<?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-4355270720575874689</id><updated>2012-01-07T12:11:23.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>David and Joni Vest Family</title><subtitle type='html'>1 Idaho Boy + 1 California Girl= one CRAZY family!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-3183091406788522857</id><published>2009-10-29T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T14:34:21.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided to go for a drive a couple of Sundays ago. So where else would we go but to Bone. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! We packed a picnic and hauled all of the kids up there. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; gorgeous. I absolutely LOVE this time of year. Especially up there. The kids had so much fun playing on Great Grandpa's tractor, feeding the horses, looking at all of the cows and just being outdoors. It was fabulous. When you are up there, you are literally in the middle of nowhere surrounded by &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;Aspen&lt;/span&gt; and sage brush, and yet it is honestly one of the most beautiful places. The sky is bright blue, all of the leaves are changing colors and there's just the faintest of breezes. You realise just how small you are here on the Earth and that our Heavenly Father knew exactly what he was doing when he created this world. It's so peaceful up there. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; that our family has a little sanctuary to go to during the year, away from all of the hustle and bustle of everyday life. There have been so many happy memories up there and I'm glad my children will be able to make many more throughout their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoICNUppCI/AAAAAAAAAQY/v5gGZHgU_-g/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135937385997346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoICNUppCI/AAAAAAAAAQY/v5gGZHgU_-g/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoIBumEHoI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/VTF-njFslwA/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135929137536642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoIBumEHoI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/VTF-njFslwA/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoIBAbB9nI/AAAAAAAAAQI/LJu1KjkpxSQ/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135916743226994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoIBAbB9nI/AAAAAAAAAQI/LJu1KjkpxSQ/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoIAiQSP-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/KDSYLJaLolc/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135908645093346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoIAiQSP-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/KDSYLJaLolc/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoIARHjbWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z53FVbXRjqk/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135904045067618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoIARHjbWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z53FVbXRjqk/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/4355270720575874689-3183091406788522857?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/3183091406788522857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=3183091406788522857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3183091406788522857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3183091406788522857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-decided-to-go-for-drive-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoICNUppCI/AAAAAAAAAQY/v5gGZHgU_-g/s72-c/050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-4212475136442462939</id><published>2009-10-29T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T14:19:39.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better catch up</title><content type='html'>Whitney finally started a blog. I realized that it has been wayyyy too long since I've updated mine. It reminded me that this is how a lot of friends and family stay updated with our everyday lives. Especially those who live far away. So I'm going to try and do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127666782669634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoAgy7KC0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/IquN_yaw-e8/s320/Annie%27s+pics+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lola Reese&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127676510957794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoAhXKj8OI/AAAAAAAAAPY/w781XvTycCs/s320/Annie%27s+pics+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lilly Irene&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127685152585922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoAh3W4uMI/AAAAAAAAAPg/UQ3Z8K04xLQ/s320/Annie%27s+pics+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lucille Ann&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127695401591090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoAidicITI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yzsxKYnP2x4/s320/Annie%27s+pics+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Andrew Kay&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127704447664658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoAi_PMQhI/AAAAAAAAAPw/d7z9lmKulsc/s320/Annie%27s+pics+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All of the kids and Harley. (Bub was being a poop that day)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These were taken about a little while ago when Mom came up to visit. She surprised us, which was AWESOME! I really wish all of our family lived closer together. But we make do with what we get. The kids are all getting so big, so fast. So it's nice that my mom takes time out of her life to come up here as often as she can. The kids LOVE their Grammy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-4212475136442462939?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/4212475136442462939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=4212475136442462939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/4212475136442462939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/4212475136442462939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/10/better-catch-up.html' title='Better catch up'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SuoAgy7KC0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/IquN_yaw-e8/s72-c/Annie%27s+pics+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-1901631845767167114</id><published>2009-09-04T17:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:47:48.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lola Reese Vest</title><content type='html'>Our newest addition! She was born June 16th. Lola Reese. 7lbs 5 oz. She has a ton of hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377777868705950082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SqG0epks6YI/AAAAAAAAAPA/mImnkGbmzNc/s320/DSCF1650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377777859031306914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SqG0eFiFkqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/waNu-irmRuA/s320/DSCN0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SqG0fG1Oa6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/47eVWHSlUmM/s1600-h/DSCF1966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377777876559883170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SqG0fG1Oa6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/47eVWHSlUmM/s320/DSCF1966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; This is our bitty bug today. 2 1/2 months, full of smiles and is 12lbs 10 oz, 23 3/4 in. She is absolutely precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4355270720575874689-1901631845767167114?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/1901631845767167114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=1901631845767167114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1901631845767167114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1901631845767167114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/09/lola-reese-vest.html' title='Lola Reese Vest'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SqG0epks6YI/AAAAAAAAAPA/mImnkGbmzNc/s72-c/DSCF1650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-1307796111907302658</id><published>2009-06-13T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T16:12:48.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know I need to update</title><content type='html'>You know it's bad when Dad of all people is the one telling me I need to update my blog. LOL! I do need to and there is so much that has happened in the last month. Let me find the cord to download some pics and  I promise I will post something new. Probably tomorrow. It will be a good Sunday project.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-1307796111907302658?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/1307796111907302658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=1307796111907302658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1307796111907302658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1307796111907302658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-know-i-need-to-update.html' title='I know I need to update'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-4503292579132950845</id><published>2009-05-05T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:20:45.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#3 and last post for the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today (May 5Th) is also my big brother Ryan's 30Th Birthday! I know I have been giving him crap about being OLD, but it's only because I love him. And I know none of my siblings will be nice to me when it's my turn. However, Ryan is the best big brother. He truly was the "man" of the house growing up and he did a dang good job. My brother is always there when we need him and has always been the person to make us laugh when we are down. He's smart, sensitive (hello, he was around all girls), athletic, a fabulous singer, a loyal friend, a family man, hard worker, good listener, funny, a great dad and the best big brother I could have asked for. Happy Birthday Ry, I love you very much!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332468165942890274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SgC7i1cazyI/AAAAAAAAAM8/skXE6Ieo5ik/s320/Christmas2008032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, I have a special family and No we can't just smile)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-4503292579132950845?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/4503292579132950845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=4503292579132950845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/4503292579132950845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/4503292579132950845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-and-last-post-for-day.html' title='#3 and last post for the day'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SgC7i1cazyI/AAAAAAAAAM8/skXE6Ieo5ik/s72-c/Christmas2008032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-7588705967441051934</id><published>2009-05-05T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:08:43.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#2 post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SgC42soBlPI/AAAAAAAAAM0/4T8NHwCKXzk/s1600-h/pictures+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332465208638149874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SgC42soBlPI/AAAAAAAAAM0/4T8NHwCKXzk/s320/pictures+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SgC42QAV8LI/AAAAAAAAAMs/JxaIDDWrnuc/s1600-h/PDSCF0201_151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332465200955519154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SgC42QAV8LI/AAAAAAAAAMs/JxaIDDWrnuc/s320/PDSCF0201_151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been a busy past few days. David and I celebrated our 8Th anniversary yesterday (4Th). It is crazy to think that the time has gone by that fast. We also realized that I have been pregnant 4 out of 8. LOL! Poor guy. But I am truly blessed to have David as my husband. He has never let me down and he is always there for me for everything. He is my best friend and I love him very much. &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/4355270720575874689-7588705967441051934?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/7588705967441051934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=7588705967441051934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7588705967441051934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7588705967441051934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/05/2-post.html' title='#2 post'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SgC42soBlPI/AAAAAAAAAM0/4T8NHwCKXzk/s72-c/pictures+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-971997116243752278</id><published>2009-05-05T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T14:58:26.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a new Auntie!!!</title><content type='html'>Whitney finally had her baby! As soon as I download some pics I will post them. Everything went fabulous. Harley Lynn Summers was born on May 3rd (Whit's due date) after only 6 hours of labor. LUCKY girl. She weighed in at 8 lbs 2 oz and was 21 inches long. She is adorable! She does have a little dark hair but not as much as I thought she would've had. Brady was such a trooper through the whole thing and they are  both super proud and excited parents. Mom and baby are doing very well and she went home today (Tuesday).  I am so happy for my baby sister and I am so proud of her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-971997116243752278?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/971997116243752278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=971997116243752278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/971997116243752278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/971997116243752278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-new-auntie.html' title='I&apos;m a new Auntie!!!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-4991586665306406951</id><published>2009-04-16T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:14:01.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy mush brain or just a bad day?</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was interesting and I thought I'd share. I woke up and I was thinking of all the things I needed to accomplish for the day (like all mom's do). Wednesday's are my crazy day so I like to be organized. So we get the kids up and ready for school, my loving husband helped. Then to be nice he took Lilly to school for me. Well that was #1 on my list and since I didn't do it, I was off the rest of the day. LOL! It was time to take Luci to school and I had Andrew with me so I could go to the grocery store....Off we went. So I pulling into the parking lot and Luci says something to me, I look back and think OH CRAP I was supposed to take you to school. So I turn around and I start driving her to school. Then I realize half way there that she's supposed to take snack that day and it's at home sitting on my dish washer! So we drive home, get the snacks, take her to school (she was 5 min late), go to the grocery store, run that stuff home, take Andrew to speech, run to Target while he's there to get the rest of a bunko prize. I walk in the store and I completely space what I'm supposed to be looking for! Finally I remember. I get my stuff, check out, go get Andrew, pick up Luci, pick up Lilly, Go home, feed them, down for naps. Whooohoo! Then I pick up a little and try to enjoy my lunch/heartburn while watching American Idol. Then it dawns on me that I can't remember what I'd asked somebody to bring to Bunko so I start freaking out a little. I figured that one out thanks to text messaging. LOL! Then I'm getting ready for Bunko, Then I think to myself  Oh Crap I forgot to get forks and plates ( thankfully David was out and went to the store for me) sooo I'm walking out the door FINALLY and realize I'd forgotten the prizes, so I go and grab them, So I go walking out the door AGAIN and then realize I forgot the Bunko binder (kind of important) so I go grab that and then realize I've forgotten to make copies of the game sheet! I yi yi! So I made copies and was finally LEAVING! Once I got to Bunko it wasn't so bad. HAHAHA! Then I got home and let the dog out and promptly forgot about him for 30 minutes. Poor thing was Freezing by the time I remembered him and that was when he started barking at the back door. Needless to say I was more then happy to go to bed!!! I slept really good thankfully and so far today is much better. Thankfully there's only 9 more weeks of this. LOL! Have a Great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-4991586665306406951?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/4991586665306406951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=4991586665306406951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/4991586665306406951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/4991586665306406951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/04/pregnancy-mush-brain-or-just-bad-day.html' title='Pregnancy mush brain or just a bad day?'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-7351714668374577050</id><published>2009-04-16T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:37:12.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A fabulous web site</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.walldecorshops.com/groupwallies.html"&gt;http://www.walldecorshops.com/groupwallies.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site is so great! If you have a childs room or any room for that matter and you don't have time to stencil or spend forever painting, go to this website. They have TONS of wall decals that are like stickers. EXCEPT, when you are ready for a change or your child gets to old for a certain themed room, these things come right off and DON'T leave any sticky stuff on your walls. David's aunt has already odered some and put them on her girls walls. It honestly looks like she painted them on. I'm going to order some for the baby's room because they have some that will go PERFECT! So go take a lookskii. Just thought I'd share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-7351714668374577050?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/7351714668374577050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=7351714668374577050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7351714668374577050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7351714668374577050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/04/fabulous-web-site.html' title='A fabulous web site'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-2571900613277839231</id><published>2009-04-06T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:52:28.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's still a GIRL!!</title><content type='html'>So the ultrasound went well I guess. Even though the baby's legs were still crossed (she's modest), the lady got a lil better view and she said girl. So that was a relief. LOL! Other then that I was kind of frustrated. It was a new girl this time. She was very accurate and did all the measurements BUT she didn't tell us anything. Like my fluid looked okay, or she's smaller then her due date. NOTHING! On top of that, she didn't give us any pictures. Which duh I would've loved to have had. Back to good news though...the baby turned and in head down and completely curled around my belly, spine on the left, bum in my ribs and legs down the right. LOL! So I guess we just wait until Dr. Hall calls back and tells me about the ultrasound. I'm assuming everything looked okay but it still would've been nice to hear. O well such is life right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-2571900613277839231?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/2571900613277839231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=2571900613277839231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/2571900613277839231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/2571900613277839231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-still-girl.html' title='It&apos;s still a GIRL!!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-3070527163774284695</id><published>2009-04-03T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T21:14:14.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whooohooo!</title><content type='html'>So I went to the Dr. today. Everything was good. I gained some more weight which apparently has hidden somewhere between my face and my butt cheeks because my stomach isn't growing. LOL! I've now gained more weight with this child then all of the others yet I'm still measuring small. HELLO, what am I supposed to look like or measure at? AND in case they haven't noticed.....ALL OF MY KIDS ARE MIDGETS. Which is just fine with me. Anyway, I was super excited today because my iron went up finally. Last time it was 10.7 and this time it was 11.2, so NO shots for me. Whooohoooo!!!! The baby is really low and sideways, cooking like a rotisserie chicken between my GIANT hips. However she has a limb stuck up in my ribs, but Dr. Hall couldn't tell if it was a leg or an arm. I had to do that glucose test today. Okay, so I've NEVER had to drink "the drink". That crap is NASTY. And the fact that you have to drink it within 5 minutes is even worse. The trick isn't drinking it though, it's holding that stuff down and not throwing up all over. It's like drinking Fruit Punch Syrup. BARF!! But I passed the test, barely but I did. You had to be under 140 and I was 138. HAHAHAHA! Soooo, everything is great. I go in for my ultrasound on Monday to check the fluid and make sure my she baby hasn't sprouted a man part. Hopefully she will fully cooperate this time. We're on the downhill slide now. YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-3070527163774284695?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/3070527163774284695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=3070527163774284695' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3070527163774284695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3070527163774284695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/04/whooohooo.html' title='Whooohooo!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-3720639578935411133</id><published>2009-03-06T09:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:54:01.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be careful what you wish for.....</title><content type='html'>So here's just a little update on the pregnancy. I went to the Dr. today. Where I got to stand on the scale of death. I was thinking, seeings how I'd only gained 6 pounds this whole pregnancy that another 6 would be good. Ohhhh no!!! 12 pounds baby!!!! HAHAHAHA! In one month! Needless to say I'm going on rations now. Just kidding! I feel great though and I actually have a belly this time, NOT huge but it's there. I think my butt absorbed the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that, my blood pressure is great, the baby is measuring great and her heartbeat was 155 while kicking the nurses hand. LOL! My iron is still low, so I have to keep up on the pills and if it's not up by next month Doc said possible iron shots (which I've heard hurt like heck and make you sick). So I'm praying for a boost in the iron department. It's crazy to think I only have 3 months left. My due date is June 21st but Monica said I will have to be induced early which is just fine with me. =) I have to drink that nasty drink next time and I will get another ultrasound after that. Whoooohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all, nothing too exciting but hey we're on the backside of this pregnancy which feels awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-3720639578935411133?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/3720639578935411133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=3720639578935411133' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3720639578935411133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3720639578935411133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/03/be-careful-what-you-wish-for.html' title='Be careful what you wish for.....'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-1000986327499488801</id><published>2009-02-27T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T16:15:36.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY for California!</title><content type='html'>Whitney and I got here just fine all by ourselves. We had a really fun drive. It took a little longer than expected do to wayyyy too much road construction and an accident BUT all is well and we are here. We haven't been here a full day and it's been so much fun. I do miss my husband and kids but I am enjoying the break and getting to hang out with my mom and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had a lazy morning and mom made biscuits and gravy for us prego ladies. Then we went to lunch and walked around babies R us. Now we're just going to hang out at the house which is just fine by me. Ryan's going to BBQ tri tip tonight and we'll play a few games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so fun seeing my fatty Rowdy baby. He's so big now and smiles a lot. He a really happy baby. Tonight I'll get to see Konnorsaurous Rex. That kid is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, It's been great so far and I am sooooo happy I came down. Tomorrow is the shower for Wee and we'll go to church and have family time Sunday. It'll be a quick trip but SO worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll try to bring back some sunshine and warm weather because it is AWESOME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-1000986327499488801?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/1000986327499488801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=1000986327499488801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1000986327499488801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1000986327499488801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/02/yay-for-california.html' title='YAY for California!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-2259606446482478543</id><published>2009-02-24T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:38:14.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhhhh!</title><content type='html'>I'm going to go crazy before David gets home. I know this! "There coming to take me away hee haa hoho to the funny farm." Single parenting is NOT for me. I swear if David ever dies I'm following shortly after and farming out the kids. And if we ever got a divorce I'de give them to him. LOL! He's been gone since Sunday and they have been really good. But today. Oh no!!! Do you think we could last that one more day til dad gets home? NOPE! Andrew's been good but deffinately missing Daddy. The girls however I will sell! 2 for 1 even. LOL! They are driving me bonkers. I know I'm there mom, BUT you all know as well as I do that your own children can tick you off faster than anyone. They know just what buttons to push and when. That is how Lilly and Luci have been today. They're being soooo naughty the dog is staying away in fear of thier wrath. LOL! Grrrrrrr! thankfully it is wayyy past bedtime but guess who is about to get thier little butts spanked because THEY WON'T GO TO SLEEP!!!!!! Calgon take me away! I would love a padded room right about now. I'm sure the little white coats they have are pretty cozy. I wouldn't even put up a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love and adore my husband even more then I did on Saturday. He can't get home soon enough! I really do appreciate ALL he does for our family, especially helping out with things around the house and helping me stay sane. Having children is deffinately a team effort, when one parent needs a break the other steps in. How do single parents do this day after day, year after year? They should all get medals ( except the stupid lady in Cali, she should get mental help). I love you David, hurry home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.) Can anyone else hear California calling my name? Joni, Joni, Joni! There it is again. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-2259606446482478543?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/2259606446482478543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=2259606446482478543' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/2259606446482478543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/2259606446482478543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/02/ahhhhhhh.html' title='Ahhhhhhh!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-1775291103790580120</id><published>2009-02-22T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T19:12:52.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies, Babies, Babies!</title><content type='html'>So on top of Bee having my nephew Rowdy in November and My cousin having a baby Girl  in December along with my sister in law who had my other nephew Owen EVERYBODY is pregnant. It's like there's something in the water and everyone decides to get pregnant at the same time. This same thing happened when I was pregnant with Andrew. It's quite funny actually and at least they'll always have someone to play with. So now, obviously my littlest sister Whitney is due in May, Allison and I are due in June, Amanda is due in August (but I'm not supposed to say that because a certain family doesn't know, BUT they don't read my blog. LOL), then there is a friend of ours due June another in August and I'm sure there's more I just can't think of at the moment. LOL! So Ya, babies, babies, babies. It will be crazy and fun and exciting. Needless to say there will be lots of blankets to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Thursday Wee and I are driving to Bakersfield for her baby shower. And even though we are doing it in one day and it is a long drive. I DON'T CARE! I'm getting out of here with NO kids! Maybe I'll extend this long weekend into a month. LOL! It will be fun and I'm excited to see my family but mostly My fatty baby Rowdykins who is HUGE now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'd better go, I'm on single parent duty the next couple of days. HOW DID MY MOM DO THIS?!?!?!? XOXOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-1775291103790580120?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/1775291103790580120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=1775291103790580120' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1775291103790580120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1775291103790580120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/02/babies-babies-babies.html' title='Babies, Babies, Babies!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-49771832805750438</id><published>2009-02-14T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:25:16.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Luci story before bed</title><content type='html'>I had to share this quick story before I forget. Yesterday (the 13th) was my Grandpa's birthday (the one who past away this summer). So I was in the car with my kids and we were talking about him. I asked Luci if she thought Grandpa was having a Birthday party and she responded, "Duh mom with Heavenly Father and Jesus." Then they were asking me all kinds of questions, where's heaven, does Grandpa wear white like Jesus and Heavenly Father, How come Grandpa was in the bucket in his tempele clothes (the casket),Mom when are you going to die, Will you be sad, How old will we be? So then Luci says, "Mom in primary we learned that someday we will come back to life (she's 4 people), so when Heavenly Father wants you to come back to here, will he bring you back home or will he drop you off on the sidewalk and let you walk home?" I about lost it. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I said, "Well it won't be for a long time but I think he'll bring you back to people you know and love." Gotta love kids! And I'm glad they're learning something in Primary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-49771832805750438?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/49771832805750438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=49771832805750438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/49771832805750438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/49771832805750438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/02/luci-story-before-bed.html' title='A Luci story before bed'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-3236465493127520266</id><published>2009-02-14T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T13:12:40.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY for me, birthdays and Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>So I have some fabulous news! I had my iron checked about a month ago and it was down to 11.7 (so I started my slow release iron) then after I was having all these stupid cramps and having to stay down for 4 1/2 days I went and had it checked again. It was down to 10.5 (so obviously the other stuff wasn't working)!!!!! Which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lowwwwwwwwww&lt;/span&gt;! So the Dr. put me on really strong iron pills and guess what?! It was like crack for the baby. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! She is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;moving&lt;/span&gt; all over the place now and is finally sideways which is great AND on top of all of that NO MORE CRAMPS!!! Seriously!!! I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; excited. I haven't had any sine Wednesday morning. Who knew that lousy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' iron could do that to you? Not I! SO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;anywhooo&lt;/span&gt; I feel GREAT now and I have been able to resume all normal activities and hopefully that will be the end of this pregnancies problems. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as most of you now I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; hate having the whole combo Birthday/Valentines Day thing going on. I always felt kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jipped&lt;/span&gt; when I was younger. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; not by my mom but by others it just wasn't cool. BUT, I realise now that I am special because of it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!It's a pretty cool thing And on top of that I get some dang good gifts sometimes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! Yesterday I had some beautiful flowers delivered from David and the kids and Last night we went to Roadhouse, just me, David, Amanda and Nate and it was really nice. Toady I got cereal in bed (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;LOL, that was David's breakfast for me&lt;/span&gt;), Sarah brought me chocolates and balloons (which honestly I LOVE and they always make me smile)and my kids colored all kinds of pictures for me. BUT the most awesome gift ever was a combo between David, his parents and my parents. ...I got a New sewing machine!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; me!!! I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; excited about it. I have needed one badly and now I can finally finish all of my projects I've started but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; finished. Now to top that off I just may go get me some ice cream. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! I am having a fabulous day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentines Day to everyone! I hope you all get something special and you know how loved you really are! Hot dates are nice too! LOL! xoxoxoxox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-3236465493127520266?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/3236465493127520266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=3236465493127520266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3236465493127520266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3236465493127520266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/02/yay-for-me-birthdays-and-valentines-day.html' title='YAY for me, birthdays and Valentines Day!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-6171575892872945555</id><published>2009-02-10T08:20:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T08:40:48.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This week was supposed to be better....</title><content type='html'>So last week was crazy. Between being gone every night, Andrew drawing all over himself plus anything in sight and Luci cutting her hair I figured this week had to be better. But so far, nope it's not. I woke up Saturday around midnight with lower back pain and cramps in my lower stomach.  I tried to ignore it but it wouldn't go away. So I waited and told David the next morning. I didn't go to church and layed in bed all day. I drank lots of fluid, took Tylenol, a warm bath and just stayed low key. I knew what I was feeling was the same as it was when I started having problems with Andrew but I just kept lying to myself and saying it would go away. I put off calling the Dr. I didn't want to bug him on a Sunday unless it got worse. So I waited until Monday afternoon and when it still hadn't gone away I finally called. He told me I have an irritable uterus. Did you know there was such a thing? LOL! ANd that I probably am starting to have the same problems as I did with the last pregnancy BUT he can't give me anything for it until 25 weeks. I am only 21 1/2 weeks. Sooooo, I am not on bed rest BUT I am to take things very slow and stay down as much as I can over the next few days. If things don't get better then I go in and he;ll check me and figure out what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am annoyed, frustrated, miffed, depressed, scared among many other emotions. I figured I gave my body enough time in between pregnancies this time. I figured since this one is supposed to be a girl I wouldn't have any problems because I didn't with Lilly or Luci. I blame myself because David had said many times before we got pregnant that 3 was just fine but I pushed for the 4th and final. LOL! I do not want bed rest AT ALL! I know besides my sanity It's a hardship on everyone, especially our families. I have a trip at the end of this month with Whitney to take her for her baby shower in Bakersfield and a very wanted vacation with David and my parents in March to Vegas. I have my calling in Young Womens and all of my kids school/speech/dr.'s appts, it' doesn't slow down or just go away. I seriously can't wrap my brain around being down again especially during the pretty months of Spring when I can be outside with my kids planting flowers and running in the grass, getting Lilly ready for t ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owell, such is life right? You roll with the punches and deal with whatever is handed to you. I'll do what needs to be done but don't think for even a second that I won't be praying for this kid to straighten up and be nice to me. LOL! Sorry to vent again on here. I think it's more for me then anything just to voice what's going on in my head. LOL! Here's praying for my sanity. HAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-6171575892872945555?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/6171575892872945555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=6171575892872945555' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/6171575892872945555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/6171575892872945555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-week-was-supposed-to-be-better.html' title='This week was supposed to be better....'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-8280750680044564148</id><published>2009-02-06T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:36:30.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A hairy update</title><content type='html'>So, I settled down yesterday. LOL! David toook her to get it fixed which was probably a really good thing. The lady cut it and did a really good job. I just have to part it on one side to cover up the part that Luci chopped off. I was looking back in some pictures and seriously she just did this January 28th of last year. This better not be a yearly occurance. LOL! So today Lilly decided she wanted her hair chopped off. Like she did last time but shorter then Luci's. She told the lady exactly what she wanted. So here ya go....Haircuts for Lilly and Luci.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299829508156886706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SYzG26PTDrI/AAAAAAAAALc/nwVUUoJ0OFY/s320/363507699_1252181039_0%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was January of last year. Mullet Girl. No her sides were not pulled back. They were missing!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299829505726660290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SYzG2xL4vsI/AAAAAAAAALk/Z3aNIVjIUGs/s320/363506756_1252177527_0%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The after attempt to fix it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299829507533648226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SYzG236tMWI/AAAAAAAAALs/qnf15e8OE3A/s320/363506990_1252178406_0%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This year. Sorry i didn't get befores. But where her bangs are, if you lift them there is missing chunks.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299830826565599650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SYzIDpsbgaI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pLl75dH39xY/s320/Pics+that+need+sorted+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The back.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299830830505010258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SYzID4XqJFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/OZ1W-PrFbyA/s320/Pics+that+need+sorted+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is how much hair Lilly cut off. Bye bye ugly curly stuff. LOL!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299830835071143522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SYzIEJYTzmI/AAAAAAAAAME/GdHo_lixF5E/s320/Pics+that+need+sorted+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The front which isn't fixed.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299830843395130002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SYzIEoY5wpI/AAAAAAAAAMU/6jO9bfAoN-E/s320/Pics+that+need+sorted+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The back. She's quite proud of herself.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299830838676286386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SYzIEWz167I/AAAAAAAAAMM/nYN7leia6xM/s320/Pics+that+need+sorted+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-8280750680044564148?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/8280750680044564148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=8280750680044564148' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/8280750680044564148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/8280750680044564148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/02/hairy-update.html' title='A hairy update'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SYzG26PTDrI/AAAAAAAAALc/nwVUUoJ0OFY/s72-c/363507699_1252181039_0%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-3247427626740960233</id><published>2009-02-05T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T10:30:18.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking Fuming!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So I was down stairs all of this morning cleaning the girls room. Going through everything making DI pile and Once upon a child piles. organising it. Lo and behold while I am doing this Luci is going up and down the stairs. I thought nothing of it. So when I finished I went upstairs to get myself ready, I go into the bathroom and notice something in the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S FREAKIN' HAIR!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so pissed I didn't know whether to cry or scream. I called Lulu upstairs to assess the damage. Here's the thing..THIS IS THE 2ND TIME!!!!! She just did this almost a year ago and cut it so badly she gave herself a mullet. So I look and sure enough she has taken a few big chunks of hair from the front!!!! Grrrrrr I am so mad! I didn't even spank her in fear I beat the living doodoo out of her. I told her to get downstairs because I didn't want to see her or talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had it! We were going to take her to get a haircut on Saturday. But it's not waiting now. And I am so pissed I'm having them chop it all off! She can look like a damn boy for all I care. No bows because that's for girls with pretty long hair. Awwwwwwww! So, David came and got her and she is getting her hair cut as we speak. It better be short or I'll chop it off myself!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-3247427626740960233?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/3247427626740960233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=3247427626740960233' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3247427626740960233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3247427626740960233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/02/freaking-fuming.html' title='Freaking Fuming!!!!!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-8585094790924807025</id><published>2009-02-02T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T19:24:12.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's most likely a GIRL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;You're all probably wondering how it might be a girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Well our little one wouldn't open it's legs. Her legs were crossed from the knees down. "She" was being modest. However, the tech got some REALLY good butt shots and she said she'd guess a girl because there was absolutely no sign of boy parts and then said it looked like girl parts. So, no dingle berries unless they are extremely large and floating by "HIS" belly button or they are invisible. LOL! So she said she couldn't be 100%. BUT, that is also what they told us with Lilly. So we aren't concerned. We will also have a follow up appointment when I'm farther along so hopefully she'll show her goods that time. Other then that, everything was great, my fluid was good and she's just fine. Measuring a little small but HELLO it is our kid. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway, Andrew was right all along, it's a baby sister. Her name will be Lola and NO we will not be changing it. We've always liked it and David decided that's the girl name as soon as he found out I was pregnant again. The middle name is still up in the air. We're all very excited though, the kids even picked out a couple pink outfits today.  Lulu is a bit depressed though because she wanted a girl and a boy baby. HAHAHA! We'll keep you posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-8585094790924807025?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/8585094790924807025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=8585094790924807025' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/8585094790924807025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/8585094790924807025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-most-likely-girl.html' title='It&apos;s most likely a GIRL!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-5589006768851243139</id><published>2009-01-30T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:05:32.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately....</title><content type='html'>So not much has been going on lately. I guess as most of you can tell....IT SNOWED! I didn't think it was ever going to stop for a while there. But I will have you know David and I went out like good sports and played in it with the kids. David built a giant snowman with his mom and I helped Luci build a tiny one (which promptly got destroyed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew's doing good at speech. Sometimes it seems like he's saying a awful lot, but then I have to remember I'm his mom and only I can tell what he's saying half the time. I think that is a lot of his frustration in nursery and with big groups of people. They can't understand him and he gets frustrated and shuts down. BUT, he is improving slowly but surely. The other day he said, "tanks mom." Which is the first time he said those 2 words together. I know it's a huge blessing to be able to get him the help he needs. And Lisa his therapist is so awesome with him. Hopefully within the year we'll have him mostly caught up to where he needs to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilly's doing really well in school. She's doing awesome reading. It's amazing to me that they learn so quickly. Now she finds my lists and starts reading them! I guess I'll have to make sure to hide birthday and Christmas lists now. LOL! She's a little frustrated with her asthma right now. She doesn't understand (well she does) why she can't go outside for recess when it's under 25* outside. So she helps the teacher in the classroom or plays in the classroom. I do feel bad for her BUT I'd rather her not end up in the hospital. And seriously who in the crap wants their kid to go play outside when it's that cold?! I don't even want to be out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulu's hit the terrible 4's. She's smarter then all of us and we're "SO MEAN TO KIDS." LOL! We've seriously been at our wits end with her lately. But then she turns around and says "I love You" or "Can I cuddle with you?" And those times are precious. She's growing up way too fast. She always has been a little hard headed and independent so I'm sure the years ahead will be oh so much fun. LOL! She's a good little turd though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby's growing quickly. It seems like over night my stomach popped out. We find out on Monday what she/he is. I haven't had any ultrasounds with this one so I'm pretty excited. People ask what we want and honestly we'd be happy with whatever. It was a surprise so whatever it is will be fun to have around. It's a very active little booger though. I'm trying to enjoy all these small moments seeings how this will be our last. I do really love being pregnant though. I guess I was blessed with good pregnancies. I'm still crossing my fingers, toes, legs and arms that there won't be any bed rest this time. I feel awesome though. It's still weird to think we're having a summer baby. I keep thinking man September is a long ways away. And then I think oh wait I only have to go to June this time. LOL! What do you do with a summer baby? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life is good and we are blessed. I don't know what our world would be like without kids. You definitely don't know what you are missing until you have them around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-5589006768851243139?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/5589006768851243139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=5589006768851243139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/5589006768851243139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/5589006768851243139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/01/lately.html' title='Lately....'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-3658576667480602858</id><published>2009-01-21T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T16:45:00.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It must be getting ready to snow!</title><content type='html'>I can feel it in my bones! I know you all probably think it's just my crazy pregnancy hormones but I'm telling you, IT'S GOING TO SNOW and SOON. My nose is all stuffy again and I can't seem to get warm. No I'm not sick because other then those 2 things I feel GREAT. The other day the lady at the grocery store said, "Oh look it's 5:30p and the suns still out. I guess that means we won't get any more snow and we'll get an early spring." I just laughed. I said , "not to be rude but we thankfully missed all the snow while we we're gone in California and I think my luck is running out shortly. " LOL!(She knows who we are because we're in that store so much, sad I know.) but with all seriousness, although I DO HATE and I mean HATE the snow, I'd miss David being around if there was an early Spring (although that does mean money). And I know that we desperately need more moisture. So, I will suck it up (as long as my kids don't get sick) and I will embrace the snow. Bring it on! My kids will love actually getting to play in it, I will get to enjoy my husband for that much longer and the land will receive the moisture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Let it snow, Let it snow, Let it snow!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm sooooo stocking up on Hot chocolate and Apple Cider. LoL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-3658576667480602858?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/3658576667480602858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=3658576667480602858' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3658576667480602858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3658576667480602858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-must-be-getting-ready-to-snow.html' title='It must be getting ready to snow!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-7420136395244005627</id><published>2009-01-13T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:27:11.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my "big" brother Ryan, he's the best and just as "special" as the rest of us. LOL! I love him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290831040020669794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SWzOzIMK5WI/AAAAAAAAALU/lfAQ0M2xhbw/s320/Christmas2008032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is my "little" step brother Ryan who's at the MTC. He's going to be serving in the Colorado, Denver North mission. WHich is really Colorado, Wyoming and Nebraska. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290831037055036626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SWzOy9JG7NI/AAAAAAAAALM/1jJ8Qmtl1MM/s320/Elder+Phelps+11209.jpg" border="0" /&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/4355270720575874689-7420136395244005627?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/7420136395244005627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=7420136395244005627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7420136395244005627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7420136395244005627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-forgot.html' title='I forgot...'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SWzOzIMK5WI/AAAAAAAAALU/lfAQ0M2xhbw/s72-c/Christmas2008032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-1403045254168030087</id><published>2009-01-12T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:34:00.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our trip Dec 08-Jan 09</title><content type='html'>Just some pics from our trip. It was great but boy is it nice to be home. We went to Bakersfield first and got to meet baby Rowdy, then to Oceanside for a while, Sea World, San Luis Obispo (Farmers market), Then back to Bakersfield for a family Christmas party, Rowdy's baby blessing, Christmas and Ryans mission farewell and we got to see him off to the MTC in Provo which was a neat experience. The whole trip was busy but great and I'm glad we didn't miss any of the special events. Anyway, here are some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new nephew Rowdy, he is a good baby.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290614473699605986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SWwJ1TxnveI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-SQns5KH1rA/s320/cali+2008+247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The view from our Condo, we were a block away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290614471279012898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SWwJ1KwgbCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/O3gk6YOGKfk/s320/cali+2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Shamu duh, but the kids loved it and the adults were just as excited. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290613505166683202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SWwI87tYLEI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/B7A6GnXUKwQ/s320/cali+2008+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konnor Bear, the coolest nephew ever. I LOVE this kid! We should have a bumper sticker that says, " my nephew can beat up your nephew" LOL!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290614481147264322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SWwJ1vhR_UI/AAAAAAAAAKo/r6t840o53UM/s320/cali+2008+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our family walking on the beach in Morro Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290613495279609314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SWwI8W4HZeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/cKxfbE7HoXA/s320/cali+2008+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Who says sisters have to grow up and be normal? HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290613447066852274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SWwI5jRTG7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Uy56Zn4jYf8/s320/cali+2008+192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt Marjie, Grandma Kanady, Aunt Judi and mi Madre at the Family party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290613455016835330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SWwI6A4uOQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/tcJ2O6vGdok/s320/cali+2008+189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The kids on Christmas Eve. Getting so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290613443327385346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SWwI5VVvXwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GNvMAI2T0zg/s320/cali+2008+205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-1403045254168030087?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/1403045254168030087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=1403045254168030087' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1403045254168030087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1403045254168030087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-trip-dec-08-jan-09.html' title='Our trip Dec 08-Jan 09'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SWwJ1TxnveI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-SQns5KH1rA/s72-c/cali+2008+247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-8439229978381675634</id><published>2008-11-28T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T14:02:09.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Finally Here!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/STBpw0Nli7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/0Yly3GL2szk/s1600-h/338194736_1159524396_0[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273831451021118386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/STBpw0Nli7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/0Yly3GL2szk/s320/338194736_1159524396_0%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brandi "Bee" finally had her baby. He was born November 26th (the day before Thanksgiving). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rowdy Gunner Pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was a whoppin, 9 lbs 10 oz and 20 inches. Short and fat. And he is soooooo adorable. Bee had some scary moments but she and the baby are just fine and they went home the next day. Bee did awesome for this being her first baby and the fact that he was deffinately cooked long enough. Don't worry they got Thanksgiving dinner and NOT hospital food. LOL! I can't wait to get down there to squish him. YAY!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273831453425357682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/STBpw9KzU3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/p6dmyjzODWE/s320/338196050_1159529227_0%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the family baby boy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-8439229978381675634?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/8439229978381675634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=8439229978381675634' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/8439229978381675634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/8439229978381675634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/11/hes-finally-here.html' title='He&apos;s Finally Here!!!!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/STBpw0Nli7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/0Yly3GL2szk/s72-c/338194736_1159524396_0%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-1303776058030723424</id><published>2008-11-25T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:26:13.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st appointment</title><content type='html'>So, I went to my 1st Dr's appointment yesterday. Everything checked out good. Some how, it never fails that I always plan a baby appointment and I get there and they say, "oh you're due for your yearly." Could they not warn me before? Geez you have to mentally prepare yourself to get violated. LOL! All I have to say was that it's a good thing I decided to shave my legs and armpits that day. HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he moved my due date one day. So I am due June 21st. I am 10 weeks 3 days along. June seems like forever away but it will go by very fast. I heard the baby's heartbeat, it was really fast. Dr. Hall answered all of my questions about the surgery and medicine I took and everything else. We'll find out what it is around 20 weeks, so the beginning of February. I was a bit depressed and don't laugh but I DIDN'T gain 1 pound! I know it's stupid. BUT, I can't fit in my normal pants, my boobs are getting bigger, I eat non stop and I have a pooch. I can't justify not fitting in my pants if I havn't gained a pound. LOL! The nurse said not to worry I'll gain enough later. Riiiiigggghhhhhttt! I'll be having another midget and everyone knows that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy though, everythings on track with baby, the girls new room is almost done, Thanksgiving is a few days away, and Bee is supposed to be induced today. So I will soon have a baby Rowdy post. YAY!!! Love to all this Holiday Season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-1303776058030723424?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/1303776058030723424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=1303776058030723424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1303776058030723424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1303776058030723424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/11/1st-appointment.html' title='1st appointment'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-3506245375169591375</id><published>2008-11-17T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:35:32.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged again!</title><content type='html'>List 5 things you have always wanted, but havn't recieved yet. Be honest! Then tag 3 people. It's okay to be greedy ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've secretly always wanted twins. I guess I have a death wish or something. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to go on an African Safari with David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to be completely out of debt. (House and all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I want to finish school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I want to inherit some money from somewhere since we don't play the lottery. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Erin, Kim and Cheryl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-3506245375169591375?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/3506245375169591375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=3506245375169591375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3506245375169591375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3506245375169591375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-again.html' title='Tagged again!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-7816682707888342480</id><published>2008-11-17T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:27:16.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is how it works, List 7 weird/random things about yourself and then TAG 7 others ( you are listed at the end)!Here goes 7 weird/random facts about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It drives me insane when kids are acting up and parents keep saying, "if you do that one more time, I'll spank you." And they say it 5x. I want to spank the child long before that! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love pickle and mustard sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I would love to go skydiving someday, but bunjie jumping is out of the question. (Don't ask)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate bad hygiene! Honestly, how long does it take to take a shower, put some deoderant on and brush your teeth? NAsty, Nasty, Nasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If I get horrible service at a restraunt, I will leave a penny or nothing. LOL! Don't screw with me people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love to text, HATE talking on the phone, unless it's my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have a hairy birthmark on the back of my ear. HAHAHAHA! And I snagged it for the very first time the other day with my straightener. Waaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I tag Cheryl, Amanda, Allison, Julie, Becca, Kortney and Amber.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-7816682707888342480?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/7816682707888342480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=7816682707888342480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7816682707888342480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7816682707888342480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-is-how-it-works-list-7-weirdrandom.html' title=''/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-2852796247475881160</id><published>2008-11-05T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:22:45.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu Shots</title><content type='html'>David and I decided to take all 3 kids to get their flu shots today. Here's how it went. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew went first, he cried for a couple seconds and he was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Lilly went, Ummmm, David had to LAY across her chest to hold her down. The nurse who is taller and a little bigger then me had to lay across her legs to pin her down she was squirming so bad. Then she screamed bloody murder so loud I'm surprised the whole office didn't hear her. She probably scared every poor child in that office into thinking something HORRIBLE was going on behind the door. LOL! She honestly screamed as if we were amputating her leg with no drugs. NO JOKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Lulu went, and by the way she had to have 3 shots. Anyway, david barely held her down she cried for a quick second, and then said it wasn't as bad as she thought it was going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, were leaving and Lilly won't bend her leg, like there's a rod in it. That girl is such a drama queen. Then we were going across the parking lot and Luci was walking just a little funny, I said, "Lulu why are you walking funny?" Her reply, "I just farted." HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we get in the car and were all going to Dairy Queen for Ice cream, because we all know that it makes everything better. This was the conversation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lilly (still whining), "This is the worst day of my life! Mom, you're so mean why did you make us get our flu shots today? Why couldn't you do it tomorrow?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Me, "What difference would it have made Lilly, you would have acted the same way tomorrow. Now it's done, QUIT boobing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Luci, " Mom, I don't think Heavenly Father is very happy with you, he doesn't like you because you made us get flu shots."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Me, " Well Luci I think he's very happy because now you won't get sick and besides Heavenly Father told me to do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got the dirtiest look ever! LOL! I don't think she'll be praying for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-2852796247475881160?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/2852796247475881160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=2852796247475881160' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/2852796247475881160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/2852796247475881160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/11/flu-shots.html' title='Flu Shots'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-6199932503553783278</id><published>2008-10-31T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:59:34.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon To a Theater near you! LOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Feature Presentation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"4th and Final"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due out -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;June 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;STARING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263392905384494018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SQtT9fbBA8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/gXufIhu4yR8/s320/f33fadbd-7a03-11dd-89fb-00151722d2d8w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lilly Irene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263392915734719858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SQtT-F-s7XI/AAAAAAAAAJA/MiHb1cwvSgk/s320/e243d60a-706f-11dd-82b2-00151722d2d8w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucille Ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263392925732788210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SQtT-rObV_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/HH59ZSTKfwI/s320/503f5707-6fa8-11dd-bd5a-001111393b53w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Big Brother Andrew Kay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-6199932503553783278?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/6199932503553783278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=6199932503553783278' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/6199932503553783278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/6199932503553783278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/10/coming-soon-to-theater-near-you-lol.html' title='Coming Soon To a Theater near you! LOL!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SQtT9fbBA8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/gXufIhu4yR8/s72-c/f33fadbd-7a03-11dd-89fb-00151722d2d8w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-5624304119018948001</id><published>2008-10-31T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:36:26.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five, 5, Cinco!</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged! Thanks Kim. So you go to your 5th folder, then to your 5th picture and post it, then tag 5 people. Simple!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263387524799562146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SQtPETLmgaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lkUhOAzLXHY/s320/FAMILY+REUNION+227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken this summer at my family reunion. It's a picture of my Grandma and her siblings. Tom is on the left, then my Grandma (Betty), Marilyn, Deda's in back, Jean and Bill. Bob &amp;amp; Bud couldn't make it and Linda was in Japan again. My Grandma is 1 of 12 children. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tag Erin, Amanda, Rebecca, Cheryl and Allison (if her computer's back up)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-5624304119018948001?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/5624304119018948001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=5624304119018948001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/5624304119018948001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/5624304119018948001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/10/five-5-cinco.html' title='Five, 5, Cinco!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SQtPETLmgaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lkUhOAzLXHY/s72-c/FAMILY+REUNION+227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-1170140456242836846</id><published>2008-10-20T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T15:20:23.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luci</title><content type='html'>Oh my Luci! So for the primary program she has a part that goes like this, "My name is Luci and I am special because___________." This was our daughters answer, "My name is Luci and I am special because I like basketti." Ummmmm hello?! So needless to say we're trying to get her to say something different on Sunday at the microphone. HAHAHAHAHA! Gotta love that kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-1170140456242836846?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/1170140456242836846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=1170140456242836846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1170140456242836846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1170140456242836846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/10/luci.html' title='Luci'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-5515735817120300760</id><published>2008-10-20T14:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T14:15:29.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just an update .....</title><content type='html'>I guess it's been a while since I've been on here. A lot has been going on in our world. First Whitney is pregnant and due in May. We're reallllllllly excited for them. Yes it was fast but out of all of us kids, she's the one who's most ready. She'll be an awesome mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandi is due next month. I am wayyyy excited to go down for the birth. Her humungous baby is already bigger then all of mine at birth and she still has a month to go. LOL! They're planning on naming him Rowdy. You'd have to know my sister and her husband to understand thier name choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Womens is going really well. I absolutely love my calling. It helps that all of my girls are awesome. I keep waiting for paybacks in there, due to me being a hellion when I was in YW. But so far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David's business is slowing down enough that he is taking Mondays off now. It's really nice having him around again. I'm sure in March I'll be begging him to go back to work. LOL! But I do enjoy the extra help and being able to spend quality time with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are both enjoying school. They're finally growing out of nap time (which I HATE) but then again that meens early bed time. Whoooohooo! I think they are starting to get just as antsy as I am to go to California for Christmas. However they are excited about Halloween this year. They've been bust practicing for the Primary program that will be this Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew started speech therapy last week. He goes twice a week and he's learning sign language. I know that might seem silly but it is helping a ton! He can actually let us know what he wants now and he's picking up on it very fast. I'm feeling like we're finally getting the help he needed and that we'll finally be able to really communicate with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it for now, I'm sure there's more. Sorry this was kind of long. I guess I had been slacking a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-5515735817120300760?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/5515735817120300760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=5515735817120300760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/5515735817120300760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/5515735817120300760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-update.html' title='Just an update .....'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-6126492818601873880</id><published>2008-09-28T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:16:01.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery!!!! What!!!?????</title><content type='html'>So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;here's&lt;/span&gt; a way late post, but o well. Better late then never right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; I went to Dr. Hall for a "talk" and that ended up being the result of him saying "okay, surgery Monday". Yes, as in 2 days later. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! It was an out patient surgery. It's a really common &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;procedure&lt;/span&gt; called a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;laperoscopy&lt;/span&gt;. They go in through your belly button, another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;incision&lt;/span&gt; down lower and then they go where NOBODY should be allowed EVER again. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! Needless to say, it was NOT fun. It sucked and I am VERY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; I've never had to have a c section. I couldn't stand up straight until Wednesday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;! But anyway it is done now and I am almost fully recovered. I've got energy again and I'm off the drugs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! He removed what he needed to and I actually feel great where I've always had pain. My bellybutton is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;soooooorrrreee&lt;/span&gt; though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had awesome friends and family help out this last week and I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;soooooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to all of you that pitched in. I didn't think I would've needed the help or the meals BUT boy was I wrong. So thank you, thank you, thank you! I guess as moms we never know when to to just quit and give in with help right? I know all of you were busy with your own lives, so to take a little time to help us out was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for everything,&lt;br /&gt; Joni&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-6126492818601873880?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/6126492818601873880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=6126492818601873880' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/6126492818601873880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/6126492818601873880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/09/surgery-what.html' title='Surgery!!!! What!!!?????'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-1445729145658109936</id><published>2008-09-19T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:09:57.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lOVE aNDREW,</title><content type='html'>mzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.x, sdfhfrdreed mcxm xcmcfhvhctyeyyufcijj3w3e4rrrnjedsxksdexkjjjcv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bhc hb vchhhhhgjcj,ncxm  ncxbnjcv bnxcnxcnmxckmzxkmzkzxjncb cv nb cv nmxc b  xccnxzmxn hghdjejenjddnjsaj l&lt;br /&gt;zkm Z&lt;br /&gt;                             ,M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-1445729145658109936?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/1445729145658109936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=1445729145658109936' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1445729145658109936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1445729145658109936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-andrew.html' title='lOVE aNDREW,'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-8453637689073031021</id><published>2008-09-13T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:28:14.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew's 2!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMw-dHIZ-ZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/K8UW2gE25z8/s1600-h/c2688dfb-6fad-11dd-82b2-00151722d2d8w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245636335831218578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMw-dHIZ-ZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/K8UW2gE25z8/s320/c2688dfb-6fad-11dd-82b2-00151722d2d8w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMw-dDnCw3I/AAAAAAAAAIo/jxRaeiG4tFo/s1600-h/c15fd084-6fad-11dd-82b2-00151722d2d8w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245636334885978994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMw-dDnCw3I/AAAAAAAAAIo/jxRaeiG4tFo/s320/c15fd084-6fad-11dd-82b2-00151722d2d8w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe our baby boy is 2! I know he's still small but he's so big to us. LOL! He is an absolute joy and it has been soooo much fun having a boy. He hates having his pictures taken. The lady kept touching him which made is worse. So the only thing that saved us was Luci having a bag of chips. The lady taking taking the pictures started laughing and said, "well I can honsetly say I've never taken a picture with chips, but there's a first time for eveything." here's a few of them.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMw9pRm5geI/AAAAAAAAAIA/hrvBVokvrkI/s1600-h/503f5707-6fa8-11dd-bd5a-001111393b53w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245635445290271202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMw9pRm5geI/AAAAAAAAAIA/hrvBVokvrkI/s320/503f5707-6fa8-11dd-bd5a-001111393b53w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMw9pU4MJLI/AAAAAAAAAII/1aP0UnUq9Qo/s1600-h/c1cd8677-6fad-11dd-82b2-00151722d2d8w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245635446168102066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMw9pU4MJLI/AAAAAAAAAII/1aP0UnUq9Qo/s320/c1cd8677-6fad-11dd-82b2-00151722d2d8w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMw9psJa_JI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/BeFi01uDsxI/s1600-h/c033857d-6fad-11dd-82b2-00151722d2d8w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245635452414393490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMw9psJa_JI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/BeFi01uDsxI/s320/c033857d-6fad-11dd-82b2-00151722d2d8w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMw9polqsdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uoz77DRX2Ow/s1600-h/c13760f3-6fad-11dd-82b2-00151722d2d8w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245635451459121618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMw9polqsdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uoz77DRX2Ow/s320/c13760f3-6fad-11dd-82b2-00151722d2d8w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4355270720575874689-8453637689073031021?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/8453637689073031021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=8453637689073031021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/8453637689073031021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/8453637689073031021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/09/andrews-2.html' title='Andrew&apos;s 2!!!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMw-dHIZ-ZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/K8UW2gE25z8/s72-c/c2688dfb-6fad-11dd-82b2-00151722d2d8w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-6899749312768095070</id><published>2008-09-09T21:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:33:54.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more thing for the day. LOL!</title><content type='html'>So Lilly got an ear infection this last week. Normally parents are kind of whatever when thier kid complains about thier ear. BUT!!! Here's the thing. I know that as soon as Lilly complains about her ear...........it's infected. This kid has the most horrible ears! NO JOKE!! She's had 2 sets of tubes and patches put in her ears. They keep saying she'll grow out of it and I'm....well.......still waiting. Sooooo I had to take her to the ER last week because well you know the best time to complain to your mom is AFTER 8pm when community care is closed. LOL! And sure enough it was a bad infection in one ear. So today I took her into her ear Dr. and he took one look and said "yup she has fluid in one ear and the other is becoming infected." So guess what I get to do on Thursday? As in 2 days!! We get to take her into the hospital AGAIN for a 3RD set of tubes! Isn't that so exciting. I swear the hospital should know us by name now. LOL! It's really not a big deal. She'll be back to school on Friday if she feels up to it. Lilly's not mad that she has to have surgery and be put to sleep, Shoooot she's excited about adding another stuffed bear to her collection and getting a popsicle when she wakes up. She's mad because she has to miss 1 day of school. LOL! Geeeez I just hope she keeps that attitude up for say another 15+ years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-6899749312768095070?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/6899749312768095070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=6899749312768095070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/6899749312768095070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/6899749312768095070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-more-thing-for-day-lol.html' title='One more thing for the day. LOL!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-235736194187713287</id><published>2008-09-09T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:13:19.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New pictures!!</title><content type='html'>So I finally had the yearly birthday pictures done. I do have Andrews I promise. BUT Pennys was stupid and forgot to email them to me twice. Soooo When i get them I will post them.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMdI0N8yTlI/AAAAAAAAAHw/nE2LThfLA6U/s1600-h/f2967568-7a03-11dd-89fb-00151722d2d8w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244240353031245394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMdI0N8yTlI/AAAAAAAAAHw/nE2LThfLA6U/s320/f2967568-7a03-11dd-89fb-00151722d2d8w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lilly Irene Vest will be 6, October 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMdI0UwNdNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vE5CLCcNHSM/s1600-h/e243d60a-706f-11dd-82b2-00151722d2d8w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244240354857546962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMdI0UwNdNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vE5CLCcNHSM/s320/e243d60a-706f-11dd-82b2-00151722d2d8w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucille Ann Vest turned 4, September 1st.&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/4355270720575874689-235736194187713287?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/235736194187713287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=235736194187713287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/235736194187713287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/235736194187713287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-pictures.html' title='New pictures!!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SMdI0N8yTlI/AAAAAAAAAHw/nE2LThfLA6U/s72-c/f2967568-7a03-11dd-89fb-00151722d2d8w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-5013885626758512125</id><published>2008-09-09T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:12:08.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one!!!</title><content type='html'>1. Did you date someone from your school? Yes, Actually dated dated. A guy name Josh (loser) for a year, Scott for 3 months (loser) and A guy named Ryan for 2 years (my husband baptised him) and A guy named Wes (my very good friend) for a week. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What kind of car did you drive? I didn't drive. I hitched rides  and walked. I was affraid to drive. my mom MADE me get my license when I graduated.  I was in 3 accidents while in High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the most embarrassing moment of HS? We toilet papered this nerds house. We went back like an hour later and it ws cleaned up so we decided to do it again. Well his dad was hiding in the bushes. We we caught, he called the cops, the house had been hit 3 times in 1 hour! And so I got to ride in the back of a cop car. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Were you a party animal? Yes I was, but only with a certain group of older people. They weren't the "white trash" parties. I grew out of them my jr. year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Were you considered a flirt? I don't know?! I would say no, but others might say yes. I tried to be nice to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir? I was in Band and drama for 3 years. I played the flute and drums/timpany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Were you a nerd? ummmm no! I'd say rebel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Were you on any varsity teams? Varsity ditcher. HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Did you get suspended/expelled? I got in school suspesion several times, for not going to Saturday work, for ditching/yelling at a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Can you still sing the fight song? I can't remeber my high school song but I remember parts of middle school. LOL! I can hum the high school song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who were your favorite teachers? Mr. Lake (band), Ms. Brundage (English) and Mr. Lunsford (government)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did you sit during lunch? Over by the gym, if I was sitting. I mingled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. School mascot? Stars!!!! "twink" was his name. Our school was North High. So the North Stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Did you go to homecoming, and with who? Every year! I was in the band 3 years so we had field show duty. I was usually with friends/boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could go back and do it again, would you? Yes and No. I hated the everyday stupid drama of girls. Which is why I hung out with the guys. But I would have stayed on the swim and softball teams. And I would tried a little harder on the grades. NO BOYFRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you remember most about graduation? Having a BBQ/swim party at my gma and gpas. getting ready with my best friend. Praying I wouldn't eat it walking across the stadium ( I had around 400 kids in my class at least). Sneaking in beach balls and pissing off the teachers. I remember everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where did you go senior skip day? I had a teacher say that if we showed up to class, she'd fail us for kissing her butt. LOL! I went golfing with some guys and then we went swimming and hung out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Were you in any clubs? Heck no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you gained some weight since then? Yes and then lost it all. Then gained it. We'll just say I'm a LOT healthier now then I was in High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who was your prom date? 11th- Wes Andrews, 12th, I didn't go so Wes brought the prom to me. He was an awesome guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Are you planning on going to your 10 year reunion? Yup I am! I just hope we have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Looking back, what advice would you give yourself? Pay attention in your math class! Get a lttle more invovled in scool activities. Stick with sports! Don't have a steady boyfriend. Listen to your mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-5013885626758512125?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/5013885626758512125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=5013885626758512125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/5013885626758512125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/5013885626758512125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-one.html' title='Another one!!!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-4162636331108802123</id><published>2008-09-04T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:30:35.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks Allison. This is my first one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: list 3 joys, 3 fears, 3 current goals, 3 current obsessions, and 3 random facts about your self. Then tag at least 5 people at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joys&lt;br /&gt;1 - My WHOLE family&lt;br /&gt;2 - throwing parties/ get togethers&lt;br /&gt;3 - traveling (the beach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fears&lt;br /&gt;1 - dying too young. Don't ask! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;2 - Spiders&lt;br /&gt;3 - Not accomplishing my goals soon enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals&lt;br /&gt;1 - Writing a childrens book &amp;amp; having Brandi ilistrate it.&lt;br /&gt;2 - Graduating with a nursing degree (L&amp;amp;D or NICU)&lt;br /&gt;3 - Open a bed and breakfast or bakery with my mom and sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsessions&lt;br /&gt;1 - cooking&lt;br /&gt;2 - planning everything myself...( if you want it done right, do it yourself) LOL!&lt;br /&gt;3 - Chocolate!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Facts&lt;br /&gt;1 - I have a heart shaped birth mark by my belly button and a hairy one on my ear. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;2 - I was in Jr. theater when I was little and loved it!&lt;br /&gt;3 - I can belch REALLY loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag - Jlie Loftus, Amanda Dipo, Becca Vest, Kim Houk and Erin Bingham&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-4162636331108802123?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/4162636331108802123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=4162636331108802123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/4162636331108802123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/4162636331108802123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanks-allison.html' title=''/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-7752120460192009413</id><published>2008-09-02T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:30:09.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRFDAYS!</title><content type='html'>Sooooo, last Thursday we had a surprise party for David. His birthday was August 31st (He turned 30 &amp;amp; we celebrated early), Lucille turned 4 on September 1st, And my baby "Bubba" Andrew Kay turned 2 today September 2nd. Soooo, Yup we've been having FUN! Here's a few pics. By the way Thank you to everybody that came to Davids shin dig. It was so nice to see ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241661496555393730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SL4fXA8G0sI/AAAAAAAAAG4/gAJlKGcLPSg/s320/2008+birthdays+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davids Cake! And yes I did put 30 black candles around it. Muahahahaha! This cake was white but I made hime his "real" one on Monday. Spice cake with homemade maple frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241661504700167538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SL4fXfR-NXI/AAAAAAAAAHA/d1Y0VhYAsuo/s320/2008+birthdays+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband. LOL! I had to give him a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241661510390341442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SL4fX0enX0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/51cXzDG_rQc/s320/2008+birthdays+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby! He's 2 already. And HATES the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241661515815688194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SL4fYIsHmAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/8hx-_YOpkuA/s320/2008+birthdays+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lucille, Lulu, Magooloo. She's 4 and ready for pre school. She wanted a sprinkle cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241661520924454946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SL4fYbuJMCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/LY7s0f4EXdc/s320/2008+birthdays+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted a chocolate cake! He's deffinatley mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-7752120460192009413?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/7752120460192009413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=7752120460192009413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7752120460192009413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7752120460192009413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/09/birfdays.html' title='BIRFDAYS!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SL4fXA8G0sI/AAAAAAAAAG4/gAJlKGcLPSg/s72-c/2008+birthdays+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-1070797883169977881</id><published>2008-09-02T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:11:52.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the saga continues....</title><content type='html'>Soooooo. If you read the last entry you would know how wonderful I have been feeling. LOL! And it continues. Let me fill you in. So I was on all this medication (that didn't do anything). We went 4 wheeling on Saturday (TONS of FUN!). That night I couldn't breathe. It was to the point that David gave me a phynigrin (a drug that completely knocks you out). It didn't Work! People, Motrin 800 knocks me out. LOL! But I kept waking up and my head felt like it was going to explode. So Sunday morning I went over to Community Crae AGAIN! A different PA saw me and was Sooooooo nice. She said I had a REALLLLLY bad sinus infection and that my ear was so infected it was about to rupture. Cool Huh? That is so my idea of a good time. HAHAHA! So they gave me a shot in my hip of Rosefin. Let me tell you...Holy CRAP did that hurt worse then child birth! The nurse litterally stuck my in the hip and hit a nerve! So a giant pain went up my spine and down my leg. The only thing I could relate the feeling to would be a bad epidural. NO JOKE! I was about to cry when she finished and this (bless his heart) HUGE Black male nurse asked if I was okay. I said I was feeling a lil queezy and dizzy. So he laid me down and got me water. I had to wait 15 in case of an allergic reaction (that would have been more pleasant I think). So for the rest of the day I slept, could barely walk (no joke) and broke fevers. Sweet huh? But the Dr. was right and the next day I was feeling sooooo much better. I could at least breathe through my nose. LOL! So what about all of those meds the first quack gave me? Yup in the garbage. Now I had the shot, I'm on an antibiotic, a steroid, pills for my blisters, allergy medicine and drops for my eye. I think I have a pharmecy now. YAY! JK. And after all that....my blisters are worse so no pic. I know I know the last one was just so pretty, riggght?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-1070797883169977881?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/1070797883169977881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=1070797883169977881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1070797883169977881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1070797883169977881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-saga-continues.html' title='And the saga continues....'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-5877176582749142386</id><published>2008-08-25T20:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:25:42.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Joni HATES Idaho.........Beware!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sooooo...Every flippen year around the same time (Harvest) There is a lady named Joni who gets horribly sick. Not just a little sniffle, Ohhhhhh no why would it be that nice. We're talking full fledge massive allergies. Now a little history about Joni. She grew up in Bakersfield Which by the way has like the 3rd worst air quality in all of california and probibly the US! There was smog, orange groves, Apple orcherds, cotton fields, lots of dust, you get the picture. But Joni was happy because she had NO allergies or breathing problems. Then for some retarded reason she decided to give Idaho a try when she got married. Joni didn't know about anything called "Harvest." So the first year she had a little sniffle, and a "cold sore", then as the years went by it gor worse and worse and WORSE!!!!!!! Now after 7 years she looks like THIS!!!!!!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLN0Zsl7qjI/AAAAAAAAAGo/jN-DYwgcsxY/s1600-h/Aug.08+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238658776377829938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLN0Zsl7qjI/AAAAAAAAAGo/jN-DYwgcsxY/s320/Aug.08+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't that pretty?! No!!! Heck no!! And on top of that Tylenol cold/allergy no worky, nor does over the counter zyrtec. Then she gets gets horribly itchy eyes so Doc. Hatch gives her eye drops, then she starts nose spray, then shes gone through soooo many rolls of toilet paper and kleenex, she starts getting pretty blisters on her face and eye! Oh yah. Lovely, isn't it? So she starts using abreeva and valtrex and Museinex D for allergies. 2 weeks this goes on. Today Joni got smart and went to a crappy place called community care because she still couldn't breathe, nothing was going away and oh ya she still looked like poo. LOL! So after the lovely visit Joni has Hay Fever, An eye infection, an ear infection, and congestion. really?!!!! Funny, I don't think she knew that. LOL! But she got new drugs, and they are GREAT!!!! So the moral of this story is...If you're stuck in Idaho at "Harvest" don't wait 2 weeks before you go to the dr. LOL! The end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238662051759857778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLN3YWV3IHI/AAAAAAAAAGw/w9rBa7mwjKg/s320/Halloween+2007+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;P.S.) I hate this stuff!!!!!! But I really do like Idaho. LOL!&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/4355270720575874689-5877176582749142386?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/5877176582749142386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=5877176582749142386' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/5877176582749142386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/5877176582749142386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-joni-hates-idahobeware.html' title='Why Joni HATES Idaho.........Beware!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLN0Zsl7qjI/AAAAAAAAAGo/jN-DYwgcsxY/s72-c/Aug.08+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-3060509496306512267</id><published>2008-08-25T19:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:09:48.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of school!</title><content type='html'>So I don't know why I was worried. LOL! Lilly was up at 7:45 fully dressed! I asked her if she planned on having breakfast or taking a shower. So she put her jammies on and told me she wanted pancakes. How could I deny her, it was a BIG day. So we ate and then I went to get her ready and she informed me, "I want my hair down and waved with a flower on the side like Gabriella from HSM." So I did. LOL! And she was ready for school like 40 ahead of time. Pretty much waiting by the door with her backback. We walked to school (it's around the corner) and she took off with some friends. Then she wanted me for like a whole 5 min. HAHAHA! The bell rang and she got in line, I said Bye and she said, "Bye mom, see you later." Hello!!!! That's it? Yup and she was off giving the principal a high 5 on the way into the school. I don't think she missed me even a little bit. LOL! But she had a ton of fun and she knows a lot of kids in her class from church and t ball. Here are some pic of today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238657165529976738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLNy77t4D6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RWwvydsrZWY/s320/Aug.08+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"First Day of School, First day of school!!!!!"-"Finding Nemo.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238657171754722274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLNy8S5-I-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/BAfFf2vaYhc/s320/Aug.08+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes, our child is giving me the peace sign on her way out. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238657176310702514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLNy8j4M4bI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BGgCvymcpuM/s320/Aug.08+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When she got home I asked her how her first day was and she said "Gooooood"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S.)I DIDN'T CRY!!!!!! (I got it out last night)&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/4355270720575874689-3060509496306512267?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/3060509496306512267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=3060509496306512267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3060509496306512267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3060509496306512267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/08/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st day of school!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLNy77t4D6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RWwvydsrZWY/s72-c/Aug.08+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-1139974534135757257</id><published>2008-08-24T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:56:23.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLIsfdcqinI/AAAAAAAAAGI/TlcOZMs6HXY/s1600-h/disneyland+2004+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238298235577731698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLIsfdcqinI/AAAAAAAAAGI/TlcOZMs6HXY/s320/disneyland+2004+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (This was Lilly at 2 years old at Disneyland)&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe she is ready for big people school. Where did the time go? It seems like only yesterday I was bringing home a tiny baby. Now she's still tiny but almost 6 and going to Kindergarten. What am I going to do without my helper. I think I should home school her and keep her here forever. Then again this whole school thing might help her make it through her teenage years with me. LOL! I am super excited for her, I know she will do well. But I am warning you all....I will be the emotional mom tomorrow. I will be the embarassing one who blubbers while the school bell is ringing. I will let you know how we do in the morning. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;              -Joni&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-1139974534135757257?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/1139974534135757257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=1139974534135757257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1139974534135757257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1139974534135757257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-was-lilly-at-2-years-old-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLIsfdcqinI/AAAAAAAAAGI/TlcOZMs6HXY/s72-c/disneyland+2004+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-2219357371241797528</id><published>2008-08-23T19:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T19:12:56.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping in Lava</title><content type='html'>You know how once in a great while you come across those people/friends that you can completely be yourself? You don't have to worry about embarassing yourself or being judged. This is how we feel about Kim and Brandon. It was such a great trip and soooo fun. We just chilled, went with the flow and it was so relaxing. We love that we have such awesome friends.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLDCf0DleOI/AAAAAAAAAFg/cn8Z_DLGYvM/s1600-h/FAMILY+REUNION+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237900218437302498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLDCf0DleOI/AAAAAAAAAFg/cn8Z_DLGYvM/s320/FAMILY+REUNION+209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Houk Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLDCgR-ZnfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/UQrTLbcjsx8/s1600-h/FAMILY+REUNION+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237900226468617714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLDCgR-ZnfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/UQrTLbcjsx8/s320/FAMILY+REUNION+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and the Bubba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLDCgvEp5_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/2R1soXa86I8/s1600-h/FAMILY+REUNION+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237900234279479282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLDCgvEp5_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/2R1soXa86I8/s320/FAMILY+REUNION+197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tay Tay, the goober monkey. LOL! We love this kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLDCg2LlyXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/cPE6UKYv5ag/s1600-h/FAMILY+REUNION+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237900236187617650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLDCg2LlyXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/cPE6UKYv5ag/s320/FAMILY+REUNION+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of the kids were so excited to see David empty the poop tank. LOL! Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLDChGSrGDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/b8rF5vIk0GU/s1600-h/FAMILY+REUNION+210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237900240512292914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLDChGSrGDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/b8rF5vIk0GU/s320/FAMILY+REUNION+210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This might be one of the cutest and nicest pics I have of my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S) This was our one and only camp trip this year. So we sold our trailer and it will be going bye bye tomorrow. I'm sad, but that's just how our summers are with David's job.&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/4355270720575874689-2219357371241797528?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/2219357371241797528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=2219357371241797528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/2219357371241797528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/2219357371241797528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/08/camping-in-lava.html' title='Camping in Lava'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLDCf0DleOI/AAAAAAAAAFg/cn8Z_DLGYvM/s72-c/FAMILY+REUNION+209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-1088689343647166289</id><published>2008-08-23T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T18:59:38.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May....Lulu's recital</title><content type='html'>Her song this year was "following the Leader" from Peter Pan. The girls were Tinker Bell and the boys were pirates. Super cute!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC_3G_zImI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4yTd-WyCNoE/s1600-h/2008+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237897320123802210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC_3G_zImI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4yTd-WyCNoE/s320/2008+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All dressed and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC_3c_w4ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-2vG-Arkiv0/s1600-h/2008+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237897326029234578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC_3c_w4ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-2vG-Arkiv0/s320/2008+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luci and Hannah backstage waiting for thier turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC_3ohrwoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/O3D4FCqLopI/s1600-h/2008+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237897329124295298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC_3ohrwoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/O3D4FCqLopI/s320/2008+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So Luci, what more can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC_34_x7NI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oWw0YqPl_oM/s1600-h/2008+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237897333545495762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC_34_x7NI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oWw0YqPl_oM/s320/2008+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luci and Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC_4qmWcBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SheXRfyKpCM/s1600-h/2008+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237897346860609554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC_4qmWcBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SheXRfyKpCM/s320/2008+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's really hard to take pictures in there, but the girls were twirling. Lulu's bums on the left.&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/4355270720575874689-1088689343647166289?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/1088689343647166289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=1088689343647166289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1088689343647166289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/1088689343647166289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/08/maylulus-recital.html' title='May....Lulu&apos;s recital'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC_3G_zImI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4yTd-WyCNoE/s72-c/2008+136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-7828924054866771218</id><published>2008-08-23T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T18:52:36.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lilly's summer Tball</title><content type='html'>I know there are more but I need to find them. LOL! This was her first year playing and she surprised me. She is REALLY good. I thought she'd be my dancer but man I am all for watching softball games for the next 12 years. LOL! She loved running to get the ball, her aim is pretty good with throwing, she hits well and she is a fast runner. We will deffinately be putting her in next year. This year her team was "the purple princesses" there were no boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC9zcGvAtI/AAAAAAAAAEg/IEnLCuqBIls/s1600-h/FAMILY+REUNION+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237895058047304402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC9zcGvAtI/AAAAAAAAAEg/IEnLCuqBIls/s320/FAMILY+REUNION+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lilly playing pitcher. She loved this postion. She was all over the ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC9zrehu7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0mqOQh2qzF8/s1600-h/FAMILY+REUNION+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237895062173629362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC9zrehu7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0mqOQh2qzF8/s320/FAMILY+REUNION+179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holding onto her helmet for dear life. All of the girls did this for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC90VhyefI/AAAAAAAAAEw/tlJOUKJMJio/s1600-h/FAMILY+REUNION+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237895073461598706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC90VhyefI/AAAAAAAAAEw/tlJOUKJMJio/s320/FAMILY+REUNION+168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lilly and Brenna Curtis trying to get the ball.&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/4355270720575874689-7828924054866771218?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/7828924054866771218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=7828924054866771218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7828924054866771218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7828924054866771218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/08/lillys-summer-tball.html' title='Lilly&apos;s summer Tball'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC9zcGvAtI/AAAAAAAAAEg/IEnLCuqBIls/s72-c/FAMILY+REUNION+164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-7088476964810075755</id><published>2008-08-23T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T18:42:37.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lilly's Pre school graduation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes, I finally took the pictures off of our camera. LOL! There's a million more! But here's a few.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC7Xo32N1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/OADGn4nw8mc/s1600-h/2008+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237892381414930258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC7Xo32N1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/OADGn4nw8mc/s320/2008+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After we got home. The family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC7GmaUbAI/AAAAAAAAADw/1q7DApWwvzk/s1600-h/2008+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237892088696433666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC7GmaUbAI/AAAAAAAAADw/1q7DApWwvzk/s320/2008+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of Lillys friends Nykayla, Lilly, and Gracie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC7GzCMifI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0kVlKuEF9Vg/s1600-h/2008+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237892092084914674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC7GzCMifI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0kVlKuEF9Vg/s320/2008+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do one of thier songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC7HJs109I/AAAAAAAAAEA/7EIc_RajHBo/s1600-h/2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237892098169361362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC7HJs109I/AAAAAAAAAEA/7EIc_RajHBo/s320/2008+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lilly trying to pay attention. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC7Ha8l24I/AAAAAAAAAEI/sb6ly2qkvTk/s1600-h/2008+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237892102798826370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC7Ha8l24I/AAAAAAAAAEI/sb6ly2qkvTk/s320/2008+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She Graduated!!! And she told Ms. Krista she wants to be a dentist when she grows up. Fine by me. Free dental care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC7HvVqWYI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Ngp5lsV-y_g/s1600-h/2008+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237892108272687490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC7HvVqWYI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Ngp5lsV-y_g/s320/2008+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie Bingham, Lilly, Emma Parks and Emry Morrison.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-7088476964810075755?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/7088476964810075755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=7088476964810075755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7088476964810075755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7088476964810075755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/08/lillys-pre-school-graduation.html' title='Lilly&apos;s Pre school graduation.'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SLC7Xo32N1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/OADGn4nw8mc/s72-c/2008+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-984739184545117948</id><published>2008-08-14T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T13:23:43.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 8, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSTmaQOijI/AAAAAAAAADY/B1JDcBTjWTs/s1600-h/08-08-08+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234470955003054642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSTmaQOijI/AAAAAAAAADY/B1JDcBTjWTs/s320/08-08-08+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Family...Bee, Ry, Lindz, Kbear, Wee, Brady, Mom, David, Bubba, Lilly, Me, Lulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSTmo_5PxI/AAAAAAAAADg/sZx4PDq8llU/s1600-h/08-08-08+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234470958961082130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSTmo_5PxI/AAAAAAAAADg/sZx4PDq8llU/s320/08-08-08+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Groomsmen and Bridesmaids. Minus Rachele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSTD5ryb-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/NBHjnS23w5E/s1600-h/08-08-08+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234470362144731106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSTD5ryb-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/NBHjnS23w5E/s320/08-08-08+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What Whitney did before the reception. LOL! PingPONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSSygnj28I/AAAAAAAAADI/tIEUMvxjRLE/s1600-h/08-08-08+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234470063358335938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSSygnj28I/AAAAAAAAADI/tIEUMvxjRLE/s320/08-08-08+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The awesome cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSQSefxhzI/AAAAAAAAACc/h5IN7cbTr4s/s1600-h/08-08-08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234467314009737010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSQSefxhzI/AAAAAAAAACc/h5IN7cbTr4s/s320/08-08-08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bride and Groom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSQS0YLf0I/AAAAAAAAACk/m6Z4T4AQqYc/s1600-h/08-08-08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234467319883464514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSQS0YLf0I/AAAAAAAAACk/m6Z4T4AQqYc/s320/08-08-08+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Seeester Whitney Kate Summers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSQTHcpiHI/AAAAAAAAACs/YQQFGOn3uV8/s1600-h/08-08-08+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234467325002483826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSQTHcpiHI/AAAAAAAAACs/YQQFGOn3uV8/s320/08-08-08+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brady, Whitney and Grandma. Grandpa was very much there in spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSQTSQeniI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JggQjGzDrHU/s1600-h/08-08-08+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234467327904226850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSQTSQeniI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JggQjGzDrHU/s320/08-08-08+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason, Me, Wee, Bee, Ry and Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSQTr5v4tI/AAAAAAAAAC8/MlmON9T6cCA/s1600-h/08-08-08+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234467334788211410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSQTr5v4tI/AAAAAAAAAC8/MlmON9T6cCA/s320/08-08-08+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bee! My oh so cute pregnant sister. That Frankenstein in her belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSOGXKYXII/AAAAAAAAACU/7IxEeX-xScg/s1600-h/08-08-08+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234464906859273346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSOGXKYXII/AAAAAAAAACU/7IxEeX-xScg/s320/08-08-08+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Konnor Bear taking Lilly for a spin on the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whitneys wedding was Beeeeautful! It was a gorgeous day. There was rain at her reception but it was actually nice. It kept it cool and when something major was going to happen like pictures, cutting the cake, their first dance. It just stopped. It was crazy. We had a ton of fun dancing (thankfully there are no pictures) and it was put together really well. Poor Brady's moms nerves were shot but I'm sure the rain didn't help at all. LOL! Whitney married into an awesome family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-984739184545117948?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/984739184545117948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=984739184545117948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/984739184545117948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/984739184545117948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/08/august-8-2008.html' title='August 8, 2008'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SKSTmaQOijI/AAAAAAAAADY/B1JDcBTjWTs/s72-c/08-08-08+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-7934791214555409089</id><published>2008-08-14T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T10:11:55.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause I'm leavin on a jet plane......</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow!!!! YAY! Hopefully I survive this trip. I am excited to go to Bakersfield. Kind of bummed to though because David's family is having their reunion this weekend so we'll miss it. It's supposed to be a lot of fun and I hear some cool stuff is supposed to be going down. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;My kids will be there so I guess that's our family support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitney's reception is this weekend in the good ol' 08 baby! Oildale here we come. And to top it off I get La Tapitia! That a mexican resteraunt for those of you that don't know. And it is GRUB!! A hole in the wall "Real" mexican food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to down load some pics of the "real" wedding in just a bit. After I'm done packing AGAIN. Loves to all of you though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-7934791214555409089?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/7934791214555409089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=7934791214555409089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7934791214555409089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7934791214555409089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/08/cause-im-leavin-on-jet-plane.html' title='Cause I&apos;m leavin on a jet plane......'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-830244278632127200</id><published>2008-08-07T12:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:43:08.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!</title><content type='html'>So now that I've been home a couple days, I can write this without swearing. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;If anybody would like to torture themselves or inflict pain on anyone else. Stick them in a car with 3 kids under 5 for 46 hours in one week. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove to Brian Head, Cedar City area last weekend for our family reunion (there' s 16 Hours round trip) We got home Monday night. Did laundry, packed AGAIN, cleaned the house and then we were back in the car Friday at 5am heading to California (That was another 15 hours).&lt;br /&gt;We got there Friday night. Hung out Saturday with the family, Sunday we went to sacrament came home cleaned and we put a dinner together for all my Grandmas siblings and some of my moms. My mom is a genious and I don't know how she ended up stretching that dinner to feed so many. Then Monday was the funeral. It was a beautiful service. There was a good turn out and a lot of people there who respected my Grandpa. As soon as the luch was done we were back in the car. YAY! On the Road again, just can't wait to get on the road agian. LOL! And so we drove for another 15 hours and we got home on Tuesday evening. Seriously I don't know who was worse in the truck..... The kids or ME! Honestly it was probably me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....We got home Tuesday, Whitneys going through the temple today and tomorrow she's getting MARRIED! YAY! Then next weekend David and I are flying to Vegas, renting a car and driving to Bakersfield for the other reunion. It will be a NICE getta away. David and I are playing in Vegas Sunday. Darn it. LOL! Then everything had better slow down til school starts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-830244278632127200?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/830244278632127200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=830244278632127200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/830244278632127200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/830244278632127200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-5532508541209370524</id><published>2008-07-31T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:37:18.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our reunion in Brian Head, Utah</title><content type='html'>The reason we were there. My great grandparents were Opal Irene and George Alva Blackburn. Our theme this year was "Their Legacy Remembered."&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJKgciCjdTI/AAAAAAAAACM/zK756A34F1Q/s1600-h/family+reunion+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229418529364866354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJKgciCjdTI/AAAAAAAAACM/zK756A34F1Q/s400/family+reunion+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJKfoyXVj-I/AAAAAAAAACE/yszZwPmc_Mo/s1600-h/family+reunion+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229417640393805794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJKfoyXVj-I/AAAAAAAAACE/yszZwPmc_Mo/s320/family+reunion+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brady, Whitney, Luci, Lindsay, Ryan D. Konnor, Marjie, Jay, Mom, Ryan P., Lilly, Grandma, Me, David, Bubba, Brandi (Frankenstein in belly). (James had to work and grandpa was in Bakersfield)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJKewuqyhNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bDH0WqCXLSU/s1600-h/family+reunion+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229416677328979154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJKewuqyhNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bDH0WqCXLSU/s200/family+reunion+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Wee and Bubba. We were hiding under the shelter while it poured!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJKeQduoGeI/AAAAAAAAABs/cEM2xKx0IJ8/s1600-h/family+reunion+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229416123025856994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJKeQduoGeI/AAAAAAAAABs/cEM2xKx0IJ8/s200/family+reunion+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My "special" husband David and the Lindsayyyyyy! These two are trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJKdsYU7wfI/AAAAAAAAABk/AhYLbjVm7tc/s1600-h/family+reunion+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229415503100625394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJKdsYU7wfI/AAAAAAAAABk/AhYLbjVm7tc/s200/family+reunion+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing Horse Shoes! These guys are dangerous. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJKdLQoJlMI/AAAAAAAAABc/5OhDFo7gOa4/s1600-h/family+reunion+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229414934098056386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJKdLQoJlMI/AAAAAAAAABc/5OhDFo7gOa4/s200/family+reunion+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A look out, it was so beautiful up there. David got some pics of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJKc0dSMETI/AAAAAAAAABU/lLvo0_9Tong/s1600-h/family+reunion+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229414542358614322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJKc0dSMETI/AAAAAAAAABU/lLvo0_9Tong/s200/family+reunion+008.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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Playing "Toss yer balls" -This is Brandi and her cute belly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/4355270720575874689-5532508541209370524?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/5532508541209370524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=5532508541209370524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/5532508541209370524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/5532508541209370524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-reunion-in-brian-head-utah.html' title='Our reunion in Brian Head, Utah'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJKgciCjdTI/AAAAAAAAACM/zK756A34F1Q/s72-c/family+reunion+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-8989612757599661888</id><published>2008-07-31T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T12:23:12.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee Wee and Brady~1 more week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJIO6eoOJTI/AAAAAAAAABE/IRP934s2CSQ/s1600-h/IMG_3804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229258515147531570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJIO6eoOJTI/AAAAAAAAABE/IRP934s2CSQ/s320/IMG_3804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my soon to be "Special" brother inlaw Brady Summers.(No he doesn't smile like this.) LOL! I absolutely love him. He is perfect for Whitney and fits great into our CRAZY family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJIOkBXyBRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PJb_DCU9OBI/s1600-h/IMG_3778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229258129336829202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJIOkBXyBRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PJb_DCU9OBI/s320/IMG_3778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They can't say they didn't have fun taking pictures. We have a word in our family for them, "Camera whores" LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229259662635668258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJIP9RWtkyI/AAAAAAAAABM/9XXIGWddP1I/s320/IMG_4110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Whitney is not only my baby sister but one of my best friends. I am so happy and excited for her. 1 more week Wee and you will officially be Whitney Kate Houston Summers. No more davis YAY! I love you guys. 08-08-08!&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/4355270720575874689-8989612757599661888?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/8989612757599661888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=8989612757599661888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/8989612757599661888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/8989612757599661888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/07/wee-wee-and-brady1-more-week.html' title='Wee Wee and Brady~1 more week!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ZWXTgTsXr8/SJIO6eoOJTI/AAAAAAAAABE/IRP934s2CSQ/s72-c/IMG_3804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-6250257134495731933</id><published>2008-07-30T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T18:59:41.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lucille....</title><content type='html'>Oh boy oh boy. How the mind of a 3 year works is amazing. LOL! Here is a conversation we had this weekend. (Keep in mind she's all into not wanting to make Jesus sad these days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was doing something mean to Andrew. (As usual)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Luci quit!&lt;br /&gt;Luci: Why mom does Jesus not like it?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No he doesn't and I don't either.&lt;br /&gt;Luci: Mom, I wish there wasn't a Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Me: That is so rude and don't you ever say that again. Why would you say that?&lt;br /&gt;Luci: Because! Jesus doesn't let me do ANYTHING! Just like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I laughed hysterically.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-6250257134495731933?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/6250257134495731933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=6250257134495731933' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/6250257134495731933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/6250257134495731933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-lucille.html' title='My Lucille....'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-3230123039236753763</id><published>2008-07-30T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T18:53:18.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandpa</title><content type='html'>My Grandpas name is Autis Cleveland Kanady. His birhday was February 13th (the day before mine). My Grandpa was Cherokee Indian. He was a beautiful man. Darker complextion, black hair until a few years ago and it finally started turning silver. He was wise, very quiet, very intellegent. He was soft spoken but was stern at the same time. My father was not around while we were growing up and so my Grandpa took that responsibility upon himself to give us a good role model of how a man should be. My Grandpa had a very witty and funny sense of humor. A great example would be when somebody would ask him to pass the salt he would pass it randomly around the table and his comment would be, "Well you didn't tell me where to pass it." LOL! That was my Grandpa. We always knew when we were in trouble because we would get a 3 hour lecture from Grandpa and we'd always joke about those too. My Grandpa worshiped the ground my grandma walks on. He taught us what a true gentleman is like and never to settle for anything less. He taught us all to respect our mothers and to know that family always comes first no matter what. He taught us by example what a true follower of Christ is like.  My grandpa never faltered from  the gospel and was never affraid to let people know what he believed and what his standards were. he taught us to be hard workers and to give everything we do 100%. He taught us to be good human being and to treat everyone especially our elders with respect. He was an honest man. He was a good man. He was everybodys friend.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Grandpa has always been the one at the head of our family and things just don't seem right now. I know he's in a better place but it's still not any easier knowing that I can't see him. Knowing that my birthday will come and go and never get any easier knowing grandpa made them so much better, like it was the best holiday ever. Knowing that when I walk through the front doors of his house that he won't be sitting in his rocking chair saying, "Hi, Jo!" As if I were his favorite person walking through that door. I absolutely love my Grandpa and I will miss him terribly. I'm numb right now. Just going through the motions of life but not feeling anything. I suppose in fear that if I do stop for a moment I will break down like I did on Monday night. I'm sure in time it won't hurt so bad, but for now it is very hard. He was my Grandpa/my hero/my dad/our guiding light. And now he is gone. Gone but not forgotten. We will keep hs memory alive and that is the best gift we could give him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-3230123039236753763?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/3230123039236753763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=3230123039236753763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3230123039236753763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3230123039236753763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-grandpa.html' title='My Grandpa'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-2135572720866530311</id><published>2008-07-29T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:11:38.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun and Sucky</title><content type='html'>So we left friday for our family reunion. It was so much fun to see everybody! We went to Brian Head, Utah and it pretty much rained the whole time but it was still an awesome time. I even got to see Brandi (my pregnant sister) she is so cute and totally has a prego belly. I will post some pics when I unpack my camera. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Lilly to see a Pediatric Orthopedic Surgeon at Primary Chidrens on Monday to look at her feet. We got very good news and she doesn't have to have surgery. And she's normal but has VERY flexible flat feet which kind of make her have knocked knees. BUT kids don't normally get arches until they are 7 anyway. So if they're still bugging her in a couple years we'll take her back. In the meen time Dr. Tolman is an IDIOT! Sorry if any of you take offense to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got back into town yesterday (Monday) around 5p and as soon as we pulled up we go a call. My Grandpa made a turn for the worse on Sunday night and by yesterday he wasn't swallowing or responding to anything and they gave him hours to a couple days to live. And he passed away this morning around 7 our time. So we will be back in the car Friday so we can go to California for the funeral which is Monday. Needless to say yesterday SUCKED! And I'm trying to function today evn though my mind is a thousand miles away. I'm sorry if I've ignored your phone calls or I've been grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we tried to get all of Whitneys last minute wedding stuff done so that nobody has to worry about it. Everything will still go as planned and my Grandpa will be able to be there now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-2135572720866530311?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/2135572720866530311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=2135572720866530311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/2135572720866530311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/2135572720866530311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-and-sucky.html' title='Fun and Sucky'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-193196245417726002</id><published>2008-07-22T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T12:07:52.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>David oh David!</title><content type='html'>Okay so I guess a little ove a week ago now, my husband left the house at 4am to take a delivery to Pinedale. It's a long drive! Anyway he was about 5 miles from Alpine and this is the phone call I get. Now remember this is at like 5:10AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Very out of it) Hello&lt;br /&gt;David: Ummmm are you awake?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No!&lt;br /&gt;David: Ummmm I hit something in my truck. I think it was either a big deer or an Elk.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (registering, registering, registering, registering)..&lt;br /&gt;David: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Me:"WHAT!!!!!!! Are you Freaking kidding me? Are you OKAY?!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;David: I am but it's not. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Can you see it?&lt;br /&gt;David: No it's about half a mile back but I don't have any lights, I can't open my passenger door, and Barry's (his brother) is on his way.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay, goodnight, let me know when you're back in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I slept. But I woke up and I seriously thought I'd been dreaming. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. David's fine, it was a female elk which no he wasn't worried about throwing in the back of his truck. And he had to take pics to send to insurance to prove he didn't run into a POLE!!! Freaking dumb A's. This was David's comment towards that. " For one if I'd hit a pole going 60mph there would be a lot more dammage to the truck, #2 I would have been injured and # there wouldn't be blood and fur stuck in my GRILL!!!!" Nice huh? Anyway hopefully he will be getting his truck back this week and all is well. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-193196245417726002?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/193196245417726002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=193196245417726002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/193196245417726002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/193196245417726002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/07/david-oh-david.html' title='David oh David!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-8468061717901519854</id><published>2008-07-22T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:56:12.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a Slacker. LOL!</title><content type='html'>Okay so I know i've been horrible at updating this thing. Sooooo, I figured I'd catch you all up on our summer thus far. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Lilly played Tball and absolutely loved it. She was really good too! Which actually suprised me but I am stoked about it. I'd much rather watch Tball for 12 years then dance recitals. She was bumbed it ended but she'll deffinately play again next year.&lt;br /&gt;Lulu is A GIANT TERD these days. She was plesant at two but 3 is horrible. She's into hitting right now. Shouldn't that phase have passed by now? She will be four in September and starting pre school so I hope she's just bored at the moment. LOL! She's a good girl though and she loves playing outside.&lt;br /&gt;Andrew is just easy going. Into everything like a boy should be, he even helped his dad put in the big egress windows downstairs. He loves riding on the tractor and tormenting his sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, well you know life is busy and I wouldn't want it any other way. LOL! I was the secretary in Relief Society and the bishop I guess felt I wasn't being challenged enough. JK&gt; Anyway I am now the Young Womens President and I'm absolutely loving it. Our ward is small but the girls are awesome. I did throw Whitney a bridal shower a couple weekends ago. It was a lot of fun and she got some good stuff. Now I'm focusing on getting the house clean because we will be going to my family reunion this weekend. I am sooooo EXCITED. You have know idea, I will seriously probably have at least 200 people there probably closer to 300. My Great grand parents had 12 kids. LOL! Anyway I will deffinately be telling you all about my crazy mormon family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And David, well that a whole new post. LOL! So I'll let you all go for now. Sorry this is a long one. And Super Sorry it took so long to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-8468061717901519854?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/8468061717901519854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=8468061717901519854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/8468061717901519854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/8468061717901519854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/07/such-slacker-lol.html' title='Such a Slacker. LOL!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-4089603886753765206</id><published>2008-06-04T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:30:51.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot to give my mom props! She put this wedding together in 3 weeks!!!!! How many people could do that? LOL! And now she's working on the reception in Bakersfield! I think she'll need a vacation when this is done. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-4089603886753765206?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/4089603886753765206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=4089603886753765206' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/4089603886753765206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/4089603886753765206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-forgot-to-give-my-mom-props-she-put.html' title=''/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-4711949648385491364</id><published>2008-06-04T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:29:13.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update and questions</title><content type='html'>So, Idon't have to put invitations together. I will help if needed but Whitney and Brady are going to be doing it. The center pieces are going to wait until after the family reunion so Lindz can help. I think that it will be a lot of fun 3 girls and a craft LOL! I seriously might pawn my kids off that day and maybe go to lunch with my sisters. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the wedding stuff is done up here for now. I do get to put together a sign in book like I did for Brandi. I'm quite excited actually. I just can't figure out what to use as a decoration on the page. The pages are bright yellow and the letters are bright orange and brown. Whitney and brady started off thier relationship snowmobiling and since then have been 4 wheeling several times. They both like mountainy stuff but they are really just simple people. So HELP!!! If you guys have any ideas, I'm up for anything. LOL! I think I'm going to start on it today as far as the letters go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wedding is really exciting and this is going to sound wierd but it's sad to. You're all probably thinking why?  But Wee's my baby sister. And she always will be so it's wierd to think that now she will be living with a guy, having SEX (that's wierd by itself), and being a grown up. LOL! She won't be depending on anybody but herself and Brady but in my mind she's still 12 like when I got married. I try not to be "mothering" to her and now I'm finally starting to see what it must have been like for my mom when I got married. She just sat back and let me make my own decisions and my own mistakes. I'm sure it killed her sometimes, but I guess that's what we all eventually have to do with siblings and our own children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I will run for now. My girls are fighting again, suprise suprise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-4711949648385491364?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/4711949648385491364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=4711949648385491364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/4711949648385491364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/4711949648385491364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/06/update-and-questions.html' title='Update and questions'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-7874474490555452429</id><published>2008-06-03T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:10:15.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer?!</title><content type='html'>Okay so technically summer isn't supposed to start until I think next week, but this is getting rediculous! I am ready for hot weather! And when I say hot I'm talking 90's go outside and swim or sweat to death. I'm greatful for the moisture don't get me wrong, but seriously didn't we have a long enough WET winter? I felt like I had cabin feaver today and it's JUNE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of the family.....David's busy back at work and missing in action again. I gues our situation is one of those "you're damned if you do and damned if you don't." At the beginng of winter it drives me crazy having him home all the time. But then in the spring when he goes back to work, I can't wait for him to get home because I miss having him around. When he does get home the kids are so excited to see him. The funny thing is I think they adjust better then I do. LOL! But you can deffinately tell when they are ready for daddy time. I really do appreciate how hard David works, and I might not show it as often as I should. That's probably something I should work on. Tonight he was talking to a friend who wanted to play ball. Poor David can't anymore, at least not right now. His ankles are sooooooo bad, he rolls them walking on pebbles (NO JOKE). I think that might be what gets done this winter. I know how much he loves to play and Ball does keep him in shape. I'm sure his ankles bug him for more then a few reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilly is good. She's going to drive me crazy not having school now. This weather doesn't help. She wants to be outside, planting flowers, swimming, gardening going to the park, having picnics. last week I took them to the zoo. Lilly enjoys it strictly for the cotton candy I'm sure. She is such a good helper though. Yesterday she wanted to get her and Luci cereal so i said okay, next thing I know she's bringing me cereal to eat in bed. ( I trained her well, JK). I still can't believe she's growing up so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luci, well she's Luci. She's fun but man do we have our hands full with her. She's into a fase right now of screaming until we respond to her and she's been aweful to Andrew lately. The thing is she's normally so loving.  She does like to help with stuff around the house so i try to let her be my big helper. I think this weekend I'm going to try to send her and David on a daddy daughter date. Maybe having some alone time will help. I  absolutely love my LULU. She is deffinately teaching me lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubba, he's awesome! He's trying to talk more these days. it's absolutely hilarious to see him try to tattle on his sisters. He loves trucks and tractors. Every white truck we go by he thinks it's david. LOL! He says this thing now where he goes "maaaaamaaaaaa, stop" but he says it so silly that it cracks us up every time. He's gone poo in the potty a few times so I'm seriously hoping he will be pretty easy to potty train at 2. Our only issue with him right now is getting him to sleep in his toddler bed! He's such a stinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is our life right now. As soon as I can figure out the picture thing, I'll post some of the graduation and recital. Bye bye for Now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-7874474490555452429?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/7874474490555452429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=7874474490555452429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7874474490555452429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7874474490555452429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer.html' title='Summer?!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-3235933192713919999</id><published>2008-05-30T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T11:34:51.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Had to Laugh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;So, for my birthday my sister Bee (Brandi) got me a license plate frame that says, "I'm A Cali girl livin in a Idaho world." Today for the 3rd time, somebody has asked me if I'm a CALL girl livin in an Idaho world!!!!! Would I be that stupid to put that on my car? LOL.  Especially a MINI VAN?!? Besides I'd make more money in Cali. LOL! Just thought I'd share some Idaho mentality. gotta love them.&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/4355270720575874689-3235933192713919999?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/3235933192713919999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=3235933192713919999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3235933192713919999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3235933192713919999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/05/had-to-laugh.html' title='Had to Laugh!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-2580732053604448382</id><published>2008-05-29T21:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:54:52.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So EXCITED!!!</title><content type='html'>I do have good news. I fit in a size 8 brides maid dress!!!!! Whoooooohooooooo!! And I WON"T be prego for whitneys wedding! I wish my pants were that size. Freakin birthing hips. LOL! I will be happy to be skinny for a day though. HAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-2580732053604448382?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/2580732053604448382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=2580732053604448382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/2580732053604448382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/2580732053604448382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-excited.html' title='So EXCITED!!!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-6109647131974594626</id><published>2008-05-29T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:51:36.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEDDING</title><content type='html'>So yesterday STAPLES completely screwed up Whitney's wedding invitations! And after going back and forth with them all day. They finally called this morning and said they would give us the ink and paper if we wanted to print them all again. Soooooo, yup 750 invitations later! Now we just have to put them all together. Did I mention my mom is leaving tomorrow? Did I mention there are still center pieces to put together? And that I am throwing Whitney's bridal shower up here.  Oh and I found out tonight that I will have13 people staying at my house for the wedding. I'm stoked about that. LOL! Oh and I almost forgot to mention that I only have 2 bathrooms! Good thing Davids mom and dad live literally 3 blocks away. YAY! I think I'll be going there to shower. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer was supposed to be relaxing. And now it's going to to be the exact opposite. Lilly starts Tball on Saturday. Both girls are going to be doing swim lessons (because I am a parranoid mother), we have 2 bridal showers, 2 receptions, 2 family reunions and a vacation to California in July. Lilly just graduated from pre school last week, Luci had her 1st dance recital tonight. And I think there might be a partridge in a pear tree somewhere. I do know there is a little black dog named Sambo. HAHAHAHA! I know this whole thing probably sounds negative but I truly am excited for Whitney and this summer. I don't think we would know how to function with a slow summer. I do plan on spendind as much time as possible with my kids (zoo, park, swimming, reading, Cali (whoooohoooo!) ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I seem like I am impossible to reach just leave a message. LOL! I'll get back to you ASAP. Ya'll know me and the phone. Well, TATA for now, I'm off to hunt my husband down. He's good at dissapearing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-6109647131974594626?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/6109647131974594626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=6109647131974594626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/6109647131974594626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/6109647131974594626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/05/wedding.html' title='WEDDING'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-5552818796500068466</id><published>2008-05-28T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T10:37:47.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soooooooooo. My mom is leaving for California on Friday. Can I just say that if I end up putting 750 wedding invitations together, I WILL NOT BE A HAPPY CAMPER! I love my sister but seriously invitations suck. And no she didn't get pre made ones that you just stick into an envelope. We are MAKING all of them! I'm excited for her though. Brady is a good guy and I know they'll be happy together. However I will add this......I am fully supporting eloping to my children. LOL! I know I wasn't as big of a BRIDEZILLA as both of my sisters and the times were a LOT different for our family but for REALZZZZZ. All this wedding stuff is so over rated. JK. I'm stressed and it's not my kid! But I do have a new appreciation for my mom and for Davids mom. 2 receptions is not easy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-5552818796500068466?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/5552818796500068466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=5552818796500068466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/5552818796500068466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/5552818796500068466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/05/soooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-7374487224270631984</id><published>2008-05-26T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T20:48:53.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Whooooohoooo! I'm finally figuring this thing out. Thank heavens for smart sister in laws. LOL! Tomorrow I may even try to add a slide show.  I have to admit, This is kind of fun. =) Well I guess I am off to play some games with the family.  TTFN.&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/4355270720575874689-7374487224270631984?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/7374487224270631984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=7374487224270631984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7374487224270631984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/7374487224270631984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay.html' title='YAY!!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-4516853076438293410</id><published>2008-05-26T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:39:41.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question!</title><content type='html'>How in the crap do you add people? LOL! And how do you add personal touches? Man this stuff is confusing. It's going to take me a week to figure it all out. Please have patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-4516853076438293410?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/4516853076438293410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=4516853076438293410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/4516853076438293410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/4516853076438293410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/05/question.html' title='Question!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355270720575874689.post-3222112752934146064</id><published>2008-05-26T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T11:58:45.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm confused!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm so confused. The whole family and all of my friends have been telling me to do this blogging thing and that it's SOOOOOOO easy. I think not. Myspace is easier for now. LOL! How do you add people and change things around? HELP!!!!!! LOL! Joni is very computer stupid. Hopefully I'll figure this out soon. Cross your fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355270720575874689-3222112752934146064?l=jonivest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/feeds/3222112752934146064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355270720575874689&amp;postID=3222112752934146064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3222112752934146064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355270720575874689/posts/default/3222112752934146064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonivest.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-confused.html' title='I&apos;m confused!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00252264861908480057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
