<?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-1963803748607932840</id><updated>2012-01-27T17:49:46.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Valenzuela's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-8060489468562253214</id><published>2012-01-24T08:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T09:04:37.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Called to Serve!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYsloBrlBJU/Tx7iuhHsjxI/AAAAAAAAB-4/ZbYyrib6YXA/s1600/IMG_0363.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYsloBrlBJU/Tx7iuhHsjxI/AAAAAAAAB-4/ZbYyrib6YXA/s400/IMG_0363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701243467090136850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little sister Laur Laur has decided to serve a mission!!!   So AWESOME!  We are so excited for her and proud of her.  It was such a fun night.  She practically had the entire university of Utah and then some at our house supporting her in opening her call.  Gabe was actually flying home from Houston in the airport so we face timed him.  Wes and Ash and the kids were on skype so we could all see her.  It was so fun.  And where is she headed??!!!!!............BATON ROUGE, LOUISIANA!!!  Seriously!  I am so jealous!  What a fun place to go.  The food, the people, the culture!  I would love to experience that!  She leaves for the MTC on March 7.  She is going to be an awesome missionary.  Those people are so lucky to have her.  We love you Laur and are so so excited for you!!!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Do you love the balloons?  They're from the baby shower the night before.  A blog post about that coming soon too :)   )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-8060489468562253214?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/8060489468562253214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=8060489468562253214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8060489468562253214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8060489468562253214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2012/01/called-to-serve.html' title='Called to Serve!!'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYsloBrlBJU/Tx7iuhHsjxI/AAAAAAAAB-4/ZbYyrib6YXA/s72-c/IMG_0363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-6556906301617036194</id><published>2012-01-24T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T08:55:28.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Festivities...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;We had a wonderful Christmas this year!  I think I could sit here for days and type about all the fun things we did.  Instead, I'm just going to do a picture overload.  And mind you, I didn't even get half the pictures I should have.  We were having so much fun I guess, my camera never really left my purse.  But here are a few...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;These are from the awesome party we had with our friends at our place about a week before we left for Utah. We did dinner and games and a white elephant exchange... Along with the awesome ugly sweaters. So fun. We are so lucky to have such great friends here in Arizona!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0IkMbO7D44M/Tx7Z9stpMYI/AAAAAAAAB9A/Z-Itq5LWcfk/s1600/Collages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0IkMbO7D44M/Tx7Z9stpMYI/AAAAAAAAB9A/Z-Itq5LWcfk/s400/Collages.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;We had the Yates 'n' Mates family Christmas Party a few days before Christmas. This has always been one of my most favorite Christmas traditions and I was so glad we were able to make it this year (We've missed the last 2!) We did the nativity, exchanged gift cards and played the infamous dice game. We loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IGekHTtQ7-c/Tx7d0TE9fEI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/h6KbGNyyD4w/s400/P1010680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701238068841643074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;We braved the bitter cold to go see the zoo lights with my parents. It turned out to be a really fun night, especially after we filled our tummies with hot coco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H6JEQ1qrV6Y/Tx7d1i9X7XI/AAAAAAAAB98/gFUSUZKEe-A/s1600/P1010686.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H6JEQ1qrV6Y/Tx7d1i9X7XI/AAAAAAAAB98/gFUSUZKEe-A/s400/P1010686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701238090284658034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P373mUU_EtE/Tx7d1Aa77rI/AAAAAAAAB9w/UXgjaI07yF4/s1600/P1010684.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P373mUU_EtE/Tx7d1Aa77rI/AAAAAAAAB9w/UXgjaI07yF4/s400/P1010684.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701238081013411506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Whd8-HgMgXE/Tx7d0iwcytI/AAAAAAAAB9k/Y5oTLNHyfus/s1600/P1010682.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Whd8-HgMgXE/Tx7d0iwcytI/AAAAAAAAB9k/Y5oTLNHyfus/s400/P1010682.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701238073050581714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We definitely are not used to the cold. And had to take extreme caution when taking Tex on his nightly walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bal2I5rkQDo/Tx7fKirJ9MI/AAAAAAAAB-I/u7vTOVuoKbg/s1600/P1010687.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bal2I5rkQDo/Tx7fKirJ9MI/AAAAAAAAB-I/u7vTOVuoKbg/s400/P1010687.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701239550497125570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had the most delicious food.  My mom and Gabe's mom were amazing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5yifIvKicHs/Tx7f4QlOTcI/AAAAAAAAB-U/EnVUJMeOfiY/s400/P1010688.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701240335914388930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5or8V4eS4yo/Tx7gx6H8tUI/AAAAAAAAB-g/_f_PmQsjEE0/s400/P1010693.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701241326318433602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Christmas morning on our way to church.  I decided after this pic that I wasn't too fond of prego pics anymore and my camera went in the purse for good.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g40Fz6eW7uk/Tx7hb23BhyI/AAAAAAAAB-s/TNXQPsu6lUA/s1600/P1010697.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g40Fz6eW7uk/Tx7hb23BhyI/AAAAAAAAB-s/TNXQPsu6lUA/s400/P1010697.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701242046996645666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like I said, I should have gotten way way more pics!  I feel bad.  I didn't get any with Laur Laur, all my girl friends I went to lunch with or the Valenzuela's.  I seriously didn't even think about my camera after the first three days.  It was an awesome Christmas though.  We were up in Utah for 3 weeks and it was amazing to see everyone and spend the quality time that we missed.  Next time I'll be a little better at documenting.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-6556906301617036194?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/6556906301617036194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=6556906301617036194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/6556906301617036194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/6556906301617036194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-festivities.html' title='Christmas Festivities...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0IkMbO7D44M/Tx7Z9stpMYI/AAAAAAAAB9A/Z-Itq5LWcfk/s72-c/Collages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-1403475318561760211</id><published>2012-01-23T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T13:35:18.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts at 38 weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlS1FugoZZo/Tx1fm0xpX-I/AAAAAAAAB7s/9fPojKPFA_s/s1600/IMG_0386.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlS1FugoZZo/Tx1fm0xpX-I/AAAAAAAAB7s/9fPojKPFA_s/s400/IMG_0386.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700817823927459810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;38.  38 Weeks today.  I never even thought I would say that.  We are so close.  But yet, having never done this, I feel like I might be pregnant forever.  Babies do like to come out of their warm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cocoon&lt;/span&gt; right?  Although, if she did come today, would I be ready?  I'm not really sure.  Are you ever ready for your first baby?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so yes, her nursery is completely done and SO cute.  I'll put pics up soon.  Gabe has had school off for the last two weeks that we've been home from Utah and all we've done is baby prep.  Our room is rearranged and clean, the house is clean, the laundry is done.  All of her clothes are washed and put away.  Her many blankets folded and tucked away. My body feels like it is ready to pop. (And looks like it too)  Not only my tummy, but my feet, my hands, my face... the whole bit.  To top it off, my immune system is a no go.  I've had an awesome head cold since we've been home from Utah, going on 2 weeks now.  Last Tuesday I had the stomach flu.  I haven't had the stomach flu since I was 10 maybe. Let me tell you though, it was not fun having a baby sit on top of your sick belly.  I thought for sure she would want out that day.  She loves her water bed though.  I'm feeling a little better now, hoping to kick this cold completely by D-day.  A lot of rest the doc tells me... and I laugh.  I hope someday in the future to have a complete nights sleep.  I'm told that won't happen for a long while.  Oh well. I guess I'm about as ready as I'll ever be.  Now I'm playing that waiting game that I've never been good at.  &lt;div&gt; As the days go by I get more and more anxious.  More and more excited.   I've been picturing for 9 months what she'll look like, her little toes and fingers, her eye color, hoping she'll have Gabe's smile, maybe my nose. I can't wait until she gets here.  I feel like this is sort of surreal.  Sometimes I sit at the Dr's office, waiting for him to come in, thinking, "am I really here?  Am I really here checking on my baby?"  Crazy feeling.  We are so so so excited for her to come though.  Even though I'm so nervous, I hope she knows how excited I am.  I hope she's excited to come to us.  I've been thinking a lot lately about what she's doing right at this very moment, ya know, up in heaven.  I've been wondering about who she is spending time with, her family, her favorite friends.  I wonder if she's excited to come to us, maybe nervous.  Maybe she's feeling just like I am.  Excited and nervous all at the same time.  I've had this discussion with a lot of my friends and family.  I've asked them their opinion on when her spirit is with her body.  Is she there in my tummy right now?  Or does she come when she takes that first breath of air?  I don't really know.  I know everyone has their own opinion and I'm not one to say who is right or wrong.  I do feel her little spirit though.  I had an interesting conversation over thanksgiving with my family about feeling "homesick".  I can't stop thinking about this conversation.  Do you ever get that feeling in your stomach like your "homesick"?  Even if you're home?  I get it every once in a while.  And I get it all of a sudden, not even when thinking about it.  Its not even a feeling like you miss your family or your house, like I said, sometimes I get it even at home.  But it's usually in my stomach, that aching for "home".  Over Thanksgiving while we were eating breakfast one morning my sister said she had that "homesick" feeling.  I told her that I get it too, relieved that someone else has felt that feeling.  My mom told us that she gets the feeling too, but she loves it.  She thinks it is a feeling of longing for "home".  Our real home in Heaven with our Heavenly Father.  And it reminds her where she came from.  I've thought about it a lot since then because I get that feeling so much more with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Londyn&lt;/span&gt; in my tummy.  I used to get it a lot when I was younger.  It sort of faded to every once in a while and since I've been pregnant, I get it a lot more.  A lot of times when I feel it is when she is moving around in there.  Its like she hits the "homesick" button.  But since that conversation, I've had a different perspective.  I love it when I feel "homesick".  I personally feel like she is up in Heaven, waiting to come here to earth to join our family.  But I know her little spirit is close to us.  And when I feel "homesick" I feel close to home with her.  I wonder what that is like up there, leaving family and friends to come to us.  I'm excited for her.  I wish she could tell us all about it. I can't wait to meet her.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Just my own thoughts.  I didn't even really intend to share but as I get closer to her coming, that is something I want to remember. &lt;div&gt;   Alright.  I am ready... I think. Ready or not she's coming right?! We can't wait.  I'll update more pics and such from our vacation up in Utah.  It's on the list of things to do before her grand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;entrance&lt;/span&gt;.  Maybe tomorrow?  We'll see. &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/1963803748607932840-1403475318561760211?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/1403475318561760211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=1403475318561760211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/1403475318561760211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/1403475318561760211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-thoughts-at-38-weeks.html' title='My thoughts at 38 weeks...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlS1FugoZZo/Tx1fm0xpX-I/AAAAAAAAB7s/9fPojKPFA_s/s72-c/IMG_0386.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-5494317158528470682</id><published>2011-12-13T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T09:47:46.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-36-qpjw5ZNg/TueN0JDXiYI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/cbthVY5brnc/s1600/n732585051_5705846_8579.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 351px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-36-qpjw5ZNg/TueN0JDXiYI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/cbthVY5brnc/s400/n732585051_5705846_8579.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685668981501299074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday, Gabe and I celebrated 3 years together as Husband and Wife.  I love this picture of us on our wedding day.  Look at our smiles.  We were sure excited to be married.  Today I smile way bigger.  I am married to the man of my dreams.  He makes me happier than I could have ever imagined.  Last night he wrote me a letter about all the adventures we've been on and how much he loves me.  It took me a while to read it through all my tears... I'm such a baby.  Such a sweetheart I married.  He makes life fun and exciting.  He makes everyday happy.  I love being his girl.  Happy Anniversary Babe!  Yesterday was perfect, I loved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reminiscing&lt;/span&gt; with you about our fun wedding day.  I love you so so much.  Can't wait to spend forevers with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-5494317158528470682?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/5494317158528470682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=5494317158528470682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/5494317158528470682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/5494317158528470682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/12/3-years.html' title='3 years...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-36-qpjw5ZNg/TueN0JDXiYI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/cbthVY5brnc/s72-c/n732585051_5705846_8579.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-8353391951025432521</id><published>2011-12-13T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T09:30:37.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Tradition...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A couple weeks ago, we made the trek out to Mesa to see the Mesa temple christmas lights with The Blands.  We went last year at about the same time and decided this year to keep the tradition going.  We started the night out with a little Cafe Rio (the only one in the state) and then hit the temple to see the lights.  It was awesome.  It had actually been raining all night.  We questioned whether or not we should actually drive the 45 minutes out there, but we couldn't mess with tradition.  :)  It rained the whole time we were driving and the whole time we were at dinner.  Then as soon as we got to the temple, it stopped.  It was a beautiful night!  Well, Gabe was freezing.  I on the other hand was perfectly content with my little toaster baby keeping me warm.  And... nobody was there.  It was awesome.  We could take all the pics we wanted without any random eddies in the background.  Loved it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lights were BEAUTIFUL!  Where else can you get a lighted orange tree other than AZ?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-caHVyLLmMUY/TueGYNcUwvI/AAAAAAAAB6o/0ARcVJx482Y/s1600/P1010624.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-caHVyLLmMUY/TueGYNcUwvI/AAAAAAAAB6o/0ARcVJx482Y/s400/P1010624.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685660805061985010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The manger scene with that awesome star.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Wm1dPnuBIc/TueGXzwqVzI/AAAAAAAAB6c/CSb0RziL1nE/s400/P1010595.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685660798167963442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The classic "red lit" tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7W-3tC9y_pg/TueEn57eb7I/AAAAAAAAB6E/R2e-qjxa6Dg/s1600/P1010598.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7W-3tC9y_pg/TueEn57eb7I/AAAAAAAAB6E/R2e-qjxa6Dg/s400/P1010598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685658875678584754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously.  How beautiful is the Mesa temple? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iUYKFgeRnPo/TueDqmJ-2gI/AAAAAAAAB54/zvEDU-ZoodM/s1600/P1010607.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iUYKFgeRnPo/TueDqmJ-2gI/AAAAAAAAB54/zvEDU-ZoodM/s400/P1010607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685657822398700034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ztmtLYPz2lE/TueDqas269I/AAAAAAAAB5s/T9H-U8rYMFg/s1600/P1010601.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ztmtLYPz2lE/TueDqas269I/AAAAAAAAB5s/T9H-U8rYMFg/s400/P1010601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685657819323755474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meg and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bsj9GfW1ahs/TueCx8eF-HI/AAAAAAAAB5g/nrDAPJLWzGA/s1600/P1010616.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bsj9GfW1ahs/TueCx8eF-HI/AAAAAAAAB5g/nrDAPJLWzGA/s400/P1010616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685656849136089202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And our baby bellies... We've grown a little bit since last year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_1oyVlLMd1A/TueCxkIhLlI/AAAAAAAAB5U/eNr4RJAjz9g/s1600/P1010618.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_1oyVlLMd1A/TueCxkIhLlI/AAAAAAAAB5U/eNr4RJAjz9g/s400/P1010618.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685656842603146834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OS_LAn-U_iE/TueBqQEGbUI/AAAAAAAAB5I/To8k5FEHH3I/s1600/P1010619.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OS_LAn-U_iE/TueBqQEGbUI/AAAAAAAAB5I/To8k5FEHH3I/s400/P1010619.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685655617445195074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Blands for the fun fun night.  I think it was the end of our tradition at the Mesa temple lights.  This next year will be a big year for both our little families and will probably take us away from Arizona.  But we'll never forget our amazing friends The Blands and our fun dinners and outings!  Love you guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVpg6OFsVKI/TueBH0NtC-I/AAAAAAAAB48/7nyjg5unGuE/s1600/P1010623.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVpg6OFsVKI/TueBH0NtC-I/AAAAAAAAB48/7nyjg5unGuE/s400/P1010623.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685655025853729762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A look back at our little tradition...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We came in 2009 with Kreig and Brittany Lewis, looking for a house and getting excited to move to Arizona!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JSseLOUJYzw/TueJtHJjb8I/AAAAAAAAB7A/NfAy5QZmK3Y/s400/DSCN2649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685664462684778434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last year in 2010 we came with the Blands.  Meg and I were then running buddies, running up to 15 miles on the weekends.  Gabe and I were deciding on MBA school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GgMJUFIScCA/TueJ7IqTQBI/AAAAAAAAB7M/C_NQrfM0OXU/s400/IMG_0139-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685664703608733714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this year, 2011 with the Blands.  Meg and I, no longer running, just baking little babies in our bellies.  And Gabe and I loving our life in Arizona.  Looking forward to 2012... Baby Londyn Bell, Graduating, and moving forward with the next steps of life.  We're so blessed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qi-K_bei5dE/TueEoHv_o-I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/pJ0YYKWx6Ng/s400/P1010596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685658879388525538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a fun tradition we've started! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-8353391951025432521?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/8353391951025432521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=8353391951025432521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8353391951025432521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8353391951025432521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-tradition.html' title='A Christmas Tradition...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-caHVyLLmMUY/TueGYNcUwvI/AAAAAAAAB6o/0ARcVJx482Y/s72-c/P1010624.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-4727913888934306243</id><published>2011-12-05T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T09:57:07.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for Family....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are so blessed.  We had so much to be thankful for this Thanksgiving.  And what an awesome Thanksgiving it was!  My parents planned a trip out to Cali to see Wes and Ash and the kids and invited us along for the ride.  It was so so so fun to spend the holiday with my fam.  Since Wes and I don't live in Utah, we only get to be with the whole fam about once a year.  It breaks my heart to know that my little niece and nephew are growing big without me!  We usually are in Utah for a family get together so it was such a treat to go on vacation to California.  I know for Wes and Ash it is there home town, but my parents splurged and took us all to San Diego to "get away" for a couple of days.  We started the trip with a fabulous Thanksgiving dinner at Weston's in-laws.  What amazing food!  Shauna was so gracious to host everybody.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(P.s.... get ready for picture overload... it was so much easier to just load them on then to put them into collages)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SPNip4zlous/Ttz13KXiUCI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/10vhdTekxEs/s400/390396_10150505432908487_502593486_10609435_81300630_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682687157859405858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ozg6wsuUec4/Ttz13VZmJQI/AAAAAAAAB0o/nO6FRXONspc/s1600/383739_10150505433998487_502593486_10609442_1978960860_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ozg6wsuUec4/Ttz13VZmJQI/AAAAAAAAB0o/nO6FRXONspc/s400/383739_10150505433998487_502593486_10609442_1978960860_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682687160820835586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TJqVaqr6Tr4/Ttz22Yf_ByI/AAAAAAAAB2I/TZPvN-aflYE/s400/393260_10150505429648487_502593486_10609407_205092549_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682688243984697122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Then we headed to Orange county to spend the night at the Ayres Hotel.  It was so nice!  And it was so fun to drive through the neighborhood that Gabe and I used to live in and where Wes and Ash live now.  Seriously.  I forget how BEAUTIFUL it is where we used to live.  It was amazing.  And my favorite part... with the fresh flowers, the palm trees, and the smell of the ocean so close... it smells like Disney Land.  Now who wouldn't want to live there?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3lvnxzX3Skw/Ttz14JpfgQI/AAAAAAAAB00/nr4Fg7-KQ0I/s400/388381_10150505435033487_502593486_10609449_279289064_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682687174846152962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In fron of the Ayers Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next morning we headed to Weston's house, picked 'em up and drove down to San Diego for the rest of the weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7n3ECRyUbVw/Ttz2Q3yg-pI/AAAAAAAAB1o/08_NmAWdkcE/s400/388334_10150505437688487_502593486_10609468_362309070_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682687599548889746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laur got my best belly pic of the pregnancy so far. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got to San Diego, checked in the Hotel and hit Sea World.  It was awesome.  I haven't been since I was little and we loved it.  It was so fun to be with the kids and watch their faces as the dolphins and whales flipped out of the water.  Gabe and I are still talking about how in the world you would even start training a whale.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HP5f2YhHm_M/Ttz5Y3D8ZgI/AAAAAAAAB30/6tfr_NdjLgQ/s400/DSCN4050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682691035327391234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cute kiddos and Ash waiting for the whales... In the "splash zone"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hRvTFBBQ9QI/Ttz2QR4Yf6I/AAAAAAAAB1U/2wLVn3O4UaE/s400/381146_10150505438938487_502593486_10609478_543991539_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682687589372952482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wes, Dad, Gabe and I opted for a "dryer" area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_2Q8vLmZqI/Ttz5YXy6FBI/AAAAAAAAB3o/Osv-sukJEsw/s1600/DSCN4049.JPG" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_2Q8vLmZqI/Ttz5YXy6FBI/AAAAAAAAB3o/Osv-sukJEsw/s400/DSCN4049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682691026934436882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-etXW3teAyy4/Ttz5YBqOJQI/AAAAAAAAB3c/RUfMjyKdLZY/s400/DSCN4048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682691020992423170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Gabe and my mama took the kids on the twisty "barf-a-rama" ride.  I tell ya, this guy is going to be the best dad.  He and Colty were best buddies the whole trip.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p03wKmHCWZ4/Ttz5ZSVYy5I/AAAAAAAAB4A/0R8ajlkyXD8/s1600/DSCN4052.JPG" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p03wKmHCWZ4/Ttz5ZSVYy5I/AAAAAAAAB4A/0R8ajlkyXD8/s400/DSCN4052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682691042648312722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The crew, (and the other guy to my right...??) waiting for Gabe, Mom, Colty and Hays to finish the ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TrsVuYnXVAo/Ttz2QY6rsDI/AAAAAAAAB1I/xEMFxYDYZpY/s400/391830_10150505440113487_502593486_10609485_629151092_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682687591261646898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And do I not have the CUTEST niece and nephew on the planet?!!!  Ah, it kills me that we don't live close.  I can't get enough of these two!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJ0s_smWoK0/Ttz2ctHRFOI/AAAAAAAAB1w/ZWBE4puorsg/s1600/392775_10150505441513487_502593486_10609495_439657997_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJ0s_smWoK0/Ttz2ctHRFOI/AAAAAAAAB1w/ZWBE4puorsg/s400/392775_10150505441513487_502593486_10609495_439657997_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682687802841568482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tDkHx8yn7G0/Ttz6rfT8vnI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/YO0o9rk77h4/s400/DSCN4056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682692454881214066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YdHNO6mDJ9o/Ttz6rM7iaoI/AAAAAAAAB4M/ti3Tauw1-eo/s400/DSCN4054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682692449946987138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKN-D_lp-2Y/Ttz2QDbJRfI/AAAAAAAAB1A/ZPs7Q6phX3o/s400/384460_10150505440768487_502593486_10609489_1142178893_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682687585492223474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the BEAUTIFUL hotel we checked into.  Gabe and I got a "sweet" suite in the tower.  The rest of the fam were in the bigger suites down below.  Such a fun night.  We ordered pizza, watched Elf and gave the kids Christmas presents from Gabe and I.  It was so fun to see them open their presents.  We're never around to see them open what we get them, I always send.  SOOO fun to watch a kid open a present.  Brings back the magic of Christmas.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zqngxk66-No/Ttz8xoLfmiI/AAAAAAAAB4w/MssXde_ua58/s400/a-h-157-ds-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682694759364139554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view from our room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Hd3XjJeR0g/Ttz6riB2qBI/AAAAAAAAB4k/ncQabTUyTD4/s1600/DSCN4059.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Hd3XjJeR0g/Ttz6riB2qBI/AAAAAAAAB4k/ncQabTUyTD4/s400/DSCN4059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682692455610624018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next morning we played at the pool.  Everyone loved the slides.  Colton was a little hesitant until Uncle Gabe rode with him.  The whole gang tried it out.  And I took the pics ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6ce8fdb120bc83d2" 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://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6ce8fdb120bc83d2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331305811%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D729D28E5111D967C8E71EECC075E4133B5E5F687.EA8DD0F78E2022CEFAAEB86D5792F3EBBC9617C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6ce8fdb120bc83d2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGY0uZmbJGdwK6Q8nLPjnAEBzNrw&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://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6ce8fdb120bc83d2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331305811%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D729D28E5111D967C8E71EECC075E4133B5E5F687.EA8DD0F78E2022CEFAAEB86D5792F3EBBC9617C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6ce8fdb120bc83d2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGY0uZmbJGdwK6Q8nLPjnAEBzNrw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then after a bit, he braved it by himself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tQDR3fsuN7M/Ttz3mzQVX5I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/jioPlJxsYLE/s1600/IMG_0245.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tQDR3fsuN7M/Ttz3mzQVX5I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/jioPlJxsYLE/s400/IMG_0245.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682689075800530834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tqn79rF3Ojs/Ttz2cg8go2I/AAAAAAAAB18/lK_Mfc-59sQ/s400/376057_10150505446693487_502593486_10609524_1805094630_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682687799575225186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my favorite pic of my dad with his feet... classic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3x9RQm4F1G8/Ttz3mlE2bCI/AAAAAAAAB3E/1TF0mSywiLM/s1600/IMG_0246.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3x9RQm4F1G8/Ttz3mlE2bCI/AAAAAAAAB3E/1TF0mSywiLM/s400/IMG_0246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682689071994268706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laur tried out the paddle boards.  It looked so fun.  Wish I could have given it a try.  Next time... when I'm a little less top heavy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0_k5YO7_KnU/Ttz24IZib1I/AAAAAAAAB20/1cGbVvR-ftA/s1600/380984_10150505447543487_502593486_10609531_1575605080_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0_k5YO7_KnU/Ttz24IZib1I/AAAAAAAAB20/1cGbVvR-ftA/s400/380984_10150505447543487_502593486_10609531_1575605080_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682688274022428498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent the rest of the day doing a little shopping and checking out the dental office that my bro works in in La Jolla.  This is JUST down the street from his office.  Can you believe how beautiful.  Yes, I will be getting my teeth drilled here from now on. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30GdIpkHhIo/Ttz2315_LUI/AAAAAAAAB2s/8j7XCeWCELA/s1600/384689_10150505450633487_502593486_10609557_1531645584_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30GdIpkHhIo/Ttz2315_LUI/AAAAAAAAB2s/8j7XCeWCELA/s400/384689_10150505450633487_502593486_10609557_1531645584_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682688269058256194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nln9E9esZdk/Ttz22pzBUeI/AAAAAAAAB2g/hzUB0Zc7yhM/s1600/379493_10150505451863487_502593486_10609566_1206014309_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nln9E9esZdk/Ttz22pzBUeI/AAAAAAAAB2g/hzUB0Zc7yhM/s400/379493_10150505451863487_502593486_10609566_1206014309_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682688248627941858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And one last family pic.  Such a fun fun trip.  It went by WAY too fast!!! Thank you so so much mamma and dad for the trip.  We can't wait to be all together again soon!  And we'll add Londyn Bell to the mix!  My fam is so awesome.  I am so Thankful for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XFA_gdxlIK0/Ttz22ra23uI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/fMlEzGHn3-I/s1600/379081_10150505455488487_502593486_10609586_975965266_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XFA_gdxlIK0/Ttz22ra23uI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/fMlEzGHn3-I/s400/379081_10150505455488487_502593486_10609586_975965266_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682688249063464674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1963803748607932840-4727913888934306243?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/4727913888934306243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=4727913888934306243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/4727913888934306243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/4727913888934306243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/12/thankful-for-family.html' title='Thankful for Family....'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SPNip4zlous/Ttz13KXiUCI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/10vhdTekxEs/s72-c/390396_10150505432908487_502593486_10609435_81300630_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-8743046642768055516</id><published>2011-11-30T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:16:26.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost 31 weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ucxFTl7l7is/TtaHBG4iivI/AAAAAAAAB0E/EpO-nPQ5H4Y/s1600/30%2Bweeks.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ucxFTl7l7is/TtaHBG4iivI/AAAAAAAAB0E/EpO-nPQ5H4Y/s400/30%2Bweeks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680876433071835890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am 7 months along!  I am 2 weeks and 2 days into my third trimester! Only 68 days left!  And I am almost 31 weeks!!!!   Not that I'm counting or anything....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously have an issue with keeping track of this pregnancy.  I am counting down the days till this little gal gets here.  I've set myself up an account on babycenter.com and every monday it tells me how many weeks I am along.  On monday I will say that I am 30 weeks (or what ever week I am on) but as soon as Tuesday hits, I will tell people that I am ALMOST 31 weeks... (or what ever the next week is).  I don't know why I think that helps me to pass the time... but it does.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... How's it going?  This whole pregnancy thing at this point in time?  How am I feeling?  I get asked these questions on a daily basis, so I thought, maybe I should document it, for my self.  And seeing as how I don't keep a journal, this is the next best thing.  To be honest... I really cannot complain about my pregnancy.  I think that I could write the book on the most average pregnancy in the history of all pregnancies.  I swear things happen to the day that they are supposed to.  On baby center.com they send me emails of things I should be expecting at that point in my pregnancy.  Yep. They are dead on. Every time.  About 3 days after we found out we were expecting, morning sickness and fatigue set in.  But not excessive... average.  About 2 days after I hit the second trimester, I felt like a million bucks.  I got my energy back... I hear thats normal.  And the day that my third trimester hit... swollen feet.  Lovely.  The only thing I was hoping to dodge in pregnancy.  Sausage feet.  But, lo and behold, I am average.  It's really cute when I wear my Toms (ok, knock off Toms) and my feet plump up over the edge.  I'm also getting restless leg syndrome at night.  I sit on the couch and kick my legs like I'm riding a invisible bike.  I'm sure its really entertaining to watch.  My fingers are starting to swell a bit.  I'm appreciating my wedding ring and hoping I can wear it for a few more weeks :)  How am I sleeping?  Reasonable.  Its not bad yet.  I hear it gets bad.  I have lost all tact though in asking my cute husband to move over and forget about snuggling for the next couple months.  My nesting is kicking in a little bit.  I have this urge to get all my Christmas shopping done weeks and weeks in advance, like back in October.  Of course my problem with procrastination hasn't been wiped out with pregnancy.  Her room isn't done yet.  We finished her cute changing table and have the crib set up.  But now the room is bombarded with christmas boxes.  That was a task, getting out all my Christmas decor.  I'm dreading putting it all away when I'm twice as big.  I'm hoping the elves do that.  Clumsiness?  Yes.  While putting up the tree, the whole thing fell right on top of me.  I am always stumbling over things and at all meals I look down and have crumbs on my belly... like a 4 year old.  Gabe says I'm getting mommy powers.  Or in other words, I'm a bit more feisty and I don't take people's crap like I used to.  I'm not sure that's a good thing.  I'm really not mean though.  Still sweet... I think.  The scale is crawling up.  That's really fun, and that's all I'm going to say about that.  I am feeling huge.  Like elephant big, but I guess I'm not excessive.  I am a little nervous though for the next couple of months.  Oh well...  You're only big and pregnant once plus three more times right?   I am getting more and more excited about her coming, yet I still feel like its surreal.  I don't think it has hit me that I'm actually going to have a baby... a real life baby!!  I can feel her kicking though all the time, and occasionally I'll feel her little hard foot from the outside.  I can't even wait until she is on the outside of me and not on the inside.  But stay in there Little Londyn!  We want you to finish cooking!  I just can't wait to hug and kiss her and love her.  She's going to be so cute!  We try and imagine what she'll look like and act like.  What a fun thing it is to have your first baby, and I really am cherishing this.  She is such a blessing to us.  We are getting close!  Only 9 and a little bit more weeks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-8743046642768055516?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/8743046642768055516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=8743046642768055516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8743046642768055516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8743046642768055516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/11/almost-31-weeks.html' title='Almost 31 weeks...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ucxFTl7l7is/TtaHBG4iivI/AAAAAAAAB0E/EpO-nPQ5H4Y/s72-c/30%2Bweeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-574709745170852622</id><published>2011-11-27T21:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T10:09:10.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For my Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mi-cache.legacy.com/legacy/images/Cobrands/DeseretNews/Photos/MOU0012317-1_20111117.jpg" lgyorigname="MOU0012317-1.jpg" align="LEFT" vspace="4" hspace="10" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; display: block; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Claron Chipman Spencer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;1930 ~ 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;On November 15, my Grandpa Spencer returned home to our Heavenly Father and was reunited with my grandma.  What a happy day it was.  I was filled with feelings of gratitude for the knowledge I had of Heavenly Father's plan for us.  I knew that he was home with his family.  I knew that on the night that he passed that he was free from his pain and welcomed to a better place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I flew home a couple of days later to go to the funeral.  Unfortunately Gabe couldn't be with me due to school.  It was good to be with my family and to see my cousins and aunts and uncles.  It was an amazing funeral.  My grandpa was always a teacher, always a missionary.  Even in his passing, he taught me about the gospel and the plan of salvation.  He taught me to pray everyday.  He taught me to read the Book of Mormon everyday.  He taught me to attend the temple.  And he taught me that if I have a relationship with my Savior, everything else will fall into place.  Thank you Grandpa for your example.  Until we meet again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfBrkGC94Ug/TtPJ96-wteI/AAAAAAAABzI/788x1qTTfto/s400/IMG_0220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680105620686026210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Pallbearers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L6hY66mEmss/TtPJ_Oda8AI/AAAAAAAABzs/tsDG_NWuOlY/s1600/DSCN4037.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L6hY66mEmss/TtPJ_Oda8AI/AAAAAAAABzs/tsDG_NWuOlY/s400/DSCN4037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680105643094765570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fam on a beautiful Salt Lake Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);   -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6fZw0txvpBg/TtPJ-MGYzjI/AAAAAAAABzU/J9fHU5dR5To/s1600/DSCN4046.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6fZw0txvpBg/TtPJ-MGYzjI/AAAAAAAABzU/J9fHU5dR5To/s400/DSCN4046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680105625281416754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VQwqd36APEA/TtPJ_ekZ3TI/AAAAAAAABz4/bad502r-4w0/s1600/IMG_0219.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VQwqd36APEA/TtPJ_ekZ3TI/AAAAAAAABz4/bad502r-4w0/s400/IMG_0219.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680105647419022642" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After my grandma passed eight years ago, my grandpa's siblings came and put chimes up in the trees above her grave.  They still chime today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hvwwQ1EPGMM/TtPJ-h-GcaI/AAAAAAAABzg/KMCf_N_ujbk/s1600/DSCN4044.JPG" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hvwwQ1EPGMM/TtPJ-h-GcaI/AAAAAAAABzg/KMCf_N_ujbk/s400/DSCN4044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680105631152239010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chimes for my grandparents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px;"&gt;A little more about my grandpa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Beloved husband, father, grandfather and great-grandfather, Claron Chipman Spencer, died November 15, 2011 in Salt Lake City. He was born March 26, 1930 in Salt Lake City, the eldest of five children born to Claron Ostler and Bertha Chipman Spencer. Claron married Joan Blackhurst on September 10, 1952 and they moved to Washington, D.C. shortly thereafter, where he earned his law degree from George Washington University and they became the parents of five children. Upon returning to Salt Lake City to live, Claron introduced the family to skiing and every Saturday morning provided a ride to Alta to catch the first lift. Missionary work was always Claron's greatest passion, and he and Joan went on to serve three missions together, first in Florida, Tallahassee, as a mission president, then as missionaries in East Malaysia and New Zealand. In their last years together, they served as temple workers at the Washington D.C. temple. Claron's second wife was Virginia Taylor, and they served a mission together in London, England. After Virginia's passing, Claron married Bonnie Evans and they were very active together working at the Salt Lake Temple and Conference Center. Bonnie provided love and care during Claron's later years. Claron was a respected attorney and active member of the Utah State Bar from 1966 until 1993.  He is survived by his wife Bonnie; children Claron B. (Chip)(Caroline), Salt Lake City, Shauna, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, Stephen B. (Wendy), Salt Lake City, Timothy B., Munich, Germany, Mary Jane Snyder (Michael), Salt Lake City; 11 grandchildren, Weston (Ashley), Abigail (Gabe), Max, Lauren, Sam, Daniel, Wolfgang, Truman, Tao, Roxanna and Alicia; two great-grandchildren Hailey and Colton; sisters Drew Timpson and Claudia Sadler and brother Edward C. Spencer.  Funeral services will be held Saturday, November 19, 2011, 12 noon at the Forestview Ward, 1111 East Charlton (2818 South). Friends and family may call at Larkin Sunset Lawn, 2350 East 1300 South, Friday evening from 6-8 pm and at 11:00 am, one hour prior to services at the ward. Interment at Salt Lake City Cemetery. Online condolences may be sent to the family at&lt;a href="http://www.larkincares.com/" target="_new" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(3, 78, 131); outline-style: none; "&gt;www.larkincares.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-574709745170852622?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/574709745170852622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=574709745170852622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/574709745170852622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/574709745170852622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/11/for-my-grandpa.html' title='For my Grandpa'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfBrkGC94Ug/TtPJ96-wteI/AAAAAAAABzI/788x1qTTfto/s72-c/IMG_0220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-6310570357372237124</id><published>2011-11-08T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T11:04:37.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught on Camera!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We just got back from the Doctor's office!  Maybe the best appointment yet! Here's our little gummy bear caught on camera.  She was a little bit of a stinker in the way that she never moved her little hand away from her face.  Its ok though, I loved seeing her little fingers.  And the tongue shot... Love it!  Grandmas... Eat your hearts out!  The tech said she's dainty. Gabe said that she gets that from him. :)  When the doc came in, he said it was the cutest baby he'd seen all morning. I'm pretty sure he says that to every patient, but I gave him cookies anyway.  I love my doctor!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As cute as she is as a little orange blob... I can't wait to see her in real life!  The doctor said everything is perfect.  Her heart rate is perfect.  Right now she weighs 2 pounds and 5 ounces.  Everything is measuring out right on time.  My due date is still Feb. 6 and we're counting down the days!  I'm start seeing my doc every 2 weeks now, and then every week starting in January.  I'm hoping with the holidays coming that time will fly.  I try to imagine our life with our little baby.  It'll be awesome.  But I am also enjoying every day I get with Gabe, just the two of us.  We're so blessed, we have such a wonderful little life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, here she is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Presenting our Little Gummy Bear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AID6Als10bE/Trl6W9twO_I/AAAAAAAAByw/rJkUJa5vOOI/s1600/Baby%2B3d%2Btongue%2Bcrop.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AID6Als10bE/Trl6W9twO_I/AAAAAAAAByw/rJkUJa5vOOI/s400/Baby%2B3d%2Btongue%2Bcrop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672699740592028658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IYJ3aA5ZQEE/Trl6WhWMdFI/AAAAAAAAByg/FGKouRo83k0/s1600/3dbaby%2B5%2Bcrop.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IYJ3aA5ZQEE/Trl6WhWMdFI/AAAAAAAAByg/FGKouRo83k0/s400/3dbaby%2B5%2Bcrop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672699732977022034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GJVZNVmz69I/Trl6WqJX_tI/AAAAAAAAByY/MDJZLbLJfvM/s1600/3dbaby%2B3%2Bcrop.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GJVZNVmz69I/Trl6WqJX_tI/AAAAAAAAByY/MDJZLbLJfvM/s400/3dbaby%2B3%2Bcrop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672699735339171538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8k7FCaP1R1E/Trl6WU7WLgI/AAAAAAAAByM/G-3EwUvmXCM/s1600/3d%2Bbaby%2B4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8k7FCaP1R1E/Trl6WU7WLgI/AAAAAAAAByM/G-3EwUvmXCM/s400/3d%2Bbaby%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672699729643187714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-6310570357372237124?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/6310570357372237124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=6310570357372237124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/6310570357372237124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/6310570357372237124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/11/caught-on-camera.html' title='Caught on Camera!'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AID6Als10bE/Trl6W9twO_I/AAAAAAAAByw/rJkUJa5vOOI/s72-c/Baby%2B3d%2Btongue%2Bcrop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-4335564423887130423</id><published>2011-11-07T14:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T10:05:06.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her First Package!</title><content type='html'>Baby Londyn got her first package in the mail today!!! My cute and bestest friend Teddy sent Londyn this darling blanket she made. Let me tell you, it is AMAZING! She showed it off on her blog a couple of weeks ago and I was blown away then at the detail of this blanket. I can't believe she sent it to ME!! The detail is even more amazing in person! Teddy, I so am not deserving of your hours and hours at the sewing machine, but baby Londyn and I are so so grateful!!! Thank you thank you my darling friend!! I can't wait to snuggle her in it! &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lgnla5n5Kgg/TrheuKMyD2I/AAAAAAAABxo/KWrIgpambCI/s640/blogger-image--936857343.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lgnla5n5Kgg/TrheuKMyD2I/AAAAAAAABxo/KWrIgpambCI/s640/blogger-image--936857343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A pic of the front and the back.  You can't see it on here, but up close you can see all the detail.  Gabe calls Teddy the master sewer.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-f1xFe5mGQnQ/TrhevXxqNpI/AAAAAAAABxw/OCkT8nZxIzo/s640/blogger-image-774265827.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-f1xFe5mGQnQ/TrhevXxqNpI/AAAAAAAABxw/OCkT8nZxIzo/s640/blogger-image-774265827.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love love love the owls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-b7Ba0X4MbHk/TrhewdBoNEI/AAAAAAAABx4/5O-v5B29Ymg/s640/blogger-image-1456549287.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-b7Ba0X4MbHk/TrhewdBoNEI/AAAAAAAABx4/5O-v5B29Ymg/s640/blogger-image-1456549287.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the back... amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fWEXjKrrdXY/TrhexbmqdwI/AAAAAAAAByA/eCvjhbr_agE/s640/blogger-image-57305084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fWEXjKrrdXY/TrhexbmqdwI/AAAAAAAAByA/eCvjhbr_agE/s640/blogger-image-57305084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Did I mention we are naming her Londyn?  At least that's what it is for now.   We love it though.  I think that name's a keeper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-4335564423887130423?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/4335564423887130423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=4335564423887130423' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/4335564423887130423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/4335564423887130423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/11/her-first-package.html' title='Her First Package!'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lgnla5n5Kgg/TrheuKMyD2I/AAAAAAAABxo/KWrIgpambCI/s72-c/blogger-image--936857343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-5753672860604923765</id><published>2011-11-06T15:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T16:07:42.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah Fans Are We!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How long has it been, seriously, since Gabe and I have been to a Utah game.  We were talking about it this morning and we couldn't remember... which is sad.  Since we've been in school, it hasn't really been in the cards to make it to a Utah game.  We still keep up with our Utes though and were ecstatic when they became part of the Pac 12.  It meant that whether or not it was ASU or UofA... We'd see a game in Arizona!  Last night, we were finally able to see our Utes in real life!!!   Not only that, they looked larger than life on the second row of the UofA stadium!  They were awesome seats... well would've been a bit more awesome if our boys weren't so tall and we could see over them, but standing during the game is way more fun anyway right?!!  I think so!  We were able to go to the game with our good friends Landon and Marianne and Gabe's brother Matt even drove down to Tuscon with his buddies.  It was fun to be able to spend some time with him.  The game was awesome and it sure is nice to drive home to Phoenix with a win!  Gabe and I layed in bed this morning and talked about how fun our Saturday was.  We sure do miss Utah football games.  Hopefully there will be a lot more for us in the future.... As much as we love school... we love care free Saturdays way more!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jbzyj6wlcpM/TrceSJjbfEI/AAAAAAAABw8/zPnUEV1Iy0s/s400/DSCN4033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672035552847428674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Right before we took this pic, Gabe said, "We've gotta document Baby's first Utah game!"  She loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1IZ9lPY-vyQ/Trcca6Oz_NI/AAAAAAAABww/KnwV9AISTDE/s640/blogger-image--2073411226.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1IZ9lPY-vyQ/Trcca6Oz_NI/AAAAAAAABww/KnwV9AISTDE/s640/blogger-image--2073411226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our awesome 2nd row seats.  Man those boys are way bigger in real life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1aNY-6XspWc/TrceS_GGgXI/AAAAAAAABxU/aHOQ3FoqLt8/s400/DSCN4032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672035567219933554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The classic Gabby game day pose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9-lcYx9-rBc/TrceSfOgcaI/AAAAAAAABxI/J1TAn9Gq6To/s400/DSCN4034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672035558665253282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Out to dinner with Matt.  So fun to have him in our town! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wRhrCjXwqbE/TrceTMiJeAI/AAAAAAAABxg/FwSomsmyYOc/s1600/DSCN4030.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wRhrCjXwqbE/TrceTMiJeAI/AAAAAAAABxg/FwSomsmyYOc/s400/DSCN4030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672035570827229186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1aNY-6XspWc/TrceS_GGgXI/AAAAAAAABxU/aHOQ3FoqLt8/s1600/DSCN4032.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1aNY-6XspWc/TrceS_GGgXI/AAAAAAAABxU/aHOQ3FoqLt8/s1600/DSCN4032.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is strictly for Teddy.  She asked me when we chatted last for a belly shot.  Seriously in the last month I have gone from just feeling way chubby to pregnant!  She sure shot out in the belly department!  This is about 6 days past 6 months! Crazy huh? I'm not too too fond of the belly pics but I'm told I'll be glad I have them when I'm done.  3 more months.... crazy. We can't wait for our little teeny tiny Ute!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-5753672860604923765?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/5753672860604923765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=5753672860604923765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/5753672860604923765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/5753672860604923765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='Utah Fans Are We!'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jbzyj6wlcpM/TrceSJjbfEI/AAAAAAAABw8/zPnUEV1Iy0s/s72-c/DSCN4033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-1874166237758818085</id><published>2011-10-25T10:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T10:32:40.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Utah Autumn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;A couple weekends ago, Gabe had a big career conference in California. I was planning on going with him, but after reading his insane schedule (up at 5 am... gone till past midnight...), I decided to pack up Tex and I and head to Utah. The two of us made the 11 1/2 hour drive, listening to old Tim Mcgraw and Faith Hill CD's and trying not to stop every 12 minutes to pee. Thank you baby in my belly :) It was worth the drive though! I got to spend a fun weekend with the fam! We jam packed the weekend full of yummy food, the new movie footloose, visiting in laws and grandparents, watching my cute cousin play little league football, and my dad was nice enough to babysit tex for the night while just us girls went to Park City. It was so fun to spend so much time with Laur. Usually she has a packed schedule full of friends and dates, but I told her she MUST clear her schedule for me. Ha, ha... It was so fun to have her all to myself! and Ah, It was so refreshing to see the leaves changing colors, one of the biggest things I miss living in the desert! The weekend went by way to fast! Thank you Mama and Dad and Laur for all the fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;Here are a few pics from the trip. I am so sad... I can't find my camera charger. I seriously pride myself on always being able to find EVERYTHING! As my belly is growing bigger, I swear my mind is getting smaller. I can't remember ANYTHING!!!! So... here are some pics from the phone and stolen from my mom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 449px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:0px;"&gt;&lt;img class="spotlight" alt="" describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" busy="false" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294495_10150339286532896_749077895_8415118_937273937_n.jpg" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; display: inline-block; height: auto; image-rendering: optimizequality; max-height: 100%; max-width: 100%; vertical-align: middle; width: auto; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our cute little matching cars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 1px; font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nileguide.com/destination/blog/salt-lake-city/files/2010/09/2909289288_03000ab02a.jpg" id="il_fi" height="375" width="500" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;The Beautiful leaves of Park City!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 449px;  font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;img class="spotlight" alt="" describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" busy="false" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/300800_10150339286227896_749077895_8415113_1435714682_n.jpg" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; display: inline-block; height: auto; image-rendering: optimizequality; max-height: 100%; max-width: 100%; vertical-align: middle; width: auto; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At Main Street Pizza and Noodles with the gals... such a fun night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=2c04bceecd&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1333c22c51694816&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;zw" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4oPQ_GAMJ60/Tqbrr6n_12I/AAAAAAAABwc/jbSneUztknM/s640/blogger-image-1242715775.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4oPQ_GAMJ60/Tqbrr6n_12I/AAAAAAAABwc/jbSneUztknM/s640/blogger-image-1242715775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cheering on cute Blake at his football game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Cl7sbWVNWnU/TqbrsskamyI/AAAAAAAABwk/IJe7fEmC2vQ/s640/blogger-image--1023268338.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Cl7sbWVNWnU/TqbrsskamyI/AAAAAAAABwk/IJe7fEmC2vQ/s640/blogger-image--1023268338.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Tex... Not real super excited for the 11 hour drive ahead of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such a fun trip!!!  And Gabe's trip was a success!  He rocked the career conference and set up a bunch of job interviews for post graduation.  He's so awesome!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/1963803748607932840-1874166237758818085?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/1874166237758818085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=1874166237758818085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/1874166237758818085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/1874166237758818085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='A Utah Autumn...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4oPQ_GAMJ60/Tqbrr6n_12I/AAAAAAAABwc/jbSneUztknM/s72-c/blogger-image-1242715775.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-1681810251880694968</id><published>2011-10-04T08:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T13:00:19.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phoenix FINALLY got the memo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;IT'S FALL!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WAHOO&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anticipating&lt;/span&gt;, waiting, counting down the days until Autumn! I hated the phone calls I would make to family and friends back in Utah, bragging about their boots and their sweaters.  Hearing about the Utah leaves especially tugged at my little heart strings.  Last year I didn't even decorate for fall.  With the temperatures outside hitting 105, I figured it just wasn't even worth it. This year, I have been especially anxious and missing the fall weather.  It was a long, hot summer here.  So, a couple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Saturdays&lt;/span&gt; ago, Gabe and I were sitting on the couch watching football, and I said, "I've had ENOUGH of this summer business!"  I pulled out all my fall decorations, turned the a.c.  really high, made some chili, and with the help of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pinterest&lt;/span&gt;.... (which I love.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Thank&lt;/span&gt; you again ASH!)... I brought fall to phoenix.  It was still 105 outside but it didn't matter. I can make this house cold fast with all my fans and a.c. cranked up!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then finally!  Yesterday!!!!  Fall came for real!  People are actually wearing jackets!  Now I wouldn't go as far as to put on a jacket right now, we're still in the high 70's.  But we're getting there!  It came right in time for General Conference.  What an amazing weekend.  I melted my new pumpkin spice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;scentsy&lt;/span&gt;, painted a little pumpkin and heard the words of the prophet.  We loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And... speaking of that. Here in Phoenix, they are starting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mormon&lt;/span&gt;.org ads on t.v.  We saw 5 of the commercials during Dancing with the Stars.  It was awesome.  To see some more inspiring stories, and learn more about the amazing church we belong to, go here: &lt;a href="http://mormon.org"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;  I will warn you though, have a box of tissues handy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt;... here's to fall!  Or at least how fall looks at our house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qXJKERIt1xo/TosqfRP8MxI/AAAAAAAABvQ/01UW630r_Ac/s640/blogger-image-1516905830.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qXJKERIt1xo/TosqfRP8MxI/AAAAAAAABvQ/01UW630r_Ac/s640/blogger-image-1516905830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;An idea from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/span&gt;... Love that place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lkDXKDGwVp8/TosqgL0drRI/AAAAAAAABvU/jrBlWVvOtTY/s640/blogger-image-773383218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lkDXKDGwVp8/TosqgL0drRI/AAAAAAAABvU/jrBlWVvOtTY/s640/blogger-image-773383218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our little witch we brought home from Prague.  We love her!  I am so glad I got her.  She cackles and shakes her legs and her hair and eyes light up when we clap.  I get a total kick out of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WbSb091xY1A/TosqhBQdwOI/AAAAAAAABvc/JnBPE-qgTlg/s640/blogger-image-531484088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WbSb091xY1A/TosqhBQdwOI/AAAAAAAABvc/JnBPE-qgTlg/s640/blogger-image-531484088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The cute wreath I made from last year.  I think it was my first craft... in my whole life... ever... that looked decent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-T9RHLTtjR_8/TosqiJaRVKI/AAAAAAAABvk/2uVRGL_V8SA/s640/blogger-image-618044732.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-T9RHLTtjR_8/TosqiJaRVKI/AAAAAAAABvk/2uVRGL_V8SA/s640/blogger-image-618044732.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-I_lczqSniTc/Tosqis_uJGI/AAAAAAAABvo/cl8qP5XhM-o/s640/blogger-image--824917868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-I_lczqSniTc/Tosqis_uJGI/AAAAAAAABvo/cl8qP5XhM-o/s640/blogger-image--824917868.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The leaves don't fall here in phoenix.  Well unless they are palm tree leaves, blown off by a wind storm... Otherwise known as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Haboob&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-TO7_gqfImIA/TosqjOF4q9I/AAAAAAAABvs/zv-Xrr8fUsk/s640/blogger-image--906279629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-TO7_gqfImIA/TosqjOF4q9I/AAAAAAAABvs/zv-Xrr8fUsk/s640/blogger-image--906279629.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bad pic taken with my phone, but loving the fall colors in my house!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-uCubOFiWD2U/TosqhfKeenI/AAAAAAAABvg/3Y2J3TOKyg4/s640/blogger-image-1124146074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-uCubOFiWD2U/TosqhfKeenI/AAAAAAAABvg/3Y2J3TOKyg4/s640/blogger-image-1124146074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I found this little gem at the D.I. a couple weeks ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-GfuLQHTz2tM/TosqgmF5HUI/AAAAAAAABvY/6I9NCipk_xA/s640/blogger-image--1860517468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-GfuLQHTz2tM/TosqgmF5HUI/AAAAAAAABvY/6I9NCipk_xA/s640/blogger-image--1860517468.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Added a little paint and spruced him up a bit.  I had no idea what to use as a stem.  Until I was "sitting" one day... Toilet paper roll... pure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;genius&lt;/span&gt; I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-EzKg1xSrQ3Y/Tosqj78yKmI/AAAAAAAABvw/YH8c8Ge_yYU/s640/blogger-image-1924654155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-EzKg1xSrQ3Y/Tosqj78yKmI/AAAAAAAABvw/YH8c8Ge_yYU/s640/blogger-image-1924654155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our little entry table.  Thank you again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pinterest&lt;/span&gt; for the free subway art and for making me into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;crafter&lt;/span&gt; that otherwise would not be.  I love mooching off of others craftiness.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/1963803748607932840-1681810251880694968?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/1681810251880694968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=1681810251880694968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/1681810251880694968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/1681810251880694968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/10/phoenix-finally-got-memo.html' title='Phoenix FINALLY got the memo...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qXJKERIt1xo/TosqfRP8MxI/AAAAAAAABvQ/01UW630r_Ac/s72-c/blogger-image-1516905830.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-2511513165226270630</id><published>2011-09-22T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T16:14:02.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our life as of late...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And most importantly!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Announcing our baby girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby Girl Valenzuela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Due date: February 6, 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We can't even wait!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Y-t8qE29GM/Tnu7f_T8zjI/AAAAAAAABvI/zai82cRiu0Q/s1600/photo-5.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Y-t8qE29GM/Tnu7f_T8zjI/AAAAAAAABvI/zai82cRiu0Q/s400/photo-5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655319915339238962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here she is!  Our little gummy bear caught on camera!  I am loving ultra sounds!  And my doctor is so awesome!  I begged him on an early appointment to let us find out the sex.  He said, "Of course!  Let's find out today!"  There she was.  Since, she has been a little camera shy and won't show us her little face, just her back and bum.  I'm sure she'll grow out of that the second she makes her big debut!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NbfKOczP8D4/Tnu6mlq6mOI/AAAAAAAABvA/-xvNY_bhkh4/s1600/ultrasound%2Bcollage.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NbfKOczP8D4/Tnu6mlq6mOI/AAAAAAAABvA/-xvNY_bhkh4/s400/ultrasound%2Bcollage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655318929203697890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a little snapshot of my journey with the little gal.  The pic in the middle is the day that Gabe and I found out.  Such an awesome and crazy day.  We were in Rome, Italy.  We searched all day for a pharmacy, paid WAY to much for a pee stick, and then waited for two pink lines.  They showed up right away and we went out for pizza.  The morning sickness soon followed and my longing for home got greater.  We didn't tell any of our friends on the trip.  I had to keep it a secret for about 3 weeks until we could finally tell our fam.  The pic in the top left is my first belly pic, Aug 27, 2011, week 16.  Ok, so not much of a belly.  I just look a little chubbed out.  I blame her.  She's just "cushioning her ride". The pic in the top right is Sept. 9, at week 18. That night I got asked for the first time if I was pregnant.  SO Happy I was!  The bottom right is the day we found out she was a gal.  We decided we would have potatoes and eggs, a mountain man breakfast if it was a boy and crepes if it was a girl.  Crepes it was.  That was after I cried in the parking lot over the excitement of bows and easter dresses.  We are so excited.  And Gabe is so so cute when he talks about "his little girl".  The bottom left was just a little scare at work.  I passed out a couple of times at work.  Gabe took me to the hospital and they ran a bunch of tests.  They couldn't find anything wrong and the baby is just fine.  They are going to do more blood work but everything should be good.  It was crazy though.  It was the first time I really felt like a mom, like she was mine and I worried about her.  I cannot wait to meet her.  To kiss her and rock her and sing to her.  I can't wait to see what she looks like and to meet her little personality.  Time can't pass fast enough! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8hwGt6EyzB4/Tnu5fdcK89I/AAAAAAAABu4/n6HJghbtOko/s1600/baby%2Bcollage.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8hwGt6EyzB4/Tnu5fdcK89I/AAAAAAAABu4/n6HJghbtOko/s400/baby%2Bcollage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655317707223659474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the rest of our happenings!  Gabe started another trimester at Thunderbird.  It has him busy busy busy ALL the time!  Its good though.  He is on the fast track to graduation.  We are counting the days (and months)... We got a new little car!  And I love it!!!!  I retired the corollas in April after a minor accident.  We searched for THE CAR and finally found it!  So cute! A perfect little car for two Arizona gals to cruise around in!  My mama also came down for a visit and to hook up the little gal with her first wardrobe!  We got the cutest stuff!!!  Thank you mama! We also went camping, just my boys and I.  It was so nice to get out of the heat even for just 24 hours.  Payson is so beautiful and we loved being up in the mountains.  And last but not least...  We watched our Utes crush BYU last week in that awesome game.  What a fun night.  We got to watch the game with Gabe's parents and celebrate after with pizza and some good facebook gloating.  Go UTES!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6y6M5xCrZ2U/Tnu1o-JW30I/AAAAAAAABuo/7f3x5T26A3k/s1600/Sep%2B22%2BCollage.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6y6M5xCrZ2U/Tnu1o-JW30I/AAAAAAAABuo/7f3x5T26A3k/s400/Sep%2B22%2BCollage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655313472575430466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm all up to date!!!!! Look at that, in just two posts!  Now lets hope its not February before you hear from me again!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-2511513165226270630?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/2511513165226270630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=2511513165226270630' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/2511513165226270630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/2511513165226270630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-life-as-of-late.html' title='Our life as of late...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Y-t8qE29GM/Tnu7f_T8zjI/AAAAAAAABvI/zai82cRiu0Q/s72-c/photo-5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-7677629373821463327</id><published>2011-09-22T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T15:13:58.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, it is true, for the 2 people that may still check this thing... I am back!!!! To be honest, I've been completely overwhelmed by the thought of even trying to document our life for the last 6 months, let alone upload hundreds of pictures onto blogger. But with a lazy day off of work, I decided to tackle the task. Thank heavens for finally figuring out how to put my pics into collages too.  Our life for the last 6 months has been CRAZY!!!!   But, with the story in a nutshell....&lt;div&gt;   Gabe did a study abroad for his MBA program at Thunderbird School of Global Management.  (For those of you who want to know where he lives during the day).  He studied in Prague in the Czech Republic for 6 weeks.  I was lucky enough to get to tag along for the journey.  It started off with a two week cruise across the Atlantic Ocean.  That was not part of the studying though.  That was just an awesome (and cheaper might I add) way to get from AZ to Europe.  LOVED IT!!!!!!   I would venture to say it was my favorite part of the whole trip.  But How do you compare to two weeks of sun, fun, crazy amounts of yummy food, sleeping in, and visiting the Carribean, spain, Portugal and the Canaries.  It was awesome!  We finally got to Prague and Gabe started school.  It was intense, super long days and all nighters of studying and projects.  But somehow we managed to squeeze in a trip to Czesky Crumlov, Rome, and Budapest.  The whole experience over seas was amazing.  I learned so much about other countries and cultures.  I am so grateful we were able to do it together too.  Because of some minor details... (aka... a new baby on the way....!!!!)  I was so so excited to get back to the U.S. of A.!!!!  Love America.  We ended the trip with a lay over in New York..... LOVED it!!!!! We were only there for seriously, 12 hours so we rushed around the city like crazies and we were even able to see Wicked!!!!  Cross it off my bucket list.  Another amazing birthday present from my husband.   We loved our adventure and are happy now to be back home in AZ.... cooking my little gummy bear inside me!  More to come on that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pics from the trip : (seriously, the cream of the crop from thousands of pics) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cruisin' the Atlantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QPgK5vBunBo/TnusPXgRCHI/AAAAAAAABuI/f3h0cyadlyk/s400/cruise%2Bcollage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655303137101154418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Prague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R010YPUZnF4/TnusQQd82NI/AAAAAAAABug/tYflVcIQroc/s1600/prague%2Bcollage.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R010YPUZnF4/TnusQQd82NI/AAAAAAAABug/tYflVcIQroc/s400/prague%2Bcollage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655303152392263890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v8FQBLk04NE/TnusQMXeobI/AAAAAAAABuY/5M1hERrHCAU/s1600/rome%2Bcollage.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v8FQBLk04NE/TnusQMXeobI/AAAAAAAABuY/5M1hERrHCAU/s400/rome%2Bcollage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655303151291376050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NYC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsVmRtqea4g/TnusPmx_gqI/AAAAAAAABuQ/t-RTJueZULI/s1600/nyc%2Bcollage.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsVmRtqea4g/TnusPmx_gqI/AAAAAAAABuQ/t-RTJueZULI/s400/nyc%2Bcollage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655303141202035362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-7677629373821463327?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/7677629373821463327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=7677629373821463327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/7677629373821463327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/7677629373821463327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!!!'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QPgK5vBunBo/TnusPXgRCHI/AAAAAAAABuI/f3h0cyadlyk/s72-c/cruise%2Bcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-5919913210129229704</id><published>2011-03-13T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T13:19:27.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Baby... 28!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This handsome guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VyGosAkECrU/TX2kbO0R-HI/AAAAAAAABps/4gRJuzlfahQ/s400/DSCN3938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583799900750084210" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TURNS 28!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday My Love!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In March, 3 years ago, I sat in a class room as the most handsome guy I'd ever seen walked through the door.  9 days later, He kissed me.  And left for a cruise for his 25th birthday.  I sat around giddy for 5 days, wondering if I'd ever hear from Mr. Dreamy again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then I married him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JTgWE_jeeFI/TX2mzbBFXZI/AAAAAAAABqU/v9D5qMh0Xq4/s400/_MG_9119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583802515365125522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can honestly say that life with Gabe gets better and better everyday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My life is happy because he is in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love who Gabe is. I love that he makes me laugh.  I love that he is my very best friend.  I love that he is confident.  I love that he makes me feel confident.  I love how much he loves me.  I love that when I leave in the morning, I can't wait to see him again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is good with Gabe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sure love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GV_ISlStA1M/TX2mzx1R5HI/AAAAAAAABqk/QzKfd1VJ8BY/s400/DSCN0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583802521489630322" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDwiohCWOpo/TX2mznkAEuI/AAAAAAAABqc/UvoB978523g/s400/102_1498.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583802518732804834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dw6GgqDeHJc/TX2my-uwPiI/AAAAAAAABqM/4w5x19wkg3o/s400/RSCN0910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583802507772050978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TkarqIWcvuU/TX2kbnOQYmI/AAAAAAAABp8/8QFCiPC6QfA/s400/DSCN3737.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583799907301483106" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;HaPpY BiRtHdaY My LoVe!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can't wait for all of our upcoming adventures this year with you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Enjoy the Ride Sweetie Pie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jrlaz5OotbI/TX2kcMydwYI/AAAAAAAABqE/WilLTJUFl-o/s400/DSCN3383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583799917385466242" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1963803748607932840-5919913210129229704?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/5919913210129229704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=5919913210129229704' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/5919913210129229704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/5919913210129229704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-baby-28.html' title='Happy Birthday Baby... 28!'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VyGosAkECrU/TX2kbO0R-HI/AAAAAAAABps/4gRJuzlfahQ/s72-c/DSCN3938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-4937183271150122182</id><published>2011-02-14T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T20:58:05.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sedona Marathon... I freakin' did it!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know.  It was a month ago.  But I had to document.  This may have been once in a lifetime. I sure hope it's not, but you never know. If you want to skip the text and go straight for the pics, feel free.  Just want to write it our for the record...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I ran the Sedona 2011 Marathon!  I did it!  I still can't believe that I actually did it.  It has been a goal of mine since I was in high school. When I finally created an actual bucket list in college, it went on.  And that's where it stayed for six years.  Until last August.  While enjoying a big ice cold diet coke, relaxing next to the pool, I told my friend Megan about my little bucket list goal.  To run a marathon.  She said, "I'm in." And before you knew it we were "training".  Our first "run" was 2 miles on the treadmill. Ok, one mile, stop for a break and water, and then another.  I thought I was going to die.  I don't know why we didn't just quit there, but we didn't.  We had to run super early to beat the deathly AZ sunshine and to get to work on time.  We ran long runs on our days off and spent hours and hours on the pavement, chatting away, sharing secrets and gossip.  Meg became one of my best friends.  Every run I always said, "I can't believe we are doing this" or "What the hell are we doing" (that one only came out on the twenty miler)... And we always said how excited we were for race day!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    We picked a good one.  The Sedona Marathon.  I lied.  I've heard since that this marathon is one of the hardest in the U.S.  With half of it up hill.  They weren't lying.  It was definitely UP!  As we were training, everyone asked us what we were thinking.  To be honest.  I have no idea.  I knew it would be hard, I knew it would be a beautiful run.  I knew all I had to do was finish, no matter how long it took.  It was so so so hard, but so worth it. When it finally came, we were so excited.  Meg and I started talking right off the bat and by the time we hit the first hill, we couldn't talk and breath at the same time. And so we went silent.  We stayed that way pretty much the rest of the run.  With a few, "How ya doin' "s and "how many miles till the next aid station".  We actually did awesome, the first half was a breeze.  We were smiling the whole time.  The second half got tough, but it was invigorating to know that I was actually getting closer to my goal.  It was so so beautiful up there.  It was actually a spiritual experience, seeing what Heavenly Father created for me, the beautiful mountains and red rock.  The warm sunshine and the cool breeze.  And a body that can actually run 26.2 miles.  As we got closer to the finish, my quads started to cramp up and about mile 24 I thought they might cramp up and fall off.  We pushed through... And... We finished!!! We did it!!!! As we rounded the corner and saw the finish line, with our cute hubby's and my awesome mom, tears ran down our cheeks.  I have never accomplished something so hard, something that I put so much time and effort into.  It was the most amazing feeling in the world.  Addicting.  I want to run another.  We'll see. It was so so fun.  I loved every second of it and I'm a little sad its over.  A little. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a little about the Sedona Marathon:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="95%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="20%"   style="  color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="20%"   style="  color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="20%"   style="  color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Graded Dirt Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="20%"   style="  color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Paved Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="20%"   style="  color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Total Elevation Gain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="20%"   style="  color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Full Marathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="20%" align="center"   style="  color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;42.195 Km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="20%" align="center"   style="  color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;40%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="20%" align="center"   style="  color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="20%" align="center"   style="  color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1800 feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p   style="  padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This graph is an approximate depiction of the elevation gain/loss of the overall race course as planned.  It cuts off on my blog but its a turn around. You get the idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sedonamarathon.com/images/fullprofile.jpg" width="650" height="159" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Here's the map of the course:Well, half of it, again, cut off by the blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;40% was on a rocky, dirt road.  It was just the two of us and the desert. I felt like I was in Fivel Goes West and I was going to see a mirage at any second with the tumble weed rolling through...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sedonamarathon.com/images/FullCourseMap.gif" width="700" height="541" alt="marathon race course map, Sedona" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pics from the weekend:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom flew into Phoenix on Friday morning.  The two of us drove straight up to Sedona while Gabe finished up at school.  We had to get our shopping and ice cream eating in. It was fun to be up in Sedona and talk with a few of the other runners. One lady asked if I was running the 5k. I told her no, that I was running the full marathon.  She asked how many I had run.  I told her this was my first.  She said, "You picked THIS as your first marathon?!!! Wow!  You're brave!!"  Thank you.  And so the butterflies began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ze6norllLg/TX1v4eh4VkI/AAAAAAAABpE/IARMV_xPGTk/s400/DSCN3896.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583742129067808322" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We learned about our native neighbors and become one with the Sedonians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f1lmQgWSN4Y/TX1v49fCg-I/AAAAAAAABpM/J6Vw5e1jMCM/s400/DSCN3897.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583742137377391586" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1LFckalBB_A/TX1v4CAl1QI/AAAAAAAABo8/f18b2gxdqXk/s400/DSCN3898.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583742121411990786" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We actually stayed up in Flagstaff for free with our Marriott points, but had to drive into Sedona on Saturday for the race.  We woke up BUM CHEEK early to make sure we got there on time.  Its a good thing too.  I of course forgot a sports bra.  Of all the things.  And had to find a Walmart at 5 in the morning.  Thank you Walmart. For saving me the aches and pains that would have entailed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After our Wally run.  Happy once again and excited for race day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kG0v_NpcL2o/TX1v3uSsagI/AAAAAAAABo0/kXXe2jk_gqo/s1600/DSCN3899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kG0v_NpcL2o/TX1v3uSsagI/AAAAAAAABo0/kXXe2jk_gqo/s400/DSCN3899.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583742116119210498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is why we love Sedona.  Yes my friends.  That is an Suburu outback. And for one day and one day only, these were my people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yeaEMSi8lwo/TX1uRNPJEaI/AAAAAAAABos/8cmmJtdQDEo/s1600/DSCN3901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yeaEMSi8lwo/TX1uRNPJEaI/AAAAAAAABos/8cmmJtdQDEo/s400/DSCN3901.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583740354899284386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to stay warm in the freezing cold 33 degree weather.  At the starting line!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cmXYuhK1OE4/TX1uQ6V9UeI/AAAAAAAABok/vCKYRhyur9Y/s1600/DSCN3902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cmXYuhK1OE4/TX1uQ6V9UeI/AAAAAAAABok/vCKYRhyur9Y/s400/DSCN3902.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583740349827600866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't they look freezing and counting down the seconds till they get back in their nice warm car?  I love you both!  Thank you for supporting me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8rrqBpYEaE/TX1uQloyizI/AAAAAAAABoc/-4Pbr-tbQSk/s1600/DSCN3903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8rrqBpYEaE/TX1uQloyizI/AAAAAAAABoc/-4Pbr-tbQSk/s400/DSCN3903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583740344269441842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See what I mean by beautiful?!!!  Such a gorgeous place for a run! 26.2 you ask? I think I might!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-05nKX2hUjc4/TX1uQDpibzI/AAAAAAAABoU/PJ3DfLoyy00/s1600/DSCN3904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-05nKX2hUjc4/TX1uQDpibzI/AAAAAAAABoU/PJ3DfLoyy00/s400/DSCN3904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583740335145774898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my beautiful mom.  I was so grateful she came!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spIZX5PpeAk/TX1saC9u-aI/AAAAAAAABn8/9sMbRSCACns/s400/DSCN3527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583738307737483682" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pre-race stretch. Gotta make sure those legs and bum cheeks are happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KruiDda0Jo0/TX1sa7Syg4I/AAAAAAAABoM/JsHF0NArcJY/s400/DSCN3905.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583738322858181506" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My private massage guy I hired for the occasion. Just kiddin'. He was passin' out free massages like candy.  And of course I never pass up free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HTdnRJbx0o4/TX1saTuvU5I/AAAAAAAABoE/W47CpRUXxXk/s400/DSCN3909.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583738312237994898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here we are. Just crossed the starting line.  Of course we were dinkin' around and didn't hear them call for the marathoners so when we heard the gun shot we had to push through everyone to get to the start. We're so awesome.  We were the last marathoners to start. But not the last to finish.  And thats really what matters to me ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSznF5qdPvI/TX1qkngfjbI/AAAAAAAABns/UwNIQBaMGts/s400/DSCN3913.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583736290322386354" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are.  The last shot of our bum cheeks for 5 hours and 57 minutes. They only photos we have on the course are memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-df51a5XeAlA/TX1qkAxv6XI/AAAAAAAABnk/c4x3mdCgC8E/s400/DSCN3914.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583736279925778802" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Running for the finish line. My eyes were so full of tears, I could hardly see it.  It was awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IJpHeVEMpX0/TX1qj93AZkI/AAAAAAAABnc/FJZWyOfEkj4/s400/DSCN3915.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583736279142524482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cute husband, waiting for me at the finish.  I was so glad to see him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zpOpNLuiwg8/TX1qjOnOf3I/AAAAAAAABnU/Otn6XDR_QEo/s400/DSCN3922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583736266459873138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And my mamma.  Thank you for being there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIpnTl4VoG0/TX1sZ6sqiLI/AAAAAAAABn0/QBkZcWmdxq8/s400/DSCN3541.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583738305518405810" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so lucky to have such awesome fans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lXtYZJLEcbc/TVlQM-_VdTI/AAAAAAAABnE/fPUZ9A3XsUs/s400/DSCN3921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573574197844997426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meg.  Couldn't have done it without you. Thank you for helping me cross it off the bucket list. Such a fun 6 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sRM5lxxeX2U/TVlQNT80ORI/AAAAAAAABnM/JZWvEFUd1Sg/s400/DSCN3919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573574203471575314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The beautiful flowers from my fans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VYB509AK5vo/TVlQMoqYwKI/AAAAAAAABm8/jwzaAfb-uLQ/s400/DSCN3923.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573574191851552930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Marathon Run Down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Months of Training: 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Approximate miles run with Megan in training: over 250&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Approximate miles run on my own: over 70&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amount spent on running shoes: $100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amount spent on my second pair of running shoes: $77 (half off!  Wahoo!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amount spent on gu chomps: $50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amount spent to run the race: $100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amount of carbs eatin' before each run: tons. I loved it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amount of In-n-Out double doubles during training: at least 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hours spent running the hills of Sedona: 5 hours 57 minutes and 23 seconds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amount of tears lost when seeing the finish line: who even knows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The feeling I felt when I crossed the finish line: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Priceless, can't explain it.  It was amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IFik-AIdVkA/TVlQL7BN_bI/AAAAAAAABm0/2fAJFp74tro/s1600/IMG_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IFik-AIdVkA/TVlQL7BN_bI/AAAAAAAABm0/2fAJFp74tro/s400/IMG_0211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573574179599285682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-4937183271150122182?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/4937183271150122182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=4937183271150122182' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/4937183271150122182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/4937183271150122182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/02/sedona-marathon-i-freakin-did-it.html' title='Sedona Marathon... I freakin&apos; did it!!!!'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ze6norllLg/TX1v4eh4VkI/AAAAAAAABpE/IARMV_xPGTk/s72-c/DSCN3896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-7977968939020996069</id><published>2011-01-02T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T20:28:46.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A December to Remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFlxzZM_9I/AAAAAAAABmQ/oL9WpIau2Ls/s1600/DSCN3779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFlxzZM_9I/AAAAAAAABmQ/oL9WpIau2Ls/s400/DSCN3779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557835321435815890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Could I possibly be the worst blogger ever?  Possibly.  I'm not going to lie.  My new year's resolution is not to be a better blogger.  But I will catch up on December. This is a long one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; We had a lot of fun this Christmas season.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEASONAL COOKING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFlxTRpTKI/AAAAAAAABmI/a5OasFaDtdw/s1600/DSCN3780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFlxTRpTKI/AAAAAAAABmI/a5OasFaDtdw/s400/DSCN3780.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557835312814181538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe and I cooked our own Turkey!  There's a first for everything right?  The task was extremely daunting to me... but we did it and it was delicious! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TEMPLE LIGHTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFlxBx561I/AAAAAAAABmA/kiGW6sb-lY4/s1600/DSCN3782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFlxBx561I/AAAAAAAABmA/kiGW6sb-lY4/s400/DSCN3782.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557835308117650258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went and saw the Mesa Temple lights with Meg and Dev.  It was so fun and so so warm. (compared to frozen bum cheeks in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt;).  The lights were beautiful and started the season out right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFlw4JokEI/AAAAAAAABl4/hrnml7Z6RRY/s1600/DSCN3783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFlw4JokEI/AAAAAAAABl4/hrnml7Z6RRY/s400/DSCN3783.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557835305532821570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My running buddy meg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFkmQVh8yI/AAAAAAAABlw/trYNYp2mdNI/s1600/DSCN3786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFkmQVh8yI/AAAAAAAABlw/trYNYp2mdNI/s400/DSCN3786.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557834023534981922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notice the lovely blurry smudge on all the pictures. I thought my camera was lame-o.  But really... It was grease from the turkey we made. I took a rag to the lens and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wala&lt;/span&gt;... brand new! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFkmDbh2zI/AAAAAAAABlo/A5Nems8AIbM/s1600/DSCN3790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFkmDbh2zI/AAAAAAAABlo/A5Nems8AIbM/s400/DSCN3790.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557834020070480690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It would have been such a cute picture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFkl-ec-oI/AAAAAAAABlg/k0q7RFhb9L4/s1600/DSCN3792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFkl-ec-oI/AAAAAAAABlg/k0q7RFhb9L4/s400/DSCN3792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557834018740566658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We used Meg and Dev's nice camera for this gem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFkltQKLYI/AAAAAAAABlY/pn8SrCkFTTI/s1600/IMG_0139-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFkltQKLYI/AAAAAAAABlY/pn8SrCkFTTI/s400/IMG_0139-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557834014117211522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WEDDING ANNIVERSARY #2!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;VIVA &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LAS&lt;/span&gt; VEGAS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFklU9hApI/AAAAAAAABlQ/nAX6Z7knJKw/s1600/DSCN3795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFklU9hApI/AAAAAAAABlQ/nAX6Z7knJKw/s400/DSCN3795.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557834007596565138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe and I celebrated our second wedding anniversary on 12/12/10.  I can't believe it has already been 2 years!  We decided to get out of town and hit up Vegas for the occasion.  It was a blast.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFjbcBeJmI/AAAAAAAABlI/Poz7MuZhWqo/s1600/DSCN3796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFjbcBeJmI/AAAAAAAABlI/Poz7MuZhWqo/s400/DSCN3796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557832738181883490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ate at a super fancy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shmancy&lt;/span&gt; restaurant in the Venetian.  Of course. We ordered burgers.  They were awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFjbXrxr8I/AAAAAAAABlA/jUDn5cOC8B0/s1600/DSCN3797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFjbXrxr8I/AAAAAAAABlA/jUDn5cOC8B0/s400/DSCN3797.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557832737017147330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notice my large side of Ranch to complete the burger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFjbIuHAzI/AAAAAAAABk4/J18yc6ZK_EM/s1600/DSCN3803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFjbIuHAzI/AAAAAAAABk4/J18yc6ZK_EM/s400/DSCN3803.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557832733000401714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After lunch we walked around the Venetian and met the Italian statues and such...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFjahzt7kI/AAAAAAAABkw/WX0HVBwS5e4/s1600/DSCN3806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFjahzt7kI/AAAAAAAABkw/WX0HVBwS5e4/s400/DSCN3806.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557832722554940994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its on my bucket list to someday ride in a gondola in Venice Italy.  I didn't want to waste the experience in Vegas, so we watched on the bridge as the others floated the fake river.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFjaVym7CI/AAAAAAAABko/4vXTMgx57jA/s1600/DSCN3809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFjaVym7CI/AAAAAAAABko/4vXTMgx57jA/s400/DSCN3809.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557832719329061922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFiGbU3_vI/AAAAAAAABkg/6DKAQFBr7gE/s1600/DSCN3811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFiGbU3_vI/AAAAAAAABkg/6DKAQFBr7gE/s400/DSCN3811.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557831277705953010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The anniversary year #2 gift is cotton.  Gabe got me the super cute gray jacket I'd been eyeing.  Loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFiGPrCXvI/AAAAAAAABkY/AV3WCPYutos/s1600/DSCN3813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFiGPrCXvI/AAAAAAAABkY/AV3WCPYutos/s400/DSCN3813.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557831274577682162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got Gabe this motorcycle... Just kidding.  I did get him a smaller model motorcycle for his office and a cotton polo... But I thought this motorcycle was awesome and pretty ironic that they modeled it after me ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFiFrBNA1I/AAAAAAAABkI/nJHKBAPvAdk/s1600/DSCN3816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFiFrBNA1I/AAAAAAAABkI/nJHKBAPvAdk/s400/DSCN3816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557831264738542418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made Gabe go the m&amp;amp;m factory with me.  I'd never done the m&amp;amp;m thing in Vegas before.  Realized I should have done it when I was eight... but it was fun anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFiFbF-raI/AAAAAAAABkA/Qn4OEg4WDZA/s1600/DSCN3820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFiFbF-raI/AAAAAAAABkA/Qn4OEg4WDZA/s400/DSCN3820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557831260463607202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did go to the Coca Cola Factory.  Loved that...Loved it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFgmRDHX0I/AAAAAAAABj4/BEG0Zb-uFoQ/s1600/DSCN3824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFgmRDHX0I/AAAAAAAABj4/BEG0Zb-uFoQ/s400/DSCN3824.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557829625679667010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We hit my favorite hotel of course, The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bellagio&lt;/span&gt;.  The Christmas decorations were amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFgl-pimWI/AAAAAAAABjw/wqxPFBYBScQ/s1600/DSCN3825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFgl-pimWI/AAAAAAAABjw/wqxPFBYBScQ/s400/DSCN3825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557829620740561250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFglhsJngI/AAAAAAAABjo/ENuWdXtrrjc/s1600/DSCN3829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFglhsJngI/AAAAAAAABjo/ENuWdXtrrjc/s400/DSCN3829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557829612966878722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And my absolute favorite part of Vegas... The Fountains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFglffBkzI/AAAAAAAABjg/2BpDXvdq5yM/s1600/DSCN3834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFglffBkzI/AAAAAAAABjg/2BpDXvdq5yM/s400/DSCN3834.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557829612374954802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you believe this H&amp;amp;M?!!! It was magnificent.  3 floors of pure clothing goodness. It was a little overwhelming.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSKMlPD7MEI/AAAAAAAABmg/ZE-4yvAGizo/s400/2201342440010290613cwMZuU_fs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558159461454655554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe and I stayed in the beautiful Marriott Grand Chateau. Not going to lie, I kind of felt like a big deal... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How could you not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSKMk9KjFGI/AAAAAAAABmY/9CLeteaoJrs/s1600/49058041_l.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSKMk9KjFGI/AAAAAAAABmY/9CLeteaoJrs/s400/49058041_l.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558159456650597474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSKMk9KjFGI/AAAAAAAABmY/9CLeteaoJrs/s1600/49058041_l.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFgk0GhiWI/AAAAAAAABjY/HHL1zE3j1vA/s1600/christmas%2Bcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFgk0GhiWI/AAAAAAAABjY/HHL1zE3j1vA/s400/christmas%2Bcard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557829600729467234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loved spending the weekend  with my sweetheart to celebrate two years.  Two whole years. They've been amazing.  Can't wait for a million more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you babe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE FORGOTTEN CAROLS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFfLIK4kUI/AAAAAAAABjQ/BgoP5Hmt4Bg/s1600/DSCN3843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFfLIK4kUI/AAAAAAAABjQ/BgoP5Hmt4Bg/s400/DSCN3843.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557828059928236354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So my amazing friend Kate was the producer of The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Forgotten&lt;/span&gt; Carols.  She is such a Rock star and traveled with the show all over the west coast.  They finally landed in Arizona for their last night.  Gabe couldn't go with me, he was studying for a test, so I took my self. Kate got me an awesome seat, front and center for all the caroling action.  I got to meet the star, Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mclean&lt;/span&gt; before the show started and he signed my book. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; him in the pic.  He look like such great friends.  I sound like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mormon&lt;/span&gt; groupie right?  The show was really amazing and it was so fun to hang out with Kate for the day. Thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;darlin&lt;/span&gt;'! Plus I'm pretty sure I made their merchandise goal on my purchases alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOLIDAY DECOR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFfKnMVhzI/AAAAAAAABjA/eT0iCizjHxQ/s400/DSCN3846.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557828051075958578" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loved decorating my house this year. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a lot more fun than decorating that apartment in California.  I actually had a place to put all my crap!  And... you can kind of see my cute little house.  We rearranged the furniture a bit for our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; eve party, but you get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFfK6UpXTI/AAAAAAAABjI/WkL6k8iveSY/s400/DSCN3845.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557828056211086642" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFfKGbtWJI/AAAAAAAABi4/6YVxYAALrjY/s1600/DSCN3847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFfKGbtWJI/AAAAAAAABi4/6YVxYAALrjY/s400/DSCN3847.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557828042282064018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFdmVgEnUI/AAAAAAAABiw/O_Zk8cVrnn4/s400/DSCN3849.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557826328339979586" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love our tree we got this year.  It was a black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; miracle.  It was the last one on the shelf. I'm pretty sure it was meant to shine in our living room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFdl2yZl7I/AAAAAAAABio/bxfBQDgSTfU/s1600/DSCN3851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFdl2yZl7I/AAAAAAAABio/bxfBQDgSTfU/s400/DSCN3851.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557826320095352754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFdljvR-UI/AAAAAAAABig/Ft1Q90VcjMk/s1600/DSCN3852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFdljvR-UI/AAAAAAAABig/Ft1Q90VcjMk/s400/DSCN3852.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557826314981996866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFdlYK5OZI/AAAAAAAABiY/wtNX5Sj9KOk/s1600/DSCN3853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFdlYK5OZI/AAAAAAAABiY/wtNX5Sj9KOk/s400/DSCN3853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557826311876589970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite nativity I got from Ecuador.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFcSVoNZJI/AAAAAAAABiQ/dqlJj46bBKU/s1600/DSCN3854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFcSVoNZJI/AAAAAAAABiQ/dqlJj46bBKU/s400/DSCN3854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557824885265097874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The reason for the season...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFcRyhnFjI/AAAAAAAABiI/tshjhqLoYLo/s1600/DSCN3855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFcRyhnFjI/AAAAAAAABiI/tshjhqLoYLo/s400/DSCN3855.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557824875842180658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFcRn7FlVI/AAAAAAAABiA/jD-DMz3QDZE/s1600/DSCN3856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFcRn7FlVI/AAAAAAAABiA/jD-DMz3QDZE/s400/DSCN3856.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557824872996246866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cute kitchen which I love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFcRVP3QFI/AAAAAAAABh4/CVw94fuOQj8/s1600/DSCN3857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFcRVP3QFI/AAAAAAAABh4/CVw94fuOQj8/s400/DSCN3857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557824867983114322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And my favorite... the red stars that hang above the island, with little tea lights glowing inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHRISTMAS EVE PAJAMA PARTY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFcQx4EnUI/AAAAAAAABhw/u54DlvSbKi4/s1600/DSCN3858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFcQx4EnUI/AAAAAAAABhw/u54DlvSbKi4/s400/DSCN3858.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557824858488085826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We stayed home in Arizona for Christmas this year.  We still wanted to party on Christmas, so we invited friends from school and the ward to our house for a Christmas eve party.  I suggested we all wore P.J.'s.  Gabe thought it was a little cheesey, but humored me anyway, and it turned out to be really fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFa6QYhSqI/AAAAAAAABho/YgjuVguU_D4/s1600/DSCN3859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFa6QYhSqI/AAAAAAAABho/YgjuVguU_D4/s400/DSCN3859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557823372028627618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A picture with the yummy spread...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFa6EN3e-I/AAAAAAAABhg/fJJWyDwZDg8/s1600/DSCN3861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFa6EN3e-I/AAAAAAAABhg/fJJWyDwZDg8/s400/DSCN3861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557823368762719202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We played fun games, exchanged white elephant gifts, read the Christmas story from Luke, and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFa5zGYJ0I/AAAAAAAABhY/6uynJksPFLw/s1600/DSCN3862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFa5zGYJ0I/AAAAAAAABhY/6uynJksPFLw/s400/DSCN3862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557823364167903042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFa5v6-3TI/AAAAAAAABhQ/OazOR3rVPQg/s1600/DSCN3863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFa5v6-3TI/AAAAAAAABhQ/OazOR3rVPQg/s400/DSCN3863.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557823363314801970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lit fireworks... you heard it. Fireworks are officially legal in Arizona. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFa5IG-4kI/AAAAAAAABhI/k8DCQFbWDss/s1600/DSCN3864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFa5IG-4kI/AAAAAAAABhI/k8DCQFbWDss/s400/DSCN3864.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557823352627716674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHRISTMAS DAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a morning of opening gifts, spending the afternoon in the movie theater, and calling all our friends and families, we made our way to Tony and Lindsey's for Christmas dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFZjRCr56I/AAAAAAAABhA/JRlnFq-8FvI/s1600/DSCN3866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFZjRCr56I/AAAAAAAABhA/JRlnFq-8FvI/s400/DSCN3866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557821877556864930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lindsey made the most beautiful yule log and let me help her decorate it. It was delish... and gorgeous.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFZjGgZmAI/AAAAAAAABg4/InISVe2xQPE/s1600/DSCN3867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFZjGgZmAI/AAAAAAAABg4/InISVe2xQPE/s400/DSCN3867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557821874728704002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFZi7HPtZI/AAAAAAAABgw/H1Elz7bV098/s1600/DSCN3868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFZi7HPtZI/AAAAAAAABgw/H1Elz7bV098/s400/DSCN3868.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557821871670408594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe beat me a checkers so I took a picture.  In my defense, it was my first time.  I am terrible at checkers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFYc8N-l-I/AAAAAAAABgo/OupWzBVgMIA/s1600/DSCN3871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFYc8N-l-I/AAAAAAAABgo/OupWzBVgMIA/s400/DSCN3871.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557820669376239586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tex and Tessy were two spoiled Christmas puppies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFYcd_ij-I/AAAAAAAABgg/_JZzDEqgp-M/s1600/DSCN3872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFYcd_ij-I/AAAAAAAABgg/_JZzDEqgp-M/s400/DSCN3872.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557820661262618594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RINGING IN THE NEW YEAR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFYcH4kDeI/AAAAAAAABgY/MmjtDnrjdWQ/s1600/DSCN3873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFYcH4kDeI/AAAAAAAABgY/MmjtDnrjdWQ/s400/DSCN3873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557820655327776226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe and I were asked to ring in 2011 as chapperones at the young men/young women's regional dance.  We actually had a great time, dancing the night away, looking a little goofy.  I felt so lucky with the cutest date there.  The clock struck 12, the baloons dropped, I got a new years kiss, and we headed home to toast to a new year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFYbzeOOKI/AAAAAAAABgQ/jS1vyoykelw/s1600/DSCN3875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFYbzeOOKI/AAAAAAAABgQ/jS1vyoykelw/s400/DSCN3875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557820649848584354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope your Holidays were happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its going to be a good year... I can feel it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-7977968939020996069?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/7977968939020996069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=7977968939020996069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/7977968939020996069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/7977968939020996069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/01/december-to-remember.html' title='A December to Remember...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFlxzZM_9I/AAAAAAAABmQ/oL9WpIau2Ls/s72-c/DSCN3779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-4676833710429590250</id><published>2011-01-02T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T22:02:29.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange you glad it ain't a lime tree...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFBg8ZGBDI/AAAAAAAABgI/HA_mXa7jWSM/s1600/DSCN3836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFBg8ZGBDI/AAAAAAAABgI/HA_mXa7jWSM/s400/DSCN3836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557795449374901298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Gabe and I first bought the house, we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt; that we had a lime tree in our back yard. We anxiously waited during the summer for our limes to fall off the tree and sweeten our diet coke and guacamole.  When the limes were finally big and green we pulled them all off the tree. We started to cut them up only to find that they had no taste... none. They were juiceless and disgusting.  We pulled what little limes we had left on the tree off and threw them away.  Stupid lime tree. We forgot about our little limes until one day, Gabe was working out in the yard and discovered the oranges.  Our lime tree is an orange tree!  And bloomed just in time to have christmas oranges. They are deliscious and full of juice.  We only salvaged about four since we had thrown our all our yucky limes.  We have fully enjoyed our Christmas "limes".  Can't wait till next year. I'm going to make orange juice.&lt;div&gt; Gabe told me this was blog worthy... He even took the picture :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When life  gives you limes, make orange juice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-4676833710429590250?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/4676833710429590250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=4676833710429590250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/4676833710429590250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/4676833710429590250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2011/01/orange-you-glad-it-aint-lime-tree.html' title='Orange you glad it ain&apos;t a lime tree...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TSFBg8ZGBDI/AAAAAAAABgI/HA_mXa7jWSM/s72-c/DSCN3836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-4874602623856133979</id><published>2010-12-05T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T03:51:18.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week of Thanksgiving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtpDs2s7KI/AAAAAAAABdg/CZzCJb8aqFU/s1600/DSCN3694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtpDs2s7KI/AAAAAAAABdg/CZzCJb8aqFU/s400/DSCN3694.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547142878338018466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe and I were able to make it to Utah for a quick trip the weekend before Thanksgiving.  It turned out to be just perfect timing.  Roman played in the state championship football game and Wes and Ash and the kids drove up for the same weekend to hang out with the Spencer crew.  It was three full days of jammed packed fun.  We started the weekend at Rice-Eccles stadium to see the Bingham Miners defeat Freamont for the State Championship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Roman and the Miners doing the haka before the game. Getting the crowd all pumped up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtpCsWsjjI/AAAAAAAABdY/o_X7xhLkPAA/s1600/DSCN3695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtpCsWsjjI/AAAAAAAABdY/o_X7xhLkPAA/s400/DSCN3695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547142861023907378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brother-in-law Roman is such a stud.  For sure one of my most favorite people! It was so fun to watch him out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtpBw-fcHI/AAAAAAAABdQ/XgoR5fFd2fQ/s1600/DSCN3701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtpBw-fcHI/AAAAAAAABdQ/XgoR5fFd2fQ/s400/DSCN3701.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547142845084692594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Way to go Miners! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtpBcZGUWI/AAAAAAAABdI/0tfS0_5zsXE/s1600/DSCN3704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtpBcZGUWI/AAAAAAAABdI/0tfS0_5zsXE/s400/DSCN3704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547142839559147874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celebrating after the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtnpBi2yxI/AAAAAAAABdA/r6MByYxGoG0/s1600/DSCN3705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtnpBi2yxI/AAAAAAAABdA/r6MByYxGoG0/s400/DSCN3705.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547141320523827986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the rock star of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtno-uccQI/AAAAAAAABc4/K7zZl43evSs/s1600/DSCN3707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtno-uccQI/AAAAAAAABc4/K7zZl43evSs/s400/DSCN3707.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547141319767126274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtnoXv4tnI/AAAAAAAABcw/UVg6H-nYBc0/s1600/DSCN3706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtnoXv4tnI/AAAAAAAABcw/UVg6H-nYBc0/s400/DSCN3706.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547141309304190578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtnoBE6nqI/AAAAAAAABco/C2rmByp5YCM/s1600/DSCN3708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtnoBE6nqI/AAAAAAAABco/C2rmByp5YCM/s400/DSCN3708.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547141303218380450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matt also coaches for Bingham.  It was so fun to see him out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtmeDJ4KyI/AAAAAAAABcg/-1mgcvQ0duY/s1600/DSCN3710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtmeDJ4KyI/AAAAAAAABcg/-1mgcvQ0duY/s400/DSCN3710.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547140032465742626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so awesome to see Wes and Ash and the kids.  I am pretty darn sure I have got the cutest niece and nephew on the planet.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtmd236Y5I/AAAAAAAABcY/Qj18vXdZtiY/s1600/DSCN3711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtmd236Y5I/AAAAAAAABcY/Qj18vXdZtiY/s400/DSCN3711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547140029169165202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtmdXOoqDI/AAAAAAAABcQ/DpURcNV02Lo/s1600/DSCN3724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtmdXOoqDI/AAAAAAAABcQ/DpURcNV02Lo/s400/DSCN3724.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547140020674537522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little Colty rockin' out to Weston's Ipod.  I love this kid to pieces.  What a little stud.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtmdLQoe3I/AAAAAAAABcI/bX_8c1Dw3wM/s1600/DSCN3726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtmdLQoe3I/AAAAAAAABcI/bX_8c1Dw3wM/s400/DSCN3726.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547140017461689202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture... awesome.  Look at Colty waving to dad.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtk9qdGT3I/AAAAAAAABcA/uTRV1Q4LSUE/s1600/DSCN3734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtk9qdGT3I/AAAAAAAABcA/uTRV1Q4LSUE/s400/DSCN3734.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547138376568033138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got to see the first snowfall of the season... and possibly the last for us.  I loved the snow flakes.  It finally felt like Christmas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtk9U-wv5I/AAAAAAAABb4/F6_5d-DR0kE/s400/DSCN3737.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547138370803646354" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I am most thankful for this season:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An amazing family who I love and look up to.  For the most amazing parents who love us and support us in everything we do. For two awesome sisters, a brother and for Hailey bug and Colty.  And for a place that I grew up in, learned most life lessons in and a place that always feels like coming home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtvlujZQKI/AAAAAAAABf4/8pxZkDs8kKk/s1600/DSC00702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtvlujZQKI/AAAAAAAABf4/8pxZkDs8kKk/s400/DSC00702.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547150059979227298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am grateful for amazing in-laws who support us and are constantly telling us how much they love us.  For three awesome brothers who accepted me as their sister...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtvlRCE4gI/AAAAAAAABfw/ca3sLcqHlCs/s400/162634_157016674342639_100001029218682_298969_4422709_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547150052054852098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And for this guy, my world.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtvlRCE4gI/AAAAAAAABfw/ca3sLcqHlCs/s1600/162634_157016674342639_100001029218682_298969_4422709_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtjtHx4F8I/AAAAAAAABbg/HcaL3L28gIM/s400/DSCN3746.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547136992870406082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a wonderful time in Utah.  It was so short and went by way too quickly.  But we loved it and can't wait to go back.  We love our families!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the drive back to Arizona we drove through the cutest little towns.  I made Gabe stop at this restaurant so we could eat.  I wanted to see if she was really in the kitchen making pies!  Pretty sure she wasn't. But good sandwiches anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtil8lIvKI/AAAAAAAABbY/Pwme9O9y11Y/s1600/DSCN3748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtil8lIvKI/AAAAAAAABbY/Pwme9O9y11Y/s400/DSCN3748.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547135770093468834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The restaurant was only a few miles from my most favorite place in the world.  It made my heart hurt a little.  I miss the Powell trips so so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtilD6i3kI/AAAAAAAABbQ/SST6AVEPEkU/s1600/DSCN3751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtilD6i3kI/AAAAAAAABbQ/SST6AVEPEkU/s400/DSCN3751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547135754882440770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to get out of the car and take a quick dip in the lake.  But this is the closest I got to it.  A picture over the dam. I'll be back soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtik3iQO7I/AAAAAAAABbI/9p3-Jx_aZ58/s1600/DSCN3752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtik3iQO7I/AAAAAAAABbI/9p3-Jx_aZ58/s400/DSCN3752.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547135751559330738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got back Monday night and spent Thanksgiving in sunny Arizona with friends.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We woke up Thanksgiving morning and hiked Thunderbird Mountain. It was beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtqHIneaQI/AAAAAAAABd4/C_w9TTBO7-c/s1600/DSCN3677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtqHIneaQI/AAAAAAAABd4/C_w9TTBO7-c/s400/DSCN3677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547144036841580802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtqGryrNvI/AAAAAAAABdw/YGwHeI2-NE0/s1600/DSCN3678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtqGryrNvI/AAAAAAAABdw/YGwHeI2-NE0/s400/DSCN3678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547144029103929074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtqF-EfQAI/AAAAAAAABdo/SgA0piy464Q/s400/DSCN3680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547144016830611458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a filling turkey dinner with friends, a knife throwing contest, bow and arrow shooting and white elephant gift giving, we made it home early for a little Black Friday Christmas tree shopping.  We spent the weekend relaxing, watching movies, hanging out by the fire in the back yard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtiklOmnYI/AAAAAAAABbA/cQX5086f2lw/s400/DSCN3754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547135746645073282" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPthUH7kmkI/AAAAAAAABa4/v4Yvq4a7y04/s1600/DSCN3765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPthUH7kmkI/AAAAAAAABa4/v4Yvq4a7y04/s400/DSCN3765.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547134364391086658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And watching the Utes beat BYU with five seconds left. I know, I know... his knee was down.  But that kick was sure blocked!  Love the Holy war and the fact that anything can happen in that game.  Proud to be a UTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPthT51oU_I/AAAAAAAABaw/36RuhFHqACw/s1600/DSCN3768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPthT51oU_I/AAAAAAAABaw/36RuhFHqACw/s400/DSCN3768.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547134360608068594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas season is upon us.  The tree is up, the lights are hung and excited to see what the New Year brings.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas from our Utah Fam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPthTaUWCpI/AAAAAAAABao/ty7G319jMXE/s1600/DSCN3779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPthTaUWCpI/AAAAAAAABao/ty7G319jMXE/s400/DSCN3779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547134352146958994" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1963803748607932840-4874602623856133979?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/4874602623856133979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=4874602623856133979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/4874602623856133979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/4874602623856133979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/12/week-of-thanksgiving.html' title='A week of Thanksgiving...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TPtpDs2s7KI/AAAAAAAABdg/CZzCJb8aqFU/s72-c/DSCN3694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-5429707887813774406</id><published>2010-10-10T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T16:41:07.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabe's parents come to visit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH9D1rPcWI/AAAAAAAABYk/R8fUnjrd1Qs/s1600/DSCN3623_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH9DhhpJKI/AAAAAAAABYc/3nZAys5xvgE/s1600/DSCN3625_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH9DhhpJKI/AAAAAAAABYc/3nZAys5xvgE/s400/DSCN3625_3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526476454741222562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my cute mother-in-law Janice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH7jCYeFZI/AAAAAAAABYU/ZWUVasWBMlo/s1600/DSCN3627_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH7jCYeFZI/AAAAAAAABYU/ZWUVasWBMlo/s400/DSCN3627_3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526474797113808274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH7i_BCdmI/AAAAAAAABYM/5E56fNhzGVM/s1600/DSCN3631_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH7i_BCdmI/AAAAAAAABYM/5E56fNhzGVM/s400/DSCN3631_3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526474796210222690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH7iRtEjtI/AAAAAAAABYE/DxygUxjZlrI/s1600/DSCN3630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH7iRtEjtI/AAAAAAAABYE/DxygUxjZlrI/s400/DSCN3630.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526474784046878418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH7hl6xsNI/AAAAAAAABX8/g_DtuoE6zL4/s1600/DSCN3628_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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We did.  And we lived to blog about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life has been awesome.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've had some fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe is playing intermural softball. I play a valuable role in softball.  Hold the water, cheer on the team and chat with gals.  Both teams are doing awesome.  Here Gabe's up to bat and my cute friend Megan's husband is on 3d base.  You'd think we planned that... for picture purposes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH5v8xGgZI/AAAAAAAABX0/uRLV056BluE/s400/DSCN3552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526472819921551762" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meg and I have had a couple days where we have the same days off.  What a better way to enjoy time off work than in the beautiful AZ sunshine.  We're training for the marathon together so after our long run, we relax in the sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLJBDvTpqSI/AAAAAAAABaM/VmoVtoU8BI0/s400/DSCN3547.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526551225231321378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;We finally made it to a football game!  One of my cute Young women is in the band at her highschool.  She played at half time on the field and asked Gabe and I to come.  Of course it didn't take one second to convince Gabe to go to a highschool football game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH5vetZc8I/AAAAAAAABXs/soQoO9OYgJM/s400/DSCN3559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526472811852952514" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;There she is, with the drum! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLJDx2-rXuI/AAAAAAAABaU/axoy8w3_FZk/s400/DSCN3560.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526554216588074722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It makes me happy to be under the friday night lights, sitting next to my all star. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH5u3xcTYI/AAAAAAAABXk/2CFbnEzekUY/s1600/DSCN3558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH5u3xcTYI/AAAAAAAABXk/2CFbnEzekUY/s400/DSCN3558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526472801400933762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH5ukTnQZI/AAAAAAAABXc/HLUnI77JmwA/s1600/DSCN3557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH5ukTnQZI/AAAAAAAABXc/HLUnI77JmwA/s400/DSCN3557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526472796175548818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was also able to make a trip to Mesa to go to the temple with my Young Women.  What a blessing to live close to such a beautiful temple.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH5uCtmlOI/AAAAAAAABXU/flx8YEzKCP0/s1600/DSCN3563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH5uCtmlOI/AAAAAAAABXU/flx8YEzKCP0/s400/DSCN3563.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526472787157751010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHq1XoRqoI/AAAAAAAABXM/BiTLJOIUPho/s1600/DSCN3567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHq1XoRqoI/AAAAAAAABXM/BiTLJOIUPho/s400/DSCN3567.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526456420357220994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A couple weeks ago Gabe volunteered us to volunteer at a walk for Diabetes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHq1AlfPhI/AAAAAAAABXE/2BY8MiN48_8/s1600/DSCN3573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHq1AlfPhI/AAAAAAAABXE/2BY8MiN48_8/s400/DSCN3573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526456414171512338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little dude was my favorite, passing out water to all the walkers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHq0gHZoKI/AAAAAAAABW8/y1RRcgp5AKE/s1600/DSCN3571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHq0gHZoKI/AAAAAAAABW8/y1RRcgp5AKE/s400/DSCN3571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526456405455380642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHq0D5aINI/AAAAAAAABW0/1i3FHo1T_Z8/s1600/DSCN3574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHq0D5aINI/AAAAAAAABW0/1i3FHo1T_Z8/s400/DSCN3574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526456397880500434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even the Ghost busters came. It was pretty sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHpDg5KDVI/AAAAAAAABWs/dGe3xkVvkw8/s1600/DSCN3575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHpDg5KDVI/AAAAAAAABWs/dGe3xkVvkw8/s400/DSCN3575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526454464338857298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHpBVZF8CI/AAAAAAAABWc/D3uAxUmy6V0/s400/DSCN3577.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526454426891841570" /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHpCW2C4cI/AAAAAAAABWk/vQIuOtfaUjo/s400/DSCN3576.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526454444461580738" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHpCW2C4cI/AAAAAAAABWk/vQIuOtfaUjo/s1600/DSCN3576.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fall finally made it Arizona.  And by fall, I don't mean beautiful red and yellow leaves and the air turning crisp...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean rain and hail (the size of Golf balls) FALLING from the sky.  I 'm not kidding.  I've never seen anything like it.  If you look closely you can see our street turning into a river.  Don't worry the Corolla was a champ.  It only had a few dents in the roof from the hail.  I wasn't too upset about it. (ok, I wasn't upset at all, it gives the hoopdy rolla some character!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHnLEs8_eI/AAAAAAAABWU/X8aM1cq0Jdc/s1600/DSCN3642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHnLEs8_eI/AAAAAAAABWU/X8aM1cq0Jdc/s400/DSCN3642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526452395187174882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHnKauMOLI/AAAAAAAABWM/PeHGk3JcDfA/s1600/DSCN3643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHnKauMOLI/AAAAAAAABWM/PeHGk3JcDfA/s400/DSCN3643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526452383918078130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The rain gave Meg and I a good opportunity to craft.  Something I am so not good at.  My cute friend Erica would be so proud of me.  She's so good at this stuff.... But not me.  It actually turned ok though.  I found this cute wreath idea in Women's day Magazine.  I would link you to it so you could make it yourself, but I'm not that crafty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You could google it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHnJe8rDmI/AAAAAAAABWE/Qt2QnG-AjzY/s1600/DSCN3644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLHnJe8rDmI/AAAAAAAABWE/Qt2QnG-AjzY/s400/DSCN3644.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526452367872691810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So long sweet Arizona summer.  Can't wait for an Arizona winter!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just wishing we had a little "real fall" here.  Can't explain how much I miss the leaves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLJHY9MH10I/AAAAAAAABac/AAtiumMT_qo/s400/102_2794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526558186804860738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1963803748607932840-654837705590065831?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/654837705590065831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=654837705590065831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/654837705590065831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/654837705590065831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/10/in-life-of-two-arizonians.html' title='In the life of two Arizonians...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TLH5v8xGgZI/AAAAAAAABX0/uRLV056BluE/s72-c/DSCN3552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-5006498417353233850</id><published>2010-09-12T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T09:23:04.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the lights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe and Abby's favorite past time: Football&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe and I love football.  Especially Utah Football.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't tell you how much I am missing Utah football this year.  The lights, the red uniforms, the smell of hot dogs and nachos in the stadium, the Utah fight song you hear as you get closer to the tail gate party, bundling up for a cold october night in the red seats, the excitement in in the stands as our team runs into the end zone... I am missing me some Utah football for sure.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TI2JROCEytI/AAAAAAAABVg/pIXiU7U6Ors/s1600/VSCN0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TI2JROCEytI/AAAAAAAABVg/pIXiU7U6Ors/s400/VSCN0610.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516216047516306130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are yet to see the Utes play this year. (My bottom lip is turning under and quivering...) I blame lack of  The Mountain channel not televised on regular Arizona T.V... Really, What's up with that?  And blessed monday morning med school tests.  Bless Gabe's heart.  I know he wishes he was at a football game instead of glued to his office chair with his nose in a book.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our hearts are with the Utes though.  We still bleed red through and through.  I wear red to work under my scrubs on game day and talk some good smack to the BYU loving doctors I work with.  ( I can't wait 'till I go back to work tomorrow.  I love that the U won and the Y took a good loss.  Makes my heart smile :)  )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My goal is to get to a sports bar one of these Saturdays to try and see some Utah football.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"We'll fight for dear ol' crimson for a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;UTAH MAN AM I...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GO UTES!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TI2JQnQ96qI/AAAAAAAABVY/ye2QdzVAH6M/s1600/DSCN0613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TI2JQnQ96qI/AAAAAAAABVY/ye2QdzVAH6M/s400/DSCN0613.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516216037109787298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some other football we're missing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And by missing I mean Gabe get's a far away look in his eyes and a sad puppy dog look on Friday nights missing... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is this dude.  Roman is playing football at Bingham his Senior year.  Talk about an awesome team.  They are number one in Utah, and well deserved.  This team is amazing and Roman is a rock star.  I wish so bad we could be there to see him every Friday night.  We're for sure thinking about him though and hoping we can make it for at least one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're awesome Roman!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GO MINERS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TI2JQBX9dVI/AAAAAAAABVQ/CUpnw4uGRbk/s1600/DSCN2381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TI2JQBX9dVI/AAAAAAAABVQ/CUpnw4uGRbk/s400/DSCN2381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516216026938570066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally, some football close to home.  I've never lived anywhere with a NFL team.  I came to Arizona already saying I was for sure a cardinals fan.  They already had some awesome things going for them.  First off, they wear red.  Done... I'm a fan.  Secondly, they had Matt Leinart.  When I was a freshman in college and Mr. Leinart was playing at USC, I thought he was absolutely dreamy.  Major heisman crush on the guy.  So it was perfect that he was starting quarterback for the team I was becoming a fan of.  Well, I'll tell you what.  He is not that dreamy or good looking when he's being sacked or throwing interceptions.  Pretty sure I agree with booting him off the team.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going to be honest.  I'm not for sure sold on the Cardinals.  Especially since second string quarterback Max Hall thinks I'm classless.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll give it some good effort though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go Cardinals.  Happy to share the great state of Arizona with you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TI5JKMmCpWI/AAAAAAAABVo/wgyZwtezldk/s400/arizona_cardinals_helmet_rightface.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516427033103738210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Football season ya'll! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-5006498417353233850?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/5006498417353233850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=5006498417353233850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/5006498417353233850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/5006498417353233850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/09/missing-lights.html' title='Missing the lights...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TI2JROCEytI/AAAAAAAABVg/pIXiU7U6Ors/s72-c/VSCN0610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-8519125280957953801</id><published>2010-09-05T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T18:54:12.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome, Welcome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TIRFvYi4cWI/AAAAAAAABUk/TuZ0ea2DBiU/s1600/DSCN3195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TIRFvYi4cWI/AAAAAAAABUk/TuZ0ea2DBiU/s400/DSCN3195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513608524153254242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend we had our first visitors!  It was so fun!  My parents drove down to see us in Arizona and spent the weekend with us!  I cannot thank them enough.  For a year and a half, about half of our wedding presents have been in storage.  They loaded up Grandpa's Tahoe and drove all the way down.  I loved unwrapping all my bowls, platters and dishes.  It was so so fun!  Then we spent all day Saturday looking for fabric so my mom could sew all my curtains.  She is amazing.  Thank you so so much mom!!!!! (I need to post some pics of our house!!!! Especially now that I have the cutest curtains!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TIRFu7fy9FI/AAAAAAAABUc/3Bu9nxo-J4g/s1600/DSCN3194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TIRFu7fy9FI/AAAAAAAABUc/3Bu9nxo-J4g/s400/DSCN3194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513608516355683410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They stayed at their friend's beautiful vacation home in Scottsdale.  We had a lot of fun hanging out by the pool, relaxing in the sun.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TIRFuQYPxXI/AAAAAAAABUU/_ItJCeAcz1M/s1600/DSCN3196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TIRFuQYPxXI/AAAAAAAABUU/_ItJCeAcz1M/s400/DSCN3196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513608504781292914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; We shopped, ate yummy food, swam, relaxed, ate yogurt and sewed, sewed, sewed.  It was so fun to have them down and show them around Phoenix.  The weekend went WAY too fast.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't wait to have you down again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TIRFt0XIe7I/AAAAAAAABUM/Bkdjk300Ltk/s1600/DSCN3200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TIRFt0XIe7I/AAAAAAAABUM/Bkdjk300Ltk/s400/DSCN3200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513608497260428210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-8519125280957953801?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/8519125280957953801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=8519125280957953801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8519125280957953801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8519125280957953801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/09/welcome-welcome.html' title='Welcome, Welcome!'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TIRFvYi4cWI/AAAAAAAABUk/TuZ0ea2DBiU/s72-c/DSCN3195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-8166750243511054967</id><published>2010-08-22T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T16:43:43.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>August Twenty Third...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;August 23, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;So glad I said, "YES!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/THHLlTCwyCI/AAAAAAAABTw/WC5bov6PHZ4/s1600/DSCN0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Well... sort of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TG4ZYbVkcAI/AAAAAAAABTg/fVECk-JXUmw/s1600/DSCN3471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TG4ZYbVkcAI/AAAAAAAABTg/fVECk-JXUmw/s400/DSCN3471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507367301766475778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Tuesday, my very best friend in the world had a little baby girl. Jane is her name and what a doll!  She is absolutely gorgeous!  I still can't believe it, I keep picturing Teddy and I when we were five years old, playing house with our little newborn dollies.  And now Teddy's a real mama!  I am so happy for her and Scotty, What cute parents.  She is such a lucky little lady! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congrats Tedds and Scotty!  Tell her Auntie Abby is dying to meet her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-7703012960142096335?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/7703012960142096335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=7703012960142096335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/7703012960142096335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/7703012960142096335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-aunt-well-sort-of.html' title='I&apos;m an aunt! Well... sort of...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TG4ZYbVkcAI/AAAAAAAABTg/fVECk-JXUmw/s72-c/DSCN3471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-8171371603662872836</id><published>2010-08-10T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T22:28:43.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Church Going Puppy Dog....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TGIJackgOTI/AAAAAAAABSk/XxMagkHZQN0/s1600/DSCN3540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TGIJackgOTI/AAAAAAAABSk/XxMagkHZQN0/s400/DSCN3540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503972044550715698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We woke up Sunday Morning after a long eventful weekend.  Gabe said he was too tired to go to church that day.  I reminded him how much I loved sitting next to him and holding his hand during meetings.  Gabe insisted he was too tired (joking of course...) So I turned to Tex and asked him if he would like to join me at church.  He gladly followed me back to the closet where I was going to pick out my outfit.  I found a better outfit for Tex.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So... Off to church and Tex and I went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just Kidding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe and I went to church and enjoyed a wonderful Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tex stayed at home and chewed his bone... In his sunday best! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TGIJZ-TB7aI/AAAAAAAABSc/DjKub1woGi0/s1600/DSCN3541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TGIJZ-TB7aI/AAAAAAAABSc/DjKub1woGi0/s400/DSCN3541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503972036424363426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-8171371603662872836?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/8171371603662872836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=8171371603662872836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8171371603662872836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8171371603662872836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/08/church-going-puppy-dog.html' title='A Church Going Puppy Dog....'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TGIJackgOTI/AAAAAAAABSk/XxMagkHZQN0/s72-c/DSCN3540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-7665048146321126874</id><published>2010-08-08T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T16:45:17.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to Sedona...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sedona, Arizona.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a beautiful place.  Gabe, Texas and I got in the car and drove about an hour and 40 minutes north out of the city.  We drove into a the little city Sedona and kept driving through to Ceder Creek Canyon.  The original place we wanted to go was a little cold due to the rain, so we decided on an awesome hike.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9FGrXfqXI/AAAAAAAABSU/3PlN7Z8jyPQ/s400/DSCN3524.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503193250692835698" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Texas of course loved it.  What an awesome little hiker he is.  And he absolutely loved the river!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9FGPyIEyI/AAAAAAAABSM/PVm1jgvu40Q/s400/DSCN3525.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503193243288343330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is before we got drenched by the rain that down poured the entire time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're pretty rugged...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9EWZ6cHfI/AAAAAAAABSE/AouxcKIj1Bw/s1600/DSCN3527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9EWZ6cHfI/AAAAAAAABSE/AouxcKIj1Bw/s400/DSCN3527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503192421373844978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sedona is beautiful.  It is like the Lake Powell Rocks with the trees and bushes of the Rocky Mountains.  A perfect combination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9EVU6WgMI/AAAAAAAABR8/rVL9DwN7380/s1600/DSCN3528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9EVU6WgMI/AAAAAAAABR8/rVL9DwN7380/s400/DSCN3528.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503192402851430594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My boys doin' what boys do best... gettin' dirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9EUQSgRXI/AAAAAAAABRs/28ODZOL62Dg/s400/DSCN3531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503192384430687602" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9EU4nAZqI/AAAAAAAABR0/jDqp_Xo-fBM/s400/DSCN3530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503192395254097570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had so much fun playing in and out of the River and taking in all the beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9COkM7McI/AAAAAAAABRk/PxIvnoT7mew/s1600/DSCN3533.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9COPxeYAI/AAAAAAAABRc/GiAAOXOU9d8/s1600/DSCN3535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9COPxeYAI/AAAAAAAABRc/GiAAOXOU9d8/s400/DSCN3535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503190082189680642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tex got so so dirty playing in the water and the dirt.  He wore himself out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9CNpkYfUI/AAAAAAAABRU/ZZg21QKB_jg/s1600/DSCN3536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9CNpkYfUI/AAAAAAAABRU/ZZg21QKB_jg/s400/DSCN3536.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503190071934221634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if you know Gabe... You know what a tree hugger he is!  Just kidding, far from it.  But it made for a good picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9CNRSPuYI/AAAAAAAABRM/6nJeZ2ZKXGs/s1600/DSCN3537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9CNRSPuYI/AAAAAAAABRM/6nJeZ2ZKXGs/s400/DSCN3537.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503190065415698818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a fun day we had, just the two, well the three of us.  I love hanging out with my best friend. We laughed and chatted all day long.  And it was so nice and cold!  We loved it, can't wait to go back!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9COkM7McI/AAAAAAAABRk/PxIvnoT7mew/s400/DSCN3533.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503190087673524674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-7665048146321126874?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/7665048146321126874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=7665048146321126874' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/7665048146321126874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/7665048146321126874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/08/t-minus-2-days.html' title='A trip to Sedona...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TF9FGrXfqXI/AAAAAAAABSU/3PlN7Z8jyPQ/s72-c/DSCN3524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-2685916583541203325</id><published>2010-08-03T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T16:47:45.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We made it to Arizona</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as life goes here in Arizona, we are loving it!  We are pretty much all settled in, with a few pictures left to hang.  We have been getting to know a lot of couples in the ward and around the neighborhood and they are all so nice, I feel so blessed to be where we're at.  I also got a job!  WAHOO!  I am working full time at a place called Canyon Vista Dental.  I love the people I work with and the Doctors are awesome.  And the job comes with benefits which is pretty much like gold to us.  You don't find to many dental assisting jobs with benefits.  Its also really close to Gabe's school which will be nice if we decide to go to one car... (still deciding).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also am loving the fact that one of my good girlfriends from Beta lives down here.   And Meg and I have been to the pool, made some diet coke and yogurt runs, and have recently decided we are going to run a marathon in February.  Wish us luck, we are going to need it.  At least I am.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I stole this pic of Megan's blog...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiQB1FJkkI/AAAAAAAABRE/VIKetcDqlm4/s400/DSC01325-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501305305936007746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all, life here in Arizona is wonderful and we are loving it.  We are so happy we are here and life down the road a head looks pretty good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-2685916583541203325?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/2685916583541203325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=2685916583541203325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/2685916583541203325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/2685916583541203325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school.html' title='We made it to Arizona'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiQB1FJkkI/AAAAAAAABRE/VIKetcDqlm4/s72-c/DSC01325-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-8322865743920196194</id><published>2010-08-01T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T08:43:59.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Utah trip...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A couple weeks after we moved to the AZ, Gabe and I headed up to Utah for a bit.  I had a class I wanted to take to certify to do eyelash extensions and it happened to be the same week as the Yates n Mates family trip... so it all worked out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It started with some Motorcycle riding...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZrmR-TSII/AAAAAAAABQM/dVQuZDkkaCM/s1600/DSCN3383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZrmR-TSII/AAAAAAAABQM/dVQuZDkkaCM/s400/DSCN3383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500702300283553922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dad's awesome bike he rebuilt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZrlx6KnfI/AAAAAAAABQE/DKaqmivmF1k/s1600/DSCN3387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZrlx6KnfI/AAAAAAAABQE/DKaqmivmF1k/s400/DSCN3387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500702291676274162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We headed up to the lake with the Yates Fam.  We had a blast.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZrlduiRBI/AAAAAAAABP8/Q8soTJa3Ed0/s1600/DSCN3399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZrlduiRBI/AAAAAAAABP8/Q8soTJa3Ed0/s400/DSCN3399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500702286258783250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cute cousins Blake, Ashton and Jordy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZqH2XYnMI/AAAAAAAABP0/spuMLuAwscA/s1600/DSCN3402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZqH2XYnMI/AAAAAAAABP0/spuMLuAwscA/s400/DSCN3402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500700677964864706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids riding the water wienie....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZqHYfcIxI/AAAAAAAABPs/MUFqSgYSTL4/s1600/DSCN3403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZqHYfcIxI/AAAAAAAABPs/MUFqSgYSTL4/s400/DSCN3403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500700669945586450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was all fun and games until the rain poured down on us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZqHNwI0-I/AAAAAAAABPk/0hlMVgfRZRk/s1600/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZqHNwI0-I/AAAAAAAABPk/0hlMVgfRZRk/s400/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500700667062834146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all look like such happy campers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZoWQAaZ1I/AAAAAAAABPc/iKtCcjlKjwM/s1600/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZoWQAaZ1I/AAAAAAAABPc/iKtCcjlKjwM/s400/DSC00200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500698726342747986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think Gabe won the award for most time spent in the frigid cold water...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ain't he cute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZoV4U_7FI/AAAAAAAABPU/Bcp9hIUEAQE/s1600/DSCN3410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZoV4U_7FI/AAAAAAAABPU/Bcp9hIUEAQE/s400/DSCN3410.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500698719986642002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After boating we headed up to the Spencer Family cabin for some mollow roasting and game playing.  It was so good to be back in Oakley.  It is one of my most favorite places on earth.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZoVUyTVpI/AAAAAAAABPM/P5PWUeAPaIE/s1600/oakley2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZoVUyTVpI/AAAAAAAABPM/P5PWUeAPaIE/s400/oakley2010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500698710445872786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZoU9tzQbI/AAAAAAAABPE/ekjo6TtdmG0/s1600/oakleytrees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZoU9tzQbI/AAAAAAAABPE/ekjo6TtdmG0/s400/oakleytrees.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500698704252977586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cute grandparents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZmijCJ6wI/AAAAAAAABOs/uV-k8FZVqN4/s1600/DSCN3415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZmijCJ6wI/AAAAAAAABOs/uV-k8FZVqN4/s400/DSCN3415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500696738585504514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe was the fire guy and kept us roasting dogs and mallows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZkK3sHuMI/AAAAAAAABOk/YPz2HfNcorQ/s1600/DSCN3417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZkK3sHuMI/AAAAAAAABOk/YPz2HfNcorQ/s400/DSCN3417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500694132790114498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a stud he is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZkKYpqAZI/AAAAAAAABOc/oyWWELVFPP4/s1600/DSCN3418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZkKYpqAZI/AAAAAAAABOc/oyWWELVFPP4/s400/DSCN3418.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500694124458279314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so fun to get to see my whole fam, all my aunts, uncles, cousins and grandparents.  We've been doing these summer vacations for as long as I can remember.  They all mean the world to me, I'm really glad we were able to be there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SNOWBIRD WITH THE VALENZUELA'S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day we went up to Snowbird with Gabe's fam bam.  It was so fun to be up there, and I realized how much I miss the mountains.  I seriously was in awe of them the whole time we were there, like I'd never seen them before.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZkJ6VghKI/AAAAAAAABOU/vSRZCMA7r3c/s400/DSCN3461.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500694116320707746" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did the alpine slide, took the tram, did a ropes course and the zip line.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZi5YrpUQI/AAAAAAAABOM/P3h6vihqdzA/s1600/DSCN3441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZi5YrpUQI/AAAAAAAABOM/P3h6vihqdzA/s400/DSCN3441.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500692732897218818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZf3QyBrWI/AAAAAAAABNc/GlJclBwPgSM/s400/DSCN3439.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500689397881875810" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My personal fav... the mechanical bull...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZh6EzpVKI/AAAAAAAABN8/A6hN9uBDji8/s400/DSCN3434.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500691645230306466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZh5gwc5hI/AAAAAAAABN0/Zbwvg-goh_4/s400/DSCN3459.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500691635553232402" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was really fun to spend time with Gabe's fam.  I know he really loves to talk football with his cute brothers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZh4y7X47I/AAAAAAAABNk/YyF-dyFUsIE/s400/DSCN3440.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500691623251010482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZi41Y06TI/AAAAAAAABOE/dRIDCvvhWgI/s1600/DSCN3453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZi41Y06TI/AAAAAAAABOE/dRIDCvvhWgI/s400/DSCN3453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500692723423045938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Marc and Janice!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had so much fun!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZh5GmGRmI/AAAAAAAABNs/CTiROrxV1cE/s400/DSCN3455.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500691628530484834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZf2xhWMUI/AAAAAAAABNU/dp422fTXiIE/s400/DSCN3460.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500689389490417986" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After 4 fun FILLED days, Gabe left me in Utah to go home to Arizona to pick up Texas.  I stayed and did my eyelash class and practised so I could pass it off before I went home.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In between my hours of lash practise, I managed to squeeze in some fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TEDDY'S SHOWER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My best friend for forever, Teddy, just happen to be in town the same time as me.  The best suprise.  We both had no idea the other was going to Utah.  I have to say that she is the cutest little pregnant girl I have ever seen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZf2dePUOI/AAAAAAAABNM/zUQLo3oj_HM/s1600/DSCN3467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZf2dePUOI/AAAAAAAABNM/zUQLo3oj_HM/s400/DSCN3467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500689384108675298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so fun to go to her shower and see her family whom I haven't seen in so long.  This is my second family, so I was so excited to see them.  It was also so fun to get together with my girlfriends, to just go on a walk and chat way late into the night.  I really have the best girlfriends... I miss you chicas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZewX6cC6I/AAAAAAAABNE/WiXR2ON52Uo/s1600/DSCN3469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZewX6cC6I/AAAAAAAABNE/WiXR2ON52Uo/s400/DSCN3469.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500688180025494434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My second cute mom, Eileen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZevz8cqsI/AAAAAAAABM8/7frWUAUK8GQ/s1600/DSCN3470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZevz8cqsI/AAAAAAAABM8/7frWUAUK8GQ/s400/DSCN3470.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500688170370247362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't she the cutest?!  I can't wait for the little gal to come!  I just really wish I could be there... Give her a kiss from Auntie Abby, k Tedds?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZevQntmUI/AAAAAAAABM0/6nZNKrn7swc/s1600/DSCN3471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZevQntmUI/AAAAAAAABM0/6nZNKrn7swc/s400/DSCN3471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500688160888035650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE PAUL MCCARTNY CONCERT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents got some awesome tickets to the Paul McCartney concert, so the four of us went.  I do have to say, I have been to my good share of good concerts.... Keith Urban, Rascall Flats, N'sync (4 times), BSB, Black Eyed Peas, and U2 are some... but Paul McCartney topped the charts.  I have never been to such an awesome concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still can't believe I saw a real beatle in real life... pretty awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laur and I were pretty excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZdSc2ShpI/AAAAAAAABMs/01lWBGTLUP0/s400/DSCN3473.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500686566442567314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What an amazing performer.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZa-HWQ8YI/AAAAAAAABMI/SyRnng8-O-M/s1600/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZa-HWQ8YI/AAAAAAAABMI/SyRnng8-O-M/s400/DSC00272.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500684018050462082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was pretty awesome to see my parents enjoying the Beatles songs.  We grew up listening to the Beatles because of my parents.  My parents are hippies at heart.  I love it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZa9q457yI/AAAAAAAABMA/HclADqgoRz8/s1600/DSCN3489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZa9q457yI/AAAAAAAABMA/HclADqgoRz8/s400/DSCN3489.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500684010411126562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had really good floor seats.  This scene later turned into a dance floor.  All these old folks behind us... had some dance moves you've never seen.  It was like they were teenagers again. Great people watching...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZa9DFsS1I/AAAAAAAABL4/R2rDN7fmXRc/s1600/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZa9DFsS1I/AAAAAAAABL4/R2rDN7fmXRc/s400/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500683999727340370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And these two guys that sat in front of us... won the people watching award.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They loved the Beatles and knew the words to every song.  When Paul started a new song, you would think it was christmas for these two. They were so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Winners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZa8WhYaPI/AAAAAAAABLw/1QZ_8hXk1pA/s1600/DSCN3502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZa8WhYaPI/AAAAAAAABLw/1QZ_8hXk1pA/s400/DSCN3502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500683987763882226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously.  We were that close.  Yes, let me remind you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is a real Beatle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZY219dXkI/AAAAAAAABLo/4XsVAsXyGno/s1600/DSCN3487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZY219dXkI/AAAAAAAABLo/4XsVAsXyGno/s400/DSCN3487.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500681694100676162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this is when he was playing, "HEY JUDE"... i love that song.  I fell even more in love when he played it and everyone sang along.  I decided I wanted to name one of my sons "Jude". Ya, Gabe didn't really go for that... In fact he is completely against it. It looks like there's no hope for little Jude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZY2d6fQNI/AAAAAAAABLg/ysofcxi5Gvo/s1600/DSCN3496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZY2d6fQNI/AAAAAAAABLg/ysofcxi5Gvo/s400/DSCN3496.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500681687645765842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some pretty sweet fireworks goin' on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZY2LMroOI/AAAAAAAABLY/6Rhj8Sa_7hE/s1600/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZY2LMroOI/AAAAAAAABLY/6Rhj8Sa_7hE/s400/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500681682621800674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Let it be..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZXvuTK5AI/AAAAAAAABLQ/OL7b3ID_A28/s1600/DSC00282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZXvuTK5AI/AAAAAAAABLQ/OL7b3ID_A28/s400/DSC00282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500680472273544194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had an awesome time!  Thank you mom and dad... unforgetable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZXvKubsCI/AAAAAAAABLI/k8JCld_qp9o/s1600/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZXvKubsCI/AAAAAAAABLI/k8JCld_qp9o/s400/DSC00294.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500680462724214818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The rest of the week I practised putting on eye lashes and meeting up with my girlfriends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yes, we went to TOP IT, the frozen yogurt joint down the way, an average of twice a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a fun trip to Utah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZXtvtXV4I/AAAAAAAABK4/XoqS25usOZ8/s1600/DSCN3517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZXtvtXV4I/AAAAAAAABK4/XoqS25usOZ8/s400/DSCN3517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500680438292109186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and I passed my eyelash class!  If you live in Phoenix and want beautiful eyelash extensions, let me know!&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/1963803748607932840-8322865743920196194?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/8322865743920196194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=8322865743920196194' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8322865743920196194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8322865743920196194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/08/utah.html' title='Utah!'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFZrmR-TSII/AAAAAAAABQM/dVQuZDkkaCM/s72-c/DSCN3383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-6371933228707414178</id><published>2010-07-13T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T12:54:05.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Independence Day!&lt;/div&gt;We loved our first 4th of July in Arizona. In fact we loved the first 4th of July Gabe and I have ever spent together.  We have known each other for 3 of them now, but have always been in different places when the 4th rolls around.  I have to say, I loved spending it with my husband best of all.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCk4L2QkI/AAAAAAAABKw/XlAJPlVvFF8/s1600/DSCN3359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCk4L2QkI/AAAAAAAABKw/XlAJPlVvFF8/s400/DSCN3359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493479584298320450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After our own little BBQ, Gabe and I headed up to Wet 'N Wild to see the fireworks.  We parked our truck out in the field, sat in the bed of the truck with our pillows and blanket and played cards. I felt like I was in a country song.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCkSANdrI/AAAAAAAABKo/CUz47DcLp-4/s1600/DSCN3360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCkSANdrI/AAAAAAAABKo/CUz47DcLp-4/s400/DSCN3360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493479574048962226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like a lucky girl sitting next to this guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCjxna2qI/AAAAAAAABKg/EgouxoUtH3A/s400/DSCN3362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493479565355047586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And nothin' like stealing a kiss under the fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCi1xjhQI/AAAAAAAABKQ/3FMKnfVr7Mo/s1600/DSCN3365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCi1xjhQI/AAAAAAAABKQ/3FMKnfVr7Mo/s400/DSCN3365.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493479549291431170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next night was the actual 4th of July.  We went and saw the fireworks with my cute friend Megan and her husband Devin.  Thank you for holdin' a spot for us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCO0Uh8NI/AAAAAAAABKI/bgyPyxK-9mM/s1600/DSCN3367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCO0Uh8NI/AAAAAAAABKI/bgyPyxK-9mM/s400/DSCN3367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493479205303873746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCOeK7VzI/AAAAAAAABKA/RLlJhxm_nZY/s1600/DSCN3373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCOeK7VzI/AAAAAAAABKA/RLlJhxm_nZY/s400/DSCN3373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493479199358015282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCNrKc7tI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KNuwgnBLdrw/s1600/DSCN3378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCNrKc7tI/AAAAAAAABJ4/KNuwgnBLdrw/s400/DSCN3378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493479185665814226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCNCGew7I/AAAAAAAABJw/OXQkemL9e2A/s1600/DSCN3377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCNCGew7I/AAAAAAAABJw/OXQkemL9e2A/s400/DSCN3377.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493479174643303346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Fourth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-6371933228707414178?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/6371933228707414178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=6371933228707414178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/6371933228707414178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/6371933228707414178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDzCk4L2QkI/AAAAAAAABKw/XlAJPlVvFF8/s72-c/DSCN3359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-8967758080185460764</id><published>2010-07-13T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T12:42:00.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We made it... Home in Arizona!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I haven't been on this thing forever! That's what happens when you move and don't set up the internet for a while! We're still working on that. For now we go to the library and sign up for internet time. I'm actually in Utah right now and had some down time, so I thought I'd share some pics from our move to Arizona...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole move from start to finish was quite the process! I still can't believe we got it all done.  I am truly amazed at Gabe and I and our skills to pack so so SO much stuff into one little one-bedroom apartment.  We had our things stuffed in every nook and cranny of that place. But we got it all out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy6NlEMQaI/AAAAAAAABJo/GoMEOdVO0BI/s1600/DSCN3321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy6NlEMQaI/AAAAAAAABJo/GoMEOdVO0BI/s400/DSCN3321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493470387935920546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We kept Tex entertained by letting him chew up all the cardboard boxes.  He had a hay day and later paid when he puked it all up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy6NAoN8vI/AAAAAAAABJg/EUt1EHqxbJQ/s1600/DSCN3322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy6NAoN8vI/AAAAAAAABJg/EUt1EHqxbJQ/s400/DSCN3322.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493470378154914546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had so much stuff to haul, but Gabe and I had so much help from the Elder's Quorum of both our wards.  The truck was loaded and ready to go in 20 min. flat! We were so grateful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy6MiYmDBI/AAAAAAAABJY/QQ9hHh5GABQ/s1600/DSCN3323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy6MiYmDBI/AAAAAAAABJY/QQ9hHh5GABQ/s400/DSCN3323.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493470370036321298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We said goodbye to our little Apt #2k.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy6L0V3dqI/AAAAAAAABJQ/UROmq6XaVx4/s1600/DSCN3328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy6L0V3dqI/AAAAAAAABJQ/UROmq6XaVx4/s400/DSCN3328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493470357676848802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although we joke about how we will NOT miss our little apartment, (which we won't) I'm so so glad we spent the first year and some of our marriage there.  We learned so much about life and love in those walls.  I won't ever forget our time in beautiful Mission Viejo.  We were definately spoiled our first year.... Now on to starving student world!  (we can't wait!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So long Crazy Lady, weird iguana man, broken trees, leash laws, doggie bags, crazy neighbors, high rent, swimming pool full of kids and bacteria, and tow trucks... You may not be missed....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy51UOhvoI/AAAAAAAABIw/Qk6uCTypLFw/s400/DSCN3336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493469971099008642" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy52LZ-NrI/AAAAAAAABI4/K3A9Emb-JlI/s400/DSCN3334.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493469985910961842" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So long beautiful Mission Viejo, Sunny beach days, gorgeous weather, long walks to the park, beautiful drives to San Diego, awesome shopping, super fun six flags, cute little hays and colt, picnics at the beach, fun restaurants, the green belt on Retiro, the amazing dog beach, Dr. Allen's office, our friendly ward, and the four walls that housed our little family and made a home.   You will definitely be missed and in our hearts.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy52pN420I/AAAAAAAABJA/OxEsTFvTAlg/s400/DSCN3333.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493469993913342786" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe and I, one last shot in front of our own first little place.  Don't mind the fact that we look like bum cheeks who have been moving all night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy501UckOI/AAAAAAAABIo/DOKv4o-uA1M/s1600/DSCN3344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy501UckOI/AAAAAAAABIo/DOKv4o-uA1M/s400/DSCN3344.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493469962802335970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did it!  Adios California!  Our moving truck headed to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy5hVDDE-I/AAAAAAAABIY/8lFdbdq26Fk/s400/DSCN3346.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493469627721913314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arizona!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy5hxwdu_I/AAAAAAAABIg/0Y_c2FGvgE0/s1600/DSCN3345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy5hxwdu_I/AAAAAAAABIg/0Y_c2FGvgE0/s400/DSCN3345.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493469635428596722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I only looked back once to see this beautiful sunset in my rear view mirror.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy5gmnyE6I/AAAAAAAABIQ/kEoAVa63Rds/s1600/DSCN3349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy5gmnyE6I/AAAAAAAABIQ/kEoAVa63Rds/s400/DSCN3349.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493469615259521954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright so besides the fact that we were so so excited to get to Arizona, I personally counted the seconds that passed till we arrived.  You see, my air conditioner broke and I hadn't realized it.  I never really needed it while I was living in the most temperate place on the planet.  But as soon as we pulled out of Orange County, the heat wave sank into my car.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Tex was bugged.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy5gKmq6AI/AAAAAAAABII/X3ovZQh7CGk/s1600/DSCN3348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy5gKmq6AI/AAAAAAAABII/X3ovZQh7CGk/s400/DSCN3348.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493469607738664962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kid was miserable the whole time.  I just continued to drown Tex and I in water as we drove through the desert. Bless Gabe's heart.  He felt so bad, we would pull over to the side of the road and all sit in the truck to cool down.  Needless to say we survived.  It really wasn't all that bad, but I think these pictures of Texas are classic.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy5P9eZRTI/AAAAAAAABIA/tP141uQBqfA/s1600/DSCN3351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy5P9eZRTI/AAAAAAAABIA/tP141uQBqfA/s400/DSCN3351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493469329336386866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We finally made it home!  Isn't my kitchen adorable?  Or can you not see it from all the boxes?  I haven't taken pics of the finished project yet.  You're just going to have to wait... I know, you're dying from anticipation.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy5Pf7bMLI/AAAAAAAABH4/9P4v2kJjVYw/s1600/DSCN3354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy5Pf7bMLI/AAAAAAAABH4/9P4v2kJjVYw/s400/DSCN3354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493469321405083826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tex loves the new house!  He always running around  the back yard with a big smile on his face.  He loved the 4th of July too.  It's not every day Tex eats hot dogs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy5Oi5ZETI/AAAAAAAABHw/KUTw9ZNb0UE/s1600/DSCN3356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy5Oi5ZETI/AAAAAAAABHw/KUTw9ZNb0UE/s400/DSCN3356.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493469305021993266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy5ODYd3GI/AAAAAAAABHo/Cg_b3E7ewr0/s1600/DSCN3358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy5ODYd3GI/AAAAAAAABHo/Cg_b3E7ewr0/s400/DSCN3358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493469296562396258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had to fill up our little house with something... so Gabe and I spent the holiday looking for a couch.  We went to all the furniture places and could not find the right couch.  Finally we decided we were fatigued and headed to Costco for free samples and a slice of pizza.  We didn't get either.  But we did go home with a  couch for an awesome deal.  And we love it!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy46zzfmLI/AAAAAAAABHg/SU8D9vIbego/s1600/DSCN3379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy46zzfmLI/AAAAAAAABHg/SU8D9vIbego/s400/DSCN3379.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493468965963274418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's my amazing handy dandy man.  The guy could strap a boat on that truck with just some twine.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy46e5Sx0I/AAAAAAAABHY/-j1u4cbCoas/s1600/DSCN3381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy46e5Sx0I/AAAAAAAABHY/-j1u4cbCoas/s400/DSCN3381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493468960350455618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got it all in our truck and all set up at home.  We love it!  Pics to come!  But for the full effect your going to have to try it out... visitors welcome!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy45iel9AI/AAAAAAAABHQ/APy64MpeIHA/s1600/DSCN3382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy45iel9AI/AAAAAAAABHQ/APy64MpeIHA/s400/DSCN3382.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493468944132338690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a few days, we got pretty much settled in and enjoyed an awesome 3d of July BBQ.  We are loving Arizona and our new life in the heat!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy44wmDpWI/AAAAAAAABHI/uYU_owdg7I0/s1600/DSCN3355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy44wmDpWI/AAAAAAAABHI/uYU_owdg7I0/s400/DSCN3355.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493468930741871970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More pictures to come!&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/1963803748607932840-8967758080185460764?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/8967758080185460764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=8967758080185460764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8967758080185460764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8967758080185460764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-made-it-home-in-arizona.html' title='We made it... Home in Arizona!'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TDy6NlEMQaI/AAAAAAAABJo/GoMEOdVO0BI/s72-c/DSCN3321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-1604037698805557859</id><published>2010-06-17T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T15:20:54.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm... Burgers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to say, I had quite the birthday extravaganza.  I turned the ripe old age of 24.  Gabe was so sweet and made my birthday really into a birthday season.  I couldn't have picked a better way to spend my birthday night than with my cute husband and a burger.  I would honestly eat a hamburger everyday for the rest of my life.  Problem is that I prefer not to weigh 400 lbs.  But oh boy... we found quite the burger joint for my birthday.  The Counter, my new favorite "Posh hamburger".  Yes, I have different kinds of favorite hamburgers, ie: "Favorite fast food burger": Apollo, "Favorite restaurant burger": Fuddruckers, "Favorite classic burger": Hires, and "Favorite native to Cali burger": In 'n Out... Just to name a few.  Anywho... Check out this burger... Happy Birthday to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBqdbG-n78I/AAAAAAAABGY/RKbn-WoJ-vs/s400/DSCN3297.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483868585332305858" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loving it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBqdcL_ZcfI/AAAAAAAABGo/GYXHgxKzsIc/s1600/DSCN3296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBqdcL_ZcfI/AAAAAAAABGo/GYXHgxKzsIc/s400/DSCN3296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483868603857596914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cutie pie.... and check out his burger... about the size of a small teenager's head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBqdbQQW9kI/AAAAAAAABGg/n1EHEVIZGcU/s1600/DSCN3295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBqdbQQW9kI/AAAAAAAABGg/n1EHEVIZGcU/s400/DSCN3295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483868587822609986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you to all who made my birthday so special.  The cards, the phone calls, the FB posts, and the gifts.  Wow.  I felt like a rock star!  Thank you, Thank you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to continue growing old now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-1604037698805557859?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/1604037698805557859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=1604037698805557859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/1604037698805557859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/1604037698805557859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/06/mmmm-burgers.html' title='Mmmm... Burgers...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBqdbG-n78I/AAAAAAAABGY/RKbn-WoJ-vs/s72-c/DSCN3297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-2131161794508374753</id><published>2010-06-11T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T12:21:24.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DRUM ROLL PLEASE....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Warning.... another long one.... but pretty cool stuff.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow.  This post has been a long time coming.  At this point, I still can't believe this is all really happening.  This is for those of you who don't know... I'm pretty sure all of you that actually read our blog already know... Now I'm rambling... I'm just going to cut to the chase....  2 things most super duper exciting... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. In just 4 short years this handsome guy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBJNmO0IwVI/AAAAAAAABE4/SKREOz8HfR8/s400/102_2840.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481529015670456658" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;will be known as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Dr. Gabriel Valenzuela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That's right... Gabe got into Med School!!!! Which leads me to #2 on the list... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.  We bought a house and we are moving&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is right!  We are moving to Phoenix Arizona!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here goes the Story:&lt;/div&gt;When I first met Gabe, he was just finishing up his two degrees at the University of Utah. He had taken the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MCAT&lt;/span&gt; and started to apply to Medical Schools.  In the midst of all that, he was offered and awesome job for Anvil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Intl&lt;/span&gt;.  And we decided to jump on it.  We moved our bum cheeks to California and have been loving life.  Except that Gabe knew his passion was else where. About last September Gabe starting playing around with the idea of going back to school.  One night he called me from an out of town business trip and said, "I'm going to apply to podiatry school."  So we got to work.  What a project that was.  Thank heavens he had already started on the applications a year before... or we would still be filling things out.  But alas the application was done and off.  And then began the waiting game.  Many of you know exactly what I am talking about.  Well luckily it didn't last too long before we started to hear from schools. He was offered interviews to every podiatry school. Everyone wanted to meet and interview Gabe... (What a stud I married!)  Off to interviews he went... &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBKBZtKYWXI/AAAAAAAABFA/RM_o5F5rP8k/s400/DSCN2501_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481585975083161970" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He visited New York (where he got us those awesome shirts), Pennsylvania, Pomona California, Oakland California and got accepted to every school!  (Again... Stud right?)  But Arizona was very first on our list. First and foremost, AZ has an awesome podiatry program. It is also pretty close to family, and you can't beat the heat.  We are definitely sun bums.  But Arizona hadn't called yet.  We kept waiting and waiting (impatiently, might I add...)  When finally, it CAME!!!  The letter came to congratulate Gabe on being accepted to Midwestern University in Glendale, Arizona! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBJGSV8tC5I/AAAAAAAABEg/nP9MDi_InNU/s400/mwuseal+copy-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481520977406659474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; We were ecstatic!  We only told our family and friends because we were both still working and wanted to keep our jobs until we moved.  That was a long time to not talk about all of our adventurous plans!  And I was just bursting at the seams to tell everyone about my amazing husband.  But we kept working... and on the weekends we began visiting Arizona to look for a place to live...  We had been saving every penny in California,  thinking that if we were ever going to get into a house in Cali (which seems impossible with the outrageous prices here...) we would need to save, save, save.  Well, it paid off.  The home prices in Arizona are so awesome right now that we decided to try and buy.  And so our house hunting began. Yes, our many random trips to Arizona actually had some purpose behind them.  But along the way... We had some fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBKBaHloSNI/AAAAAAAABFI/KJUHNOWNgUc/s400/DSCN2651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481585982176774354" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We saw the Mesa Temple lights with Gabe's friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kreig&lt;/span&gt; and his cute wife Britany.  Kreig is also going to Podiatry school... only in California (Darn it, we're switching places! I would have loved it if we could have been in the same place!)  They then introduced us to his Dad... Our trusty realtor for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt; 6 months.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBKCC8VRloI/AAAAAAAABFo/_3lRXGf66sw/s400/DSCN2803.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481586683530024578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent Valentine's Day looking at houses and enjoy a LOVEly weekend together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBKBbCMvSOI/AAAAAAAABFY/7wlJNmjqSpU/s400/DSCN2993.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481585997910067426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went down on Easter weekend and enjoyed the amazing Easter Pageant at the temple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(A new Valenzuela Family tradition)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBKBagWFCRI/AAAAAAAABFQ/MWELxWe0ybk/s400/DSCN2992.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481585988822436114" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a few hours of looking at houses, we soaked up the sun next to the pool... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBKBbRzPtKI/AAAAAAAABFg/GxRwzGsIEM4/s400/DSCN3048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481586002098107554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;And we looked at house after house after house to try and find our home.  We thought there were a couple that were "ours" but turned out not to be... But then we found it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; And we bought it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; And I absolutely love it and cannot wait to get there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here it is... Our new home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBKGfeNA1nI/AAAAAAAABGI/RcR5jXS7azY/s1600/DSCN3263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBKGfeNA1nI/AAAAAAAABGI/RcR5jXS7azY/s400/DSCN3263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481591571705026162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't it darling?!  I love it!  And I love the palm trees!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBJGjdLrPGI/AAAAAAAABEo/sVnNzraz3AI/s400/DSCN3138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481521271406279778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;This was the first night we looked at it.. Funny story.  (maybe on another marathon post)  But our realtor showed it to us at 10:45 at night.  We knew we had to have it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBKGfJUxmLI/AAAAAAAABGA/aO40TwTFON8/s1600/DSCN3267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBKGfJUxmLI/AAAAAAAABGA/aO40TwTFON8/s400/DSCN3267.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481591566100437170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some pics of our home's scenery.  Like I said, I love the palm trees.  A little piece of Cali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBKGdcSnONI/AAAAAAAABFw/p3kqdwL11Cc/s400/DSCN3274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481591536831903954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;I've already fallen in love with my flowers.  I am a terrible gardener though.  Lets hope they stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBKGevx3TGI/AAAAAAAABF4/3tA9ZbluOJg/s400/DSCN3268.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481591559243123810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here is a picture of Gabe's new second home:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Midwestern University!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBJGSKAOpVI/AAAAAAAABEY/AugMVjPbIDM/s1600/OST1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBJGSKAOpVI/AAAAAAAABEY/AugMVjPbIDM/s400/OST1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481520974200218962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot wait for our new and upcoming adventures.  And I cannot say enough how proud I am of my husband.  He is such an amazing example to me of hard work and perseverance.  I know he is going to do awesome in school and will be an amazing Doctor someday!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish us luck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; On June 30th, the sun will rise for us here in California,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBJGRnrZXWI/AAAAAAAABEQ/9fKnKqpCtdI/s1600/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBJGRnrZXWI/AAAAAAAABEQ/9fKnKqpCtdI/s400/Sunset.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481520964986035554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And set in Arizona!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBJGRcoiM8I/AAAAAAAABEI/zp22wBmYsiA/s1600/Arizona2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBJGRcoiM8I/AAAAAAAABEI/zp22wBmYsiA/s400/Arizona2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481520962021241794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are so excited!&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/1963803748607932840-2131161794508374753?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/2131161794508374753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=2131161794508374753' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/2131161794508374753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/2131161794508374753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/06/drum-roll-please.html' title='DRUM ROLL PLEASE....'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TBJNmO0IwVI/AAAAAAAABE4/SKREOz8HfR8/s72-c/102_2840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-2641726245861684734</id><published>2010-06-08T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T08:39:43.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY!                                          from the  valenzuela's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beware:  This is a long one, but full of pictures, so go on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Memorial Day!  It was quite a full weekend here at the Valenzuela home.  It was one event after another.  Wes Graduated from Dental School, My parents and Grandparents came into town, we headed to the beach, and ate some yummy yummy food!  And yes, I picture documented the entire thing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-tRybPfUI/AAAAAAAABD4/i_3Ypxw-3J8/s1600/DSCN3192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-tRybPfUI/AAAAAAAABD4/i_3Ypxw-3J8/s400/DSCN3192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480789792638598466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the memorial day occasion, Gabe brought home some Memorial day flowers.  It made my whole week... What a sweetheart!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-tRHSI2MI/AAAAAAAABDw/AqBdeyAqxcw/s1600/DSCN3195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-tRHSI2MI/AAAAAAAABDw/AqBdeyAqxcw/s400/DSCN3195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480789781057689794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the Sunday before Memorial Day, My (Really cool) older brother Wes graduated from Dental School.  What an awesome accomplishment. We headed up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Loma&lt;/span&gt; Linda for the graduation extravaganza.... We had to fill up on Diet Pepsi to sustain us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-sGxLqSoI/AAAAAAAABDo/4Z6w_dw9Oi0/s1600/DSCN3197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-sGxLqSoI/AAAAAAAABDo/4Z6w_dw9Oi0/s400/DSCN3197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480788503814621826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cute Grammy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grampa&lt;/span&gt; Yates made the trek to Cali for the Event.  My Grandpa Yates is also a dentist.  He is still practising today and is an amazing dentist.  My brother pulled some strings and was able to get my Grandpa in the Cap and Gown to award my brother with his Diploma.  I love this picture.  Following in his footsteps...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-sGHOFloI/AAAAAAAABDg/3cLIP3Cnys8/s1600/DSCN3199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-sGHOFloI/AAAAAAAABDg/3cLIP3Cnys8/s400/DSCN3199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480788492550510210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dental Hands at work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-sFtUNq7I/AAAAAAAABDY/KvQelog2pMg/s1600/DSCN3201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-sFtUNq7I/AAAAAAAABDY/KvQelog2pMg/s400/DSCN3201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480788485596883890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While saving seats for hours... I was able to snap some good shots with the men of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-sEPHoinI/AAAAAAAABDQ/z_GZZ1fvfGc/s1600/DSCN3202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-sEPHoinI/AAAAAAAABDQ/z_GZZ1fvfGc/s400/DSCN3202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480788460311186034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-rG6MHZLI/AAAAAAAABDI/7jwKho7JCzA/s1600/DSCN3204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-rG6MHZLI/AAAAAAAABDI/7jwKho7JCzA/s400/DSCN3204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480787406720820402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-rGYgGN3I/AAAAAAAABDA/RvSleHyo7Ak/s1600/DSCN3203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-rGYgGN3I/AAAAAAAABDA/RvSleHyo7Ak/s400/DSCN3203.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480787397677823858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doctor Yates D.D.S and Doctor Spencer D.D.S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-rF_vvqiI/AAAAAAAABC4/ORPZsPiYOEY/s1600/DSCN3205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-rF_vvqiI/AAAAAAAABC4/ORPZsPiYOEY/s400/DSCN3205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480787391032568354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-rFZHIzvI/AAAAAAAABCw/yuhtvwestXo/s1600/DSCN3206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-rFZHIzvI/AAAAAAAABCw/yuhtvwestXo/s400/DSCN3206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480787380661702386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wes took on the awesome roll of Class President all 4 years of school.  His reward? He spoke at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;graduation&lt;/span&gt; and gave an awesome talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-qQTs4fYI/AAAAAAAABCo/GItJYfCaT4A/s1600/DSCN3211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-qQTs4fYI/AAAAAAAABCo/GItJYfCaT4A/s400/DSCN3211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480786468676337026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I absolutely love this picture!  It was right after Weston's name was called and My Grandpa gave him his diploma.  I didn't even know I captured such an awesome moment.  I was too busy being white trash and screaming Weston's name at the top of my lungs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-qPsW73tI/AAAAAAAABCg/WIrfqAohjLM/s1600/DSCN3212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-qPsW73tI/AAAAAAAABCg/WIrfqAohjLM/s400/DSCN3212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480786458115301074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During the rest of the two hours of name calling, I entertained myself by snapping photos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papa Steve...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-qNttbtfI/AAAAAAAABCY/9V3W0mZ3RqU/s1600/DSCN3207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-qNttbtfI/AAAAAAAABCY/9V3W0mZ3RqU/s400/DSCN3207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480786424118359538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-qNKiUveI/AAAAAAAABCQ/cwxYJUNtIqU/s1600/DSCN3208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-qNKiUveI/AAAAAAAABCQ/cwxYJUNtIqU/s400/DSCN3208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480786414676524514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grammy&lt;/span&gt; and mom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-pMWNyaxI/AAAAAAAABCI/fKN_A4yUQdw/s1600/DSCN3213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-pMWNyaxI/AAAAAAAABCI/fKN_A4yUQdw/s400/DSCN3213.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480785301120117522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Colty&lt;/span&gt; and Gabe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe was put in charge of entertaining &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm glad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Colty&lt;/span&gt; was there to entertain Gabe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-pLK8n-yI/AAAAAAAABB4/pf2jpD_GvwU/s400/DSCN3218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480785280915471138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-pL-CqVnI/AAAAAAAABCA/kheFFY-VfRQ/s400/DSCN3219.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480785294630999666" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hays entertained herself as well... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-pKZlo2mI/AAAAAAAABBw/cdAhn2-gN08/s1600/DSCN3220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-pKZlo2mI/AAAAAAAABBw/cdAhn2-gN08/s400/DSCN3220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480785267665721954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congrats Dr. Spencer!  You did it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7stR3Qg_I/AAAAAAAABBo/JK49qs3Bb3w/s1600/DSCN3223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7stR3Qg_I/AAAAAAAABBo/JK49qs3Bb3w/s400/DSCN3223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480578059189912562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course the awesome family shots after the ceremony...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7ss3yN0XI/AAAAAAAABBg/RmUdTpJ2bj0/s1600/DSCN3222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7ss3yN0XI/AAAAAAAABBg/RmUdTpJ2bj0/s400/DSCN3222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480578052189442418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7ssVdCfuI/AAAAAAAABBY/jN_bXJignOY/s1600/DSCN3226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7ssVdCfuI/AAAAAAAABBY/jN_bXJignOY/s400/DSCN3226.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480578042973814498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're so proud of you Wes!  And you too Ash!  What a cute family you have!  Can't wait to hear about all your upcoming adventures! (Hailey looks so happy in this one.  Good thing Mckenna is there to liven things up a bit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7sr1UyYaI/AAAAAAAABBQ/UlAoIL7a7ok/s1600/DSCN3228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7sr1UyYaI/AAAAAAAABBQ/UlAoIL7a7ok/s400/DSCN3228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480578034349269410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Memorial Day, My parents headed down to Orange County to spend the day with us.  We took them to our favorite part of our backyard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Beach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7sJ33jJeI/AAAAAAAABBI/CrquUBCoQis/s1600/DSCN3230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7sJ33jJeI/AAAAAAAABBI/CrquUBCoQis/s400/DSCN3230.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480577450916390370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent the day relaxing, throwing the football, reading magazines and people watching the other hundreds of people that had the same awesome beach idea as us.  It was such a fun day.  We are so lucky to have the beach so close!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7sJVWDikI/AAAAAAAABBA/nwOM_dX66EE/s1600/DSCN3233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7sJVWDikI/AAAAAAAABBA/nwOM_dX66EE/s400/DSCN3233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480577441649101378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afterwards, we freshened up and took them to our favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;, Tortilla Flats.  You really can't beat it.  Eating chips and Salsa and looking out from the patio to beautiful Mission &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Viejo&lt;/span&gt; Lake.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7reaKimOI/AAAAAAAABAw/r1JoH4q2NT4/s1600/DSCN3242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7reaKimOI/AAAAAAAABAw/r1JoH4q2NT4/s400/DSCN3242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480576704208607458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7rdafZW_I/AAAAAAAABAo/qZEMoZU0Bvs/s1600/DSCN3247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7rdafZW_I/AAAAAAAABAo/qZEMoZU0Bvs/s400/DSCN3247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480576687116213234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7rcvUDSVI/AAAAAAAABAg/3XxHWaCXlII/s1600/DSCN3245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7rcvUDSVI/AAAAAAAABAg/3XxHWaCXlII/s400/DSCN3245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480576675525904722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7rcEZqB7I/AAAAAAAABAY/BtUh2urA1ok/s1600/DSCN3248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7rcEZqB7I/AAAAAAAABAY/BtUh2urA1ok/s400/DSCN3248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480576664006690738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ate good food and enjoyed good company.  We even celebrated my birthday a little early with fried ice cream.  My favorite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7qzSHUeLI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ZO-m56dsKfg/s1600/DSCN3255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7qzSHUeLI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ZO-m56dsKfg/s400/DSCN3255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480575963313240242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Mom and Dad for coming to visit us!  It was so fun!  (And too short!)  We loved having you down!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7qy7dqLiI/AAAAAAAABAI/lTVLVNFw8fI/s1600/DSCN3258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7qy7dqLiI/AAAAAAAABAI/lTVLVNFw8fI/s400/DSCN3258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480575957232922146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I love this guy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Memorial Day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ya'll&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7qyY1soII/AAAAAAAABAA/C3x3Of6sxlQ/s1600/DSCN3257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA7qyY1soII/AAAAAAAABAA/C3x3Of6sxlQ/s400/DSCN3257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480575947938504834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-2641726245861684734?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/2641726245861684734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=2641726245861684734' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/2641726245861684734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/2641726245861684734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY!                                          from the  valenzuela&apos;s!'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TA-tRybPfUI/AAAAAAAABD4/i_3Ypxw-3J8/s72-c/DSCN3192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-159126479786457339</id><published>2010-05-28T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T07:52:38.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the sun....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BRING ON THE BBQ!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually, the sun here in California shines most of the time, but I thought it a clever title.  Really though, according to... Me, summer starts on Memorial day, and that is just around the corner.  We thought it would be appropriate to do some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Barbecuing with our favorite California residents, my brother Wes, his cute wife Ash, and their little kidlets.  We thought we needed to do something fun together before the summer gets too crazy!  It was so fun!  We brought our large kidlet with us, and Hailey and Texas had a blast!  They were like two peas in a pod.  Texas followed Hailey wherever she went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This could be my all time favorite picture....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S__UEv8igyI/AAAAAAAAA_w/dpuRQkD5B-o/s400/DSCN3184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476328849960764194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Texas was a good sport when he became the horse attached to hailey's buggy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S__UECRIJGI/AAAAAAAAA_o/DBxfjyMMayc/s400/DSCN3183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476328837699085410" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S__UDoVi2wI/AAAAAAAAA_g/2SywqcaeEsU/s400/DSCN3182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476328830738291458" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He did get jealous though when Gabe payed more attention to Hailey than to him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S__UDYacJJI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/yNfo0dO9Y6A/s400/DSCN3187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476328826463855762" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hailey hurt her foot... So Gabe thought the best way to fix it was to turn the girl upside down.  It actually seemed to fix the problem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S__Sc_UsWmI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/NAWx7gCkNvE/s400/DSCN3188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476327067382209122" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe was sittin' back enjoying the sunshine, with a piece of grass in his mouth.  (That's the way Cowboys relax in the sunshine...)  So Hays saw this and with out words, stuck the grass in her mouth too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S__Sb2EXkOI/AAAAAAAAA_A/tqdC7wnlmfU/s400/DSCN3190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476327047717949666" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's a little Cowgirl in training.  ( I love the horsie shirt Hays!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S__ScYPhSEI/AAAAAAAAA_I/PR65mMtY5Zw/s400/DSCN3189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476327056891529282" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of Course.  Whenever we Spencer girls get anywhere near Hailey, we stick a camera in her face.  We've done it since she was born.  I'm not sure if it has anything to do with the first grandbaby on our side... but I can't seem to kick the habit.  So here it is, the many faces of Hailey and Abby:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S__UFK7D_YI/AAAAAAAAA_4/MjDA1bIX7Xk/s1600/F28BE55A-2EF7-1105-5205-3814E6D3C803wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S__UFK7D_YI/AAAAAAAAA_4/MjDA1bIX7Xk/s400/F28BE55A-2EF7-1105-5205-3814E6D3C803wallpaper.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476328857202326914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so fun Wes and Ash!  Thank you for having us over!  As I was going through my pics, I didn't see that I got any of you guys or Colty... I am bummed!  But... We can't wait to see you guys on Sunday for Weston's Graduation.  I'm sure there will be a few pictures taken on that occasion!&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/1963803748607932840-159126479786457339?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/159126479786457339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=159126479786457339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/159126479786457339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/159126479786457339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/05/here-comes-sun.html' title='Here comes the sun....'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S__UEv8igyI/AAAAAAAAA_w/dpuRQkD5B-o/s72-c/DSCN3184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-866312884638068886</id><published>2010-05-23T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:44:48.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The smile that keeps me together...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_nudK9gzJI/AAAAAAAAA-0/RJOUKPoLa2Y/s1600/DSCN3148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_nudK9gzJI/AAAAAAAAA-0/RJOUKPoLa2Y/s400/DSCN3148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474669006971522194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_nproreXRI/AAAAAAAAA-c/NzQuGHBDavQ/s400/DSCN3170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474663757908958482" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HELLO BLOGGING WORLD!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Gabriel, I don't think we've met but it is definitely a pleasure.  I just wanted to take a quick moment of your time to do a little bragging... you see MY WIFE IS TOTALLY AWESOME! (I'm sure you already knew that... but I just like to say it out loud!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little post is to congratulate ABBY for EARNING an "A" in her extremely difficult college Biology class.  You see Abby is pretty freaking talented, let me explain:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Abby is a ROCKSTAR of a dental assistant... she's California RDA certified and has about 60 years of experience (its kind of a family thing...I think she has the teeth cleaning-whitening-fixing-filling gene.  I'm sure they'll discover it soon.) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Abby also is a Cosmetology graduate, she gives some great haircuts and works wonders with hair up-do's... (something I had no idea about...I have all brothers...but she sure keeps me looking nice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now after all that... Abby wants to add to her resume... and maybe you know like...GO TO NURSING SCHOOL.  (Prob because every time I go anywhere with the boys I come home bleeding and swollen...ha ha) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the first step of getting in to Nursing are the required classes, the big BIOLOGY 120... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I was a little worried about this one, I know Universities use this class as a "weeder" class to skim the fat off the "health care" wanna-bee class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; It was quite the ordeal, we had to fudge the residency dates, petition to add her to the class (good thing she's super HOTT and had a male professor...), and get the boss lady to let her leave early 2 days a week.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, she did it all, missed only like one lecture, only cried a couple of times, and really learned the material- (nothing like discussing--in detail--the reproductive cycle with the girl I'll be reproducing with!) jk... that one may have went too far sorry... :D.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;!!!!ANYWAYS SHE ACE'D THE CLASS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby is completely legit (new phrase i picked up in the OC) and I think the world should know.  She's so freaking talented... there's nothing she can't do, (besides proof read for errors--jk).   I'm such a lucky guy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to you ABBY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CONGRATS ON YOUR "A!"  I love you!  You'll always be my sunshine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well she just made me an amazing Tilapia-rice-veggie, candle-light dinner.... with a Brownie for an appetizer (my life ROCKS!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GABRIEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_nrHnHinuI/AAAAAAAAA-s/XUkupARP2c4/s400/DSCN3187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474665338037772002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. I took that class and only got an A-... she's even smarter than me! (I love this picture... Hailey hurt her foot, Texas is Jealous... I usually hang him upside down... my life is outrageous! jk..)&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/1963803748607932840-866312884638068886?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/866312884638068886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=866312884638068886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/866312884638068886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/866312884638068886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/05/smile-that-keeps-me-together.html' title='The smile that keeps me together...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_nudK9gzJI/AAAAAAAAA-0/RJOUKPoLa2Y/s72-c/DSCN3148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-5922268020380427830</id><published>2010-05-20T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T15:44:31.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Love of the Game...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_WytuKMBfI/AAAAAAAAA9s/vbul-y2Bdqc/s400/DSCN3161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473477420693325298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On Tuesday night Gabe and I got some Awesome Tickets to the Dodgers game!  Thank you Jon and Mckelle!!!! After work, we headed toward the beautiful city of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_Ww9puA2tI/AAAAAAAAA9k/ZEGNYPUOTrg/s400/dodgers4.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473475495356062418" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We obviously had a lot of time to sit in traffic and make some good conversation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  They call Baseball, "America's Favorite Past time", and for me, that is exactly what baseball means to me. Back in early May of 2008, Gabe and my relationship had just started to really bloom.  We had just barely told each other the "L" word, and we really jumped into it, when I invited Gabe and his little brother Roman to join my friends and I on a trip back to Ecuador.  We decided to drive to LAX, and since we got there about 12 hours early, we hit up a Dodger's game.  We sat at the top of the bleachers, and peered down at the little guys on the field, throwing around what looked like a baseball. I remember sitting next to Gabe and getting all those first butterflies.  What an exciting time, falling in love and watching Baseball.  Later that year we went to lots of baseball games, and Gabe even proposed on the jumbo tron...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what did Gabe and I talk about during the 2 hour drive to L.A.?...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_Ww8mbvG4I/AAAAAAAAA9M/RZHCF-nriIg/s400/57F0DEBE-3013-8E00-8D53-3BCE45606E4Ewallpaper.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473475477294226306" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course I reminisced and Gabe was so sweet to humor me and listen to me point things out that I remembered from our first time together in the Dodger Stadium!  We had so much fun! And we were a little closer to the action this time.  That's right.  Those right there of the bum cheeks of Manny Ramirez.  I have never sat close and I was super excited about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_Ww9dKttbI/AAAAAAAAA9c/RvaBOqCmVac/s400/DSCN3160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473475491986781618" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, I'm going to be honest... I'm a little torn.  Is it OK to be an Angel's fan and a Dodger's fan? For some reason, as I sat in the stadium and looked around, I felt like I really belonged there.  Maybe it was this calling my name....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_Ww9B6OtgI/AAAAAAAAA9U/DZ5oo9X0T68/s400/DSCN3155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473475484669883906" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that Fernando Valenzuela played there and that so many people still wear his jersey.  Gabe bought this shirt when we went the first time.  I accidentally shrunk it (not on purpose) in the dryer.  I just get to wear it now... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We loved the game, we talked the whole way home about how much fun we had.  I got those excited butterflies again.  Only this time, its because not only do I get to sit next to that handsome guy, but the name on the shirt belongs to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_W386YFP6I/AAAAAAAAA90/kYobIe6sjvo/s400/DSCN3156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473483179229003682" /&gt;GO DODGERS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gabe and abby VALENZUELA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-5922268020380427830?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/5922268020380427830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=5922268020380427830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/5922268020380427830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/5922268020380427830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/05/for-love-of-game.html' title='For the Love of the Game...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_WytuKMBfI/AAAAAAAAA9s/vbul-y2Bdqc/s72-c/DSCN3161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-3999504442819646564</id><published>2010-05-16T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T17:13:03.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Paula Deen,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_CD5nUd0HI/AAAAAAAAA8I/O8BJ-Ry-MCk/s400/6706paula-deen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472018573085757554" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Paula Deen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    Yesterday I went to the grocery store and saw Pot Roasts on sale.  Of course I picked me up the biggest one and headed home with no recipe in mind.  I showed my husband my find.  His mouth started to water.  He went straight to the trusty internet and googled recipe's for pot roasts.  Your picture appeared.  We clicked on a video and watched you in all your glory for 5 minutes create the "Harry Connick Jr. Pot Roast".  When the movie was over... Gabe turned to me and said, "I'm in love with Paula Deen."  Either he was serious, or he just really wanted me to make the recipe.  One thing entered my head. "At least he doesn't have very high expectations for the future."  Not to be rude or demeaning.  I was happy.  At least I know that in the future I can gain a few...10, 20, 30 pounds and my husband will still love me, as long as I can cook.  Good to know...     Then fear entered my head, fear that if I didn't learn to cook, (which I struggle with daily)  my husband may just leave me... for you... Paula Deen.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    And so... After church I got to work.  I rubbed the roast with your special spice, I seared the meat, and I pulled out the secret ingredient from my cupboard.  Well, not secret, the Red wine.  Gabe was given Red wine for Christmas a couple years ago from a Pipe Hanger Fabrication shop.  It has sat in our cupboard since and I had to explain when my mother came to town and gave me the odd look... you see, we're Mormon, and don't even have a cork puller-outer-thingy to open the darn bottle.  Don't worry, Gabe asked the girl next door and she glady helped us out with the puller-outer-thingy...  I added the rest of the ingredients, well I don't own worcestershire sauce, I'm hoping that's not that big of a deal.  I substitued A1... Don't judge me.  I'll get it next time... And then I stuck the whole thing in the oven.  3 hours... still waiting.  I shouldn't have started so late.  When I was done, my husband said, "I'm not in love with Paula Deen, I'm in love with Abby that cooks Paula Deen's recipe's".  Sorry for the disappointment, I think I'm gonna hold onto this guy.  Just as long as you keep putting your secrets online.  Good news is that you might still get him, just not in the same way.  He now wishes you were his Grandma.  "Imagine the Sunday Dinners", he says.  He said that every Christmas would be an "ON YEAR" if you were cooking for Christmas.  (I'm gonna give my mom and mother-in-law your christmas recipe book, they'd be mad if they lost us on Christmas... We're really fun.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you Paula Deen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Abby Valenzuela &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_CD5wQaVEI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Me6-HOEtRqY/s1600/pauladeen1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_CD5wQaVEI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Me6-HOEtRqY/s400/pauladeen1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472018575484671042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1963803748607932840-3999504442819646564?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/3999504442819646564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=3999504442819646564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/3999504442819646564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/3999504442819646564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-paula-deen.html' title='Dear Paula Deen,'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S_CD5nUd0HI/AAAAAAAAA8I/O8BJ-Ry-MCk/s72-c/6706paula-deen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-1275774503886087877</id><published>2010-05-16T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T01:21:37.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Women in Our Lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/DkUwh1YUMtE/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DkUwh1YUMtE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&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/DkUwh1YUMtE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I'm a little late.... but I just wanted to say Happy Mother's day to the wonderful women in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-1275774503886087877?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/1275774503886087877/comments/default' 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And I don't blame you if you don't read it... but I had to write it down.  It's too classic of a story not to remember!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Wow... What a day.  I am exhausted and here's why:&lt;div&gt;            The day started with loads of potential.  I woke up a little later than usual seeing as how my schedule at work has changed.  I had until 1 pm to relax, hit up the gym, take our Texas on a walk and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;leisurely&lt;/span&gt;  take my time to shower and get ready for the day.  Gabe was trying to get everything done before he headed off to Vegas to pick up a big truck he had to drive back for his company.  Gabe was at his desk, and even though he was working, it was nice to just have him in the other room.  The morning, needless to say was fabulous.  Ten o'clock rolled around.  Gabe got his final emails in and got all packed up, ready to go.  He was going to make some sales calls on the way to the airport.  He gave me a big kiss, and headed out... NOT SO FAST.  Not with out his keys.  He started to look.  Not soon after the beginning of his search, he engaged me in the hunt.  Within minutes, our house was turned upside down. Looking,  Looking, Looking.  The keys were no where!!!! NO Where to be found!  We knew they were in the house, we had used them the night before to get in.  But they were honestly not here.  We replayed the entire night, seriously, we acted it out.  Then Gabe re-inacted his walk with Texas, hoping maybe they'd fallen out of his sweatshirt.  They were gone.  What the heck?!!!  I've never been so frustrated.  And its not like its cheap to get a new key... about the cost of an American Bulldog puppy.... Finally we decided I would have to take him to the airport in the hoopdy... other wise known as the Corolla.  Only problem is, my car isn't registered.  You see, I actually took it in to the DMV, waited in line, only to find out I don't have the original Title.  I only have a copy and California hates copies.  So they sent me home, register-less, in search of a TITLE.  Of course, its no where to be found in this apartment... (seriously, how do you lose something in a one bedroom apartment?)  ((And how do you lose the original and retain a the copy?)) So I had to request a new one, from the Utah DMV, by way of the all American mail system.... I'm still waiting... I cross my fingers every time I get in my car and drive one mile to work every day, hoping my odds are slim of a cop actually catching in that one mile... but now, I had to take Gabe to the airport... 30 minutes away.  So about 5 minutes into the drive, we got pulled over... Really? Yes, really. By the police.  He said he pulled us over because one of us... was not wearing their seatbelt....and then obviously saw that the car was not registered.  We explained the whole bit to him and he actually felt some compassion toward the dorks in the hoopdy.  Contrary to popular belief, Nice people still do exist!  He only issued us a ticket for the seatbelt... CLICK IT OR TICKET!!! And sent us away.  I dropped Gabe at the airport and sat in bumper to bumper traffic the whole way to work.  Of course work was anything but usual.   Our Air condtioner was out of service, and because the ladies I work with think that ideal working conditions are about Arctic temperatures, we had the Air guy come out.  He got on the roof, changed the filter and then charged the doctor a pretty penny.  For some reason, Dr. A thinks that I look similar to the Air guy and that next time I could do that filter change in order to save a buck or two... hundred... Really?  So she sent me to the roof to see how its done.  Last time i checked, this was absolutely not in my job description.  I had to climb this insane ladder to the roof, weave my way in and out of gas lines, unscrew the huge box with a drill-a-ma-bobber, and then somehow manuver my way back down the ladder with out breaking my neck.  I risked my life in the name of cool air... Never again.  By the time I got to Biology, I was exhausted.  When I finally got back home, I tore the house apart again, suceeding in nothing.  It resulted in me, sitting on the couch, eating Captain Crunch and watching America's next top model.  With the sugar running through my veins, I regrouped and was back on the hunt.  3 minutes later... I found the keys, in the shoe hanger-holder thingy.... VICTORY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lessons learned.  God answers prayers. and I really love cereal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank heavens my day is over and my bed is calling my name.&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/1963803748607932840-886238455828081363?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/886238455828081363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=886238455828081363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/886238455828081363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/886238455828081363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/05/cars-keys-cops-and-cereal.html' title='Cars, Keys, cops... and cereal.'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S-uKHWiihnI/AAAAAAAAA70/tmCGjIaHSew/s72-c/keys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-6673250731278303553</id><published>2010-04-22T20:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T22:16:20.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is what happens... when you're not blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ESg75PuaI/AAAAAAAAA7s/nv7l6LzUc4o/s1600/DSCN1201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ESg75PuaI/AAAAAAAAA7s/nv7l6LzUc4o/s400/DSCN1201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463168180020033954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow!  I can't believe it's been a month since I last blogged!  Life is just flying by way faster than I can keep up with!  It's already been a month since Gabe's birthday... and get this.... It's been a year since Gabe and I moved to beautiful California!  Above is a picture of Gabe and I the day we moved down.  We were trying to find our way on the map... the map of thousands of confusing roads, streets, and freeways.  And here we are a year later... I haven't mastered the map yet, but I know where home is, and that's all that really matters right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it has been a fun month!  It started off with a trip to the San Diego Zoo with my Brother Wes, his cute wife Ash, and the most adorable niece and nephew on the planet! I've wanted to go the zoo since we moved down. But I couldn't convince Gabe to go walk around with huge Cali crowds to look at animals.  Thank Heavens my Brother had the same longing to go to the zoo, and invited me down!  What a fun Friday!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ERvqAUX_I/AAAAAAAAA7k/rFWW368EqUE/s1600/DSCN2894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ERvqAUX_I/AAAAAAAAA7k/rFWW368EqUE/s400/DSCN2894.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463167333404270578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I wish I was a three year old again, still fascinated by everything, and seeing the elephants is really the coolest thing in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ERvCAWaTI/AAAAAAAAA7c/8FIZmwnZ8-w/s400/DSCN2895.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463167322666985778" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ERuxViNCI/AAAAAAAAA7U/7znlh_-Pigo/s1600/DSCN2897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ERuxViNCI/AAAAAAAAA7U/7znlh_-Pigo/s400/DSCN2897.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463167318192436258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ERKv-oAaI/AAAAAAAAA7M/4sODjJn3l6A/s1600/DSCN2904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ERKv-oAaI/AAAAAAAAA7M/4sODjJn3l6A/s400/DSCN2904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463166699352621474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had such a fun day.  (Could have done with out the snake exhibit though...)   And seeing Hays make Colty laugh from wearing the tiger mask made my day. Driving back to Mission Viejo from San Diego was unreal.  The traffic was absolutely, positively outrageous... But this face made the whole trip completely worth it.... (I'm talking about Colton's)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ERKDdg_VI/AAAAAAAAA7E/EETXIq1aKQk/s1600/DSCN2918_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ERKDdg_VI/AAAAAAAAA7E/EETXIq1aKQk/s400/DSCN2918_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463166687402589522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for letting me join in on the zoo fun Wes and Ash!  I loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe and I found this awesome little restaurant that serves sandwiches, burgers and pizza's.  To be completely honest, I don't even remember the name... I was too busy munching my Cheese-steak sandwich to remember anything.  The whole place was decked to the max in Americana stuff!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ERJ6SmOlI/AAAAAAAAA68/79tV6kzIzf8/s1600/DSCN2979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ERJ6SmOlI/AAAAAAAAA68/79tV6kzIzf8/s400/DSCN2979.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463166684940876370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ERJVajr-I/AAAAAAAAA60/0XzqOWPS0yg/s1600/DSCN2980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ERJVajr-I/AAAAAAAAA60/0XzqOWPS0yg/s400/DSCN2980.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463166675042152418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a fabulous Easter Sunday.  We listened to the amazing words of the Prophet and felt the love from our Heavenly Father. We also got to see the Easter Pageant in Mesa, Arizona.  What an amazing program.  I have never seen anything like that before.  The life of our Savior came alive on stage.  It was fabulous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQrrA9z6I/AAAAAAAAA6s/EtB_xpRveZA/s1600/DSCN3048_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQrrA9z6I/AAAAAAAAA6s/EtB_xpRveZA/s400/DSCN3048_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463166165444317090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In one short year, Gabe and I have become quite the Angel's fans.  I especially love baseball season.  There is something about the spring air, the smell of hot dogs, the green grass and the roaring stadium.  I love it.  I always get a nostalgic feeling in a baseball stadium.  I can't help but always think back on one of the greatest night's of all time, when "ABIGAIL, WILL YOU MARRY ME?" flashed up on the big screen at the Bee's game.  Gabe's so sweet.  He takes the time to listen to me relive it  every baseball game we go to, while the other men around keep their eyes focused on the field.  One of the many reason's I said yes!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQq9rdoxI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Y9p4XHGYmAU/s1600/DSCN3068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQq9rdoxI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Y9p4XHGYmAU/s400/DSCN3068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463166153274532626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We of course had to eat our way through the stadium...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQqrKYEEI/AAAAAAAAA6c/HrryQiNpEIs/s1600/DSCN3060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQqrKYEEI/AAAAAAAAA6c/HrryQiNpEIs/s400/DSCN3060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463166148303917122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The foot longs and popcorn were especially tasty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQqCS2_AI/AAAAAAAAA6U/XXnbc3Am-eM/s1600/DSCN3061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQqCS2_AI/AAAAAAAAA6U/XXnbc3Am-eM/s400/DSCN3061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463166137333644290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I made an extra effort to even have Angel's colored flip flops and toes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQLIIPToI/AAAAAAAAA6M/H7goSnUMyBg/s1600/DSCN3070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQLIIPToI/AAAAAAAAA6M/H7goSnUMyBg/s400/DSCN3070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463165606323768962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully we'll spend some more beautiful nights in Anaheim, rooting for the Angels!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQKqNA0CI/AAAAAAAAA6E/USwJSCzo2kU/s1600/DSCN3077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQKqNA0CI/AAAAAAAAA6E/USwJSCzo2kU/s400/DSCN3077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463165598290726946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've also been enjoying this beautiful spring weather!  I found this little nature walk close to our house.  Texas and I loved it so much that the next day we brought Gabe along with us.  I love all these pictures of Texas on our little hike.  He always looks like Eeyore, but here he's smiling!  To be honest, I think he's panting because he's lazy and out of shape.  But to me, he looks like he's smiling.  So I'm gonna go with that!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQKXVEIdI/AAAAAAAAA58/yc5GSVFZEqU/s1600/DSCN3080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQKXVEIdI/AAAAAAAAA58/yc5GSVFZEqU/s400/DSCN3080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463165593224225234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My most favorite boys!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQJgK0lbI/AAAAAAAAA50/mmOeRZ1Y93U/s1600/DSCN3102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EQJgK0lbI/AAAAAAAAA50/mmOeRZ1Y93U/s400/DSCN3102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463165578417313202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EPnVWONwI/AAAAAAAAA5s/Kc8Pu7AHPtQ/s1600/DSCN3104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EPnVWONwI/AAAAAAAAA5s/Kc8Pu7AHPtQ/s400/DSCN3104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463164991396787970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the peace Garden along the path.  We had to take the picture fast before Texas starting investigating the area and ruined the peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EPmyrH87I/AAAAAAAAA5k/xa-TxhOunzQ/s1600/DSCN3083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EPmyrH87I/AAAAAAAAA5k/xa-TxhOunzQ/s400/DSCN3083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463164982089216946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hike/leisurely walk along the paved path got a little scary.... not really, but we don't look so tired with our eyes wide open like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EPmffZilI/AAAAAAAAA5c/htbgXdiNaA4/s1600/DSCN3107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EPmffZilI/AAAAAAAAA5c/htbgXdiNaA4/s400/DSCN3107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463164976939764306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can't beat a date night with the guy you love, an in-n-out burger, some french fries, a movie (coincidentally named "Date Night"), a tub, yes a tub of popcorn, a large diet coke... double re-fill, the IN-ability to fall asleep due to the double re-fill, watching dateline and 60 minutes into the wee hours of the morning, laughing out loud because you're so tired you can't sleep and then waiting in the parking lot for Coco's to open at 6:30 for breakfast.... mmmm. french toast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my most favorite Dates of all time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EPmNEHQgI/AAAAAAAAA5U/MWJMS_wchjQ/s1600/DSCN3100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9EPmNEHQgI/AAAAAAAAA5U/MWJMS_wchjQ/s400/DSCN3100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463164971993481730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you, but please, Slow Down.  Never Mind, I'll just start running.&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/1963803748607932840-6673250731278303553?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/6673250731278303553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=6673250731278303553' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/6673250731278303553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/6673250731278303553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-is-what-happens-when-youre-not.html' title='Life is what happens... when you&apos;re not blogging!'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S9ESg75PuaI/AAAAAAAAA7s/nv7l6LzUc4o/s72-c/DSCN1201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-8467764024132796280</id><published>2010-03-26T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T07:56:57.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big 2-7 Birthday Celebration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zCSqNtAmI/AAAAAAAAA5E/yme6fbj70XQ/s400/gabebirthday27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452946874664026722" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to my Handsome, Amazing Husband!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Week marked Gabe's 27th birthday, and it was quite the birthday extravaganza! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zCMpAeinI/AAAAAAAAA48/ehAq5DvMQO8/s400/DSCN2843.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452946771260902002" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe woke up on his birthday with balloons strategically placed all around the house and on his car.  (Much to Texas' dismay) Texas thought the balloons were predators and in an effort to protect us, at 5 a.m., barked and growled until the apartment complex all woke up.  I'm glad he's here... to protect us from the bad balloons.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zCMebm9_I/AAAAAAAAA40/ldvC1TaFEZM/s400/DSCN2844.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452946768421910514" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zCL5E6AlI/AAAAAAAAA4s/oGwa_kGlIlw/s400/DSCN2847_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452946758394577490" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After work that day Gabe and I headed down to the beach to eat some German Chocolate cake that I had made, (my first cake ever not from a box!  A milestone in my life for sure) And then watched the sunset. We sat on a blanket and drank Martinelli's, and enjoyed the most beautiful perfect sunset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zCLdGkNrI/AAAAAAAAA4k/dCDJHipru3E/s400/DSCN2849.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452946750885344946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zBrZvdYyI/AAAAAAAAA4c/ZW9I3Vx1t0U/s400/DSCN2852.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452946200227308322" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm pretty sure the sunset was made just for Gabe's birthday.  It was absolutely amazing.  We are so blessed to live in such a beautiful place.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zBq7hxvgI/AAAAAAAAA4U/nPt6rA8xFOQ/s400/DSCN2845.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452946192116858370" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We topped the evening off with a dinner fit for a KING.  We enjoyed a yummy fish, steak, and lobster dinner out on the patio.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zBqeFb6qI/AAAAAAAAA4M/mpUbKIkNgXs/s400/DSCN2863.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452946184213359266" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day marked St. Patty's day.  Gabe said he never liked his birthday right after St. Patrick's day.  I like to think that its my lucky day. I'm the luckiest girl in the world to be married to him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zBqNtk2GI/AAAAAAAAA4E/vt0DYEKugmM/s400/DSCN2866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452946179818313826" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To celebrate, we ate sandwiches out on our porch with green chips... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zBIg3TnZI/AAAAAAAAA38/Jogj6hBuizg/s400/DSCN2867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452945600843849106" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While Texas basked in the sun.  Far enough away from the balloons that they wouldn't eat him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zBIJcsBGI/AAAAAAAAA30/7-PHr3ZzHvU/s400/DSCN2871.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452945594558186594" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Thursday after work we made our way through the awesome LA traffic and picked up Gabe's mom from the airport.  It was so fun to have her in town!  She hasn't been down since we moved, and it was the perfect weekend!  The weather was amazing!  I wish we would have taken more pictures, but we were too busy shopping, eating at awesome restaurants, playing at the beach and chatting away!  It was so fun to have you down Janice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zAjbnTwZI/AAAAAAAAA3k/CBoA-AdsbWM/s400/DSCN2873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452944963779412370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday morning, we made our way down to the beautiful San Diego Temple.  What a perfect day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zAjLHrSkI/AAAAAAAAA3c/KW60KzzKayo/s400/DSCN2879.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452944959351769666" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zAimU7M_I/AAAAAAAAA3U/dK2Sr-wn3aU/s400/DSCN2880.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452944949475226610" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6y_6EZXH0I/AAAAAAAAA3M/uve2Apa5bsk/s400/DSCN2882.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452944253172260674" /&gt;Janice and I (and an old man) in front of the temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6y_5nb2v1I/AAAAAAAAA3E/o5DXkesIsu0/s400/DSCN2874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452944245398093650" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6y_5Z1f5LI/AAAAAAAAA28/bOWEH5JUkGc/s400/DSCN2893.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452944241747551410" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the end of her stay, we were in much need of some beach time.  Unfortunately the fog rolled in and covered the beach.  Texas got to run around for a little bit before we headed home.  And I was able to snap this awesome shot, one of my favorites... I love the beach!!! Thanks for coming Janice!  It was so fun to spend time with you!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zC4qcFpFI/AAAAAAAAA5M/9WpEhmaDLFo/s400/birhtdaydinner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452947527559390290" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe a year has past since this picture on Gabe's 26th birthday.  We have been on quite an adventure since then! It has been an awesome year, and I fall more in love with Gabe everyday. He is such an amazing person.  I was going to write 27 things I love about Gabe,I will spare you all the mushy gushy details.  He knows I love him more than anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you Gabe!  Happy 27th!  Here's to the you, and the next year. I can't wait for all the adventures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1963803748607932840-8467764024132796280?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/8467764024132796280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=8467764024132796280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8467764024132796280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8467764024132796280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/03/big-2-7-birthday-celebration.html' title='The Big 2-7 Birthday Celebration!'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S6zCSqNtAmI/AAAAAAAAA5E/yme6fbj70XQ/s72-c/gabebirthday27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-8723084750729588717</id><published>2010-03-06T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T23:55:34.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What March looks like to us...</title><content type='html'>In regards to our last post... yes. We found something to do with our Saturday.  Thank you Teddy for your comment on our last post.  We took your advise chica... and we hit the beach.  Texas loved it!  And he was even playing and fetching sticks in the water.  He also made friends with a big loving teddy bear rotwieller named Tyson. All the while Gabe and I ran around with Tex, sat back in our matching beach chairs and buried our feet in the sand.... it was the perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NSTX9-hUI/AAAAAAAAA2s/xg7KPHouL3A/s1600-h/beach+texas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NSTX9-hUI/AAAAAAAAA2s/xg7KPHouL3A/s400/beach+texas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445786867226019138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can never get sick of hanging out with this handsome guy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NR9IttKxI/AAAAAAAAA2c/wujYIWlgyYM/s1600-h/huntington.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NR9IttKxI/AAAAAAAAA2c/wujYIWlgyYM/s400/huntington.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445786485174119186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I certainly can never get enough of this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NSS_4fsiI/AAAAAAAAA2k/jPPy9vsEypA/s1600-h/huntington+beach+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NSS_4fsiI/AAAAAAAAA2k/jPPy9vsEypA/s400/huntington+beach+2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445786860760576546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love hanging out with this little dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NR8SYFNaI/AAAAAAAAA2U/taV-JtT_-4Q/s1600-h/girlsbestfriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NR8SYFNaI/AAAAAAAAA2U/taV-JtT_-4Q/s400/girlsbestfriend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445786470587905442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm glad these boys have each other.... to tire one another out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NR8OINX5I/AAAAAAAAA2M/exRKgZr-vnI/s1600-h/man%27s+best+friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NR8OINX5I/AAAAAAAAA2M/exRKgZr-vnI/s400/man%27s+best+friend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445786469447589778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NR79mq8eI/AAAAAAAAA2E/9NTsBLGS_Jc/s1600-h/DSCN2835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NR79mq8eI/AAAAAAAAA2E/9NTsBLGS_Jc/s400/DSCN2835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445786465011954146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothin' beats relaxing with your toes in the sand.  (or in Tex's case... your nose in the sand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NRWdTFAGI/AAAAAAAAA18/yFjjc819aOU/s1600-h/DSCN2841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NRWdTFAGI/AAAAAAAAA18/yFjjc819aOU/s400/DSCN2841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445785820684681314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his guilty face, after he dug a whole underneath my chair until the chair tipped over... Thank you buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NRV2g8QeI/AAAAAAAAA10/9EcKDvHUfv0/s1600-h/tex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NRV2g8QeI/AAAAAAAAA10/9EcKDvHUfv0/s400/tex.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445785810273845730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes my fellow Utah friends... we are officially as cool as you are.  We too can stuff our faces with Cafe Rio.  And stuff our faces we did.  They just opened a Cafe Rio in Lake Forest, just a few minutes from our house.  We've been there a couple times now and you really can't beat it.  I am forever hooked.  Thank You, Cafe Rio, for following Gabe and I to California.  We feel as if we can officially call it home, with you Cafe Rio, so close by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NRVa5oQSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/I54DfZxctuo/s1600-h/cafe_rio.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NRVa5oQSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/I54DfZxctuo/s400/cafe_rio.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445785802861199650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Opening of Cafe Rio in Lake Forest, CA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NRVBhIoMI/AAAAAAAAA1k/ssZkAQ4w7Q4/s1600-h/cafe_rio_open.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NRVBhIoMI/AAAAAAAAA1k/ssZkAQ4w7Q4/s400/cafe_rio_open.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445785796047577282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend also marked 2 years since Gabe and I met.  I know its silly to keep track of all that little stuff: the first time we met, our first date, the first kiss... but I do keep track.  And not the least bit shamed. &lt;br /&gt;On March 4, 2010, Gabe walked into class at the institute at the University of Utah, (lookin' all hott in his red sweatshirt and glasses) and changed my life forever.  After class, a quick bite to eat at Hire's Big H and a fun, comfortable conversion was the beginning of something amazing.  That night Gabe made me smile, he made me laugh, and he made me feel beautiful.  And I couldn't wait to see him again...&lt;br /&gt;Two years later,&lt;br /&gt;He still makes me smile, still makes me laugh, He still makes me feel beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;and I fall more in love with him everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the last two years... and to the next forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NVUEn1SKI/AAAAAAAAA20/3ieJUQQ6YkM/s1600-h/IMGP4502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NVUEn1SKI/AAAAAAAAA20/3ieJUQQ6YkM/s400/IMGP4502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445790177747617954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Gabe and Abby, Summer 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-8723084750729588717?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/8723084750729588717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=8723084750729588717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8723084750729588717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8723084750729588717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-march-looks-like-to-us.html' title='What March looks like to us...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S5NSTX9-hUI/AAAAAAAAA2s/xg7KPHouL3A/s72-c/beach+texas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-8726122128406344391</id><published>2010-03-01T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T08:41:19.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Show Must Go On....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S4vrK0Rhi-I/AAAAAAAAA1c/MKk_L4acIP4/s1600-h/DSCN2814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S4vrK0Rhi-I/AAAAAAAAA1c/MKk_L4acIP4/s400/DSCN2814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443703145670740962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little over two months ago, Gabe and I received a new calling in the ward.... Road Show Specialists.  When we attended the first meeting they asked everyone to introduce themselves.  Gabe stated, "We are the Valenzuela's.  We've been called as the Roadshow Specialists and we Specialize in nothing."  So True.  But we showed up anyway and every Tuesday and Saturday for the last 9 weeks we've been at the church singing and dancing.  It has been so fun!!!  We were put in charge of a group of 5 boys called they Greek Choir.  They were so awesome! I love working with the youth of the church.  They always remind me to joke, have fun, and not take life so seriously.  After 9 weeks of hard work, the kids from our ward and all the other wards in the stake performed their roadshows.  They performed Friday night for the parents and Saturday for all the kids.  After the shows were done, they had a huge pizza party and stake dance.  It was so fun and so different to me.  While growing up in Utah, Stake dances were so NOT cool!  But here in California, everyone comes and dances.  Gabe and I danced the night away! (well for an hour at least) We had an awesome time, and to be completely honest, I'm a little sad its over.  I don't know what we're going to do with ourselves on Saturday afternoons.  I'm sure we'll figure something to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S4vrKhfZc0I/AAAAAAAAA1U/kPKWewK9Ou8/s1600-h/DSCN2817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S4vrKhfZc0I/AAAAAAAAA1U/kPKWewK9Ou8/s400/DSCN2817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443703140628656962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S4vrKMUfh-I/AAAAAAAAA1M/iegUcazaX7Q/s1600-h/DSCN2815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S4vrKMUfh-I/AAAAAAAAA1M/iegUcazaX7Q/s400/DSCN2815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443703134945773538" 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/1963803748607932840-8726122128406344391?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/8726122128406344391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=8726122128406344391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8726122128406344391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8726122128406344391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/03/show-must-go-on.html' title='The Show Must Go On....'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S4vrK0Rhi-I/AAAAAAAAA1c/MKk_L4acIP4/s72-c/DSCN2814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-7547327210123419320</id><published>2010-02-17T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T01:11:20.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3zjoJW3yzI/AAAAAAAAA0s/KmUGmZdQb24/s400/xoxo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439472728802839346" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HappyValentine's day!!!! I absolutely loved Valentine's day when I was a little girl.  What a fun pink and red holiday it was.  I loved making sugar cookies with my mom and taking them to my grandparents house to leave on the doormat, doorbell ditch, and think for sure they would never find me. I loved making valentines boxes to take to school  for other kids to drop valentines into.  I loved trying to pick out the coolest valentine of my boxed cards to give to the boy I had a little crush on that year. I loved getting the valentine from "Guess who", I always knew it was grandma.  I loved love day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I grew older and into my college years, I experienced a couple Valentine's days as what some would call, "single awareness day".  Valentine's day seemed to have lost its sparkle.  On Feb. 14,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; 2008, my sister and I celebrated V-day with Sushi and a facial, boasting about how we didn't need a man on Valentine's day. (That was fun Laur!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two weeks later, into my life, walked Gabe Valenzuela, my Forever Valentine.  And all of a sudden, the sparkle came back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year for valentiene's, Gabe and I took a little trip to the east of Cali and hit the Sunshine in Arizona.  Gabe has a lot of Marriott points from all of his travels, so we decided to put some of them to good use. What a nice weekend it was, feeling the sun on my face and holding the hand of the guy I am head over heels in love with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We dropped Texas off at a little place called "Camp Bow Wow". What a fun place for him.  He loved it.  There were so many other dogs to play with and playgrounds to play on. And the cool thing is, you could watch him on the internet... (even though we didn't).  I felt like a mom, finally getting some time with my husband, with out the kids around... (is that terrible?)  We did miss the little guy though... that's him... can you see him on the t.v.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3z5fOzThZI/AAAAAAAAA1E/7e-6ZcgO7bc/s400/DSCN2759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439496764901262738" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We finally made it to the Marriott... I love Marriotts by the way.  Gabe had them send up Ice Cream and Diet Pepsi.  There's nothing better than eating ice cream in a big, clean, white, king sized bed, surrounded by pillows... I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3zjXu5aRjI/AAAAAAAAA0k/-qBYPqoBxhc/s400/DSCN2784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439472446822041138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were loving our treats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3zjXYPqNTI/AAAAAAAAA0c/c0k_lbvRhdM/s400/DSCN2786.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439472440741344562" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So judging by our last SuperBowl post, you would think I could lay off the food pics.  But I couldn't resist.  We went to the NUMMIEST resteraunt called Fajitas on Saturday night.  (Crashing the wedding didn't work out) ;) The table was so colorful, I had to take a picture.  Don't worry, I will spare you the picture at our valentine's lunch the next day after we stuffed ourselves full of Black Angus Steaks...&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3zjorxE37I/AAAAAAAAA00/yUtQM74tVVQ/s400/DSCN2793.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439472738039553970" /&gt;After dinner we went back and enjoyed the hot tub and the robes... another reason why Marriott wins.... The Robes.  I don't know what it is about wearing a robe in a hotel.  I feel so posh like I need to be in a movie or something. And yes, there are swimsuits under those awesome robes....&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3zjWyOA2RI/AAAAAAAAA0U/m0qXccPhOKU/s400/DSCN2796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439472430533892370" /&gt;On Valentine's day, Gabe and I became official Califorinians.... (I'm not sure that's a word.) We'd both been wanting some good flip flops and I found a Rainbow Sandals place near the beach that sells them for an awesome deal.  All the "locals" here own a pair of rainbows.  I didn't get what the big deal was... until now... Totally Comfy.  Pretty sure I haven't taken them off.  &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3zjWV6I8HI/AAAAAAAAA0M/b8qWUqwjEr8/s400/DSCN2797.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439472422934343794" /&gt;Gabe said "NO" to the foot picture, claiming he didn't want his Fred Flinstone foot to be posted on the internet.  I think his foot is cute and therefore... the posted picture of our new sandals.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3zjV3TBtvI/AAAAAAAAA0E/nk36Lh7wYHw/s400/DSCN2799.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439472414717228786" /&gt;The Ice bucket and the 10 second timer didn't act as the greatest photographer in the world.  But at least we got a pic together on Valentine's day.  Gabe looked so handsome.  My husband is hott.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3zh1h_4t9I/AAAAAAAAAz0/MneqfbfzwIM/s400/red+rose.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439470759732361170" /&gt;Gabe bought me a beautiful single red rose.  It was perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3zh2B3cYqI/AAAAAAAAAz8/SHir92lbTSo/s400/DSCN2800.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439470768286884514" /&gt;The whole weekend was simply amazing.  And the best part was that I got to spend every second for two whole days with my amazing husband, my sweetheart, my best friend.  I feel so lucky to be his valentine.  What an amazing man he is.  I am so in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3zh0vu53xI/AAAAAAAAAzk/uF_szoxY4A8/s400/my+love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439470746239360786" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope your Valentine's was filled with love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and Texas wanted to wish you all a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3zh1BTsgBI/AAAAAAAAAzs/JsuQDNB0yQk/s400/happy+love+day.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439470750957076498" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1963803748607932840-7547327210123419320?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/7547327210123419320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=7547327210123419320' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/7547327210123419320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/7547327210123419320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/02/love.html' title='L.O.V.E.'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3zjoJW3yzI/AAAAAAAAA0s/KmUGmZdQb24/s72-c/xoxo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-5482409870920477162</id><published>2010-02-08T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:46:07.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our awesome weekend....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a fun weekend and eventful weekend we had!  First off and foremost, I must say that I have got the coolest brother in the world!  Let me explain... This last Friday night Weston had his White Coat ceremony at Loma Linda, the dental school he's been attending for the last four years.  My mom and dad flew out for the occasion and we got to see Wes recieve his White Coat.  What a cool event it was.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As a little sister, I am one of Weston's biggest fans.  I've always looked up to Wes, and thought he was just the coolest.  Growing up behind him and going to the same schools, older kids along with coaches and teachers would always ask if I was Weston's little sister.  When I would proudly say, "Yes", they would always respond with a comment about how great he was, what a great athlete, or how lucky I was to have such a cool older brother.  I already knew that. I've always been proud to be his younger sister, but there have been a few moments that I have watched him and thought, "WOW, He is really amazing", and, "That's MY big brother"...   First was when he won the 4A state championship football game at Olympus High School.  I was only in 7th grade at the time, and ran onto the field, right after Wes had caught an interception in the last few seconds of the game. All of Olympus celebrated with the State Champions, including my brother.  I gave him a huge hug in his sweaty football gear, and felt so proud to be his little sister.  I bragged out my brother for years... (still bragging).  Secondly, when he gave his homecoming talk after he had served a full time mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints to Tokyo, Japan.  I listened in awe at the testimony he had gained, the love for the people of Tokyo and how in the world he learned to speak the crazy, insane Japanese language. And now on this night, I watched Wes from the Balcony of the Loma Linda Chapel and watched my older brother, the President of his class, hand out white coats to the rest of his class, and then finally heard the last name read: "President Weston Spencer." Once again those words entered my head: "That's MY big brother!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BcSC9JwnI/AAAAAAAAAys/vOT_xyQZQZg/s400/DSCN2746_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435946215336952434" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weston handing out the white coats to his class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BdDQEdcnI/AAAAAAAAAzU/SfcRTBO0ur8/s1600-h/DSCN2739_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BdDQEdcnI/AAAAAAAAAzU/SfcRTBO0ur8/s400/DSCN2739_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435947060670853746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After getting his name called,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BdB_CgpuI/AAAAAAAAAzM/j1C1wy38eto/s1600-h/DSCN2742_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BdB_CgpuI/AAAAAAAAAzM/j1C1wy38eto/s400/DSCN2742_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435947038919403234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And putting on his White Coat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BdBORfsmI/AAAAAAAAAzE/AuY3zanaBMw/s1600-h/DSCN2743_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BdBORfsmI/AAAAAAAAAzE/AuY3zanaBMw/s400/DSCN2743_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435947025828917858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dr. Weston Spencer D.D.S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BdARRIVDI/AAAAAAAAAy8/MEGc7QziKEA/s1600-h/DSCN2744_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BdARRIVDI/AAAAAAAAAy8/MEGc7QziKEA/s400/DSCN2744_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435947009452823602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congrats Wes!  Gabe and I are so proud of you, and so proud to be your little sister!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BcS8SZtgI/AAAAAAAAAy0/gFyC3rsGDEE/s1600-h/DSCN2745_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BcS8SZtgI/AAAAAAAAAy0/gFyC3rsGDEE/s400/DSCN2745_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435946230726899202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next night, Gabe and I busted open the Valentine's gift my mom and dad gave us.  An air popcorn popper.  We love it and keep popping bowls full of popcorn. Texas loves it too.  Some of the pieces don't make it in the bowl and fly onto the floor. Texas is then on clean up duty and loves the extra treats.  Thank you mom and dad!  It was so good to see you, even for a short little bit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BcRore29I/AAAAAAAAAyk/5mprJf1FPAU/s1600-h/DSCN2749_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BcRore29I/AAAAAAAAAyk/5mprJf1FPAU/s400/DSCN2749_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435946208283515858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY SUPERBOWL SUNDAY!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the super bowl!!! While growing up, I never really loved football, but my family would always gather at Grammy and Grampa's for a huge food extravaganza! I just loved getting together with everyone and munching on goodies all game.  As I got older, my love for football has grown, and now SuperBowl is just Super Fun!!! Since we live 10 hours away from Grammy's, we couldn't spend SuperBowl with the fam, so Gabe and I decided we would have our own little party, just the two of us.  As long as your best friend is there, (that would be Gabe) it's bound to be an awesome party.... and Awesome it was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I don't keep up with the NFL, so I didn't really have a valid opinion on who to root for, so I went with the COLTS, for one reason only.  My Uncle Todd is a HUGE Colts fan.  I remember the last time the colts won the Super Bowl.  Todd showed up with his Colts shirt on and his Colts hat, and waved his huge Colt's Blanket every time the Colts scored a Touch down.  So I joined my uncle Todd this SuperBowl and rooted for the Colts.  I changed my mind in the last quarter when the Colts weren't going to win... and rooted for the Saints.  See, you can tell how much I cared about the outcome.  It didn't matter to me, spending the night cooking and eating at our own little SuperBowl Party turned out to be one of the best Super bowls yet! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the best things about the night... I got to finally use my football platter that my cute mother-in-law, Janice, gave me for Christmas.  I absolutely love this thing and have been dying to pull it out of my cuboard and use it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BbqZW7sdI/AAAAAAAAAyU/McIXBqkrhQQ/s400/DSCN2750.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435945534155895250" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We marinated the Chicken legs over night in our own special citrus caribbean marinade.  They were the best chicken legs I've ever tasted. The bad thing is that I don't even remember everything we threw in there.  I don't know how to make them again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BcRMYEpdI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Dgd4fQcG9ZQ/s400/DSCN2747_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435946200685913554" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had so much fun getting ready for the Super bowl!  We started cooking after church and cooked right up until kick off. Our kitchen is BINSY so it looked like a tornado had hit it... but the Tastiness was well worth the clean up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BbpxIQgPI/AAAAAAAAAyM/d6ZEkHoDF8M/s1600-h/DSCN2751_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BbpxIQgPI/AAAAAAAAAyM/d6ZEkHoDF8M/s400/DSCN2751_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435945523356926194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe glazing the chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BbpPin_nI/AAAAAAAAAyE/QxseFuFNAgw/s1600-h/DSCN2752_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BbpPin_nI/AAAAAAAAAyE/QxseFuFNAgw/s400/DSCN2752_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435945514340712050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The MOST delicious Carribbean Chicken Legs you'll ever taste!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BbopK01QI/AAAAAAAAAx8/3adFdohuwvU/s1600-h/DSCN2753_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BbopK01QI/AAAAAAAAAx8/3adFdohuwvU/s400/DSCN2753_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435945504040342786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe made his own version of Fried Chicken legs and they were YUMMY!!! We also had what we call, "Grandpa Jack Potatoes" meaning FRIED!  We weren't, by any means, skimping on the calories this SuperBowl Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3Ba7VZT9wI/AAAAAAAAAx0/6JdFSrvb8g0/s1600-h/DSCN2756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3Ba7VZT9wI/AAAAAAAAAx0/6JdFSrvb8g0/s400/DSCN2756.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435944725638280962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The final Spread"  We got it all out on the table right as The Colts Kicked off to the Saints. It was perfect timing.  Our Super Bowl EXTRAVAGANZA consisted of Brats with Onions and Mustard, 7-Layer dip and Chips, Chicken Legs: Fried and Caribbean, Cheesey Potatoe Skins, and "Grandpa Jack Potatoes".  Oh, And Pepsi One... only One Calorie.  (We're watching our weight)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3Ba6tx8sTI/AAAAAAAAAxs/sqRGh0ranS4/s1600-h/DSCN2757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3Ba6tx8sTI/AAAAAAAAAxs/sqRGh0ranS4/s400/DSCN2757.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435944715004195122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think our eyes were a whole lot bigger than our tummies.  We ended up putting way more than half of that in the fridge for left overs... looks like it'll be a superbowl dinner all week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3Ba6BW-laI/AAAAAAAAAxk/sHfB53Bdj30/s1600-h/DSCN2758_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3Ba6BW-laI/AAAAAAAAAxk/sHfB53Bdj30/s400/DSCN2758_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435944703079912866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congrats to the New Orleans Saints!  Oh and the Dorito commercials... amazing, my favorite!&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/1963803748607932840-5482409870920477162?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/5482409870920477162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=5482409870920477162' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/5482409870920477162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/5482409870920477162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-awesome-weekend.html' title='Our awesome weekend....'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S3BcSC9JwnI/AAAAAAAAAys/vOT_xyQZQZg/s72-c/DSCN2746_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-6092905969543922089</id><published>2010-01-22T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T09:14:43.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know, I know.... way past due.   But I thought I should at least put them on here.  I wrote about our Christmas a few posts back.  I could put a link here to direct you to that post, but I'm not that blog savvy... so you'll have to do the scrolling if you want to read about it. But since I only really look at pictures anyway, here are a few fun ones from Christmas.  I didn't take a whole lot while we were there, I wish I had. We had so much fun though and loved spending time with our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1na9nHrcTI/AAAAAAAAAxc/SeFTwpVGUm4/s1600-h/christmas+%2709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1na9nHrcTI/AAAAAAAAAxc/SeFTwpVGUm4/s400/christmas+%2709.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429611577779908914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Christmas 2009!  We got awesome Utah shirts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1na9MEUwTI/AAAAAAAAAxU/6M9k2SLmTJE/s1600-h/Texas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1na9MEUwTI/AAAAAAAAAxU/6M9k2SLmTJE/s400/Texas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429611570518081842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you tell how excited Eeyore, I mean Texas, is for his first Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nayjFAUiI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Zds9Xg2FceI/s1600-h/christmas+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nayjFAUiI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Zds9Xg2FceI/s400/christmas+girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429611387716391458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Spencer Girls on Christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nayb565XI/AAAAAAAAAxE/ArfUKGaXHBg/s1600-h/DSCN2706jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nayb565XI/AAAAAAAAAxE/ArfUKGaXHBg/s400/DSCN2706jack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429611385790850418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas night at Grandpa Jack's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1naxp3OIfI/AAAAAAAAAw8/3BgrFy7xuN0/s1600-h/antlers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1naxp3OIfI/AAAAAAAAAw8/3BgrFy7xuN0/s400/antlers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429611372357755378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nafkhM8vI/AAAAAAAAAw0/JLCK4DIf78E/s1600-h/gabe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nafkhM8vI/AAAAAAAAAw0/JLCK4DIf78E/s400/gabe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429611061685580530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabe made Arepas... So delish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nafHOcNpI/AAAAAAAAAws/QX2aPCfe18M/s1600-h/gabe+cook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nafHOcNpI/AAAAAAAAAws/QX2aPCfe18M/s400/gabe+cook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429611053822260882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My husband is an awesome cook, I got so lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1naey_f-RI/AAAAAAAAAwk/ot0VrjQPW_w/s1600-h/abby+pan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1naey_f-RI/AAAAAAAAAwk/ot0VrjQPW_w/s400/abby+pan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429611048390883602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My new career goal is to be the face of PAN... what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1naQDG_TKI/AAAAAAAAAwc/zlImYg6K6vE/s1600-h/gabby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1naQDG_TKI/AAAAAAAAAwc/zlImYg6K6vE/s400/gabby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429610795019226274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1naPlQYaqI/AAAAAAAAAwU/d7q8gqJv7ak/s1600-h/fried+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1naPlQYaqI/AAAAAAAAAwU/d7q8gqJv7ak/s400/fried+fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429610787005557410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a night of dancing, Grandpa Jack made us fried Halibut and potatoes, SO YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1naPP96vyI/AAAAAAAAAwM/L40xVYrofrU/s1600-h/gabby+fried+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1naPP96vyI/AAAAAAAAAwM/L40xVYrofrU/s400/gabby+fried+fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429610781290970914" 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/1963803748607932840-6092905969543922089?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/6092905969543922089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=6092905969543922089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/6092905969543922089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/6092905969543922089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-christmas.html' title='Our Christmas...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1na9nHrcTI/AAAAAAAAAxc/SeFTwpVGUm4/s72-c/christmas+%2709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-8815899973163752834</id><published>2010-01-22T07:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T07:39:11.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the people of Haiti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May God bless you and be with you in this time of disaster and devastation.  Our hearts and prayers are with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nGVQ5k7ZI/AAAAAAAAAwE/DJlPlNjhtvA/s1600-h/little+girl+in+Hait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nGVQ5k7ZI/AAAAAAAAAwE/DJlPlNjhtvA/s400/little+girl+in+Hait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429588894387858834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nGVNYCHdI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Vni_eBLhn6A/s1600-h/51717496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nGVNYCHdI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Vni_eBLhn6A/s400/51717496.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429588893441859026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nGU_I1XLI/AAAAAAAAAv0/kbmluv6bBBc/s1600-h/kid+in+Haiti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nGU_I1XLI/AAAAAAAAAv0/kbmluv6bBBc/s400/kid+in+Haiti.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429588889620012210" 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/1963803748607932840-8815899973163752834?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/8815899973163752834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=8815899973163752834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8815899973163752834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/8815899973163752834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-people-of-haiti.html' title='To the people of Haiti...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nGVQ5k7ZI/AAAAAAAAAwE/DJlPlNjhtvA/s72-c/little+girl+in+Hait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-259462153855342969</id><published>2010-01-22T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T08:13:34.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, Rain Go Away....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come Again.... Never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nDMQfdV9I/AAAAAAAAAvs/tEJsWDLrvxA/s1600-h/skyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nDMQfdV9I/AAAAAAAAAvs/tEJsWDLrvxA/s400/skyline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429585441124603858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow!  What a week it has been!  Most of you have probably heard about the storms we've been hit by in Southern California.  It has been crazy!  I have never seen rain like this!  Granted, I've been caught in a few crazy snow storms, but this rain was out of this world!  It started to rain on Tuesday morning and by mid afternoon, it was hitting hard.  Gabe called me at work that afternoon and told me that they had issued a tornado warning along the coast, from Laguna Beach heading towards Dana Point and we were right in its path.  Obviously I wasn't swept away and lived to tell the story of my first tornado warning, Thank Heavens.  But the tornado did do damage to a lot of cars and boats swept up in its path and dumped on harbors and roads.  Meanwhile, the rain never stopped and in La Canada it began destroying hillsides causing major mud slides.  Hundreds of people have been evacuated from their homes and still waiting to go home.  Cars have been stuck in roads that have now become rivers and crews are working around the clock to clean up the mess. Up in the Mountains, Big Bear has gotten a ton of snow, making me wish I had my skiis!  (I never thought I needed them living so close to the beach!)  We took Texas to the park yesterday during a small calm in the storm, and he ran and ran in what used to be a soccer field and is now a muddy lake of water.  He came home covered in mud and happy to not be cooped up anymore. &lt;br /&gt;And here I sit, Friday Morning, looking out the window at somewhat blue skies, and clouds waiting for the next storm to roll through. I'm not sure if it will be storm #5 or #6.  On the radio and news they've been keeping count.  It just seems like one big mother rain storm to me.  All I know is that I'm ready for this rain to be over and get back out into the sunshine. For now, my goal for today is the Laundry Mat and Grocery shopping, be it rain or no rain.... (i'm crossing my fingers for no rain).  But i just watched the morning news... Today's Forecast... RAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nDMNfaV8I/AAAAAAAAAvk/3kuLMRmzmuI/s1600-h/cars+in+river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nDMNfaV8I/AAAAAAAAAvk/3kuLMRmzmuI/s400/cars+in+river.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429585440319100866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to maneuver through the streets of Long Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nDL5t7nnI/AAAAAAAAAvc/dhPGhRJhsFM/s1600-h/car+flipped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nDL5t7nnI/AAAAAAAAAvc/dhPGhRJhsFM/s400/car+flipped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429585435011292786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the tornado hit Huntington Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nCXpXBIuI/AAAAAAAAAvU/yrGKVNINuBE/s1600-h/camera+wet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nCXpXBIuI/AAAAAAAAAvU/yrGKVNINuBE/s400/camera+wet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429584537267020514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how it's felt for the last four days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nCXbqh2CI/AAAAAAAAAvM/oslU_rsIL_s/s1600-h/guy+with+umbrella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nCXbqh2CI/AAAAAAAAAvM/oslU_rsIL_s/s400/guy+with+umbrella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429584533590759458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to stay dry.  "Trying" being the key word here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nCW0UCbTI/AAAAAAAAAvE/-zb7oRJV9vM/s1600-h/working+crews.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nCW0UCbTI/AAAAAAAAAvE/-zb7oRJV9vM/s400/working+crews.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429584523027442994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crews working around the clock to get the mud out and people back in their houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nCJ9wqeeI/AAAAAAAAAu8/O0qjTvo1HDg/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nCJ9wqeeI/AAAAAAAAAu8/O0qjTvo1HDg/s400/sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429584302225127906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A calm in the storm, for a little while anyway, at Huntington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nCJrGFxtI/AAAAAAAAAu0/ljyLWAHoKrA/s1600-h/hunington+beac+h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nCJrGFxtI/AAAAAAAAAu0/ljyLWAHoKrA/s400/hunington+beac+h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429584297214723794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the dog beach where he take Texas at Huntington.  It is so beautiful, and we're ready to go back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nCJYs_cRI/AAAAAAAAAus/HnW8vH_MOAU/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nCJYs_cRI/AAAAAAAAAus/HnW8vH_MOAU/s400/rainbow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429584292277612818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little reminder of God's love.&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/1963803748607932840-259462153855342969?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/259462153855342969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=259462153855342969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/259462153855342969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/259462153855342969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/01/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain, Rain Go Away....'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S1nDMQfdV9I/AAAAAAAAAvs/tEJsWDLrvxA/s72-c/skyline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-4126688613232911369</id><published>2010-01-03T19:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:48:58.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Years 2010</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year's 2010!  We had a great New Year's weekend!  Here's our New Year's check list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-New Year's eve: NO WORK!  Went on a run.  (much needed after a Holiday binge in Utah!) Went into work anyway to finish some unfinished business.  Went to the gym for 20 minutes... who knew they closed early? Got all showered and dressed up for an early night out on the town.  By early I mean we were dining with old people.  We ate at an awesome Mexican restaurant in which we had bought a coupon for at restaurants.com. Good food, great deal. Bought tickets for a stupid movie.  We were the only people in the theater under age 50, and the only ones not laughing.  I'm sure it was a funny movie... we'll try it again in 25 years.  Twenty minutes into the movie, snuck into a different theater room to see Sherlock Holmes... awesome!  Went to Albertson's for some Martinelli's and rootbeer floats.  It's not as easy to find non-alcoholic bubbly in Cali as it is in Utah...found it in the kid's juice department.  Cuddled up with Rootbeer floats in our sweats and flipped through channels until we watched the ball drop.  10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1... HAPPY NEW YEAR!  New Year's kiss, sip of kid's bubbly, off to bed.  Asleep by 12:08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Day:  Sleep in!  By sleep in I mean 8 am.  Take the dog on a hike in the huge canyon behind our house.  Try our Texas' new cool doggie back pack that he got for Christmas.  Get all sorts of scratched up trying to find the river.  Mission accomplished.  Texas braved the running water, a long time goal for Gabe and I.  Took a few New Year's pics. Never mind the just woken up look.  Made our way home for left over Mexican food.   New Year's nap time.  Much needed from our "CRAZY" night out.... Hit the mall for some New Year's deals.  I of course found many things that I absolutley "NEEDED", while Gabe was there for good support.  Came home with a watch that fits, a bracelet with a "G" on it to stand for my one and only, and a cheetah shirt.  (the much needed item.)  Took back the red boxes we had forgotten about for a week and rented a new one.  A dollar, you can't beat it!  Then headed off to an ASIA BUFFET.  That's right an Asia Buffet! Gabe was determined to get his money's worth so we sat and ate until we couldn't eat any more sushi, any more wontons, egg rolls, orange chicken, kung pao chicken, coco nut  shrimp, and everything else Asian you can imagine.  Came home with our redbox and cuddled up ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan. 2: The weekend continues:  Only today we decided to start with part one of our New Year's Resolution: get organized.  We spent the whole day pulling everything out of our closets, hampers, bins, corners, and drawers and organized, organized, organized.  We gathered two huge black garbage sacks full of clothes for the D.I.  It felt so good to actually know where things are stored in our little apartment.  Got ready and made our way into Newport.  Went to the beautiful Newport temple, followed by Pizza and Dateline:48 hours, a special on a kidnapping in Mexico.  Decided that our plan to drive my little beat up Corolla as far into Mexico as we can until it blows up and ride a bus back to the U.S. is now a NO GO.  I prefer not to be kidnapped by the Mexican Cartel.  Fell asleep early with Texas at the foot of our bed.  Last night he graduated from the crate to the carpet.  A big step for our American bull dog puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan. 3-Woke up early due to the change in time for church.  9 am. Yawned through all our meetings. Home for nap time, had to catch up from the early wake up call.  Left over Pizza, reading and blogging.  Hopefully we'll be in bed early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow- Back to reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your New Years was Fantastic!  We have so much to look forward to in the year 2010!  Best wishes for your 2010!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S0FkQXyYJnI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Nvr_G14loiE/s1600-h/new+years+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S0FkQXyYJnI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Nvr_G14loiE/s400/new+years+2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422725658756785778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S0FyDbAGYnI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ag7L6bhEEd0/s1600-h/DSCN2728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S0FyDbAGYnI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ag7L6bhEEd0/s400/DSCN2728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422740829444137586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S0FkPz0aoKI/AAAAAAAAAuU/7lazGm7g62U/s1600-h/happy+new+year+texas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S0FkPz0aoKI/AAAAAAAAAuU/7lazGm7g62U/s400/happy+new+year+texas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422725649101660322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S0FkPXbKAsI/AAAAAAAAAuM/uZnAeUdh6iA/s1600-h/happy+new+year+gabe+and+texas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S0FkPXbKAsI/AAAAAAAAAuM/uZnAeUdh6iA/s400/happy+new+year+gabe+and+texas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422725641479520962" 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/1963803748607932840-4126688613232911369?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/4126688613232911369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=4126688613232911369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/4126688613232911369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/4126688613232911369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-years-2010.html' title='Happy New Years 2010'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/S0FkQXyYJnI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Nvr_G14loiE/s72-c/new+years+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-2837791093458940987</id><published>2010-01-03T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:31:17.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Christmas run down</title><content type='html'>We hope you had a Merry Christmas!  Its crazy how we spend all of December preparing for this one day and it is all over so quickly!  I especially loved the Christmas season this year.  All the lights around the city went up, we decorated our little apartment, listened to Christmas music and I truly felt the spirit of Christmas.  I am so grateful for the the reason of Christmas, the birth of our Savior.  I hope you all felt his love this Christmas as we did. &lt;br /&gt;We spent our Christmas in Utah with our family... here's a little run down of the trip... (pictures to come later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Packed our car to the roof of presents and luggage for a 3 day trip to Utah&lt;br /&gt;-Piled Gabe and I, the dog Texas, Gabe's cousin Chelsey, and her dog buster into the car wiggled in between the presents. &lt;br /&gt;-Left 70 degree weather for 7 degree weather.&lt;br /&gt;-Had awesome Cafe Rio for Christmas eve lunch with Gabe's mom and brothers and spent the day with the other last minute crazy shoppers.&lt;br /&gt;-Enjoyed a beautiful Christmas Turkey dinner with my fam and grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;-Woke up to a crazy Christmas day. Ping ponging from one family to the next.  Presents at Gabe's parents house, breakfast and presents with Grandparents Yates at my parents house, lunch with the Spencer Clan, Lunch at Grandma Janet's with the Valenzuela crew, followed by turkey and dessert with the Hendricksen's with Grandpa Jack!  It was so good to see everybody and spend the day together!  Thank you to all for all the gifts! Our car was more full on the way home!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Post Christmas day:  Shopping with mom, lunch with friends, a trip to the Mexican grocery store for some good Venezuelan cooking!  (Thank you Gabe!  The arepas were DELISH!)&lt;br /&gt;-Dancing with Grandpa Jack at the Murray Arts center with the rest of the retired community of Salt Lake.  SO FUN!  Grandpa Jack taught me how to waltz and Gabe got to dance with some nice old ladies! Not to mention dancing with my husband is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;-Dancing was followed by a late night dinner at Grandpa Jack's!  Can't beat fried Halibut and potatoes!&lt;br /&gt;-next day: SLEEP IN!!! We needed it for the 10 hour car ride home! Made sure to stop for our last chance for Cafe Rio!  Arrived back home to warm weather and a much needed sleep recovery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Christmas was wonderful!  WE loved spending it with the people that we love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-2837791093458940987?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/2837791093458940987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=2837791093458940987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/2837791093458940987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/2837791093458940987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-christmas-run-down.html' title='Our Christmas run down'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-1057234795048069822</id><published>2009-12-13T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:20:37.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ONE year to us!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did it!  Yesterday marked one year since Gabe and I sealed the deal.  On 12/12 of '08 Gabe and I got married for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;forevers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the Salt Lake Temple.  The day of our wedding was absolutely beautiful (beautiful for a December day in Salt Lake).  We woke up the next morning, (the morning of our reception) to a unbelievable snow blizzard.  I loved it.  The wedding was beautiful.  What an amazing day!  I can't believe a year has gone by.  It has been a wonderful year.  We have done so much.  We moved to California, got new jobs, traveled all over, and became best friends through it all.  I am so grateful to have Gabe in my life and I love him so much.  Happy one year babe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   What a fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt; we had!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV_ISj46VI/AAAAAAAAAt0/yrtTnVISYPQ/s400/DSCN2662.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414873907380939090" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got all dressed up for dinner and Gabe bought me these beautiful roses.  I love, love, love getting all dressed up.  I feel like I'm going to prom... only way better.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV_H47pocI/AAAAAAAAAts/s9eH_I3m5HA/s400/DSCN2663.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414873900501279170" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't they the most beautiful red roses?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV_HZIMpKI/AAAAAAAAAtk/O4peGvYhuyU/s400/DSCN2687.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414873891963970722" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV_G5zBGMI/AAAAAAAAAtc/GjtXmnlOiKI/s400/DSCN2665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414873883553634498" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to dinner at this great little Italian place called Tannin's in San Juan Capistrano.  The food was fantastic.  And we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; stuffed our selves.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV-iRTAC_I/AAAAAAAAAtU/_sg1wdRmlhg/s400/DSCN2666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414873254206639090" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV-h-xeX9I/AAAAAAAAAtM/Lt-T3ijjDBU/s400/DSCN2668.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414873249234182098" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we headed down to San Diego.  We stayed in the Marriott in La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jolla&lt;/span&gt;.  It was beautiful.  And Gabe worked his magic and got us into the suite.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV-gj2XOKI/AAAAAAAAAs8/eoWceF4MBEs/s400/DSCN2675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414873224827058338" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV-hdoCkoI/AAAAAAAAAtE/qgvrh1skMjw/s400/DSCN2671.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414873240336241282" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a horrible picture, I know, but this was the view from our balcony.  That lighted building in the background is the beautiful San Diego Temple.  You can see it a little better in the lighted picture from the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV9ODw1NXI/AAAAAAAAAs0/KBc5QhjGKX0/s400/DSCN2676.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414871807464650098" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV9NiELcfI/AAAAAAAAAss/jwI_eS_KJaU/s400/DSCN2678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414871798418993650" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV9M-nAwFI/AAAAAAAAAsk/s7PLon97Mys/s400/DSCN2679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414871788901417042" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The awesome view from the balcony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV9MuDc2dI/AAAAAAAAAsc/qTqF9PPb9nE/s400/DSCN2681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414871784457296338" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just "hanging out" in our room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV8pYxzC3I/AAAAAAAAAsU/vc35JiK6iiA/s400/DSCN2683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414871177450687346" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK.  This is my most favorite part of all. Most of you have probably seen this famous picture.  It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; my favorite picture.  I always said (before I was married) that some day I was going to find some body who would kiss me like this.  Well.... I found him... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyXIGsyC3nI/AAAAAAAAAt8/l4A2yL_JlSY/s400/3a05559ca6f81637_kissing_the_war_goodbye.xlarger.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414954144408723058" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few months ago, Gabe had to go down to San Diego for a work thing.  He found this huge statue and immediately thought of me... He's so cute.  He kept it a secret until our anniversary.  The morning of our actual anniversary, 12/12, we drove from our hotel to San Diego.  Gabe said he had a surprise for me.  He told me we were going to take a picture.  As we were driving, I was looking for what he would possibly want to take a picture by.  As we pulled in.. I saw it.  I immediately took a huge gasp of breath.  I couldn't believe it.  The picture!  The huge statue!  I was blown away!  I loved it!  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hopped out&lt;/span&gt; of the car, in the pouring pouring rain mind you, and asked a guy walking by if he would take our picture. I must say....It was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PICTURE PERFECT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV8pLUjTuI/AAAAAAAAAsM/2FuBcuN1oLU/s400/DSCN2685_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414871173838360290" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The most perfect anniversary present!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV8o9ulE6I/AAAAAAAAAsE/w6rK83frkAM/s400/DSCN2685.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414871170189431714" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afterwards, we drove back to Mission &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Viejo&lt;/span&gt;, went and had a yummy breakfast at Coco's, and went back to our warm house.  Since it was still pouring rain and cold outside, we rented some movies, got back in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt;, and snuggled in front of the T.V. for the rest of the day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV8oXYNqWI/AAAAAAAAAr8/mg-B365wBpI/s400/DSCN2690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414871159895075170" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was perfect.  What a wonderful first year anniversary. Here's to one year with my sweetheart and many more to come!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1963803748607932840-1057234795048069822?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/1057234795048069822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=1057234795048069822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/1057234795048069822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/1057234795048069822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-one-year-to-us.html' title='Happy ONE year to us!!'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV_ISj46VI/AAAAAAAAAt0/yrtTnVISYPQ/s72-c/DSCN2662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-9002478549269973796</id><published>2009-12-13T15:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:43:31.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little weekend get away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gabe and I took off last weekend for a little trip to Arizona.  Arizona isn't too far from us, so we packed up and took off.  We met up with one of Gabe's mission companions Kreg and is wife Brittany Lewis.  It was so fun to get together and go see the lights at the Mesa Temple.  I do have to clear up one thing though... Contrary to popular belief.... Arizona IS cold during the winter time!  We did have a blast though and loved the weekend in Arizona!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV7ioVHKUI/AAAAAAAAAr0/cIjT3CW3Q5U/s1600-h/DSCN2649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV7ioVHKUI/AAAAAAAAAr0/cIjT3CW3Q5U/s400/DSCN2649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414869961854626114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV7ifOC-iI/AAAAAAAAArs/_lugSMzLgOM/s1600-h/DSCN2650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV7ifOC-iI/AAAAAAAAArs/_lugSMzLgOM/s400/DSCN2650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414869959409072674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV7h5OhGqI/AAAAAAAAArk/-U02sOOBM5g/s1600-h/DSCN2651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV7h5OhGqI/AAAAAAAAArk/-U02sOOBM5g/s400/DSCN2651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414869949210499746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV7hdLvuqI/AAAAAAAAArc/fqq5kbbhf2k/s1600-h/DSCN2653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV7hdLvuqI/AAAAAAAAArc/fqq5kbbhf2k/s400/DSCN2653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414869941682682530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-9002478549269973796?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/9002478549269973796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=9002478549269973796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/9002478549269973796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/9002478549269973796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-weekend-get-away.html' title='A little weekend get away...'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyV7ioVHKUI/AAAAAAAAAr0/cIjT3CW3Q5U/s72-c/DSCN2649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-3334973059827428778</id><published>2009-12-13T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:42:10.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyUnPJPhaHI/AAAAAAAAArU/u8lj_e4rlI0/s1600-h/DSCN2629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyUnPJPhaHI/AAAAAAAAArU/u8lj_e4rlI0/s400/DSCN2629.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414777268115433586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from our family to yours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Valenzuela's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1963803748607932840-3334973059827428778?l=gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/3334973059827428778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1963803748607932840&amp;postID=3334973059827428778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/3334973059827428778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1963803748607932840/posts/default/3334973059827428778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabrielandabigail.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Gabe and Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05661161308454451924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/TFiNrSDE4PI/AAAAAAAABQU/QvAiq0XAWTo/S220/DSCN0612_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyUnPJPhaHI/AAAAAAAAArU/u8lj_e4rlI0/s72-c/DSCN2629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1963803748607932840.post-5928533815492071020</id><published>2009-12-13T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:40:41.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Here I am, half way through December and I'm just now posting about Thanksgiving.  I love thanksgiving, its actually one of my favorites.  And this year I have so much to be thankful for.  We were lucky enough to go back to Utah and spend it with our family and friends.  We had a great time and can't wait to see them again at Christmas.  Happy Thanksgiving everyone!  (A couple weeks late!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyUh-OzzpuI/AAAAAAAAArE/RJ__N0UpVAE/s400/DSCN2563.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414771479993886434" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Luckily we got to go to another Utah game to see our Utes.  They played San Diego and definately came out with a victory! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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(sorry about the burned tongue bud)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BeJZHYB6MeU/SyUhgIBwpII/AAAAAAAAAqs/-DY-9Rr5mwQ/s400/DSCN2564.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414770962777285762" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe and Cur
