<?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-1855293039290930804</id><updated>2012-01-25T03:10:19.529-08:00</updated><category term='Childhood'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='Daily'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Hobbies'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Remember When'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Restaurant'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Just Talking'/><category term='Poll'/><category term='Interests'/><category term='Bollywood'/><category term='Boat'/><category term='Church'/><category term='Maui'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Soapbox'/><category term='Around Town'/><category term='Milestone Events'/><category term='Update'/><category term='Question'/><category term='Local'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Informational'/><category term='Things That Make Me Smile'/><category term='Quiz'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Hodge-Podge Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-581171192763555355</id><published>2010-02-18T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T08:08:22.610-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Local'/><title type='text'>Brannigans</title><content type='html'>As I drive around town, I notice new businesses and remember the old ones they replaced. For example, many moons ago -- about the early 1980s -- I remember a restaurant called Brannigans. It was located on Fort Union Boulevard at about 1300 East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I remember going there my mom and her friend Maude Savage.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They had booths with lemon-yellow vinyl benches.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I remember Club Sandwiches held together with colored, plastic, fuzzy-ended toothpicks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The white ceiling tiles (the pressed cardboard kind with the little holes) had stuck in them may of the fuzzy-ended toothpicks, which patrons had launched to see if they would stick. They did!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I remember bright pink ice cream and in it bright blue bubble gum.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Does anyone else remember Brannigans?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-581171192763555355?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/581171192763555355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=581171192763555355&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/581171192763555355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/581171192763555355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2010/02/brannigans.html' title='Brannigans'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-336732826291412268</id><published>2009-10-04T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T12:10:08.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Thank goodness for the passage of time. Going through some old pictures I ran across this photo from just 4-years ago. It instantly gave me anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388823596016716706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SsjygmXRy6I/AAAAAAAAGx4/qesPz0HV1Uo/s400/100_3743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the same space earlier this year. Sooo much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388823606553850626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SsjyhNnhswI/AAAAAAAAGyA/BQjRLLML5kA/s400/P1040839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-336732826291412268?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/336732826291412268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=336732826291412268&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/336732826291412268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/336732826291412268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/10/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SsjygmXRy6I/AAAAAAAAGx4/qesPz0HV1Uo/s72-c/100_3743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-2456525334691946890</id><published>2009-10-04T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T12:03:18.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Baking Update, etc.</title><content type='html'>I guess I did leave out vital information from my last post! They were supposed to be cupcakes that I was making ... from scratch; not out of a box. Yikes! What a mess. Today I'm baking bread instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been meaning to post this picture as well. We live in the middle of a city, so this is the last thing you'd expect to see in your front sidewalk. And I'm not talking about the weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388816656811978226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SsjsMrz8bfI/AAAAAAAAGxw/6MWyzYiJjjY/s400/P1070723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388816646051845122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SsjsMDuh1AI/AAAAAAAAGxo/6iiAjvnyFeI/s400/P1070722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in the past, we have seen deer on the Trax lines, racoons in the creek, and owls in the trees.  So fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-2456525334691946890?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/2456525334691946890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=2456525334691946890&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2456525334691946890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2456525334691946890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/10/baking-update-etc.html' title='Baking Update, etc.'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SsjsMrz8bfI/AAAAAAAAGxw/6MWyzYiJjjY/s72-c/P1070723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-7101815964090747057</id><published>2009-10-03T18:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:09:32.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Oops!</title><content type='html'>This is a pretty good indication that it's time for me to quit baking for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388560444077536082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SsgDLI_2c1I/AAAAAAAAGxg/bD67Z3WWCZE/s400/P1080611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the SECOND batch. I followed all the directions so that they wouldn't "collapse". Hmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-7101815964090747057?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/7101815964090747057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=7101815964090747057&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7101815964090747057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7101815964090747057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/10/oops.html' title='Oops!'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SsgDLI_2c1I/AAAAAAAAGxg/bD67Z3WWCZE/s72-c/P1080611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-6806072751501347303</id><published>2009-09-25T07:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T07:39:16.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Sumo Man</title><content type='html'>You never know what you may find when looking at an address through "Street View" in Google Maps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385412633618291650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 535px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SrzUQdO4G8I/AAAAAAAAGxY/-wSOrt0ALQo/s400/sumo+man.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like "Sumo Man". Hmm. Not what I was expecting. Upon closer inspection, there is a guy filming Sumo Man:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385412090442483618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SrzTw1vrB6I/AAAAAAAAGxQ/68VOvRFa4S0/s400/sumo+man2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is in San Francisco. What's your instinct ... Eccentric? Hollywood movie? Protester? Geico caveman commercial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet there is a website out there for unusual things found on Street View. I think I'll check, because I have a submission!&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/1855293039290930804-6806072751501347303?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/6806072751501347303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=6806072751501347303&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/6806072751501347303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/6806072751501347303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/09/sumo-man.html' title='Sumo Man'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SrzUQdO4G8I/AAAAAAAAGxY/-wSOrt0ALQo/s72-c/sumo+man.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-6407386902676245771</id><published>2009-08-24T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:13:58.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>LDS Graffiti</title><content type='html'>I didn't know that we had youth taggers in the LDS church ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SpKfS-tMeJI/AAAAAAAAGuA/9JQAB2JNnnM/s1600-h/P1070780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373532453825443986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SpKfS-tMeJI/AAAAAAAAGuA/9JQAB2JNnnM/s400/P1070780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;We went for a nice Sunday drive, and among the beautiful pines and rain scented air, we were taught our Sunday School lesson  ... "Modest is Hottest".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we also got to appreciate some classic expressionist art ... someones version of The Scream by Edvard Munch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-6407386902676245771?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/6407386902676245771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=6407386902676245771&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/6407386902676245771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/6407386902676245771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/08/lds-graffiti.html' title='LDS Graffiti'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SpKfS-tMeJI/AAAAAAAAGuA/9JQAB2JNnnM/s72-c/P1070780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-1830808278712884363</id><published>2009-08-06T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:26:18.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>Fish Lake</title><content type='html'>Spent the weekend in Fish Lake, Utah for a family reunion ...&lt;br /&gt;Fun on the lake it one of the best places on earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SnuQNUdNhAI/AAAAAAAAGss/PuplVSsR4uY/s1600-h/Nielson+Reunion+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367041939446006786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SnuQNUdNhAI/AAAAAAAAGss/PuplVSsR4uY/s400/Nielson+Reunion+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-1830808278712884363?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/1830808278712884363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=1830808278712884363&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1830808278712884363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1830808278712884363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake.html' title='Fish Lake'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SnuQNUdNhAI/AAAAAAAAGss/PuplVSsR4uY/s72-c/Nielson+Reunion+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8940020758753574096</id><published>2009-07-19T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:57:58.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around Town'/><title type='text'>Llama Fest</title><content type='html'>We had a very busy Saturday and we ended the day by having a lot of fun at Llama Fest! It was very HOT and we were glad when it got a little cloudy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SmOVWg1gn2I/AAAAAAAAGmo/jhJLCl3WM7A/s1600-h/P1070351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360292195505053538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SmOVWg1gn2I/AAAAAAAAGmo/jhJLCl3WM7A/s400/P1070351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my favorite llama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SmOVE80OkqI/AAAAAAAAGmg/8pLSum_0nJA/s1600-h/P1070306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360291893778223778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SmOVE80OkqI/AAAAAAAAGmg/8pLSum_0nJA/s400/P1070306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is one of the llama races. Some of them were .... resistant ... to racing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SmOVEZr3xfI/AAAAAAAAGmY/ZfgvgU_Cl1Y/s1600-h/P1070324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360291884347934194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SmOVEZr3xfI/AAAAAAAAGmY/ZfgvgU_Cl1Y/s400/P1070324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This llama has made a new friend. He loved having Matt scratch the side of his face and was ready to come home with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SmOVDahSPUI/AAAAAAAAGmI/JJewXC2iIHg/s1600-h/P1070315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360291867392097602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SmOVDahSPUI/AAAAAAAAGmI/JJewXC2iIHg/s400/P1070315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1855293039290930804-8940020758753574096?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8940020758753574096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8940020758753574096&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8940020758753574096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8940020758753574096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/07/llama-fest.html' title='Llama Fest'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SmOVWg1gn2I/AAAAAAAAGmo/jhJLCl3WM7A/s72-c/P1070351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8596561630210036508</id><published>2009-04-07T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T08:38:08.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Something's Wrong ...</title><content type='html'>I remember going to the dentist when I was a kid, and they had the cute magazines with the back cover that had a bunch of strange events depicted ... a bird with a human foot, a kite flying with no string, a chair with two legs, and the caption read "What's wrong with this picture?" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/Sdtwonsr_3I/AAAAAAAAGIQ/yRA1DAs03Aw/s1600-h/DailyUniverseTwelveApostates2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321971227821866866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/Sdtwonsr_3I/AAAAAAAAGIQ/yRA1DAs03Aw/s400/DailyUniverseTwelveApostates2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say about this photo and caption that appeared in BYU's student newspaper, the Daily Universe, is "oops!" ... I feel so sorry for the poor student editors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, doesn't Elder Perry look so happy in that photo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8596561630210036508?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8596561630210036508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8596561630210036508&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8596561630210036508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8596561630210036508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/04/somethings-wrong.html' title='Something&apos;s Wrong ...'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/Sdtwonsr_3I/AAAAAAAAGIQ/yRA1DAs03Aw/s72-c/DailyUniverseTwelveApostates2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-257408741274179637</id><published>2009-03-30T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:10:46.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Holi</title><content type='html'>Mom, Matt and I drove down to Spanish Fork this Saturday for Holi ... the Festival of Colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wow ... we were stuck in traffic and didn't make it down there it time for throwing colors. People were parking 2.5 miles away from the temple and walking to attend. In the past they've had about 2,000-3,000 attendees. There were 10's of thousands there on Saturday. People were FLOCKING to the temple and there was a huge plume of colored air all around that area. Traffic on I-15 was backed up 7-miles before the exit. We sat in traffic for over an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did take a few pictures of people and the temple as we drove by. Not as many as I wanted to because I was driving, but I got a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SdGVqpoKbkI/AAAAAAAAGHU/bb071JDsXl4/s1600-h/P1040449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319197194862620226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SdGVqpoKbkI/AAAAAAAAGHU/bb071JDsXl4/s400/P1040449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SdGVpw7EqmI/AAAAAAAAGHM/Gyrd830RxI4/s1600-h/P1040446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319197179641113186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SdGVpw7EqmI/AAAAAAAAGHM/Gyrd830RxI4/s400/P1040446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt was glad to stay safely in the car. My mom is excited for next year, and says she wants to go down really early in the day so we can see/experience everything! It was a lesson learned. Totally different than Diwali, which is LOW KEY, and which I really loved! So, I guess I have them both to look forward to in the next year, and maybe in 2010 I will get painted!&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/1855293039290930804-257408741274179637?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/257408741274179637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=257408741274179637&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/257408741274179637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/257408741274179637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/03/holi.html' title='Holi'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SdGVqpoKbkI/AAAAAAAAGHU/bb071JDsXl4/s72-c/P1040449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-4369268552757322032</id><published>2009-03-06T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:27:16.763-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Elephants</title><content type='html'>In conversation during the last few months, I have brought up the idiom of an "elephant in the room" a couple of times. I am constantly surprised that no one has heard this saying! People look at me with blank eyes searching for some meaning in my comment, and then I try to explain - unsuccessfully I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the wikipedia explanation: "The elephant in the room (&lt;em&gt;also elephant in the living room, elephant in the parlor, elephant in the corner, elephant on the dinner table, elephant in the kitchen, elephant on the coffee table, and horse in the corner&lt;/em&gt;) is an &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;English idiom for an obvious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;truth that is being ignored or goes unaddressed. It is based on the idea that an &lt;/span&gt;elephant in a room would be impossible to overlook; thus, people in the room who pretend the elephant is not there might be concerning themselves with relatively small and even irrelevant matters, compared to the looming big one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example: A relative has received bad news, which has trickled through the grapevine to the entire family. At a gathering, everyone is chatting about all sorts of subjects, specifically avoiding that one topic, although everyone in the room is aware and likely thinking about that information at one point or another during the gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know ... and you can use it ... just make sure you don't say "white elephant in the room", because that has an entirely different meaning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-4369268552757322032?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/4369268552757322032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=4369268552757322032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/4369268552757322032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/4369268552757322032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/03/elephants.html' title='Elephants'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8113508290942022459</id><published>2009-02-21T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T07:36:47.389-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>I wish ...</title><content type='html'>Today I wish I were as talented as this guy.  Wow!  Song and video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2_HXUhShhmY&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2_HXUhShhmY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8113508290942022459?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8113508290942022459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8113508290942022459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8113508290942022459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8113508290942022459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-wish.html' title='I wish ...'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-5009493172333429754</id><published>2009-02-15T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T08:30:38.143-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Poke</title><content type='html'>Question:  Why Facebook?&lt;br /&gt;My Answer: It is interesting to have little mini interactions family and friends.  Some I haven't spoken to in years!  And it's honestly mind-numbing how many people are on there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Why not MySpace?&lt;br /&gt;My Answer: You may not agree.  I never joined MySpace, but I think it's the creepy version of Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Is Facebook addicting?&lt;br /&gt;My Answer: I've been told it is.  Most evidence indicates so, such as people updating their status from their mobile phone.  I'm too new to the process to know for myself.  I think it may be fleetingly addicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Do people like to chat on Facebook?&lt;br /&gt;My Answer: It seems not.  I see people are online, but no one takes the bait to chat.  It seems the majority of Facebookers like to have a reminder that their friends and family are still out there plugging away; liking to see little glimpses of what they're up to that they can chuckle about.  But, no chatting please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Why poke?&lt;br /&gt;My Answer: I have no answer. I couldn't figure it out.  I Googled it.&lt;br /&gt;Online Answer: “A poke is a way to interact with your friends on Facebook. When we created the poke, we thought it would be cool to have a feature without any specific purpose. People interpret the poke in many different ways, and we encourage you to come up with your own meanings.”&lt;br /&gt;My Second Answer: OK, so my own meaning if I poke you in Facebook is that I think you're wearing the coolest socks ever!  And if you happen to not be wearing socks, then it means I like your hair today.  If you happen to be bald, then it means that you should smile more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Biggest complaint about Facebook?&lt;br /&gt;My Answer: If Google were involved, ease of use would increase through the roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: How can a person be slowly driven crazy?&lt;br /&gt;My Answer: By a cat who is howling outside the door, and just won't seem to be quiet today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thoughts: It amazes me that all these online "find someone" sites like Reunion and Classmates are still running.  Facebook does the job more effectively and for free.  Their days are numbered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-5009493172333429754?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/5009493172333429754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=5009493172333429754&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5009493172333429754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5009493172333429754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/02/poke.html' title='Poke'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-3192300318798520890</id><published>2009-02-05T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T08:28:55.486-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Seniors with Guns</title><content type='html'>We went to a funeral yesterday for my uncle in Koosharem, Utah. The weather was nice, it was good to see family, and it was great to hear about all the things my uncle did to affect those around him. He was a good and respected man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the gravesite, and because he served in the the military during the Korean War, he had military honors at his funeral. It was an interesting thing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the cute old men were treating their gun more like a cane or walking stick than a weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SYsN6KAyAGI/AAAAAAAAGG8/lZNTzINDH-U/s1600-h/P1030462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299344679302725730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SYsN6KAyAGI/AAAAAAAAGG8/lZNTzINDH-U/s320/P1030462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, after a bit of music was played, the group prepared to shoot the guns in the honorary salute. Although most aimed over a 45 degree angle, two of them had a hard time lifting the guns that high. I was assured there were blanks in the gun, but couldn't help duck as they took their shots. The two low-aiming gentlemen probably would have barely cleared the canopy if there had been bullets. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first shot startled the shooter on the right, who jumped. And immediately all the babies began to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SYsN6lCnfmI/AAAAAAAAGHE/u6nDU3o6iXk/s1600-h/P1030477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299344686558183010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SYsN6lCnfmI/AAAAAAAAGHE/u6nDU3o6iXk/s320/P1030477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, my brother enjoyed overhearing a conversation among the men who were trying to decide where the safety on the gun was actually located.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, as we were preparing to return to the church, we were all saluted again. We turned to see that the men were loading the guns into the back of someone's truck, where they accidentally let off two shots. And then the babies began to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I guess they're right, old people, though slow and dangerous behind the wheel, can still serve a purpose."&lt;br /&gt;--- &lt;em&gt;Lloyd Christmas, Dumb and Dumber&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-3192300318798520890?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/3192300318798520890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=3192300318798520890&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3192300318798520890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3192300318798520890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/02/seniors-with-guns.html' title='Seniors with Guns'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SYsN6KAyAGI/AAAAAAAAGG8/lZNTzINDH-U/s72-c/P1030462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-1126040757213037253</id><published>2009-01-23T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:41:54.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Fluff</title><content type='html'>Hello! Not much really happening in our household, but thought I'd say hi to everyone. Some things that I'm excited about, that most people probably wouldn't think exciting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to shop clearance, and have certain places I go to frequently to patiently wait for a bargain. This week I got some amphibious footwear on sale for $25!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwkbknCgI/AAAAAAAAGGA/yZV7drQpKuk/s1600-h/teva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294527345617996290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwkbknCgI/AAAAAAAAGGA/yZV7drQpKuk/s320/teva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're impractical winter shoes, but will be fun for summer. I think the "drain frame" is so interesting how it directs the water away from your feet. So cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added a Shelfari bookshelf to my blog! (Look left.) I was already on Goodreads, and a friend sent me an invite to Shelfari. I wasn't going to do it, but I love how adding books you've read actually put them on your bookshelf! It's fun! (Which makes me sound and feel like a 5th grader.) Speaking of books, I just finished reading this book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnn5rcPYXI/AAAAAAAAGDs/rapYdlghCdM/s1600-h/quent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294517815050461554" style="WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnn5rcPYXI/AAAAAAAAGDs/rapYdlghCdM/s320/quent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a bunch of others than you can check out on my bookshelf. (Look left.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, back to The Magicians and Mrs. Quent. I really loved it. Not sure if Olivia still checks out my blog, but I would recommend it to her since many of the books she's talked about on her blog I've also enjoyed. I think my mom-in-law would also like it - so check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a renewed interest in my favorite band from my younger years. Don't laugh .... Oingo Boingo! Around Christmas I got a couple of my favorite albums of theirs off iTunes ... all of these I only ever had on tape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnrWqd8maI/AAAAAAAAGEk/DbD65f7Mge8/s1600-h/Oingo_Boingo-Good_for_Your_Soul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294521611540273570" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnrWqd8maI/AAAAAAAAGEk/DbD65f7Mge8/s200/Oingo_Boingo-Good_for_Your_Soul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnrWd6W9uI/AAAAAAAAGEc/IpO6z7AwtZI/s1600-h/oingo4_solo_20080707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294521608169780962" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnrWd6W9uI/AAAAAAAAGEc/IpO6z7AwtZI/s200/oingo4_solo_20080707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnrWbyN01I/AAAAAAAAGEU/xskbWYrSl2g/s1600-h/oingoboingo-onlyalad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294521607598756690" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnrWbyN01I/AAAAAAAAGEU/xskbWYrSl2g/s200/oingoboingo-onlyalad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnuJmzzv-I/AAAAAAAAGE4/QJgUBcajyVU/s1600-h/we+close+our+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294524685754810338" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnuJmzzv-I/AAAAAAAAGE4/QJgUBcajyVU/s200/we+close+our+eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a concert-goer, but I've been to two of theirs; one was their farewell tour. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another of my favorite-ever albums is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnuJ1_c0kI/AAAAAAAAGFA/VZ4V7-6StBM/s1600-h/presto_tourbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294524689830171202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnuJ1_c0kI/AAAAAAAAGFA/VZ4V7-6StBM/s200/presto_tourbook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the holidays we watched Mamma Mia! at least five times! It has now been officially added to my list of favorite movies. To be added to the list means that I can watch it repeatedly and never tire of it. Here is the list, not in order of my favorite -- because I couldn't pick a favorite -- but in order of when they were added to the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwO3chYfI/AAAAAAAAGFI/Ko_QKBgOmuE/s1600-h/movie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294526975143141874" style="WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwO3chYfI/AAAAAAAAGFI/Ko_QKBgOmuE/s200/movie1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwPGaWeUI/AAAAAAAAGFg/lzl7Cmmw7dU/s1600-h/movie4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294526979160570178" style="WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwPGaWeUI/AAAAAAAAGFg/lzl7Cmmw7dU/s200/movie4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwPHQJRrI/AAAAAAAAGFY/qlPyl35YpeQ/s1600-h/movie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294526979386197682" style="WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwPHQJRrI/AAAAAAAAGFY/qlPyl35YpeQ/s200/movie3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwPWlRcEI/AAAAAAAAGFo/by4rOHQ9k2A/s1600-h/movie5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294526983501344834" style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwPWlRcEI/AAAAAAAAGFo/by4rOHQ9k2A/s200/movie5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwPICtrjI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/FVFBPpBT56U/s1600-h/movie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294526979598298674" style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwPICtrjI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/FVFBPpBT56U/s200/movie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwWQaLBeI/AAAAAAAAGF4/fO9KhdvwJ50/s1600-h/movie7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294527102103258594" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwWQaLBeI/AAAAAAAAGF4/fO9KhdvwJ50/s200/movie7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwTRjzvRI/AAAAAAAAGFw/NhAl3efFceE/s1600-h/movie6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294527050872503570" style="WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwTRjzvRI/AAAAAAAAGFw/NhAl3efFceE/s200/movie6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dumb and Dumber" really doesn't seem to fit with the rest of the movies, does it? Can someone please buy me Nancy Drew's blue roadster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the movies above, I have also read Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice, Marnie, and Random Harvest. You can find them on my bookshelf. (Look left.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other exciting things in my world ... Odwalla has new Monster Protein drinks that will keep you awake and energized for hours! Yeah! And they're so yum! I couldn't find a picture of the new ones, but here is the Chocolate Super Protein, which is also tops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXn05x7szkI/AAAAAAAAGGI/33-fuAy0-lA/s1600-h/odwalla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294532110444187202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXn05x7szkI/AAAAAAAAGGI/33-fuAy0-lA/s200/odwalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the car show with our friends last weekend. My favorite car was the midnight blue Saturn Aura with the brown interior. It was a beautiful combination of colors. I couldn't find one that was similar online, but here is the interior:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXn7oqpcogI/AAAAAAAAGGQ/oNY98PUssWs/s1600-h/interior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294539513012199938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXn7oqpcogI/AAAAAAAAGGQ/oNY98PUssWs/s320/interior.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the scoop on all the unimportant, yet exciting things in my world. The important thing that takes up the majority of the time (i.e. work) is about the same. The hatchet keeps threatening to fall, but so far I still have my neck. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good that I have so much exciting fluff to engage my thoughts in troubled times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-1126040757213037253?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/1126040757213037253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=1126040757213037253&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1126040757213037253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1126040757213037253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-not-much-really-happening-in-our.html' title='Fluff'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SXnwkbknCgI/AAAAAAAAGGA/yZV7drQpKuk/s72-c/teva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-7379274869805416523</id><published>2009-01-15T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T18:40:30.878-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Good things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;do happen in January!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we had our final inspection on our house, and we passed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SW_yo18PLRI/AAAAAAAAGDE/hzMElkfHYnY/s200/a+plus.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 171px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291714870672043282" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So our house permit is now officially closed and we can put things upstairs for real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Matt called today to tell me the result, I was so excited that I wanted to do a happy dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.ilovehou.com/twonicknames/gifsite/1/wrynne/snoopydance.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 173px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And at the same time I was so in shock.  It was hard to believe that it's real.  When you've lived with something in the back of your mind for so long it's hard to convince yourself that it has come to a close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SW_xGRjg-yI/AAAAAAAAGCs/lHxPqOhIP4Y/s400/confused.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291713177277496098" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we took a gift card we got from my work and went to The Cheesecake Factory for a celebratory dinner.  Yippee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SW_xsZbqvyI/AAAAAAAAGC8/kcFiemvttUI/s200/logo_cheesecake.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 115px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291713832227094306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can whole-heartedly recommend that place.  Wonderful food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-7379274869805416523?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/7379274869805416523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=7379274869805416523&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7379274869805416523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7379274869805416523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-things.html' title='Good things...'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SW_yo18PLRI/AAAAAAAAGDE/hzMElkfHYnY/s72-c/a+plus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-5051419454998058501</id><published>2009-01-13T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:50:57.090-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bollywood'/><title type='text'>Bollywood Again</title><content type='html'>I didn't watch the Golden Globes, but I wish I would have!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You all know I'm a freak for Bollywood movies!  Imagine my surprise when I find out that the biggest star in Bollywood ... "King Khan" or Shahrukh Khan ... was invited to present!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucky for me (and you) I found the clip on YouTube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4AXxTn7kF6k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4AXxTn7kF6k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you click the Bollywood label below, you can see other references to Shahrukh Khan in my blog and other Bollywood films!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more thing to note which I think is super exciting ... A.R. Rahman was nominated and won a Golden Globe for best music.  He is the first Indian to win a Golden Globe.  He also composed the music for Jodha Akbar and Dil Se.  Click on the Bollywood label below and you will find an awesome clip from Dil Se with subtitles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-5051419454998058501?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/5051419454998058501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=5051419454998058501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5051419454998058501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5051419454998058501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/01/bollywood-again.html' title='Bollywood Again'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-682592547335032041</id><published>2009-01-01T10:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:48:39.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We kind of disappeared the last three months of 2008!  They are my favorite months, and they get packed full of activities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly December was disappointing because I was sick so much!  I got sick December 1, and I had the last traces of my cough from that cold around December 19.  But, I was so glad to break my yearly curse of being sick ON Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha - ha.  December 24 I started in with another cold, and this one has been worse than the first.  Probably since I had been sick so recently.  Anyway - this one is still hanging on.  Matt's entire family, except one individual, got sick.  So, we had a cough-filled holiday.  It's just my luck that I'll be feeling good in time to go back to work!  I really can't remember a time when I've been sick for so long.  Only 5-days of being well in one month!  Crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, we tried to have fun anyway, and did some cool things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;December 2 - We went to the play "Savior of the World".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;December 4 - We got free tickets from my work and went to see "The Nutcracker".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;December 6 - It was a very warm Saturday and we finished our Winter yard preparations, and put the Christmas lights on the house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;December 14 - We had our yearly Christmas Dinner with my family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SV1jdwbo24I/AAAAAAAAGCk/HLhErilN1xk/s400/DSC_0728.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286490900471012226" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;December 17 - We got free tickets from my work to see the advanced showing of "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button".  It was interesting, but soooo sad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;December 20 - Our friend Quincy got married and we went to his reception.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;December 22 &amp;amp; 23 - I had two glorious non-sick days of cleaning/shredding junk out of our office.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;December 24 - We had a fun evening doing what we traditionally do this night - - - dinner with Matt's family at his Aunt &amp;amp; Uncle's and then watching "We're No Angels", our yearly Christmas movie, with my family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;December 25 - We had Christmas breakfast at our house with Matt's family.  Normally we go to my brother's house for dinner, but I was really sick so we stayed home this year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;December 28 - Matt's mom made her own birthday dinner (isn't that sad), and everyone came to our house to eat.  Matt and I were both horribly sick by this point, so mom took over and did all the work.  We woke up to eat.  She flew home on her actually birthday - December 29 - and was the last one to get sick, starting in with it that day!  What a birthday present.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hope you all had a great Christmas and New Year's!  Happy 2009!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-682592547335032041?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/682592547335032041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=682592547335032041&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/682592547335032041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/682592547335032041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year.html' title='New Year!'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SV1jdwbo24I/AAAAAAAAGCk/HLhErilN1xk/s72-c/DSC_0728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8095802705786466120</id><published>2008-12-05T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T15:17:28.621-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Hmmm ...</title><content type='html'>I just WORDLED my blog.&lt;div&gt;I didn't think I said "turkey" that much!  Or "things"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is ... you can click to make larger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/365760/Untitled" title="Wordle: Untitled"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wordle.net/thumb/wrdl/365760/Untitled" style="padding:4px;border:1px solid #ddd" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8095802705786466120?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8095802705786466120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8095802705786466120&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8095802705786466120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8095802705786466120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/12/wordled.html' title='Hmmm ...'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-1063155554543362095</id><published>2008-11-30T21:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:33:30.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>23 LBS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This year I got a big Thanksgiving turkey ... 23 pounds ... because we were having almost all of Matt's family over, and because I love to make turkey soup from the leftovers.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hefted the bird onto the grocery conveyor belt at the checkout. After the clerk scanned the tag, he lifted it, exhaling all his air, and carried it around to my cart. After dropping it in with a crash, he exclaimed, "I bet in life that was one fat a** turkey."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was eager to tell Matt the story of the punk at the store who insulted our turkey, and we laughed as we shared it with our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here we are just before digging into the fat a** turkey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/STN0y_uSs8I/AAAAAAAAFrA/PCEF__msFM0/s1600-h/P1030131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/STN0y_uSs8I/AAAAAAAAFrA/PCEF__msFM0/s400/P1030131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274688008028861378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-1063155554543362095?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/1063155554543362095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=1063155554543362095&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1063155554543362095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1063155554543362095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/11/23-lbs.html' title='23 LBS'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/STN0y_uSs8I/AAAAAAAAFrA/PCEF__msFM0/s72-c/P1030131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-2454626630316684559</id><published>2008-11-24T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:05:29.888-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Elusive "I'm Done"</title><content type='html'>Something about myself that I like and also at the same time despise, is that I am constantly in search of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elusive "I'm Done"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds stupid, but that statement describes it exactly. When there are things to be done a few things I automatically do include that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I make lists.&lt;/strong&gt; I put it on paper so I don't have to keep it in my brain. In my mind it goes around and around. On paper, I can purge it from my mind and relax. I tick off each item on the list until it's FINAL, and I don't think about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I start early.&lt;/strong&gt; I won't give details, because I'll really sound like a freak. But, I always start brainstorming things way in advance. I pick up little pieces of the puzzle along the way until it's all put together. If I know an event, project, or deadline is on the horizon, I want to get it FINAL, and not think about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I communicate.&lt;/strong&gt; I tell everyone, up, down, sideways, who may need or want to know. I don't want anyone left out and I want all the questions to be answered way in advance. Then I can wrap it up in a pretty bow and say it's FINAL, and not think about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that I can quickly organize and complete things. I don't like that I allow myself to be consumed by thinking and sometimes drive others crazy when I take them down that path with me! Sorry! I know some of you are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all in the quest for that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elusive "I'm Done"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; the moment when I suddenly realize that I have NOTHING to do because it's all done! That's where the "elusive" part comes in because we all know that in that moment I would create something to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-2454626630316684559?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/2454626630316684559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=2454626630316684559&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2454626630316684559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2454626630316684559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/11/elusive-im-done.html' title='Elusive &quot;I&apos;m Done&quot;'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-398018318791661678</id><published>2008-11-17T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:08:47.221-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>2, 4, 11, 16</title><content type='html'>.... 39!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the number of unread posts in some of my favorite blogs.  How long has it been since I've checked my Reader?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel very busy.  I've been working my hardest to be ready for the holidays so I can just sit back and enjoy.  And I'm only 2 ticks away!  Yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My calendar says that I have been busy.  Most nights are filled beyond my capacity, and I'm shedding some commitments.  Sorry if you're getting shedded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Results of this schedule include that my blog has been postless since October!  I bet a lot of you are already feeling this way with the upcoming holidays, and if you're not, probably will soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But tonight I escaped the cage I've built of busy tasks!  Thanks to Matt!  We went and saw Quantum of Solace, which is the first time I've watched any entertainment over 30-minutes in some time!  At least a couple weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I managed to squeeze in a post.  Don't get too excited.  This is it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-398018318791661678?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/398018318791661678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=398018318791661678&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/398018318791661678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/398018318791661678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/11/2-4-11-16.html' title='2, 4, 11, 16'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-4057029455233287672</id><published>2008-10-25T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:52:57.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Getting Creative</title><content type='html'>What would happen if I super-glued an ice pack to my head?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have seriously had this thing permanently pressed to my ear for the last three days!  Yesterday all during work, all evening last night, and all morning and afternoon today. Of course it thawed last night while sleeping, so I woke up with "Puffy Ear" and "Swollen Jaw".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enter ice pack and "hyper and moody pills" which let me tell you have been less on the moody and more on the hyper side.  YEAH!  Things are feeling slightly better this afternoon.  Again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So back to my original question.  Super-glueing the ice pack to my head may sound convenient, but it would be difficult to "recharge" upon thawing!  Of course sticking my whole head in the freezer might solve some things as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.  Check out &lt;a href="http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-that-buzz.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post of mine from September.  It is an interesting forecast of my current predicament!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-4057029455233287672?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/4057029455233287672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=4057029455233287672&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/4057029455233287672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/4057029455233287672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/10/getting-creative.html' title='Getting Creative'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8233570073518623261</id><published>2008-10-24T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T05:25:16.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>4am</title><content type='html'>What can you do at 4am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can watch the news and hear about stocks plummeting on the other side of the globe.&lt;br /&gt;You can see Orion way up in the sky!&lt;br /&gt;You can be awake to hear the first Trax train run by!&lt;br /&gt;You can put a new post on your blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went home yesterday afternoon and ice packed, which did no good. About 6p I was running a fever of 102, so I went to After Hours Medical. They told me it was a delayed but "extreme and potentially deadly" reaction to a bee sting. It's not fun to hear "deadly" during a Dr. visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had multiple stings on my leg about 3 years ago, and ended up at the doctor's. They told me that time that if I got stung in the future to watch my breathing carefully for anaphalactic shock. But, I was breathing fine this time, so I thought I was OK. They told me last night that sometimes the reaction is delayed and with the swelling getting steadily worse, and the fever, that problems breathing was likely an upcoming symptom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got two shots (ephinephrine and tetanus - since they consider a bee sting a puncture wound) and had to take two oral medicines (steroids and inflamation) last night, along with a lot of water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within 10 minutes my heart rate and blood pressure were down to normal levels. You mean 130 bpm isn't normal while at a resting state!? Within an hour the fever was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have me on 3 medications for the next 7 days, since they said it would flare up again. The medicines are supposed to make me hyper and moody! (I'll try to be on my best behavior.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And now I get to carry an EpiPen with me wherever I go, since they assured me next time it would be even worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now it's 4am and I can't sleep. Mostly because the swelling is going down and I have a huge headache! They said with the skin swollen, the nerves are stretched out and you can't feel it. Now that the swelling is going down, I CAN DEFINITELY FEEL IT. So, I'm biding my time until I can take my happy pills (oops - I mean hyper and moody pills) and head into work! I have a feeling it may be soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8233570073518623261?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8233570073518623261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8233570073518623261&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8233570073518623261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8233570073518623261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/10/4am.html' title='4am'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-2676270586496358074</id><published>2008-10-23T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T10:13:07.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Relaxing Evening: CANCELLED</title><content type='html'>Trust me ... no picture is necessary for this post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work's been a bit crazy - well, REALLY crazy! And it's sucking a lot of my energy, so my mental state is already pretty drained, and I'm feeling really behind in life. (For example, my list of unread emails.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter last night. I got home, and decided to feed the dogs early before I got started on an evening of relaxation and getting caught up! So, what happened to alter my best laid plans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got stung by a yellow jacket!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No kidding, that STUPID thing flew straight into my ear, buzzing like crazy and generally getting pissed! All the while, stinging me repeatedly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm frantically trying to get it out, and of course my hair is in the way, so it's not working. Then I tripped on our edging and fell on the lawn. Of course THAT got the bee out of my ear/hair! And now I'm laying on the lawn, having a hard time trying to get up because I mangled my knee! And my ear is starting to sting and swell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up, hobbled inside (Goo staring and me in total bewilderment), and after a couple of stressful phone calls to complain to loved ones and attempt home remedies, I spent the evening on the couch, with an ice pack on my knee, an ice pack on my ear, and Benadryl (which makes me LOOPY) and Ibuprofen in my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning my knee feels slightly better. I have a couple bruises that have shown up on my hand and shoulder. My ear is HUGE puffy, and I'm sitting at work with a cold water bottle wedged between my ear and shoulder. (While enduring co-worker giggles, who apologize because they feel bad laughing, but can't help it because it looks like I'm talking on a water bottle!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really thinking that it was the Benadryl that took the swelling down last night, because the cold water and Ibuprofen alone aren't doing it today! So, I think I may go home early and take some Benadryl and drift off into a drugged stupor!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-2676270586496358074?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/2676270586496358074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=2676270586496358074&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2676270586496358074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2676270586496358074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/10/relaxing-evening-cancelled.html' title='Relaxing Evening: CANCELLED'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8391692390014008681</id><published>2008-10-21T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:02:56.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Ahhh ... one of my favorite days of the year!  Our Halloween Party! I didn't decorate as much as in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP63IGy4XfI/AAAAAAAAENY/020e0_LRHXs/s1600-h/P1020618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP63IGy4XfI/AAAAAAAAENY/020e0_LRHXs/s160/P1020618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP63IIbB3TI/AAAAAAAAENg/z3WCwaJaLek/s1600-h/P1020624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP63IIbB3TI/AAAAAAAAENg/z3WCwaJaLek/s160/P1020624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP63IGy4XfI/AAAAAAAAENY/020e0_LRHXs/s1600-h/P1020618.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However this year, I actually had time to get ready before people arrived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP63IZPLCaI/AAAAAAAAENo/oDbzpAIvweE/s1600-h/P1020639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP63IZPLCaI/AAAAAAAAENo/oDbzpAIvweE/s160/P1020639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP63IZPLCaI/AAAAAAAAENo/oDbzpAIvweE/s1600-h/P1020639.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a Superhero theme this year, which was a lot of fun!  Matt was Condorman and I was Laser Lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP683Z1iUMI/AAAAAAAAEPI/4mY9Jn75gEc/s1600-h/P1020653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP683Z1iUMI/AAAAAAAAEPI/4mY9Jn75gEc/s200/P1020653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259849074829578434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung Fu Panda, Edna Mole, and Super Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP66SSKTayI/AAAAAAAAEOg/hcASPWgIfg8/s1600-h/P1020647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP66SSKTayI/AAAAAAAAEOg/hcASPWgIfg8/s200/P1020647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259846238090783522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ninja Turtles, Splinter, April, and Casey Jones! (Front &amp;amp; back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP66ShWv5BI/AAAAAAAAEOo/6h9mhda2CfA/s1600-h/P1020668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP66ShWv5BI/AAAAAAAAEOo/6h9mhda2CfA/s200/P1020668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259846242169512978" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP66TGuFA-I/AAAAAAAAEOw/m5OYUrzeQRQ/s1600-h/P1020669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP66TGuFA-I/AAAAAAAAEOw/m5OYUrzeQRQ/s200/P1020669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259846252199478242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Noid" and Tinkerbell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP66TVyWVqI/AAAAAAAAEO4/v1JbiwPwRtg/s1600-h/P1020674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP66TVyWVqI/AAAAAAAAEO4/v1JbiwPwRtg/s200/P1020674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259846256243922594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layla from Sky High!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6839MqmhI/AAAAAAAAEPQ/w6eLN-epu7E/s1600-h/P1020683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6839MqmhI/AAAAAAAAEPQ/w6eLN-epu7E/s200/P1020683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259849084321831442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generic Heroes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP684Z7AbII/AAAAAAAAEPY/4ab2ENJljy4/s1600-h/P1020685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP684Z7AbII/AAAAAAAAEPY/4ab2ENJljy4/s200/P1020685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259849092032392322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiro from Heroes (Future &amp;amp; Past)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP66T3Yz3II/AAAAAAAAEPA/Cuyv-e679Bs/s1600-h/P1020678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP66T3Yz3II/AAAAAAAAEPA/Cuyv-e679Bs/s200/P1020678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259846265263611010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolverine and The Black Canary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6845BaPBI/AAAAAAAAEPg/ztKo43dT6IU/s1600-h/P1020688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6845BaPBI/AAAAAAAAEPg/ztKo43dT6IU/s200/P1020688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259849100380748818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat Woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP685OX2jlI/AAAAAAAAEPo/qDjw0Jl20Q4/s1600-h/P1020691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP685OX2jlI/AAAAAAAAEPo/qDjw0Jl20Q4/s200/P1020691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259849106112024146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lex Luther!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP7Azbrr59I/AAAAAAAAEPw/ls3WdEt1q-4/s1600-h/P1020693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP7Azbrr59I/AAAAAAAAEPw/ls3WdEt1q-4/s200/P1020693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259853404652169170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great Pumpkin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP7AzlldJEI/AAAAAAAAEP4/bNnwTORJgMk/s1600-h/P1020694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP7AzlldJEI/AAAAAAAAEP4/bNnwTORJgMk/s200/P1020694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259853407310390338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a lot of good friends and family who are very good sports to dress up with us each year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8391692390014008681?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8391692390014008681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8391692390014008681&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8391692390014008681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8391692390014008681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP63IGy4XfI/AAAAAAAAENY/020e0_LRHXs/s72-c/P1020618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-3299376022121881803</id><published>2008-10-21T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:06:44.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>Saturday we were going in all different directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, Matt was rolling sod with Weston, while I was at the Primary Program practice.   Then Matt worked around the house, while I took a nap to relieve my lack of sleep during the previous week. Late afternoon, we went north to go to our nephew Jack's birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Lily, who is acting suspicious of Matt when he's talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6zcft8olI/AAAAAAAAENA/gFIMRkCLzFM/s1600-h/P1020702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6zcft8olI/AAAAAAAAENA/gFIMRkCLzFM/s320/P1020702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259838716947243602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Kendra going for a ride on Matt's shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6zck2Bx3I/AAAAAAAAENI/WWJdT1B0zxQ/s1600-h/P1020764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6zck2Bx3I/AAAAAAAAENI/WWJdT1B0zxQ/s320/P1020764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259838718323312498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jack opening presents with all of his friends (girl friends).  This picture makes me laugh, because he just opened an envelope with five one dollar bills.  They all screamed in excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6zdMrlE1I/AAAAAAAAENQ/BL-3KEPjRO4/s1600-h/P1020781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6zdMrlE1I/AAAAAAAAENQ/BL-3KEPjRO4/s320/P1020781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259838729016906578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After opening presents, Jack went around thanking everyone with a hug.  His friend Hannah told him that he missed hugging three people, and then dove on him for her hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6zbirNEoI/AAAAAAAAEM4/xO2kJlP-6Rw/s1600-h/P1020791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6zbirNEoI/AAAAAAAAEM4/xO2kJlP-6Rw/s320/P1020791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259838700561175170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries!  His other two friends, Jordan and Brooklyn, got their hugs, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-3299376022121881803?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/3299376022121881803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=3299376022121881803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3299376022121881803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3299376022121881803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/10/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6zcft8olI/AAAAAAAAENA/gFIMRkCLzFM/s72-c/P1020702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-5151711883705322337</id><published>2008-10-21T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:55:21.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>Working backwards ... we're now on Sunday ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which was the Primary Program.  The kids did so great, and they knew the songs better than the two previous years that I've been involved.  HATS OF TO KIRSTIE!  I was so happy that we ended on time, which has been a yearly goal.  All the pieces came together, and you could feel the testimony in their cute talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church our neighbor Hayley came over and we made spaghetti and she dressed up in our Halloween costumes.  It was fun.  She's a cutie, and it was fun to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we headed to Matt's aunt's home.  They're getting packed up to move to North Carolina next month.  We helped move some stuff, and she gave us an old Danish Bible that she wasn't sure where it came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6xSKZ-iTI/AAAAAAAAEMY/7UB4IcXYmOs/s1600-h/P1020819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6xSKZ-iTI/AAAAAAAAEMY/7UB4IcXYmOs/s320/P1020819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259836340404390194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon further inspection when we got home, we discovered it is Matt's great-grandmother &amp;amp; grand-father's family bible, listing births, marriages and deaths in their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6xSlN21mI/AAAAAAAAEMg/fRbMAkuDXcs/s1600-h/P1020814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6xSlN21mI/AAAAAAAAEMg/fRbMAkuDXcs/s320/P1020814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259836347601311330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also inside we found a page with pictures, two of which I'm pretty sure are his great-grandmother and great-grandfather, probably around their engagement (top and bottom right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6xTCyrfGI/AAAAAAAAEMo/O61G9MvQ6KU/s1600-h/P1020816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6xTCyrfGI/AAAAAAAAEMo/O61G9MvQ6KU/s320/P1020816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259836355540384866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we also found a newspaper clipping with Matt's grandmother's picture, and announcing her engagement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6xTRcqiNI/AAAAAAAAEMw/qmQDVWGtVws/s1600-h/P1020821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6xTRcqiNI/AAAAAAAAEMw/qmQDVWGtVws/s320/P1020821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259836359474579666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've put on my "History Detective Hat" the last few days to see what I can find on the internet to support my ideas of who are in the pictures in the Bible, but no luck yet.  I'll need to start asking those who knew them.  Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this stuff!!! (If you can't tell.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-5151711883705322337?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/5151711883705322337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=5151711883705322337&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5151711883705322337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5151711883705322337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6xSKZ-iTI/AAAAAAAAEMY/7UB4IcXYmOs/s72-c/P1020819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-6854362562021197061</id><published>2008-10-21T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:04:52.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around Town'/><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>After our busy weekend, we took some gift cards I got from work and went to The Melting Pot last night.  We've never been before, and it was a lot of fun!  I know I wouldn't pay $120.00 of my own money to go, but on someone else's dime, it was fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we walked around downtown remembering when we used to work there.  Matt and I met while working at Pacific Rim Mortgage Company which was in the Kearns Building.  Everything sure has changed a lot since those days!  The malls are gone!  The Trax train runs down Main Street!  The Conference Center was built!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HINT: Temple Square is NOT crowded in October.  You can take a nice leisurely stroll on the grounds and run into very few people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6ofEvkcRI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/qzMyJ38P1kw/s1600-h/P1020793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6ofEvkcRI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/qzMyJ38P1kw/s400/P1020793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259826666617991442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-6854362562021197061?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/6854362562021197061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=6854362562021197061&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/6854362562021197061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/6854362562021197061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/10/night-out.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6ofEvkcRI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/qzMyJ38P1kw/s72-c/P1020793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-6370066591347724895</id><published>2008-10-01T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T13:46:39.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Bonita</title><content type='html'>As part of my mom's family's yearly reunion, we auction off items that help to fund the next year's reunion. Although we are now asked to bring new items, in the past the auction consisted of wrapped white elephants; the only clue to the contents being a description on the outside of the box that said if the item was best for an adult, a child, a boy or a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a family reunion in 1992, we were still being asked to bring white elephants, but at this point we were asked to not wrap them. My Uncle Stan brought "Bonita" to the auction. Stan teaches at a college; teaching students how to do hair! Bonita was a hair school practice head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the course of the auction, they put a funny Robin-Hood-type hat on her. My dad thought she was pretty funny and bought her, and then traded hats with her to make everyone laugh. Here is Bonita in my dad's hat, and he in her's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SOPPMx9en5I/AAAAAAAAEDE/Mh5CtvMQCUM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252269408920706962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SOPPMx9en5I/AAAAAAAAEDE/Mh5CtvMQCUM/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonita floated around the house for the next few years, usually forgotten in a box, until someone opened the box and screamed when they saw eyes staring back at them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 1998, my mom was ready to get rid of her and asked if she might find a home at our place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we've had Bonita for 10 years. Each year at Halloween she makes her appearance. Once we made her a body and hung her from the trusses in our bay window. Another year we put her behind the door in the bathroom. She's been the centerpiece on the table, surrounded by veggies and dip. We've put her on top of the TV, on top of the post at the bottom of the stairs, on shelves, in windows, and on ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night as I started my Halloween decorating (I ALMOST made it until October to start) I unpacked her. I put her in the window of our downstairs bay, facing the front door. I thought that might creep someone out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning as I was locking up to come to work, I almost simultaneously jumped out of my socks, peed my pants, and had a heart attack! The first thing that shot into my mind when I saw her looking at me through the window was, 'Someone's in my house!' ... of course I figured it out quick enough, but I had aftershocks all the way to my car. And then I laughed as I remembered yesterday thinking that she might creep someone out, and of course she did, and of course it was ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, that's how it always is! Each year I put her somewhere so she'll scare MATT, and instead, forgetting she's there, she scares ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love Bonita. She's part of our Halloween Family. (Next we'll have to introduce you to Romer Treece.) And I can't wait to share where Bonita's going to be this year! I'll keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-6370066591347724895?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/6370066591347724895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=6370066591347724895&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/6370066591347724895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/6370066591347724895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/10/bonita.html' title='Bonita'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SOPPMx9en5I/AAAAAAAAEDE/Mh5CtvMQCUM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-655317697046660240</id><published>2008-09-26T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T08:30:33.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>5 days ...</title><content type='html'>until the best month of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wet your appetite for the month of October, here's a little Halloween dessert for you to mix up! Kitty Litter Cake!&lt;br /&gt;And here is an appetizing picture of the finished product:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SNz77es5sWI/AAAAAAAAEC8/MHs5ACiECRw/s1600-h/100_0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250348264879403362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SNz77es5sWI/AAAAAAAAEC8/MHs5ACiECRw/s400/100_0919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are are the ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 spice or German chocolate cake mix&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 white cake mix&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 large packages of vanilla instant pudding, prepared&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 large package of vanilla sanwich cookies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;green food coloring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12 small Tootsie Rolls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 NEW kitty litter pan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 NEW plastic kitty litter pan liner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 NEW pooper scooper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here are the instructions:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prepare cake mixes and bake according to directions (any size pans).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prepare pudding mix and chill until ready to assemble.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crumble white sandwich cookies in small batches in food processor, scraping often.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Set aside all but about 1/4 cup. To the 1/4 cup cookie crumbs, add a few drops green food coloring and mix until completely colored.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When cakes are cooled to room temperature, crumble into a large bowl. Toss with half the remaining white cookie crumbs and the chilled pudding. &lt;em&gt;Important: mix in just enough of the pudding to moisten it. You don't want it too soggy. Combine gently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Line a new, clean kitty litter box.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put the cake/pudding/cookie mixture into the litter box. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put three unwrapped Tootsie rolls in a microwave safe dish and heat until soft and pliable. Shape ends so they are no longer blunt, curving slightly. Repeat with 3 more Tootsie rolls bury them in the mixture.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sprinkle the other half of cookie crumbs over top. Scatter the green cookie crumbs lightly on top of everything -- this is supposed to look like the chlorophyll in kitty litter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heat 3 Tootsie Rolls in the microwave until almost melted. Scrape them on top of the cake; sprinkle with cookie crumbs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spread remaining Tootsie Rolls over the top; take one and heat until pliable, hang it over the side of the kitty litter box, sprinkling it lightly with cookie crumbs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Place the box on a newspaper and sprinkle a few of the cookie crumbs around for a truly disgusting effect!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-655317697046660240?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/655317697046660240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=655317697046660240&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/655317697046660240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/655317697046660240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/09/5-days.html' title='5 days ...'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SNz77es5sWI/AAAAAAAAEC8/MHs5ACiECRw/s72-c/100_0919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-4063787922303178988</id><published>2008-09-23T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T15:09:57.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>Kids on a Boat</title><content type='html'>We took the boat out this weekend, and had some new passengers ... Matt's sister Andi, her husband Justin and their three kids ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SNloB4s507I/AAAAAAAAECM/UGEyVU8_8wY/s1600-h/P1020514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249341222286906290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SNloB4s507I/AAAAAAAAECM/UGEyVU8_8wY/s320/P1020514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO DID ABSOLUTELY GREAT ON THE BOAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to take them all out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SNloyZMFpPI/AAAAAAAAECU/9KoAaTrF-20/s1600-h/P1020556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249342055641359602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SNloyZMFpPI/AAAAAAAAECU/9KoAaTrF-20/s320/P1020556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SNloy8W56GI/AAAAAAAAECc/D5FTf_YmNqY/s1600-h/P1020564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249342065081968738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SNloy8W56GI/AAAAAAAAECc/D5FTf_YmNqY/s320/P1020564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-4063787922303178988?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/4063787922303178988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=4063787922303178988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/4063787922303178988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/4063787922303178988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/09/kids-on-boat.html' title='Kids on a Boat'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SNloB4s507I/AAAAAAAAECM/UGEyVU8_8wY/s72-c/P1020514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8537854531056280382</id><published>2008-09-12T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:00:01.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>A Door</title><content type='html'>This post is in honor of my BFF Heather, who loves doors!&lt;br /&gt;Today is her birthday! Happy Birthday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJC_PUMGRGI/AAAAAAAAD5o/xD2dwr8d1zk/s1600-h/100_2571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228889437215540322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJC_PUMGRGI/AAAAAAAAD5o/xD2dwr8d1zk/s320/100_2571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is the door cool, but check out the handle.&lt;br /&gt;It toggles left and right (with your thumb) to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJC_PyBDPXI/AAAAAAAAD5w/X1N2nKXJcIg/s1600-h/100_2566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228889445222268274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJC_PyBDPXI/AAAAAAAAD5w/X1N2nKXJcIg/s320/100_2566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday to the Best BFF!  Love ya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(And see you next week for lunch!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8537854531056280382?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8537854531056280382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8537854531056280382&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8537854531056280382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8537854531056280382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/09/door.html' title='A Door'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJC_PUMGRGI/AAAAAAAAD5o/xD2dwr8d1zk/s72-c/100_2571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-1807934589092652153</id><published>2008-09-11T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:00:01.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Patriot Day</title><content type='html'>Today is Patriot Day.  We won't say to people in greeting, "Happy Patriot Day" - no, that feels painful.  Nor will anyone have the day off, and the day before invite people to "Have a good Patriot Day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not a "holiday", but I guess this is how they can start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorial Day ... a day to think of deceased loved ones, or an extra day for a weekend vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Martin Luther King Day ... we don't sit around thinking about this man's great deeds all day long, but gradually more and more companies are taking the day off.  And furniture companies are advertising sales!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President's Day ...&lt;br /&gt;Labor Day ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining!  I love to have the day off to spend with family, and yes the people that came before me helped to make that possible, and I'm sure that's what they would want me to be doing!  So, I'm not bagging on our holiday activities one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wonder what Patriot Day will be in 50-years or 100-years.  Will it become a holiday?  Or will it stay more like Pearl Harbor Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?  Do you think on September 11, when I'm 80 years old that I might be sitting with family on a boat since everyone has the day off?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-1807934589092652153?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/1807934589092652153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=1807934589092652153&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1807934589092652153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1807934589092652153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/09/patriot-day.html' title='Patriot Day'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8726847285830527174</id><published>2008-09-08T14:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:47:54.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Recommendation</title><content type='html'>Feeling a little weird about my last post, I thought I'd put this out in Bloggerville ... a movie I &lt;u&gt;would&lt;/u&gt; recommend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMWVzguAFLI/AAAAAAAAECE/yjHIKe_MQeE/s1600-h/farmer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243762053331555506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMWVzguAFLI/AAAAAAAAECE/yjHIKe_MQeE/s320/farmer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great movie, which would be especially fun to watch right now because of the upcoming presidential elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brief Plot: Katie Holstrom, the "Farmer's Daughter", moves to the big city to become a nurse, gets robbed, works in the house of a senator as his maid to re-earn her nursing tuition, and because of her political sense and honesty she ends up running for a newly opened position in the senate on an opposing ticket from the family she works for ... of course, after falling in love with the senator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about this movie is the loveable characters: Katie, the senator, his mom, his girlfriend, the butler, and Katie's super-strong brothers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8726847285830527174?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8726847285830527174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8726847285830527174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8726847285830527174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8726847285830527174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/09/recommendation.html' title='Recommendation'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMWVzguAFLI/AAAAAAAAECE/yjHIKe_MQeE/s72-c/farmer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-1670464691166328580</id><published>2008-09-08T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:49:44.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Seen It?</title><content type='html'>I have to admit that I have been reluctant to put this out there. Anyone seen this movie? What did you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMWTlstKp0I/AAAAAAAAEB8/3YK5CF0bsRw/s1600-h/lars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243759617007855426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMWTlstKp0I/AAAAAAAAEB8/3YK5CF0bsRw/s320/lars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked it out from the library, nervously expecting something possibly funny, also expecting that I might end up turning the TV off and not finishing it, and ultimately being positively surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can say, which is not necessarily a recommendation. I wouldn't watch it with young children around, which for me usually means I feel bad watching it. Which is another reason I hesitate to put it out there. But, here it is? I want someone else to comment who's seen it ... so here's your chance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-1670464691166328580?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/1670464691166328580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=1670464691166328580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1670464691166328580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1670464691166328580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/09/seen-it.html' title='Seen It?'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMWTlstKp0I/AAAAAAAAEB8/3YK5CF0bsRw/s72-c/lars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-5430489667301388036</id><published>2008-09-08T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:04:40.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Read it?</title><content type='html'>I'm currently 2/3 of the way through this book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMWRHIf4IcI/AAAAAAAAEB0/_rYHI-qw6FM/s1600-h/bsgoosegirl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243756892869108162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMWRHIf4IcI/AAAAAAAAEB0/_rYHI-qw6FM/s320/bsgoosegirl2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone out there that I know who has read it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Shannon Hale is an excellent writer! And I'll be a little controversial* here by saying that although Stephenie Meyer is a great storyteller, that I think Shannon Hale does a lot more with the English language, using common words in unusual ways, which I love. I'll have to put an example on here. She's amazing!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm really on the edge, huh - pushing buttons and creating havoc with my opinions. Ha-ha. Really though, I know that there are people out there who would argue with me. Sorry! I think I'm right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** I have to admit that I've only read two of her books, both about princesses, and I'm hoping to read something where she expands to a new topic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-5430489667301388036?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/5430489667301388036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=5430489667301388036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5430489667301388036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5430489667301388036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/09/read-it.html' title='Read it?'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMWRHIf4IcI/AAAAAAAAEB0/_rYHI-qw6FM/s72-c/bsgoosegirl2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-3788415493170755786</id><published>2008-09-07T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:49:33.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interests'/><title type='text'>Sport:Tennis</title><content type='html'>I love tennis!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the one sport that I can watch for hours.  All the excitement of this last week has held me captive.  I'm excited that one American has made it to the finals ... Serena Williams ... and I hope she does great tonight!  Go Serena!  Watching her battle it out with her sister was amazing.  I don't think there is a more entertaining pair to watch than Serena and Venus.  Most the time I don't care who wins when they play, I just enjoy the show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMRn3AIOQDI/AAAAAAAAEBs/5zAspz4MdB0/s200/serena-williams.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243430060791054386" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a big Federer fan!  Back when Agassi was still playing, not so much.  He made me mad because he was so PERFECT.  But, he is so gracious in real life, and a real class act - and I became a fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMRn3Jdw_cI/AAAAAAAAEBk/rwCFHHctMDw/s200/roger_federer_narrowweb__300x437,0.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243430063297330626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enter Nadal this year at Wimbledon, knocking Federer off his well-deserved pedestal.  I wasn't too happy!  Then the Olympics, where Nadal ended up with the gold medal.  My consolation was that Federer got the gold in the pairs competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMRn20wj78I/AAAAAAAAEBc/npugeGrCpxU/s200/nadal.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243430057739022274" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, at the U.S. Open I was REALLY looking forward to a showdown between Nadal and Federer, with of course Federer coming out on top!  Any tennis fan out there knows that Andy Murray beat Nadal today, so I don't know how I feel?  I am torn ... glad that Nadal lost ... sad that there won't be a showdown ... but, still excited to see how it turns out.  Go Federer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMRn2lCTHYI/AAAAAAAAEBU/Z6_GGxZtyJ4/s200/murray.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243430053518450050" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note, I really do like Nadal.  I think he's a great player, and also a person with a lot of class.  I think if it wasn't Federer that he was beating, that a lot of times I would be excited when he won!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh, tennis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-3788415493170755786?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/3788415493170755786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=3788415493170755786&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3788415493170755786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3788415493170755786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/09/sporttennis.html' title='Sport:Tennis'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMRn3AIOQDI/AAAAAAAAEBs/5zAspz4MdB0/s72-c/serena-williams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-5315518436286548336</id><published>2008-09-06T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T12:00:00.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>One Year</title><content type='html'>It's my One-Year Bloggiversary!&lt;br /&gt;A few things to remember from this past year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My &lt;a href="http://naewar.blogspot.com/2007/09/budding-interests.html"&gt;first post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/"&gt;Church stuff&lt;/a&gt;: Elder's Quorum Movie Night, Fall General Conference, Primary Program, &lt;a href="http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/01/prophets.html"&gt;New Prophet&lt;/a&gt;, Ward Talent Show, and Spring General Conference.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://naewar.blogspot.com/2007/10/potions.html"&gt;11th Annual Halloween Party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bollywood: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hrithik"&gt;Hrithik Roshan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shah_rukh_khan"&gt;Shah Rukh Khan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Koi..._Mil_Gaya"&gt;movie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Krrish"&gt;marathon&lt;/a&gt; with Matt &amp;amp; Steph, and the long wait for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jodhaa_Akbar"&gt;Jodhaa Akbar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reconnected with my first &lt;a href="http://ourtexasfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;old friend&lt;/a&gt; in Bloggerville.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered my first &lt;a href="http://oliviacarter.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bloggerville friend&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas season: &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/events/0,8191,713,00.html"&gt;Savior of the World&lt;/a&gt; play, &lt;a href="http://www.balletwest.org/"&gt;Nutcracker&lt;/a&gt; ballet, and &lt;a href="http://www.christmasutah.com/"&gt;Christmas Utah&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family &amp;amp; Friends: Made quilts for family reunion in August, yearly visit to the &lt;a href="http://www.southtowneexpo.com/calendar.html"&gt;Auto Expo&lt;/a&gt; with Matt &amp;amp; Steph, &lt;a href="http://nateandkristennichols.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nichols'&lt;/a&gt; house for dinner with the &lt;a href="http://theshakespearfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shakespear's&lt;/a&gt;, my nephew Colton's baptism, Jeramy &amp;amp; Brandi came for a visit, and &lt;a href="http://mtgratitude.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather &amp;amp; Jake's&lt;/a&gt; open house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Birthdays: My BFF &lt;a href="http://mtgratitude.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; turned 30, my nephew Justin turned 18, my nephew Shaun turned 21, my &lt;a href="http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-is-crazy.html"&gt;dad&lt;/a&gt; turned 70, and we attended Kami's surprise birthday party ... Come on Kami!  Get moving on your blog so I can link to it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://joellenstraveladventures.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joellen&lt;/a&gt;: Our friend moved to London for the season (ha, ha --- for a one-year temporary assignment, but those who watch British movies will get the joke), we are watching her cats, and she's only come back for one visit.  We miss her!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saw some fun movies in the theater: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nim%27s_Island"&gt;Nim's Island&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iron_man_movie"&gt;Iron Man&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Enchanted_(film)"&gt;Enchanted&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went on some fun adventures: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arches_National_Park"&gt;Arches in Utah&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://naewar.blogspot.com/search/label/Maui"&gt;Maui in Hawaii&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/06/long-time-no-blog.html"&gt;Rifle in Colorado&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-is-crazy.html"&gt;Boise in Idaho&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/maiden-voyage.html"&gt;Fish Lake in Utah&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-is-crazy.html"&gt;Angels Camp in California&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/caribbean.html"&gt;Bear Lake in Utah&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/09/gsl-governors-cup.html"&gt;Great Salt Lake in Utah&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remodeled: Worked on house, built a fence, and fixed a &lt;a href="http://naewar.blogspot.com/search/label/Boat"&gt;boat&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New additions: Matt &amp;amp; Steph's son Xander is born and Andi &amp;amp; Justin's son Jet is born.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next thing for me ... I want to do my Blog Book. I'm nervous and excited! Anyone done one before? Any hints for me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-5315518436286548336?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/5315518436286548336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=5315518436286548336&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5315518436286548336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5315518436286548336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-year.html' title='One Year'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-7558106160544558040</id><published>2008-09-04T13:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:06:22.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Uncommon Goods</title><content type='html'>I love &lt;a href="http://www.uncommongoods.com/"&gt;Uncommon Goods&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had loads of money, I would buy from them all the time. As it is, I mostly just look. I did buy the following "Desktop Dodgeball" set for Matt for Christmas last year. Wanna come over and play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMBKXJNC9CI/AAAAAAAAEBE/IAkPIJJQooc/s1600-h/dodgeball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242271727727342626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMBKXJNC9CI/AAAAAAAAEBE/IAkPIJJQooc/s320/dodgeball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would really love the "Come In - Go Away" door mat.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMBMqnRWQvI/AAAAAAAAEBM/xIzQGR7esVY/s1600-h/come+in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242274261239218930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMBMqnRWQvI/AAAAAAAAEBM/xIzQGR7esVY/s320/come+in.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-7558106160544558040?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/7558106160544558040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=7558106160544558040&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7558106160544558040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7558106160544558040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/09/uncommon-goods.html' title='Uncommon Goods'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SMBKXJNC9CI/AAAAAAAAEBE/IAkPIJJQooc/s72-c/dodgeball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8402620716532041611</id><published>2008-09-02T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T16:09:34.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>What's The Buzz?</title><content type='html'>I have noticed a lot of things around me lately that buzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, today I walked into my boss Catherine's office, and her laptop was buzzing. It sounded like it was a plane getting ready to take off. Also:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;This morning the coffee machine at work was buzzing and we had to unplug it. Come to find out it was the heater element which was trying to heat water, and there was no water.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My cute little fan at work is making a buzzing sound. I think from constant use that the little screw that holds on the tiny blades is loose. One day it will let loose and launch (reminding me of that scene in the movie Contact).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And of course the queen of all buzzing sounds ... bees! We have a yellow-jacket infestation in our yard. We have traps (yes, plural) out, which are filling up constantly and we've sprayed and sprayed. Come on cold weather! (Not really, just to get rid of the bees and then we want it warm again.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am sure there are more examples, because it is standing out at this moment as a theme in my life. I'll keep you posted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8402620716532041611?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8402620716532041611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8402620716532041611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8402620716532041611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8402620716532041611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-that-buzz.html' title='What&apos;s The Buzz?'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8276096918929631788</id><published>2008-09-02T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:45:03.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around Town'/><title type='text'>Gilgal Garden</title><content type='html'>Looking for something to do around SLC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a drive to Gilgal Sculpture Garden. They've made a lot of landscaping improvements in the last few years, and it's pretty fun (and interesting) to walk around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL23Yh6AW6I/AAAAAAAAEAI/DE40Wj3mQWg/s1600-h/100_2494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241547173375531938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL23Yh6AW6I/AAAAAAAAEAI/DE40Wj3mQWg/s320/100_2494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's free, and there is a map available to explain symbolism, concepts, and creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL23Ydp2CgI/AAAAAAAAEAA/M-gEeuo6L3M/s1600-h/100_2493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241547172234004994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL23Ydp2CgI/AAAAAAAAEAA/M-gEeuo6L3M/s320/100_2493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Garden is located at 749 East 500 South and is tucked behind and in between houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL23Y-cp-KI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/LvJaiZ2ByE0/s1600-h/100_2492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241547181037058210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL23Y-cp-KI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/LvJaiZ2ByE0/s320/100_2492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not huge, so you could spend 15-quick-minutes or 60-leasurely-minutes walking around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8276096918929631788?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8276096918929631788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8276096918929631788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8276096918929631788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8276096918929631788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/09/gilgal-garden.html' title='Gilgal Garden'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL23Yh6AW6I/AAAAAAAAEAI/DE40Wj3mQWg/s72-c/100_2494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8877717630588282796</id><published>2008-09-02T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:53:57.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>GSL Governor's Cup</title><content type='html'>So, this weekend at Great Salt Lake was the Governor's Cup. No, we didn't participate, but Matt, Shaun, my dad, and I hung out on the lake and watched the race, as we attempted to sail to Antelope Island from the marina near Saltaire. Yea - it's farther than it looks. We really do need GPS so we'll know these things. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sailed away from shore for 4 hours and then it took us 2 hours to get back. There were minimal bugs, and yes when we got out far enough there weren't any around! Yeah! The closer we got to Antelope Island the more we saw and they were no longer brine flies, but BITING FLIES. So we turned around to come back into shore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was interesting that no matter how far we got out on the lake that if we listened really close we could hear the freeway. And there are a lot of trains that go by. And the smoke stack only looked a few inches tall when we were nearer Antelope Island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had fun sailing from buoy to buoy, charging seagulls, and watching the "diving ducks". Good times! Thanks Shaun &amp;amp; dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Approaching the first buoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL2zn4yHTlI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/xbDGurYI2Fg/s1600-h/P1020309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241543039167974994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL2zn4yHTlI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/xbDGurYI2Fg/s320/P1020309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shaun catching brine shrimp. (There are 3 of them here.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL2zoCYNi2I/AAAAAAAAD_g/tqwkTQCOUfA/s1600-h/P1020323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241543041743686498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL2zoCYNi2I/AAAAAAAAD_g/tqwkTQCOUfA/s320/P1020323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad scooping brine shrimp in our collapsable bailing bucket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I love that thing!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL2zoaAZT0I/AAAAAAAAD_w/tnkWgc9ZM-o/s1600-h/P1020324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241543048086245186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL2zoaAZT0I/AAAAAAAAD_w/tnkWgc9ZM-o/s320/P1020324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Governor's Cup Race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL20mtgepCI/AAAAAAAAD_4/CNhsVZn1l7g/s1600-h/P1020326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241544118472975394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL20mtgepCI/AAAAAAAAD_4/CNhsVZn1l7g/s320/P1020326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8877717630588282796?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8877717630588282796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8877717630588282796&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8877717630588282796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8877717630588282796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/09/gsl-governors-cup.html' title='GSL Governor&apos;s Cup'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SL2zn4yHTlI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/xbDGurYI2Fg/s72-c/P1020309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-2971167466921474116</id><published>2008-08-28T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T12:17:10.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>R U A Follower?</title><content type='html'>If you are a follower, pretty soon I'll know for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the &lt;a href="http://buzz.blogger.com/"&gt;Blogger Buzz&lt;/a&gt; and see what's coming to your Dashboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-2971167466921474116?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/2971167466921474116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=2971167466921474116&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2971167466921474116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2971167466921474116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/r-u-follower.html' title='R U A Follower?'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-2540958737986792675</id><published>2008-08-28T11:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:54:44.082-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>What's Happening?</title><content type='html'>We had our Primary Presidency meeting last night and &lt;a href="http://thebakerbloggers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenny&lt;/a&gt; told me that I'm not posting enough, and when I do that I'm mostly posting about the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK - with that in mind I've posted once today (about the boat) and here's the "what else is up" post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last weekend we had our monthly family dinner (Matt's side) and we were in charge. Since the weather was nice, we went to Flat Iron Mesa and had a BBQ and then flew our stunt kites. Wes and Lisa brought theirs and we had ours. The nephews and nieces had fun playing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Jack with his air-conditioned hair-do. Air conditioning was provided by his father following behind Jack misting him with a spray bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SLbuNWJ66YI/AAAAAAAAD-U/8MUYkif3yH8/s1600-h/P1020212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239637129545050498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SLbuNWJ66YI/AAAAAAAAD-U/8MUYkif3yH8/s320/P1020212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Kendra after one of her 100+ rolls down the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SLbuOxVlQFI/AAAAAAAAD-o/dUyhwcdyCf4/s1600-h/P1020221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239637154021589074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SLbuOxVlQFI/AAAAAAAAD-o/dUyhwcdyCf4/s320/P1020221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Lily before FEARLESSLY going down the slide. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SLbuN3ml9nI/AAAAAAAAD-c/UUvs0qpaxZ0/s1600-h/P1020213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239637138523682418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SLbuN3ml9nI/AAAAAAAAD-c/UUvs0qpaxZ0/s320/P1020213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's Jet, the newest addition, hanging out with his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SLbuPtRSIHI/AAAAAAAAD-0/PKyoVxCZ92M/s1600-h/P1020238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239637170109685874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SLbuPtRSIHI/AAAAAAAAD-0/PKyoVxCZ92M/s320/P1020238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fabulous evening and I'm so glad the weather has been so nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, look forward to my next post about some random topic, and while you're waiting, head on over to &lt;a href="http://thebakerbloggers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenny's blog&lt;/a&gt; and read her latest post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-2540958737986792675?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/2540958737986792675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=2540958737986792675&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2540958737986792675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2540958737986792675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-happening.html' title='What&apos;s Happening?'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SLbuNWJ66YI/AAAAAAAAD-U/8MUYkif3yH8/s72-c/P1020212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-3914332960090368538</id><published>2008-08-28T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:19:54.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>Great Salt Lake</title><content type='html'>Sailing on Great Salt Lake was different than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water was nice, the sunset was beautiful, and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SLbrqnXT74I/AAAAAAAAD-E/xr5bD9VRL54/s1600-h/P1020246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239634333845942146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SLbrqnXT74I/AAAAAAAAD-E/xr5bD9VRL54/s320/P1020246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the brine flies were SWARMING!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SLbrreIW7MI/AAAAAAAAD-M/P_7wXPT4BAo/s1600-h/P1020276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239634348547173570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SLbrreIW7MI/AAAAAAAAD-M/P_7wXPT4BAo/s320/P1020276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard they're around, but not this BIG of an issue.  I think it must have been the time of day that we launched.  At least they don't bite.  (I'm being optimistic.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-3914332960090368538?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/3914332960090368538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=3914332960090368538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3914332960090368538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3914332960090368538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/great-salt-lake.html' title='Great Salt Lake'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SLbrqnXT74I/AAAAAAAAD-E/xr5bD9VRL54/s72-c/P1020246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-2413150333189225959</id><published>2008-08-18T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T15:10:40.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>Caribbean</title><content type='html'>They call Bear Lake the Caribbean of Utah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKnxbPYHgtI/AAAAAAAAD9I/lw0OculBTXk/s1600-h/P1020191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235981492081361618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKnxbPYHgtI/AAAAAAAAD9I/lw0OculBTXk/s320/P1020191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand that when I'm surrounded by the turqoise water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKnxay6zzOI/AAAAAAAAD9A/vV3INVs8hz8/s1600-h/P1020192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235981484442242274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKnxay6zzOI/AAAAAAAAD9A/vV3INVs8hz8/s320/P1020192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, not when I'm at the State Park Marina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKnxaUbQHHI/AAAAAAAAD84/A0VTse-pU-w/s1600-h/P1020176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235981476256816242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKnxaUbQHHI/AAAAAAAAD84/A0VTse-pU-w/s320/P1020176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes! That's a long line! We launched from the exact other side of the lake. A good experience for us, so we'll never attempt this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Bear Lake was wonderful - sunny and cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-2413150333189225959?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/2413150333189225959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=2413150333189225959&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2413150333189225959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2413150333189225959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/caribbean.html' title='Caribbean'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKnxbPYHgtI/AAAAAAAAD9I/lw0OculBTXk/s72-c/P1020191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8652244502504411908</id><published>2008-08-14T12:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T12:58:03.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bollywood'/><title type='text'>Not Boat Related</title><content type='html'>Yes, I still have interests outside of the boat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note that an anticipated event for Hrithik, Ash, and/or Bollywood fans is upcoming! Within the next two weeks, Jodhaa Akbar will be released on DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKSNRjKbFpI/AAAAAAAAD8w/30_B-c9j1Qo/s1600-h/jodhaa_akbar_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234463999547610770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKSNRjKbFpI/AAAAAAAAD8w/30_B-c9j1Qo/s320/jodhaa_akbar_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8652244502504411908?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8652244502504411908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8652244502504411908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8652244502504411908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8652244502504411908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-boat-related.html' title='Not Boat Related'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKSNRjKbFpI/AAAAAAAAD8w/30_B-c9j1Qo/s72-c/jodhaa_akbar_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-2317321300179022002</id><published>2008-08-14T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T12:58:48.956-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>Utah Lake</title><content type='html'>We tried the sailboat out on Utah Lake last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No motor. (It's on order.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we sailed it out of the dock, and back into the dock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKSKLGun-iI/AAAAAAAAD8o/5vHlIc7Y4T8/s1600-h/P1020157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234460590300723746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKSKLGun-iI/AAAAAAAAD8o/5vHlIc7Y4T8/s320/P1020157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Weston and Lisa got to experience the adventure with us. It was a lot of fun and we did really well (again considering that we had no motor) ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-2317321300179022002?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/2317321300179022002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=2317321300179022002&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2317321300179022002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2317321300179022002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/utah-lake.html' title='Utah Lake'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKSKLGun-iI/AAAAAAAAD8o/5vHlIc7Y4T8/s72-c/P1020157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-1374318419936774291</id><published>2008-08-12T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T08:27:53.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>Boat Name</title><content type='html'>We've had a lot of people ask if the boat has a name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're tossing around ideas, and we're thinking about a few of them, but so far only one of them has stood out as a strong possibility.&lt;br /&gt;(No, I'm not going to tell you which one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've put a few of our ideas to the left. Mark one or more that you may like, and we'll see what my five readers think. Or if you have other ideas, feel free to comment ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-1374318419936774291?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/1374318419936774291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=1374318419936774291&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1374318419936774291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1374318419936774291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/boat-name.html' title='Boat Name'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-2331634075400087347</id><published>2008-08-11T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T12:38:39.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>Fourth Crew</title><content type='html'>We figured out what was up with the motor, so Matt, Dad, Shaun and I headed out on the lake again.  The engine worked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;intermittently, and ultimately huffed it's last.  Did you know there's not anyone around willing to work on a 1981 boat motor?  There aren't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKSIubRNF6I/AAAAAAAAD8g/IOTv7SO2JDA/s1600-h/P1020074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234458998086637474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKSIubRNF6I/AAAAAAAAD8g/IOTv7SO2JDA/s400/P1020074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway - we sailed it into the dock, which was funny.  We were all pretty nervous, but it went well.  But we were cruising in there and then dropped the main sail when we got close.  There was a lady in a corresponding dock whose eyes were the size of dinner plates as we swiftly sailed straight towards her, Matt jumping off the boat, reigning it in with the dock line.  Crazy fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-2331634075400087347?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/2331634075400087347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=2331634075400087347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2331634075400087347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2331634075400087347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/fourth-crew.html' title='Fourth Crew'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKSIubRNF6I/AAAAAAAAD8g/IOTv7SO2JDA/s72-c/P1020074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-3515185238473420424</id><published>2008-08-11T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T12:25:36.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>Third Crew</title><content type='html'>This is the third group we were going to take out.&lt;br /&gt;But, the motor wasn't working, so it was a short trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKSE-sJRDCI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/0bsOQ1u5sxQ/s1600-h/P1020054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234454879448140834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKSE-sJRDCI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/0bsOQ1u5sxQ/s320/P1020054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isn't my nephew Colton the cutest?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKSE-3rmQcI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/jCZBInLR3ew/s1600-h/P1020052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234454882544927170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKSE-3rmQcI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/jCZBInLR3ew/s320/P1020052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-3515185238473420424?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/3515185238473420424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=3515185238473420424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3515185238473420424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3515185238473420424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/third-crew-unsuccessful.html' title='Third Crew'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKSE-sJRDCI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/0bsOQ1u5sxQ/s72-c/P1020054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-9064350211805681166</id><published>2008-08-11T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T10:19:22.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>Second Crew</title><content type='html'>We dropped off Linda and picked up Dallas and headed out again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGw__FS78I/AAAAAAAAD8I/A6MkNvOaudY/s1600-h/P1020019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233658855293120450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGw__FS78I/AAAAAAAAD8I/A6MkNvOaudY/s320/P1020019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More great wind, with a little excitement from the hit-and-miss motor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-9064350211805681166?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/9064350211805681166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=9064350211805681166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/9064350211805681166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/9064350211805681166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/second-crew.html' title='Second Crew'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGw__FS78I/AAAAAAAAD8I/A6MkNvOaudY/s72-c/P1020019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8498856749895869493</id><published>2008-08-11T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T08:34:16.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>First Crew</title><content type='html'>We motored into shore and picked up a few crew members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sailed for quite awhile and had some good, strong wind, which had the boat leaning and us cruising across the water. It was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGs0z1Yr0I/AAAAAAAAD8A/h5e4xT-ExC0/s1600-h/P1010970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233654265248526146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGs0z1Yr0I/AAAAAAAAD8A/h5e4xT-ExC0/s400/P1010970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashley, Justin, Matt, Shaun, and Linda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8498856749895869493?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8498856749895869493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8498856749895869493&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8498856749895869493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8498856749895869493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-crew.html' title='First Crew'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGs0z1Yr0I/AAAAAAAAD8A/h5e4xT-ExC0/s72-c/P1010970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-4705773942005770634</id><published>2008-08-11T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T08:23:34.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>True Maiden Voyage</title><content type='html'>The next morning, we actually went out on the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGqdjvXzsI/AAAAAAAAD7o/HnjwwRIB_Xo/s1600-h/P1010931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233651666768088770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGqdjvXzsI/AAAAAAAAD7o/HnjwwRIB_Xo/s320/P1010931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we put up the sails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGqeZhmg5I/AAAAAAAAD7w/nMZlq4RyZhQ/s1600-h/P1010948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233651681205846930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGqeZhmg5I/AAAAAAAAD7w/nMZlq4RyZhQ/s320/P1010948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sailed around before picking up the "crew".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGqe6Esr0I/AAAAAAAAD74/3IHkjt5nMyE/s1600-h/P1010952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233651689942986562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGqe6Esr0I/AAAAAAAAD74/3IHkjt5nMyE/s320/P1010952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-4705773942005770634?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/4705773942005770634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=4705773942005770634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/4705773942005770634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/4705773942005770634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/true-maiden-voyage.html' title='True Maiden Voyage'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGqdjvXzsI/AAAAAAAAD7o/HnjwwRIB_Xo/s72-c/P1010931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8181011562238907152</id><published>2008-08-11T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T08:14:25.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>Maiden Voyage</title><content type='html'>Our maiden voyage started about 10:00pm at Fish Lake, Utah. Yes, the first time in the water we launched in the dark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had my adventurous nephews and nieces aboard, and we set sail. Well, not really "set sail", more like we motored to the dock and tied it up for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are hanging out in the boat in the black of night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGoG9xq0gI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/HxFjijNdCmA/s1600-h/P1010923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233649079596798466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGoG9xq0gI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/HxFjijNdCmA/s320/P1010923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasha, Ashley, and Shaun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGoHr1SpSI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/Lm1i19THA1Y/s1600-h/P1010924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233649091960022306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGoHr1SpSI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/Lm1i19THA1Y/s320/P1010924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGoHyVS5bI/AAAAAAAAD7g/F8zLPo4cFBA/s1600-h/P1010925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233649093704869298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGoHyVS5bI/AAAAAAAAD7g/F8zLPo4cFBA/s320/P1010925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the highlights were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;motoring away from the dock with Linda and dad panicked because the docking line was wrapped among their feet and pulling them to the water!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shaun standing on the front of the boat with his mini LED light, guiding us to the dock.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the six of us staying up 'til past midnight telling stories and playing "Go Fish!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a great time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8181011562238907152?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8181011562238907152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8181011562238907152&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8181011562238907152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8181011562238907152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/maiden-voyage.html' title='Maiden Voyage'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SKGoG9xq0gI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/HxFjijNdCmA/s72-c/P1010923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-843095807268404720</id><published>2008-08-02T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T11:35:45.616-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>Back Hatch</title><content type='html'>We worked on the back wall and hatch on Friday night for much longer than we wanted to! But, it turned out nice. I'll have to get a picture of the hatch on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJibuQOoHhI/AAAAAAAAD6A/0pMql2id-dI/s1600-h/P1010922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231102186123435538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJibuQOoHhI/AAAAAAAAD6A/0pMql2id-dI/s400/P1010922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-843095807268404720?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/843095807268404720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=843095807268404720&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/843095807268404720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/843095807268404720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-hatch.html' title='Back Hatch'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJibuQOoHhI/AAAAAAAAD6A/0pMql2id-dI/s72-c/P1010922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-2715892576059699531</id><published>2008-07-31T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T11:25:23.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>Sweet Floor!</title><content type='html'>Look at the beautiful floor that Matt cut!&lt;br /&gt;And the door is back on at the back of the cabin.&lt;br /&gt;Also, notice the the foam square that is preventing Matt from hitting his head ... again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJICFcOMXNI/AAAAAAAAD54/J0cXOhhyV9Y/s1600-h/P1010844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229244409828891858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJICFcOMXNI/AAAAAAAAD54/J0cXOhhyV9Y/s400/P1010844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-2715892576059699531?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/2715892576059699531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=2715892576059699531&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2715892576059699531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2715892576059699531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/07/sweet-floor.html' title='Sweet Floor!'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJICFcOMXNI/AAAAAAAAD54/J0cXOhhyV9Y/s72-c/P1010844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-7834609842211367711</id><published>2008-07-31T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T11:12:01.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soapbox'/><title type='text'>Soapbox #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/"&gt;Snopes.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two reasons why &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/"&gt;Snopes.com&lt;/a&gt; should be your best friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Consider the upcoming election. It's always good to verify information you receive in order to discover a truer picture. &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/politics/obama/taxes.asp"&gt;This story&lt;/a&gt;, for example, that I've received in my inbox a couple of times this week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Consider people before forwarding that email! You know the email that I'm talking about. The one that made you sweat when you ready it. The one about needing to register your &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/politics/business/cell411.asp"&gt;cell phone&lt;/a&gt;? Or your &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/inboxer/household/glade.asp"&gt;house burning&lt;/a&gt; down? Yea, those ones. I got them .... a few times. Don't need 'em anymore. Especially since they're a load of ....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, if you &lt;u&gt;first&lt;/u&gt; check snopes and find out that the email that's been around the world and is now in your inbox is VALID, send it on! I'll be glad to read it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You'll find that the true story is often more interesting than the made-up one. For example, &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/music/artists/nesmith2.asp"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; story about the Monkee's Mike Nesmith.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and the ones that say "checked on Snopes and it's true" at the top. Make sure you double-check those ones. I'm getting those lately and .... what was that? They're false!? They lied? Say it's not true!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;... stepping down off of the soap box. Thank you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-7834609842211367711?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/7834609842211367711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=7834609842211367711&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7834609842211367711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7834609842211367711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/07/soapbox-2.html' title='Soapbox #2'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-3865879509484981367</id><published>2008-07-30T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T12:02:16.013-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>Boat + Paint = Better!</title><content type='html'>We still have some things to work on, but it looks a lot better than the picture in the previous post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJC5IRmx3rI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/pjVxZQJN7RU/s1600-h/P1010824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228882719193292466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJC5IRmx3rI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/pjVxZQJN7RU/s400/P1010824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt painted the majority; I did some.  However, I did most of the cushion in the cabin!  What a pain!  One more to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-3865879509484981367?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/3865879509484981367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=3865879509484981367&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3865879509484981367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3865879509484981367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/07/boat-paint-better.html' title='Boat + Paint = Better!'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJC5IRmx3rI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/pjVxZQJN7RU/s72-c/P1010824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8538569109687577721</id><published>2008-07-30T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T12:11:52.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boat'/><title type='text'>Fiberglass</title><content type='html'>I love to learn new things. Even if it's not fun, it can be nice to be able to say that you know how to do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how to resin fiberglass! What amazing stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJC8TKHpgQI/AAAAAAAAD5g/26mcrhDo4-8/s1600-h/P1010791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228886204697116930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJC8TKHpgQI/AAAAAAAAD5g/26mcrhDo4-8/s400/P1010791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun at first, but I got a little bored with it. And I got tired of the stickiness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8538569109687577721?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8538569109687577721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8538569109687577721&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8538569109687577721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8538569109687577721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/07/fiberglass.html' title='Fiberglass'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SJC8TKHpgQI/AAAAAAAAD5g/26mcrhDo4-8/s72-c/P1010791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-3354242378938746448</id><published>2008-07-24T13:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T13:42:46.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Climbing the Charts!</title><content type='html'>Yeah! I just checked my &lt;a href="http://reader.google.com/"&gt;Google Reader&lt;/a&gt; subscription trends and I now have 5 subscribers to my blog! Last month I was at 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who you are Number Five, but HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;(Did anyone notice the subtle reference to Short Circuit?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now it's official when I post to "all my five readers"!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woo-hoo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been on this soap box before, but if you haven't tried &lt;a href="http://reader.google.com/"&gt;Google Reader&lt;/a&gt;, you really should. It is the best way to keep track of all the stuff you want to read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-3354242378938746448?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/3354242378938746448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=3354242378938746448&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3354242378938746448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3354242378938746448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/07/climbing-charts.html' title='Climbing the Charts!'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-5708645195424050194</id><published>2008-07-24T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T13:26:37.325-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Summer is Crazy!</title><content type='html'>It is seriously difficult to make time to blog in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my five reader's aren't pensively waiting for the next entry, but there are a few people out there who I know are wondering what happened to me .... just like how I wonder when I don't see any updates from them. Here's a recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad turned 70! And we celebrated at Cowboy Grub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjZ0HxJbnI/AAAAAAAAD4M/qB9NkW3qscg/s1600-h/P1010117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226666857025072754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjZ0HxJbnI/AAAAAAAAD4M/qB9NkW3qscg/s200/P1010117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjcrSAbwSI/AAAAAAAAD4c/PQtncEsmw4o/s1600-h/P1010097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226670003689603362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjcrSAbwSI/AAAAAAAAD4c/PQtncEsmw4o/s200/P1010097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjcsLK-gHI/AAAAAAAAD4k/Wrw98Z2p1dQ/s1600-h/P1010084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226670019034644594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjcsLK-gHI/AAAAAAAAD4k/Wrw98Z2p1dQ/s200/P1010084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjcq4jIwaI/AAAAAAAAD4U/qKtckdiyM0Q/s1600-h/P1010130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226669996855837090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjcq4jIwaI/AAAAAAAAD4U/qKtckdiyM0Q/s200/P1010130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We built a bridge and a fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjcsccUcoI/AAAAAAAAD4s/tuQTanzbKi0/s1600-h/P1010164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226670023670788738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjcsccUcoI/AAAAAAAAD4s/tuQTanzbKi0/s200/P1010164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjZzWw1x5I/AAAAAAAAD30/WNfXR3IJC1Y/s1600-h/P1010160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226666843870447506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjZzWw1x5I/AAAAAAAAD30/WNfXR3IJC1Y/s200/P1010160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had guests at our house and partied on the 4th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjZzwAjMXI/AAAAAAAAD4E/eP1xY9VcU1I/s1600-h/P1010312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226666850647224690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjZzwAjMXI/AAAAAAAAD4E/eP1xY9VcU1I/s200/P1010312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjcs_1--qI/AAAAAAAAD40/OpRCXoStG0s/s1600-h/P1010292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226670033173674658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjcs_1--qI/AAAAAAAAD40/OpRCXoStG0s/s200/P1010292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjZynLp61I/AAAAAAAAD3s/tRGi0Ap-ZRQ/s1600-h/P1010199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226666831098014546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjZynLp61I/AAAAAAAAD3s/tRGi0Ap-ZRQ/s200/P1010199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjZzoBz5xI/AAAAAAAAD38/NM4VwDoJUtE/s1600-h/P1010239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226666848505030418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjZzoBz5xI/AAAAAAAAD38/NM4VwDoJUtE/s200/P1010239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent a week in Boise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjJeNTDsRI/AAAAAAAAD1s/pf5RVOhCRxo/s1600-h/P1010523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226648888366313746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjJeNTDsRI/AAAAAAAAD1s/pf5RVOhCRxo/s200/P1010523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjJd_YK5jI/AAAAAAAAD1k/U5nlooaWTqk/s1600-h/P1010494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226648884629661234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjJd_YK5jI/AAAAAAAAD1k/U5nlooaWTqk/s200/P1010494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjJdnHH8RI/AAAAAAAAD1c/DDEXVZD-Too/s1600-h/P1010457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226648878115713298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjJdnHH8RI/AAAAAAAAD1c/DDEXVZD-Too/s200/P1010457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjJdc-81JI/AAAAAAAAD1U/34qEaeVGYAM/s1600-h/P1010442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226648875397076114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjJdc-81JI/AAAAAAAAD1U/34qEaeVGYAM/s200/P1010442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove to California.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjTUoALVaI/AAAAAAAAD3k/7gJiyAbPkws/s1600-h/P1010596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226659718852466082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjTUoALVaI/AAAAAAAAD3k/7gJiyAbPkws/s200/P1010596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjTUId92nI/AAAAAAAAD3c/MIKkOCTUp2Y/s1600-h/P1010610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226659710387477106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjTUId92nI/AAAAAAAAD3c/MIKkOCTUp2Y/s200/P1010610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjTT--IfKI/AAAAAAAAD3U/neb4bokpT70/s1600-h/P1010605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226659707838037154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjTT--IfKI/AAAAAAAAD3U/neb4bokpT70/s200/P1010605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjTTaWfM3I/AAAAAAAAD3M/wXZ1aGu2qD8/s1600-h/P1010559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226659698008077170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjTTaWfM3I/AAAAAAAAD3M/wXZ1aGu2qD8/s200/P1010559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We fixed a boat trailer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjNiVgdExI/AAAAAAAAD2k/9kXQQJXti1k/s1600-h/P1010634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226653357335974674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjNiVgdExI/AAAAAAAAD2k/9kXQQJXti1k/s200/P1010634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjNikTDkNI/AAAAAAAAD2s/fxyCvOZVM_0/s1600-h/P1010640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226653361306308818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjNikTDkNI/AAAAAAAAD2s/fxyCvOZVM_0/s200/P1010640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjNiwxtwLI/AAAAAAAAD20/m3Z3BtSsnDc/s1600-h/P1010654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226653364656128178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjNiwxtwLI/AAAAAAAAD20/m3Z3BtSsnDc/s200/P1010654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjNjSETTzI/AAAAAAAAD28/zJp8ISaAfuw/s1600-h/P1010667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226653373592457010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjNjSETTzI/AAAAAAAAD28/zJp8ISaAfuw/s200/P1010667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We towed a boat home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjLsDXJtTI/AAAAAAAAD2E/vTxi39pb9zo/s1600-h/P1010675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226651325240554802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjLsDXJtTI/AAAAAAAAD2E/vTxi39pb9zo/s200/P1010675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjLs2L61FI/AAAAAAAAD2U/OteXLUgPeO4/s1600-h/P1010688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226651338883650642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjLs2L61FI/AAAAAAAAD2U/OteXLUgPeO4/s200/P1010688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjTSzvRMrI/AAAAAAAAD3E/IILvL0EHKSo/s1600-h/P1010699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226659687643034290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjTSzvRMrI/AAAAAAAAD3E/IILvL0EHKSo/s200/P1010699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjLtIKoTLI/AAAAAAAAD2c/30Eg6PjRnQQ/s1600-h/P1010721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226651343710080178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjLtIKoTLI/AAAAAAAAD2c/30Eg6PjRnQQ/s200/P1010721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're updating our 1966 O'Day Mariner sailboat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjKQKl8K8I/AAAAAAAAD18/MVGuHqmOh4c/s1600-h/P1010781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226649746633665474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjKQKl8K8I/AAAAAAAAD18/MVGuHqmOh4c/s200/P1010781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjKP76ixXI/AAAAAAAAD10/6L0aGhT94jY/s1600-h/P1010736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226649742693549426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjKP76ixXI/AAAAAAAAD10/6L0aGhT94jY/s200/P1010736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To date, it looks much prettier than above. I'll get some updates on here soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-5708645195424050194?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/5708645195424050194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=5708645195424050194&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5708645195424050194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5708645195424050194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-is-crazy.html' title='Summer is Crazy!'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SIjZ0HxJbnI/AAAAAAAAD4M/qB9NkW3qscg/s72-c/P1010117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-512755476007034077</id><published>2008-06-30T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T07:57:05.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Soapbox #1</title><content type='html'>I have an assignment for all my 5 readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time you are at a store and the cashier asks to see your ID ... smile and say, "Thanks. I really appreciate that you ask." ... and show your ID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started responding this way after hearing a cashier get screamed at by the person in front of me when they asked to see ID. The customer was irrate, with a purple face, and blood vessels pulsing in rhythm under their skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty disgusting actually. The poor abused cashier tried not to crumple under the embarassment and in a small voice tried to explain the benefits of the store policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By thanking the cashier who asks to see your ID, you will hear back pretty much the same answer every time ... it will be a combination of one or more of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wow. Most people yell at me when I ask.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No one has ever thanked me before.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I usually get into an argument with the customer over this, and I have to try to convince them that I'm asking for their own personal safety.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People usually get mad, but if they knew how many stolen cards I alone have come across!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And they will smile, and tell you to have a REALLY, REALLY, REALLY good day. And you can leave feeling that you've made a difference in someone's life ... or at least in their outlook on that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-512755476007034077?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/512755476007034077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=512755476007034077&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/512755476007034077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/512755476007034077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/06/soapbox-1.html' title='Soapbox #1'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-5051077360258099918</id><published>2008-06-17T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T13:36:58.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>When you got it!</title><content type='html'>When you've got it ... you've got it!&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's just confidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgf4My6tOI/AAAAAAAAD0c/OYz7P7TBZ10/s1600-h/100_2599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212951619049272546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgf4My6tOI/AAAAAAAAD0c/OYz7P7TBZ10/s320/100_2599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This license plate made me laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-5051077360258099918?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/5051077360258099918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=5051077360258099918&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5051077360258099918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5051077360258099918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-you-got-it.html' title='When you got it!'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgf4My6tOI/AAAAAAAAD0c/OYz7P7TBZ10/s72-c/100_2599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-2253046401431168696</id><published>2008-06-17T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T13:23:48.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Long time no blog</title><content type='html'>There are many things that have contributed to my lack of blogging in the last few weeks ... 19 days to be exact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been to Rifle, CO to visit family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgZPCCDgpI/AAAAAAAADzs/fOtsOyC37rE/s1600-h/100_2538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212944314715570834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgZPCCDgpI/AAAAAAAADzs/fOtsOyC37rE/s200/100_2538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgZPwg_hII/AAAAAAAADz0/dZ71RLaO2eM/s1600-h/100_2567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212944327193363586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgZPwg_hII/AAAAAAAADz0/dZ71RLaO2eM/s200/100_2567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgb0NUBhxI/AAAAAAAAD0M/DkySHOj1g7E/s1600-h/100_2575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212947152422143762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgb0NUBhxI/AAAAAAAAD0M/DkySHOj1g7E/s200/100_2575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgZQdnGloI/AAAAAAAADz8/gQTzDLQcBOI/s1600-h/100_2581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212944339298588290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgZQdnGloI/AAAAAAAADz8/gQTzDLQcBOI/s200/100_2581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished my Montgomery Clift biography and I've been planning my dad's 70th birthday party. There were Father's Day visits and a trip to the dentist (the kind with good news at the end! yeah!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgaFqwadPI/AAAAAAAAD0E/tsiKu2-jOyo/s1600-h/P1010003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212945253360366834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgaFqwadPI/AAAAAAAAD0E/tsiKu2-jOyo/s200/P1010003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been breaking in my new camera, which means taking tons of nonsense pictures to figure out all the in's and out's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgXdZueGiI/AAAAAAAADzU/saSvlDzw_Wc/s1600-h/P1000241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212942362570791458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgXdZueGiI/AAAAAAAADzU/saSvlDzw_Wc/s200/P1000241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgXelQ8thI/AAAAAAAADzk/-rNhh3G0OGU/s1600-h/P1000284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212942382848062994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgXelQ8thI/AAAAAAAADzk/-rNhh3G0OGU/s200/P1000284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgXeWCZ6GI/AAAAAAAADzc/8vuNcoh1CEc/s1600-h/P1000257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212942378760530018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgXeWCZ6GI/AAAAAAAADzc/8vuNcoh1CEc/s200/P1000257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgcSV76tnI/AAAAAAAAD0U/Rx_5-vRXMp8/s1600-h/P1000251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212947670133028466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgcSV76tnI/AAAAAAAAD0U/Rx_5-vRXMp8/s200/P1000251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had another birthday; they are no longer fun. Thank goodness Weston and Lisa were sealed in the Provo Temple on my birthday, helping me to momentarily forget the onset of aging. (Yes, I meant to make it sound like a disease, because it is!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had fun friends in town, and we're getting ready for more company in a few weeks. We've done a lot of yard work, including building fences and cleaning out the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgV3kotZ9I/AAAAAAAADzM/nyvQoMlsgaM/s1600-h/P1000319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212940613152761810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgV3kotZ9I/AAAAAAAADzM/nyvQoMlsgaM/s200/P1000319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've suffered through the cold, and now we're suffering through the SUDDEN heat. Matt explains to me daily that there is no such thing as moderate climate changes when living in Utah. And he's not happy about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are the happenings in our neck of the woods! See, you haven't missed too much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-2253046401431168696?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/2253046401431168696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=2253046401431168696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2253046401431168696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2253046401431168696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/06/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long time no blog'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SFgZPCCDgpI/AAAAAAAADzs/fOtsOyC37rE/s72-c/100_2538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-7923373295232145826</id><published>2008-05-29T06:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T07:04:41.872-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Cool Non-Color Car</title><content type='html'>I own a 1965 Mustang. I'm always thinking of colors that I would like to paint it. We saw Iron Man last week, and walked out to the parking lot to discover this car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SD629OJoNJI/AAAAAAAADyg/fmxqsG-pcEg/s1600-h/100_2464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205799382173627538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SD629OJoNJI/AAAAAAAADyg/fmxqsG-pcEg/s200/100_2464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this color! Or I guess you could call it a non-color. It reminds me of the car in James Bond that reflects it's surroundings to camoflauge itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SD62-uJoNKI/AAAAAAAADyo/cW6ea5iz-UY/s1600-h/100_2465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205799407943431330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SD62-uJoNKI/AAAAAAAADyo/cW6ea5iz-UY/s200/100_2465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-7923373295232145826?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/7923373295232145826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=7923373295232145826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7923373295232145826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7923373295232145826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/cool-car-non-color.html' title='Cool Non-Color Car'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SD629OJoNJI/AAAAAAAADyg/fmxqsG-pcEg/s72-c/100_2464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-3181383399676176594</id><published>2008-05-29T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T06:59:03.519-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Lotion Stick</title><content type='html'>I love this thing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SD619-JoNII/AAAAAAAADyY/eelT-Y-XJMY/s1600-h/100_2524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205798295546901634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SD619-JoNII/AAAAAAAADyY/eelT-Y-XJMY/s320/100_2524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It smells so good and doesn't make my skin feel greasy. The only thing is that people give me funny looks when I appear to be putting deodorant on my arms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-3181383399676176594?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/3181383399676176594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=3181383399676176594&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3181383399676176594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3181383399676176594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/lotion-stick.html' title='Lotion Stick'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SD619-JoNII/AAAAAAAADyY/eelT-Y-XJMY/s72-c/100_2524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-4726623176585023357</id><published>2008-05-29T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:06:38.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Question'/><title type='text'>In the market</title><content type='html'>Hey my 5 readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the market for a new digital camera. Do you like the one you currently use? What do you love about it? I've narrowed in to one I may like, but I would like to hear what you all have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous comments welcome ... I need input!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADDENDUM: I'm currently after a good point-and-shoot camera; something I can carry with me in my purse.  Then I'll start working towards the SLR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-4726623176585023357?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/4726623176585023357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=4726623176585023357&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/4726623176585023357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/4726623176585023357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-market.html' title='In the market'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-6626754075050722881</id><published>2008-05-24T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T11:29:40.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><title type='text'>DAY 12</title><content type='html'>Our last day on the island we loaded everything into the car and drove to Lahaina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take a picture of this Burger King in Kahului as a reminder of the obsession with Spam on Maui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxI--JoNDI/AAAAAAAADxw/Pka3UlJb_Wo/s1600-h/100_2193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205115516005921842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxI--JoNDI/AAAAAAAADxw/Pka3UlJb_Wo/s200/100_2193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a cloudy day, and rained quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxI_OJoNEI/AAAAAAAADx4/m6NhtfPTMoE/s1600-h/100_2197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205115520300889154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxI_OJoNEI/AAAAAAAADx4/m6NhtfPTMoE/s200/100_2197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to Lahaina during delivery time, so I took a picture of the Odwalla delivery truck.  I love Odwalla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxI_eJoNFI/AAAAAAAADyA/9cZMIjHihio/s1600-h/100_2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205115524595856466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxI_eJoNFI/AAAAAAAADyA/9cZMIjHihio/s200/100_2201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grabbed breakfast at the Pioneer Inn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxI_-JoNGI/AAAAAAAADyI/Kt6aPrsT98A/s1600-h/100_2212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205115533185791074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxI_-JoNGI/AAAAAAAADyI/Kt6aPrsT98A/s200/100_2212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And drove Front Street.  This guy owned a vintage car and had a taxi service out of it.  We caught him taking a morning nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxJA-JoNHI/AAAAAAAADyQ/_8ngzWDCW9I/s1600-h/100_2215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205115550365660274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxJA-JoNHI/AAAAAAAADyQ/_8ngzWDCW9I/s200/100_2215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the shop at Bubba Gump's.  I really wanted to buy the orange shirt for my brother-in-law Justin.  It says, "My Momma Says I'm Special".  You'd have to know Justin.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxIMOJoM-I/AAAAAAAADxI/Cg3EQDyHsxw/s1600-h/100_2235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205114644127560674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxIMOJoM-I/AAAAAAAADxI/Cg3EQDyHsxw/s200/100_2235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a few more flower pictures.  They're just so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxIMuJoM_I/AAAAAAAADxQ/CP81Fywnpuw/s1600-h/100_2265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205114652717495282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxIMuJoM_I/AAAAAAAADxQ/CP81Fywnpuw/s200/100_2265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By afternoon we made our way to the Kihei/Wailea area.  We tried to take a swim, but it was just too cloudy, wet, and windy.  We walked around the shops in Wailea.  Considered buying a $57,000.00 Rolex (yeah, right) and then went to Da Kitchen for lunch.  Definately a favorite place of ours.  We tried poi this visit.  Sorry, but yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxINOJoNAI/AAAAAAAADxY/Iee2Az6eBLs/s1600-h/100_2291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205114661307429890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxINOJoNAI/AAAAAAAADxY/Iee2Az6eBLs/s200/100_2291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we drove up to the Iao Needle on West Maui.  It was misty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxINeJoNBI/AAAAAAAADxg/zgN0tN89kN4/s1600-h/100_2338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205114665602397202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxINeJoNBI/AAAAAAAADxg/zgN0tN89kN4/s200/100_2338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the needle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxINuJoNCI/AAAAAAAADxo/7CQpREXV2Gk/s1600-h/100_2349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205114669897364514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxINuJoNCI/AAAAAAAADxo/7CQpREXV2Gk/s200/100_2349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a picture looking down the canyon to Kahului from the needle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxGReJoM5I/AAAAAAAADwg/oFuga9EKh-o/s1600-h/100_2362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205112535298618258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxGReJoM5I/AAAAAAAADwg/oFuga9EKh-o/s200/100_2362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty interesting place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxGSOJoM6I/AAAAAAAADwo/j-bWVem_xmU/s1600-h/100_2368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205112548183520162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxGSOJoM6I/AAAAAAAADwo/j-bWVem_xmU/s200/100_2368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a cool waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxGS-JoM7I/AAAAAAAADww/ftX5Nm2jVLY/s1600-h/100_2382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205112561068422066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxGS-JoM7I/AAAAAAAADww/ftX5Nm2jVLY/s200/100_2382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a little taro garden to make yummy poi.  (gag.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxGTOJoM8I/AAAAAAAADw4/caC6GUx9jVg/s1600-h/100_2386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205112565363389378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxGTOJoM8I/AAAAAAAADw4/caC6GUx9jVg/s200/100_2386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at a gas station on our way out of the Iao Needle Valley and washed our car, vacuumed out all the sand and got everything put back neatly into our bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked out a couple of the windsurfing beaches on the north of Maui and then went into Costco to kill some time before our flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How unfortunate for you that this is the last picture I took on our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxGTeJoM9I/AAAAAAAADxA/Bx1V4rCBz80/s1600-h/100_2407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205112569658356690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxGTeJoM9I/AAAAAAAADxA/Bx1V4rCBz80/s200/100_2407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't get to see the patterned green carpet on the floor of the airport that I sat on while playing a game of kings corners or rummy to pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You miss out on seeing the red dot on the ceiling that I stared at until my eyes watered trying to make myself fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know about the orange juice that was passed around about an hour before landing that called me back to sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't see my disappointment in having to put a jacket on before exiting the SLC airport for the drive home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last you won't see how we ended our vacation by going to sleep at 9am, only to both dream that we were back in Maui!  And then we woke up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-6626754075050722881?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/6626754075050722881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=6626754075050722881&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/6626754075050722881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/6626754075050722881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-12.html' title='DAY 12'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDxI--JoNDI/AAAAAAAADxw/Pka3UlJb_Wo/s72-c/100_2193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8291259380459569913</id><published>2008-05-23T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T12:00:01.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><title type='text'>DAY 11</title><content type='html'>Day 11 we were out about 7:30am and driving to Hana. It was a rainy day on that side of the island. Look at the affect that all that rain and humidity has on the road signs. They all look like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRiikz03vI/AAAAAAAADwY/hp3dh8JiwfE/s1600-h/100_1906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202891815655890674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRiikz03vI/AAAAAAAADwY/hp3dh8JiwfE/s200/100_1906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very jungly on the road to Hana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202885828471479970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRdGEz03qI/AAAAAAAADvw/XoShjsZltuU/s200/100_1907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was funny in one of the small towns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRdG0z03rI/AAAAAAAADv4/5Ns6pI6Vl8Y/s1600-h/100_1917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202885841356381874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRdG0z03rI/AAAAAAAADv4/5Ns6pI6Vl8Y/s200/100_1917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove down this road to visit an arboretum, but ended up not going all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRdHUz03sI/AAAAAAAADwA/H0NiHyi1rGg/s1600-h/100_1928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202885849946316482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRdHUz03sI/AAAAAAAADwA/H0NiHyi1rGg/s200/100_1928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish these would grow in my yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRdIEz03tI/AAAAAAAADwI/7sc9v_6p05o/s1600-h/100_1931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202885862831218386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRdIEz03tI/AAAAAAAADwI/7sc9v_6p05o/s200/100_1931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at Wai'anapanapa Black Sand Beach and took a couple pictures. It is so pretty here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRdJEz03uI/AAAAAAAADwQ/GOX805q_K2Q/s1600-h/100_1944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202885880011087586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRdJEz03uI/AAAAAAAADwQ/GOX805q_K2Q/s200/100_1944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we hiked down to the Wai'anapanapa Caves that have a very interesting story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRcY0z03lI/AAAAAAAADvI/TZ9E_NnDDAM/s1600-h/100_1955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202885051082399314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRcY0z03lI/AAAAAAAADvI/TZ9E_NnDDAM/s200/100_1955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the cave. I was so brave! I can't tell you have nervous things like this make me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRcZ0z03mI/AAAAAAAADvQ/apJqTAp7kLs/s1600-h/100_1957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202885068262268514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRcZ0z03mI/AAAAAAAADvQ/apJqTAp7kLs/s200/100_1957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I took some plant pictures on the way out of the park. Isn't this so pretty?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRcakz03nI/AAAAAAAADvY/IPecWA7KKTs/s1600-h/100_1972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202885081147170418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRcakz03nI/AAAAAAAADvY/IPecWA7KKTs/s200/100_1972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided that we really didn't want to spend the full day driving in the rain! So, we started driving back to the sunny side of the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRca0z03oI/AAAAAAAADvg/KL44LWBHFz0/s1600-h/100_1979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202885085442137730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRca0z03oI/AAAAAAAADvg/KL44LWBHFz0/s200/100_1979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love the bridges over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRcbUz03pI/AAAAAAAADvo/vBfyf1XfUBs/s1600-h/100_1984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202885094032072338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRcbUz03pI/AAAAAAAADvo/vBfyf1XfUBs/s200/100_1984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another abandoned car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRa1Ez03gI/AAAAAAAADug/_1e5TMArDDg/s1600-h/100_2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202883337390448130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRa1Ez03gI/AAAAAAAADug/_1e5TMArDDg/s200/100_2001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked down into the Keanae Arboretum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRa2Uz03hI/AAAAAAAADuo/GVJTxX61ltA/s1600-h/100_2003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202883358865284626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRa2Uz03hI/AAAAAAAADuo/GVJTxX61ltA/s200/100_2003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's more about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRa20z03iI/AAAAAAAADuw/zIX0ntJBPic/s1600-h/100_2005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202883367455219234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRa20z03iI/AAAAAAAADuw/zIX0ntJBPic/s200/100_2005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is evidence of one of my favorite trees ... the blue marble tree from Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRa3Ez03jI/AAAAAAAADu4/YpqbDUWWBgQ/s1600-h/100_2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202883371750186546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRa3Ez03jI/AAAAAAAADu4/YpqbDUWWBgQ/s200/100_2009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Matt holding a "marble".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRa3Uz03kI/AAAAAAAADvA/aIrisRvjJvc/s1600-h/100_2012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202883376045153858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRa3Uz03kI/AAAAAAAADvA/aIrisRvjJvc/s200/100_2012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are an unusual variation of a palm tree. They were so tall and I think their foliage looks like a wagon wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRYhkz03bI/AAAAAAAADt4/4R3onYJ8_YQ/s1600-h/100_2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202880803359743410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRYhkz03bI/AAAAAAAADt4/4R3onYJ8_YQ/s200/100_2018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a type of eucalyptus tree. I LOVED them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRYiUz03cI/AAAAAAAADuA/NPBkSNmQHtc/s1600-h/100_2033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202880816244645314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRYiUz03cI/AAAAAAAADuA/NPBkSNmQHtc/s200/100_2033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember what plant this is. We were being eaten by mosquitos at this point of the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRYikz03dI/AAAAAAAADuI/5Si9lRfNiTw/s1600-h/100_2037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202880820539612626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRYikz03dI/AAAAAAAADuI/5Si9lRfNiTw/s200/100_2037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way out, Matt spotted this abandoned car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRYjEz03eI/AAAAAAAADuQ/P_8_a-jV1g4/s1600-h/100_2050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202880829129547234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRYjEz03eI/AAAAAAAADuQ/P_8_a-jV1g4/s200/100_2050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the areas of bamboo forrest. They look like fluffy green cottonballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRYjkz03fI/AAAAAAAADuY/Uquv4Et_eII/s1600-h/100_2065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202880837719481842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRYjkz03fI/AAAAAAAADuY/Uquv4Et_eII/s200/100_2065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another abandoned car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRXhkz03WI/AAAAAAAADtQ/fFdiYYjlw_k/s1600-h/100_2070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202879703848115554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRXhkz03WI/AAAAAAAADtQ/fFdiYYjlw_k/s200/100_2070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were back in Kihei by noon and grabbed lunch at Da Kitchen. I had wonderful Tempura Tuna and Matt got the Hawaiian Plate. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to our favorite Po'olenalena Beach again. The parking lot was under construction and we often wondered if that was why it wasn't as busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRXikz03XI/AAAAAAAADtY/CT-Dox402o4/s1600-h/100_2073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202879721027984754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRXikz03XI/AAAAAAAADtY/CT-Dox402o4/s200/100_2073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent almost 4 hours in the water playing in the waves. At about the 1-hour mark we started noticing turtles popping up around us. They were playing in the waves, too! They were hanging out with us the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the 2-hour mark, we were watching a turtle about 15-feet from us, when we saw something and at the same time heard something that sounded like a gun shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two needle fish chaseing eachother through the water, jumping out of the water, back in, out, and in again. Each time they exited the water to fly through the air, it sounded like a gun going off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened so quickly, and was so near us that I was shook up for a minute. But at the same time I was so AMAZED and excited that we had seen this so up close. But, I was glad I wasn't any closer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped by Wailea Beach to rinse off and watch the sun go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRXjkz03aI/AAAAAAAADtw/XoulGluBvYU/s1600-h/100_2138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202879738207853986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRXjkz03aI/AAAAAAAADtw/XoulGluBvYU/s200/100_2138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loved Wailea Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRXjEz03ZI/AAAAAAAADto/xgQsHKgYR78/s1600-h/100_2112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202879729617919378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRXjEz03ZI/AAAAAAAADto/xgQsHKgYR78/s200/100_2112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sad that this was our last sunset on the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRXi0z03YI/AAAAAAAADtg/4uNyY0jiYZk/s1600-h/100_2075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202879725322952066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRXi0z03YI/AAAAAAAADtg/4uNyY0jiYZk/s200/100_2075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we left for our studio, we really wished we were going home that night. It had been such a great day and our vacation was feeling over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home and I packed. I inherited my packing skills from my father, and I can fit a lot into a small space. So I went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was standing over the suitcase maneuvering items into corners, I suddenly realized I was unconsciously swaying back and forth. If unchecked the swaying would get more and more and more pronounced. Those 4-hours in the ocean had a lasting effect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was another day that topped my "favorites" list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8291259380459569913?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8291259380459569913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8291259380459569913&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8291259380459569913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8291259380459569913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-11.html' title='DAY 11'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRiikz03vI/AAAAAAAADwY/hp3dh8JiwfE/s72-c/100_1906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-2004798513130504184</id><published>2008-05-22T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:00:00.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><title type='text'>DAY 10</title><content type='html'>Day 10 ... blue sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the front our our host's house. Such a cute place on 2-acres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRCCUz03UI/AAAAAAAADtA/jC5Ehyr9hUI/s1600-h/100_1793_The+Secret+Spot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202856077233020226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRCCUz03UI/AAAAAAAADtA/jC5Ehyr9hUI/s200/100_1793_The+Secret+Spot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view of West Maui from Hana Highway. The VOG is disappearing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRCC0z03VI/AAAAAAAADtI/ZQ13DeJ3olY/s1600-h/100_1797_Hana+Highway+&amp;amp;+West+Maui+Mountains.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202856085822954834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRCC0z03VI/AAAAAAAADtI/ZQ13DeJ3olY/s200/100_1797_Hana+Highway+%26+West+Maui+Mountains.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove down to South Maui to do some snorkeling in the Aquarium. Look at the power lines that can't be buried because of the volcanic rock. They put it in black tubes and float it over the rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRBtkz03PI/AAAAAAAADsY/nZYiI3KCajI/s1600-h/100_1820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202855720750734578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRBtkz03PI/AAAAAAAADsY/nZYiI3KCajI/s200/100_1820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These cactus trees show up now and then along the road. There were a bunch down by Wailea. I think they're kind of creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRBuUz03QI/AAAAAAAADsg/bGiuwgu5NOE/s1600-h/100_1831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202855733635636482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRBuUz03QI/AAAAAAAADsg/bGiuwgu5NOE/s200/100_1831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into Kihei for lunch (Pita Paradise) and did some last minute souvenier shopping at Kihei Kalama Village. We called my parents who were in Highland for my nephews birthday. So, we took this picture as a reminder of where we were when we were talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRBv0z03RI/AAAAAAAADso/xzFpOG8V3jM/s1600-h/100_1845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202855759405440274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRBv0z03RI/AAAAAAAADso/xzFpOG8V3jM/s200/100_1845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of the Kihei Kalama Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRBxEz03TI/AAAAAAAADs4/tiBGnr2kYrs/s1600-h/100_1861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202855780880276786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRBxEz03TI/AAAAAAAADs4/tiBGnr2kYrs/s200/100_1861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to our favorite Po'olenalena Beach and swam/snorkeled for a long time. We saw two 3+ foot turtles here and swam around with them. It's so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back into Kihei for dinner at LuLu's which is a fun open restaurant. I loved eating where the birds would just fly in and out randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRBwkz03SI/AAAAAAAADsw/0JaBPfZHYWk/s1600-h/100_1853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202855772290342178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRBwkz03SI/AAAAAAAADsw/0JaBPfZHYWk/s200/100_1853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toward the end of our vacation we were sticking to the places that we knew we liked and were taking it easy. It was nice. I'M READY TO GO BACK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-2004798513130504184?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/2004798513130504184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=2004798513130504184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2004798513130504184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2004798513130504184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-10.html' title='DAY 10'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDRCCUz03UI/AAAAAAAADtA/jC5Ehyr9hUI/s72-c/100_1793_The+Secret+Spot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-7122576947099114642</id><published>2008-05-21T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T08:27:26.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><title type='text'>DAY 9</title><content type='html'>Day 9 it was a little cloudy when we got out, but we could see signs of blue sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ_pUz03NI/AAAAAAAADsI/BW7Wk4113Ws/s1600-h/100_1581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202853448713034962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ_pUz03NI/AAAAAAAADsI/BW7Wk4113Ws/s200/100_1581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove through Lahaina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ_p0z03OI/AAAAAAAADsQ/DcsbzsHYIL8/s1600-h/100_1601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202853457302969570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ_p0z03OI/AAAAAAAADsQ/DcsbzsHYIL8/s200/100_1601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things there were really interesting, like this guy who is spraying down his parrots. You can go have your picture taken with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ_X0z03II/AAAAAAAADrg/IfZ7YrO4IJc/s1600-h/100_1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202853148065324162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ_X0z03II/AAAAAAAADrg/IfZ7YrO4IJc/s200/100_1606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've forgotten to mention that there are a lot of tattoo places, like Atomic Tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ_Y0z03JI/AAAAAAAADro/4DjyWOPiqpc/s1600-h/100_1612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202853165245193362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ_Y0z03JI/AAAAAAAADro/4DjyWOPiqpc/s200/100_1612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went north to Kahekili Beach Park and went snorkeling there. I did really good, which was a miracle. Toward the end of our snorkel, we saw two 2+ foot sized turtles! They were very cool. Matt was treading water talking to me about them. He suddenly looked down into the water and came back up. "It felt like I hit a rock ... it's a HUGE turtle underneath us." It was huge. Probably about 4 feet. Matt swam after him for awhile. It was very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back into Lahaina and ate lunch at Bubba Gump's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ_ZEz03KI/AAAAAAAADrw/BpTylNnUKsc/s1600-h/100_1619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202853169540160674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ_ZEz03KI/AAAAAAAADrw/BpTylNnUKsc/s200/100_1619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrimp is the fruit of the sea. You can ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ_ZUz03LI/AAAAAAAADr4/zU_a1x34f5U/s1600-h/100_1620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202853173835127986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ_ZUz03LI/AAAAAAAADr4/zU_a1x34f5U/s200/100_1620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked by a couple shops. We took this picture for Kristen and Nate because of their cute daughter Hattie ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ_Z0z03MI/AAAAAAAADsA/AI0eb3DSU5E/s1600-h/100_1625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202853182425062594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ_Z0z03MI/AAAAAAAADsA/AI0eb3DSU5E/s200/100_1625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front Street is a most unusual place. You never know what you're going to witness, like this person very much looking like Dorothy &amp;amp; Toto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ-n0z03FI/AAAAAAAADrI/KWK6ej2R044/s1600-h/100_1634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202852323431603282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ-n0z03FI/AAAAAAAADrI/KWK6ej2R044/s200/100_1634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we drove down to Wailea Beach, which is the beach we were at our first night in Maui. You can probably guess by now that Lahaina &amp;amp; Wailea were our favorite spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around near Wailea as the sun was going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ-oUz03GI/AAAAAAAADrQ/Hwh8x0_zvak/s1600-h/100_1636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202852332021537890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ-oUz03GI/AAAAAAAADrQ/Hwh8x0_zvak/s200/100_1636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt got wet and sandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ-pkz03HI/AAAAAAAADrY/nO1BJC_OgCY/s1600-h/100_1648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202852353496374386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ-pkz03HI/AAAAAAAADrY/nO1BJC_OgCY/s200/100_1648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And walked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ9xUz03DI/AAAAAAAADq4/b_37E3h61vk/s1600-h/100_1662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202851387128732722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ9xUz03DI/AAAAAAAADq4/b_37E3h61vk/s200/100_1662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked up near the resorts and I took some pictures of the COOL plants and flowers they have in their landscaping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ9yUz03EI/AAAAAAAADrA/cNNvtbjJBsg/s1600-h/100_1678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202851404308601922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ9yUz03EI/AAAAAAAADrA/cNNvtbjJBsg/s200/100_1678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ8F0z029I/AAAAAAAADqM/CIV9yyZ6ztI/s1600-h/100_1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202849540292795346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ8F0z029I/AAAAAAAADqM/CIV9yyZ6ztI/s200/100_1681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ8GUz02-I/AAAAAAAADqU/1Z_sL7oX_0A/s1600-h/100_1682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202849548882729954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ8GUz02-I/AAAAAAAADqU/1Z_sL7oX_0A/s200/100_1682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palm tree and tiki torch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ8Gkz02_I/AAAAAAAADqc/rJPcoHK-86A/s1600-h/100_1689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202849553177697266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ8Gkz02_I/AAAAAAAADqc/rJPcoHK-86A/s200/100_1689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you like to eat dinner here at the Wailea Resort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ8HEz03AI/AAAAAAAADqk/Q1MKW6BhSFM/s1600-h/100_1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202849561767631874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ8HEz03AI/AAAAAAAADqk/Q1MKW6BhSFM/s200/100_1690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ8H0z03BI/AAAAAAAADqs/jETHx_my8cg/s1600-h/100_1693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202849574652533778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ8H0z03BI/AAAAAAAADqs/jETHx_my8cg/s200/100_1693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ7SUz024I/AAAAAAAADpk/_cYQmpXGhCo/s1600-h/100_1697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202848655529532290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ7SUz024I/AAAAAAAADpk/_cYQmpXGhCo/s200/100_1697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a little different than our sleeping accomodations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ7S0z025I/AAAAAAAADps/W8i-SSBkXUo/s1600-h/100_1705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202848664119466898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ7S0z025I/AAAAAAAADps/W8i-SSBkXUo/s200/100_1705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for tonight's luau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ7TUz026I/AAAAAAAADp0/kS8VP4yfWfw/s1600-h/100_1712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202848672709401506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ7TUz026I/AAAAAAAADp0/kS8VP4yfWfw/s200/100_1712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun going down on Wailea Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ7UEz027I/AAAAAAAADp8/EyZFrcF1scQ/s1600-h/100_1714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202848685594303410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ7UEz027I/AAAAAAAADp8/EyZFrcF1scQ/s200/100_1714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ7Ukz028I/AAAAAAAADqE/rFwTAGKCA-8/s1600-h/100_1718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202848694184238018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ7Ukz028I/AAAAAAAADqE/rFwTAGKCA-8/s200/100_1718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ630z02zI/AAAAAAAADo8/lD0gc5qYzXI/s1600-h/100_1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202848200262998834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ630z02zI/AAAAAAAADo8/lD0gc5qYzXI/s200/100_1724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pretty cool rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ64kz020I/AAAAAAAADpE/RNntYi_2r8A/s1600-h/100_1737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202848213147900738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ64kz020I/AAAAAAAADpE/RNntYi_2r8A/s200/100_1737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read about this rock here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ65Uz021I/AAAAAAAADpM/p8ZIlKl1lCU/s1600-h/100_1738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202848226032802642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ65Uz021I/AAAAAAAADpM/p8ZIlKl1lCU/s200/100_1738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ66kz022I/AAAAAAAADpU/0cSUcEhgTMg/s1600-h/100_1752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202848247507639138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ66kz022I/AAAAAAAADpU/0cSUcEhgTMg/s200/100_1752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ67Ez023I/AAAAAAAADpc/OepkV3GIXQ4/s1600-h/100_1761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202848256097573746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ67Ez023I/AAAAAAAADpc/OepkV3GIXQ4/s200/100_1761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a couple pictures that show what the VOG does to the sunset. At least it was starting to blow out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ6fkz02uI/AAAAAAAADoU/zAsKMgxKrQY/s1600-h/100_1763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202847783651171042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ6fkz02uI/AAAAAAAADoU/zAsKMgxKrQY/s200/100_1763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOG sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ6gEz02vI/AAAAAAAADoc/MJAN756MYf4/s1600-h/100_1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202847792241105650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ6gEz02vI/AAAAAAAADoc/MJAN756MYf4/s200/100_1764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The VOG at least made these contrast pictures pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ6gUz02wI/AAAAAAAADok/os7WZOILmks/s1600-h/100_1775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202847796536072962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ6gUz02wI/AAAAAAAADok/os7WZOILmks/s200/100_1775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ6gkz02xI/AAAAAAAADos/6SLQ_w2iEsA/s1600-h/100_1789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202847800831040274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ6gkz02xI/AAAAAAAADos/6SLQ_w2iEsA/s200/100_1789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wailea Beach parking lot at 7:15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ6hEz02yI/AAAAAAAADo0/y-FqMkIvYiw/s1600-h/100_1791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202847809420974882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ6hEz02yI/AAAAAAAADo0/y-FqMkIvYiw/s200/100_1791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day. It was pretty relaxing and we spent a lot of time in the water. Seeing the turtles was so great! We got some pictures of them which I'll have to post when we have our underwater film developed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-7122576947099114642?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/7122576947099114642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=7122576947099114642&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7122576947099114642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7122576947099114642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-9.html' title='DAY 9'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SDQ_pUz03NI/AAAAAAAADsI/BW7Wk4113Ws/s72-c/100_1581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-3905676924582030414</id><published>2008-05-20T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T19:53:47.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><title type='text'>DAY 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Day 8 started at 6am.  We ate breakfast in the studio, which included apple bananas, which were WONDERFUL!  A very interesting mix of banana/apple flavor.  Imagine that!  Here is a picture of an apple banana by a regular banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2fLEz014I/AAAAAAAADhk/mgChhGkCLNk/s1600-h/100_1399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200988157301282690" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2fLEz014I/AAAAAAAADhk/mgChhGkCLNk/s200/100_1399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got on the road and looked at South Maui ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2fLUz015I/AAAAAAAADhs/6ngzM_cDzzk/s1600-h/100_1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200988161596250002" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2fLUz015I/AAAAAAAADhs/6ngzM_cDzzk/s200/100_1416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at West Maui ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2e_kz01zI/AAAAAAAADg8/98kVJT_QwOI/s1600-h/100_1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200987959732786994" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2e_kz01zI/AAAAAAAADg8/98kVJT_QwOI/s200/100_1424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to West Maui.&lt;br /&gt;You could see the VOG on the mountains, but it wasn't as bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2fAEz010I/AAAAAAAADhE/_RtxhcdEr_0/s1600-h/100_1426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200987968322721602" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2fAEz010I/AAAAAAAADhE/_RtxhcdEr_0/s200/100_1426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped in Lahaina and parked near the Banyan Tree Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2fAUz011I/AAAAAAAADhM/j6RFJ0UneS8/s1600-h/100_1429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200987972617688914" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2fAUz011I/AAAAAAAADhM/j6RFJ0UneS8/s200/100_1429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and took some morning pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2fAkz012I/AAAAAAAADhU/xrluUGvRpck/s1600-h/100_1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200987976912656226" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2fAkz012I/AAAAAAAADhU/xrluUGvRpck/s200/100_1435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked under the tree, which was the coolest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2fBEz013I/AAAAAAAADhc/Gi71tZ4S0Pw/s1600-h/100_1458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200987985502590834" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2fBEz013I/AAAAAAAADhc/Gi71tZ4S0Pw/s200/100_1458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was early, and the shops were just opening, so there were a lot of deliveries.  It was always amazing to me how normal things were always decorated with some sort of Hawaiian object.  Like this Meadow Gold truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2ebEz01uI/AAAAAAAADgU/C_4zfrKIY_I/s1600-h/100_1460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200987332667561698" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2ebEz01uI/AAAAAAAADgU/C_4zfrKIY_I/s200/100_1460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this Dr. Pepper truck.  Viva Hawaii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2eb0z01xI/AAAAAAAADgs/I3zX2-cbOQw/s1600-h/100_1480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200987345552463634" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2eb0z01xI/AAAAAAAADgs/I3zX2-cbOQw/s200/100_1480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out!  The Hauola Stone.  You can see it at the top of the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2ebkz01wI/AAAAAAAADgk/g1yLUjsObZM/s1600-h/100_1474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200987341257496322" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2ebkz01wI/AAAAAAAADgk/g1yLUjsObZM/s200/100_1474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is a closeup of it.  This is where many of the royalty of Maui were born.  On the rock.  Sounds thrilling.  I've always wanted to give birth on a rock in the ocean with crabs crawling around and waves tossing me back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2ebUz01vI/AAAAAAAADgc/Jy3F20ynMUI/s1600-h/100_1476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200987336962529010" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2ebUz01vI/AAAAAAAADgc/Jy3F20ynMUI/s200/100_1476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfboards in a convertible ... that would be a good name for a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2ecUz01yI/AAAAAAAADg0/i0_1jnoXWDA/s1600-h/100_1488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200987354142398242" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2ecUz01yI/AAAAAAAADg0/i0_1jnoXWDA/s200/100_1488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grabbed breakfast at the Pioneer Inn.  What a cool place, with great Mahi Benedict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2d_Ez01pI/AAAAAAAADfs/8eAHITtf9GY/s1600-h/100_1493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200986851631224466" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2d_Ez01pI/AAAAAAAADfs/8eAHITtf9GY/s200/100_1493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of flowers in Lahaina.  Lots of flowers EVERYWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2d_kz01qI/AAAAAAAADf0/RxscmaP1Dgg/s1600-h/100_1523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200986860221159074" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2d_kz01qI/AAAAAAAADf0/RxscmaP1Dgg/s200/100_1523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacationers coming in with their morning catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2d_0z01rI/AAAAAAAADf8/V-V71-8J5qQ/s1600-h/100_1524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200986864516126386" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2d_0z01rI/AAAAAAAADf8/V-V71-8J5qQ/s200/100_1524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the COOLEST part of our day and I didn't take any pictures.  On the north side of West Maui, we hiked down to the "Two-Tiered Pools".  And then we sat in them for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top pool would fill up when large waves crashed into their rocky face, spilling onto the top.  The water would then flow down to a lower pool, making a wall of waterfalls!  One good wave could feed the waterfalls for 20-minutes, and it hardly ever didn't have water coming down the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lower pool was much more of a pool.  It was fed by the waterfalls, but also directly by the ocean.  The was a rock barrier protecting the pool on all sides except the inland side.  Waves would come crashing onto the sandy shore and then circle around into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt called it a nursery for young ocean fish.  They were everywhere.  We sat in the water, watching the little fish swim around us in pools, and bracing ourselves when the large waves circled into the pool, raising the water level 1-2 feet.  We could see the huge waves coming, so it was really crazy how safe we were behind our wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hiked out of here, and drove down to Kihei for dinner at Da Kitchen.  Mmmm.  Matt got the Hawaii plate again.  I got the teriyaki burger, which tasted good, but that meat patty was HUGE!  I cut it in half vertically so I could even fit it into my mouth.  WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture of the inside of our car was pretty typical.  I told you I was bathing in sunscreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2eAUz01tI/AAAAAAAADgM/C3vU9H6BmJE/s1600-h/100_1560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200986873106061010" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2eAUz01tI/AAAAAAAADgM/C3vU9H6BmJE/s200/100_1560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I didn't get any sunscreen on a 3x3 location on the back of my arm.  It got crispy.  It made me very happy that I hadn't gotten burned before then on a large scale.  That's actually a pretty good place to get burned.  The only time it felt uncomfortable was when I showered in warm water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great day!  (The Two-Tiered pool was one of our favorites of the entire trip.)  Stay tuned for Day 8 and until then you can wonder, "Will the VOG ever leave?"&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/1855293039290930804-3905676924582030414?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/3905676924582030414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=3905676924582030414&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3905676924582030414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3905676924582030414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-8.html' title='DAY 8'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2fLEz014I/AAAAAAAADhk/mgChhGkCLNk/s72-c/100_1399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-1139599944926782166</id><published>2008-05-19T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T12:00:03.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><title type='text'>DAY 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Day 7 . . . Happy Birthday Dallas!  We had already sent his card with Robert's.&lt;br /&gt;We had leftovers for breakfast and we planned to go snorkeling in South Maui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2cCEz01kI/AAAAAAAADfE/7JNVAi_FQZk/s1600-h/100_1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200984704147576386" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2cCEz01kI/AAAAAAAADfE/7JNVAi_FQZk/s200/100_1304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got out the door we looked at West Maui, where we weren't going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2cCUz01lI/AAAAAAAADfM/8v-HmN8a-XE/s1600-h/100_1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200984708442543698" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2cCUz01lI/AAAAAAAADfM/8v-HmN8a-XE/s200/100_1306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And South Maui where we were going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2cC0z01mI/AAAAAAAADfU/J5A-DZ7hI7g/s1600-h/100_1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200984717032478306" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2cC0z01mI/AAAAAAAADfU/J5A-DZ7hI7g/s200/100_1312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky us, since the trade winds had died down to ZERO.  The VOG, or Volcanic Fog from the big island had drifted up to Maui, but it wasn't blowing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw on the news that they had to close the park on the big island because the levels of sulfur in the air was toxic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we drove up by Wailuku ... we found an LDS church, which sadly isn't close to as pretty as the other churches we've seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2cDEz01nI/AAAAAAAADfc/18oMUhZG0zo/s1600-h/100_1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200984721327445618" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2cDEz01nI/AAAAAAAADfc/18oMUhZG0zo/s200/100_1316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we drove by this interesting fence, that you could only get away with in Maui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2cDUz01oI/AAAAAAAADfk/pOK4l6wUNq8/s1600-h/100_1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200984725622412930" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2cDUz01oI/AAAAAAAADfk/pOK4l6wUNq8/s200/100_1319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we drove by a fire on the mountain that they were putting out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2bskz01fI/AAAAAAAADec/ToasHwtU9ns/s1600-h/100_1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200984334780388850" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2bskz01fI/AAAAAAAADec/ToasHwtU9ns/s200/100_1325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we drove down the south side of West Maui and saw the cruise ship in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2btEz01gI/AAAAAAAADek/ljmtyhA_Yg0/s1600-h/100_1326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200984343370323458" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2btEz01gI/AAAAAAAADek/ljmtyhA_Yg0/s200/100_1326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we drove into Lahaina and saw continued proof that there are too many Mustangs on the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2btkz01hI/AAAAAAAADes/dx3G0pGmdwg/s1600-h/100_1328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200984351960258066" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2btkz01hI/AAAAAAAADes/dx3G0pGmdwg/s200/100_1328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had to get a picture of the cute telephone booth.  We don't have them that pretty in Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2bt0z01iI/AAAAAAAADe0/jN-_2Xc_U8o/s1600-h/100_1336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200984356255225378" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2bt0z01iI/AAAAAAAADe0/jN-_2Xc_U8o/s200/100_1336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we drove down Front Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2buUz01jI/AAAAAAAADe8/2LRqz-xVe54/s1600-h/100_1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200984364845159986" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2buUz01jI/AAAAAAAADe8/2LRqz-xVe54/s200/100_1346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And back up Front Street ... check out the guy on the bicycle with the parrot on his handlebars.  I thought only kids rode up there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2bWUz01aI/AAAAAAAADd0/dmN00i-RIvQ/s1600-h/100_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200983952528299426" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2bWUz01aI/AAAAAAAADd0/dmN00i-RIvQ/s200/100_1349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we saw that there was going to be a birthday party this upcoming weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2bWkz01bI/AAAAAAAADd8/caPgMj0R_qs/s1600-h/100_1352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200983956823266738" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2bWkz01bI/AAAAAAAADd8/caPgMj0R_qs/s200/100_1352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we saw the Sugarcane Train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2bXUz01cI/AAAAAAAADeE/RCsR5r0honU/s1600-h/100_1366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200983969708168642" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2bXUz01cI/AAAAAAAADeE/RCsR5r0honU/s200/100_1366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at Kahekili Beach Park to swim and snorkel.  Yes, I finally did snorkel here!  There was a lot of coral and fish.  It was pretty fun and I was getting more comfortable in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2bX0z01eI/AAAAAAAADeU/joNyCOL1Eqw/s1600-h/100_1374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200983978298103266" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2bX0z01eI/AAAAAAAADeU/joNyCOL1Eqw/s200/100_1374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove  to Ka'anapali and ate lunch at Honokowai Okazuya Deli.  Another local-type place that was really good.  My favorite sight was people riding a bike holding their surfboard.  I didn't ever get a picture of that!  This was the closest that I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2aQkz01WI/AAAAAAAADdU/emrKZtqgV6c/s1600-h/100_1389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200982754232423778" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2aQkz01WI/AAAAAAAADdU/emrKZtqgV6c/s200/100_1389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never ate at Pupu Lounge in Kihei, but their "Got pupu?" t-shirts made me laugh.  Of course I didn't know this until our trip, but pupu means appetizer or snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2aREz01XI/AAAAAAAADdc/3tIbDPqSKTg/s1600-h/100_1393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200982762822358386" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2aREz01XI/AAAAAAAADdc/3tIbDPqSKTg/s200/100_1393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then drove down to South Maui and shopped at the swap meet in Kihei.  We got offered Maui Wowie!  And then drove down to Kihei Kalama village and did some souvenir shopping before going to Ulua Beach for a swim/snorkel.  We had a little visit from some ferel cats before heading to the beach.  There are also a lot of wandering cats on Maui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2aRUz01YI/AAAAAAAADdk/ywCEpRRXOCg/s1600-h/100_1396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200982767117325698" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2aRUz01YI/AAAAAAAADdk/ywCEpRRXOCg/s200/100_1396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to swim/snorkel here, but Ulua beach got the best of me.  When we were done and I was exiting the water, a big wave pinned me against the beach geysered sand all up my swimming suit.  It was a very ridiculous sight, and I can still hear Matt laughing.  Wow, that sand can stick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sign at Ulua beach makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2aRkz01ZI/AAAAAAAADds/KXinXG0kxz4/s1600-h/100_1398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200982771412293010" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2aRkz01ZI/AAAAAAAADds/KXinXG0kxz4/s200/100_1398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sunset was ugly with the VOG, so we went back to Haiku and ate leftovers for dinner.  Stay tuned to find out if the VOG blows out on Day 8 ...&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/1855293039290930804-1139599944926782166?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/1139599944926782166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=1139599944926782166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1139599944926782166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1139599944926782166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-7.html' title='DAY 7'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2cCEz01kI/AAAAAAAADfE/7JNVAi_FQZk/s72-c/100_1304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-2371950911672194099</id><published>2008-05-18T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T08:28:19.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><title type='text'>DAY 6</title><content type='html'>The first thing Matt said upon leaving our studio the morning of Day 6 was, "How nice it's not blowing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed down to Wailea/Kihei area. The trees are very well groomed. They have "diaper-rubbed" palm trees as Matt calls them. Also, there are no power lines to interrupt the horizon. It is a very cool area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2Xw0z01TI/AAAAAAAADc8/ZDk3gLAqKCU/s1600-h/100_1124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200980009748321586" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2Xw0z01TI/AAAAAAAADc8/ZDk3gLAqKCU/s200/100_1124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at Po'olenalena Beach&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I played in the waves and Matt went snorkeling around the northern point of the beach. He saw a bunch of turtles there. It was one of the areas advertised as "Turtle Town".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into Kihei for lunch. We stopped at Da Kitchen for some local food. I had the Loco Moco, which is like stroganoff sauce over a HUGE patty of hamburger, rice, with sauteed mushrooms and onions. It was good, but very big. We also liked their salad which was like potato salad with elbow noodles. Matt got the Hawaiian plate which was meat wrapped in taro and cooked ... and completely not my thing, but he liked it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was a cool picture; the balcony with the surfboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2Xx0z01UI/AAAAAAAADdE/ncSAB7y-_Og/s1600-h/100_1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200980026928190786" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2Xx0z01UI/AAAAAAAADdE/ncSAB7y-_Og/s200/100_1135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is with the high-handled bikes. We saw a lot of them. And a lot of naked brown bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2Uskz01OI/AAAAAAAADcU/P5ORQxy7Dbc/s1600-h/100_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200976638198994146" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2Uskz01OI/AAAAAAAADcU/P5ORQxy7Dbc/s200/100_1139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything celebrated the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2UtEz01PI/AAAAAAAADcc/WMzzycnRhVM/s1600-h/100_1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200976646788928754" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2UtEz01PI/AAAAAAAADcc/WMzzycnRhVM/s200/100_1147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw a couple surfboard fences during our visit. This is a pretty blurry picture, but it's the only one I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2Ut0z01RI/AAAAAAAADcs/tNRaPjP2xAs/s1600-h/100_1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200976659673830674" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2Ut0z01RI/AAAAAAAADcs/tNRaPjP2xAs/s200/100_1152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Churches are so pretty. I really liked this one with the trees in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2UuUz01SI/AAAAAAAADc0/9NUR3GTP4Zc/s1600-h/100_1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200976668263765282" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2UuUz01SI/AAAAAAAADc0/9NUR3GTP4Zc/s200/100_1155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the West Maui mountain on the south side. There are windmills on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2UOEz01JI/AAAAAAAADbs/SS8FgXroy4c/s1600-h/100_1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200976114212983954" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2UOEz01JI/AAAAAAAADbs/SS8FgXroy4c/s200/100_1158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm a geek, but I took this picture purely because I wanted a picture of the rainbow license plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2UOUz01KI/AAAAAAAADb0/P4doxyilFQk/s1600-h/100_1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200976118507951266" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2UOUz01KI/AAAAAAAADb0/P4doxyilFQk/s200/100_1163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I took this picture purely to show that there are WAY TOO MANY convertible Mustangs. They are one of my favorite cars (I am an owner of a 1965 Mustang), but I actually got sick of seeing them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2UOkz01LI/AAAAAAAADb8/j2A_lMf6U7U/s1600-h/100_1180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200976122802918578" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2UOkz01LI/AAAAAAAADb8/j2A_lMf6U7U/s200/100_1180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my feet could always be dusted in sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2UO0z01MI/AAAAAAAADcE/e9cwVN2mvzg/s1600-h/100_1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200976127097885890" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2UO0z01MI/AAAAAAAADcE/e9cwVN2mvzg/s200/100_1190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I look a little sinister in this picture, but I had to take a picture of my newly acquired bandanna! I have very fair skin and used a lot of sunscreen, including spraying it on my head, which honestly is icky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we drove with the windows down a lot, and the little wispies of hair would constantly blow in my mouth and eyes. My 99 cent bandanna fixed both the sunscreen and wispy problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2UPEz01NI/AAAAAAAADcM/-RdsDc7kw2s/s1600-h/100_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200976131392853202" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2UPEz01NI/AAAAAAAADcM/-RdsDc7kw2s/s200/100_1193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maui cemeteries are interesting. This one was practically on the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2T2kz01EI/AAAAAAAADbE/W2eoGa64ZnE/s1600-h/100_1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200975710486058050" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2T2kz01EI/AAAAAAAADbE/W2eoGa64ZnE/s200/100_1228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove into Lahaina and went shopping for 3-hours. It was a non-cruise ship day, so the crowds were tolerable. It was pretty hot. Of course it didn't help that "it's not blowing". Lahaina was consistently the warmest part of the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt wanted me to take this picture for T. Cowdell. I really need to send it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2T3Ez01FI/AAAAAAAADbM/kdmf05JXJ4A/s1600-h/100_1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200975719075992658" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2T3Ez01FI/AAAAAAAADbM/kdmf05JXJ4A/s200/100_1233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving Lahaina, we stopped by Oneloa Beach and watched the surfers. I stood in the shade and got my only batch of mosquito bites during our trip. Little buggers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this is the first that I'll write about this. I guess being on an island that when something breaks down, it's easiest just to drop it off somewhere to be reclaimed by the Maui jungles. That's what happened to this car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw abandoned cars, washers, and stoves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2T3kz01GI/AAAAAAAADbU/Snc5GUXFX7g/s1600-h/100_1240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200975727665927266" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2T3kz01GI/AAAAAAAADbU/Snc5GUXFX7g/s200/100_1240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were driving on the north side of West Maui. There is a particularly long stretch of 1-lane road. You have to wait your turn at the bottom. It's probably 1/4 - 1/2 mile long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second time we'd driven this section. We saw it was clear and started driving up the road. We had covered most of the distance and that white car right there decided to drive down. The driver was pretty nervous and stopped, waiting for us to make our move. Matt backed up and pulled into a small pull-out. She moved down the road and sat there, clearly communicating that she didn't dare drive past. So, Matt began a long drive in reverse down the 1-lane road on the side of the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we got to the bottom, there were three cars that were behind the white car caravaning down the mountain as Matt lead the way in reverse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think they felt a little bad when they realized how far he had to drive in reverse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the road was now clear again and we drove back up the 1-lane road. We hit the same spot, only to be met with a truck coming down. Matt stood his ground, making it clear that we would not be the ones to back up this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truck moved backward about &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;15-feet&lt;/span&gt; to a large parking area/look-out. And we drove by. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2T30z01HI/AAAAAAAADbc/S4lfqQL5FLc/s1600-h/100_1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200975731960894578" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2T30z01HI/AAAAAAAADbc/S4lfqQL5FLc/s200/100_1246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did the chicken cross the road?&lt;br /&gt;Because it was in Maui, and chickens are always crossing the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2T4Ez01II/AAAAAAAADbk/WdBTyo_T2Z0/s1600-h/100_1275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200975736255861890" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2T4Ez01II/AAAAAAAADbk/WdBTyo_T2Z0/s200/100_1275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up some of Julia's banana bread in Kahakuloa and headed down to Serpico's in Pukalani for a late dinner. Being in West Maui at sunset always got us back in Haiku late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune in to Day 7 to find out what happens when you're happy about no wind on the island ....&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/1855293039290930804-2371950911672194099?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/2371950911672194099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=2371950911672194099&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2371950911672194099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2371950911672194099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-6.html' title='DAY 6'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC2Xw0z01TI/AAAAAAAADc8/ZDk3gLAqKCU/s72-c/100_1124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8546498501118154116</id><published>2008-05-17T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T17:56:49.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><title type='text'>DAY 5</title><content type='html'>Day 5 ... Early warning!  This day has a lot of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were out by 6:45.  We wanted to get a fairly early start on the other people driving the "Road to Hana".  The T-shirts claim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52 miles&lt;br /&gt;3 hours&lt;br /&gt;617 curves&lt;br /&gt;56 bridges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so here is the lush green along the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9zFUz02sI/AAAAAAAADoE/98a72pgU-gk/s1600-h/100_0792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9zFUz02sI/AAAAAAAADoE/98a72pgU-gk/s200/100_0792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201502629958834882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the many 1 1/2 lane sections that usually happen before approaching a bridge from either side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9zF0z02tI/AAAAAAAADoM/kKo82a-B46w/s1600-h/100_0793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9zF0z02tI/AAAAAAAADoM/kKo82a-B46w/s200/100_0793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201502638548769490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some of the many colorful plants along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9yqEz02nI/AAAAAAAADnc/2FB_7JJEi30/s1600-h/100_0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9yqEz02nI/AAAAAAAADnc/2FB_7JJEi30/s200/100_0804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201502161807399538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the 56 bridges.  There's our rental car on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9yqkz02oI/AAAAAAAADnk/0dcNdGHOt30/s1600-h/100_0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9yqkz02oI/AAAAAAAADnk/0dcNdGHOt30/s200/100_0811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201502170397334146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some wet foliage.  Everything is wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9yq0z02pI/AAAAAAAADns/Mr_AskEgJ18/s1600-h/100_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9yq0z02pI/AAAAAAAADns/Mr_AskEgJ18/s200/100_0813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201502174692301458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trees drop very interesting flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9yrUz02qI/AAAAAAAADn0/ab8d4ELBE30/s1600-h/100_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9yrUz02qI/AAAAAAAADn0/ab8d4ELBE30/s200/100_0814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201502183282236066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the coast in the town of Ke'anae.  A very beautiful area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9yrkz02rI/AAAAAAAADn8/fel0JU2xEz8/s1600-h/100_0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9yrkz02rI/AAAAAAAADn8/fel0JU2xEz8/s200/100_0833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201502187577203378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And looking back at part of the road that we had already driven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9xxEz02iI/AAAAAAAADm0/K4WGRusFhnE/s1600-h/100_0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9xxEz02iI/AAAAAAAADm0/K4WGRusFhnE/s200/100_0852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201501182554855970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half-way there!  That didn't take long did it?  Unless you've been savoring these pictures for the last 90-minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9xxUz02jI/AAAAAAAADm8/Kq_QiYhUAB0/s1600-h/100_0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9xxUz02jI/AAAAAAAADm8/Kq_QiYhUAB0/s200/100_0854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201501186849823282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down on Nahiku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9xxkz02kI/AAAAAAAADnE/LxwLxSH3zrQ/s1600-h/100_0864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9xxkz02kI/AAAAAAAADnE/LxwLxSH3zrQ/s200/100_0864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201501191144790594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the many waterfalls.  This one was under a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9xyEz02lI/AAAAAAAADnM/VxL-My5jg_s/s1600-h/100_0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9xyEz02lI/AAAAAAAADnM/VxL-My5jg_s/s200/100_0877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201501199734725202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a side view of it.  This one is called Makapipi Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9xyUz02mI/AAAAAAAADnU/EqRf1flgtRs/s1600-h/100_0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9xyUz02mI/AAAAAAAADnU/EqRf1flgtRs/s200/100_0880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201501204029692514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every thing was so richly green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9wdEz02dI/AAAAAAAADmM/TpYSEVRf5bc/s1600-h/100_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9wdEz02dI/AAAAAAAADmM/TpYSEVRf5bc/s200/100_0888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201499739445844434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coast in the town of Nahiku. The drive to this location is very cool.  "Maui Revealed" described it like this:  "If you think the road to Hana looked lush and beautiful, wait till you see Nahiku.  When plants go to heaven, Nahiku must be their destination.  Everything green seems so happy and healthy, you can almost hear them giggling.  Life bursts from every corner at the bottom half of the road."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove very slowly to listen to the giggling.  And we laughed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9wdkz02eI/AAAAAAAADmU/hTmUF8kVLb4/s1600-h/100_0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9wdkz02eI/AAAAAAAADmU/hTmUF8kVLb4/s200/100_0916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201499748035779042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church in Nahiku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9wd0z02fI/AAAAAAAADmc/S1meFmZ_Xks/s1600-h/100_0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9wd0z02fI/AAAAAAAADmc/S1meFmZ_Xks/s200/100_0924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201499752330746354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree in Nahiku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9weEz02gI/AAAAAAAADmk/sxzLxwwPX1w/s1600-h/100_0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9weEz02gI/AAAAAAAADmk/sxzLxwwPX1w/s200/100_0926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201499756625713666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahiku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9wekz02hI/AAAAAAAADms/6kDr-3SeHSo/s1600-h/100_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9wekz02hI/AAAAAAAADms/6kDr-3SeHSo/s200/100_0929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201499765215648274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had too much fun taking pictures of these post boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9vY0z02YI/AAAAAAAADlk/FKe67Tnjn5s/s1600-h/100_0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9vY0z02YI/AAAAAAAADlk/FKe67Tnjn5s/s200/100_0931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201498566919772546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the "Community Bulletin" in Nahiku.  So quaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9vZEz02ZI/AAAAAAAADls/Hd8iEmpNsTI/s1600-h/100_0936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9vZEz02ZI/AAAAAAAADls/Hd8iEmpNsTI/s200/100_0936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201498571214739858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the area of the Wai'anapanapa Black Sand Beach.  And there is a sea arch here as well.  Also a blow hole.  You can't see the beach in this picture, but there's one at the bottom of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9vZUz02aI/AAAAAAAADl0/i5_np3uHMKw/s1600-h/100_0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9vZUz02aI/AAAAAAAADl0/i5_np3uHMKw/s200/100_0948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201498575509707170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also recycle here.  In fact, they recycle everywhere, which is pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9vZkz02bI/AAAAAAAADl8/AoLQMrdrzFg/s1600-h/100_0965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9vZkz02bI/AAAAAAAADl8/AoLQMrdrzFg/s200/100_0965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201498579804674482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a cemetery in this area.  Pretty interesting.  But then I am pretty interested in cemeteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9vZ0z02cI/AAAAAAAADmE/SNNY5LDtrUQ/s1600-h/100_0968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9vZ0z02cI/AAAAAAAADmE/SNNY5LDtrUQ/s200/100_0968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201498584099641794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate lunch at Tutu's Snack Shop in Hana.  This was the view of Hana Bay from our picnic table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9utUz02TI/AAAAAAAADk8/-DzSb8vJYE0/s1600-h/100_0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9utUz02TI/AAAAAAAADk8/-DzSb8vJYE0/s200/100_0972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201497819595462962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free range rooster wandering the Hana Highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9ut0z02UI/AAAAAAAADlE/hAkxSeCPc04/s1600-h/100_0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9ut0z02UI/AAAAAAAADlE/hAkxSeCPc04/s200/100_0984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201497828185397570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ohe'o Gulch (aka 7 Sacred Pools) from the highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9uuEz02VI/AAAAAAAADlM/RdNg9jk-0lc/s1600-h/100_0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9uuEz02VI/AAAAAAAADlM/RdNg9jk-0lc/s200/100_0992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201497832480364882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh at me.  OK, don't laugh too hard because I know you won't be able to help it.  Sometimes my dumb twin comes out to play.  When I saw this sign, I was seriously expecting some loud noise to blare out suddenly!  Like the very end of the Haunted Mansion ride at Lagoon.  I was almost looking for the two lights to flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out soon after my dumb twin left the building that it meant we were supposed to blow our car horn so that people would know we were coming around the corner.  Ah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9uuUz02WI/AAAAAAAADlU/6kf64Y1DfWw/s1600-h/100_0993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9uuUz02WI/AAAAAAAADlU/6kf64Y1DfWw/s200/100_0993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201497836775332194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw a lot of these signs, too.  And I like the way this picture turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9uukz02XI/AAAAAAAADlc/VhUMsdY3MBw/s1600-h/100_0995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9uukz02XI/AAAAAAAADlc/VhUMsdY3MBw/s200/100_0995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201497841070299506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, ha.  And this is the sign that we kept seeing repeatedly on Day 2 that we kept repeatedly ignoring.  I snapped it as we quickly drove by it.  Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9tLUz02OI/AAAAAAAADkU/bVtEg0SfS-A/s1600-h/100_0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9tLUz02OI/AAAAAAAADkU/bVtEg0SfS-A/s200/100_0996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201496135968282850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we hit the REAL road closed section, we decided to go for a little hike.  The first section was through a banyan tree forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9tLkz02PI/AAAAAAAADkc/a8jFqmIMwVI/s1600-h/100_1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9tLkz02PI/AAAAAAAADkc/a8jFqmIMwVI/s200/100_1001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201496140263250162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we emerged at Alelele Falls.  This is a 20-30 foot drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9tL0z02QI/AAAAAAAADkk/M6MERyBRM2Q/s1600-h/100_1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9tL0z02QI/AAAAAAAADkk/M6MERyBRM2Q/s200/100_1014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201496144558217474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went swimming.  It was very cold.  Not like the warm ocean, less than 1/8 of a mile away from this spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9tMUz02RI/AAAAAAAADks/DhkD0Any_aQ/s1600-h/100_1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9tMUz02RI/AAAAAAAADks/DhkD0Any_aQ/s200/100_1031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201496153148152082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first blossom of a flowering tree.  I can't imagine how pretty it must look when it's all in bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9tMkz02SI/AAAAAAAADk0/kx4hw4dhRVM/s1600-h/100_1037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9tMkz02SI/AAAAAAAADk0/kx4hw4dhRVM/s200/100_1037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201496157443119394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiking along the closed road, we ran across this sign. I was pretty tired by this point and it made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC7ip0z016I/AAAAAAAADh0/ySp1a_cUxEw/s1600-h/100_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC7ip0z016I/AAAAAAAADh0/ySp1a_cUxEw/s200/100_1042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201343827838031778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the 57 bridges.  This was a white knuckle bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC7iqkz017I/AAAAAAAADh8/HLc49eizoII/s1600-h/100_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC7iqkz017I/AAAAAAAADh8/HLc49eizoII/s200/100_1049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201343840722933682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tree at Koki Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC7iq0z018I/AAAAAAAADiE/fdHWm95CIvc/s1600-h/100_1080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC7iq0z018I/AAAAAAAADiE/fdHWm95CIvc/s200/100_1080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201343845017900994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at Wai'anapanapa Black Sand Beach again on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC7irEz019I/AAAAAAAADiM/h1w0OuE0zrw/s1600-h/100_1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC7irEz019I/AAAAAAAADiM/h1w0OuE0zrw/s200/100_1095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201343849312868306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contrast of the black sand and the white foam of the sea was AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC7irUz01-I/AAAAAAAADiU/EQSM39HeaEI/s1600-h/100_1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC7irUz01-I/AAAAAAAADiU/EQSM39HeaEI/s200/100_1099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201343853607835618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sand is also very gritty and sounded like marbles rolling together.  It started to rain while we were here, but we were enjoying it so much we didn't go back to the car.  We had a very large surprise wave attack us and we got wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool that you can be in a downpour in Maui, and feel completely comfortable.  I had my hat on so my face wasn't getting wet, and I never got chilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up some banana bread, apple bananas, and avocados at a stand on the way back to Haiku.  We grilled some steak and veggies for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great day!&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/1855293039290930804-8546498501118154116?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8546498501118154116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8546498501118154116&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8546498501118154116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8546498501118154116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-5.html' title='DAY 5'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SC9zFUz02sI/AAAAAAAADoE/98a72pgU-gk/s72-c/100_0792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-1521897179194147132</id><published>2008-05-16T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T12:00:01.264-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><title type='text'>DAY 4</title><content type='html'>Day 4 . . . Happy Birthday Robert! First things first, we sent off a birthday card and postcards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got out of the studio about 8:30a. Here's a cute photo of where we stayed. I grew quite fond of that crunchy volcanic rock path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyHikz00_I/AAAAAAAADac/fS4d1DHtf2Y/s1600-h/100_0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200680697772430322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyHikz00_I/AAAAAAAADac/fS4d1DHtf2Y/s200/100_0564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a view of Haleakala from our place, and our host's back yard ... 2 acres, can you imagine?! Enjoy the clear sky because things are going to get ugly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyHjEz01AI/AAAAAAAADak/UH2DD8p9oM4/s1600-h/100_0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200680706362364930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyHjEz01AI/AAAAAAAADak/UH2DD8p9oM4/s200/100_0568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our rental car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyHj0z01BI/AAAAAAAADas/ziYKT93xIWw/s1600-h/100_0570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200680719247266834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyHj0z01BI/AAAAAAAADas/ziYKT93xIWw/s200/100_0570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time during our trip, we got a view of the mountains of West Maui. They are a lot prettier than Haleakala, which looks like a big dirt mound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyHkkz01CI/AAAAAAAADa0/NaVi4kuoH8I/s1600-h/100_0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200680732132168738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyHkkz01CI/AAAAAAAADa0/NaVi4kuoH8I/s200/100_0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a shot of the city ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyHk0z01DI/AAAAAAAADa8/DY4dYNqy1y0/s1600-h/100_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200680736427136050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyHk0z01DI/AAAAAAAADa8/DY4dYNqy1y0/s200/100_0595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove down near Wailea, and stopped at "Secret Cove", which during our stay was the location of many weddings. It is very pretty. I can see why they would pick this location, can't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyFw0z006I/AAAAAAAADZ0/-WHKkpS4iHk/s1600-h/100_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200678743562310562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyFw0z006I/AAAAAAAADZ0/-WHKkpS4iHk/s200/100_0605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked out the Fishbowl/Aquarium area. Tons of cars again, even though it was a week day. We stopped at Makena Beach. We swam and snorkeled in Po'olenalena Beach. In our guidebook, "Maui Revealed", this beach is listed as having about five names. After this visit I knew what all five names meant ... "no clothing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. Maui Revealed was the best book ever. The only problem is that everyone has it! Seriously - that's why the Fishbowl/Aquarium were never not busy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at Enrique's in Kihei. It was good, but definitely not "local" food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we drove to Lahaina. It was a cruise ship day. It was CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyFxUz007I/AAAAAAAADZ8/m9QimhZOmI4/s1600-h/100_0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200678752152245170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyFxUz007I/AAAAAAAADZ8/m9QimhZOmI4/s200/100_0608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided we didn't know if we'd be coming back to this area much. As fate would have it, we spent a lot of time in Lahaina, and it ended up being one of our favorite locations. First impressions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyFyEz008I/AAAAAAAADaE/i39tAieWSps/s1600-h/100_0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200678765037147074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyFyEz008I/AAAAAAAADaE/i39tAieWSps/s200/100_0612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lahaina ... we did end up eating at Bubba Gump's, but not for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyFykz009I/AAAAAAAADaM/EOwjiXBgKOs/s1600-h/100_0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200678773627081682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyFykz009I/AAAAAAAADaM/EOwjiXBgKOs/s200/100_0610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church in Lahaina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyF4Ez00-I/AAAAAAAADaU/edmxNCzafJY/s1600-h/100_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200678868116362210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyF4Ez00-I/AAAAAAAADaU/edmxNCzafJY/s200/100_0614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bathroom in Lahaina is the most colorful I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyE-Uz001I/AAAAAAAADZM/ASuE33UFyt4/s1600-h/100_0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200677875978916690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyE-Uz001I/AAAAAAAADZM/ASuE33UFyt4/s200/100_0616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we would drive by, there were always people washing their clothes or taking a shower out front. I don't think they were tourists coming in from the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyE-0z002I/AAAAAAAADZU/2cR0wdkdwXo/s1600-h/100_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200677884568851298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyE-0z002I/AAAAAAAADZU/2cR0wdkdwXo/s200/100_0617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Banyan tree on Front Street in Lahaina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyE_Uz003I/AAAAAAAADZc/KPcaY8SP0DQ/s1600-h/100_0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200677893158785906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyE_Uz003I/AAAAAAAADZc/KPcaY8SP0DQ/s200/100_0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove past Lahaina, stopping at Ka'anapali Beach, Kahekili Beach, and we went shopping at Whaler's Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed over to Napili Beach, where Matt snorkeled and I hung out on the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyE_0z004I/AAAAAAAADZk/DbPSGBH3f8k/s1600-h/100_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200677901748720514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyE_0z004I/AAAAAAAADZk/DbPSGBH3f8k/s200/100_0636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see him on the right side of the photo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyFAkz005I/AAAAAAAADZs/d163JF9UUSo/s1600-h/100_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200677914633622418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyFAkz005I/AAAAAAAADZs/d163JF9UUSo/s200/100_0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, confession time. I have major issues with putting my head under water. I can swim, but I hate inhaling water, and it seems to happen to me every time I go into the ocean! I'm not afraid of the water, but I like it when it's more predictable. Po'olenalena Beach was definitely my favorite beach in this aspect. It had big, fun waves, but it was very easy to read. Napili wasn't as predictable, and I hadn't gotten into my snorkeling groove yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then drove up to Honlua Bay to watch the sun go down. Going ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyD90z00wI/AAAAAAAADYk/io01WFqsizQ/s1600-h/100_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200676767877354242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyD90z00wI/AAAAAAAADYk/io01WFqsizQ/s200/100_0662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyD-Uz00xI/AAAAAAAADYs/A52F7OqMjoo/s1600-h/100_0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200676776467288850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyD-Uz00xI/AAAAAAAADYs/A52F7OqMjoo/s200/100_0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still going ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyD-kz00yI/AAAAAAAADY0/1RCctxKzCIg/s1600-h/100_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200676780762256162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyD-kz00yI/AAAAAAAADY0/1RCctxKzCIg/s200/100_0695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearing the end ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyD_Ez00zI/AAAAAAAADY8/70lP_R6bEyo/s1600-h/100_0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200676789352190770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyD_Ez00zI/AAAAAAAADY8/70lP_R6bEyo/s200/100_0755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost there ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyD_Uz000I/AAAAAAAADZE/6CoEExIO7qM/s1600-h/100_0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200676793647158082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyD_Uz000I/AAAAAAAADZE/6CoEExIO7qM/s200/100_0767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd show you the "gone" picture, but it's pretty dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grabbed a very exotic McDonald's dinner on the way back to Haiku and got in about 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some interesting notes from today: Gas in Lahaina was $4.10, my camera dropped into the sand and started to malfunction, Matt lost one of our underwater camera's at Napili (darn that beach!), we got back to our studio and found fresh flowers and fresh-picked oranges on our porch from our host, and I got a slight sunburn (which is saying a lot because I BATHED in sunscreen).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-1521897179194147132?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/1521897179194147132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=1521897179194147132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1521897179194147132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1521897179194147132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-4.html' title='DAY 4'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCyHikz00_I/AAAAAAAADac/fS4d1DHtf2Y/s72-c/100_0564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-8151259375241693644</id><published>2008-05-15T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T07:52:57.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><title type='text'>DAY 3</title><content type='html'>Day 3 began very early. We were out the door by 5:30a. We wanted to make it to South Maui to get a head start on everyone hiking out to snorkel in the Fishbowl. We grabbed breakfast at McDonald's on the way. So healthy, I know. It was a bad idea. We were sluggish all morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our idea to beat the crowds didn't work out that great. We did figure out where the trailhead was by the time the sun was coming up, but there were a lot of people there - even that early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove down a little further and decided to hike out to the Aquarium, which was a lot larger area to snorkel. It was really pretty in the early morning. This parking lot was PACKED full by the time we got back from our adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCx2kEz00vI/AAAAAAAADYc/8Eso30kJKlo/s1600-h/100_0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200662031844561650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCx2kEz00vI/AAAAAAAADYc/8Eso30kJKlo/s200/100_0534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of the trail to the Aquarium was through a grove of trees. It was very pretty and cool in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCx1ZUz00qI/AAAAAAAADX0/tfh2Qb8zPho/s1600-h/100_0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200660747649340066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCx1ZUz00qI/AAAAAAAADX0/tfh2Qb8zPho/s200/100_0536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we emerged, all too quickly, to the lava portion of the trail. Sharp lava! Very warm once the sun hits it. I was very glad for any wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCx1-Ez00uI/AAAAAAAADYU/CX1Glfl9kcI/s1600-h/100_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200661379009532642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCx1-Ez00uI/AAAAAAAADYU/CX1Glfl9kcI/s200/100_0538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very pretty, and the ocean water was so blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCx11Uz00tI/AAAAAAAADYM/C0id_TWIIs0/s1600-h/100_0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200661228685677266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCx11Uz00tI/AAAAAAAADYM/C0id_TWIIs0/s200/100_0539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black lava always looks so beautiful against the greens and blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCx1p0z00sI/AAAAAAAADYE/WMRpeJctdG8/s1600-h/100_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200661031117181634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCx1p0z00sI/AAAAAAAADYE/WMRpeJctdG8/s200/100_0557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remainder of this day was .... strange. And I didn't take a lot of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got lost on the lava a couple times, and kept searching for the right trail. We drained the water we packed with us quickly, because it was stinking hot! It was really difficult to tell which pools had inlets from the sea and which did not. We didn't want to get in the wrong ones, and we didn't want to run across any of the quick-sand pools by accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hiked out of there, and both decided that hiking on lava fields was not for us. There's just nothing fun about it! We kept saying, "We could be on a beautiful sandy beach right now, and we're out here sweating and cutting ourselves on this stuff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiking back through the "cool" grove of trees wasn't as nice this time. It was very stagnant air, and almost felt hotter than hiking across the lava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said earlier, by the time we got back to the parking lot, it was packed. We headed toward Wailea and stopped at Big Beach. Matt went into the water, and I hung out on the sand in the sun. The beach is pretty steep and the waves crash in pretty hard. I'm not one for unpredictable waves. It ultimately ended up being a VERY, VERY GOOD THING that I stayed ashore. A miracle of sorts happened, that I'll tell you about if you ask, but I'm not going to post it. For this forum, I'll just say I was very grateful to know we were being watched over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove up to Kihei for lunch at Pita Paradise. Fabulous food! Then we went shopping in Kihei Kalama Village. It was so strange to go through the tourist shops with oodles of tropical items! It was so different from any vacation I'd ever been on. Living in the west, there's always a lot of bear, tree, woodsy-themed items. You know what I'm saying. Even when you're at the beach near California or Oregon ... it's still woodsy stuff. This was all TROPICAL! I didn't see one moose/fishing rod lamp. It was all hula skirts, ukelele's, palm trees, and flip flops. I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung out near Wailea the rest of the day. Ahihi Cove, Black Beach (which wasn't truly black, it was gray), and then when it was getting near sunset, we went to Safeway in Kahului and bought groceries for dinner. That night we grilled stuffed fish and veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCx1jkz00rI/AAAAAAAADX8/45EZYvLvmeo/s1600-h/100_0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200660923742999218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCx1jkz00rI/AAAAAAAADX8/45EZYvLvmeo/s200/100_0559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I washed our stinky ocean water clothes in the sink and hung them out to dry. It was a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-8151259375241693644?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/8151259375241693644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=8151259375241693644&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8151259375241693644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/8151259375241693644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-3.html' title='DAY 3'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCx2kEz00vI/AAAAAAAADYc/8Eso30kJKlo/s72-c/100_0534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-467777259246998584</id><published>2008-05-14T09:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T14:49:18.141-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><title type='text'>DAY 2</title><content type='html'>Day 2 of our trip started at 6:30a. We were eager to get going.&lt;br /&gt;This is our cute studio we were staying in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCscYEz00NI/AAAAAAAADUQ/3u5DFVtKX9M/s1600-h/100_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200281394662920402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCscYEz00NI/AAAAAAAADUQ/3u5DFVtKX9M/s200/100_0186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the view out our door. So green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCscY0z00OI/AAAAAAAADUY/firt8b0JeX8/s1600-h/100_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200281407547822306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCscY0z00OI/AAAAAAAADUY/firt8b0JeX8/s200/100_0192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were concerned (since it was the weekend) about crowds and tried to think of a good activity. We decided to try driving to Hana the back way. Not via the Hana Highway, but along the upper Haleakala Highway, the Kula Highway, and the Pi'ilani Highway that goes across the south side of South Maui. Everything we could read, including our car rental agreement, didn't specifically say you couldn't take your rental on that road. So, we went!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the view of the island from Haleakala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCscZUz00PI/AAAAAAAADUg/cQB32O9DI0s/s1600-h/100_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200281416137756914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCscZUz00PI/AAAAAAAADUg/cQB32O9DI0s/s200/100_0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A beautiful tree (with purple flowers) with Molokini (the small island) and Lanai (the bigger island) in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCscZkz00QI/AAAAAAAADUo/r8eOp1Cn5v4/s1600-h/100_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200281420432724226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCscZkz00QI/AAAAAAAADUo/r8eOp1Cn5v4/s200/100_0229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was threatening rain during the drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCscZ0z00RI/AAAAAAAADUw/4wbVVTW43kE/s1600-h/100_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200281424727691538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCscZ0z00RI/AAAAAAAADUw/4wbVVTW43kE/s200/100_0235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another view of the island from the Pi'ilani Highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsc3kz00SI/AAAAAAAADU4/DbDF2Uff0IA/s1600-h/100_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200281935828799778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsc3kz00SI/AAAAAAAADU4/DbDF2Uff0IA/s200/100_0250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The farther we went, the quirkier it got. For example, check out this up, down, zig-zag road. It was a roller coaster ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsc4Ez00TI/AAAAAAAADVA/-4utuDLtDCc/s1600-h/100_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200281944418734386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsc4Ez00TI/AAAAAAAADVA/-4utuDLtDCc/s200/100_0260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More threat of rain. But, it was beautiful watching those dark clouds roll in off the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsc4Uz00UI/AAAAAAAADVI/-bWUASzwosY/s1600-h/100_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200281948713701698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsc4Uz00UI/AAAAAAAADVI/-bWUASzwosY/s200/100_0275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The paved road turned into . . . a patchy-paved road. It got pretty bumpy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsc40z00VI/AAAAAAAADVQ/_rYxLlgWbDs/s1600-h/100_0291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200281957303636306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsc40z00VI/AAAAAAAADVQ/_rYxLlgWbDs/s200/100_0291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a lot of memorials around the island. A lot! Usually at a curve, with a sharp drop beyond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsc5kz00WI/AAAAAAAADVY/pFiBUtuuLsM/s1600-h/100_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200281970188538210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsc5kz00WI/AAAAAAAADVY/pFiBUtuuLsM/s200/100_0297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seemed like every beautiful photo opportunity was interrupted by power lines! There are a lot of power lines along the roads! And I have a lot of beach pictures with them marking the blue sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsdbUz00XI/AAAAAAAADVg/VsycJJCqZZI/s1600-h/100_0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200282550009123186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsdbUz00XI/AAAAAAAADVg/VsycJJCqZZI/s200/100_0313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got sprinkled on a little, but we went through an area where we could tell we had just missed a DOWNPOUR. It made everything glisten green and smell earthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsdb0z00YI/AAAAAAAADVo/B747VB0aTDg/s1600-h/100_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200282558599057794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsdb0z00YI/AAAAAAAADVo/B747VB0aTDg/s200/100_0317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsdcUz00ZI/AAAAAAAADVw/sGIvV7rjhaI/s1600-h/100_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200282567188992402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsdcUz00ZI/AAAAAAAADVw/sGIvV7rjhaI/s200/100_0319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually the road turned to gravel, which was a lot less bumpy. We ran into three road closed signs, which we drove past. After about 90-minutes, we hit this road closed sign. A little more exacting than the rest with the boulders and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsdckz00aI/AAAAAAAADV4/caFHBg8mjSk/s1600-h/100_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200282571483959714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsdckz00aI/AAAAAAAADV4/caFHBg8mjSk/s200/100_0331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we got out and walked to try to determine how far we were from Hana. We were a little more discouraged than I am letting on. This side of the island has some beautiful spots, but overall it's pretty desolate and deserted. But, it was fun to get out and see the banyan trees up close. Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsddEz00bI/AAAAAAAADWA/om-RJH0yyKI/s1600-h/100_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200282580073894322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsddEz00bI/AAAAAAAADWA/om-RJH0yyKI/s200/100_0351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this point of the day, unable to drive to Hana, we drove the all the way back the way we came. We looked for something for lunch, but didn't find anything and soon we were in an area where food wasn't really readily available. We snacked on granola bars and pistachio's from Costco. Yummy lunch, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ultimately decided to go explore West Maui, since we still didn't want to face the weekend crowds at the beach. We also had determined at this point it would be great to become broadly familiar with the island. It just makes it easier to get around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stopped by the Waiehu Beach, which was unimpressive. It was a very windy area. Then we kept driving counter-clockwise along Highway 340 which circles West Maui. There is some BEAUTIFUL scenery in that area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCssokz00cI/AAAAAAAADWI/3Cp2ODoj3f0/s1600-h/100_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200299270316806594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCssokz00cI/AAAAAAAADWI/3Cp2ODoj3f0/s200/100_0372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along with the a narrow, windy, gravel road that is much more scary than the road to Hana, although that's the one you always hear about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I survived the Road to Hana" T-shirts were everywhere. Ha! We survived Highway 340 twice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We picked up some fresh cut pineapple and coconut candy about here, which we ate as part of our snacking lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsspEz00dI/AAAAAAAADWQ/Aiii6n-8qaA/s1600-h/100_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200299278906741202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsspEz00dI/AAAAAAAADWQ/Aiii6n-8qaA/s200/100_0375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We explored the Nakalele Blowhole, which looks like a geyser, but is caused by the tide pushing under the rocks and through a hole in the lava. Pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsspkz00eI/AAAAAAAADWY/Dk-HVw9JGT0/s1600-h/100_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200299287496675810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCsspkz00eI/AAAAAAAADWY/Dk-HVw9JGT0/s200/100_0379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we hiked to the Olivine Pools and took a dip. So much fun! We loved this place. It was cool to sit in the pool and have waves crashing behind, spraying mist everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCssp0z00fI/AAAAAAAADWg/7FcqI1CQXRQ/s1600-h/100_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200299291791643122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCssp0z00fI/AAAAAAAADWg/7FcqI1CQXRQ/s200/100_0395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hiked around the Olivine Pools for a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCssqEz00gI/AAAAAAAADWo/89_hYYZJxSQ/s1600-h/100_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200299296086610434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCssqEz00gI/AAAAAAAADWo/89_hYYZJxSQ/s200/100_0399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olivine Pools&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCstYUz00hI/AAAAAAAADWw/eBDxV4FLFA0/s1600-h/100_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200300090655560210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCstYUz00hI/AAAAAAAADWw/eBDxV4FLFA0/s200/100_0440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olivine Pools&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCstY0z00iI/AAAAAAAADW4/xqGvLhPHppU/s1600-h/100_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200300099245494818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCstY0z00iI/AAAAAAAADW4/xqGvLhPHppU/s200/100_0454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hiked out, and continued our drive down past Lahaina. There were a lot of rainbows in this area. We saw a full one that went into the mountains on one side and the ocean on the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCstZEz00jI/AAAAAAAADXA/mHwh6Ao8mbs/s1600-h/100_0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200300103540462130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCstZEz00jI/AAAAAAAADXA/mHwh6Ao8mbs/s200/100_0516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stopped in Kahalui and ate dinner at Be-La. We got back to our studio about 7:30p, and of course we were exhausted. It felt like 11:30p to us after getting up at 2:30a. We were definitely still on Utah time.&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/1855293039290930804-467777259246998584?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/467777259246998584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=467777259246998584&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/467777259246998584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/467777259246998584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-2.html' title='DAY 2'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCscYEz00NI/AAAAAAAADUQ/3u5DFVtKX9M/s72-c/100_0186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-2718830629788241181</id><published>2008-05-13T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T11:44:53.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><title type='text'>DAY 1</title><content type='html'>Day 1 of our trip began comfortably early. I think we woke up about 7:30a, which meant we got to sleep in! Goo was very relaxed, and didn't know he was in for almost 2-weeks of being trapped in the house. He was just enjoying the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnTQEz00KI/AAAAAAAADTg/c4l1t0EWBmg/s1600-h/100_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199919517898428578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnTQEz00KI/AAAAAAAADTg/c4l1t0EWBmg/s200/100_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad dropped us off at the airport. Our flight left at 11:40a. We grabbed breakfast at the airport, which was a sandwich and an Odwalla. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnTQkz00LI/AAAAAAAADTo/fmXHsHLRtws/s1600-h/100_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199919526488363186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnTQkz00LI/AAAAAAAADTo/fmXHsHLRtws/s200/100_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 6 hour and 30 minute flight, I was very ready to move my legs! I was very grateful for the movies, which helped the time go by. They showed Enchanted, Martian Child, and some Chris Rock cable sitcom that I'd never heard of before. It was funny because a lot of the passengers started getting up and walking around to visit with other passengers during the last few hours. I had never been on such a casual flight, or one so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting off the plane, this was my first glimpse of Maui from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnTREz00MI/AAAAAAAADTw/ZIij3ly2CBM/s1600-h/100_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199919535078297794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnTREz00MI/AAAAAAAADTw/ZIij3ly2CBM/s200/100_0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could instantly feel the humidity, and my hair started to frizz. Everyone getting off the plane looked red-faced and sweaty. I know now that all our dried-prune bodies were eagerly soaking up the moisture! I was very grateful for the wind, which was blowing pretty hard. Otherwise, I would have melted in my mid-sleeve T-shirt, jeans, hiking boots, with my hair down covering my neck, and feeling very much like a scarf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our Alamo rental car and were off! It was an interesting experience getting the car. They pointed us in the direction of the lot where our size of cars were located. They told us to pick the one we wanted and that the keys would be in the ignition. We picked the white Pontiac with the &lt;u&gt;sunroof&lt;/u&gt;. It also had a low tire.  It took us a couple days to find a gas station with an air hose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnRZkz00EI/AAAAAAAADSw/dnU8w4SPO9U/s1600-h/100_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199917482083930178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnRZkz00EI/AAAAAAAADSw/dnU8w4SPO9U/s200/100_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty interested in the sugar cane fields at first. They were very beautiful and green. After driving by them &lt;u&gt;many&lt;/u&gt; times, I kind of forgot about them. But, they are very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnRYUz00DI/AAAAAAAADSo/bI2o29NDZEs/s1600-h/100_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199917460609093682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnRYUz00DI/AAAAAAAADSo/bI2o29NDZEs/s200/100_0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dropped by Costco (Kahului) for water and food. I was surprised that the prices on most things were equal to the Costco in Utah. Then headed to Haiku (near Paia) where our rental was located, which could be called the middle of Maui. It's amazing that to visit the farthest points of the island were closer than visiting some family members back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of road construction on Maui.  I love the orange signs that would say that highway such-and-such was going to be under construction "beginning October 7, 2006".  Um ... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite was the one we saw on our last day that said a certain project was to begin on June 10, 1993, and to contact a certain number with any questions on progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aloha Spirit" = Don't expect anything quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did indeed see the bumper sticker that said, "Slow down, you're not on the mainland".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnS1Ez00GI/AAAAAAAADTA/ve3WUrjtRyo/s1600-h/100_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199919054041960546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnS1Ez00GI/AAAAAAAADTA/ve3WUrjtRyo/s200/100_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our place in Haiku was wonderful, and quiet. The roosters woke us up each morning, and we learned not to turn any lights on in the early-early morning hours because they would start crowing early. A 3am rooster wake-up call isn't cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnS1kz00HI/AAAAAAAADTI/JIAGKnLz-RU/s1600-h/100_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199919062631895154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnS1kz00HI/AAAAAAAADTI/JIAGKnLz-RU/s200/100_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very excited to get out of my Utah clothes! By the time we got settled, my hair had turned into sweaty, wind-whipped dreads. I looked really awesome (not). I subsequently spend my entire vacation with a braided ponytail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had just enough daylight hours left to head to a beach and watch the sun go down. We tried Baldwin Beach, which was very crowded. We ended up driving to South Maui and stopped at Wailea Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnRaEz00FI/AAAAAAAADS4/mqr0o0Q9zcs/s1600-h/100_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199917490673864786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnRaEz00FI/AAAAAAAADS4/mqr0o0Q9zcs/s200/100_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sun went down, the moon was coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnS10z00II/AAAAAAAADTQ/qyk88oSigdk/s1600-h/100_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199919066926862466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnS10z00II/AAAAAAAADTQ/qyk88oSigdk/s200/100_0166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the clouds were rolling in for an evening shower on Haleakala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnS2Ez00JI/AAAAAAAADTY/ABDvW3G4COI/s1600-h/100_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199919071221829778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnS2Ez00JI/AAAAAAAADTY/ABDvW3G4COI/s200/100_0160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove farther down the coast marvelling at the smells (musty warm ocean water and floral breezes), the sounds (chirping frogs and rustling palm trees), and the sights (burning tiki torches at every turn) until it was too dark to see anything. We turned around at "Dumps" and headed back to Haiku, stopping at McDonald's (how creative) for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He drove the 10-miles to Haiku from Kahului through a nice misty rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then .... Sleep! Our minds and bodies were still in Utah, so it was 3am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-2718830629788241181?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/2718830629788241181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=2718830629788241181&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2718830629788241181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/2718830629788241181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-1.html' title='DAY 1'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCnTQEz00KI/AAAAAAAADTg/c4l1t0EWBmg/s72-c/100_0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-4614269164216889213</id><published>2008-05-12T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T09:13:52.054-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><title type='text'>Conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Charnae dialing Matt's phone number during lunch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt: Ames Taping Tools, this is Matt.&lt;br /&gt;Charnae: Hey, it's me.&lt;br /&gt;Matt: Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Charnae: What ya doin'?&lt;br /&gt;Matt: Thinking about Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charnae wonders if Utah will ever satisfy again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are ruined forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-4614269164216889213?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/4614269164216889213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=4614269164216889213&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/4614269164216889213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/4614269164216889213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/conversation.html' title='Conversation'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-3648390204850995955</id><published>2008-05-08T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T12:32:10.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><title type='text'>Restless Soul</title><content type='html'>We've been back from Maui for one week. My skin has dried up and although recently sun-hugged it is now turning pale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCNR6MxSQgI/AAAAAAAADSg/c5TPR21GzaU/s1600-h/100_1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198088455217889794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCNR6MxSQgI/AAAAAAAADSg/c5TPR21GzaU/s320/100_1346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I keep dreaming about the ocean, and Matt tells me he keeps day-dreaming about the ocean. At least once a day, we break into song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw you in my dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were walking hand in hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a white, sandy beach of Hawaii&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were playing in the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were having so much fun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a white, sandy beach of Hawaii&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sound of the ocean soothes my restless soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sound of the ocean rocks me all night long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those hot long summer days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lying there in the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a white, sandy beach of Hawaii&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sound of the ocean soothes my restless soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sound of the ocean rocks me all night long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last night in my dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw your face again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were there in the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a white, sandy beach of Hawaii&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brings a tear to my eye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-3648390204850995955?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/3648390204850995955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=3648390204850995955&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3648390204850995955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3648390204850995955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/soothes-my-restless-soul.html' title='Restless Soul'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCNR6MxSQgI/AAAAAAAADSg/c5TPR21GzaU/s72-c/100_1346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-5218238513490882398</id><published>2008-05-06T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T10:00:03.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Restroom Stalls</title><content type='html'>A public restroom is a strange place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever think that if you removed the 1" piece of metal separating each stall, that you would be close enough to hold hands or share a whispered secret with the person next to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCCN-6TfmNI/AAAAAAAADSY/gAe64uhTq6A/s1600-h/girls%20restroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197310081927977170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCCN-6TfmNI/AAAAAAAADSY/gAe64uhTq6A/s200/girls%2520restroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Even with that 1" barrier, sometimes it feels a little too close for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously the person who choses the stall right next to mine, when all the others are empty, hasn't thought through this scenario!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cringe!}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-5218238513490882398?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/5218238513490882398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=5218238513490882398&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5218238513490882398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5218238513490882398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/05/restroom-stalls.html' title='Restroom Stalls'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SCCN-6TfmNI/AAAAAAAADSY/gAe64uhTq6A/s72-c/girls%2520restroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-872352808806964106</id><published>2008-04-17T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T17:14:20.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Wings &amp; Courage</title><content type='html'>Red Bull gives you wings.  Right?&lt;br /&gt;What does cat nip give Joellen's cats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Attitude and Courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within seconds of treating them with cat nip (Goo's a nipaholic) they got really happy and started playing.  Rolling in circles.  Hugging each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they started playing.  Tiger started biting.  Jakey started hissing.  They both started swatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger walked away.  Jake went in pursuit!  Tiger didn't back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charnae separated the kitties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger is suddenly not afraid of noises and is bouncing around like a yo-yo, running into furniture.  Jakey comes back to pick a fight, again.  Tiger says, "bring it on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good that Jake's new-found attitude will be short-lived.  It's too bad Tiger couldn't retain just a little of his uncharacteristic courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joellen - have you ever given them cat nip before?  I'm guessing this is their first time.  Jakey's howling for more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-872352808806964106?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/872352808806964106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=872352808806964106&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/872352808806964106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/872352808806964106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/04/wings-courage.html' title='Wings &amp; Courage'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-7458347168293485293</id><published>2008-04-03T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T20:57:51.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Treasures</title><content type='html'>It's fun to clean out old stuff and find "buried treasure"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a box stored away with some pictures slides.  Here is a picture I found of Matt in 1979 with the family dogs Rafferty and Darby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_WmL5QcWRI/AAAAAAAADRo/uYYfcDel-5c/s1600-h/02-19_19yy-Darby%26Rafferty_Mat1_1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_WmL5QcWRI/AAAAAAAADRo/uYYfcDel-5c/s400/02-19_19yy-Darby%26Rafferty_Mat1_1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-7458347168293485293?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/7458347168293485293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=7458347168293485293&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7458347168293485293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7458347168293485293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/04/treasures.html' title='Treasures'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_WmL5QcWRI/AAAAAAAADRo/uYYfcDel-5c/s72-c/02-19_19yy-Darby%26Rafferty_Mat1_1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-7964850385329809330</id><published>2008-04-03T20:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T20:21:16.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quiz'/><title type='text'>Accent?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;The West&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 96%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;Your accent is the lowest common denominator of American speech.  Unless you're a SoCal surfer, no one thinks you have an accent.  And really, you may not even be from the West at all, you could easily be from Florida or one of those big Southern cities like Dallas or Atlanta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Midland&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Boston&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 75%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;North Central&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 73%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Inland North&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 33%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 27%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The South&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 27%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Northeast&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 21%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_american_accent_do_you_have"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-7964850385329809330?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/7964850385329809330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=7964850385329809330&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7964850385329809330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/7964850385329809330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/04/accent.html' title='Accent?'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-6595787264148604403</id><published>2008-04-01T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T20:25:00.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>April 1</title><content type='html'>I figure it's best not to post anything today, because the content of any post will be questioned for it's truthfulness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-6595787264148604403?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/6595787264148604403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=6595787264148604403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/6595787264148604403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/6595787264148604403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-1.html' title='April 1'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-326954337753823378</id><published>2008-03-31T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T14:06:16.730-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what our new house guest thinks of Goo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_FM6pQcWHI/AAAAAAAADQc/pCMlxNBhVsI/s1600-h/100_9974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184009216471095410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_FM6pQcWHI/AAAAAAAADQc/pCMlxNBhVsI/s320/100_9974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The un-happy cat above is Jake. This is his brother Tiger:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_FNcJQcWII/AAAAAAAADQk/5w52_YnIfAQ/s1600-h/100_9964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184009791996713090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_FNcJQcWII/AAAAAAAADQk/5w52_YnIfAQ/s320/100_9964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiger is all about finding the smallest enclosure he can squeeze into and staying there for large amounts of time. They are our friend Joellen's cats. Joellen is moving to England for a year for a temporary work assignment, so they've come to our house to be Goo's friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were positive that Goo would have a very difficult time and that Jake and Tiger would make friends quickly. We were WRONG! This is how Goo feels about things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_FOuJQcWKI/AAAAAAAADQw/3qL-v8wUhAM/s1600-h/100_9973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184011200745986210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_FOuJQcWKI/AAAAAAAADQw/3qL-v8wUhAM/s320/100_9973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As they spit and hiss, he talks to them really friendly-like. It's a big surprise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were in the house 48-hours before Goo realized there were two of them. That was a funny moment. The thing they don't know about Goo is that he has claws - and it was one of the things we were most concerned about. Now that we've got them all together, we're glad that Jake and Tiger don't have claws since they seem more eager to brawl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiger pretty much plays hide-and-seek all day long, and he hopes that nothing is seeking him. Jake is a snow plow, and unfortunately one of Joellen's plants suffered for it over the weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_FP_ZQcWLI/AAAAAAAADQ4/EQl63iVaR3s/s1600-h/100_9981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184012596610357426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_FP_ZQcWLI/AAAAAAAADQ4/EQl63iVaR3s/s320/100_9981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some day, hopefully soon, I hope to post a picture of all three of them hanging out, happily, together.&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/1855293039290930804-326954337753823378?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/326954337753823378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=326954337753823378&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/326954337753823378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/326954337753823378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_FM6pQcWHI/AAAAAAAADQc/pCMlxNBhVsI/s72-c/100_9974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-1804073797483355486</id><published>2008-03-31T13:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T14:03:53.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>The Dump</title><content type='html'>We took a trip to drop off some old paint this weekend. The people at the dump have an unsual sense of humor. I guess being around all that garbage, you have to do things that make you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_FRCpQcWNI/AAAAAAAADRI/Ghl2bSR5aRY/s1600-h/100_9977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184013751956560082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_FRCpQcWNI/AAAAAAAADRI/Ghl2bSR5aRY/s400/100_9977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_FRCJQcWMI/AAAAAAAADRA/oVniYp0SWpA/s1600-h/100_9975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184013743366625474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_FRCJQcWMI/AAAAAAAADRA/oVniYp0SWpA/s400/100_9975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-1804073797483355486?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/1804073797483355486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=1804073797483355486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1804073797483355486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1804073797483355486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/03/dump.html' title='The Dump'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R_FRCpQcWNI/AAAAAAAADRI/Ghl2bSR5aRY/s72-c/100_9977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-1991187387831993045</id><published>2008-03-27T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T11:03:17.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Good Week</title><content type='html'>Last month I was a blogging maniac! This month I haven't thought of as many things I want to post. But, I just stopped over at my other mom's blog (thanks Janet) and was inspired. It was fun reading about the chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last week has been fun. A week ago today we were preparing for my other mom - Matt's mom - Sandi to arrive for the weekend. Isn't it fun to have a lot of mom's! I currently have 4. But, I find that many people frequently step up as a "mothering figure" when I need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had some fun adventures over the weekend and got to hang out with a lot of family. Some highlights were walking through the Salt Lake City Public Library (wow!), going to Bambara for lunch (yum!), and playing with Jack at the park (cute!). Here are a few pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kendra going down the slide by herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R-vgqpQcWCI/AAAAAAAADP0/X8fH4vBGwJo/s1600-h/100_9817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182482819453835298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R-vgqpQcWCI/AAAAAAAADP0/X8fH4vBGwJo/s320/100_9817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Jack in the back seat.  "Do you think Kendra's OK?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R-vgr5QcWDI/AAAAAAAADP8/xKwJkd9X35A/s1600-h/100_9830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182482840928671794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R-vgr5QcWDI/AAAAAAAADP8/xKwJkd9X35A/s320/100_9830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kendra and Jack on the stairs.  Bug hug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R-vgtZQcWEI/AAAAAAAADQE/siWtYHGRyU4/s1600-h/100_9779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182482866698475586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R-vgtZQcWEI/AAAAAAAADQE/siWtYHGRyU4/s320/100_9779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack at the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R-vgt5QcWFI/AAAAAAAADQM/VH_n6ZWyaPA/s1600-h/100_9903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182482875288410194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R-vgt5QcWFI/AAAAAAAADQM/VH_n6ZWyaPA/s320/100_9903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of Quincy, for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R-vguJQcWGI/AAAAAAAADQU/eOf1n9pQHXQ/s1600-h/100_9956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182482879583377506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R-vguJQcWGI/AAAAAAAADQU/eOf1n9pQHXQ/s320/100_9956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-1991187387831993045?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/1991187387831993045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=1991187387831993045&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1991187387831993045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1991187387831993045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-week.html' title='Good Week'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R-vgqpQcWCI/AAAAAAAADP0/X8fH4vBGwJo/s72-c/100_9817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-755409288295296069</id><published>2008-03-18T09:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T09:33:57.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Go me!</title><content type='html'>I know this is just approximate, but I think I've improved.  I'll have to try again and see if I can do better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 60px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 40px; BACKGROUND: url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png) no-repeat; WIDTH: 300px; COLOR: #009933; PADDING-TOP: 50px; FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;82 words&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;Speedtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-755409288295296069?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/755409288295296069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=755409288295296069&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/755409288295296069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/755409288295296069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/03/go-me.html' title='Go me!'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-5027051050895428181</id><published>2008-03-17T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T09:05:37.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>No Fear</title><content type='html'>I took a brief look through some past posts and realized I've been telling a lot about my fears such as elevators, crawly beach creatures, public speaking ... I'm sure there were more. I'm starting to sound like a whimp! Here are some things that I am not scared of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Spiders&lt;/u&gt; - I don't like them to crawl on me, but I don't freak out. I know a few people who are desperately scared of them and will scream and run away at the sight. You know who you are - - - Stephanie, Andi, and Tyler!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Heights&lt;/u&gt; - As long as there is something around me I'm usually pretty good. I don't get dizzy or panicky. Or get vertigo like poor Robert.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R96S-AmV8BI/AAAAAAAADPk/wIHD58OQmeI/s1600-h/vertigo3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178738215533015058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R96S-AmV8BI/AAAAAAAADPk/wIHD58OQmeI/s320/vertigo3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Public speaking&lt;/u&gt; - I was petrified when I was young, but I did explain that I got over that, right? By the way - you did great on Sunday Cherlyn! The more talks you do the better it gets - I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Snakes&lt;/u&gt; - I'll touch them but not hold them. If I see one I'll stay and watch. However, my niece Tasha definitely takes the cake on this one! She loves all creatures and will catch and hold most anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Power tools&lt;/u&gt; - I've used my fair share in the past few years. Now it's your turn Andi!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Unusual foods&lt;/u&gt; - I used to be squeemish about this, but you can't be when you're married to Matt! He'll try almost anything. In the past, under his tutilage, I have tried pickled okra, gefilte fish, and eel. That's the short list. A list of what Matt's tried could be its own post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R96TiQmV8CI/AAAAAAAADPs/z2U7lp89U44/s1600-h/gifelte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178738838303272994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R96TiQmV8CI/AAAAAAAADPs/z2U7lp89U44/s320/gifelte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See --- fears don't rule my life!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this will bring back a little of my self-respect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-5027051050895428181?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/5027051050895428181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=5027051050895428181&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5027051050895428181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5027051050895428181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-fear.html' title='No Fear'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R96S-AmV8BI/AAAAAAAADPk/wIHD58OQmeI/s72-c/vertigo3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-3431295791052827372</id><published>2008-03-14T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:08:28.723-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Talking'/><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>First, I have to say that this is my 100th post! That's kind of embarassing. I really can't believe I've done that many ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I have to say afer the last 5 posts, which were practically novels, I had decided I wouldn't put anything on here for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, at work today I walked past the elevator. The doors were propped open and the floor of the elevator was at eye level. I jumped an scurried away. My heart was racing for the next few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fears associated with elevators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was very little I have never liked dark holes - like elevators or mining shafts. Or the roof access at Fashion Place Mall that was located in a side hallway. I would cry when my parents would walk under it. Seriously - even looking at this picture makes me scared, nervous, sick, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R9r2lAmV8AI/AAAAAAAADPc/xEmNN2AvogU/s1600-h/elevator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177721837292220418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R9r2lAmV8AI/AAAAAAAADPc/xEmNN2AvogU/s400/elevator.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true that if I fell into a shaft like Baby Jessica that I would die of fright. Don't worry about trying to dig me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my fears to kick in, the situation has to be just right .... for example, I did go down the deep, deep, deep shaft at the Park City Silver mine. I did it three times, and I was fine. If the lift had somehow plummeted to the bottom (and I'd lived) and there were no lights, I would have panicked. I maybe would panic just as much if there were lights. If I was there alone, I would be curled in a ball, crying, with my eyes closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While working at the Kearns Building downtown in 1996, I would take the elevator to the 7th floor where I worked. Once the elevator stopped unexpectedly to blackness. Twilight Zone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes adjusted and I could see a few boxes by the elevator doors. Thank goodness I was with another person. I probably would have started screaming uncontrollably. That person explained that there was a floor between 1 and 2 that was used just for storage, and occasionally it would accidentally open on that floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that point on, anytime I took that elevator alone I would face the back until I knew I had passed that floor. It only happened one other time, and I was with a group of people. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elevators have an agenda of their own and aren't to be trusted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-3431295791052827372?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/3431295791052827372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=3431295791052827372&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3431295791052827372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3431295791052827372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/03/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/R9r2lAmV8AI/AAAAAAAADPc/xEmNN2AvogU/s72-c/elevator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-4556467994659811953</id><published>2008-03-10T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:36:39.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poll'/><title type='text'>Last Ones</title><content type='html'>Alright, so here are the last few items from my Leap Day post voting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best of the Bull&lt;/strong&gt; - This can be ordered and eaten at the yummy Cowboy Grub. (May I recommend the Big Monty?) I tried this the first time about 5-years ago. I tried it to be brave. The same way that I've tried sushi. It's not my favorite, but I didn't whimp out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the second time I tried it was on a little dare with our friend Joellen. She was going to prepare cow tongue for us, and so we agreed as long as she tried Best of the Bull. Ew. This time was different than the first.  It could best be described as being like fried, breaded spam. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summer 2001&lt;/strong&gt; - This was the summer during our house construction that reached 106 degrees for weeks straight. The summer we didn't have a roof. The summer the rain fell inside our house. The summer I experienced depression. The summer I nearly had a mental breakdown. With the good comes the bad. I love our house .... now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Richfield road rash&lt;/strong&gt; - This occurred summer 1992. Having some fun with friends while visiting my grandma, I ended up in a situation where I was hanging onto the bed of a truck and my feet were drug about 15-feet through gravel. I was wearing shorts, a tank top, and sandles. I had rocks imbedded in my feet and spent a couple hours that night in the ER and a couple more hours trying to get comfortable enough to sleep at my grandma's house after being bandaged up. And of course weeks afterward recovering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always ask why I didn't just let go. It's amazing how clear my mind was during the entire incident. My cheek was inches away from the bumper. I knew logically that if I let go, I would hit my face, and probably break something. Instead I let go with one arm which turned me around so I was facing up, and then I let go with the other and rolled away from the vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Clockwork Orange&lt;/strong&gt; - I watched this movie purely because it was on the top 100 movies list. It was extremely disturbing, and I am grateful that with each passing year I forget more and more of it. If I could only go back and just not watch it at all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-4556467994659811953?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/4556467994659811953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=4556467994659811953&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/4556467994659811953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/4556467994659811953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-ones.html' title='Last Ones'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-5909962536225715448</id><published>2008-03-10T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T13:41:33.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poll'/><title type='text'>Lobster Dave</title><content type='html'>During my singles ward days, in my ward there were a lot of Daves. We (Heather, Robert, and I ... and a few close ward friends) gave them different names to sort them out. There was Teacher Dave, Dave F, CD Dave, and Lobster Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I met fair-skinned Lobster Dave, he had accidentally spent too much time in the sun without sunscreen. He was painfully red ... thus, we called him Lobster Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a few weeks - probably 3-4 - from going on his mission. When he asked me out on a date, I felt pretty comfortable that things couldn't go far in that amount of time and figured it would be fun to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CANYON CONFESSIONAL:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first date we were going hiking. We drove up the canyon and he parked the car near Mill B. Instead of getting out of the car to start our hike, he started talking. Whatever; I didn't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our talk, he told me things that he had taken care of with his bishop in order to go on his mission. Then he told me a few things that he had slipped on since then and asked my opinion if he should talk to his bishop about them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt completely uncomfortable, advised him yes, and made some logical excuse to end the date early. He didn't feel uncomfortable, and it seemed that confiding in me had increased his interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time went by and I avoided the situation. I didn't like to hurt people, and it seemed that it was a short acquaintance anyhow. I was just trying to get through those 3-4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I agreed to another date, which turned into a group thing. Great! The group thing turned into Dave, myself, and my friend Karen going to a movie. Fine. Karen had seen the movie, so it turned into making cookies at her house. Whatever. Karen had a major crush on Dave, thus ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THREE'S-A-CROWD-COOKIE-COOKOFF:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove in Dave's car to Karen's house. I pretty much sat in the living room watching TV while they baked away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Check this out!" I said, half-way through their gathering-ingredients-extravaganza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They came in and watched OJ Simpson in the white Bronco on the freeway. Then they resumed the baking and realized they were missing a key ingredient. I volunteered to walk home (only two blocks) and bring some back. Dave resisted, but I insisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home and hung out with my family as long as politely possible, turning on the TV so they could see OJ. Then I got in my parents car (I was a smart one, huh.) and drove back to Karen's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished making cookies, ate some, and watched something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to leave. Dave walked outside and told me he was sad I brought the car because he wanted to drive me home. Since we didn't have a "real date" he suggested we get together the next night? the next? the next? It appeared I was busy every night before he had to leave town. He went in for .... yea, and it smoothly turned into a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stopped by a few nights later in between my work and school to bring me a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FAREWELL:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other friend Janice asked me to go with her to his farewell and I agreed. Walking down the isle to take my seat, he came down from the stand and rushed at me excitedly. His family followed. His parents greeted me and it was clear I had been discussed at home. His little sister looked up at me with giddy eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a seat, toward the back. His sister remarked during her talk that she was proud of her brother for being such a good example and going on his mission, although he could have stayed home because of a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly not me!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his talk, he stared down at me, and reaching the end of his talk stated that he had met someone for which it was hard for him to leave, and how he was eagerly looking forward to spending more time with that person in two years. Yes, still looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it the world was happening? I didn't even know this person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the farewell quickly. Didn't stop by the house. He dropped by once before going to the MTC, but I wasn't home. I didn't write to him. He didn't write to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years later he called my house, just home from his mission. He talked to my mom. I was freshly engaged, and she told him. My mom suggested that I call him, just to be nice. I decided not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't call again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-5909962536225715448?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/5909962536225715448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=5909962536225715448&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5909962536225715448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/5909962536225715448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/03/lobster-dave.html' title='Lobster Dave'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-1048870309731608589</id><published>2008-03-10T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T12:46:16.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poll'/><title type='text'>05/20/2006</title><content type='html'>It makes sense that this one would be one of the top voted since it's the most ambiguous. This will probably seem a little anticlimactic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY ONE: 05/11/2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I were on our wonderful trip back east! I'd never been this far from home. When we got off the plane in Buffalo, I honestly couldn't believe I was in New York. I saw all the I "heart" NY t-shirts in the windows and it sunk in more. WOW! I had only ever seen those on TV, on someone else, or at D.I. We picked up our rental car and we were on our way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tourist stops: &lt;em&gt;Niagara Falls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture: &lt;em&gt;Niagara Falls from the U.S. side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/matnae/R8zIQoI9DuI/AAAAAAAADLI/zbnOLQvWU8o/100_6288.JPG?"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/matnae/R8zIQoI9DuI/AAAAAAAADLI/zbnOLQvWU8o/100_6288.JPG?" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY TWO: 05/12/2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving through up-state New York's country was wonderful the next morning. Everything was green and sunny. It was truly peaceful. One of my favorite parts was watching the fog come in over Lake Ontario that evening. Very mysterious. Also in Fayette we ran into the author of our tourist book, who kindly signed it. He was serving a research mission there. Very cool, knowledgable man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tourist stops: &lt;em&gt;House Brigham Young built, Hill Cumorah, Sacred Grove, Erie Canal, Fayette, Lake Ontario&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture: &lt;em&gt;Hill Cumorah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/matnae/R8zIQII9DtI/AAAAAAAADLA/QIskghJe1nY/100_6337.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/matnae/R8zIQII9DtI/AAAAAAAADLA/QIskghJe1nY/100_6337.JPG?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY THREE: 05/13/2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was sunny again and I was grateful. It was very relaxing and we stopped at a few more church history sites. Then we started our cross-country trek up through the Adirondacks and down to Lake George. It sprinkled a lot. The Adirondacks were cold, although no longer snowy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tourist stops: &lt;em&gt;Grandin Building, Sacred Grove, Hill Cumorah, Adirondacks, Lake George&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture: &lt;em&gt;Sacred Grove&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/matnae/R8zIN4I9DqI/AAAAAAAADKo/-BlfSZ-zvdU/100_6427.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/matnae/R8zIN4I9DqI/AAAAAAAADKo/-BlfSZ-zvdU/100_6427.JPG?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY FOUR: 05/14/2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued our trek leaving New York, driving through Vermont, New Hampshire and stopping in Maine. This was our longest drive day. It was raining and flooding! Lucky us - we were caught in one of the biggest floods the area had seen in a long time. The closer we got to the coast the more flooded everything became. We sat in our hotel that night watching the news, wondering if we would be able to drive into Boston the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tourist stops: &lt;em&gt;Norman Rockwell Museum, Joseph Smith Birthplace, Nubble Lighthouse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture: &lt;em&gt;Joseph Smith Birthplace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/matnae/R8zIFoI9DhI/AAAAAAAADJg/VdUlVAksBTs/100_6786.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/matnae/R8zIFoI9DhI/AAAAAAAADJg/VdUlVAksBTs/100_6786.JPG?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY FIVE: 05/15/2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up that morning and decided to try our luck getting into Boston. We called our hotel in the heart of downtown Boston, and they said they weren't experiencing any troubles with the flood. We took a quick detour to Amesbury, MA where I got to see one of my however-many-greats grandparent house from 1654. Pretty dang cool! On our way back onto the freeway, we saw the National Guard had closed the exit. We had barely made it there to see it. We didn't make it to Salem, MA. The road was closed. We did some touristy visiting along the coast in Rockport. Many of the cute shops had been flooded out and were closed. We did some hiking in the rain/fog. And we drove into Boston, an experience Matt will never repeat again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tourist stops: &lt;em&gt;Amesbury, Rockport, Boston&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture: &lt;em&gt;My relative's house in Amesbury, MA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/matnae/R8zIEoI9DfI/AAAAAAAADJQ/xT4mLvjhQTI/100_6837.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/matnae/R8zIEoI9DfI/AAAAAAAADJQ/xT4mLvjhQTI/100_6837.JPG?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY SIX: 05/16/2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a very uppity breakfast at the Omni, hiked the Freedom Trail in the rain, but it was WONDERFUL! We ended up at Bunker Hill and took a taxi back to the Boston Commons. Our taxi driver asked us if we would take Mitt Romney back to Utah with us. We got our car and got out of town ... well, at least out of the center of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tourist stops: &lt;em&gt;Too many to mention! I loved touring Paul Revere's house, and the cemeteries.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture: &lt;em&gt;Granary Burying Ground (three signers of the Declaration of Independence are buried here)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/matnae/R8zIAoI9DZI/AAAAAAAADIc/o0yJAjfaklA/100_6975.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/matnae/R8zIAoI9DZI/AAAAAAAADIc/o0yJAjfaklA/100_6975.JPG?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY SEVEN: 05/17/2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up early and went to a session at the Boston Temple. Beautiful temple! Then we really got out of town ... driving to Hyannis on Cape Cod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tourist stops: &lt;em&gt;Boston Temple, Harvard Campus,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Cape Cod&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture: &lt;em&gt;Boston Temple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/matnae/R8zIdII9EAI/AAAAAAAADNc/woaEITAjoMM/100_7091.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/matnae/R8zIdII9EAI/AAAAAAAADNc/woaEITAjoMM/100_7091.JPG?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY EIGHT: 05/18/2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our first full day on Cape Cod. The weather was beautiful. Blue sky and no rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tourist stops: &lt;em&gt;Cape Cod! I love it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture: &lt;em&gt;Sunset in Hyannis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/matnae/R8zIeoI9EDI/AAAAAAAADN0/GYQFzp7xa10/100_7150.JPG?"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/matnae/R8zIeoI9EDI/AAAAAAAADN0/GYQFzp7xa10/100_7150.JPG?" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY NINE: 05/19/2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second full day on cape cod. I was so excited to see the sun rise on the ocean, but it was cloudy that morning. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tourist stops: &lt;em&gt;Cape cod! I want to go back!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture: &lt;em&gt;Beach in Provincetown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/matnae/R8zIjII9EHI/AAAAAAAADOU/6t3-r-2s858/100_7236.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/matnae/R8zIjII9EHI/AAAAAAAADOU/6t3-r-2s858/100_7236.JPG?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY TEN: 05/20/2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Our flight home left around 2pm. We left Provincetown early and got to the Boston airport at a comfortable time to catch our flight. We were dropping off our rental car when we had a HUGE vacation SURPRISE. The bad kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our rental car had been scheduled for pick-up and drop-off in Buffalo; a 7-hour drive from our current location. The cost for dropping it off in Boston instead of Buffalo? $1300.00 .... nearly $1000.00 more than the price of the rental. Nearly the cost of our entire 10-day vacation …thanks to some perks from my job at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON LEARNED: Always double-check your paperwork. This is something I will do maniacally for the rest of my life. I know it will never happen again. It will be some other stupid oversight that will blight the last day of some future blissful vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rental people made a few calls, but nothing could be solved right then. I think the person that could help was at lunch, so we were sent on our merry way with a phone number. I was panicked. In my experience it's always much easier for people to take your money than to give it back. Not only that, but we were now running late for our flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rushed to catch our flight. Then we had 2-hours to review the situation in which we realized that if we had taken the rental car, driven 7-hours to Buffalo, paid the rental late fee, and paid the airline change fee, we would still have come out hundreds of dollars ahead. Probably at least $700.00. But, instead we walked away with a phone number, a 4-advil headache, and a stressful flight from Boston to Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival in Chicago, Matt called the rental company and did his best groveling. He explained that the person who set up the reservation misunderstood our needs, that person being a friend of mine at work with tons more experience renting cars than I had; she worked in “travel” after all. They had mercy on us and reduced the charge to $500.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight from Chicago to SLC was better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures: &lt;em&gt;I had completely lost interest in taking photos by this time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-1048870309731608589?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/1048870309731608589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=1048870309731608589&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1048870309731608589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/1048870309731608589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/03/05202006.html' title='05/20/2006'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-3865947228626837491</id><published>2008-03-10T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T12:35:47.614-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poll'/><title type='text'>7th Grade</title><content type='html'>I really didn't want this one to get a lot of votes. I wanted to skip over this part of my life, not re-live it .... remember? I'll make it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of friends in 6th grade. It was a good year. I remember sitting in the cafeteria filling out paperwork for middle school! I had been very excited, but that excitement started to disappear when I realized that many of my good friends would be going to Union instead of Midvale. WHAT!? A batch of friends that were going to Midvale ended up moving. Ugh!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started 7th grade feeling friendless. And things got worse for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through a series of events that first year of middle school, I gradually began to withdraw. I had a few close friends, but that was it. I became very nervous and anxious. I had a serious fear of public speaking. An oral report was enough to give me stress headaches, sleepless nights, and to make me visibly shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each school year that followed I gradually came out of this hole that had formed my 7th grade year. I've also been lucky enough to have jobs that have helped me get over my fear of public speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew .... glad that one's done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-3865947228626837491?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/3865947228626837491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=3865947228626837491&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3865947228626837491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3865947228626837491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/03/7th-grade.html' title='7th Grade'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-6993724679154156077</id><published>2008-03-10T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T12:01:57.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poll'/><title type='text'>Results Show!</title><content type='html'>The results are in!  Here are the top 5 voted items from my Leap Day post that will each receive a separate, more detailed post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;7th Grade&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;05/20/2006&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cookie-Cookoff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Canyon Confessional &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Each of these items got one vote, and will each have a brief explanation in post number 5:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Best of the Bull, Summer 2001, Richfield road rash, A Clockwork Orange, Farewell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we begin ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-6993724679154156077?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/6993724679154156077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=6993724679154156077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/6993724679154156077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/6993724679154156077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/03/results-show.html' title='Results Show!'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855293039290930804.post-3691373447986870035</id><published>2008-03-06T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:50:04.885-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Ceti Eel</title><content type='html'>Matt loves the beach.  I have recently (the last few years) come to discover why, since I've spent a little more time there than in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the sand between my toes, the mist, and the sound of the water.  I don't care if the water is cold; I'll walk in it.  Matt enjoys these things, too, but he doesn't like walking in the cold water.  One thing that Matt likes most is the creatures he finds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not as fond of the creatures.  I have visions (that I have to ignore) of crawly creatures with pincers inches below my bare feet, ready to pounce ... or do whatever it is that they do.  I'm also pretty afraid of jelly fish, and I always find dead ones on the beach!  Consequently, I'm always walking barefoot with my head down, scanning the sand for rocks, shells, bones, dead things, and live crawly creatures.  I don't want to step on any of those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from a trip to Cannon Beach, Oregon in July 2006.  I hate the sound of my voice (it sounds terribly high), but you can hear how brave I am being throughout this entire experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a62abf3129bd567b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da62abf3129bd567b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956717%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13FFC8E2A834570FFA218E41ACFC40CD623AE9E6.209B341D539AE2139E7A147E58DAAFAD951B1D11%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da62abf3129bd567b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoXXPEHkhe_gM4FXaKfRRgP5NpeU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da62abf3129bd567b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956717%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13FFC8E2A834570FFA218E41ACFC40CD623AE9E6.209B341D539AE2139E7A147E58DAAFAD951B1D11%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da62abf3129bd567b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoXXPEHkhe_gM4FXaKfRRgP5NpeU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this remind me of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan ... Khan employs the small offspring of a nasty indigenous animal (known to fans as the "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ceti_eel" class="mw-redirect" title="Ceti eel"&gt;Ceti Eel&lt;/a&gt;") to control Chekov and Terrell and forces them to reveal the details of their mission, and the whereabouts of Admiral Kirk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1855293039290930804-3691373447986870035?l=naewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a62abf3129bd567b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/feeds/3691373447986870035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1855293039290930804&amp;postID=3691373447986870035&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3691373447986870035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1855293039290930804/posts/default/3691373447986870035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naewar.blogspot.com/2008/03/ceti-eel.html' title='Ceti Eel'/><author><name>Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03329921845734343702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1qDGggTui8/SP6nNM1ozuI/AAAAAAAAELw/_JiDp2-U72o/S220/P1020639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
