<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 21:41:09 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>da Bergs</title><description>I can assure you that the greatest responsibility and the greatest joys in life are centered in the family, honorable marriage, and rearing a righteous posterity. ~Ezra Taft Benson</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>217</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-1753491647914110562</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 21:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-14T13:31:35.784-08:00</atom:updated><title>FREE books to download!</title><description>Go &lt;a href="http://deseretbook.com/free"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to get some free books to download!  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Just download them to your computer and read them later, they are available till Dec. 24th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-1753491647914110562?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/free-books-to-download.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-2793438085176464216</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 01:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-13T20:48:21.599-08:00</atom:updated><title>FiNaLlY sOmE tHaNkSgIvInG pIcS</title><description>Our schools started a "modified &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;traditional&lt;/span&gt;" schedule a few years ago which means we get a week off at Thanksgiving, 3 weeks off at Christmas and 2 weeks off at spring break. So ever since we have been able to have 2 Thanksgivings, one in Utah with my family and one in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas with Brad's family. We go to Utah first and spend a few days and have our Thanksgiving dinner on the Sunday before Thanksgiving. Here are a few of the pictures that we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few random pics... just hanging out in grandma's basement...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWbOJbNh5I/AAAAAAAACaY/CbAhj7AwM7g/s1600-h/P1040961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414904794333415314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWbOJbNh5I/AAAAAAAACaY/CbAhj7AwM7g/s400/P1040961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWbBd7O4XI/AAAAAAAACaQ/P2JmKfEArSs/s1600-h/P1040966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414904576498131314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWbBd7O4XI/AAAAAAAACaQ/P2JmKfEArSs/s400/P1040966.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWabQkLPuI/AAAAAAAACaI/tVX2-kyywAU/s1600-h/P1040965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414903920076734178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWabQkLPuI/AAAAAAAACaI/tVX2-kyywAU/s400/P1040965.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWaIUmjW2I/AAAAAAAACaA/CYLPhvMRgMA/s1600-h/P1040972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414903594742930274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWaIUmjW2I/AAAAAAAACaA/CYLPhvMRgMA/s400/P1040972.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fun on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;segways&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWZ2B89XiI/AAAAAAAACZ4/c8eQ_LkLCy0/s1600-h/P1040975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414903280498990626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWZ2B89XiI/AAAAAAAACZ4/c8eQ_LkLCy0/s400/P1040975.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWZeAMmR4I/AAAAAAAACZw/ug_x39PEPkk/s1600-h/P1040981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414902867710855042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWZeAMmR4I/AAAAAAAACZw/ug_x39PEPkk/s400/P1040981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWZNlNihoI/AAAAAAAACZo/kvQlfSuNpNw/s1600-h/001-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414902585589139074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWZNlNihoI/AAAAAAAACZo/kvQlfSuNpNw/s400/001-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWZIuz2R_I/AAAAAAAACZg/cLf91-JI0To/s1600-h/P1040987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414902502266390514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWZIuz2R_I/AAAAAAAACZg/cLf91-JI0To/s400/P1040987.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWY1Ct6ZcI/AAAAAAAACZY/QqZmJTcVKcw/s1600-h/P1040988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414902164012819906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWY1Ct6ZcI/AAAAAAAACZY/QqZmJTcVKcw/s400/P1040988.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWYjm9eGrI/AAAAAAAACZQ/daC6R6seO5o/s1600-h/P1040989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414901864504105650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWYjm9eGrI/AAAAAAAACZQ/daC6R6seO5o/s400/P1040989.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWYNq1_eCI/AAAAAAAACZI/BY3V8bxtkJE/s1600-h/P1040991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414901487589357602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWYNq1_eCI/AAAAAAAACZI/BY3V8bxtkJE/s400/P1040991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWX9vnQsrI/AAAAAAAACZA/mkrQuGj7Uk0/s1600-h/P1040992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414901213991842482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWX9vnQsrI/AAAAAAAACZA/mkrQuGj7Uk0/s400/P1040992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;messin&lt;/span&gt;' around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWXp2mi6WI/AAAAAAAACY4/KJaI03JRjh8/s1600-h/P1040993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414900872270506338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWXp2mi6WI/AAAAAAAACY4/KJaI03JRjh8/s400/P1040993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cousins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWXc_8ILaI/AAAAAAAACYw/_9wcBvUXRW0/s1600-h/P1040995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414900651438648738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWXc_8ILaI/AAAAAAAACYw/_9wcBvUXRW0/s400/P1040995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bubba&lt;/span&gt;... yep, some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;messin&lt;/span&gt;' around AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWXRLTLnLI/AAAAAAAACYo/SdVlJLzw51k/s1600-h/P1040996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414900448329702578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWXRLTLnLI/AAAAAAAACYo/SdVlJLzw51k/s400/P1040996.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWW30k_4qI/AAAAAAAACYg/BzR9tZJP3co/s1600-h/P1040997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414900012733686434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWW30k_4qI/AAAAAAAACYg/BzR9tZJP3co/s400/P1040997.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert! yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWWpl1HHdI/AAAAAAAACYY/bHjwR-_mluw/s1600-h/P1050006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414899768256568786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWWpl1HHdI/AAAAAAAACYY/bHjwR-_mluw/s400/P1050006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the basement... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;messin&lt;/span&gt;' around some MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWWZMMYYbI/AAAAAAAACYQ/44-KqR5Pf5M/s1600-h/P1050028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414899486496940466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWWZMMYYbI/AAAAAAAACYQ/44-KqR5Pf5M/s400/P1050028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sittin&lt;/span&gt;' with grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWWLmEkRXI/AAAAAAAACYI/THqUXwSyUlI/s1600-h/P1050030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414899252925318514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWWLmEkRXI/AAAAAAAACYI/THqUXwSyUlI/s400/P1050030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWV8-KX0fI/AAAAAAAACYA/E0kCyLu7X7I/s1600-h/P1050032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414899001694081522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWV8-KX0fI/AAAAAAAACYA/E0kCyLu7X7I/s400/P1050032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorating grandma's tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWVwTuRZDI/AAAAAAAACX4/xHyymec0KLo/s1600-h/P1050033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414898784143500338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWVwTuRZDI/AAAAAAAACX4/xHyymec0KLo/s400/P1050033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWVhd6KBqI/AAAAAAAACXw/6GXcckA84p4/s1600-h/P1050034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414898529179666082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWVhd6KBqI/AAAAAAAACXw/6GXcckA84p4/s400/P1050034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We babysat Lane a couple of times while we were there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWVSHAUsMI/AAAAAAAACXo/iYRzqC49Jao/s1600-h/P1050035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414898265333477570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWVSHAUsMI/AAAAAAAACXo/iYRzqC49Jao/s400/P1050035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWVFePs8ZI/AAAAAAAACXg/eOy8GpBNexE/s1600-h/P1050036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414898048233697682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWVFePs8ZI/AAAAAAAACXg/eOy8GpBNexE/s400/P1050036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in Vegas... we have such a big crew on this side of the family that we always have our Thanksgiving dinner at the church.... notice who was 1st in line for food! Yep, Bradly boy! AND, then the kids! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWU2Fx4l1I/AAAAAAAACXY/OISr_X-DHq4/s1600-h/P1050037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414897783968143186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWU2Fx4l1I/AAAAAAAACXY/OISr_X-DHq4/s400/P1050037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, you might notice... I guess it just cant be Thanksgiving without the big gulps, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWUoOB8gBI/AAAAAAAACXQ/u03r6VCWpvI/s1600-h/P1050040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414897545664823314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWUoOB8gBI/AAAAAAAACXQ/u03r6VCWpvI/s400/P1050040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWUFoGW6lI/AAAAAAAACXI/TbRRCDzJRW0/s1600-h/P1050048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414896951367232082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWUFoGW6lI/AAAAAAAACXI/TbRRCDzJRW0/s400/P1050048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we are done eating and chatting for a bit, we put away the tables and bring in the couches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWT0yIQ4EI/AAAAAAAACXA/CiAQJonI6TU/s1600-h/P1050049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414896662001803330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWT0yIQ4EI/AAAAAAAACXA/CiAQJonI6TU/s400/P1050049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWTkCfyIOI/AAAAAAAACW4/maR6kCh8h3w/s1600-h/P1050050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414896374337642722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWTkCfyIOI/AAAAAAAACW4/maR6kCh8h3w/s400/P1050050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always a ton of sports in the gym. I missed getting pics of basketball, indoor soccer, and football... not sure what I was doing... eating still??? chatting??? checking the ads for black Friday??? Anyway, here are some pics of volleyball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWTVD02wfI/AAAAAAAACWw/5y9FgQfKv4A/s1600-h/P1050054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414896116996424178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWTVD02wfI/AAAAAAAACWw/5y9FgQfKv4A/s400/P1050054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWTHXFFK6I/AAAAAAAACWo/yxIzjEfgHSg/s1600-h/P1050059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414895881646582690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWTHXFFK6I/AAAAAAAACWo/yxIzjEfgHSg/s400/P1050059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWS2NuuE8I/AAAAAAAACWg/IEmzPzYqVtg/s1600-h/P1050060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414895587079099330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWS2NuuE8I/AAAAAAAACWg/IEmzPzYqVtg/s400/P1050060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWSmhlwwbI/AAAAAAAACWY/Ea3LaP3trhk/s1600-h/P1050063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414895317532328370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWSmhlwwbI/AAAAAAAACWY/Ea3LaP3trhk/s400/P1050063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWSaur6gXI/AAAAAAAACWQ/zsJFHg_8XQQ/s1600-h/P1050065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414895114889363826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWSaur6gXI/AAAAAAAACWQ/zsJFHg_8XQQ/s400/P1050065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and saying good bye... to my girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWSPfrFLdI/AAAAAAAACWI/OICXU77FD1g/s1600-h/P1050072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414894921880776146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWSPfrFLdI/AAAAAAAACWI/OICXU77FD1g/s400/P1050072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, AND &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt;! Love you, Dal Pal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWR_R64noI/AAAAAAAACWA/1wswgF_oslk/s1600-h/IMG_2545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414894643311058562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWR_R64noI/AAAAAAAACWA/1wswgF_oslk/s400/IMG_2545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should say I am so very grateful for my family and for the gospel and for the knowledge that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;families&lt;/span&gt; are for.ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-2793438085176464216?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-some-thanksgiving-pics.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SyWbOJbNh5I/AAAAAAAACaY/CbAhj7AwM7g/s72-c/P1040961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-8015140395478152330</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 21:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-30T13:25:53.817-08:00</atom:updated><title>Great Talks!</title><description>As I sit here preparing my lesson for tomorrow night I thought I should share with you a great web site with wonderful talks/discussions. It is listed on my side bar under favorite web sites, it is "&lt;a href="http://www.byub.org/bookofmormon/episode.asp?id=117"&gt;Book of Mormon Talks&lt;/a&gt;". When you get to this website just scroll down to Book of Mormon Episodes, then click on which chapters you would like to study. Then on the right hand side, click on "Listen to this Episode". It is so good to listen to, they are about 30 min each and oh so worth the time!! I love to take notes in my scriptures as they discuss... There are other wonderful talks and things on this web site too! ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't this just the cutest little picture ever?! (NO, I do not know her... wish I did!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SxQ4AVywrSI/AAAAAAAACVo/VSBoOn4eMzg/s1600/grandchild-scripture-study.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410010630880013602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SxQ4AVywrSI/AAAAAAAACVo/VSBoOn4eMzg/s400/grandchild-scripture-study.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-8015140395478152330?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-talks.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SxQ4AVywrSI/AAAAAAAACVo/VSBoOn4eMzg/s72-c/grandchild-scripture-study.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-478351292109867459</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 20:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-14T15:14:25.326-08:00</atom:updated><title>Today is SHAILA'S BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HaPpY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BiRtHDaY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ShAILa&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sv8U92QIIsI/AAAAAAAACVg/buH_icYa7WE/s1600-h/BirthdayCakeCandles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404061130635616962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sv8U92QIIsI/AAAAAAAACVg/buH_icYa7WE/s400/BirthdayCakeCandles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is the day.....just a mere XX number of years ago (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yes -I know exactly how many years ago... but value my life.. so I wont post it-But hey, I am always up for a BRIBE to leak out certain information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) A little girl was born to James and Shari Measles in Plano Texas! (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I think it was Plano, it was in Texas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) She was the joy of her parents life (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sorry Dirk...just keeping it real-I am sure when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shaila&lt;/span&gt; sees this ..she will edit it anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) Shaila continues to bring much joy to SO many......She is a dear friend to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; many! Always serving, always teaching, always going about emulating the Savior! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Join with me in Wishing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shaila&lt;/span&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;We are all blessed to have you in our lives! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;WE LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/6700488483214476689-478351292109867459?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-is-shailas-birthday.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sv8U92QIIsI/AAAAAAAACVg/buH_icYa7WE/s72-c/BirthdayCakeCandles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-8082957910704782496</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 19:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-11T11:58:03.803-08:00</atom:updated><title>Remembering our Veterans!</title><description>Just remembering our Veterans today!  Here is a pic of my father when he served in the navy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SvsWc-xTLdI/AAAAAAAACVY/V9HpzZqc_RY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 297px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402936865102966226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SvsWc-xTLdI/AAAAAAAACVY/V9HpzZqc_RY/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got his headstone up.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SvsWW-qpamI/AAAAAAAACVQ/jDeFCOrJpVI/s1600-h/navy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402936761995848290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SvsWW-qpamI/AAAAAAAACVQ/jDeFCOrJpVI/s400/navy.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the Navy got his marker down this week... just in time for Veterans Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SvsWNVRz0aI/AAAAAAAACVE/BEx7uu2Q1w8/s1600-h/navy+marker.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402936596266996130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SvsWNVRz0aI/AAAAAAAACVE/BEx7uu2Q1w8/s400/navy+marker.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all those who serve/served our country!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am proud to be an American!  THANK YOU for protecting us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-8082957910704782496?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/remembering-our-veterans.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SvsWc-xTLdI/AAAAAAAACVY/V9HpzZqc_RY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-9105966299558202622</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 19:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-02T12:31:07.442-08:00</atom:updated><title>RaNdOm StUfF</title><description>I have to say… work is totally cramping my style!  I used to have sooooooooooooooooo much more time!  So, this post is going to be totally random but I HAVE to catch up in this journal of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Chad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has had his stitches for over two weeks so I think I will take them out today!  Tomorrow is his 14th Birthday!!  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY Sweet CHAD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  I can’t believe you are going to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!  That means that now you can go to all the church dances!  Wow… Crazy!  He is finally growing.  When Brad took him to get stitches the Dr. did an X-ray and the Dr. pointed out all the “tares” in his bones to Brad and told him that he is really going thru a growth spurt!  He is 5'4" at the moment, looking me square in the eye.  His favorite meal is ribs, so.... tomorrow night, ribs it is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend went up to Utah for the BYU Homecoming game and I bummed a ride up with her.  It was nice to go up and see my mom and some of my older kids.  Derek and Brittany came down from Rexburg too!  The game wasn't so good...  but we still had a blast!  I forgot my camera on the trip!  :(  But here is a pic from the game that Devin took of us girls... it is the only pic we took at the game!  I love these girls, we are so blessed to have them in our family!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su89QGWqLnI/AAAAAAAACU8/q3pOi7moHwY/s1600-h/006-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399601825033367154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su89QGWqLnI/AAAAAAAACU8/q3pOi7moHwY/s400/006-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, here are a few pics that Brittany took in my mom's front room...  as Britt says, the boys always make time to bond, aka hurt each other lovingly!  HAHAHA, she is SO right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su89MiSP5aI/AAAAAAAACU0/qbeKJwXCxXc/s1600-h/IMG_2471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399601763811583394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su89MiSP5aI/AAAAAAAACU0/qbeKJwXCxXc/s400/IMG_2471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su89Ioz6OoI/AAAAAAAACUs/NSN08s7VyK8/s1600-h/IMG_2472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399601696843905666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su89Ioz6OoI/AAAAAAAACUs/NSN08s7VyK8/s400/IMG_2472.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Britt with Derek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su89Dj6DXkI/AAAAAAAACUk/Meu330G8M6o/s1600-h/IMG_2459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399601609628147266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su89Dj6DXkI/AAAAAAAACUk/Meu330G8M6o/s400/IMG_2459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic of Brad and Chad cleaning the spider webs...  i debated on leaving them since it was SO close to Halloween!  Thank you, Chadman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su884bKIx7I/AAAAAAAACUc/Kx1e4cfSugU/s1600-h/P1040872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399601418301130674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su884bKIx7I/AAAAAAAACUc/Kx1e4cfSugU/s400/P1040872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su88q_QiECI/AAAAAAAACUU/YmNgVlvS24E/s1600-h/P1040888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399601187473461282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su88q_QiECI/AAAAAAAACUU/YmNgVlvS24E/s400/P1040888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A family in our ward had a great Halloween party!  This is Chad's scout leader that drove the tractor and took us all on a hay ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su88d1N-80I/AAAAAAAACUM/mV3yf0jlz4s/s1600-h/P1040901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399600961440117570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su88d1N-80I/AAAAAAAACUM/mV3yf0jlz4s/s400/P1040901.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad and some friends sitting on the hay, ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su88HQQAoMI/AAAAAAAACUE/dyvcqAqm7cg/s1600-h/P1040893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399600573559382210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su88HQQAoMI/AAAAAAAACUE/dyvcqAqm7cg/s400/P1040893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad and his scout leader.  He is Johnny Depp from the new movie coming out March 5, 2010, &lt;a href="http://www.comingsoon.net/news/movienews.php?id=56475"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su87x7DC-5I/AAAAAAAACT8/Ek3HJResYjQ/s1600-h/P1040891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399600207090613138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su87x7DC-5I/AAAAAAAACT8/Ek3HJResYjQ/s400/P1040891.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su87jVEWaRI/AAAAAAAACT0/iB97VbMCQgg/s1600-h/P1040903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399599956377364754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su87jVEWaRI/AAAAAAAACT0/iB97VbMCQgg/s400/P1040903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su87VS_-l4I/AAAAAAAACTs/-mldvG8BFBU/s1600-h/P1040905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399599715303987074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su87VS_-l4I/AAAAAAAACTs/-mldvG8BFBU/s400/P1040905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su87KF-cegI/AAAAAAAACTk/EynXB8S_pGA/s1600-h/P1040907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399599522829335042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su87KF-cegI/AAAAAAAACTk/EynXB8S_pGA/s400/P1040907.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su86-DKoqvI/AAAAAAAACTc/IgSewQsoAYA/s1600-h/P1040908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399599315916729074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su86-DKoqvI/AAAAAAAACTc/IgSewQsoAYA/s400/P1040908.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, all caught up....  gotta go work on my lesson for tomorrow night... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-9105966299558202622?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-stuff.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Su89QGWqLnI/AAAAAAAACU8/q3pOi7moHwY/s72-c/006-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-4410619394758705545</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 00:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-18T18:20:12.694-07:00</atom:updated><title>OUCH!</title><description>Chad is a very quiet boy but he is very active.  He loves to run and jump and actually quite good at it.  Blake is the one that is always doing back handsprings and flips on his snowboard, he and Devin did quite well at pole vaulting in high school, in fact, Devin held the school record for about 6 or 7 years.  I tell you that because as high and as much as THEY jumped, Chad &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;jumps&lt;/span&gt; more. Chad can run and jump upon the stage at the church without using his hands, he has done this for a couple of years now.  Blake was shocked to see him do that, he told his dad, "I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think I could do that until I was in high school."  A few years ago Blake taught Chad how to do the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_bgVgFwoQVE"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fosbury&lt;/span&gt;-flop&lt;/a&gt;, he does it quite well.  I am sure in HS he will be able to do the high jump better than Blake.  (Sorry, Blake, but YOU taught him!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Chad was at a merit badge fair earning his last merit badge before doing his Eagle Project.  After he was all finished he was outside running and jumping with his friends.  He misjudged a brick wall and did this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Stu7DEyTbeI/AAAAAAAACTU/GyY09utcm9Y/s1600-h/chad1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394110640205032930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Stu7DEyTbeI/AAAAAAAACTU/GyY09utcm9Y/s400/chad1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at work when I got a text from Brad telling me that he was with Chad at the urgent care.  The Dr. was concerned about his bone and his tendon.  He cut it DEEP, yep, the Dr. showed Brad the bone and the tendon.  He had Chad flex his foot up and down and then from side to side to check the tendon.  Brad said the tendon looked like a ribbon and you could see it tightening etc as Chad moved his foot.  YEAH, no damage to the tendon or bone.  The bone was bruised but not chipped or anything!  Here is a pic that Brad took when the Dr. was cleaning it up and getting ready to sew it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Stu6_eOWP-I/AAAAAAAACTM/23HPQTLd-iw/s1600-h/chad2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394110578314067938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Stu6_eOWP-I/AAAAAAAACTM/23HPQTLd-iw/s400/chad2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cut the dead skin away and had to do THREE layers of stitches!  Like I said, it as deep!  Chad was quite the stud during all of this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Stu66v_mU0I/AAAAAAAACTE/gJbSqOTeW6c/s1600-h/chad3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394110497184699202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Stu66v_mU0I/AAAAAAAACTE/gJbSqOTeW6c/s400/chad3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the finished product.  Oh, did I say this was his shin?  Yep, it is swollen.  We had a GREAT Dr.   He wants me to take Chad in tomorrow and let him have a look at it.  Chad is on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;antibiotics&lt;/span&gt; but we did not fill his pain pill &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;prescription&lt;/span&gt;.  He is doing okay with Tylenol.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny, thing to add... when Chad was in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;, he was climbing a fence and jumped off it, did I mention that Chad likes to jump?  °Ü°  Well, his shoelace got caught at the top of the fence and he fell to the cement below and broke both of his arms.  YEP, not only did he break BOTH arms, but he broke 2 bones in one arm... so, yep, broke 3 bones!  Yep, he had 2 casts on for awhile!  What a little stud this guy is!  Hang in there Chad, we love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6700488483214476689-4410619394758705545?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/ouch.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Stu7DEyTbeI/AAAAAAAACTU/GyY09utcm9Y/s72-c/chad1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-3635147219661151773</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 20:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-12T15:58:24.981-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Viewing and The Funeral</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOq25pm38I/AAAAAAAACS0/nzFbLzu2hFg/s1600-h/P1040757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391841039057608642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOq25pm38I/AAAAAAAACS0/nzFbLzu2hFg/s400/P1040757.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOqli-XJbI/AAAAAAAACSs/aggaEITIP_w/s1600-h/P1040758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391840740912866738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOqli-XJbI/AAAAAAAACSs/aggaEITIP_w/s400/P1040758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOqXeHLV1I/AAAAAAAACSk/_nEKWEd3HEw/s1600-h/P1040761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391840499089495890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOqXeHLV1I/AAAAAAAACSk/_nEKWEd3HEw/s400/P1040761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOqLE4e2VI/AAAAAAAACSc/r_p1vwIcLYM/s1600-h/P1040762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391840286158543186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOqLE4e2VI/AAAAAAAACSc/r_p1vwIcLYM/s400/P1040762.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOp-9s1hcI/AAAAAAAACSU/RT5HMPEQ9Uc/s1600-h/P1040769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391840078072219074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOp-9s1hcI/AAAAAAAACSU/RT5HMPEQ9Uc/s400/P1040769.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2 oldest boys by my side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOptQb_aQI/AAAAAAAACSM/e4ATVawAItA/s1600-h/P1040771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391839773864192258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOptQb_aQI/AAAAAAAACSM/e4ATVawAItA/s400/P1040771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 3 ribbons that said "Husband", "Daddy", and "Grandpa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOpcg6t5gI/AAAAAAAACSE/670Pu8fkAtg/s1600-h/121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391839486230259202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOpcg6t5gI/AAAAAAAACSE/670Pu8fkAtg/s400/121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His grandchildren...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOpRWzRQcI/AAAAAAAACR8/HAIhHy5SsKk/s1600-h/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391839294536106434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOpRWzRQcI/AAAAAAAACR8/HAIhHy5SsKk/s400/122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His brother, sisters, sister in law, brother in law, nieces and nephews from TEXAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOpGev9M2I/AAAAAAAACR0/AxBRDA29sE0/s1600-h/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391839107691131746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOpGev9M2I/AAAAAAAACR0/AxBRDA29sE0/s400/129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacia and mom... Stacia was my very best friend growing up... they lived right next door to us!  Her parents and my parents were best friends too!  She always comes and supports me when times are hard... she flew in when I had seizures when Chad was born!  Thank you, Stacia, I love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOo8H2T5SI/AAAAAAAACRs/U1EjW-RvN60/s1600-h/P1040847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391838929745077538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOo8H2T5SI/AAAAAAAACRs/U1EjW-RvN60/s400/P1040847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOoqsDuwCI/AAAAAAAACRk/nbc55mOpOHc/s1600-h/P1040848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391838630227394594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOoqsDuwCI/AAAAAAAACRk/nbc55mOpOHc/s400/P1040848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOodVYse9I/AAAAAAAACRc/TPhU6iu1uBY/s1600-h/P1040849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391838400803011538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOodVYse9I/AAAAAAAACRc/TPhU6iu1uBY/s400/P1040849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOoJL4qTFI/AAAAAAAACRU/ALR6kQ-I6SE/s1600-h/145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391838054655347794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOoJL4qTFI/AAAAAAAACRU/ALR6kQ-I6SE/s400/145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad has 7 grandsons, they were the pallbearers... very tender...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOn4mnEjmI/AAAAAAAACRM/c3iwUEvh77g/s1600-h/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391837769771552354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOn4mnEjmI/AAAAAAAACRM/c3iwUEvh77g/s400/147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOnOqOD_AI/AAAAAAAACRE/fMalfYZG350/s1600-h/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391837049185893378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOnOqOD_AI/AAAAAAAACRE/fMalfYZG350/s400/148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOm-bwKHSI/AAAAAAAACQ8/D5X25bRXDEk/s1600-h/P1040779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391836770424462626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOm-bwKHSI/AAAAAAAACQ8/D5X25bRXDEk/s400/P1040779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOmvSo6OOI/AAAAAAAACQ0/MP-N8rPPbx4/s1600-h/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391836510280104162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOmvSo6OOI/AAAAAAAACQ0/MP-N8rPPbx4/s400/150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOmh1JPekI/AAAAAAAACQs/o6IOrtp8oIU/s1600-h/P1040782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391836279024351810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOmh1JPekI/AAAAAAAACQs/o6IOrtp8oIU/s400/P1040782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cool, when we pulled up to the cemetery, the Navy was there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOmNVM4xkI/AAAAAAAACQk/QQ039TS1PFA/s1600-h/P1040783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391835926852322882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOmNVM4xkI/AAAAAAAACQk/QQ039TS1PFA/s400/P1040783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOl0MrCc6I/AAAAAAAACQc/t9aspjND9zk/s1600-h/161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391835495066137506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOl0MrCc6I/AAAAAAAACQc/t9aspjND9zk/s400/161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOlkVZhqvI/AAAAAAAACQU/_nnVGRqjTKE/s1600-h/169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391835222530697970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOlkVZhqvI/AAAAAAAACQU/_nnVGRqjTKE/s400/169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He played Taps!  (You can see him by the white flowers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOlMMI5wmI/AAAAAAAACQM/ku4QVQkJ6IM/s1600-h/P1040792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391834807728194146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOlMMI5wmI/AAAAAAAACQM/ku4QVQkJ6IM/s400/P1040792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOk6H5lOGI/AAAAAAAACQE/yLMlbNcG2BM/s1600-h/P1040793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391834497352546402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOk6H5lOGI/AAAAAAAACQE/yLMlbNcG2BM/s400/P1040793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOkpqXeGAI/AAAAAAAACP8/YqBt7g5IqXQ/s1600-h/P1040794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391834214546937858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOkpqXeGAI/AAAAAAAACP8/YqBt7g5IqXQ/s400/P1040794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOkJwrAELI/AAAAAAAACP0/E8Fq0LX6Ovo/s1600-h/P1040795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391833666483654834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOkJwrAELI/AAAAAAAACP0/E8Fq0LX6Ovo/s400/P1040795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOj4jyOaCI/AAAAAAAACPs/ybd9PfG0_RQ/s1600-h/P1040797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391833370966517794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOj4jyOaCI/AAAAAAAACPs/ybd9PfG0_RQ/s400/P1040797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was so cool!  My brother in law taped it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOjooH47XI/AAAAAAAACPk/nNHabtMvxBM/s1600-h/179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391833097253219698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOjooH47XI/AAAAAAAACPk/nNHabtMvxBM/s400/179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOjaIo55WI/AAAAAAAACPc/M-LgBArk3yg/s1600-h/8432_1124631323913_1471022205_30341846_2473999_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391832848283592034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOjaIo55WI/AAAAAAAACPc/M-LgBArk3yg/s400/8432_1124631323913_1471022205_30341846_2473999_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my dad's sisters and brother.  They brought Texas soil for him to be buried in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOjUMB69mI/AAAAAAAACPU/93xm1GNSOHU/s1600-h/188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391832746114610786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOjUMB69mI/AAAAAAAACPU/93xm1GNSOHU/s400/188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOjGsyfXUI/AAAAAAAACPM/WppgUwOUThs/s1600-h/P1040809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391832514390089026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOjGsyfXUI/AAAAAAAACPM/WppgUwOUThs/s400/P1040809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOixZ16t6I/AAAAAAAACPE/fSOGCZpBndI/s1600-h/187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391832148526938018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOixZ16t6I/AAAAAAAACPE/fSOGCZpBndI/s400/187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pallbearers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOijXjxwAI/AAAAAAAACO8/n7_fJRxyIcA/s1600-h/P1040811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391831907395813378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOijXjxwAI/AAAAAAAACO8/n7_fJRxyIcA/s400/P1040811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All but one of my daddy's nieces and nephews came!  I love my cousins!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOiUq5Rl9I/AAAAAAAACO0/JnhQuynZSfY/s1600-h/201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391831654888216530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOiUq5Rl9I/AAAAAAAACO0/JnhQuynZSfY/s400/201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOiF4Gb9UI/AAAAAAAACOs/HhsixdXcGfw/s1600-h/215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391831400735044930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOiF4Gb9UI/AAAAAAAACOs/HhsixdXcGfw/s400/215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirk (my sweet brother), Stacia and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOhuFFqPtI/AAAAAAAACOk/G9fL_tPnmVE/s1600-h/216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391830991904587474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOhuFFqPtI/AAAAAAAACOk/G9fL_tPnmVE/s400/216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOhclg0WPI/AAAAAAAACOc/MCKsPhI2FZc/s1600-h/226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391830691370785010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOhclg0WPI/AAAAAAAACOc/MCKsPhI2FZc/s400/226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOhG5Qpn1I/AAAAAAAACOU/RT1xx7sTVZ4/s1600-h/P1040824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391830318714560338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOhG5Qpn1I/AAAAAAAACOU/RT1xx7sTVZ4/s400/P1040824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOg1BfLz2I/AAAAAAAACOM/fUHK8qD9nWk/s1600-h/232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391830011685359458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOg1BfLz2I/AAAAAAAACOM/fUHK8qD9nWk/s400/232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOgbx4sTtI/AAAAAAAACOE/6d1wtU6ArRg/s1600-h/P1040806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391829578000649938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOgbx4sTtI/AAAAAAAACOE/6d1wtU6ArRg/s400/P1040806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOgKQaaEqI/AAAAAAAACN8/RVTfCrINnMo/s1600-h/P1040829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391829276957479586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOgKQaaEqI/AAAAAAAACN8/RVTfCrINnMo/s400/P1040829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grandsons in daddy's rose garden with the Texas flag at half mast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOf4dGdIoI/AAAAAAAACN0/fV4Oc68gCwo/s1600-h/8432_1124631443916_1471022205_30341849_3908943_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391828971125809794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOf4dGdIoI/AAAAAAAACN0/fV4Oc68gCwo/s400/8432_1124631443916_1471022205_30341849_3908943_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet cousins!!!  THANK YOU ALL FOR COMING!!!  It meant sooooooooooooo much!  I love you all!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brad, Dallin, Chad and I went to take Dallin up to BYU on Thurs, Aug. 27th (Brad's Birthday).  Dad was not doing very well.  He was very weak and was in bed.  Mom had prepared me and yet I was surprised, we had seen him about 4 weeks before...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so wonderful (tender mercy of the Lord)... the timing.  The older kids were also in Utah, they had finished working and had gotten there about the same time we did.  We were able to spent 4 good days with him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy passed away on Sept. 1, 2009.  It was his mother's Birthday!  I am sure it was a wonderful birthday present for her to see her son again!  Mom, Dirk and I were by his side when he left this mortal life.  It was about 7:17 am.  It was very sad and hard and yet.... it was very sweet and tender at the same time.  Daddy was ready to meet his maker.  He lived a good life and was a wonderful husband, father, grandfather and friend to many.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is so hard for me to write. I have been meaning to write details of that weekend in my journal but every time I do I just sit here and cry.  I really need to do it before all the details slip from my mind.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so grateful for Our Heavenly Father and the plan of salvation.  I am so grateful for my knowledge that families can be together again.  (Dad's children and grandchildren all sang "Families Can Be Together Forever" at the funeral).  My parents were sealed in the Salt Lake Temple!  WE WILL SEE HIM AGAIN!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, in the meantime...  I miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did the Life Sketch at the funeral.  Here is a copy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What an awesome responsibly it is to talk about someone such as dad… a servant of God, a Husband, a Father, a Daddy, Son, son in law, brother, brother in-law, Uncle, a friend and hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JG and Mary Measles had 5 children, 3 girls and 2 boys.  Dad was the 2nd of 5. He was born in Olton Texas on Nov. 27, 1931. I am sure that his siblings could share with you many, many stories from those years… In fact, I am sure there are many stories that each of you can remember about good ‘ole James.  We have put some cards in the foyer and we want to invite you to share those memories about dad so mom and can enjoy them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad graduated from Olton high school and he wasn’t too sure what to do after that, he asked his dad for council  and papa told him that if he joined the Navy he would always have a hot meal and a warm bed so that is exactly what dad did.  One of our favorite pictures of dad is the navy picture that mama had hanging on her wall forever.  After serving in the Navy for 4 years and returning to Plainview he met the love of his life.  They were dragging the gut in Plainview when they met, the friend that was with dad in his new blue, 2 tone, 2 door, hard top Pontiac Catalina was George Washington and just to be funny dad told mom that his name was Jerry Ferguson. Of course she thought George was teasing and believed dad!  She was so excited to introduce her friends to this new cute guy she had met…“Jerry Ferguson” and just few nights later they were all out dragging the gut again and she saw him!  She got really excited and was pointing him out to her friends; they all laughed and told her he was James Measles! Oh, yeah, that was James alright, quite the jokester! Mom and dad were married on Oct. 19, 1956 at daddy’s parent’s house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad went to school at Draughns Business College, and later graduated from Wayland Baptist University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was prepared to hear the gospel before the missionaries knocked on their door that day.  6 months before he was listening to the radio and heard how bad smoking was and so he quit smoking that very day, saying no kid of mine will ever see me smoke. My grandmother Watts used to take Dirk and I to church every Sunday, one day dad was talking about some bible story and I said, “How do you know daddy?  You don’t go to church.”  That cut dad to the very core. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom had the question in her mind, what happened to my little brother when he died?  So, that day that the missionaries knocked on the door, that was her very 1st question and as you know they shared the plan of salvation and Mom wanted to hear more.  Once mom and dad were baptized they were committed, never wavering. I am so very grateful for a father who was not tooooo stubborn that he would listen, feel, and be baptized. Mom and dad were sealed for time and ALL eternity on Sept. 28, 1965 in the Salt Lake temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was diagnosed with a brain tumor in 1960, he had his 1st hospital visit when mom was pregnant with me.  I can remember in high school being called down to the office and Dirk and I would head to the hospital to meet mom and dad. He was very ill for oh so much of his life.  But again, dad was a fighter, always positive and his faith helped him through.  He actually asked the Lord to bless him that he might be able to live to raise his children. Dec. 10, 1985 mom and dad went to Boston and he had laser surgery at Harvard with the machine that cut the 1st atom.  One of the side effects from that surgery was seizures.  He was able to control that with meds and lived a long great life.  We were so very blessed to have him in our lives for so long.  Heavenly Father answered his pray and then some…. He was not only able to raise his children but he was around to be such an example to each of his grandchildren. We are VERY aware of this blessing and very grateful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy was always “teaching a lesson”… I know all of you think daddy was sweet and nice, but I will never forget the day he wouldn’t let me go to the swim party.  Dad was serving as Branch President at the time. There was to be a fun swim party with EVERY body there on Sunday afternoon.  When I asked if I could go he told me no, we do not swim on the Sabbath.  I begged and begged, but daddy, I wont swim, I wont get in the water, I wont even wear my swim suit…  every body is going to be there daddy!  Again, No, Shaila, we don’t do that kind of thing on the Sabbath.  I would not give up that easily…. Please, daddy, please… he finally said, “Okay, I will make a deal with you… You can go if I can go back behind the barn and smoke just one cigarette.”  Are you kidding me???  Dad, you can’t do that!!!  Well, there ya go.  He won.  I am sure he had NO intention of smoking that cigarette but he won, he got his way and there ya go…. He taught a lesson to me.  Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad said, “Everyone needs someone in their life to set them straight.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though dad’s dark skin was more like an Indian, he insisted on being dressed like a cowboy.  He made sure he bought my boys their 1st pair of boots.  I loved being raised by a good ‘ole cowboy and having a horse!  There were great times on the farm riding…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great family vacation EVERY year going to see something new, he hit 44 or 46 states; mom couldn’t remember if we went to north and South Dakota! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved dad’s dancing eyes; they were full of mischief and love…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even during his lowest time in his life when he was diagnosed with cancer and very weak I can remember he telling me to grab some bags and we went into the back yard and picked peaches and then walked around and gave them out to some of his friends.  He could barely carry them, but that was daddy… still serving. Ironically the scripture that makes me think of daddy is in James.  James 1:22, “But be ye doers of the word, and not hearers only”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When dad was diagnosed with Cancer last year, he was told he had 3-6 months to live.  Poor daddy, he would not believe this, every time we would take him to a Dr. visit up at the Huntsman cancer he would ask the Dr. when she was going to make him well.  He was going to beat this.  And yet in quite moments of reflection he thought of anyone he might have offended and he would immediate get on the phone and call and apologize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lana can remember calling the house and asking “Can I talk to Shaila?” and daddy would say, “I don’t know, can you?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I would call and ask dad, “Hey, what’s up?”  He would always answer, “Rent and taxes”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time anyone would ask how he felt, he would…. Fingers….  Say, “With my fingers”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never lost his personality, the day before he passed away Mike, his hospice nurse was here and he asked dad, “James, do you know who I am?”  Dad said, “sure, Clem Kadiddlehoppe”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad had a lot of one liners!&lt;br /&gt;Our family will miss him oh so very much.  Teaching us a lesson… how to be a hard worker… how to serve… I know the grandsons will miss being called “a girl” or being thumped on the head with grandpa’s Texas ring…  I know his family meant the world to him.  I know he will be watching over us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a great love for the Book of Mormon and applied it in his life.&lt;br /&gt;He loved his Savior and knew of his tender mercies,&lt;br /&gt;Dad’s testimony to me was Quiet and his actions were BOLD &lt;br /&gt;He will always be our Hero…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for my knowledge that families can be together forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6700488483214476689-3635147219661151773?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/viewing-and-funeral.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/StOq25pm38I/AAAAAAAACS0/nzFbLzu2hFg/s72-c/P1040757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-4080303976126059569</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 03:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-30T20:44:35.864-07:00</atom:updated><title>Me and My Daddy!</title><description>I got home from work today and a friend had dropped off a gift for me... I opened the card and here is what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every little girl deserves a wonderful father to love and protect her. I have no doubt that your daddy was such a man, who has created many wonderful memories for you. I hope this little gift will always bring these memories to heart and mind. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SsQhyqMPEkI/AAAAAAAACNc/Yf4cKukalg4/s1600-h/P1040850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387468208444740162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SsQhyqMPEkI/AAAAAAAACNc/Yf4cKukalg4/s400/P1040850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home from Utah (the funeral) this was on my front porch... The note says, "Remembering a good Texan and a great man! We love you!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SsQkSTRrTvI/AAAAAAAACNk/NIjiZ_Q3T1s/s1600-h/P1040851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387470951072616178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SsQkSTRrTvI/AAAAAAAACNk/NIjiZ_Q3T1s/s400/P1040851.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet sister in law made this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; watch for me... she made a watch to remind me that this is only for "time", not "eternity".... I WILL see him again! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SsQk7pgGUdI/AAAAAAAACNs/RllYQzIcuuo/s1600-h/P1040854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387471661413323218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SsQk7pgGUdI/AAAAAAAACNs/RllYQzIcuuo/s400/P1040854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I had of taken pictures of the flowers that my friends sent!  :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really appreciate you all for your sweet words, texts, emails, cards, hugs, etc.... I love you all!  Friends are so wonderful!!!  THANK YOU!!!  I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6700488483214476689-4080303976126059569?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-and-my-daddy.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SsQhyqMPEkI/AAAAAAAACNc/Yf4cKukalg4/s72-c/P1040850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-2592554314475032833</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 17:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-26T11:42:04.216-07:00</atom:updated><title>*Lehi's Dream*</title><description>This year in Institute I am teaching Book of Mormon. I know you all know the story of Lehi's dream but I want to share a few things that MIGHT be new to you...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sr5QO-UqAOI/AAAAAAAACMs/nfkbtpANmdI/s1600-h/LDS_Joseph_SMITH_Senior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385830422559719650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sr5QO-UqAOI/AAAAAAAACMs/nfkbtpANmdI/s400/LDS_Joseph_SMITH_Senior.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you know that Father Smith (Joseph Smith Sr.) had a dream VERY similar to that of Lehi's? He had this dream when Joseph the prophet was 6 years old! Let me share this with you... this was taken from from Lucy Mack Smith, &lt;em&gt;History of Joseph Smith by His Mother.&lt;/em&gt; I am now going to quote Lucy Mack Smith's account of the dream that Father Joseph had in 1811. Watch for similarities between it and Lehi's dream!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I thought," said he, "I was traveling in an open, desolate field, which appeared to be very barren. As I was thus traveling, the thought suddenly came into my mind that I had better stop and reflect upon what I was doing, before I went any farther. So I asked myself, 'What motive can I have in traveling here, and what place can this be?' My guide, who was by my side, as before, said, 'This is the desolate world; but travel on.' The road was so broad and barren that I wondered why I should travel in it; for, said I to myself, 'Broad is the road, and wide is the gate that leads to death, and many there be that walk therein; but narrow is the way, and strait is the gate that leads to everlasting life, and few there be that go in thereat.' Traveling a short distance further, I came to a narrow path. This path I entered, and, when I had traveled a little way in it, I beheld a beautiful stream of water, which ran from the east to the west. Of this stream, I could see neither the source nor yet the mouth; but as far as my eyes could extend I could see a rope, running along the bank of it, about as high as a man could reach, and beyond me was a low, but very pleasant valley, in which stood a tree such as I had never seen before. It was exceedingly handsome, insomuch that I looked upon it with wonder and admiration. Its beautiful branches spread themselves somewhat like an umbrella, and it bore a kind of fruit, in shape much like a chestnut bur, and as white as snow, or, is possible, whiter. I gazed upon the same with considerable interest, and as I was doing so, the burs or shells commenced opening and shedding their particles, or the fruit which they contained, which was of dazzling whiteness. I drew near and began to eat of it, and I found it delicious beyond description. As I was eating, I said in my heart, 'I cannot eat this alone, I must bring my wife and seven children, and we all commenced eating and praising God for this blessing. We were exceedingly happy, insomuch that our joy could not easily be expressed. While thus engaged, I beheld a spacious building standing opposite the valley which we were in, and it appeared to reach to the very heavens. It was full of doors and windows, and they were all filled with people, who were very finely dressed. When these people observed us in the low valley, under the tree, they pointed the finger of scorn at us, and treated us with all manner of disrespect and contempt. But their contumely we utterly disregarded. I presently turned to my guide and inquired of him the meaning of the fruit that was so delicious. He told me it as the pure love of God, shed abroad in the hearts of all those who love him, and keep his commandments. He then commanded me to go and bring the rest of my children. I told him that we were all there. 'No," he replied, 'look yonder, you have two more, and you must bring them also.' Upon raising my eyes, I saw two small children, standing some distance off. I immediately went to them, and brought them to the tree; upon which they commenced eating with the rest, and we all rejoiced together. The move we ate, the more we seemed to desire, until we even got down upon our knees and scooped i up, eating it by double handfuls. After feasting in this manner a short time, I asked my guide what was the meaning of the spacious building which I saw. He replied, 'It is Babylon, it is Babylon, and it must fall. The people in the doors and windows are the inhabitants thereof, who scorn and despise the Saints of God because of their humility.' I soon awoke, clapping my hands together for joy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how Father Joseph says that they got down on their knees and were eating "The Love of God" by double handfuls!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, look at v. 20 (ch 8) The phrase "stait and narrow path" is an interesting one. Note the spelling of "strait." It is not "straight." "Strait" means "narrow" or "restricted." So, in effect, we have the phrase "narrow and narrow path." It has also been suggested that the phrase can mean "narrow and narrowing" path. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sr5ZjfZ1FnI/AAAAAAAACM8/DjBipfqOSlI/s1600-h/cambulo_traverse_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385840670641821298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sr5ZjfZ1FnI/AAAAAAAACM8/DjBipfqOSlI/s400/cambulo_traverse_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you a great story that is a perfect example of this... A good man had gotten way off the path for a time in his life. Through repentance and much effort, he regained his membership in the Church and was doing very well, having served a mission with his wife and done much good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, one day he went to see his bishop, he expressed grave concern about his chances for gaining celestial exaltation, whereas, he had been very confident about his chances for several years now. His concern boiled down to this: He was now noticing flaws and imperfections in his daily living which he had not even noticed before this time in his life. I guess his bishop startled him when he said, "Rejoice!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As they chatted, his bishop explained that the fact that he was now noticing things heretofore un-noticed by him in his life was evidence that he was now much closer to the Spirit than before. he was drawing closer and closer to God, and the "light" was shining much brighter on the path so that he was noticing and worrying about littler things in his life. It was a sign that he was doing much better! When he realized this, he paused, then smiled, breathed a big sigh of relief and left the office very happy. Such is the power of travel along the "narrow and narrowing" path!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel as we start out on the "narrow and narrowing path", it is okay to lean on another's testimony but as the path gets more narrow we have to eventually stand alone... hence having our own strong testimony, living our lives better each day... line upon line... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My prayer is that we all continue to pray, read, study, learn and grow... attend the temple, serve others... and come closer to our Father in Heaven! I am so grateful for a loving Heavenly Father who has given us every opportunity to repent and come unto him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sr5gD0Ij-YI/AAAAAAAACNM/IXajjD8lMxk/s1600-h/atonement.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385847823032121730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sr5gD0Ij-YI/AAAAAAAACNM/IXajjD8lMxk/s400/atonement.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6700488483214476689-2592554314475032833?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/lehis-dream.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sr5QO-UqAOI/AAAAAAAACMs/nfkbtpANmdI/s72-c/LDS_Joseph_SMITH_Senior.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-6684582279402809963</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 18:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-10T11:29:18.023-07:00</atom:updated><title>Frustrated.</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to love to blog.  It was my journal, but can I just say that &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;there HAS to be an easier way!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  I have tried to upload pics &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TWICE&lt;/span&gt; and it wont let me move them to the order I WANT them in!!!!  I am frustrated.  I am quiting for now.  I will try again later....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any suggestions?  What am I doing wrong???  Do I need to do some kind of an upgrade to my blogspot???!!!  HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6700488483214476689-6684582279402809963?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/frustrated.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SqlERByVPyI/AAAAAAAACMk/aa4HFXhsDcg/s72-c/P1040745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-8402739927708293008</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 17:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-11T11:32:58.749-07:00</atom:updated><title>Beach Day</title><description>It is such a bummer when the summer comes to an end. School starts here on Wednesday. So, yesterday we went to the beach. I love the beach... the sun on my face, the wind in my hair, the sand between my toes, the mist in the air, the sound of the waves, and the joy on my children's faces! Here are a few pics from yesterday... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368769699356846450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SoGzmLsLqXI/AAAAAAAACLU/v9iZJj1xDoo/s400/P1040522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368769290211602434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SoGzOXgWsAI/AAAAAAAACLM/6zjLlnK45gs/s400/P1040527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368768986693745282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SoGy8s0DuoI/AAAAAAAACLE/Pb-2qJCkziE/s400/P1040529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368768636215628850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SoGyoTLkFDI/AAAAAAAACK8/7neIk8q4sC4/s400/P1040530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368767392307209698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SoGxf5Qr5eI/AAAAAAAACK0/BB8LBD_XqX4/s400/P1040544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368766444148475346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SoGwotGBxdI/AAAAAAAACKk/wl4Ut52yppc/s400/P1040533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368766888166419202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SoGxCjMJ6wI/AAAAAAAACKs/eY2unc0oVYA/s400/P1040537.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368770059898207746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SoGz7Kz8PgI/AAAAAAAACLc/6CwXZLdW4SI/s400/P1040550.JPG" /&gt;Tanning and sharing headphones... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368771837714954306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SoG1ipse-EI/AAAAAAAACLs/KcCS70zbCOU/s400/P1040541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS I cut my hair... short and sassy once again! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368772470050293186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SoG2HdU-hcI/AAAAAAAACL0/uhFipwcxpus/s400/P1040517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND, Sunday night Dallin got his Patriarchal Blessing!  It was a very sweet moment...               For those of you who might not be LDS I looked "Patriarchal Blessing" up on Wikipedia and this is what is said:  "In the Latter-Day Saint movement, a Patriarchal Blessing is a blessing or ordinance given by a Patriarch to a church member.  Patriarchal Blessings are modeled after the blessing given by Abraham to each of his sons prior to his death."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-8402739927708293008?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/beach-day.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SoGzmLsLqXI/AAAAAAAACLU/v9iZJj1xDoo/s72-c/P1040522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>19</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-8470719064184163919</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Aug 2009 02:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-02T20:32:28.020-07:00</atom:updated><title>Help with a talk???</title><description>I was asked to speak at Youth Conference. The Scripture that is the theme for this year is 1 Timothy 4:12, "...be thou an example of the believers in word and conversation....." The topic I have been given is, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Using your electronic communications to be an example of the believers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel that the electronic communications that our youth use the&lt;em&gt; MOST,&lt;/em&gt; are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) their phones (TEXTING)...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365571143624803906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SnZWhvDXxkI/AAAAAAAACKE/RmfRlxetGKU/s400/ba-cell_phones_schools_0498529787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365571347464410578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SnZWtmahVdI/AAAAAAAACKM/40OVxmMdPcA/s400/texting.gif" border="0" /&gt;2.) Facebook/My Space... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365572829652702466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SnZYD3_v1QI/AAAAAAAACKU/BmRTkGlMXww/s400/facebook.bmp" border="0" /&gt;3.)  Twitter... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365573724920009522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SnZY3_IG0zI/AAAAAAAACKc/p-QUe7LSWIU/s400/twitter.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, my question for you is this...  how would &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; address this topic in a talk for youth conference??!!!&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Using Your electronic communications to be an example of the believers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would LOVE any suggestions!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6700488483214476689-8470719064184163919?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/help-with-talk.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SnZWhvDXxkI/AAAAAAAACKE/RmfRlxetGKU/s72-c/ba-cell_phones_schools_0498529787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-6610075244033886550</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Aug 2009 22:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-01T15:42:15.599-07:00</atom:updated><title>Friday Night</title><description>Upstairs bonus room on a Friday night.... Yes, they are 18, 19, 20, and 21 years old! Oh, and Chad man!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365128834563341170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SnTEP9Zae3I/AAAAAAAACJ0/lk8FGU9PQsc/s400/P1040461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365129096586941266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SnTEfNgtU1I/AAAAAAAACJ8/n9kw9JCEGTU/s400/P1040462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-6610075244033886550?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/friday-night.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SnTEP9Zae3I/AAAAAAAACJ0/lk8FGU9PQsc/s72-c/P1040461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-7003245414790825338</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 22:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-29T15:31:33.489-07:00</atom:updated><title>Hack Hack Hack..... and you thought hacking was only due to coughing</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SnDJj_YaSHI/AAAAAAAACJs/ZeG6ZBVjTks/s1600-h/2965796971_c9701b23fa_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364008776344684658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SnDJj_YaSHI/AAAAAAAACJs/ZeG6ZBVjTks/s400/2965796971_c9701b23fa_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Shaila is at work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am at play.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bet she wishes I would go JUST away......... (Or at least forget her passwords!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calling all, Shaila friends.. Lets help a girl out here. &lt;em&gt;If we don't help her out, her stomach is going to sue her teeth for neglect! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you know she is working now, getting off at 5. Its hard to come home and get dinner going.. SO. lets surprise her and send some quick recipes and meal ideas! If you don't have a quick dinner idea, then send her a little encouragement to her as she enters back in the work force... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364005797116836786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SnDG2k5I-7I/AAAAAAAACJc/_icAxY28Kfg/s400/543865587_5fecba7d9b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE... ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I would help her out... BUT.... she didnt like my last idea for a BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 171px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364005784730403682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SnDG12v_A2I/AAAAAAAACJM/TX93cBcLVyQ/s400/469026965_485a6f6596_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, its been over an hour and it still isnt showing up on google reader..... what fun is it to hack, if it wont post!!! ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG&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/6700488483214476689-7003245414790825338?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/hack-hack-hack-and-you-thought-hacking.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SnDJj_YaSHI/AAAAAAAACJs/ZeG6ZBVjTks/s72-c/2965796971_c9701b23fa_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-1235758605228917093</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 18:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-28T22:06:18.690-07:00</atom:updated><title>Starting Work</title><description>It has been wonderful to be blessed enough that I have been able to stay home to raise my boys! But, with the economy the way it is Brad and I both thought it would be nice if I could find a part time job to help out with finances. I looked at a few places around Christmas time but no one was willing to let me have the Sabbath off, so I remained unemployed. A friend of mine who works for an optometrist part time called me a week or so ago and told me that the other gal she works with gave her 2 week notice, so Kathy was wondering if I would be interested. YES!!! I had to make a resume and go in for an interview. I was a little nervous because of my age and not having worked in years! I knew there were a couple of cute young gals interested too... Anyway, long story short, I got the job!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started on Saturday. Kathy trained me... I greet the patient, make copies of their ID and Insurance card, enter the info on the computer and start them a file. I take them back and check their eyes on several different machines... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sm368rO3-wI/AAAAAAAACJE/HP-h0qjckSU/s1600-h/pretest-web-small.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sm368rO3-wI/AAAAAAAACJE/HP-h0qjckSU/s400/pretest-web-small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363218651572337410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (This is NOT our office, but this is what the machines look like) I then write the results from the machines and put it on their chart. I then take the patient into the exam room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun. I need to go buy scrubs now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-1235758605228917093?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/starting-work.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sm368rO3-wI/AAAAAAAACJE/HP-h0qjckSU/s72-c/pretest-web-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>19</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-290818902665206228</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2009 18:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-22T11:32:36.342-07:00</atom:updated><title>Thought Question...</title><description>Are you trading what you want MOST for what you want in the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-290818902665206228?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/thought-question.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-5909345001980393604</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Jul 2009 19:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-20T15:21:09.996-07:00</atom:updated><title>Update on Daddy</title><description>I just called mom to check on things and mom was in tears. Dad has been REALLY nauseated for a week or so now. He is on "the strongest anti-nausea" meds, the next step would be IV (says the Dr.) He has been throwing up every day, he even threw up his ensure this morning. He can't lay flat, last night they stayed up till 12:30 with him propped up on the couch. My brother just came home from work and is taking them to the ER to get dad hydrated. It is so hard being so far away and feeling so helpless. I am SO grateful that my brother lives so close and has a wonderful job so that he can be there for them night and/or day! Thank you, Dirk, I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor mom, they have come to the conclusion that it might be time to call in Hospice. He needs a hospital bed. They have not wanted to call Hospice for a couple of reasons... &lt;br /&gt;1) They do not want to feel like they are giving up &lt;br /&gt;2) They have my brother and his family close AND they have plenty of wonderful people that can and will help from church &lt;br /&gt;3) Mom really doesn't like people that she doesn't know in and out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say a prayer... pray for my sweet mom... &lt;br /&gt;Thank you dear friends/family... LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE ~ Utah time 3:55 pm&lt;br /&gt;Just heard from Dirk, they are at the ER and they are giving him fluids and nausea meds thru IV, he is already feeling better! They are also going to do an Xray to make sure there is no blockage! They said they can give him nausea meds to take home that he can put under his tongue so that it will go right into the blood stream and he will not throw them up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirk said that on the way to the ER dad saw Beto's (he loves their breakfast burritos) and he teased and said, "Hey, do you think we have time to stop at Beto's?" They knew he was teasing, he has been nauseated and cant keep anything down, but he is still his cute little joking self!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ER in American Fork is wonderful... they are on top of things! THANK YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;PS A nurses aid just came in and asked him if there was anything they could get him... he said he would love a large chocolate shake. Guess who is now eating a large chocolate shake? He is too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-5909345001980393604?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/update-on-daddy.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-2362131255059736989</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 00:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-16T13:50:42.106-07:00</atom:updated><title>A trip to Utah</title><description>I am way behind on posts... but I really NEED to get some pictures posted from my little trip to visit mom and dad.  I drove up there the day after graduation with my mother in law, June 11 (Devin's Bday) and was able to stay thru Father's Day!!!  Here are a few fun pics from the trip...  My cute daddy sitting on the couch &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SlaZzXdu0WI/AAAAAAAACE0/2ABUOU8qWns/s1600-h/P1040270.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/SlaZzXdu0WI/AAAAAAAACE0/2ABUOU8qWns/s400/P1040270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356637914554880354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Okay, time for a rest... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SlaaMulObQI/AAAAAAAACE8/i5rGBHJvGiw/s1600-h/P1040269.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/SlaaMulObQI/AAAAAAAACE8/i5rGBHJvGiw/s400/P1040269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356638350257057026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While I was there my sister in law and my cute neices worked in mom and dad's back yard. We dug around all the fruit trees and put some cement rounds and nice dirt and some bark around them.  It will make it much easier for my sweet nephew to mow and it will be better for the trees too!  Here are a couple of pics that mom took of us... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-D4KtljrI/AAAAAAAACFM/oaidbsh11Rk/s1600-h/P1040275.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-D4KtljrI/AAAAAAAACFM/oaidbsh11Rk/s400/P1040275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359147082565652146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-EUJvBwxI/AAAAAAAACFU/ILrmnkDBC30/s1600-h/P1040279.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-EUJvBwxI/AAAAAAAACFU/ILrmnkDBC30/s400/P1040279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359147563339596562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is dad, coming out to see what we had done! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-ErEh4DUI/AAAAAAAACFc/j8yXLNhUjBI/s1600-h/P1040280.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-ErEh4DUI/AAAAAAAACFc/j8yXLNhUjBI/s400/P1040280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359147957079248194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While I was there dad was scheduled to have his biliary tube replaced.  He has this done about every 3 months. Here is a picture of him in the recovery room. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-FWK-k2kI/AAAAAAAACFk/E2_4YOM612o/s1600-h/P1040274.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-FWK-k2kI/AAAAAAAACFk/E2_4YOM612o/s400/P1040274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359148697544612418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also while I was there Brad, Dallin and Chad went up to the Bergquist's family reunion.  They didnt take many pictures, but here are a few. All of my boys love little babies!  Their oldest cousin had twins and this was the first time that the had seen them! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-F27rp2zI/AAAAAAAACFs/AzaLGWhckXE/s1600-h/P1040282.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-F27rp2zI/AAAAAAAACFs/AzaLGWhckXE/s400/P1040282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359149260374399794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-GUs8KKvI/AAAAAAAACF0/yYJC11Lv3ik/s1600-h/P1040284.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-GUs8KKvI/AAAAAAAACF0/yYJC11Lv3ik/s400/P1040284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359149771813169906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-GnDr4CdI/AAAAAAAACF8/81BQnMesPqU/s1600-h/P1040286.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-GnDr4CdI/AAAAAAAACF8/81BQnMesPqU/s400/P1040286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359150087156533714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of the group that was there this year... a pretty small group this year! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-HAXhJ1YI/AAAAAAAACGE/cuIC1YBUQRs/s1600-h/P1040288.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-HAXhJ1YI/AAAAAAAACGE/cuIC1YBUQRs/s400/P1040288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359150521977001346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the reunion, Brad and the boys came back down to my parents house for a few days.  Here are some pics of my brother's oldest son, Jack. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-HbAnIj9I/AAAAAAAACGM/LXUB741pV-Y/s1600-h/P1040293.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-HbAnIj9I/AAAAAAAACGM/LXUB741pV-Y/s400/P1040293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359150979684536274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-Hu2-P6dI/AAAAAAAACGU/A_CWFQ4v7KA/s1600-h/P1040294.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-Hu2-P6dI/AAAAAAAACGU/A_CWFQ4v7KA/s400/P1040294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359151320694516178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin and Grandpa &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-IGzEEBjI/AAAAAAAACGc/qRVCbHNOos4/s1600-h/P1040296.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-IGzEEBjI/AAAAAAAACGc/qRVCbHNOos4/s400/P1040296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359151731962021426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My parents have a huge tree on their side yard and we all enjoy going and sitting out under it... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-ImL5zb0I/AAAAAAAACGk/zYFe4EOYP78/s1600-h/P1040300.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-ImL5zb0I/AAAAAAAACGk/zYFe4EOYP78/s400/P1040300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359152271205822274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-I8q_P74I/AAAAAAAACGs/qoBbOVp6jkQ/s1600-h/P1040301.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-I8q_P74I/AAAAAAAACGs/qoBbOVp6jkQ/s400/P1040301.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359152657507282818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My brother's youngest... she is darling, and boy does she have a personality! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-JQXV6FwI/AAAAAAAACG0/EQ2N3_cSvVE/s1600-h/P1040303.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-JQXV6FwI/AAAAAAAACG0/EQ2N3_cSvVE/s400/P1040303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359152995830994690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-JjZM3j4I/AAAAAAAACG8/8xLRb0kw5Ko/s1600-h/P1040306.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-JjZM3j4I/AAAAAAAACG8/8xLRb0kw5Ko/s400/P1040306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359153322747465602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then for FHE on Monday evening we had a BBQ.  Brad got dad's grill out and guess what??!!!  THERE WERE TONS OF WASPS NESTS in it!!!  YIKES!  I took a few pics of Bradly boy getting rid of the nests and wasps, it was actually fun to watch him swing the fly swatter and jump so not to get stung, lol...  glad he didnt get stung, that might not have been so funny! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-Kpeh-y8I/AAAAAAAACHM/gT0ExlTp_Fs/s1600-h/P1040320.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-Kpeh-y8I/AAAAAAAACHM/gT0ExlTp_Fs/s400/P1040320.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359154526769040322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chad shucking the corn... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-LVc-oUAI/AAAAAAAACHU/Yakl08a8KZg/s1600-h/P1040324.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-LVc-oUAI/AAAAAAAACHU/Yakl08a8KZg/s400/P1040324.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359155282266574850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking a break... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-L0D2cUGI/AAAAAAAACHc/zaiN43cgcDU/s1600-h/P1040326.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-L0D2cUGI/AAAAAAAACHc/zaiN43cgcDU/s400/P1040326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359155808097292386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WHERE'S THE BEEF??? &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-MFss3CQI/AAAAAAAACHk/BAeZcRndixg/s1600-h/P1040325.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-MFss3CQI/AAAAAAAACHk/BAeZcRndixg/s400/P1040325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359156111120730370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, yummy, almost done! I do have to say, Bradly boy makes the BEST burgers around, he seems to season them just right! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-MblYb5OI/AAAAAAAACHs/4wS7V3en4SU/s1600-h/P1040327.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-MblYb5OI/AAAAAAAACHs/4wS7V3en4SU/s400/P1040327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359156487113139426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opps, something funny!  Right out the nose! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-OE10fG0I/AAAAAAAACH0/1y_DKpE3-9A/s1600-h/P1040333.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-OE10fG0I/AAAAAAAACH0/1y_DKpE3-9A/s400/P1040333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359158295412022082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Derek and Devin have been giving grandpa his hair cuts but unfortunately they werent there!  So, Brad stepped up to the plate... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-OmW9nsRI/AAAAAAAACH8/74eecAegbCk/s1600-h/P1040334.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-OmW9nsRI/AAAAAAAACH8/74eecAegbCk/s400/P1040334.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359158871244386578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma noticed little trees growing in the rain gutter, so Dallin got a ladder and got them out! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-PS_lM50I/AAAAAAAACIE/zSSkadHYhXc/s1600-h/P1040338.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-PS_lM50I/AAAAAAAACIE/zSSkadHYhXc/s400/P1040338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359159638062065474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-Pl-2GljI/AAAAAAAACIM/edTWVi9y_T8/s1600-h/P1040339.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-Pl-2GljI/AAAAAAAACIM/edTWVi9y_T8/s400/P1040339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359159964282033714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOL, this is the funniest site ever... the rest of the crew watching "the show"! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-QA68lb6I/AAAAAAAACIU/kL4yuUgd81M/s1600-h/P1040343.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-QA68lb6I/AAAAAAAACIU/kL4yuUgd81M/s400/P1040343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359160427091947426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course Brad and the boys always find time to play a little golf! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-QYxnDydI/AAAAAAAACIc/oAWC8WRyqjc/s1600-h/brad+dal.bmp"&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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-QYxnDydI/AAAAAAAACIc/oAWC8WRyqjc/s400/brad+dal.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359160836902603218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a little bike ride... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-QqwpEJWI/AAAAAAAACIk/dD9h39a_Cm4/s1600-h/P1040354.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-QqwpEJWI/AAAAAAAACIk/dD9h39a_Cm4/s400/P1040354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359161145880225122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A very tender picture ~ grandpa doing his home teaching.  Yep, his companion AND the people he teaches comes over so he can fulfill his calling!  There is some really wonderful people in their ward! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-RIPha9AI/AAAAAAAACIs/BO472acoJ0Y/s1600-h/P1040362.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-RIPha9AI/AAAAAAAACIs/BO472acoJ0Y/s400/P1040362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359161652385870850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin, Grandpa, and Chad &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-RiV7eRMI/AAAAAAAACI0/13z-MtKST0M/s1600-h/P1040367.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sl-RiV7eRMI/AAAAAAAACI0/13z-MtKST0M/s400/P1040367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359162100782351554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a very fun trip up to visit family!  We had some good times!  I plan on going back next month!  I love you mom and dad... see ya soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-2362131255059736989?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/trip-to-utah.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SlaZzXdu0WI/AAAAAAAACE0/2ABUOU8qWns/s72-c/P1040270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-906926076679964986</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2009 05:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-07T22:53:57.204-07:00</atom:updated><title>Just a quickie</title><description>Dallin got his AP test scores in the mail today!  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SlQz_0NtRLI/AAAAAAAACEs/05Vv3Hx204c/s1600-h/P1040395.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/SlQz_0NtRLI/AAAAAAAACEs/05Vv3Hx204c/s400/P1040395.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355963028291273906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Can you read them?  He got a 4 on his English Language Test, and a 5 of his Statistics test!  CONGRATS Dallin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-906926076679964986?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-quickie.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SlQz_0NtRLI/AAAAAAAACEs/05Vv3Hx204c/s72-c/P1040395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-3418866663845261395</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2009 18:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-04T13:53:20.453-07:00</atom:updated><title>Graduation and A Birthday</title><description>I am way behind...  Remember, this is my journal so it will be long...  here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin graduated Wed. night (June 10th) and then on Thursday (Devin's Birthday) I headed out to Utah so I havent posted Graduation pics Or a HAPPY BIRTHDAY message to Devo, &lt;strong&gt;so sorry&lt;/strong&gt;, but know that I love you guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin's Graduation announcement, he designed them himself! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-wNydcWTI/AAAAAAAACCc/zskk8ckJVKA/s1600-h/Graduation+announcement+FINAL+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-wNydcWTI/AAAAAAAACCc/zskk8ckJVKA/s400/Graduation+announcement+FINAL+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354692232896862514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRADUATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With dad so ill mom and dad were not able to come to Cali for Dallin's graduation...  They were really sad to not be there WITH us but they picked out one of dad's Bolo ties and mailed it to Dallin.  Dallin is dressed like a cowboy for Grandpa!  Here he is ready to go... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SjbCJfmUUiI/AAAAAAAACA8/PU2GZ2CROj8/s1600-h/P1040155.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/SjbCJfmUUiI/AAAAAAAACA8/PU2GZ2CROj8/s400/P1040155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347675075905868322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Filing in... That is him towards the left with the gold sash... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SjbDHxrWbbI/AAAAAAAACBE/1jmGu_VMcVk/s1600-h/P1040161.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/SjbDHxrWbbI/AAAAAAAACBE/1jmGu_VMcVk/s400/P1040161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347676145910705586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On their way to the stage!  Brennon, Dallin and Ricky! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-qJGcuomI/AAAAAAAACBs/uhfqJK1qUig/s1600-h/P1040173.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-qJGcuomI/AAAAAAAACBs/uhfqJK1qUig/s400/P1040173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354685555293463138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting the diploma! (You can totally see Grandpa's Bolo Tie!!!) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-qic-GD1I/AAAAAAAACB0/bamjpGhFlH4/s1600-h/P1040174.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-qic-GD1I/AAAAAAAACB0/bamjpGhFlH4/s400/P1040174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354685990835720018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHA, think Chad is bored? &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-rQ382xBI/AAAAAAAACB8/4FZeirVsyvE/s1600-h/P1040166.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-rQ382xBI/AAAAAAAACB8/4FZeirVsyvE/s400/P1040166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354686788352263186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is done!  Filing out of the stadium... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-n-n2v01I/AAAAAAAACBU/QLA6CIupRZg/s1600-h/P1040179.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-n-n2v01I/AAAAAAAACBU/QLA6CIupRZg/s400/P1040179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354683176259146578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin got tons of leis!  Siuta, one of my former Seminary students made him several!  The beautiful blue/purple one, and the a few candy ones, look at the starburt one!!! THANK YOU, Siuta!!! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-sQ1UnVRI/AAAAAAAACCE/YUyK0lmmXog/s1600-h/P1040186.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-sQ1UnVRI/AAAAAAAACCE/YUyK0lmmXog/s400/P1040186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354687887158236434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, here is another one!  Thank you, Kathy!!! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-sozf8U0I/AAAAAAAACCM/PCBorJx54hw/s1600-h/P1040224.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-sozf8U0I/AAAAAAAACCM/PCBorJx54hw/s400/P1040224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354688298985739074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brothers! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-s_E40-fI/AAAAAAAACCU/1sDdzXLQ_1Y/s1600-h/P1040222.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-s_E40-fI/AAAAAAAACCU/1sDdzXLQ_1Y/s400/P1040222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354688681610639858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma and Grandpa Bergquist &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-wxmiZQjI/AAAAAAAACCk/TNK8MncnaxU/s1600-h/P1040216.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-wxmiZQjI/AAAAAAAACCk/TNK8MncnaxU/s400/P1040216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354692848171696690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin and a fe of his friends wore there boots for Grandpa Measles! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-xVXKpv6I/AAAAAAAACCs/CFQa8AnYKGs/s1600-h/P1040212.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-xVXKpv6I/AAAAAAAACCs/CFQa8AnYKGs/s400/P1040212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354693462520872866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tanner and Tony came to support the graduates! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-xuWJkobI/AAAAAAAACC0/plmma0liuV0/s1600-h/P1040194.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-xuWJkobI/AAAAAAAACC0/plmma0liuV0/s400/P1040194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354693891744637362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin and Ricky.  Ricky lives straight across the street from us... great friends forever! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-yFCqrTUI/AAAAAAAACC8/PeRYpxkdDec/s1600-h/P1040200.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-yFCqrTUI/AAAAAAAACC8/PeRYpxkdDec/s400/P1040200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354694281651768642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike and Dallin, I remember when his mom and I were both prego together!  Again, great friends forever! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-yyv5p0-I/AAAAAAAACDE/3w8aWK5mLkw/s1600-h/P1040226.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-yyv5p0-I/AAAAAAAACDE/3w8aWK5mLkw/s400/P1040226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354695066888295394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin and THE GIRLS &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-1pU_5DVI/AAAAAAAACDs/8SBxdzWrfOk/s1600-h/P1040246.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-1pU_5DVI/AAAAAAAACDs/8SBxdzWrfOk/s400/P1040246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354698203582762322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-zrKZHOUI/AAAAAAAACDM/5grkrtoCH6Y/s1600-h/5144_114811340943_736210943_3330206_914201_n.jpg"&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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-zrKZHOUI/AAAAAAAACDM/5grkrtoCH6Y/s400/5144_114811340943_736210943_3330206_914201_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354696036072241474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin and Kaitlin &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-0ANYU5fI/AAAAAAAACDU/BeGfRe-2cNs/s1600-h/5144_114811260943_736210943_3330192_7206305_n.jpg"&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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-0ANYU5fI/AAAAAAAACDU/BeGfRe-2cNs/s400/5144_114811260943_736210943_3330192_7206305_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354696397651502578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-0KpoUmlI/AAAAAAAACDc/fTGSOCKWbhI/s1600-h/5144_114811225943_736210943_3330185_6186686_n.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-0KpoUmlI/AAAAAAAACDc/fTGSOCKWbhI/s400/5144_114811225943_736210943_3330185_6186686_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354696577033476690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-0_qCd6jI/AAAAAAAACDk/eXAqcYBajAk/s1600-h/P1040239.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-0_qCd6jI/AAAAAAAACDk/eXAqcYBajAk/s400/P1040239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354697487676205618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devin turned 24 on June 11th!  HAPPY Belated BIRTHDAY Devo!!!  LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was so cute, Diana, his darling wife gave him a &lt;strong&gt;24&lt;/strong&gt; Birthday party! My boys are major Laker fans, and Kobe's number is, yep, you got it.... 24! Here are a few pictures of "The Party"! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-39kgPFBI/AAAAAAAACD0/AJNWFll0zXQ/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-39kgPFBI/AAAAAAAACD0/AJNWFll0zXQ/s400/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354700750365594642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-4GiWn4uI/AAAAAAAACD8/zPzDpu-Q83g/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-4GiWn4uI/AAAAAAAACD8/zPzDpu-Q83g/s400/010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354700904407229154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-4P7UYM3I/AAAAAAAACEE/U_0VXZa4-x0/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-4P7UYM3I/AAAAAAAACEE/U_0VXZa4-x0/s400/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354701065727521650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-4W7JIYYI/AAAAAAAACEM/Ye7x5Ajj2-I/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-4W7JIYYI/AAAAAAAACEM/Ye7x5Ajj2-I/s400/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354701185939431810" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-4et1w95I/AAAAAAAACEU/fcWeZouk_yI/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-4et1w95I/AAAAAAAACEU/fcWeZouk_yI/s400/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354701319807498130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And, yes, the Lakers gave him a wonderful gift... THEY WON!!!  Devin is quite the Herper, go &lt;a href="http://www.theherpers.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see some of his adventures, he and his cousin have started a Herping blog! Devin and Diana found this great museum too... Diana is such a good sport! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-5MHGG1kI/AAAAAAAACEc/kzh9BShfg5A/s1600-h/2009-06-29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-5MHGG1kI/AAAAAAAACEc/kzh9BShfg5A/s400/2009-06-29.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354702099681039938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-6Hlc5SOI/AAAAAAAACEk/BA4uA_JmDZE/s1600-h/2009-06-291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-6Hlc5SOI/AAAAAAAACEk/BA4uA_JmDZE/s400/2009-06-291.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354703121441966306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are currently living in N.M. installing security systems, Love you and miss you both!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-3418866663845261395?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/graduation-and-birthday.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sk-wNydcWTI/AAAAAAAACCc/zskk8ckJVKA/s72-c/Graduation+announcement+FINAL+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-1348836541713498418</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 17:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-02T11:23:48.473-07:00</atom:updated><title>I'm Home!!!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Skz7D9QonKI/AAAAAAAACBM/LtdR8q-_SXQ/s1600-h/P1040369.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Skz7D9QonKI/AAAAAAAACBM/LtdR8q-_SXQ/s400/P1040369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353930102439189666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so wonderful to see my mom and dad for so long... but now I am back home doing laundry and weeding my flower bed!!! Oh, yes, AND trying to play catch up on my blog!!! I have tons of pictures to post and I need to come visit YOUR blog!!! Give me time... I am playing catch up but I am very anxious to see what all you have been up to!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-1348836541713498418?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-home.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Skz7D9QonKI/AAAAAAAACBM/LtdR8q-_SXQ/s72-c/P1040369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-1344660763827161295</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 17:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-10T11:22:11.595-07:00</atom:updated><title>Bragging Rights</title><description>Last night was the Sr. Awards Night at our High School. Dallin was awarded the$350.00 Hal Pfeiffer Memorial Scholarship (football), President's Education Awards program, High Honors Award, California Scholarship Federation, BYU Scholarship! CONGRATS Dallin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his football coach awarding him with the scholarship. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_ziQh2TSI/AAAAAAAAB_0/rqGVKZPVKOI/s1600-h/P1040121.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_ziQh2TSI/AAAAAAAAB_0/rqGVKZPVKOI/s400/P1040121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345759052590107938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the councilors presenting him with the President's Education Award. This was sent to him from the White House and has our President's signature. To earn this you have to have over a 3.8 GPA AND be in the top 10% scores in the nation on the ACT or SAT tests. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_0a-ZTa7I/AAAAAAAAB_8/p5E1TGtN6Hc/s1600-h/P1040130.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_0a-ZTa7I/AAAAAAAAB_8/p5E1TGtN6Hc/s400/P1040130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345760026974972850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really bummed but the picture I took of him getting the Gold Cords to wear with his cap and gown tonight at graduation was blurred. To earn these cords you have to have over a 3.5 GPA. To be honest I was bummed that they didn't give a different cord to the students that had over a 4.0! Oh, well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Dallin being presented with the embroidered honor stole for the California Scholarship Federation. (again for grades) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_1n8jkKYI/AAAAAAAACAE/-0gSYW8j4eY/s1600-h/P1040132.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_1n8jkKYI/AAAAAAAACAE/-0gSYW8j4eY/s400/P1040132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345761349331069314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also announced his scholarship from BYU. Here are a few pics that we took after the Awards assembly... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_2Y8oUU9I/AAAAAAAACAM/VigYbm_ToZ8/s1600-h/P1040138.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_2Y8oUU9I/AAAAAAAACAM/VigYbm_ToZ8/s400/P1040138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345762191164593106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_2rI54O_I/AAAAAAAACAU/lwGTfB7dSpE/s1600-h/P1040139.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_2rI54O_I/AAAAAAAACAU/lwGTfB7dSpE/s400/P1040139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345762503697120242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma &amp; Grandpa Bergquist, thank you for coming! Obviously Grandma &amp; Grandpa Measles couldn't come, but dad sent him one of his Bolo Ties to wear tonight at Graduation. In fact... Dallin and many of his friends are wearing BOOTS tonight for Grandpa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_3m2HphrI/AAAAAAAACAc/MuDOV65lpaU/s1600-h/P1040143.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_3m2HphrI/AAAAAAAACAc/MuDOV65lpaU/s400/P1040143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345763529446753970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These kids have been REALLY close all thru middle school and high school. They are all graduating together tonight!!! GOOD JOB GUYS!!! WE are so proud of you and wish you only the best in your college experiences!!! We love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_4KQQ2X_I/AAAAAAAACAk/_gjYZ08_mdc/s1600-h/P1040145.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_4KQQ2X_I/AAAAAAAACAk/_gjYZ08_mdc/s400/P1040145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345764137760088050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Siuta made Dallin this beautiful lei!!! It is the prettiest one I have ever seen! THANK YOU Siuta!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_4m29bbgI/AAAAAAAACAs/Id_6zt-E9zw/s1600-h/P1040146.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_4m29bbgI/AAAAAAAACAs/Id_6zt-E9zw/s400/P1040146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345764629183950338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_45oeRFpI/AAAAAAAACA0/Sk0GMEHihC0/s1600-h/P1040147.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_45oeRFpI/AAAAAAAACA0/Sk0GMEHihC0/s400/P1040147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345764951712667282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if this came across as a little "braggy" but this is my journal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank everyone that has helped mold Dallin into the man he has become... his grandparents, his siblings, his leaders and teachers (including seminary and church!!!), and his GOOD friends (they have been a wonderful group of kids that have helped support and encourage each other to be the good people that they are today!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, son! You truly are amazing! I love you!!! ~mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-1344660763827161295?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/bragging-rights.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Si_ziQh2TSI/AAAAAAAAB_0/rqGVKZPVKOI/s72-c/P1040121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>22</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-7410218612173022015</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 01:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-07T18:05:50.556-07:00</atom:updated><title>Emma Said...</title><description>"Strength isn't something you have. It is something that God helps you find, and usually, we have to find it one day at a time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-7410218612173022015?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/emma-said.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6700488483214476689.post-2686029822671314085</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 02:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-03T20:16:25.296-07:00</atom:updated><title>FuN wEeKeNd!</title><description>My cute daughters in law called last week and said that the boys are going to be working in Yuma for the weekend and was wondering if I was busy or if it would be okay for them to come a couple of days early and play... (Yuma is only about 3 hours away) HECK, are you kidding me??? IF my daughters in law are coming to town I would drop everything anyway, busy...??? NOT me! COME ON DOWN!!! It was so fun to see them! They are just darling! I get to play mom to GIRLS!!! FUN!!! They got here Friday afternoon and we had a great time. I think the thing that we enjoyed the most was going to get froyo (frozen yogurt) every day! Well, every day except Sunday of course. There is a new place here in town that has 14 different flavors of frozen yogurt and tons of toppings to choose from including lots of yummy fresh fruits and then cookies, candies, and cereals, etc. You build your own and weigh it to pay! It is delicious!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday Brad and I had a sealing to go to.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SicwdIo7hzI/AAAAAAAAB8c/75_neBs41Zc/s1600-h/AZ+063.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/SicwdIo7hzI/AAAAAAAAB8c/75_neBs41Zc/s400/AZ+063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343292759991879474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids did a little photo shoot outside the temple while waiting for us... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SicxNXkFrRI/AAAAAAAAB8k/L2_WMTUH87w/s1600-h/AZ+069.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/SicxNXkFrRI/AAAAAAAAB8k/L2_WMTUH87w/s400/AZ+069.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343293588631825682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SicxguhRUeI/AAAAAAAAB8s/gQjb_IsDkSQ/s1600-h/AZ+062.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/SicxguhRUeI/AAAAAAAAB8s/gQjb_IsDkSQ/s400/AZ+062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343293921211535842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peace and Love! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SicxzmyjSXI/AAAAAAAAB80/OqeETlt3Utw/s1600-h/AZ+073.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/SicxzmyjSXI/AAAAAAAAB80/OqeETlt3Utw/s400/AZ+073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343294245554047346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SicyDeM17VI/AAAAAAAAB88/KQo564kzb0k/s1600-h/AZ+067.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/SicyDeM17VI/AAAAAAAAB88/KQo564kzb0k/s400/AZ+067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343294518126308690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chad looks like he is the same heigth as Diana. WAIT. Let's measure them... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic3DV0Sj7I/AAAAAAAAB-M/XRV-VRO5LRM/s1600-h/AZ+068.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic3DV0Sj7I/AAAAAAAAB-M/XRV-VRO5LRM/s400/AZ+068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343300013433982898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  NOPE.  Not quite. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic30Oc2ioI/AAAAAAAAB-U/7Fdn-e34yfU/s1600-h/AZ+077.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic30Oc2ioI/AAAAAAAAB-U/7Fdn-e34yfU/s400/AZ+077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343300853270219394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic4GP_fJ1I/AAAAAAAAB-c/fBuIkWYBRE4/s1600-h/AZ+072.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic4GP_fJ1I/AAAAAAAAB-c/fBuIkWYBRE4/s400/AZ+072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343301162921568082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic4TnOh2rI/AAAAAAAAB-k/mxXzp149SY0/s1600-h/AZ+074.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic4TnOh2rI/AAAAAAAAB-k/mxXzp149SY0/s400/AZ+074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343301392496974514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After the sealing we went to lunch and then had a little scare! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic4kVATomI/AAAAAAAAB-s/wAhc5I6q9A4/s1600-h/AZ+065.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic4kVATomI/AAAAAAAAB-s/wAhc5I6q9A4/s400/AZ+065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343301679663260258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Dallin graduated from Seminary!  I had to speak...  Dallin was 1 of only 2 Seniors that had perfect attendance for ALL 4 years!  They were given a gift certificate so that they could buy new leather bound scriptures!  CONGRATULATIONS Dallin and Aimee!  Br. Kerr was the kids teacher this year... he was awesome, THANK YOU BR. KERR!!!  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic5XavKkeI/AAAAAAAAB-0/1-AFb2Nx0Rw/s1600-h/P1040077.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic5XavKkeI/AAAAAAAAB-0/1-AFb2Nx0Rw/s400/P1040077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343302557375304162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic5qiATYjI/AAAAAAAAB-8/BeqBHBo2gag/s1600-h/P1040078.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic5qiATYjI/AAAAAAAAB-8/BeqBHBo2gag/s400/P1040078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343302885743747634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic5-9wSwDI/AAAAAAAAB_E/FB8B8oenh1M/s1600-h/P1040092.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic5-9wSwDI/AAAAAAAAB_E/FB8B8oenh1M/s400/P1040092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343303236790173746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Monday the girls went shopping and the boys played golf!  THEN, we had carne asada for dinner!  YUMMY!  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic6Z40MNTI/AAAAAAAAB_M/qAmKn4qb8Y0/s1600-h/AZ+004.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic6Z40MNTI/AAAAAAAAB_M/qAmKn4qb8Y0/s400/AZ+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343303699320812850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I failed to mention that Brittany and Chad made us some deLicious banana bread!  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic60FrmdmI/AAAAAAAAB_U/w45cgID1ozk/s1600-h/P1040038.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic60FrmdmI/AAAAAAAAB_U/w45cgID1ozk/s400/P1040038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343304149451044450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic7GQsCUKI/AAAAAAAAB_c/fxDtb3A-2pw/s1600-h/P1040039.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic7GQsCUKI/AAAAAAAAB_c/fxDtb3A-2pw/s400/P1040039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343304461643305122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic7Yxgw40I/AAAAAAAAB_k/CRYUViQ7VwI/s1600-h/P1040040.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic7Yxgw40I/AAAAAAAAB_k/CRYUViQ7VwI/s400/P1040040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343304779692041026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And, of course with 5 boys at home there HAS to be a LITTLE rough housing... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic8Bk6eHAI/AAAAAAAAB_s/UWtx1BJP51s/s1600-h/P1040061.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/_zod6ts-qXX8/Sic8Bk6eHAI/AAAAAAAAB_s/UWtx1BJP51s/s400/P1040061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343305480684837890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  It was WONDERFUL having ALL the kids home, even if it was only for a couple of short days!  I love my family!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeedokee, Alanna is here... we are going out for a little froyo, did I mention... I think I am addicted!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/261/1A42D125AFD601D5F1A56C1CFB58B7C2.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6700488483214476689-2686029822671314085?l=dabergsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dabergsblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-weekend.html</link><author>etrnlmom@aol.com (Da Bergs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zod6ts-qXX8/SicwdIo7hzI/AAAAAAAAB8c/75_neBs41Zc/s72-c/AZ+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>16</thr:total></item></channel></rss>