<?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-1976410420266778296</id><updated>2011-11-15T00:11:30.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BARKERS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-1247426246667875089</id><published>2011-05-15T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T11:57:59.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Layla Marie Barker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NjbMAPKOKT4/TdAfRAsuhXI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/sYGeEc4rQ8M/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607015913182102898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NjbMAPKOKT4/TdAfRAsuhXI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/sYGeEc4rQ8M/s400/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layla Marie was born Saturday, May 7, 2011 at 1:20pm. She weighed 7lbs 3oz and measured 20 inches long. She was born with a full head of black, thick hair just like both her parents were. Her eyes are dark brown right now. She’s adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, May 6, I woke up with a migraine. I had a dr. appt at 10:30am. My blood pressure was high, either because of the pain, or causing the pain. Either way, the doctor suggested going to the hospital. He broke my water that afternoon, by nightfall I hadn’t had any contractions and things were at a stand still, so I sent J.D. home for the night and told him I would call him when I was making progress. I slept all most of Friday afternoon and all through the night. (On great pain meds which eventually took care of the killer migraine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4:30AM I woke up to super painful contractions lasting up to 30 seconds. I immediately asked for an epidural. I asked J.D. to come back to the hospital. After the epidural the pain was gone and I pretty much went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around noon the nurse came in and said the contraction sheet was showing some stress on the baby , so she called the doctor. He was there in 10 minutes. Turns out I was ready to push! It took about a hour, but the epidural was still doing its job so it was tolerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually really peaceful when she was born. There wasn’t any stress, she didn’t hardly fuss when the nurses were cleaning her up. She is such a sweet baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ckKGBhWfN0/TdAggm7ozII/AAAAAAAAAfI/LvM4-VsD2qg/s1600/640218993_2288955142_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607017280654855298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ckKGBhWfN0/TdAggm7ozII/AAAAAAAAAfI/LvM4-VsD2qg/s400/640218993_2288955142_0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali came up and stayed at the hospital with me Saturday night so J.D. could stay home with Bo. We brought our new baby girl home on Mother’s Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F--XfSWVmoI/TdAfRaQaGGI/AAAAAAAAAeY/NGnNP6BZ_c4/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607015920042645602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F--XfSWVmoI/TdAfRaQaGGI/AAAAAAAAAeY/NGnNP6BZ_c4/s400/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo didn’t really know what to think of her for the first couple days. I’m pretty sure he thought she was a cat for a bit after my mom said ‘softly…like your petting the cat’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u6UbZTuJazU/TdAfR7wR8VI/AAAAAAAAAew/lVJC2K6mRZc/s1600/640218866_2288954804_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607015929034699090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u6UbZTuJazU/TdAfR7wR8VI/AAAAAAAAAew/lVJC2K6mRZc/s400/640218866_2288954804_0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, he would pet her and say ‘meow’. Now he gives her lots of kisses and loves his little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AfFy2cFdKL4/TdAfRzmcqLI/AAAAAAAAAeo/uZ43f02siPI/s1600/640218935_2288954932_623524091_1305482836161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607015926845974706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AfFy2cFdKL4/TdAfRzmcqLI/AAAAAAAAAeo/uZ43f02siPI/s400/640218935_2288954932_623524091_1305482836161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layla is doing what newborns do best…she sleeps a lot! I can’t wait to watch her grow and learn more about her and her personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVi6Hp3gFgY/TdAfRqdwGvI/AAAAAAAAAeg/OydVC-M-ebU/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607015924393581298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVi6Hp3gFgY/TdAfRqdwGvI/AAAAAAAAAeg/OydVC-M-ebU/s400/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-1247426246667875089?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/1247426246667875089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=1247426246667875089' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/1247426246667875089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/1247426246667875089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2011/05/layla-marie-barker.html' title='Layla Marie Barker'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NjbMAPKOKT4/TdAfRAsuhXI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/sYGeEc4rQ8M/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-4362432449277131216</id><published>2011-04-30T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T23:24:34.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're pretty much settled in at my parents, where we'll be for the next several months. Bo adjusted pretty quick. He gets excited and runs to the door when my dad or J.D. comes home from work, he's always running upstairs to say hi to 'Grammy' or to chase the cat who lives upstairs. He loves playing with 'Uncle Craiger'. My dad got some new toys for when the grandkids come stay. J.D. put this one together last week and Bo has been breaking it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMVCuJWCD4M/Tbz1nxDHeqI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HoUFYHzkVwg/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601622100072168098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMVCuJWCD4M/Tbz1nxDHeqI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HoUFYHzkVwg/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OxLgra7habQ/Tbz1oKjC-jI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/PTmto1Ao-9M/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601622106916977202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OxLgra7habQ/Tbz1oKjC-jI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/PTmto1Ao-9M/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Q7Mi_Q9oNg/Tbz6Dl8mILI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ZX0hnPQQZ2w/s1600/Schroder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601626976174874802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Q7Mi_Q9oNg/Tbz6Dl8mILI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ZX0hnPQQZ2w/s400/Schroder.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own child prodigy? His attempt at chopsticks is pretty good for a one year old. I love it when he gets into it and does his Schroder impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O5V69hILneM/Tbz1m3Xh5oI/AAAAAAAAAcw/GKHsc1D8Xzk/s1600/IMG_1774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601622084588529282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O5V69hILneM/Tbz1m3Xh5oI/AAAAAAAAAcw/GKHsc1D8Xzk/s400/IMG_1774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1TqfmJqSSVs/Tbz1nblY6FI/AAAAAAAAAdA/tmiWqx1T3A8/s1600/IMG_1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601622094310336594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1TqfmJqSSVs/Tbz1nblY6FI/AAAAAAAAAdA/tmiWqx1T3A8/s400/IMG_1773.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the transition from only child to big brother goes smoothly. We're expecting her debut in the next week or so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-4362432449277131216?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/4362432449277131216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=4362432449277131216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4362432449277131216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4362432449277131216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2011/04/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMVCuJWCD4M/Tbz1nxDHeqI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HoUFYHzkVwg/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-1947728575924675567</id><published>2011-02-13T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T13:12:56.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I love Love..." - The Format</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2BsdZMQqnc/TVimu56gH9I/AAAAAAAAAcg/sYmrqTmtnik/s1600/better%2Bto%2Blose.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573387863621378002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2BsdZMQqnc/TVimu56gH9I/AAAAAAAAAcg/sYmrqTmtnik/s400/better%2Bto%2Blose.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to be in love with someone who loves me unconditionally. He's strong and sweet and super thoughtful. I married the nicest guy and I couldn't be more happy with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been a lover, but J.D. has really taught me how to love. He's taught me to eliminate fear and gave me the courage to be loved and love back. He is not jealous. He is not rude. He is kind and selfless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope every girl knows it is NEVER OK to be yelled at or called names. It's never okay to be spit on, shoved or threatened. That is not love and will never be tolerated. Have enough faith and love for yourself to know that you will be loved painlessly if you have the courage to distance yourself and start anew. Remember the qualities of healthy loving relationship you've experienced and seek for those loving qualities. Love with all your heart, but don't ignore red flags of jealousy, rage and disrespect. You, as a partner, do not have the tools, training or responsibility to change or fix anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is so important to me. The love my Savior has for me and I for Him. The love I have for my husband and for my babies is so special to me. I never would be so loved as I am now if hadn't learned to love myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also grateful for the faith I had to know I would be okay. I'm so much more than okay now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alma 32:21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now as I said concerning faith—faith is not to have a perfect knowledge of things; therefore if ye have faith ye hope for things which are not seen, which are true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine, Charlene Robertson, once told me "Use your head (as she thumped my head) and your heart will follow (as she touched my heart)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentines Day to the love of my life. Thank you for all the love and patience you show me. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 John 4:18&lt;/strong&gt; There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 13:34&lt;/strong&gt; A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another; as I have loved you, that ye also love one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more scriptures on Love: &lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/search?lang=eng&amp;amp;query=love"&gt;http://lds.org/scriptures/search?lang=eng&amp;amp;query=love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my Valentine - most precious vase I've ever seen. I love a man who uses his resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HMOoRE7rWBQ/TVmY89-C1xI/AAAAAAAAAco/IoJG-icq21s/s1600/100_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573654187042068242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HMOoRE7rWBQ/TVmY89-C1xI/AAAAAAAAAco/IoJG-icq21s/s400/100_0053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-1947728575924675567?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/1947728575924675567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=1947728575924675567' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/1947728575924675567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/1947728575924675567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-love-format.html' title='&quot;I love Love...&quot; - The Format'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2BsdZMQqnc/TVimu56gH9I/AAAAAAAAAcg/sYmrqTmtnik/s72-c/better%2Bto%2Blose.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-3220967730874588476</id><published>2011-02-06T12:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T12:23:35.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER BOWL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last week my friend De came over to play. She'd bought these Gyro Bowls, they were buy one get one free and she shares because she cares and brought one for me. Coolest bowl ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If your kid is anything like mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He starts out with his snacks on the table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TU8A9AaWXsI/AAAAAAAAAcI/3PbiAywhtLA/s1600/100_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570672312163131074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TU8A9AaWXsI/AAAAAAAAAcI/3PbiAywhtLA/s400/100_0035.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he picks it up while he's slowing falling into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; trance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TU8A9x6O-MI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/YWo8W3YGdQM/s1600/100_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570672325450201282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TU8A9x6O-MI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/YWo8W3YGdQM/s400/100_0036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and within seconds he's totally in TV trance and his bowl his tipping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But it's SUPER BOWL Sunday everyday around here with this bad boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TU8A-d9fmGI/AAAAAAAAAcY/W7YF-gOQz9I/s1600/100_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570672337275033698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TU8A-d9fmGI/AAAAAAAAAcY/W7YF-gOQz9I/s400/100_0037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.buygyrobowl.com/flare/next?tag=heaf&amp;amp;a_aid=OF&amp;amp;a_bid=d2dbcae0&amp;amp;data1=429"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;https://www.buygyrobowl.com/flare/next?tag=heaf&amp;amp;a_aid=OF&amp;amp;a_bid=d2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dbcae&lt;/span&gt;0&amp;amp;data1=429&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You're Welcome America. And Canada.&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/1976410420266778296-3220967730874588476?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/3220967730874588476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=3220967730874588476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/3220967730874588476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/3220967730874588476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2011/02/super-bowl.html' title='SUPER BOWL'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TU8A9AaWXsI/AAAAAAAAAcI/3PbiAywhtLA/s72-c/100_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-4800005565611962122</id><published>2011-02-04T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T13:54:33.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love don't cost a thing, but music note  shirts do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I fell in love with this shirt J-LO wore on American Idol. But as it turns out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm a huge fan of her style! I love everything she's been wearing to these auditions. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUxrtTY8CnI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Zq0Djns9aIQ/s1600/JLO8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569945265193618034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUxrtTY8CnI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Zq0Djns9aIQ/s400/JLO8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The music note shirt is only $290 on sale at &lt;a href="http://www.moschinoboutique.com/"&gt;http://www.moschinoboutique.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Francine say's I could make a shirt like that, I think she's right. Mine would probably look like a kindergarten project, but I haven't ruled out trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the same ridiculously overpriced website I also found this awesome shirt that say's "Love is in the Hair" - I would totally rock that if it wasn't $425. Nevertheless, words to live by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUx0FLwAkFI/AAAAAAAAAcA/pD33A5LlvCI/s1600/LOVE%2BIS%2BIN%2BTHE%2BHAIR.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569954471552782418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUx0FLwAkFI/AAAAAAAAAcA/pD33A5LlvCI/s400/LOVE%2BIS%2BIN%2BTHE%2BHAIR.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE this color!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUxrtEIH9qI/AAAAAAAAAbw/o93mBrAOuVM/s1600/JLO7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569945261096564386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUxrtEIH9qI/AAAAAAAAAbw/o93mBrAOuVM/s400/JLO7.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIMMER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUxrs2obc4I/AAAAAAAAAbo/u5EyK-CZc4A/s1600/JLO6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569945257473962882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUxrs2obc4I/AAAAAAAAAbo/u5EyK-CZc4A/s400/JLO6.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fave, I love the headband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUxraUmfFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/n3zgzL-DJag/s1600/JLO4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569944939101361970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUxraUmfFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/n3zgzL-DJag/s400/JLO4.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me want to go buy a deep purple shirt and play with my make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUxrZ7nCcRI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Qwvy1NKr5Os/s1600/JLO2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 163px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569944932392792338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUxrZ7nCcRI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Qwvy1NKr5Os/s400/JLO2.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're pretty when you can put all your hair in a bag on top of your head and still look gorgeous. A hair thing like this would totally come in handy for me with all my crazy unruly hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUxrZrnmsAI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Gi8leX5R09U/s1600/JLO1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569944928100200450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUxrZrnmsAI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Gi8leX5R09U/s400/JLO1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go play dress up now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-4800005565611962122?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/4800005565611962122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=4800005565611962122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4800005565611962122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4800005565611962122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-dont-cost-thing-but-music-note.html' title='Love don&apos;t cost a thing, but music note  shirts do.'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUxrtTY8CnI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Zq0Djns9aIQ/s72-c/JLO8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-6868259865588743505</id><published>2011-02-02T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T18:21:00.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geography and Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUoO6Gs3OrI/AAAAAAAAAas/k8M3z1-IP1o/s1600/clifford.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569280280591022770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUoO6Gs3OrI/AAAAAAAAAas/k8M3z1-IP1o/s400/clifford.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things I'm not good at.  &lt;br /&gt;Using the right lyrics and Geography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo's favorite show is Clifford the Big Red Dog. I thought the song went 'So they moved to Vermont....'  So when I sing it around the house that's what I say.  A week or so ago, J.D. said "They moved to an island, Vermont is inland"  I argued that maybe Vermont has islands.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.D.: "No it doesn't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out it says "They moved to Birdwell Island"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I got Vermont, I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUoO6RiR9TI/AAAAAAAAAa0/AU-bN6aPB8E/s1600/vermont.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569280283499427122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUoO6RiR9TI/AAAAAAAAAa0/AU-bN6aPB8E/s400/vermont.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-6868259865588743505?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/6868259865588743505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=6868259865588743505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/6868259865588743505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/6868259865588743505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2011/02/geography-and-lyrics.html' title='Geography and Lyrics'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUoO6Gs3OrI/AAAAAAAAAas/k8M3z1-IP1o/s72-c/clifford.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-4899179049013009221</id><published>2011-01-29T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T13:10:19.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry...I can't afford a Ferrari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With as many millions of songs use the word 'Sorry' I'm shocked this is first time someones thought to incorporate the hot car that ryhmes with it. This song is my favorite jam right now. I love this version too. I can't remember what was going on in this episode of Glee, but I'm NOT surprised Racheal is acting so pissy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press play and dance crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/e1_B9FCZJMA" frameborder="0" width="640" type="text/html"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-4899179049013009221?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/4899179049013009221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=4899179049013009221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4899179049013009221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4899179049013009221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-sorryi-cant-afford-ferrari.html' title='I&apos;m sorry...I can&apos;t afford a Ferrari'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/e1_B9FCZJMA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-6866538628480463583</id><published>2011-01-26T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T13:37:44.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUCR1d5l_TI/AAAAAAAAAag/MD6lXxaGSdo/s1600/monkey_see_do.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566609487175220530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUCR1d5l_TI/AAAAAAAAAag/MD6lXxaGSdo/s400/monkey_see_do.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ....Well not exactly because nobody else sits ON the table around here.  But I do have a little monkey running around.  He climbs on EVERYTHING.  And he's quick as a cricket, and quiet as a lamb.  You know how people start explaining the broken arm by saying "I turned around for seriously 2 seconds..."   Seriously.  I get it.  In the time it takes me to take a plate into the kitchen I turn around and he's on the table.  The last couple days when I see him running to the chair I tell him 'no' and he stops, so he knows he's not suppose to.  Naughty baby :)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUCRiTDtPNI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ZNQiBZNytpg/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566609157847334098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUCRiTDtPNI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ZNQiBZNytpg/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I don't think I have a single random picture that doesn't  have a Sonic drink in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And to think I've cut back...frightening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUCRQgTlcWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/xUglwrvFQmo/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566608852165947746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUCRQgTlcWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/xUglwrvFQmo/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-6866538628480463583?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/6866538628480463583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=6866538628480463583' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/6866538628480463583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/6866538628480463583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TUCR1d5l_TI/AAAAAAAAAag/MD6lXxaGSdo/s72-c/monkey_see_do.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-2690306010236885437</id><published>2011-01-13T12:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T18:48:50.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;A year and then some later, this is what our family looks like on a good day!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9dFG7hI9I/AAAAAAAAAY4/ilpNfm87OuE/s1600/Barkers2010-12zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 396px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561766407166829522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9dFG7hI9I/AAAAAAAAAY4/ilpNfm87OuE/s400/Barkers2010-12zoom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9dFG7hI9I/AAAAAAAAAY4/ilpNfm87OuE/s1600/Barkers2010-12zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9dFG7hI9I/AAAAAAAAAY4/ilpNfm87OuE/s1600/Barkers2010-12zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not going to try to catch up on what's been happening since October of 2009, but here are the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo turned 1.&lt;br /&gt;I got pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;In that order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;Thanksgiving was at my house with the Boyd gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561783818186465298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9s6kCFIBI/AAAAAAAAAZI/FCePc4pH7_Q/s400/IMG_0785.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;J.D.'s parents came to town for Christmas/New Years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9yqTJWZfI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fdiknkQo4oE/s1600/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9yqTJWZfI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fdiknkQo4oE/s1600/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561790135845414386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9yqTJWZfI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fdiknkQo4oE/s400/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to start making one thing homeade for Bo for Christmas every year. I got the pattern for this from an Etsy company called Copy Crafts. It doesn't look ANYTHING like what it was suppose to, but I'm not very crafty or careful so it's a mess. But kids don't care so I'm not worried about it. Good thing I started this in August, I finished it at 11:15 Christmas Eve.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS92heX0M5I/AAAAAAAAAZY/W1cVcwDGZ4I/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561794382286566290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS92heX0M5I/AAAAAAAAAZY/W1cVcwDGZ4I/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS92heX0M5I/AAAAAAAAAZY/W1cVcwDGZ4I/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;My mom helped A LOT. Reading a pattern is like reading French to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;This is baby GIRL Barker, 22 weeks along. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Feet over her head, hopefully not trying to tell me I'M in over my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS94i_IOOnI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1z3gSkNdW48/s1600/22%2Bweeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561796607282657906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS94i_IOOnI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1z3gSkNdW48/s400/22%2Bweeks.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS94i_IOOnI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1z3gSkNdW48/s1600/22%2Bweeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My neice Lydia loved the picture of Sister Baby Barker, she sent me this. Love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS94jFDkgPI/AAAAAAAAAZo/9fcrDiV2wUo/s1600/Lydia%2BCopying%2Bbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561796608873758962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS94jFDkgPI/AAAAAAAAAZo/9fcrDiV2wUo/s400/Lydia%2BCopying%2Bbaby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; XOXO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-2690306010236885437?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/2690306010236885437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=2690306010236885437' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/2690306010236885437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/2690306010236885437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2011/01/year-and-then-some-later-this-is-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9dFG7hI9I/AAAAAAAAAY4/ilpNfm87OuE/s72-c/Barkers2010-12zoom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-5332328105754705241</id><published>2009-10-27T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:54:19.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A _ _ _ _ changes everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SufqeCma04I/AAAAAAAAAXw/zkpEQhXN3V0/s1600-h/punkin+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397540480241816450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SufqeCma04I/AAAAAAAAAXw/zkpEQhXN3V0/s400/punkin+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SufqdqpiQiI/AAAAAAAAAXo/R8qp5Q9J234/s1600-h/punkin+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397540473812435490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SufqdqpiQiI/AAAAAAAAAXo/R8qp5Q9J234/s400/punkin+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't think about anything else to blog about!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-5332328105754705241?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/5332328105754705241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=5332328105754705241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/5332328105754705241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/5332328105754705241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/10/changes-everything.html' title='A _ _ _ _ changes everything.'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SufqeCma04I/AAAAAAAAAXw/zkpEQhXN3V0/s72-c/punkin+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-9120013272250105712</id><published>2009-10-14T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T23:09:40.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sta1Qq6G99I/AAAAAAAAAXg/sYeN1--QADc/s1600-h/new+crib+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392696901823297490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sta1Qq6G99I/AAAAAAAAAXg/sYeN1--QADc/s400/new+crib+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back from my trip to Winslow, J.D. had the crib set up.  Bo has been sleeping in my top dresser drawer for the last 3 1/2 months. (joke) The cradle that my parents got when I was born held little Bo since he was born, but he's huge now so he's in his own room in a big boy crib.  He likes to throw his feet up high and slam them down.  Sometimes I know he's awake because I hear that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sta1P3rYNSI/AAAAAAAAAXY/fhrMPYSB5I0/s1600-h/feetsies+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392696888071304482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sta1P3rYNSI/AAAAAAAAAXY/fhrMPYSB5I0/s400/feetsies+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling him "stop being so cute!"  But he's stubborn like his momma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sta1PXm5_nI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Xkb_bjgbaYw/s1600-h/feetsies+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392696879462612594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sta1PXm5_nI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Xkb_bjgbaYw/s400/feetsies+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly he found his toes.  And he started rolling over from his back to tummy.  A few weeks ago he did the opposite, but it was really an accident.  He just really didn't want to be on his tummy.  He hates exercising.  Just like his momma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sta1OrgXzMI/AAAAAAAAAXI/mCuyaIxxvrE/s1600-h/new+crib+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392696867624045762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sta1OrgXzMI/AAAAAAAAAXI/mCuyaIxxvrE/s400/new+crib+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNLIKE his momma, he looks like his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dadda&lt;/span&gt;!  1/20 people say he looks like me.  I see J.D. like most people.  &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-9120013272250105712?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/9120013272250105712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=9120013272250105712' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/9120013272250105712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/9120013272250105712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-i-got-back-from-my-trip-to-winslow.html' title=''/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sta1Qq6G99I/AAAAAAAAAXg/sYeN1--QADc/s72-c/new+crib+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-9145793174026956306</id><published>2009-10-06T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:29:55.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Toe Pick!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Ssw1BObqNjI/AAAAAAAAAXA/klSQe3apaQQ/s1600-h/toe+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389741149225891378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Ssw1BObqNjI/AAAAAAAAAXA/klSQe3apaQQ/s400/toe+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’ve got a pedicure at different places every 2 - 6 weeks for the past 5-6 years. I rarely cut my own toenails, I just let the ladies do it. Shortly after one in August, I got an ingrown toenail, I picked at it for a while then left it alone..then picked at it then it got worse. It was waking me up in the night because it touched the bed or the sheets it hurt (it was that tender!) so I had to sleep on my tummy with my ankles cross. So annoying since I just spent the better part of 9 months struggle to find comfortable ways to sleep. During these weeks Bo sleep SO well during the night, has been going to sleep between 8-9:30 then waking up between 5-7 and going back to sleep til 8-9! Which is awesome, but I still woke up every few hours because of my toe. It got worse and worse so when I went to Winslow mid September I went to Dr. Travis Reber (who by the way is easy on the eyes) He numbed my whole toe and cut that whole side of my toenail. It looks terrible but feels awesome!!! It was such a relief. A couple days before I went it my OTHER big toe felt tender when I walked, I had him look at that one, but it looked fine. Now, 2 weeks later, it’s totally curved in and hurting, AND my 2nd toe (the one next to the big toe…do these suckers have names besides the one who got roast beef and the one who ran away?) is growing inward as well! My toes are driving me crazy. These are my FIRST ingrown toenails and I have 3...who does that?! It makes me think since I still to this day and I’m 26 have never had a cavity, when I do I’m going to have a mouthful. I was doing good doing my workout video everyday before I couldn’t put shoes on anymore, now I haven’t been doing anything active and I have 25lbs to loose so I can fit in my pre pregnancy wardrobe! Isn’t nursing suppose to help you loose weight? Because I can’t imagine what I would weight if I wasn’t nursing. I created a throw away pile at the top of the stairs this week (old lamp shade, broken laundry basket, a box from snowboarding shoes that has been in my way for a year, a cocking gun that works I’m sure but I just want to throw it away because it is awkwardly large and I don’t want to look at) also in this pile was the scale. J.D. took it all to the dumpster tonight and said “Are you really throwing this scale away?“ I said yes. It MUST be broken. Then I thought to myself. Or it’s really mean. Speaking of throwing things out I’m still obsessively nesting, apparently I got addicted to it. Everytime the baby is sleeping I run to start a project and try to finish it before he wakes up, if he wakes up before I finish I entertain him til his next nap and go finish up. I lay awake thinking of if I should move the plates and cups to a different cupboard…if I should go through and take extra stuff to savors…and while I’m there I wonder if I could find nightstands better than the ones I have…then what is in these nightstands? I should clean them out too…I’m not sure if like where they are right now….should I rearrange the room. Ah. The tv. That’s the only place for the tv. Unless we get a flat screen for the other wall. That would be nice but we’re on a budget, that wouldn’t be smart to spend $500 on a tv when we need to plan for the next year or so on one income. Then, should we have bought the 50+inch flat screen? Was that stupid? We could have been wiser. But it makes J.D. happy. But now we have to have HD channels, which are awesome, but they are an extra $18/mo from Cox and I just got the Cox bill down to $60, all of the sudden it’s $130 again…how did that happen when 60 + 18 is NOT 130. What other bills can I cut? Did I pay all the bills this month?&lt;br /&gt;Ouch. My toe. Blah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-9145793174026956306?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/9145793174026956306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=9145793174026956306' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/9145793174026956306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/9145793174026956306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/10/toe-pick.html' title='&quot;Toe Pick!&quot;'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Ssw1BObqNjI/AAAAAAAAAXA/klSQe3apaQQ/s72-c/toe+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-8145976146958111430</id><published>2009-09-15T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T17:33:25.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in place :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e4b46c2cda966296" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De4b46c2cda966296%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330114261%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FD987407B9AAE1A14BCF82CE17218B3D7657970.65B80C56DCB2AA8219CCABA6D40649BE01239942%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De4b46c2cda966296%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgO1BQTHVCrvOCFRshui9mUOcSuU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De4b46c2cda966296%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330114261%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FD987407B9AAE1A14BCF82CE17218B3D7657970.65B80C56DCB2AA8219CCABA6D40649BE01239942%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De4b46c2cda966296%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgO1BQTHVCrvOCFRshui9mUOcSuU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I sometimes video the baby in the morning, because he's so happy it cracks me up!  This time when I turned in on he was kickin like crazy.  A healthy diet and excercise.  That's how he's grown to be 26 inches long and 17 pounds in a short 3 months.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-8145976146958111430?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/8145976146958111430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=8145976146958111430' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8145976146958111430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8145976146958111430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/09/running-in-place.html' title='Running in place :)'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-6687191114226229816</id><published>2009-09-13T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T15:13:13.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1l90m-KKI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Zu4zZp7vKEs/s1600-h/blog+pics+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381069242546137250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1l90m-KKI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Zu4zZp7vKEs/s400/blog+pics+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been too long since I've let my 8 blog readers whats new in Mama Barker world. And in case you don't read my status updates on facebook every 8 hours...Enjoy! These pictures are in no order, and I have to try to do this quick while Bo is taking a nap. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our neice Lexi came to stay with us for few days. She was a big helper. So good of a helper she asked me 'Why do you always tell me what to do?' Poor thing. We played Candyland, Barbies, colored her Dora coloring book, watched Cinderella and Matilda over and over again, traced letters and read books. She helped me change diapers, played quiet when Bo was sleeping and took care of Roxy, or as she calls her "Rocks" Hey Rocks, whatcha doing? Rocks, move! Rocks go downstairs! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1l9SyAl0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/jPzBCphqhes/s1600-h/blog+pics+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381069233465628482" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1l9SyAl0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/jPzBCphqhes/s400/blog+pics+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, one day during Alexa's visit J.D. took her swimming while I took Bo to JCPennys to get his pictures taken. We wore both the kids out! We took them with us to run errands on Saturday evening and Bo fell asleep right when we got in the car like he usually does. Lexi was right behind him. We got to Costco and she would not wake up so J.D. put her in the cart. Neither of them moved an inch the whole Costco trip. Everyone was making comments like "how cute, look at that, somebody's tired, now THATS how you take the kids to the store!" They fell asleep around 7pm and Lexi didn't wake up til 8:30am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1l80oitBI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-q4dJ9Ex39A/s1600-h/blog+pics+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381069225372857362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1l80oitBI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-q4dJ9Ex39A/s400/blog+pics+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexi 'holding' Bo. He's almost too big for her to hold anymore! But this little position works! And look how helpful she is with the Binki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1l8U0X2XI/AAAAAAAAAVs/-fz0wYXIfoU/s1600-h/blog+pics+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381069216832543090" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1l8U0X2XI/AAAAAAAAAVs/-fz0wYXIfoU/s400/blog+pics+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a walk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1l76srJuI/AAAAAAAAAVk/FaoXJa6cEB0/s1600-h/blog+pics+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381069209820931810" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1l76srJuI/AAAAAAAAAVk/FaoXJa6cEB0/s400/blog+pics+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little baseball player. Or so his dad hopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1lKyw6uFI/AAAAAAAAAVc/y3qFWmd2gy0/s1600-h/blog+pics+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381068365877655634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1lKyw6uFI/AAAAAAAAAVc/y3qFWmd2gy0/s400/blog+pics+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica &amp;amp; family came for a few days when Bo was blessed. Now when I talk to Lydia on the phone she says 'lemme talk ta Baby Bo! Hi baby Bo...hi! hi! Watcha doin?! Huh baby Bo? " :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even Jonah says 'Ba Bo' So cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1lJl1QSHI/AAAAAAAAAVM/tIYvpccIRh8/s1600-h/blog+pics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381068345226315890" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1lJl1QSHI/AAAAAAAAAVM/tIYvpccIRh8/s400/blog+pics+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture cracks me up. Lydia was wearing a dinasaur bath towel after her bath. J.D. was trying to tell her to roar like a dinasaur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1lIQby45I/AAAAAAAAAU8/7vx0h8WMXag/s1600-h/blog+pics+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381068322302518162" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1lIQby45I/AAAAAAAAAU8/7vx0h8WMXag/s400/blog+pics+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so try to do tumy time with him everyday, but he so hates it :) I just noticed my feet over there on the right, how did I take this picture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1kPbAKkvI/AAAAAAAAAU0/gDOsISW6ZHA/s1600-h/blog+pics+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381067345886876402" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1kPbAKkvI/AAAAAAAAAU0/gDOsISW6ZHA/s400/blog+pics+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We love it when friends come to visit. One night Ryan and Kara (recently engaged!) came over for dinner and to play games. Ryan plays well with others :) Roxy thinks J.D. is 'base'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1kO7gUGxI/AAAAAAAAAUs/dNHfaq4zyDw/s1600-h/blog+pics+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381067337431784210" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1kO7gUGxI/AAAAAAAAAUs/dNHfaq4zyDw/s400/blog+pics+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so lucky to have Grandma Lo Lo (Laurie) here for Bo's birth and blessing. She's awesome! We can't wait to go to Maryland for Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1kOGuoQvI/AAAAAAAAAUk/-KMoyzWX37Q/s1600-h/blog+pics+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381067323264746226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1kOGuoQvI/AAAAAAAAAUk/-KMoyzWX37Q/s400/blog+pics+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while I'll go up the street to Dawn's and hang out. We call Dawn Bo's girlfriend. When I was in labor Dawn came to see me. When she got there, Bo's heart rate started going up. When she left, it went back down. So now we like to say he has a crush on her. Who doesn't, she's a pretty girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1kNs_S5rI/AAAAAAAAAUc/sWCxDVgraAg/s1600-h/blog+pics+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381067316355327666" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1kNs_S5rI/AAAAAAAAAUc/sWCxDVgraAg/s400/blog+pics+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up to Winslow when J.D. needed some teeth worked on. Roxy watched over Bo for the first half of the trip. The second half, I had a bulldog head on my lap and the baby was holding my finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1kM2OjxkI/AAAAAAAAAUU/p_b0tHjzxQ0/s1600-h/blog+pics+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381067301655397954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1kM2OjxkI/AAAAAAAAAUU/p_b0tHjzxQ0/s400/blog+pics+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, we took Bo to his first Diamondbacks game when Aunt Vicki and Uncle Darrel were in town. We were able to show off the cute little outfit Aunt Pam and Aunt Lori got him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a great 3 months since the baby got here! I'm really enjoying staying home with him. We are on a great schedule that works for both of us. I'm doing a lot of cleaning and organizing when he's taking naps. He's starting to laugh a lot lately, it's so so fun to watch him grow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my little family, and my big family - Bo is lucky to have so many fun Aunts and Uncles/ Grandparents and cousins! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just glad there is finally someone who enjoys my 'singing'. :) &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/1976410420266778296-6687191114226229816?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/6687191114226229816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=6687191114226229816' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/6687191114226229816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/6687191114226229816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-has-been-too-long-since-ive-let-my-8.html' title=''/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sq1l90m-KKI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Zu4zZp7vKEs/s72-c/blog+pics+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-1466815303633416116</id><published>2009-06-28T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:23:35.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took Bo to church today. He had a different little outfit on, but there was an explosion right before we left. So this is actually his back up outfit, but whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SkhBhab8XFI/AAAAAAAAAUM/FvrgGfcWmJk/s1600-h/100_9943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352600199417846866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SkhBhab8XFI/AAAAAAAAAUM/FvrgGfcWmJk/s400/100_9943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SkhBhMQWLfI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_ObD_iRvdZg/s1600-h/100_9942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352600195611110898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SkhBhMQWLfI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_ObD_iRvdZg/s400/100_9942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SkhBg4k7YQI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Lr3pS2yq8WQ/s1600-h/100_9941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352600190328725762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SkhBg4k7YQI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Lr3pS2yq8WQ/s400/100_9941.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;/div&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/1976410420266778296-1466815303633416116?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/1466815303633416116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=1466815303633416116' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/1466815303633416116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/1466815303633416116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-took-bo-to-church-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SkhBhab8XFI/AAAAAAAAAUM/FvrgGfcWmJk/s72-c/100_9943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-3135733312499070620</id><published>2009-06-13T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:41:33.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thayne Bowen Barker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;He's here!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;His name is Thayne Bowen Barker, I call him Bo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;He weighed 8lbs. 12oz. &amp;amp; measured 21.25 inches long! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm in love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;These pictures are backwards in order, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;but I'm too tired to redo it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SjR68VYVVCI/AAAAAAAAAT0/3rP53wZ2zY8/s1600-h/DSCN2121.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347033834545566754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SjR68VYVVCI/AAAAAAAAAT0/3rP53wZ2zY8/s400/DSCN2121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 5 days old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SjR68HNqEfI/AAAAAAAAATs/Tkwdg3zBPYY/s1600-h/DSCN2114.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347033830742692338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SjR68HNqEfI/AAAAAAAAATs/Tkwdg3zBPYY/s400/DSCN2114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Family Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SjR67l_NjjI/AAAAAAAAATk/8xbNWzf3CUA/s1600-h/DSCN2099.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347033821823733298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SjR67l_NjjI/AAAAAAAAATk/8xbNWzf3CUA/s400/DSCN2099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 24 hours of labor...I was so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SjR67XHF_nI/AAAAAAAAATc/bju9OzpemzI/s1600-h/DSCN2091.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347033817830260338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SjR67XHF_nI/AAAAAAAAATc/bju9OzpemzI/s400/DSCN2091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Sweet slimmy baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SjR67OquV_I/AAAAAAAAATU/f9IVmAHgu94/s1600-h/DSCN2087.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347033815563786226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SjR67OquV_I/AAAAAAAAATU/f9IVmAHgu94/s400/DSCN2087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The best feeling in the world, holding that baby for the first time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was scheduled to be induced Monday night, but my water broke on it's own &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday night and he got here Tuesday June 9 @ 12:10AM. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bo is the sweetest little cuddler. He's doing so well. J.D. is the best dad. He helps with everything all the time and he loves that baby and me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm trying to survive these first few post delivery weeks! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being a mom is messy, weepy and wonderful! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/1976410420266778296-3135733312499070620?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/3135733312499070620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=3135733312499070620' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/3135733312499070620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/3135733312499070620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/06/thayne-bowen-barker.html' title='Thayne Bowen Barker'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SjR68VYVVCI/AAAAAAAAAT0/3rP53wZ2zY8/s72-c/DSCN2121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-1868158686422289269</id><published>2009-05-26T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:27:50.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately...</title><content type='html'>My camera is downstairs and I've been putting off updating this blog for long enough.  The last couple months have been super busy trying to finish up at work, little trips and getting more and more pregnant.  So maybe I'll post pics later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of April J.D. went with my dad, Troy &amp;amp; Seth to Chicago for a 4 game Cubs series.  They had so much fun. The highlight of the trip was when J.D. caught a grand slam ball hit by Ryan Theriot.  It was his first career grand slam so he wanted the ball back (which J.D. was happy to return), R. Theriot gave him a signed bat, it's really cool.  It was a once in a lifetime experience! I was happy he was able to go and that it was so much fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told lots of people that I was going to try out for Wheel of Fortune when they came to Phoenix this year...I love watching and playing from home so I couldn't pass it up!  No one was able to go with me so I went alone, no big deal. I made friends in line. But too much standing, not enough food or water for too long and I realized I wasn't going to get called up on stage so I headed for the door.  Next thing I knew I was on the ground, someone had a wet cloth on my neck, someone was trying to give me water, calling 911 and asking if I was diebetic.  Once I had water I was fine, so was the baby.  J.D. came and picked me up and I've been drinking lots of water ever since!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a 'babymoon' a couple weeks ago to San Diego, just the two of us for the last little road trip without kiddos.  We stayed at Mission Beach, had breakfast at Konos, layed by the pool and went to dinner.  It was nice, I think I slept the whole way home in the back seat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 22nd was my last day of work at Reach Local! They had a team lunch for me, it was nice send off and I really appreciated it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having major swelling the last couple weeks, today was the first day I really kept my feet up for most of the day and its made a huge difference, my feet almost look normal!  Cutting back on salt and diet coke, and drinking more water is helping too I'm sure.  Whew!  I'm ready to hold be done being pregant, 9 months is long enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still keeping busy with Miche, and hope to focus on it even more now that I'm a stay at homer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I still have readers even though I've been blog-MIA for a while. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OXOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-1868158686422289269?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/1868158686422289269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=1868158686422289269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/1868158686422289269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/1868158686422289269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/05/lately.html' title='Lately...'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-5883164553834353171</id><published>2009-04-14T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:02:42.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Weeks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven't updated for a while, I've been busy with work, family, Miche and facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday we had a 31 week ultrasound!  My doctors office does 3d pics, which is awesome, we can just about see what he looks like already...and yep, he looks just like his dad.  Same nose and a little shy.  It was so cute when he had his arm over his face.  We tryed to get him to move it, but he wasn't having that.  We can't really see any hair yet, it looks like he's got some dark eye brows though.  I wait to hold him.  It won't be long now!  I still feel great, besides some sleepless nights and being tired in the pm. His head is down, hopefully he stays that way.  I freak out with a paper cut, I'll die if they slice me. Enjoy the pics! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SeVLsCbIxZI/AAAAAAAAATM/FlDCTCsOIJs/s1600-h/Barker+Baby_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324745354372498834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SeVLsCbIxZI/AAAAAAAAATM/FlDCTCsOIJs/s400/Barker+Baby_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SeVLrxOElhI/AAAAAAAAATE/bK-BwyRIFow/s1600-h/Barker+Baby_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324745349754295826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SeVLrxOElhI/AAAAAAAAATE/bK-BwyRIFow/s400/Barker+Baby_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SeVLrov83tI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Gkuaur6_nJ4/s1600-h/Barker+Baby_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324745347480477394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SeVLrov83tI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Gkuaur6_nJ4/s400/Barker+Baby_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SeVLrUYtYYI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Wp8xoymp5Vk/s1600-h/Barker+Baby_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324745342014284162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SeVLrUYtYYI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Wp8xoymp5Vk/s400/Barker+Baby_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-5883164553834353171?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/5883164553834353171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=5883164553834353171' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/5883164553834353171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/5883164553834353171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/04/31-weeks.html' title='31 Weeks!'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SeVLsCbIxZI/AAAAAAAAATM/FlDCTCsOIJs/s72-c/Barker+Baby_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-8962428366154706655</id><published>2009-03-22T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:33:06.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roxy-Ta-Lula</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SccC6mvbhKI/AAAAAAAAASs/E2dwoCD5hTA/s1600-h/n535846386_1626334_7444378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SccC6mvbhKI/AAAAAAAAASs/E2dwoCD5hTA/s400/n535846386_1626334_7444378.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316221090989311138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-8962428366154706655?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/8962428366154706655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=8962428366154706655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8962428366154706655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8962428366154706655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/03/roxy-ta-lula.html' title='Roxy-Ta-Lula'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SccC6mvbhKI/AAAAAAAAASs/E2dwoCD5hTA/s72-c/n535846386_1626334_7444378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-1873212443451460315</id><published>2009-03-15T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T14:43:34.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's swell!</title><content type='html'>We got in the car to go to church and J.D. said, so you're not married today? I looked down and realized I forgot to put on my ring.  It used to fit perfect but I needed soap and water to get it off last night, then I just obviously forgot this morning.  But this ring was in the console (emergency accessories file), it just so happened to match the rest of me, it used to fit on my middle finger, today it was my substitute wedding ring.  Whatever works right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sb11jwSQDbI/AAAAAAAAASQ/okMEz_EcIbE/s1600-h/100_9529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sb11jwSQDbI/AAAAAAAAASQ/okMEz_EcIbE/s400/100_9529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313532392484375986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-1873212443451460315?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/1873212443451460315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=1873212443451460315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/1873212443451460315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/1873212443451460315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/03/thats-swell.html' title='That&apos;s swell!'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sb11jwSQDbI/AAAAAAAAASQ/okMEz_EcIbE/s72-c/100_9529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-8812017494382761300</id><published>2009-03-14T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T19:54:56.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sbxrca6qzaI/AAAAAAAAASA/n6-U6wq-0fs/s1600-h/100_9526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sbxrca6qzaI/AAAAAAAAASA/n6-U6wq-0fs/s400/100_9526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313239796396248482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my updated baby bump.  I'm in month 6. My belly button isn't pushed out yet, but it's thinking about it.  I'm finally noticably prego, where people at the store ask how far along, or if its a boy or girl.  J.D. keeps telling me to look at them and say, are you talking to me? what baby? J.D.'s mom, Laurie was in town last week, she spoiled me and the baby at Old Navy, thanks Laurie!  Look at these little teeny swim trunks and flip flops she got for baby him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SbxtaYls5CI/AAAAAAAAASI/XATBlOH-AtE/s1600-h/100_9527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SbxtaYls5CI/AAAAAAAAASI/XATBlOH-AtE/s400/100_9527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313241960434951202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-8812017494382761300?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/8812017494382761300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=8812017494382761300' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8812017494382761300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8812017494382761300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-update.html' title='Baby Update'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sbxrca6qzaI/AAAAAAAAASA/n6-U6wq-0fs/s72-c/100_9526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-8469287606940674292</id><published>2009-03-13T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:38:27.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>Last night when J.D. was locking up, turning off lights and getting me a glass of water I was upstairs flipping channels. I stopped on the beginning of Jay Leno, and when I saw this segment I got the giggles, which for me turns into almost hyperventalating, and tears because I'm laughing so hard. My eyes were burning from my running mascara (that'll teach me to wash my face before bed). Anyway...the first clip is the one that really got me. The second one reminded me of the time I was at my little brothers little league game and decided to make a sonic run in my dads truck. I pulled into the spot, ordered, got my drink, then realized I pulled in really crooked so I was going to hit the pole if I didn't manuver it right. After trying and trying I pushed the button on the order board. They asked 'can I help you?' I said 'yes, I need help getting this truck out safely'. The manager came and backed it out in one try. The third one reminded me of when me and Beth Hackler went to wash my car in high school at Woodys in Winslow and the lady in front of us couldn't pull in right and the machine started when she was in there wrong and it kept hitting the back of her car. We were concerned but still laughing. What was funnier was after she was done and we were in there we saw her get in line again! Anyway...enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wB_jRW_ADU0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wB_jRW_ADU0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-8469287606940674292?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/8469287606940674292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=8469287606940674292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8469287606940674292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8469287606940674292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/03/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-824661691616614078</id><published>2009-03-01T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:54:57.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I couldn't decide what to blog about but I needed to update.  So here are some radom things going on with me.  &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;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sas24pOXD6I/AAAAAAAAARo/q9lIydhEiuA/s1600-h/100_9513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308396932552920994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sas24pOXD6I/AAAAAAAAARo/q9lIydhEiuA/s320/100_9513.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I gotta stop eating these.  I really don't like pizza, but I've been eating a lot of these lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sas24YQFQNI/AAAAAAAAARg/Rb9DGPcDnGU/s1600-h/100_9512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308396927996739794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sas24YQFQNI/AAAAAAAAARg/Rb9DGPcDnGU/s320/100_9512.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; J.D. is on a snowboarding trip in Colorado with his family.  I had to work so I couldn't go.  Roxy has been waiting at the gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sas24M3PmaI/AAAAAAAAARY/0t9dOcIyxdE/s1600-h/100_9509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308396924939770274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sas24M3PmaI/AAAAAAAAARY/0t9dOcIyxdE/s320/100_9509.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I needed some sun and it's gorgeous outside so Roxy and went to the pool area. I read a book.  She laid in the shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sas23sMM4cI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tRPAYa9zj0M/s1600-h/100_9505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308396916169302466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sas23sMM4cI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tRPAYa9zj0M/s320/100_9505.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found this table on craigslist for $60 last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-380cb51e2f26eb7c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D380cb51e2f26eb7c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330114261%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C90B82D16D5107F34F7A8923DB7B36595BC3B2.687FA2F2561DCAF83DD2E3169A97006A4B61638F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D380cb51e2f26eb7c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSrXQDKxAukOII_zTwoQ1pzVXPDE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D380cb51e2f26eb7c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330114261%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C90B82D16D5107F34F7A8923DB7B36595BC3B2.687FA2F2561DCAF83DD2E3169A97006A4B61638F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D380cb51e2f26eb7c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSrXQDKxAukOII_zTwoQ1pzVXPDE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was on my phone from when Jessica came down at the end of January to see The Lion King at ASU Gammage.  The room was a mess, but the kids make up for it. I love the look on Jonahs face.  Oh, and sorry about the camera movement.  I was band from being the camera person years ago when we would get home and try to watch a Stars performance and we would all get motion sickness.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-824661691616614078?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=380cb51e2f26eb7c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/824661691616614078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=824661691616614078' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/824661691616614078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/824661691616614078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-couldnt-decide-what-to-blog-about-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/Sas24pOXD6I/AAAAAAAAARo/q9lIydhEiuA/s72-c/100_9513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-5171185584828255055</id><published>2009-02-16T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:51:32.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miche Bags!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SZpAQdWqmeI/AAAAAAAAARA/TR1AKTFsWew/s1600-h/demo.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SZpAFmgyagI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/CoXFoYb1BxY/s1600-h/demo.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SZo7qJ6kgpI/AAAAAAAAAQA/mV-yodaSZNc/s1600-h/cori+black.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303617106584306322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SZo7qJ6kgpI/AAAAAAAAAQA/mV-yodaSZNc/s400/cori+black.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE BAG - ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a Miche from my Mother-In-Law for Christmas. I LOVE IT! So much that when I brought it to Arizona from Maryland I started getting compliments right away and people asking 'Where can I get one?' After looking into it, I decided to start selling Miche Bags in Arizona. It's so easy, cute and fun. I can change the look of my bag without taking everything out of it and swithing bags. Instead I switch out the cover, so I can go from conservative black, to a wild giraffe print in the same day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SZo7bEx-E1I/AAAAAAAAAPw/EtTq53SQhFs/s1600-h/shani.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303616847508018002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SZo7bEx-E1I/AAAAAAAAAPw/EtTq53SQhFs/s400/shani.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303616756207280674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SZo7VwqLYiI/AAAAAAAAAPo/AEV1ek8hUUs/s400/red+cori.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Would you like to be able to change your purse with every outfit but don’t have time, money for all the bags or a place to store them all? Bring your friends, co-workers, daughters and see how fast, inexpensive and compact the Miche Bag is with over 30 different shells to choose from at Introductory Pricing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought doing a party in Winslow would be a great excuse to see some of my friends I haven't seen forever, and my mom was excited to host it! So I hope my Winslow girls can make it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday, February 21 @ 2:00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Hosted By Teresa Boyd &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2201 Painted Desert Dr. Winslow AZ.&lt;br /&gt;Shauna Barker, Authorized Sales Representative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:shaunamariebarker@gmail.com"&gt;mailto:shaunamariebarker@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; – 602-882-5389&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can see more Miche styles on their website: &lt;a href="http://www.michebag.com/"&gt;http://www.michebag.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During the month of February when you book a show you will get a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FREE SHELL plus 10% of the party orders towards Miche products.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Interested?  Let me know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1976410420266778296-5171185584828255055?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/5171185584828255055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=5171185584828255055' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/5171185584828255055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/5171185584828255055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/02/miche-bags.html' title='Miche Bags!'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SZo7qJ6kgpI/AAAAAAAAAQA/mV-yodaSZNc/s72-c/cori+black.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-2951884710970504405</id><published>2009-01-24T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:03:06.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, I waited long enough, here are some belly pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm the white-est I've been since I was 12.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXvwdCFeyII/AAAAAAAAANk/haJc0lACZJA/s1600-h/100_9431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295090168470882434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXvwdCFeyII/AAAAAAAAANk/haJc0lACZJA/s320/100_9431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;I think this was on New Years.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXvwC-ePUSI/AAAAAAAAANc/sagOYMppMo0/s1600-h/100_9429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295089720824385826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXvwC-ePUSI/AAAAAAAAANc/sagOYMppMo0/s320/100_9429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is more realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXvwC-qMcTI/AAAAAAAAANU/XDWnu8-B6TQ/s1600-h/100_9429.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXvwCeHFPbI/AAAAAAAAANM/xPkBVv_1cUc/s1600-h/rotated+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295089712137321906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXvwCeHFPbI/AAAAAAAAANM/xPkBVv_1cUc/s320/rotated+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a 5 month pic (today).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXvwCNU7TCI/AAAAAAAAANE/S1EKYqj_owU/s1600-h/rotated+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295089707631987746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXvwCNU7TCI/AAAAAAAAANE/S1EKYqj_owU/s320/rotated+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've grown a full cup size, which is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXvwBxsnAxI/AAAAAAAAAM8/KhYHjiRGmXc/s1600-h/rotated.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295089700215128850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXvwBxsnAxI/AAAAAAAAAM8/KhYHjiRGmXc/s320/rotated.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sitting down.  &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;I've gained 4lbs in 2 months, and I think I've lost some this week.  I gained 8 right off the bat, eating all those cheeze-its and bread when I was sick!   I'm finally showing enough people can tell and I have my energy back! That doesn't stop me from laying down every chance I get.  I'm getting into the fun part of being pregnant! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-2951884710970504405?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/2951884710970504405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=2951884710970504405' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/2951884710970504405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/2951884710970504405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-i-waited-long-enough-here-are-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXvwdCFeyII/AAAAAAAAANk/haJc0lACZJA/s72-c/100_9431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-8628189926874338947</id><published>2009-01-21T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T15:53:02.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're having a BOY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXeoUS73zFI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ZpA3Mhx9VLk/s1600-h/Barker_Baby_Jan_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293884953631116370" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXeoUS73zFI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ZpA3Mhx9VLk/s400/Barker_Baby_Jan_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXeoT1uHNMI/AAAAAAAAAME/Imuh5FfEco0/s1600-h/Barker_Baby_Jan_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293884945788777666" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXeoT1uHNMI/AAAAAAAAAME/Imuh5FfEco0/s400/Barker_Baby_Jan_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We found out this week that we are having a baby boy!! It's so fun knowing. It feels even more real now that we can say he/him. I sure do love him already, I can't believe I'm half way there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Edit Post: Story about the first picture...I watched him take his arm and put it above his head like it is, which was cute.  Then, since he had his legs crossed she started pushing my stomach trying to startle him so he would she us 'what' he is.  I was dying because I had to have a full bladder for ultra sound and I had to tell the lady she was not helping me hold it!  I'm glad I have the memory captured with a picture.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-8628189926874338947?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/8628189926874338947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=8628189926874338947' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8628189926874338947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8628189926874338947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/01/were-having-boy.html' title='We&apos;re having a BOY!'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SXeoUS73zFI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ZpA3Mhx9VLk/s72-c/Barker_Baby_Jan_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-2796181204413248989</id><published>2009-01-08T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T18:11:48.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This is me when I was 1 yr. I wonder if baby barker will have a baby fro' too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SWa-0pLd-XI/AAAAAAAAALE/Dnyh8cQ0V-Q/s1600-h/baby+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289124624009656690" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SWa-0pLd-XI/AAAAAAAAALE/Dnyh8cQ0V-Q/s400/baby+pic.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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-2796181204413248989?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/2796181204413248989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=2796181204413248989' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/2796181204413248989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/2796181204413248989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/01/curly.html' title='Curly?'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SWa-0pLd-XI/AAAAAAAAALE/Dnyh8cQ0V-Q/s72-c/baby+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-3066377423376890379</id><published>2009-01-07T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T18:12:17.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hit someone with my car</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SWWEhXiQZtI/AAAAAAAAAK8/mzUvJwiJwOs/s1600-h/shopping_cart_2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288779046204761810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 325px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SWWEhXiQZtI/AAAAAAAAAK8/mzUvJwiJwOs/s400/shopping_cart_2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When I woke up this morning, I thought I might hit someone today. But I didn't think I'd hit someone with my car. I went to Sack's Sandwichrie with one of my old co-worker from the radio station, right as I was pulling out I hit something. I turned around and saw a lady about my age with a cart in front of her. I put it in park and ran back there, she was shock, I hit the shopping cart not her, but i hit it hard and neither of us noticed each other so we were both scared. I apologized, she apologized for not paying attention, after making sure she was really okay I left. I saw her giggling a little when she was putting her groceries in her car. Like she just realized what happened and now she needs to call her mom and all her friends and tell them what happened. I still haven't looked at the back of my car. I didn't want to look as if I was worried about it when I was checking on the lady, and oddly enough I forgot about it when I was on the phone with Jessica talking about something else by time I got back to my office. And I'd totally forgotten about it when I got home. So tomorrow Ill have to check it out. How many things are you allotted to blame on pregnacy? Does this one count? How many do I have left...&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/1976410420266778296-3066377423376890379?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/3066377423376890379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=3066377423376890379' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/3066377423376890379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/3066377423376890379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hit-someone-with-my-car.html' title='I hit someone with my car'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SWWEhXiQZtI/AAAAAAAAAK8/mzUvJwiJwOs/s72-c/shopping_cart_2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-5867293416520439198</id><published>2008-12-29T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T18:12:47.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I cried when I left Baltimore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;We got there Tuesday before Christmas and came home Sunday night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I should take more pictures, J.D.'s parents have a nice house in Columbia, Maryland. When we visit we get the basement, which is finished and awesome. The bedroom has no windows (so in real estate terms its not really a bedroom, whatever). Its always the perfect temperature and it's impossible to wake up on your own. This year we had Christmas as the farmhouse, which is a big old house on J.D.'s mom Lauries friends property. We celebrated Christmas Eve with J.D.'s parents, his brothers family, Aunt Lisas family, a few friends from Lauries ward and a sweet family who weren't going to have much of a Christmas. There was a talent portion, songs, and Santa even came...(I couldn't find J.D. anywhere when Santa was giving the kids their presents...he just disappeared! And he magically appeared when Santa had gone home and he was a little sweaty. Where was he?) Christmas Morning we went back to the farm house, poor kids didn't get to start opening presents until we got there at 9...they were ready at 6. Poor kiddo's!! Torture! Christmas day I read my new book and took a 3 hour nap. I love the sleep I got this week. We had a yummy Christmas dinner, played games, chased our cute little nephew Trey (1). It was great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Friday we went to the movies and watched Marley and Me. I cried embarrassingly loud, gasping for air. I really don't cry very often. My sisters are all babies and cry once a week. I rarely shed a tear. I was still crying on our way home in the car. Crying is a lot like laughing for me, once I start it's so hard to stop. I remember getting choked up in a touching sacrament meeting years ago I had to go home because I couldn't stop crying. Ugh. Anyway. Later that night we went to Washington DC to see the temple lights and the national tree. Beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;We spent Saturday in Baltimore looking at lights, eating at a local seafood spot and walking around Annapolis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;J.D.s parents, Laurie and Cliff were so great. It was so nice to spend good quality time with them, they are so good to us, and to everyone really. Cliff made breakfast every morning, always the best. Laurie cooked delicious food for everyone all week and got me bagels and cream cheese, my current food along with Cheeze It's and Mexican Pizzas. I could pretty much eat those three things everyday. I'm starting to get a little belly. I can't suck in like I used to. It's fun, and awkward for my first. But mostly fun. Gosh I hope I still look cute when I'm huge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Maryland was a great Christmas vacation and I can't wait to go back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&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/1976410420266778296-5867293416520439198?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/5867293416520439198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=5867293416520439198' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/5867293416520439198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/5867293416520439198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cried-when-i-left-baltimore.html' title=''/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-6167698631709221198</id><published>2008-12-22T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T18:13:06.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Barker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SVBlHHXeWwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/pVtFL0rwydY/s1600-h/Barker_Baby_12-08001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282833535816588034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SVBlHHXeWwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/pVtFL0rwydY/s400/Barker_Baby_12-08001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We went to the dr. today, 15 week check up. This was the most fun, we could see the baby kicking! Those feetsies are so cute. It was a lot clearer when we were looking on the screen, you have to really look for those feet...the head is pretty obvious. :) So we'll find out next time if it's a baby boy or girl. I found out today that I have a hyperthyroid. Hopefully it will settle down after my body goes through all this baby building, I suck at routine pill taking. I guess I'll get used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1976410420266778296-6167698631709221198?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/6167698631709221198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=6167698631709221198' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/6167698631709221198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/6167698631709221198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby-barker.html' title='Baby Barker'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SVBlHHXeWwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/pVtFL0rwydY/s72-c/Barker_Baby_12-08001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-9001057487527688192</id><published>2008-12-21T20:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:09:56.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>My dad read the tupperware blog and got me a new set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-9001057487527688192?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/9001057487527688192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=9001057487527688192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/9001057487527688192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/9001057487527688192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-1881740573332936341</id><published>2008-12-18T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:49:36.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2d1923cff6559af" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D02d1923cff6559af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330114261%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C9958F26FEEB67C14ABEAA8397957B974F3591C.ED9D641F2A457FEE48515858673EA5DD50D1A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d1923cff6559af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9-upXtt68OUGCyQ0hzzNFQ1GObk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since it's been raining so much this week, when Roxy hears it she asks to outside, then she sits there and does this....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-1881740573332936341?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2d1923cff6559af&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/1881740573332936341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=1881740573332936341' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/1881740573332936341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/1881740573332936341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/12/since-its-been-raining-so-much-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-6051552912046691461</id><published>2008-12-12T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:58:15.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SUMS4AQVj1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Ja7mJcrjpl4/s1600-h/blackberry_8800.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SUMStuSAP1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/oFPAI7LEbWY/s1600-h/0,1425,i%3D186133,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279083764935311186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SUMStuSAP1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/oFPAI7LEbWY/s400/0,1425,i%3D186133,00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;So...I'll text J.D. on my way home and say 'OMWH'...(for On My Way Home)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or if we're meeting somewhere just 'OMW'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J.D. will text me whatever he's doing, like SOTCWR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( Sitting On The Couch With Roxy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or, MT, JL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Me Too, Just Left. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, so I've gotten really good at looking at it and thinking about what he's probably doing, and figuring it out in NO time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was the usual... OMWH from me and I get THIS back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ATFGSNTLAR&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;So I was like, k, give me 20 minutes, I can figure this out on my way home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It took me FIVE minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At The Football Game Sitting Next To Lori and Ryan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, and I had forgot that he was going to a football game this afternoon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(5A state championship, my cousin Sean plays for Centenial)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So. I'm really proud of this new talent I have, I just dont know what to name it. &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&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/1976410420266778296-6051552912046691461?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/6051552912046691461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=6051552912046691461' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/6051552912046691461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/6051552912046691461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/12/his-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SUMStuSAP1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/oFPAI7LEbWY/s72-c/0,1425,i%3D186133,00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-8205345391471656589</id><published>2008-12-02T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:25:18.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picoult</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/STYcOb5DEmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/vtpnkttM6Ac/s1600-h/IMG_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275435047841895010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/STYcOb5DEmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/vtpnkttM6Ac/s400/IMG_0235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/STYb8wUu-FI/AAAAAAAAAJc/bPbGz63_C-E/s1600-h/IMG_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This month I've read 4 Jodi Picoult novels, I just start reading one and i cant stop, then I have to pick up another one. It started with &lt;em&gt;My Sisters Keeper&lt;/em&gt; when I was at Barnes and Noble I text'd my friend Kim and asked her for a book suggestion. When I was done with the book I found myself sitting cross legged on the toilet seat cover sobbing. Not all the books so emotional but they are all great. I let Heather borrow &lt;em&gt;My Sisters Keeper&lt;/em&gt;, she just happened to finish it last night and text'd me this morning asking me why I put her through that, even though she loved it too. Ironicly Picoult was in Phoenix on her tour tonight and it was easy to get Heather to come with me! She spoke for about an hour about a few of her novels and interesting senerios from her research (with she is very good at, it shows in her books).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to meet the author, get our picture taken and books signed.&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun night!&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/1976410420266778296-8205345391471656589?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/8205345391471656589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=8205345391471656589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8205345391471656589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8205345391471656589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/12/picoult.html' title='Picoult'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/STYcOb5DEmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/vtpnkttM6Ac/s72-c/IMG_0235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-8570156480370241298</id><published>2008-11-30T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:42:55.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tupperware</title><content type='html'>So over the last couple weeks, smells make me gag..comes with the territory I know. But that makes doing the dishes suck even more than usual. So in all laziness I threw away a few leftovers that were over a week old, one was pretty old, it was hiding in the back. Then it got easier and easier to chuck stuff in the container instead of dumping it and washing it. Needless to say, while I had a plethora of Tupperware 6 weeks ago, I have ZERO now. I need one for the cookies I just made...and I don't have ONE Tupperware. The only thing good that comes from this is all these extra lids lying around are going to get tossed and I don't even feel bad because they have no bodies. Jeez. What am I going to do with these cookies?...just eat them all right now? :) OH YEAH, that's what Ziploc bags are for! In fact I'm just going to start putting leftovers in Ziploc bags, no matter what it is. Chicken, spaghetti, pork chops...all ziplocable. If we didn't cook for 6-8 instead of 2 we wouldn't have this problem but whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-8570156480370241298?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/8570156480370241298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=8570156480370241298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8570156480370241298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8570156480370241298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/11/tupperware.html' title='Tupperware'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-8073116298613717281</id><published>2008-11-25T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:07:06.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought this was hillarious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vZmFpbGJsb2cub3JnLzIwMDgvMTEvMjUvaW5maWRlbGl0eS1mYWlsLw=="&gt;&lt;img src="http://failblog.wordpress.com/files/2008/11/fail-owned-newspaper-infidelity-911-fail.jpg" alt="fail owned pwned pictures" title="fail-owned-newspaper-infidelity-911-fail" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-8707" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vZmFpbGJsb2cub3Jn"&gt;pwn and owned pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-8073116298613717281?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/8073116298613717281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=8073116298613717281' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8073116298613717281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8073116298613717281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-thought-this-was-hillarious.html' title='I thought this was hillarious'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-467741351821194694</id><published>2008-11-19T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:17:15.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SSSsecWROaI/AAAAAAAAAI0/GbIeKopclD8/s1600-h/roxy+under+the+bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270527102935972258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SSSsecWROaI/AAAAAAAAAI0/GbIeKopclD8/s200/roxy+under+the+bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's back to normal today. She's only crying at the gate til J.D. gets home, which is normal. Silly girl. (her AND me) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-467741351821194694?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/467741351821194694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=467741351821194694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/467741351821194694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/467741351821194694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SSSsecWROaI/AAAAAAAAAI0/GbIeKopclD8/s72-c/roxy+under+the+bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-7232252044523474322</id><published>2008-11-18T15:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:08:28.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SSNYBMp-JAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zKcnq-uvDb8/s1600-h/100_8971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270152766553990146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SSNYBMp-JAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zKcnq-uvDb8/s200/100_8971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I took Roxy in to get spayed this morning. She was so cute trying to play with the other dogs and cats while we were waiting. She got on the scale and she weighs 48 pounds! For some reason I thought she was in the 30's. I got big tears in my eyes (I don't know why) I just can't believe how much she's grown since we got her! J.D.'s co-worker has a friend who is one of the vets at the clinic so J.D. had her check up a few times today, of course it was fine...they do this all the time...Roxy isn't the first one. She's had utters since her first heat in September, which is why we dressed her as a cow for Halloween. I should have asked them to give her a lift while she was in there! They told me when they took her that because of her breed it might be more complicated so she would go first, which meant I got to pick her up first! I got there at 3pm. When they brought her out her tounge was half out and she was SO tired she could barely walk, again my eyes filled up with tears, because I'm retarded. In fact she took a little break in the parking lot 15 feet away from the car. She cried all the way home, still with her tounge out. I couldn't get her out of the car, now that I know she almost weighs 50 pounds...if I still thought she weighed 32 it would be different. It didn't matter she walked out of the car okay and used the tiles on the grass like she always does. When we got inside she went straight to her bed and has been sleeping/crying in her sleep for over an hour, and I have a big lump in my throat. I'm a little emotional today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-7232252044523474322?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/7232252044523474322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=7232252044523474322' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/7232252044523474322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/7232252044523474322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/11/poor-baby.html' title='Poor baby...'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SSNYBMp-JAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zKcnq-uvDb8/s72-c/100_8971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-3618049551921523787</id><published>2008-11-04T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:06:04.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLOOOO...November 5th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SRE3KegYN8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/3fkbxJB1V4Y/s1600-h/american_flag.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265050092499908546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SRE3KegYN8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/3fkbxJB1V4Y/s400/american_flag.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess we knew when the Washington Redskins lost last night that a republican wouldn't move to 1600 Pennsylvania in January...but it still hurt a little tonight. Jessica text'd me and said she's 'moving to Mexico'...J.D. suggested Australia, I told him no..there are too many girls with blond hair and green eyes, his weakness. :) This country is resilient. It's idiot-proof. He can't do anything that we can't fix later. We're just taking a few steps backwards...or as I like to say...Barackwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad 102 passed! I love the comments on azcentral.com following the article...whinny little babies, thank you for giving us Mormon's credit by the way...we deserve it we worked hard for that, um because it's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Arpaio won! I'm sure the Republic is happy about that!...not! (I like Joe) Shadegg won, J.D. likes him a lot. I just don't like Bob Lord, I just kept noticing all his signs outside of church's and I thought it was just too ironic. That's like totally taking His name in vain. Come on now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also glad the election is over! It's like planning for a big party, whether everyone shows up or they go to a different party...at the end of the night you clean up and go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning something right now, I'm still in the process...so this may sound a little premature/immature/armature...but This... 'insert issue aka the election' - doesn't define me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. One of my friends family all mails their early ballots and goes to Disneyland on Election Day every four years. No lines! No stress! I think its a great idea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-3618049551921523787?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/3618049551921523787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=3618049551921523787' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/3618049551921523787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/3618049551921523787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/11/helloooonovember-5th.html' title='HELLOOOO...November 5th!'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SRE3KegYN8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/3fkbxJB1V4Y/s72-c/american_flag.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-8295362948472389208</id><published>2008-10-22T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:45:19.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I Got Tagged! I was tagged by Corie Green &amp;amp; Heather Wrong, I mean Wright; If you get tagged, Link the person who tagged you (I don't know how to do that, I just copied and pasted this first part). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Mention the rules on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;Tell 6 unspectacular quirky things about you or your family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Tag 6 fellow bloggers by linking them.  Or 3...whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;"I wear a size 6 but a 7 feel so good I buy a size 8":&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;I can quote Steel Magnolias and I usually do at least once a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, more often if I'm around my sisters. I remember the first time I watched that movie I was in High School, home "sick" and watched it upstairs with my mom. I cried my eyes out! Since then I watched it everytime I was home for anything or couldn't find anything else to watch. That's still common today, it's my default. I really don't have very many DVD's (seriously maybe 25 if you don't count all the kid church movies I have) so if I don't want to watch Juno or Billy Madison...it's Steel Magnolias! It makes me laugh, I love the closeness with the friends in the movie. I also love to torture myself with heartwrenching stories...because I'm a girl, and girls do that. &lt;em&gt;"Laughter through tears is my favorite emotion."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;"There is no such thing as natural beauty..just look at me! It takes some effort to look like this!":&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wake up at 5:59&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a minute before my alarm goes off every morning. I makes me crazy. Thing is, I've always wanted to be one of those "I don't need my alarm clock" people. Just wake up when it's time to wake up. The sound of the alarm is SO ANNOYING! Someday I hope to be able to disable it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;"How precious is this wedding gonna get I ask you?" "Mama and I, we agree on one thing...THE GROOMS CAKE. It's awful."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;I pulled my favorite wedding together in 12 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this summer. J.D. and I got engaged February 8, 2008. We had to submit info to the First Presidency so we could be sealed in the Temple. It took a while to get letters in/approvals/etc. We got a letter from President Monson on July 14 saying we were good to go! We asked our parents what they were doing next weekend, they said nothin so I called the San Diego temple, my mom booked hotel rooms, I bought/altered a dress, picked out pretty flower with sea shells, got our friend/photographer Nick to take the weekend! It was amazing. In OUR case, it didn't take a year to plan a wedding. Just a few days and focus. I think about those couple weeks all the time. I loved how it happened and wouldn't change any of it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;"Oh Drum would never point a gun at a lady. He's a real gentleman. Bet he takes the dishes outta the sink before he pees in it!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;J.D. cooks dinner every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's so yummy. He has all his pot and pans goin...I just stay clear. He makes yummy chicken, steak, hamburgers, spaghetti, potatoes always squash and zucchini. Yum. I do the dishes. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;"The only thing that separates us from the animals is our ability to accessorize!"&lt;/em&gt; I know I blog about the dog its lame, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Roxy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a super sweetie. When we were researching dogs and I learned about English Bulldog personalities I thought it would be too good to be true. But she's even better! I think the greatest thing about her is that shes not THAT smart. So she doesn't sneak off, she doesn't get into stuff...she doesn't 'figure' stuff out. She is polished enough that all I have to do is grab my keys and she goes in her cage. When we eat she goes to her bed (and stares) and she can sit, lay down and play dead. But only all together and only in that order. :) She's super friendly and meet new friends every time I walk her. Right now we're working on keeping her out of the kitchen (it's just too small) and getting her to stop barking so loud when she thinks someone is opening the back gate. It's so annoying. &lt;em&gt;"I heard you got so screwed you cut your dog out of your will and had an ungrateful nephew put to sleep"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;"JONATHAN! DON'T YOU DECORATE YOUR SISTER'S CAR WITH CONDOMS, IT'S TACKY!" "Well if you and Jackson want to practice safe sex..you're all set!":&lt;/em&gt; Forget that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;We're having a honeymoon baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Looks like two pigs fightin under a blanket"&lt;/em&gt; I'm about 11 weeks according to me and my physician. I go the Gyno next Monday and find out more. But I feel great! Just a little tired, boobs are huge and they hurt, and I can't chew gum without gagging. We are SO excited for a Barker baby! It feels weird being pregnant. I call Jessica everyday. It makes me feel better. J.D. spoils me, just like he did before...so it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Smile! It increases your face value!":&lt;/em&gt; I tag Brittney, Shauna and Kristen&lt;/strong&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/1976410420266778296-8295362948472389208?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/8295362948472389208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=8295362948472389208' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8295362948472389208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8295362948472389208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-got-tagged.html' title='I Got Tagged'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-13996138860351331</id><published>2008-10-16T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:53:57.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New hair...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm not so bleach blonde anymore. It's pretty light brown with blonde highlight still of course.  I was being silly taking "myspace" pictures before work this morning.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SPgZwP3ctXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HUquQY2JVEk/s1600-h/100_9319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257980881638569330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SPgZwP3ctXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HUquQY2JVEk/s320/100_9319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-13996138860351331?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/13996138860351331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=13996138860351331' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/13996138860351331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/13996138860351331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-hair.html' title='New hair...'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SPgZwP3ctXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HUquQY2JVEk/s72-c/100_9319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-4681809163314956481</id><published>2008-10-12T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:49:51.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you want funny....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SPK274HahTI/AAAAAAAAAGU/z58oAtirOjM/s1600-h/death-at-a-funeral-a-review1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256464854886810930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SPK274HahTI/AAAAAAAAAGU/z58oAtirOjM/s320/death-at-a-funeral-a-review1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This movie is hillarious.  &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/1976410420266778296-4681809163314956481?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/4681809163314956481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=4681809163314956481' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4681809163314956481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4681809163314956481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-you-want-funny.html' title='If you want funny....'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SPK274HahTI/AAAAAAAAAGU/z58oAtirOjM/s72-c/death-at-a-funeral-a-review1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-9036452021814884851</id><published>2008-10-05T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:37:38.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just hate azcentral.com right now.</title><content type='html'>Where else can I get local news? Azcentral is the most ridiculous source. And I always have to read the comments and they just piss me off. GRR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do? Bookmark a local TV station website? They seem so lame!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-9036452021814884851?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/9036452021814884851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=9036452021814884851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/9036452021814884851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/9036452021814884851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-just-hate-azcentralcom-right-now.html' title='I just hate azcentral.com right now.'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-7737205725471652248</id><published>2008-10-04T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T21:28:07.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roxy Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;New pictures of Roxy!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;She just being super cute today, bless her heart.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOhAKt_cn2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/S3rw9Ws8lhM/s1600-h/100_9314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253519518216265570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOhAKt_cn2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/S3rw9Ws8lhM/s400/100_9314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her favorite place to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOhAKt2mPvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/4mZhOzeFSEs/s1600-h/100_9308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253519518179147506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOhAKt2mPvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/4mZhOzeFSEs/s400/100_9308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOhAK-Lu3sI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CrZNgkWRwX0/s1600-h/100_9316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253519522562760386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOhAK-Lu3sI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CrZNgkWRwX0/s400/100_9316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Roxy's spot...the ottoman.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOg_WwKQxnI/AAAAAAAAAFA/JQoIF1hzVpA/s1600-h/100_9293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253518625445299826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOg_WwKQxnI/AAAAAAAAAFA/JQoIF1hzVpA/s400/100_9293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He loves that little girl.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOg_XNkntBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/CcnAJf3YqjY/s1600-h/100_9279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253518633340482578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOg_XNkntBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/CcnAJf3YqjY/s400/100_9279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Roxy with her toy and my toy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOg_XVid-7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IRTFR69Gtko/s1600-h/100_9279.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-7737205725471652248?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/7737205725471652248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=7737205725471652248' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/7737205725471652248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/7737205725471652248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/10/roxy-update.html' title='Roxy Update'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOhAKt_cn2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/S3rw9Ws8lhM/s72-c/100_9314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-813430072988689149</id><published>2008-10-02T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:57:53.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLENT</title><content type='html'>This morning at work we had a 2 hour conference call, all good stuff!!  But this happened a couple times and it drives me nuts.  When someone says something like "Now, what does the mean for Phoenix?"...then the same person pauses and says 'well' as if he has just heard the question for the first time in his life and he has to come up with something on the spur of the moment then when answered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;competently&lt;/span&gt; acts as if that was AMAZING!  The pause and the 'well' are the worst part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No big deal.  Just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blent&lt;/span&gt; (blog vent.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-813430072988689149?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/813430072988689149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=813430072988689149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/813430072988689149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/813430072988689149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/10/blent.html' title='BLENT'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-4653765453649069106</id><published>2008-09-30T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:48:00.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAGOSA SPRINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOLV1XTEsXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/FopoPnKLdSY/s1600-h/Pagosa.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Last weekend J.D. and I went to Pagosa Springs, CO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOLV1sChMmI/AAAAAAAAAEg/YhJ7_B_gx2o/s1600-h/100_9256.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251995233798926946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOLV1sChMmI/AAAAAAAAAEg/YhJ7_B_gx2o/s400/100_9256.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;His grandparents lived there for the last 7 years, they recently moved to Texas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;They miss it so much and I can see why, it's beautiful! When they told us they were visiting Pagosa we decided to join them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOLV15r1WKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uf4hIJtkmn0/s1600-h/100_9253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251995237461874850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOLV15r1WKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uf4hIJtkmn0/s400/100_9253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;They needed some help cleaning out a storage unit they still have a lot of stuff in from the move. We went shopping downtown, played cards, went hot tubbing and of course watched the presidential debate and talked about politics all weekend. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOLV2PKx33I/AAAAAAAAAEw/LcTaaFrvhFk/s1600-h/100_9241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251995243228815218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOLV2PKx33I/AAAAAAAAAEw/LcTaaFrvhFk/s400/100_9241.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; Ryan watched Roxy when we were gone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;thank goodness shes a good girl and we have good friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOLV2FWPdQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/E85JboRqEUU/s1600-h/Rainbow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251995240592536834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOLV2FWPdQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/E85JboRqEUU/s400/Rainbow2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&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/1976410420266778296-4653765453649069106?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/4653765453649069106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=4653765453649069106' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4653765453649069106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4653765453649069106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/09/pagosa-springs.html' title='PAGOSA SPRINGS'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SOLV1sChMmI/AAAAAAAAAEg/YhJ7_B_gx2o/s72-c/100_9256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-225023417217130101</id><published>2008-09-21T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:48:52.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcHGW5VbuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qgz5Bb0iQPE/s1600-h/47b8d620b3127cce9854816ba7cf00000056100AaM2Tlk5Ys2OA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248671696530271970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcHGW5VbuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qgz5Bb0iQPE/s320/47b8d620b3127cce9854816ba7cf00000056100AaM2Tlk5Ys2OA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcG9jyyh-I/AAAAAAAAADI/MdjR9TWpy_Y/s1600-h/47b8d620b3127cce9854816826fc00000056100AaM2Tlk5Ys2OA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248671545373657058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcG9jyyh-I/AAAAAAAAADI/MdjR9TWpy_Y/s320/47b8d620b3127cce9854816826fc00000056100AaM2Tlk5Ys2OA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcG1Lynh8I/AAAAAAAAADA/BACnac763FI/s1600-h/47b8d620b3127cce98548161a7c500000056100AaM2Tlk5Ys2OA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248671401491531714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcG1Lynh8I/AAAAAAAAADA/BACnac763FI/s320/47b8d620b3127cce98548161a7c500000056100AaM2Tlk5Ys2OA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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 align="center"&gt;This summer we had a Boyd family reunion in Vegas.  (Doesn't this look like Vegas?) It was fun.  I found these pictures today so I thought I'd toss em up on the blog before I forget. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Set...hike!  yeah, we didn't know what we were doing...we just posed for the camera for 10 minutes.&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/1976410420266778296-225023417217130101?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/225023417217130101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=225023417217130101' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/225023417217130101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/225023417217130101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-summer-we-had-boyd-family-reunion.html' title=''/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcHGW5VbuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qgz5Bb0iQPE/s72-c/47b8d620b3127cce9854816ba7cf00000056100AaM2Tlk5Ys2OA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-4326372563407038336</id><published>2008-09-21T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:33:27.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa Boyd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcDtIiZ2MI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3ikj8neUKHY/s1600-h/IMG_0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248667964644382914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcDtIiZ2MI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3ikj8neUKHY/s320/IMG_0329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The heartbeat of the family, Papa Boyd got a fancy car this year!  He deserves it.&lt;br /&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/1976410420266778296-4326372563407038336?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/4326372563407038336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=4326372563407038336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4326372563407038336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4326372563407038336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/09/papa-boyd.html' title='Papa Boyd'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcDtIiZ2MI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3ikj8neUKHY/s72-c/IMG_0329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-4868488584103060094</id><published>2008-09-21T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:31:18.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcDNObsyEI/AAAAAAAAACw/Ad9RkWAQ5jA/s1600-h/Trey_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248667416471062594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcDNObsyEI/AAAAAAAAACw/Ad9RkWAQ5jA/s200/Trey_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcDF57w7JI/AAAAAAAAACo/6wUiQWxO6Qc/s1600-h/Trey_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248667290709322898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcDF57w7JI/AAAAAAAAACo/6wUiQWxO6Qc/s200/Trey_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcC-8wwEzI/AAAAAAAAACg/8Tvaj7MFB6c/s1600-h/Trey_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248667171209351986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcC-8wwEzI/AAAAAAAAACg/8Tvaj7MFB6c/s200/Trey_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our nephew Trey Scott, he's going to be famous.&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/1976410420266778296-4868488584103060094?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/4868488584103060094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=4868488584103060094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4868488584103060094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4868488584103060094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-nephew-trey-scott-hes-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcDNObsyEI/AAAAAAAAACw/Ad9RkWAQ5jA/s72-c/Trey_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-2869134079893576825</id><published>2008-09-21T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:24:25.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcBxUG6KGI/AAAAAAAAACY/hSpbkals144/s1600-h/cr%3D0_1076116,0_0,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248665837446506594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcBxUG6KGI/AAAAAAAAACY/hSpbkals144/s200/cr%3D0_1076116,0_0,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcA16Vu52I/AAAAAAAAACQ/9eX_4B66FGk/s1600-h/babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248664816917079906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcA16Vu52I/AAAAAAAAACQ/9eX_4B66FGk/s200/babies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My neice Lydia Rae (2 1/2) and nephew Jonah Wyld (5 months). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love these babies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-2869134079893576825?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/2869134079893576825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=2869134079893576825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/2869134079893576825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/2869134079893576825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-neice-lydia-rae-2-12-and-nephew.html' title=''/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SNcBxUG6KGI/AAAAAAAAACY/hSpbkals144/s72-c/cr%3D0_1076116,0_0,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-3498044702844804946</id><published>2008-09-20T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:08:31.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IF...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're thinking things aren't easy to read on my page because of the color skeem...I don't know how to change the colors on this thing. Myspace is the only social network I have figured out. Heather, if you could hack into this thing and make it better...DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I ended up on a bunch of fun peoples blogs tonight, people I haven't seen for a long time, it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Chelsea Lately. I love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-3498044702844804946?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/3498044702844804946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=3498044702844804946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/3498044702844804946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/3498044702844804946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/09/if.html' title='IF...'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-141924280734152989</id><published>2008-09-20T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T20:53:32.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A typical week night at the Boyd's</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, August 01, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A typical week night at the Boyd's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today at dinner:I had apple juice and dad tells me not to bring my urine sample to the dinner table. It was so funny. Then I told him about heather and her 3 continents, and how you thought mexico was a continent. That was funny too. Then we started talking about Shauna and Erin going to the Kelly Clarkson concert, and dads says "I know who she is" and starts singing "JESUS, TAKE THE WHEEEEEEL." and heather and I start laughing and we're like, no dad. Since U been gone, you know that one and he goes "Oh yeah! SINCE U BEEN GONE, I CAN BREATHE FOR THE FIIIIRST TIME." (with help from heather). It was also funny. Then I started drinking my apple juice. And I notice him eyeing me. And he says "That's so gross." And I tried not to laugh cuz I had my mouth full of apple juice. I couldn't help it, I started busting up. Apple Juice went ALL OVER my plate. Luckily, I was finished. I was laughing soo hard I was crying. I couldn't stop. It was HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Ali - my lil' sis'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-141924280734152989?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/141924280734152989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=141924280734152989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/141924280734152989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/141924280734152989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/09/typical-week-night-at-boyds.html' title='A typical week night at the Boyd&apos;s'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-2506732517035394235</id><published>2008-09-18T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T00:06:31.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Cop</title><content type='html'>Caution: some swearing in the beginning. But worth it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="388" width="464" data="http://www2.funnyordie.com/public/flash/fodplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www2.funnyordie.com/public/flash/fodplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=33f2687080" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;width: 464px;"&gt;See more &lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmZ1bm55b3JkaWUuY29tL3dpbGxfZmVycmVsbA=="&gt;Will Ferrell&lt;/a&gt; videos at Funny or Die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-2506732517035394235?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/2506732517035394235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=2506732517035394235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/2506732517035394235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/2506732517035394235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/09/baby-cop.html' title='Baby Cop'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-8332429306419675189</id><published>2008-09-18T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:07:26.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BURR!!</title><content type='html'>Tonight we went to Rubios for a salad, (and ended up getting a taco too because I'm what we call a 'fatty').  It had to have been 50 degrees in there.  The tips of my hair were almost icicles.  I was eating as fast as I could so we could get out of there.  I kept glancing at the door, thinking can I just go stand out there, just for a few seconds?  It's 97 degrees out there, 50 - 55 in here.  BLOWS my mind how much of a difference.  I love phoenix, really i can't think of a BETTER place to live.  But in some ways I have to believe its as cold as Minisotta in the summer because apparently business owners dont read the manual on their Trane air conditioning unit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we're on the subject, last week in church there was a man in his 40's or 50's holding a sleeping one year old walking around the room before sunday school started.  He was holding a device that was not a cell phone, ipod etc.  I was interested/could care less.  J.D. and I were in our seats waiting for everyone to settle in.  Then I hear the man with the baby and the device telling the older ladies which spots of the room were 5-6 degrees warmer than the ones they were sitting in.  Of course the smart women grabbed their scriptures and sweaters and changed seats before the rest of the hethens filed in.  I need to get me one of those.  Air conditioners need a button that says 'comfortable'.  Then people just need to stop trying to be the expert and just hit the button. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im loosing my mind tonight.  Actually, its thawing out is all.  I'll be okay in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-8332429306419675189?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/8332429306419675189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=8332429306419675189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8332429306419675189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/8332429306419675189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/09/burr.html' title='BURR!!'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-7757866184309091963</id><published>2008-08-27T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:49:13.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little girl, a woman.</title><content type='html'>Roxy went into heat today.  I'll skip the details.  But she's a woman! Now I just need to keep the boys away, it'll be tough...she's her mothers daughter. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-7757866184309091963?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/7757866184309091963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=7757866184309091963' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/7757866184309091963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/7757866184309091963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-little-girl-woman.html' title='My little girl, a woman.'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-1526456350262268629</id><published>2008-08-23T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T22:30:47.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This week</title><content type='html'>Jessica, Troy and family came down this week.  It was fun to have Lydia running around and Jonah making faces.  Cute babies.  Lydia loves to tell me and Heather that her favorite aunt is aunt Ali.  Silly girl.  J.D. wore his shirt that has Ryan Gardners face on it today and Lydia looked at it and said, 'is that your friend?'.  I don't know if he wore that another time we saw Lydia and J.D. told her that or if she recognized Ryan, because she's met him before and was scared because of his beard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The D-back game was a blast tonight, it was 80's night, Gonzo was visiting, we won, and Misty Mae from the Olymics was there, and she showed her Gold medal!  It was awesome.  Ryan and Kristina were there too, not sitting with us but we met up with them after.  Good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-1526456350262268629?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/1526456350262268629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=1526456350262268629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/1526456350262268629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/1526456350262268629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-week.html' title='This week'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-296551740295631075</id><published>2008-08-08T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:57:47.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0AYsWLFi4ZMWTpI&amp;amp;emid=sharshar&amp;amp;linkid=link5" target="_blank"&gt;http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0AYsWLFi4ZMWTpI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0AYsWLFi4ZMWTrA" target="_blank"&gt;http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0AYsWLFi4ZMWTrA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-296551740295631075?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/296551740295631075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=296551740295631075' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/296551740295631075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/296551740295631075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/08/wedding-pics.html' title='Wedding Pics!'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-5069838288938037648</id><published>2008-08-02T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T07:38:57.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honest to Blog?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRxTRAxaoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/hFSbDtpyIZ8/s1600-h/100_9115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229929643082082946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRxTRAxaoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/hFSbDtpyIZ8/s320/100_9115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRxUNXxCBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/dw0h879gaac/s1600-h/100_9119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229929659284654098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRxUNXxCBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/dw0h879gaac/s320/100_9119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRxUn-ZL6I/AAAAAAAAABA/gLD1K-XLOvg/s1600-h/100_9120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229929666425991074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRxUn-ZL6I/AAAAAAAAABA/gLD1K-XLOvg/s320/100_9120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRxU0SG-qI/AAAAAAAAABI/fbDaB4__Kg4/s1600-h/100_9122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229929669729909410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRxU0SG-qI/AAAAAAAAABI/fbDaB4__Kg4/s320/100_9122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRxVtgNjTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gfdLI-ajs9Q/s1600-h/100_9127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229929685089881394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRxVtgNjTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gfdLI-ajs9Q/s320/100_9127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome back to my 'perfect life' that is about to be interupted by 'real life' we just got back from the the moon...or the honeymoon that is. The cruise was great, it was my first one. I can't wait to convince my parents &amp;amp; family to do a group one soon. The food is all free/included, so even though it wasnt very good...we ate alot. But my jeans are loose, so I'm happy. They played a few movies over and over on the T.V. in our room including JUNO so I can almost quote it as well as I quote Steel Magnolias. There were a couple funny comedians for evening entertainment and we ate with a bunch of hillbillys who were almost as entertaining. Probably the most entertaining dinner was watching the table next to us go from talking/laughing to tears in 15 seconds. It was strange. I mean, 4/6 of them had tears, one man was saying something about his father...soon the matre-de came to see if everything was alright and invited them to join the earlier seating group for the remainder of the cruise. Weirdos!!! J.D. spent some time looking for a G-SHOCK watch before the cruise. I teased him, but it was a smart move! We went snorkling in Cozumel. The watch is all water resistant so we weren't super panicy about time getting back to the ship. We snorkled for a good 1 1/2!! I saw SO much, the water was crystal clear. We saw a HUGE school of fish and while were watching a baracuda starting going after it. It was really neat. Later we saw an octopus!!! It inked! It was super cute. All the other fish and coral were awesome too. We didn't have much time in the Grand Caymans, but we got some quality beach time and the water was nice. The best part of the cruise might be the fact that As The World Turns was on at 3:00 everyday and we were usually taking a nap at that time, so it worked out. This morning when we got our bill we there was an accidental charge at a photo booth. J.D. went down to get it cleared up. They said it was from my card at 3:00 the prior day, he's like...uhh...that's not possible. :) I wasn't sea sick at all, in fact I rarely felt the boat move! On the other hand, during our leg from Chi town to Tampa after a 4 hour unexpected layover, we went through a thunderstorm, there was a lot of turbulance and on top of the a person or a small child must have pooped their pants. I looked at J.D. and told him I was sick. He handed me the bag and I totally puked. I'm sure the 'flaver chemist' sitting next to me was annoyed. That's right, flavor chemist. The man to my right on the plane is a 'flavor chemist' aparently there are only 600 in his profession in the world. He helped create diet lime and lots of tropicana flavors. He was interesting. The cruise was awesome, it was nice to have week together, Im flying to Dallas for work TOMORROW and I miss him already! (J.D., not the flavor chemist.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-5069838288938037648?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/5069838288938037648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=5069838288938037648' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/5069838288938037648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/5069838288938037648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/08/honest-to-blog.html' title='Honest to Blog?!'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRxTRAxaoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/hFSbDtpyIZ8/s72-c/100_9115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-4084457106678480807</id><published>2008-07-27T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T10:50:41.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitched!</title><content type='html'>Could this weekend have anymore perfect?  We left Friday for San Diego, stopped in El Centro to get a California marriage license where I dropped of my Romero and picked up a cute little Barker...I couldn't resist.  :) Once we got to the hotel I rushed to get ready.  I wore my hair straight, Melissa helped me get the kinks out.  I put my dress on and felt amazing!  J.D. came to my room to pick me up wearing tan linen pants and a bright white linen button up shirt wearing sunglasses and flip flop...BABY he looked amazing!  We headed to Pacific Beach, my entourage followed (Jess, Liss  &amp;amp; Ali).  We took pictures in the last hour and a half of daylight available.  Nick is so talented and made it such a fun/special experience.  It helps that I'm a ham and J.D. is a stud.   Saturday morning Heather went and got breakfast for the girls and J.D. took all the guys to Konos, a breakfast place right on the beach where his family goes a lot when they vacation in the area.   I spent the morning repacking, playing with Jessicas babies and getting ready for the big day!  At 2:00 My parents took J.D. and I to the San Diego temple.  I can still feel what I felt when I was there.  It was peaceful and sweet.  At the ceremony:  Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Thayne, Aunt Vicki, Jessica &amp;amp; Troy, Heather &amp;amp; Matt, My parents and J.D.'s mom. When we walked out of the temple little Lydia ran up and hugged me, it was super cute.  We took family pictures in front of the temple then headed over to California Pizza Kitchen.  I hope everybody who was there had a good time.  It was everything we hoped for and we appreciate everyones support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently we are in the San Diego Airport, my bag was 10lbs over so we had rearrage, but we did it all without having to throw out my 2 liters of bed head shampoo...whew!!  Our flight is 1 hour delayed and didn't have time to pick our seats yesterday and now there are none available together. I might have to turn on my charm in a minute to see what we can do.  We will be in Tampa tonight and on the ship Monday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my life....is' the best!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-4084457106678480807?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/4084457106678480807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=4084457106678480807' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4084457106678480807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/4084457106678480807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/07/hitched.html' title='Hitched!'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-9113822505584044497</id><published>2008-07-24T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T07:44:30.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Squirt Gun Wedding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRyt3gCR3I/AAAAAAAAABY/4XD00Viga14/s1600-h/1-25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229931199601985394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRyt3gCR3I/AAAAAAAAABY/4XD00Viga14/s320/1-25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRyuahZAdI/AAAAAAAAABg/HJiIikMQv4Y/s1600-h/1-54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229931209002910162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRyuahZAdI/AAAAAAAAABg/HJiIikMQv4Y/s320/1-54.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRyukjhFDI/AAAAAAAAABo/3Q_h95cJaOU/s1600-h/1-57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229931211696182322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRyukjhFDI/AAAAAAAAABo/3Q_h95cJaOU/s320/1-57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually when someone is going to terminate a lease, they give 30 days...to quit a job, typically 2 weeks..but how about 2 weeks notice for a wedding? :) J.D. and I got our letters from SLC on Monday July 14. We were so excited, I don't think I've stopped smiling since! Because of our schedules we decided to get married July 26! I went out and found JUST the dress I wanted in the first store, the first dress I tried on!! I took it right to my seamstress aka mircale maxine. The next day I picked out a bouqet, scheduled the temple and bishop interviews and here we are 2 days away! And people plan for YEARS for weddings? :) On top of all that my friend Shauna Richardson threw me a bridal shower and some of my closest friends came to say congratulations...it was so nice! A couple people at work who don't know me very well asked quietly if it was a shotgun wedding. I'd like to call it a squirt gun wedding. It's not so intimidating, harsh or negitive. It's a good refreshing thing!!...(and it's summertime). J.D. also referred to it as 'planned eloping'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting married in the San Diego Temple on Saturday July 26th @ 3PM. Honeymooning on a Western Carribean Cruise to the Grand Caymans and Cozumel (thank you Laurie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you friends and family for being so good to J.D. and I. xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shauna &amp;amp; J.D. Barker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1976410420266778296-9113822505584044497?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/9113822505584044497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=9113822505584044497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/9113822505584044497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/9113822505584044497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/07/squirt-gun-wedding.html' title='Squirt Gun Wedding.'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SJRyt3gCR3I/AAAAAAAAABY/4XD00Viga14/s72-c/1-25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1976410420266778296.post-3332548050635896838</id><published>2008-07-06T21:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T17:25:16.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SHGlPqXsoqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7xPtv_aDGdM/s1600-h/CIMG0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220135131589419682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SHGlPqXsoqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7xPtv_aDGdM/s320/CIMG0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SHGlQMUZZtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5n0KkUF9-AM/s1600-h/100_8996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220135140702381778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SHGlQMUZZtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5n0KkUF9-AM/s320/100_8996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SHGlQqVj7-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/TbheBwmWmQw/s1600-h/100_9053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220135148760330210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SHGlQqVj7-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/TbheBwmWmQw/s320/100_9053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm new to this, still peeking at other blogs to get the gist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ashamed to admit I am an idea stealer, story stealer...hair tie stealer and pen stealer. I like watching my recorded soap when I get home after work and I'm often reminded 'they are not real people, no matter how screwy Paul Ryan is, he really doesn't exsist.' J.D. and I are engaged and waiting for our 'letter' from SLC so we can move forward with wedding plans. We've been engaged since February 8, 2008. We just got a puppy, her name is Roxy. She's a 6 month old fawn and white english bulldog. She's the end all and be all for us. She's a sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I met J.D. when I did. Another week and he would have moved to Nashville and camped out on Sarah Evans doorstep until he could convince her to be his. He's what I like to call a keyword short of genius. Let me explian...he knows something about everything and if he doesn't, he's quietly looking it up and becoming an expert. The combination of his ability to retain information and constent seeking for knowledge makes it so he can talk intelligently about every subject. Among friends he is the 'phone a friend' resource right after google. He's also a big sweetheart and a die hard sports fan from baseball to soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;WELCOME TO OUR BLOG!!!&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/1976410420266778296-3332548050635896838?l=shaunajd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/feeds/3332548050635896838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1976410420266778296&amp;postID=3332548050635896838' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/3332548050635896838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1976410420266778296/posts/default/3332548050635896838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunajd.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-blog.html' title='First Blog'/><author><name>Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791336090563980029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/TS9-jiWL4gI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8QtyVai9MSg/S220/Barkers2010-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0X0QhiRsiAg/SHGlPqXsoqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7xPtv_aDGdM/s72-c/CIMG0034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
