! Okay......I lie! I have not been running like I used to. It is really upsetting. I worked so hard to get to where I was at. I could run 6-7 miles like nobodies business and now I am lucky if I even go running! When I do go running, I can only run 1 mile and I am freaking tired!!! The reason for my lack in the running department is I have been dating this guy named Mike! He is really great guy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I started this like 3 days ago......since then, I have been running again! It has been really hard. I am going to start off slow. I have only been running one mile when I go. I figure, If I do that for a week, it will get me worked up to running more. I have noticed the last few times I've ran, I have shine splints!  I plan on working through them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;When I am running, that's when I feel like Molly! I am not worrying about the stresses of life,just me and the pavement! It is great!! Also on that note, I was telling my best friend Katie, I feel the best about myself when I am in my running clothes!  HA HA! I know it sounds really stupid, but when I have them on,  am not so worried about then body!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;One more thing, When I was a little on the bigger side, I never wanted to become how I am. I would look at certain people and thing to myself " You look good, SHUT UP!!" But of course I would never say that to their face! But now that I have lost weight, I catch myself not being satisfied with how I look. I know, I look a lot better that I used to, but I feel like I need to be a certain weight. I know that doesn't really matter, but I have become CRAZY!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;LOL On that note, I will keep y'all updated! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-1155270804776038291?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/1155270804776038291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=1155270804776038291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/1155270804776038291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/1155270804776038291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-need-of-some-serious-updating.html' title='in need of some serious updating!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-8533618624361310873</id><published>2008-04-22T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T10:26:25.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2:30:39</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So...I got really sick on Friday. That Day before the Half Marathon!!!  It is really upsetting.  It took me 20 minutes longer than I wanted it to take. I was fine the first few miles, then I started to get a really bad headache.  It was  way fun though! I am planning on doing another one on May10th.  I am shoting for my time being 2hours and 15 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;More to come on the the  Half Marathon..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-8533618624361310873?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/8533618624361310873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=8533618624361310873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/8533618624361310873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/8533618624361310873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/04/23039.html' title='2:30:39'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-533433377197770224</id><published>2008-04-15T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T15:13:22.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;PAIN IS WEAKNESS LEAVING YOUR BODY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-533433377197770224?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/533433377197770224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=533433377197770224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/533433377197770224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/533433377197770224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/04/pain-is-weakness-leaving-your-body.html' title=''/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-5210635133796436784</id><published>2008-04-15T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T08:21:21.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M GETTING NERVOUS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So...I'm getting really nervous! I know I will not be the last to finish, that is not why I am scared. There will be so many people there that have been running much longer than I have.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I am going to buy myself a new running outfit on Friday night, so that will help!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-5210635133796436784?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/5210635133796436784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=5210635133796436784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/5210635133796436784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/5210635133796436784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-getting-nervous.html' title='I&apos;M GETTING NERVOUS!!!!!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-8978175865629761535</id><published>2008-04-11T07:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T08:10:08.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 19th!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_9_RZEwRqI/AAAAAAAAACo/atYHt-wQuOs/s1600-h/marathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_9_RZEwRqI/AAAAAAAAACo/atYHt-wQuOs/s320/marathon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188005232519431842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;So I only have one week left until mt half marathon!! I am very excited, but at the same I'm getting nervous. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I have worked really hard to get to where I am at in my running.  A few people have told me I am " obsessed". But I don't see it as that. I am training for a half marathon, how does that mean I am obsessed?  I have been trying to eat healthy, so I can be at my best for that day.  So when my Friends ask me if I want to go out to eat and I don't want to go, they get a little upset. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Back to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/mollym/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;marathon, I would really like to see of my peeps come out an support me. So if you want to come meet me at the finish line, you will be on my good list. And that is a good list to be on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-8978175865629761535?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/8978175865629761535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=8978175865629761535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/8978175865629761535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/8978175865629761535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-19th.html' title='April 19th!!!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_9_RZEwRqI/AAAAAAAAACo/atYHt-wQuOs/s72-c/marathon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-350143337570157405</id><published>2008-04-04T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T08:54:32.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a 44</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Below is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Dr Phil's test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; . (Dr. Phil scored 55; he did this test on Oprah - she got a 38.) Some folks pay a lot of money to find this stuff out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on, this is very interesting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don 't be overly sensitive! The following is pretty accurate and it only takes 2 minutes. Take this test for yourself and send it to your friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who sent it placed their score in the e-mail subject box.  Please do the same before forwarding to your friends (send it back to the person who Sent it to you.) Don't peek, but begin the test as you scroll down and answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Answers are for who you are now&lt;/u&gt;....... not who you were in the past. Have pen or pencil and paper ready. This is &lt;u&gt;a real test given by the Human Relations &lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Dept.. at many of the major corporations today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;It helps them get better insight concerning their employees and prospective employees.. It's only 10 Simple questions, so...grab a pencil and paper, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;keeping track of your letter answers to each question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Make sure to change the subject of the e-mail to read YOUR total. When you are finished, forward this to friends/family, and also send it to the per son who sent this to you. &lt;u&gt;Make sure to put YOUR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;score in the subject box.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When do you feel your best?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) in the morning&lt;br /&gt;b) during the afternoon &amp;amp; and early evening&lt;br /&gt;c) late at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You usually walk. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) fairly fast, with long steps&lt;br /&gt;b) fairly fast, with little steps&lt;br /&gt;c) less fast head up, looking the world in the face&lt;br /&gt;d) less fast, head down&lt;br /&gt;e) very slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When talking to people you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) stand with your arms folded&lt;br /&gt;b) have your hands clasped&lt;br /&gt;c) have one or both your hands on your hips&lt;br /&gt;d) touch or push the person to whom you are talking &lt;br /&gt;e) play with your ear, ! touch your chin, or smooth your hair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When relaxing, you sit with... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;a) your knees bent with your legs neatly side by side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;b) your legs crossed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;c) your legs stretched out or straight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;d) one leg curled under you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When something really amuses you, you react with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) big appreciated laugh&lt;br /&gt;b) a laugh, but not a loud one&lt;br /&gt;c) a quiet chuckle &lt;br /&gt;d) a sheepis h smile &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you go to a party or social gathering you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) ma ke a loud entrance so everyone notices you &lt;br /&gt;b) make a quiet entrance, looking around for someone you know &lt;br /&gt;c) make the quietest entrance, trying to stay unnoticed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're working very hard, concentrating hard, and you're interrupted....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) welcome the break&lt;br /&gt;b) feel extremely irritated&lt;br /&gt;c) vary between these two extremes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which of the following colors do you like most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ) Red or orange&lt;br /&gt;b) black&lt;br /&gt;c) yellow or light blue &lt;br /&gt;d) green&lt;br /&gt;e) dark blue or purple&lt;br /&gt;f) white &lt;br /&gt;g) brown or gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you are in bed at night, in those last few moments before going to sleep you are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) stretched out on your back&lt;br /&gt;b) stretched out face down on your stomach&lt;br /&gt;c) on your side, slightly curled&lt;br /&gt;d) with your head on one arm &lt;br /&gt;e) with your head under the covers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You often dream that you are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) falling&lt;br /&gt;b) fighting or struggling&lt;br /&gt;c) searching for something or somebody&lt;br /&gt;d) flying or floating&lt;br /&gt;e) you usually have dreamless sleep &lt;br /&gt;f) your dreams are always pleasant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POINTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. (a) 2 (b) 4 (c) 6&lt;br /&gt;2. (a) 6 (b) 4 (c) 7 (d) 2 (e) 1&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. (a) 4 (b) 2 (c) 5 (d) 7 (e) 6&lt;br /&gt;4. (a) 4 (b) 6 (c) 2 (d) 1 &lt;br /&gt;5. (a) 6 (b) 4 (c) 3 (d) 5 (e) 2 &lt;br /&gt;6. (a) 6 (b) 4 (c) 2&lt;br /&gt;7. (a) 6 (b) 2 (c) 4 &lt;br /&gt;8. (a) 6 (b) 7 (c) 5 (d) 4 (e) 3 (f) 2 (g) 1&lt;br /&gt;9. (a) 7 (b) 6 (c) 4 (d) 2 (e) 1&lt;br /&gt;10. (a) 4 (b) 2 (c) 3 (d) 5 (e) 6 (f) 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now add up the total number of points. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OVER 60 POINTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Others see y ou as someone they should 'handle with care.' You're seen as vain, self-centered, and who is extremely dominant.. Others may admire you, wishing they could be more like &lt;br /&gt;you, but don't always trust you, hesitating to become too deeply involved with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;51 TO 60 POINTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; : Others see you as an exciting, highly volatile, rather impulsive personality; a natural leader, who's quick to make decisions, though not always the right ones. They see you as bold and &lt;br /&gt;adventuresome, someone who will try anything once; someone who takes chances and enjoys an adventure. They enjoy being in your company &lt;br /&gt;because of the excitement! you radiate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;41 TO 50 POINTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Oth ers see you as fresh, lively, charming, amusing, practical, and always interesting; someone who's constantly in the center of attention, but sufficiently well-balanced not to let it go to their head. They also see you as kind, considerate, and understanding; someone who'll always cheer the m up and help them out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31 TO 40 POINTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Others see you as sensible, cautious, careful &amp;amp; practical. They see you as clever, gifted, or talented, but modest. Not a person who makes friends too quickly or easily, but someone &lt;br /&gt;who's extremely loyal to friends you do make and who expect the same loyalty in return. Those who really get to know you realize it takes a lot to shake your trust In your friends, but equally that it takes you a long time to get over if that trust is ever broken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21 TO 30 POINTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy. They see you as very ca utious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder. It would! really surprise them if you ever did something &lt;br /&gt;impulsively or on the spur of the moment, expecting you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then, usually decide against it. They think this reaction is caused partly by your careful nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNDER 21 POINTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: People think you are shy, nervous, and indecisive, someone who needs looking after, who always wants someone else to make the decisions &amp;amp; who doesn't want to get involved with &lt;br /&gt;anyone or anything! They see you as a worrier who always sees problems that don't exist. So me people think you're boring. Only those who know you well know that you aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-350143337570157405?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/350143337570157405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=350143337570157405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/350143337570157405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/350143337570157405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-44.html' title='I am a 44'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-3126724380654354990</id><published>2008-03-25T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T10:51:11.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R-k6OXOKAuI/AAAAAAAAACA/b2aggMbOpVs/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R-k6OXOKAuI/AAAAAAAAACA/b2aggMbOpVs/s320/Picture+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181736864692437730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R-k573OKAtI/AAAAAAAAAB4/i0lnxmIbxNw/s1600-h/100_1600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R-k573OKAtI/AAAAAAAAAB4/i0lnxmIbxNw/s320/100_1600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181736546864857810" 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/3335568172243644270-3126724380654354990?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3126724380654354990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=3126724380654354990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/3126724380654354990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/3126724380654354990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R-k6OXOKAuI/AAAAAAAAACA/b2aggMbOpVs/s72-c/Picture+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-7205467338124579965</id><published>2008-03-25T10:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T10:39:45.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R-k1pHOKAsI/AAAAAAAAABw/I51swTxz-es/s1600-h/Jrs...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R-k1pHOKAsI/AAAAAAAAABw/I51swTxz-es/s320/Jrs...jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181731826695799490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Easter weekend was awesome! On Saturday we had an Easter egg hunt and a party for Gavin at Ben's house. My Mom told me I had to bring some Plastic eggs filled with candy, She didn't tell me I was not the only one bringing eggs. So I bought over 100 eggs, and filled them all with candy. With the exception of Gavin steeping on a few and breaking them.  After I had found out that the other family's were bring eggs too! so we had a ton of eggs!! Patricia and I went outside to hide them, we had so many eggs, and not enough hiding spots. So we just scattered thm on the grass for the little ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-7205467338124579965?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/7205467338124579965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=7205467338124579965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/7205467338124579965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/7205467338124579965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend.'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R-k1pHOKAsI/AAAAAAAAABw/I51swTxz-es/s72-c/Jrs...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-1223072807990905739</id><published>2008-03-24T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T15:12:54.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About me..</title><content type='html'>10 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 12 almost 13. Going to North West. My best friends were Shelly Kidd and Katie stenblik.&lt;br /&gt;And I was very cool as I am now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things on my TO DO list...&lt;br /&gt;1. Run 35 miles this week.&lt;br /&gt;2. Laundry.&lt;br /&gt;3.GO to the bank.&lt;br /&gt;4. Finish the mail.&lt;br /&gt;5. Get new insoles for my running shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i would do if i was a billionaire...&lt;br /&gt;1. Pay off all my bills.&lt;br /&gt;2. Buy a new car for me and my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;3. Buy me a house, My Mom  and my sister their own house.&lt;br /&gt;4. Pay who ever I need to to get Mauga out and off the hook.&lt;br /&gt;5. Travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 bad habits...&lt;br /&gt;1. Procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;2. Procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;3. Procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs i've had...&lt;br /&gt;1. Rainbow Snow.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lee's&lt;br /&gt;3. Maverik Store.&lt;br /&gt;4. Maverik Call Center&lt;br /&gt;5. Maverik Receptionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 things people don't know...&lt;br /&gt;1. I get shy sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;2. This is hard....I am a really open person, so the people reading this already know EVERYTHING about me.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm afraid of Heights.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am the coolest girl you know!&lt;br /&gt;5. I am my Grannys favorite!&lt;br /&gt;6. I can't think of anything else I'm willing to share ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tag whoever is reading this and hasn't done this before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-1223072807990905739?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/1223072807990905739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=1223072807990905739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/1223072807990905739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/1223072807990905739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/03/about-me.html' title='About me..'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-2568558163983842963</id><published>2008-03-24T12:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T12:20:55.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gavin is turning 4!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday GAVIN!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R-f-u3OKArI/AAAAAAAAABo/LkIfX2n7qeU/s1600-h/Gavin++and+ii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R-f-u3OKArI/AAAAAAAAABo/LkIfX2n7qeU/s320/Gavin++and+ii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181389977363808946" 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/3335568172243644270-2568558163983842963?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2568558163983842963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=2568558163983842963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/2568558163983842963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/2568558163983842963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/03/gavin-is-turning-4.html' title='Gavin is turning 4!!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R-f-u3OKArI/AAAAAAAAABo/LkIfX2n7qeU/s72-c/Gavin++and+ii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-3822620156001528896</id><published>2008-03-13T07:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T07:51:32.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R9k9PSsq74I/AAAAAAAAABg/AT0a5hVfxcY/s1600-h/goe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R9k9PSsq74I/AAAAAAAAABg/AT0a5hVfxcY/s320/goe1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177236579565629314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom has a student she takes after school, his name is Geo. I like to call him Goavuan. I used to be unsure when he was around. He does things that are out the the " NORM" .&lt;br /&gt;One time my Mom brought him into my work.  He pulled down the fire alarm!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well it turns out, I have grown quite fond of him the last few times I have seen him. Granted, last time he came to my work, he was hitting one of the VP's cars....but what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday My Mom, Goavaun and I went to the park. We took some pictures. It was really fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-3822620156001528896?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3822620156001528896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=3822620156001528896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/3822620156001528896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/3822620156001528896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/03/goe.html' title='GOE!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R9k9PSsq74I/AAAAAAAAABg/AT0a5hVfxcY/s72-c/goe1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-1354062619856788435</id><published>2008-03-12T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T07:41:03.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R9frdCsq73I/AAAAAAAAAA4/JtEodmtT-YE/s1600-h/DSC_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R9frdCsq73I/AAAAAAAAAA4/JtEodmtT-YE/s400/DSC_0432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176865180858642290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R9frLCsq72I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Z4ZLLRuXdA8/s1600-h/bubba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R9frLCsq72I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Z4ZLLRuXdA8/s400/bubba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176864871620996962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R9fq3Ssq71I/AAAAAAAAAAo/K4qjm9YZTE8/s1600-h/gavin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R9fq3Ssq71I/AAAAAAAAAAo/K4qjm9YZTE8/s400/gavin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176864532318580562" 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/3335568172243644270-1354062619856788435?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/1354062619856788435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=1354062619856788435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/1354062619856788435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/1354062619856788435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R9frdCsq73I/AAAAAAAAAA4/JtEodmtT-YE/s72-c/DSC_0432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-4629994202034182452</id><published>2008-03-11T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T14:14:02.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8:44</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;As you know, I have been running on Lunch.  The past two weeks we have been doing it,  I have gotten my best times for my miles. The first week I ran my best mile at the time. Which was 9:05!! I was so excited!! That is good for me. Today I ran it in 8:44!!!!!!! The best I have ever done!!!!! I really enjoy running with Ashley, she has made me a better runner in the past two weeks.  I used to like going alone, but it is better to have someone there who is on your same page. She motivates me so I don't want to stop, or to finish  the last mile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-4629994202034182452?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4629994202034182452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=4629994202034182452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/4629994202034182452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/4629994202034182452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/03/844.html' title='8:44'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-6532534444298244470</id><published>2008-03-07T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T13:24:15.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister in law Tiffany!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I love her so much. Let me first start off by telling a story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Last summer The Family went to Bear Lake. I had bought a new suit, Yes a bikini! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I was really excited, I was not skinny by any means, but I felt good enough about myself to wear a bikini!  That first night we were up at the Cabin, I showed Charie and Tiffany my new suit. The first thing that Charie says to me is " Don't you think you should buy a suit that flatters your body?"  I thought to myself " What a bitch!" and said "At least  I feel good enough about myself to wear it!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The next day we were at the beach, and a really hot guy drove by on this tractor to pull my Dads truck out of the water, because it had gotten stuck.  I said out loud " He is really hot!" And Tiffany said " Maybe if you suck your gut in, he will give you his number!" I was so mad!! It really hurt my feelings. Every time I  would go to Adams house, I would always hear something about me needing to loose weight, or Tiffany looking better than me. At Somme point it starts to get you down.  So that day at the beach I thought to myself " I am going to go home and start walking" And sure enough the next day after getting home I was out walking!  Walking wasn't doing much for me, so I had to start running! Sometimes when I would be running, I would think to myself " You can do it! Pretend Adam and Tiff are here watching you to see how good you are." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;So that is my story of why I started running. SO Thanks Tiffany!! Even though I was really mad at you last summer, I am happy now!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I was texting Tiffany today, I was thinking about how much I love her. She is one of my Best Friends. I love knowing I can always count on her for comfort. She has helped me so much. If it wasn't for her and Adam I don't know where I would be. They helped me get through the hardest time in my life. Even though they seem to be very judgemental, They are the most caring people I know. They are ALWAYS there with open arms.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;So this year in Bear Lake, I am going to look so good!! I am going to wear the same Bikini and take a picture so we can compare. It is going to be fun! SO I still have a long way to go to get to where I don't have anything to " Suck in" But I will promise you that there will be nothing to " suck in" This year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-6532534444298244470?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/6532534444298244470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=6532534444298244470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/6532534444298244470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/6532534444298244470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-sister-in-law-tiffany.html' title='My Sister in law Tiffany!'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-3411127272192445702</id><published>2008-03-06T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T12:45:03.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running on lunch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ashley and I went running during lunch today. Ashley is the HR manager for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;Maverik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;.  I am so excited that she came to me to to run during our lunch. I love that she loves running as much as I do.  Also We have very similar body's.   so it makes it easier to run with her because we are on the same page...... I am just so excited that I have a running partner!!!! When I run with her I feel like I can run more. If I would have went by myself today, I probably wouldn't have finished the 2 miles. I am still really sore.... but I wanted to go.  So if anyone else wants to be cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" &gt;like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" &gt;us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; " hint hint" you should go running too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-3411127272192445702?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3411127272192445702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=3411127272192445702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/3411127272192445702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/3411127272192445702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/03/running-on-lunch.html' title='Running on lunch.'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-3552658747947878482</id><published>2008-03-05T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:48:29.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>updating....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tiffany text me today telling me I need to update my Blog. She acts like I have changed my mind since the last one I wrote!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well.....I changed my mind about moving up to Logan. It just didn't feel right. I was really excited to move up there, but every time I would think about it I would get a really sick feeling. I thought because I had somewhere to live and had a lot of people trying to help me find a job, that my prayers were being answered. I think sometimes you can pray to much about things. I don't think that I would have a bad choice by moving up to Logan,  But I was not meant to move up there. I am happy where I am. I know I need to have my own life, but at the same time, My family is my life.  I love them all so much. I also decided that I can try harder to better the situation. The moment that I decided that, things got so much better. And I love my job. I love the people I work with, I love what I do. I have 2 weeks vacation, and 100 sick hours, how can you leave that? And not to mention, I am the favorite!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO I have been training for a half marathon, it is kicking my butt!! I was doing really good at the beginning of the year, I got up to 7 miles.  Then I stated dating a few to many people at one time and I was not able to go running as much as I wanted. so on that note, I felt like I started over. When I would go running a few weeks ago, I was barley able to finish 2 miles. I was so mad at myself!!  I only have 7 weeks left until my half marathon, so I knew I had to step up my game. Monday after work I went to the gym,  and I set my Ipod for 5 miles.  After the first mile, I was ready to stop, but I told myself I couldn't. After the nest mile, I was REALLY ready to give up at 2.   The first 2 miles I was so tired, I would stop after I would finish the mile and do sit ups and push ups.  Then I felt like I was ready to do one more mile. After I finished the 3rd mile, I didn't want to stop, I thought I might as well just get it over with and keep running. The Lady came on over my head phones and said " Congratulations, you have finished your goal of 5 miles!"  I was not ready to stop, I thought I will do one more mile, after I finished 6 I told myself I was going to do 8 miles! Well I finished 8.25 miles!! It was AMAZING!!   It felt so good, I am so proud of myself!  A girl from work, asked me if I wanted to start going running on our lunch. We went on Tuesday.  WE just drove up to the park up the street. There is a track, 2 1|2 times around is 1 miles. We did 2 miles in 18 min. So we did a mile in 9 minutes!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;At first I started running to lose weight. but it is to the point that I do it for fun.  It is very relaxing.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think that is all I have to say today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3335568172243644270-3552658747947878482?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3552658747947878482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=3552658747947878482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/3552658747947878482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/3552658747947878482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/03/updating.html' title='updating....'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-6408217823922579320</id><published>2008-01-11T06:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T07:03:24.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Deal.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I final decided a day to tell me work what my last day was.  I told them It would be Feb 21, Much longer than I was planning on staying but there are a few things that I do for my job in the middle of the month, that I would need to train the new person how to do.  Seeing as how it is the middle of the month now for Jan it looks like I will not be showing the new person how to do it! So I went to tell me Boss When I would be leaving....It didn't go so well.  He said " Well you know, I will be out of town that week"  So I took that as  He wanted me to be here with the new person while most of the office will be out of town. SO I told him I can stay until FEB 29!!! That is along time! After that conversation I came back to my desk to see an email of my job posting. My heart sank! I love my job, and I am leaving!  I have been planning this move since Thanksgiving, and had a hard time when I finally decided to really move and now I am really sad that I am doing it! Mostly to leave my job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-6408217823922579320?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/6408217823922579320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=6408217823922579320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/6408217823922579320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/6408217823922579320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/01/real-deal.html' title='The Real Deal.'/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335568172243644270.post-4462821997186554285</id><published>2008-01-10T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T07:04:36.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I am moving! And I am really getting sick of others giving me their opinion!! I really don't care that YOU think I am making the wrong choice, If in fact it WAS a mistake, that is My issue! I guess if people were in my shoes they might understand, but such is life I guess!  I am going to miss everyone so much, especially the people I work with.  I love my job, I hate to leave it but it is something I have to do in order for me to grow as a person.  Some people are so supportive of my move and others are really no getting in their mind! I know they are just want me to stay for selfish reasons( Being them selfs ).  But I so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335568172243644270-4462821997186554285?l=mollyballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4462821997186554285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335568172243644270&amp;postID=4462821997186554285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/4462821997186554285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335568172243644270/posts/default/4462821997186554285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollyballs.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-i-am-moving-and-i-am-really-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>MelBrooks.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11336747365466108234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WnS36zEUOpc/R_Jv83OKAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/S4-crOvbjec/S220/meldene.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
