<?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-1326832101322350047</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:04:39.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah's Sweet Surprises</title><subtitle type='html'>Adventures of an Animal Lover</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326832101322350047/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17184779300268984974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZIeTu3d-TI/AAAAAAAAAA4/t9vLTsEDGGk/S220/HPIM1140.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326832101322350047.post-431350201899813889</id><published>2009-06-17T15:41:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:35:42.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sister That I Never Had.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348432496517133778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SjlzBLQPNdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GA3EPj8GBP4/s320/SANY0581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I was painting my fingernails when my baby brother, Dylan, came to me and said that he wanted his toenails painted. So I had him go to my room and choose the color that he wanted to wear. He choose a light green color, because he said that it was more of a boy color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I was putting away the nail polish I suddenly thought of something I had always wanted to do on a little sister. So I decided to put some makeup on him. He was really reluctant, but I was able to bribe him to let me do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was the finished art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348430915119818130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SjlxlIFvJZI/AAAAAAAAAHE/zXRz0nqz7uw/s320/SANY0578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what Dylan really thought of me doing this to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348437209279033730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sjl3TfqO8YI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1UwmjkO_Ahg/s320/SANY0574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Okay, as you can tell I am no cosmetologist, I can't do hair and makeup very well. I still was able to have fun doing it though. I sometimes wish that I had a little sister, but I guess my little brothers will do. I love them both very much, even though sometimes they get on my nerves. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1326832101322350047-431350201899813889?l=sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/feeds/431350201899813889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326832101322350047&amp;postID=431350201899813889&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326832101322350047/posts/default/431350201899813889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326832101322350047/posts/default/431350201899813889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/2009/06/sister.html' title='The Sister That I Never Had.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17184779300268984974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZIeTu3d-TI/AAAAAAAAAA4/t9vLTsEDGGk/S220/HPIM1140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SjlzBLQPNdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GA3EPj8GBP4/s72-c/SANY0581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326832101322350047.post-2526134200810341553</id><published>2009-05-05T15:14:00.019-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:23:21.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Swimming Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When my puppy Diego was about 9 months old I took him to Woodland Park to walk around Woodland Lake while Dylan was at a baseball practice. All three of the dogs that I have owned before Diego hated water a lot. When I was walking around he kept on trying to pull me over to the water. So finally I decided that I would let him go over to the water, not expecting him to do anything. To my surprise, he ran right to the water and jumped in. Since then whenever he has a chance he goes running toward any body of water that is around him. Even if the water is frozen, he likes to run across the ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332491614300601458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SgDQ3tYi_HI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-iFXAu7lFjI/s320/SANY0522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Diego going for a Duck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Diego loves to leap through the water and get into the deep part so he can doggy paddle and try to chase after the ducks in the water. He does know not to go out too far or else he will get tired quickly. Close to the shore he likes to try to get the rock from the bottom. It is really funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332490906193374434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SgDQOfeoLOI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Bql2n8UBbb4/s320/SANY0516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Diego digging for a rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here are three other pictures that I took on our last trip to the lake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SgDReEfrpKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Xjb-Hbi4BD4/s1600-h/SANY0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332492273339573410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SgDReEfrpKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Xjb-Hbi4BD4/s320/SANY0514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SgDTuFC2MZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/0oRFAC7sIyg/s1600-h/SANY0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332494747388227986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SgDTuFC2MZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/0oRFAC7sIyg/s320/SANY0512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SgDTQXa0GGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/d17Le6KsiZQ/s1600-h/SANY0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332494236924516450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SgDTQXa0GGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/d17Le6KsiZQ/s320/SANY0521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SgDTQXa0GGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/d17Le6KsiZQ/s1600-h/SANY0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SgDTQXa0GGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/d17Le6KsiZQ/s1600-h/SANY0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1326832101322350047-2526134200810341553?l=sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/feeds/2526134200810341553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326832101322350047&amp;postID=2526134200810341553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326832101322350047/posts/default/2526134200810341553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326832101322350047/posts/default/2526134200810341553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/2009/05/swimming-dog.html' title='The Swimming Dog'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17184779300268984974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZIeTu3d-TI/AAAAAAAAAA4/t9vLTsEDGGk/S220/HPIM1140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SgDQ3tYi_HI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-iFXAu7lFjI/s72-c/SANY0522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326832101322350047.post-5509366683600307957</id><published>2009-04-20T17:30:00.018-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:24:00.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Cute Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A couple of Fridays ago I took Callie and Brinley to the park. It was very windy that day, but really fun anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326938114398899602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0V_eE8TZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QOUI3LXoSCM/s320/SANY0469.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;Callie and Brinley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Callie didn't like the swings at all. We would try to put her in the swings but she wasn't going to have it. She liked the slides the most. She loved going down them with help from her sister Elsie. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326936662485969666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0Uq9R7KwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/PvL6ZxY9EmM/s320/SANY0473.JPG" /&gt; Brinley liked playing on the swings, climbing the slides, and playing tetherball, just like any other four-year-old does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326939005170886642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0WzUdiJ_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/t5OSna-QfrA/s320/SANY0472.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Here are some other pictures I have taken that I think are really cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0ZBTNorzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/v6NCqklAKug/s1600-h/SANY0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326941444377194290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0ZBTNorzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/v6NCqklAKug/s320/SANY0344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0ZdUMya8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/zzJjN1OM6c4/s1600-h/SANY0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326941925678410690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0ZdUMya8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/zzJjN1OM6c4/s320/SANY0352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0ZdUMya8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/zzJjN1OM6c4/s1600-h/SANY0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0ay4LEJ6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/wKV06pOuCEQ/s1600-h/SANY0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 302px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326943395623741346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0ay4LEJ6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/wKV06pOuCEQ/s320/SANY0453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0bVPs4nlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/zgV3auIip1I/s1600-h/SANY0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0bVPs4nlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/zgV3auIip1I/s1600-h/SANY0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 211px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326943986055159378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0bVPs4nlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/zgV3auIip1I/s320/SANY0464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0bVPs4nlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/zgV3auIip1I/s1600-h/SANY0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0bVPs4nlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/zgV3auIip1I/s1600-h/SANY0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0bVPs4nlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/zgV3auIip1I/s1600-h/SANY0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0bVPs4nlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/zgV3auIip1I/s1600-h/SANY0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0ZdUMya8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/zzJjN1OM6c4/s1600-h/SANY0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1326832101322350047-5509366683600307957?l=sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/feeds/5509366683600307957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326832101322350047&amp;postID=5509366683600307957&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326832101322350047/posts/default/5509366683600307957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326832101322350047/posts/default/5509366683600307957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/2009/04/two-cute-girls.html' title='Two Cute Girls'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17184779300268984974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZIeTu3d-TI/AAAAAAAAAA4/t9vLTsEDGGk/S220/HPIM1140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Se0V_eE8TZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QOUI3LXoSCM/s72-c/SANY0469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326832101322350047.post-8819274335894800570</id><published>2009-03-14T14:54:00.020-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:25:35.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oklahoma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sbwof1DfxuI/AAAAAAAAADg/N7iJkhf_MaA/s1600-h/oklahoma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313166187673143010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sbwof1DfxuI/AAAAAAAAADg/N7iJkhf_MaA/s320/oklahoma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night some of my friends and I got the wonderful opportunity to go see the Snowflake High School production of Oklahoma! It was nice to be able to hang out with my friends, since I don't get to do it very often any more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here are pictures of all of us together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbwrMG_EdbI/AAAAAAAAADo/BQssoJHl_y8/s1600-h/SANY0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313169147423913394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbwrMG_EdbI/AAAAAAAAADo/BQssoJHl_y8/s320/SANY0436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;From left to right: First is Michelle and next to her is her sister Gina, then it is me, and then Tahna, and last but not least Emmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313171231880266690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbwtFcMMQ8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/j9Jk7W5cUzo/s320/SANY0435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbwtphBFAJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DzJAzrJ_qTU/s1600-h/SANY0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 278px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313171851651121298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbwtphBFAJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DzJAzrJ_qTU/s320/SANY0437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbwtphBFAJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DzJAzrJ_qTU/s1600-h/SANY0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oklahoma&lt;/em&gt; is about a guy named Curly who loves a girl named Laurey. In fact, they both love each other, but they are too proud to let each other know about it. The rest of the story tells how another man tries to come between them and how they discover they belong together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 233px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313179039025785426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sbw0L4Eu6lI/AAAAAAAAAEY/D5NICyXFL3k/s320/SANY0420.JPG" /&gt;Here are some pictures I took at the play. Sorry they are not very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is Curly and Laurey kissing, when they were sure that they are right for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sbw0dioKX8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/dB2KKjkr1vg/s1600-h/SANY0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313179342506450882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sbw0dioKX8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/dB2KKjkr1vg/s320/SANY0421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is Curly proposing to Laurey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sbw0wRkFS9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/aXsikMNbzVs/s1600-h/SANY0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313179664343452626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sbw0wRkFS9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/aXsikMNbzVs/s320/SANY0426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sbw0wRkFS9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/aXsikMNbzVs/s1600-h/SANY0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This was at their reception when Judd was out for revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sbw0wRkFS9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/aXsikMNbzVs/s1600-h/SANY0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sbw0wRkFS9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/aXsikMNbzVs/s1600-h/SANY0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sbw1MoSzVzI/AAAAAAAAAEw/S7CO0qrRqos/s1600-h/SANY0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313180151481325362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sbw1MoSzVzI/AAAAAAAAAEw/S7CO0qrRqos/s320/SANY0432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sbw0wRkFS9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/aXsikMNbzVs/s1600-h/SANY0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sbw0wRkFS9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/aXsikMNbzVs/s1600-h/SANY0426.JPG"&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;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is them driving off for their honeymoon in their buggy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought that this play was very good. I love romances because you never know what is going to happen. I am very glad that I got to go and be with my friends. It was really fun. &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/1326832101322350047-8819274335894800570?l=sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/feeds/8819274335894800570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326832101322350047&amp;postID=8819274335894800570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326832101322350047/posts/default/8819274335894800570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326832101322350047/posts/default/8819274335894800570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/2009/03/oklahoma.html' title='Oklahoma!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17184779300268984974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZIeTu3d-TI/AAAAAAAAAA4/t9vLTsEDGGk/S220/HPIM1140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/Sbwof1DfxuI/AAAAAAAAADg/N7iJkhf_MaA/s72-c/oklahoma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326832101322350047.post-6140881859052371171</id><published>2009-03-09T15:43:00.022-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:26:53.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun With Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A few weekends ago my dad came up for a surprising visit. I thought that it was going to be a nice relaxing Saturday on Febuary 21&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;. So I decided that it would be a nice day to sleep in late. Well, sleeping wasn't going to happen. About 8:30 in the morning my dad called and said that he was up in the mountains, and he invited us to go swimming with him at the hotel that he was staying at. I was very excited, since I don't get to see my daddy very often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was a very fun time at the pool, playing like old times, throwing each other in the water, having splash wars, and trying to dunk each other in the water. Here are some pictures at the swimming pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311334112047279570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWmO_f-LdI/AAAAAAAAACA/o0rtzvZzJlc/s320/SANY0357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 277px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311336912932108034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWoyBm89wI/AAAAAAAAACg/WxlsKf4iYgg/s320/SANY0359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is my little brother Dylan taking a dive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWnYosr5aI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lEJXS90JXdw/s1600-h/SANY0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311335377236911522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWnYosr5aI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lEJXS90JXdw/s320/SANY0360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWpckbOy-I/AAAAAAAAACo/-QE9MSm0KMI/s1600-h/SANY0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311337643832691682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWpckbOy-I/AAAAAAAAACo/-QE9MSm0KMI/s320/SANY0361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Sunday after we went to church, we decided to go hike the Mogollon Rim. I love to go out there it is always fun and very beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures that I took at the Rim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWq3IXM2LI/AAAAAAAAACw/sDvVGxYPK4c/s1600-h/SANY0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311339199667689650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWq3IXM2LI/AAAAAAAAACw/sDvVGxYPK4c/s320/SANY0366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWraBht04I/AAAAAAAAAC4/7J41tVc6n1I/s1600-h/SANY0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 276px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311339799128167298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWraBht04I/AAAAAAAAAC4/7J41tVc6n1I/s320/SANY0367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWsBIsIhhI/AAAAAAAAADA/XqKncm0nlYI/s1600-h/SANY0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 194px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311340471065806354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWsBIsIhhI/AAAAAAAAADA/XqKncm0nlYI/s320/SANY0376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Our dog Diego came along on the hike with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWsbIUYTPI/AAAAAAAAADI/5YgcKgf1n60/s1600-h/SANY0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 224px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311340917642775794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWsbIUYTPI/AAAAAAAAADI/5YgcKgf1n60/s320/SANY0375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWs6UJmEUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zcIt4VRAekI/s1600-h/SANY0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 224px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311341453394710850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWs6UJmEUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zcIt4VRAekI/s320/SANY0378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWtirVcaOI/AAAAAAAAADY/tNMZg1vu1cE/s1600-h/SANY0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 301px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311342146813192418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWtirVcaOI/AAAAAAAAADY/tNMZg1vu1cE/s320/SANY0377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always excited when I get to see my dad. It is always a blast and I don't want it to ever end. It is always sad to say good-bye, but I know that we will get to see each other soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1326832101322350047-6140881859052371171?l=sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/feeds/6140881859052371171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326832101322350047&amp;postID=6140881859052371171&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326832101322350047/posts/default/6140881859052371171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326832101322350047/posts/default/6140881859052371171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/2009/03/fun-with-daddy.html' title='Fun With Daddy'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17184779300268984974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZIeTu3d-TI/AAAAAAAAAA4/t9vLTsEDGGk/S220/HPIM1140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SbWmO_f-LdI/AAAAAAAAACA/o0rtzvZzJlc/s72-c/SANY0357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326832101322350047.post-8247718428218896888</id><published>2009-02-13T15:32:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T14:53:03.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Animals Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;As you can see from my profile, I love animals. I thought that I should talk about how I decided to go in the career of a Vet Tech. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302421549648799250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZX8TlQxZhI/AAAAAAAAABY/F09QR7J98bk/s320/f-+1+Apr+1994-+Sarah+age+4+%26+Rambo,+2+months.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;This me and my first puppy, Rambo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ever since I can remember I loved to be around animals. When I was about seven I though that it would be cool to be a veterinarian, to help animals that are sick and make them feel better. I loved taking care of my pets when they were hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302423208268013922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZX90IGaIWI/AAAAAAAAABo/iRDaGbQ_570/s320/a-+May+2004+--+Sarah+14+with+her+new+puppy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is with me and my next puppy, Astro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When I got to high school they had job shadows, where you go and follow people around to see what career is the best for you. When I was a freshmen I got the opportunity to job shadow a veterinarian, and I was very excited. During that whole entire day I watched the vet. I just couldn't imagine myself doing all of the stuff that she was doing. When I got home that night I had the feeling that this was not the right job for me. As I thought about what I saw that day it came to me that all of the things that the vet techs were doing were things that I could do. Things like monitoring the animal while it was in surgery, taking blood and doing tests and things like that. I thought that it was really cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302424636282465218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZX_HP3la8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/XJfZK7doU3M/s320/aa-+17+June+2007+--+Sarah+%26+her+new+pet+Sox.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;This is me and my hamster, Sox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;That day changed my entire career plan. I am so very thankful for job shadows to help find the right job for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1326832101322350047-8247718428218896888?l=sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/feeds/8247718428218896888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326832101322350047&amp;postID=8247718428218896888&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326832101322350047/posts/default/8247718428218896888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326832101322350047/posts/default/8247718428218896888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/2009/02/animals-rock.html' title='Animals Rock'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17184779300268984974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZIeTu3d-TI/AAAAAAAAAA4/t9vLTsEDGGk/S220/HPIM1140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZX8TlQxZhI/AAAAAAAAABY/F09QR7J98bk/s72-c/f-+1+Apr+1994-+Sarah+age+4+%26+Rambo,+2+months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326832101322350047.post-42288056489210036</id><published>2009-02-10T16:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:28:39.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Me Mary Poppins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301324783500448706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZIWzY-E08I/AAAAAAAAAAc/2e3GWsCWfhg/s200/mary-poppins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You can call me Mary Poppins because I am a Nanny. I watch two of my cousins named Brinley, 4, and Callie, 2, while my aunt goes out and does things that need to be done. I have been doing this since August and have been loving almost every minute of it. It has really helped bring me closer to my cousins. Some things that I get to do is go down to the valley with Aunt Dana and help her watch these two beautiful girls at doctor visits. I get to go and watch Callie while she is in therapy and watch how much more she can do every day since her accident.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301323448453710098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZIVlriIQRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q1pl9uyDvhE/s320/SANY0192.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;This is Callie on the way to a doctor's appointment. Callie loves cameras!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I like it because I love little children and as a nanny I get to be with children all day long. I get to watch movies with them, play with them outside, take them on bike rides, and just hang out with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301325996478247586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZIX5_qhMqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/D61mAysFIP8/s320/SANY0279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;This is Brinley with her big sister, my cousin Amber. Brinley is camera-shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think that overall it is a wonderful job, and hope that I can do it for years to come. Or at least until I finish my general classes at Northland Pioneer College and transfer to Mesa Community College to train as a veterinarian technician!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1326832101322350047-42288056489210036?l=sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/feeds/42288056489210036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326832101322350047&amp;postID=42288056489210036&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326832101322350047/posts/default/42288056489210036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326832101322350047/posts/default/42288056489210036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahssweetsurprises.blogspot.com/2009/02/call-me-mary-poppins.html' title='Call Me Mary Poppins'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17184779300268984974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZIeTu3d-TI/AAAAAAAAAA4/t9vLTsEDGGk/S220/HPIM1140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-txr9t7bV2E/SZIWzY-E08I/AAAAAAAAAAc/2e3GWsCWfhg/s72-c/mary-poppins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
