<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533</id><updated>2011-10-02T11:00:08.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FisherFam4</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18140332510836951495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-1338830648682013222</id><published>2011-02-15T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T13:31:05.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inexpensive Family Fun to keep us out of the cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DitX2kMQSpk/TVrwATABZYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/m2vJiW-R0io/s1600/SANY0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DitX2kMQSpk/TVrwATABZYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/m2vJiW-R0io/s320/SANY0418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574031376715441538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOJ3cpUUJHs/TVrwALJUqNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/K_I-hpHT2Ko/s1600/SANY0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOJ3cpUUJHs/TVrwALJUqNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/K_I-hpHT2Ko/s320/SANY0416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574031374606969042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rEiRmoZJPTs/TVrv_7CHEPI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ZJwgpRvzKik/s1600/SANY0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rEiRmoZJPTs/TVrv_7CHEPI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ZJwgpRvzKik/s320/SANY0417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574031370281750770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FhJiHh-lEz4/TVrv_m8dSwI/AAAAAAAAAJg/HLfS446IHxU/s1600/SANY0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FhJiHh-lEz4/TVrv_m8dSwI/AAAAAAAAAJg/HLfS446IHxU/s320/SANY0412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574031364889332482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zAz23aFYEL0/TVrv_XNiTpI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gSrl8XXGF_o/s1600/SANY0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zAz23aFYEL0/TVrv_XNiTpI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gSrl8XXGF_o/s320/SANY0409.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574031360665996946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zsa_MP81R94/TVrvS_RJaaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/NMKadquwk64/s1600/SANY0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zsa_MP81R94/TVrvS_RJaaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/NMKadquwk64/s320/SANY0405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574030598324447650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipGCX4SPosg/TVrvSqYbJ-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/zNQIeB1kk2o/s1600/SANY0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipGCX4SPosg/TVrvSqYbJ-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/zNQIeB1kk2o/s320/SANY0402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574030592717826018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BV9w9nDjyzw/TVrvST0smVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6X2ZSJQXf0w/s1600/SANY0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BV9w9nDjyzw/TVrvST0smVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6X2ZSJQXf0w/s320/SANY0397.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574030586662394194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QpAjwxKcc50/TVrvSCY66UI/AAAAAAAAAI4/DDNC351gFs4/s1600/SANY0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QpAjwxKcc50/TVrvSCY66UI/AAAAAAAAAI4/DDNC351gFs4/s320/SANY0394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574030581982488898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often have to get creative as a family, but that is okay because we usually end up doing really fun things, and either paying little for it or nothing at all.  Some of the most recent ones were a blast, plus with all the cold weather we need to stay indoors anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we have the Just Dance games that we like to do together.  First I realize how uncordinated I am, and how much fun it is to watch N and M do the dances.  M's favorite is the song "Ring My Bell" because there is a move where she gets to "spank" her bum.  It is super cute. We are laughing and having fun, and except for the original cost of the game, it's free entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another night we went bowling at Radford University, which is really cheap by the way.  $8 for all of us to play a round.  The kids love to bowl.  M still needs a lot of help, but N likes to throw it down the lane like an adult with one hand.  I wish I had the bumpers like the kids did because Mommy won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things we have done include, setting up cups around the house, even down the stairs, and having an in-house miniture golf match, playing horse with the 4 foot basketball hoop, and wrestling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are just having a blast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-1338830648682013222?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/1338830648682013222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=1338830648682013222' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/1338830648682013222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/1338830648682013222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2011/02/inexpensive-family-fun-to-keep-us-out.html' title='Inexpensive Family Fun to keep us out of the cold'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DitX2kMQSpk/TVrwATABZYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/m2vJiW-R0io/s72-c/SANY0418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-3007552026441948217</id><published>2011-01-13T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T07:08:48.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Days well played!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TS8SJWI5wxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/iV-BtvxsEu0/s1600/SANY0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TS8SJWI5wxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/iV-BtvxsEu0/s320/SANY0396.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561684016596894482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the great things about snow days is the wonderful opportunity I get to play with my kids.  I took the opportunity to play with each of them.  With M, we sat down and played with her many Princess Barbies, plus one Jesse Doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TS8TB-LpR4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Wr69x7uhL70/s1600/SANY0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TS8TB-LpR4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Wr69x7uhL70/s320/SANY0394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561684989418489730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is amazing the things Princess dolls can do.  They can fly, jump real high, and even stand on each others heads.  It is amazing the things you will do just to spend time with your daughter and watch her smile and laugh.  We had a blast together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TS8TK2myK5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/hjBHbDQYOA8/s1600/SANY0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TS8TK2myK5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/hjBHbDQYOA8/s320/SANY0399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561685142003657618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess after a while I wasn't doing a good enough job with the princesses, so I was reduced to just being Ken, whom all the princesses don't like and just want to beat up and throw him out.  It doens't help that he only has swimming trunks and doesn't quite fit in.  However, if my little girl thinks that you are suppose to throw out hot guys who try to mess with you, then that is fine with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I took my son on a daddy/son adventure.  We ate lunch at McDonalds, because he said he wanted to eat at "Old McDonalds".  Then we went to the rec-center where we played air hockey, which the little man is good at, and foosball.  Then we went and shot some basketball.  It was a little hard for him since they only had adult size balls and the 10' baskets.  He made a few shots, but then he got tire of having to throw the ball so hard.  So we borrowed some racquettball equipment, went into the racquettball room and hit the ball around.  HE LOVED IT!  He thought it was so cool you could hit the ball as hard as you want and don't have to worry about loosing the ball or breaking anything.  We did that for at least 40 minutes.  He was sad we had to leave and continues to ask me when we can go play again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With more fun times like this, I say, BRING ON THE SNOW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-3007552026441948217?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/3007552026441948217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=3007552026441948217' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/3007552026441948217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/3007552026441948217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow-days-well-played.html' title='Snow Days well played!!!'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TS8SJWI5wxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/iV-BtvxsEu0/s72-c/SANY0396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-7431615159605854490</id><published>2011-01-01T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T19:22:16.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sledding</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-74e95c9506e2e1d9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D74e95c9506e2e1d9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330339779%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC0892BA76391E88667BCC2AA13793FD85E00E37.73567BE036260BBC1E26C5D653A479E189F39CAF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74e95c9506e2e1d9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2nivgnbH1CHxjzgpUDs2Ngw9hs4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D74e95c9506e2e1d9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330339779%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC0892BA76391E88667BCC2AA13793FD85E00E37.73567BE036260BBC1E26C5D653A479E189F39CAF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74e95c9506e2e1d9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2nivgnbH1CHxjzgpUDs2Ngw9hs4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part of my resolution to keep up with the blog better. We will see how long it lasts. :) We had a blast going sledding as a family. I went down once, but Melinda did not. I went down uninjured so I figured I better not push my luck and go a second time. Both kids went down by themselves, but I thought that this was the cutest of the videos. It was also really fun watching them trying to walk back up the hill. One time "N" got almost to the top and dropped the sled which went all the way back down the hill. I was about to go get it when another sledder brought it up. It was very funny. This was "M's" first time sledding. She was reluctant at first, but when her big brother went with her, she became brave enough to go on her own. Big brothers are awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-7431615159605854490?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/7431615159605854490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=7431615159605854490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/7431615159605854490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/7431615159605854490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2011/01/sledding.html' title='Sledding'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-7097270252623977381</id><published>2010-02-13T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T18:27:54.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I missed blogging of all the major holidays that I love!  I mean, seriously, I LOVE Halloween, I decorate for Christmas as early as I can get away with it, Noah turned 5...and the list goes on.  And what does my blog have to show for it?  NOTHING!  I could write down excuses, but, I know them,they make sense to me and it's just not my thing...And, I wouldn't be on here right now, but one, DUKE isn't playing, and two...I want to let my husband know how much I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is another holiday and I want to take time to let my husband and friends know how much I love him!  We went out last week for an early Valentine's date.  A movie and Wendy's!  Classy, huh?  I can't put into words just how much my dear husband means to me!  Thank you Richard for being my best friend.  Thank you for putting me first, for loving me (even during college bball season), for supporting me, for working hard to make our family what it is ( and I think it is great).  I never thought I would have someone love me as much as you do, but I am grateful that Heavenly Father opened the way for us to find each other.  So, my gift this Valentine's Day is simple...I LOVE YOU!  (and happy valentine's day to all of my wonderful friends...I'll try to blog more, but I don't make promises...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-7097270252623977381?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/7097270252623977381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=7097270252623977381' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/7097270252623977381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/7097270252623977381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18140332510836951495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-3657975736363825836</id><published>2009-07-28T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T14:35:31.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at our creation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/Sm9sPbpDKVI/AAAAAAAAAGw/udvgFEVue5w/s1600-h/basement+roof+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/Sm9sPbpDKVI/AAAAAAAAAGw/udvgFEVue5w/s320/basement+roof+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363624693595318610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/Sm9sPKQzx-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/rh6FUdZQxr4/s1600-h/basement+roof+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/Sm9sPKQzx-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/rh6FUdZQxr4/s320/basement+roof+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363624688930244578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/Sm9sOVUuZdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0c-xJ7ocxVU/s1600-h/basement+roof+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/Sm9sOVUuZdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0c-xJ7ocxVU/s320/basement+roof+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363624674719589842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/Sm9sOFbAcLI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZLlqHHktDGI/s1600-h/basement+roof+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/Sm9sOFbAcLI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZLlqHHktDGI/s320/basement+roof+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363624670450970802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/Sm9sNzKTrZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5u5rM4vLIwk/s1600-h/basement+roof+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/Sm9sNzKTrZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5u5rM4vLIwk/s320/basement+roof+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363624665549090194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been having problems with our basement flooding and it all came from the drain outside our basement door getting clogged during a really hard rain.  So first my father and law and I built a tiny wall under the deck to stop gunk from flowing down the basement stairs from under the deck, but we were still getting stuff in the drain because it would fall from our tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my father in-law and I were able to spend the good part of the day today building an awning over the basement stairs.  My father in-law had the plan, but we worked together to build it, and I am happy to say that I actually did a lot of work. I will be the first to admit that my talent in building things is small but with the help of my father in-law it is sturdy and looks good and I learned a lot. Now we just need a good hard rain to see its effectivness.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Paw-Paw for your help and vision.  It was a successful day and I am really happy at the job well done and for the things I learned. Your guidance and expertise was amazing. You truly are a talented man. We kept saying that we better be careful people might actually believe we know what we are doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-3657975736363825836?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/3657975736363825836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=3657975736363825836' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/3657975736363825836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/3657975736363825836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2009/07/look-at-our-creation.html' title='Look at our creation.'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/Sm9sPbpDKVI/AAAAAAAAAGw/udvgFEVue5w/s72-c/basement+roof+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-4618098517642599613</id><published>2009-07-19T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T14:00:54.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SmOnrs00UFI/AAAAAAAAACo/6Z0mcxj23AY/s1600-h/July2009download+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SmOnrs00UFI/AAAAAAAAACo/6Z0mcxj23AY/s320/July2009download+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360312350709928018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before anymore time goes by....our most recent big adventure was the family (and when I mean family, I mean the WHOLE family) vacation to Topsail Beach!  Neither N or M had ever seen the beach.  N loved it.  Or should I say, he loved to run up to the water, and then run away from it when the waves crashed.  By the end of the week, he was getting brave!  M on the other hand was not fond of it at all.  The first time we walked to the beach, she screamed and wouldn't get down.  Then, by Friday, she was more brave.  She said it was "too loud."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week was spent at the beach, going to Wilminton to the battleship (I leaned 2 things--- 1- don't wear a skirt when touring the battleship and 2- I DON'T like closed in places!!), cleaning up sand, looking for sharks teeth, cleaning up sand, Richard and I going out for a  lovely lunch, cleaning up sand, shopping at the only grocery store around (oh how I missed you Kroger), cleaning up sand, watching a fabulous fireworks display thanks to mother nature, cleaning up sand, N getting everyone to play hide and go seek, cleaning up sand, going to the aracade, cleaning up sand, going putt-putting...oh, and did I say that there was a lot of sand to clean up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great time!  Some of our favorite times when it was just the 4 of us.  No offense to the rest of the family, but those few moments that it was just our small family was priceless.  All the other times were great and fun-filled and we were just glad that we were finally able to go on a vacation that lasted longer than 1 day in our almost 6 years of marriage.  In the words of N, "when can we go back?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-4618098517642599613?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/4618098517642599613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=4618098517642599613' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/4618098517642599613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/4618098517642599613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2009/07/before-anymore-time-goes-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18140332510836951495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SmOnrs00UFI/AAAAAAAAACo/6Z0mcxj23AY/s72-c/July2009download+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-2315766539607302400</id><published>2009-05-02T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T04:58:25.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the Zoo</title><content type='html'>When our family took went to the temple it was an interesting experience. The temple itself was great, it was everything else that wasn't so great. M got sick on the way up and threw up in the van, at the hotel, at the temple, the van again on the way home and didn't get better until the next morning at home. We must thank my sister who was a lifesaver. She took care of the kids while we were in the temple and was a big help while M was sick. We did get to go to the zoo, however it too was somewhat disappointing. What we didn't know was that many of the good exibits close at 4:00 and we didn't get to the zoo until after 3:00 thanks to mapquest and its terrible directions to the zoo. Lets just say that driving through D.C. by going through crowded neighbor hoods was not fun. So, because of our late start we missed the big cats, the rhino, the monkeys, the reptiles and others. There was one good part about zoo however. There was this seal that took a liking to M. There were a whole lot of people around but he or she (I am not sure what gender the seal was) for some reason decided to do some tricks for M. I am not the greatest cameraman so please excuse the shakyness, but it really was cool. You also have to put up with the cheesy clapping, "oooooooh's" and baby talk. 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It may take a moment to load.  I found this cool website at my conference this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-7320033844004126416?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/7320033844004126416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=7320033844004126416' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/7320033844004126416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/7320033844004126416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-from-my-tti-conference.html' title='Hello from my TTI conference.'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-1796801810227144760</id><published>2009-03-11T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:36:15.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first warm weather walk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday was such a beautiful day that Melinda and I decided that for Family Home Evening we would take the kids on a walk. I had to work late that day and Melinda had to go teach a piano lesson so Grandma and Nanna-Sue offered to watch the kids and they took them on a walk. So when I got home, Melinda and I met up with them on the great trail that runs along Sundail. It has been a great addition to our neighborhood and I love having it so close to our house.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SbgtfEoK0SI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Py0XCkKwkBg/s1600-h/new+blog1+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312045772324917538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SbgtfEoK0SI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Py0XCkKwkBg/s320/new+blog1+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was great, when Melinda and I showed up, both kids came running up to me shouting daddy and gave me bigs hugs.  I love being a daddy.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SbgteSYjZcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kLC38BkGZ8M/s1600-h/new+blog1+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312045758837646786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SbgteSYjZcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kLC38BkGZ8M/s320/new+blog1+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;N loves going on his bike.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/Sbgte5YukaI/AAAAAAAAAFw/917IhZYpVdQ/s1600-h/new+blog1+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312045769307361698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/Sbgte5YukaI/AAAAAAAAAFw/917IhZYpVdQ/s320/new+blog1+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;M wanted to try N's bike and Nanna-Sue was so good at helping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SbgtfvdWORI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IYlwx9YRuS4/s1600-h/new+blog1+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312045783822252306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SbgtfvdWORI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IYlwx9YRuS4/s320/new+blog1+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Believe it or not N took this picture (with a little help from daddy but not much)  What a good looking bunch of women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/Sbgtf-UW5FI/AAAAAAAAAGI/HEMTjbddTIo/s1600-h/new+blog1+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312045787811079250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/Sbgtf-UW5FI/AAAAAAAAAGI/HEMTjbddTIo/s320/new+blog1+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is all of us who enjoyed our first warm weather walk.  This is going to be the first of many.  Melinda and I love doing it and so do the kids.&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/9112376671327574533-1796801810227144760?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/1796801810227144760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=1796801810227144760' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/1796801810227144760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/1796801810227144760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-first-warm-weather-walk.html' title='Our first warm weather walk.'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SbgtfEoK0SI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Py0XCkKwkBg/s72-c/new+blog1+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-3890831975096396802</id><published>2009-03-02T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:04:01.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SaykODJBrII/AAAAAAAAAFg/bcBfVeCiWik/s1600-h/new+blog1+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308798622031260802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SaykODJBrII/AAAAAAAAAFg/bcBfVeCiWik/s320/new+blog1+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, the snow has kept me home, and I took advantage of it and spent some time in the snow with N. It was so much fun. The community snow hill is at McCarg Elementary School and the slope was good today. Last year, N was to scared to go down the hill. This year, there was no holding back. When I thought he would be done he kept wanting to go more. It was so much fun.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SaykNkkZrYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fS9R1Guq3Zk/s1600-h/new+blog1+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308798613824580994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SaykNkkZrYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fS9R1Guq3Zk/s320/new+blog1+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suprsising, N was quite good at scaling back up the hillside. I had my doubts because I know how hard it is for me to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SaykNKgtE-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xql8zci0h-A/s1600-h/new+blog1+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308798606829753314" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SaykNKgtE-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xql8zci0h-A/s320/new+blog1+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is my little snow champion. He had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, the day didn't go off without a hitch. While we were there, we meet B. T. as his grandpa. He wanted to race me down the hill. I told him I would and we were off. He got ahead of me because...well... I create more friction against the snow. Apparently he lost his balance and fell of his sled and the poor boy did a nose dive into the snow. I say apparenlty because I couldn't see much of it because my sled had turned me around. At the very last moment I was able to see he was off his sled but then it was too late, I hit him while he was on the ground. I cannot say how upset I was. I think I was more upset than he was. Even though it was an accident, I felt a large amount of guilt. He was a trooper, he walked back up the hill with a bloody lip and bruised face and was able to say that he was okay without a tear in his eye. I still can't think about it and not feel bad. I really am very sorry "B".!!! &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;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-df55284eb5b82506" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf55284eb5b82506%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330339779%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D94241BBF83AB762394CBED045E6DC1E15DE2DF.218FDCB66F7875AD5F1677D2DB4DAFE88DD1FFD8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf55284eb5b82506%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1qn_6ZgvwGMjUXbE9C7IOV8Mmsw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf55284eb5b82506%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330339779%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D94241BBF83AB762394CBED045E6DC1E15DE2DF.218FDCB66F7875AD5F1677D2DB4DAFE88DD1FFD8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf55284eb5b82506%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1qn_6ZgvwGMjUXbE9C7IOV8Mmsw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This was a good shot of N's first solo ride. What a good accomplishment for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-3890831975096396802?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=df55284eb5b82506&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/3890831975096396802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=3890831975096396802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/3890831975096396802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/3890831975096396802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2009/03/fun-in-snow.html' title='Fun in the snow!'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SaykODJBrII/AAAAAAAAAFg/bcBfVeCiWik/s72-c/new+blog1+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-4022293064281061238</id><published>2009-02-18T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:43:34.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected Delightful Day with Daddy</title><content type='html'>&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;So, I wake up at 5:30 to get ready for work. About 5 minutes later I get a phone call informing me that my school is opening 2 hours late. So I go back to bed until 7:00. At 8:00 the phone rings again, but this time I hear that my school is closed. An unexpected yet pleasent suprise. I knew that tomorrow I would be at work from 8:00-8:00 so I was determined to make the most of the day and play with the kids. I have to say, it was a really great and fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzZ5-axOmI/AAAAAAAAADY/An1CGWU5POs/s1600-h/new+blog+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304354051166648930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzZ5-axOmI/AAAAAAAAADY/An1CGWU5POs/s320/new+blog+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This us just before lunch.  We went to Wendy's as a special treat and then Wal-mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we had a lot of fun. I was no match for the both of them. As they team up they take me down and pin me to the floor. N likes to wrestle with the big bear as we try to take it from each other. M just hops on and bounces up and down on me laughing as she causes me pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzcFVcMJVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/SiB_FlGWpgY/s1600-h/new+blog+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304356445348439378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzcFVcMJVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/SiB_FlGWpgY/s320/new+blog+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzcFr99R9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aopwa3ckpe4/s1600-h/new+blog+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304356451395651538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzcFr99R9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aopwa3ckpe4/s320/new+blog+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we sat together and read some books. One was about Elmo, another called "A Blessing from Above" and one called "Little Quack goes to bed". It was nice sitting together reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzcFrY6KnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/d3w3pE-xLho/s1600-h/new+blog+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304356451240258162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzcFrY6KnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/d3w3pE-xLho/s320/new+blog+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During M's nap time, N and I spent a lot of time together, and we had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzemp6C6_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/BwAqx-57ApA/s1600-h/new+blog+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304359216801311730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzemp6C6_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/BwAqx-57ApA/s320/new+blog+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It started with some wresting. N is much stronger than you would think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzepDrXJiI/AAAAAAAAAE4/z6_I-hKVAUk/s1600-h/new+blog+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzenLH7mtI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oohniFQmv_c/s1600-h/new+blog+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304359225717922514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzenLH7mtI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oohniFQmv_c/s320/new+blog+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we through a ball back and forth. The kid has a great arm. Plus he was jumping, catching and throwing. I am not sure where he gets the coordination, it must be Melinda because anyone who knows me, knows that I have a clumsy side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzemWdg84I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Vc_lACJqtLg/s1600-h/new+blog+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304359211581371266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzemWdg84I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Vc_lACJqtLg/s320/new+blog+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we got tired we sat down and watched one of N's favorite shows, Dora the Explorer. Then we realized that T.V. can be fun watching it upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzem2786-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/RvNHQOzrM8k/s1600-h/new+blog+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304359220298968034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzem2786-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/RvNHQOzrM8k/s320/new+blog+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzh3oWpfJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/RudP4UgLjbY/s1600-h/new+blog+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304362806977068178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzh3oWpfJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/RudP4UgLjbY/s320/new+blog+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also had a good time building a tunnel out of giant legos.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sure do love playing with my champ.  We are best buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzh3zyrfgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ssgfk473jT8/s1600-h/new+blog+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304362810047430146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzh3zyrfgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ssgfk473jT8/s320/new+blog+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great day with M and N.  They are the light of my life and I was so glad that I got to spend the day with them.  It was a nice treat in the middle of the week.  There is no one else I would rather spend my time with than my princess and little champ.  I love being a daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/9112376671327574533-4022293064281061238?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/4022293064281061238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=4022293064281061238' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/4022293064281061238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/4022293064281061238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2009/02/unexpected-delightful-day-with-daddy.html' title='Unexpected Delightful Day with Daddy'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SZzZ5-axOmI/AAAAAAAAADY/An1CGWU5POs/s72-c/new+blog+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-8222342907218445246</id><published>2009-02-10T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:09:34.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our promise to do better</title><content type='html'>I realize that Melinda and I have been doing terribly in keeping up with this, so I here by declare that we will do better.  Quick, cute story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We as a family decided to go to the library for family home evening and on the way home we got a couple milkshakes.  Melinda let M take a couple sips, but when Melinda asked for it back, M said "No".  So I then asked M to give it back to mommy and she repeated "No".  After Melinda and I asked a few more times I asked M, "M, do you like it?".  After a quick pause while she swallowed her recent sip, she responded, "Uh Huh!!" with the correct influxing telling us she really loved it.  We laughed for a good while about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting fact, if you run into Melinda, ask her to say "Wilford Woodruff", it is so cute! For some reason she can't say it.  Don't worry, she is a good sport about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-8222342907218445246?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/8222342907218445246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=8222342907218445246' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/8222342907218445246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/8222342907218445246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-promise-to-do-better.html' title='Our promise to do better'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-9054071622459270979</id><published>2009-01-21T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:31:32.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a few shows that I really enjoying watching.  They are shows that I will go out of my way to watch.  I have even been known to change my schedule so I can see them.  They are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;American Idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SXf0kcopv_I/AAAAAAAAACM/qD7szHWFN3k/s1600-h/after-american-idol-its-time-for-vietnam-idol_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293968793996476402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SXf0kcopv_I/AAAAAAAAACM/qD7szHWFN3k/s320/after-american-idol-its-time-for-vietnam-idol_14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Law and Order: SVU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SXf0csYrwjI/AAAAAAAAACE/LPGqBAdoOVI/s1600-h/law_order_svu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293968660785513010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SXf0csYrwjI/AAAAAAAAACE/LPGqBAdoOVI/s320/law_order_svu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the best of all time just started back up. I found myself rubbing my hands together, and pounding my chest out of pure excitment. I have never been so excited to watch a show like I have for this one. That show is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SXf1V48VlFI/AAAAAAAAACU/frCpeLcoHhw/s1600-h/lost-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293969643408823378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SXf1V48VlFI/AAAAAAAAACU/frCpeLcoHhw/s320/lost-logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;I can thank some friends and their introduction to this addicting drug.  I borrowed season 1 and 2 from some friends and then I was hooked.  I then watched seaons 3 &amp;amp; 4 online in a matter of couple weeks.  What can I say, I fell in love with the show.  Melinda has not watched any of them and I wish she had because it would be fun to share it with her.  Oh, well she has "Twilight" and I have "Lost".  I am ready for a good season.  The first episode that I watched tonight was great.  I can't wait till next week.  The only problem is, I will have to give up "Criminal Minds" because it runs the same time as "Lost" and "Lost" wins.  Maybe they have "CM" online.&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/9112376671327574533-9054071622459270979?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/9054071622459270979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=9054071622459270979' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/9054071622459270979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/9054071622459270979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-back.html' title='It&apos;s back!!'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SXf0kcopv_I/AAAAAAAAACM/qD7szHWFN3k/s72-c/after-american-idol-its-time-for-vietnam-idol_14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-7670517730345645127</id><published>2009-01-14T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T05:26:37.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job</title><content type='html'>No, I am not quiting my job as a teacher.  I absolutely love my job and don't plan on leaving anytime soon.  I work at a wonderful school, with great administration, good kids, and I love teaching History. But I am beginning employment with the military on a part time basis. Because so many people want to join the army due to the bad economic times, the army is being forced to raise the standards for incoming recruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The army administers a test to recuits to determine the types of jobs available to them. If you pass the test, but don't score real high they get to be a foot soldier. But if you pass with a higher score, there are more options open to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the recruits need a little help on passing the test, so the military highers tutors to help work with these recruits. I am being hired as one of those tutors. I am excited for the opportunity, I sort of feel like I am serving my country in my own way. The pay is good, and I get to accept or reject recruits depending on my availability. I couldn't pass up the opportunity and am excited for the little extra money to help my family. It's also kind of cool to say..."I work for the military."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-7670517730345645127?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/7670517730345645127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=7670517730345645127' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/7670517730345645127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/7670517730345645127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-job.html' title='New Job'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-2808774943897978444</id><published>2009-01-01T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T06:48:29.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Richard's attempt at weight loss</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. I am going to try really hard to lose weight this year, but I need your help. I have created a blog that I will report to frequently (at least once a week) reporting my progress. Feel free to check up on it and make comments on my reported successes and failures. I need help and hopefully if other people can keep a check on my progress I will do better than I have in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the blog: &lt;a href="http://www.richardthefish.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.richardthefish.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt;Richard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-2808774943897978444?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/2808774943897978444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=2808774943897978444' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/2808774943897978444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/2808774943897978444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2009/01/richards-attempt-at-weight-loss.html' title='Richard&apos;s attempt at weight loss'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-1674093458433974314</id><published>2008-12-27T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T05:21:50.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to all!</title><content type='html'>More times than not, I leave a store somewhat humiliated by something the kids have done. However, the Christmas spirit was in the air...and Target. We had gone out to do some last minute shopping (looking). I was in the check out isle with M and N was with daddy. Over all the beeping, talking and other noise, I hear a familiar voice saying "Merry Tristmas" (he has trouble saying his c's).  As each person walked by him, there N was standing at the snack bar, wishing them a Merry Christmas.  And, if someone didn't say it back, he would keep saying it until they did.  I observed the shoppers and workers watching this little boy, and they couldn't help but smile.  I then looked at the lady checking my stuff out and said "I guess I'll claim him."  She replied "I definately would."  I have a feeling that several people went home, and shared the story that some little boy at Target was wishing everyone a Merry Christmas.  So, thanks to N for spreading the Christmas Spirit that day!  (can my next experience there be as good???)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-1674093458433974314?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/1674093458433974314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=1674093458433974314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/1674093458433974314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/1674093458433974314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-to-all.html' title='Merry Christmas to all!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18140332510836951495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-6714642570720206087</id><published>2008-12-12T12:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:35:36.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is fun.</title><content type='html'>Someone introduced me to this website and I thought it was funny. It was a lot of fun to create and even more fun to watch. The laughter came at a good time with the death of my Grandfather. The characters are my wife, children, mother-in-law, and of course myself. Watch, and I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elfyourself.jibjab.com/view/VVCEdmWwllfN5ou54jJz"&gt;http://elfyourself.jibjab.com/view/VVCEdmWwllfN5ou54jJz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elfyourself.jibjab.com/view/BAhW8aTwnNJusjmLflRO"&gt;http://elfyourself.jibjab.com/view/BAhW8aTwnNJusjmLflRO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elfyourself.jibjab.com/view/Ar2BvPZzPkXIMMwH3l5Q"&gt;http://elfyourself.jibjab.com/view/Ar2BvPZzPkXIMMwH3l5Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-6714642570720206087?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/6714642570720206087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=6714642570720206087' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/6714642570720206087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/6714642570720206087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-fun.html' title='This is fun.'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-8244074726981569772</id><published>2008-12-11T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:57.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad day for the Fisher family.</title><content type='html'>Today is a day of mourning for the Fisher family. My Grandfather on my father's side passed away yesterday. Apparently he went to sleep and didn't wake up. It was very unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;As I found out the news yesterday, I didn't quite know how to take it. But as I have progressed through today I find myself becoming increasingly sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of good memories with my Grandfather. There was the time he took me on a special trip in his plane. We flew to the beach, walked along the beach at sunset, slept under the wings of the plane. Then we flew to breakfest at a near by airport and had breakfest with all of his flying buddies. It was a wonderful day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also the time that he took my brother and I up in his plane and did flips, and loopy loops (which scared my mother half to death) making all the neighborhood kids jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandfather would come see us once a year and his tradition was to take us out to breakfast. As a teenager my siblings and I use to joke that breakfast with Grandpa was his attempt at making sure our lives were in order and he would give his opinions on where we think our lives should be headed. As I got older and developed a family of my own, he would still take us out for breakfast, but all he would talk about were his Great Grandkids and how life was for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved my Grandfather deeply and I will miss him. Although I didn't get to see him very often, I know he loved us and cared for us. I hope my Grandmother (who is one of my favorite people in the world) is going to be okay. The nice thing about being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ is the knowledge that families are eternal and that though gives me great comfort and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa, I love you and hope I make you proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-8244074726981569772?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/8244074726981569772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=8244074726981569772' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/8244074726981569772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/8244074726981569772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2008/12/sad-day-for-fisher-family.html' title='Sad day for the Fisher family.'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-7208085814495973611</id><published>2008-12-07T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:56:32.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow...166!!!</title><content type='html'>I had a fun time on Friday night, as I was able to spend a couple of hours with a couple of really good guys and we had some fun. First, I ate way too much at El Charro, but the food was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went bowling.  This is where the wow factor comes in.  We bowled two games, the first I did my typical, barely reach 100.  But on the second game, I bowled 4 strikes in a row and then later bowled another.  My final score was 166.  I have never bowled that high before.  I had to let the guys I was with know that it really was luck and I don't ever expect to get those scores again.  I think  another contributor was one of my friends encouraging me to set my goal higher, well it worked, so thanks for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had some ice cream, which tasted surprisingly good on a cold night.  I so appreciate the people who watched my kids so my wife could go to a nice party with her friends and I could hang out with mine.  By the way, I think my wife had a great time at her little get together.  Good job madame hostess on throwing a good party that my wife loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-7208085814495973611?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/7208085814495973611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=7208085814495973611' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/7208085814495973611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/7208085814495973611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2008/12/wow166.html' title='Wow...166!!!'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-3586963155499313812</id><published>2008-12-06T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T18:07:25.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't have pictures to post, but I just felt like writing about a couple events of the day.  First of all, the snow(even though not much) just made me happy.  I was driving up Wadsworth, and even though the beautiful leaves are long gone, I saw the beauty of the small town drive and just felt blessed to have a wonderful family, terrific friends who support me, and this great Christmas season.  So, I figured to continue in the spirit of things, we should bundle the kids up and go to the Christmas parade.  It was while we were standing there...in the snow... in the cold...with no gloves to be found on the kids' hands...that I realized.... I don't like parades!  What happened to cool floats and exciting things.  I mean seriously, I could just enter my van next year and represent the cause of "We definately don't Litter" and that might be more exciting and more decorative than half the things I saw.  Sorry for those of you who love parades.  (of coarse, the Macy's parade is an exception.)  But, with that said, I'll see you along the street next year!&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to decorate the Christmas tree.  I'm already 2 weeks late, so it had to be done tonight.  And it was.  We had it all....broken ornaments....screaming (from me and the kids)...lovely Christmas music...the fake tree getting everywhere...N putting ornaments on top of each other and M taking them down.  No, it won't go down as the best tree decorating ever, but...this is us and I wouldn't want anything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-3586963155499313812?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/3586963155499313812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=3586963155499313812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/3586963155499313812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/3586963155499313812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-have-pictures-to-post-but-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18140332510836951495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-1027317368001073018</id><published>2008-11-21T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:28:41.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atlast</title><content type='html'>Atlast...the change you have all been waiting on.  And even this is old!  It's not like things haven't been going on...It's the fact that I'm just that slow!  So, anyway, here are some new pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SSdLlzr0WFI/AAAAAAAAACA/wRz_cdUH6EE/s1600-h/Picture+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271265001761691730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SSdLlzr0WFI/AAAAAAAAACA/wRz_cdUH6EE/s320/Picture+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love Halloween! I had M's costume, but was having a hard time coming up with N's!  Finally, thanks to our friend, who N says "loves him", we had a bee and a dinosaur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SSdLlLCyJ3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/-PgyZvjFtjM/s1600-h/Picture+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271264990852163442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SSdLlLCyJ3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/-PgyZvjFtjM/s320/Picture+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We weren't able to go on the temple trip, so we went to our favorite local attraction in the fall...the pumpkin patch!  Mom and Dad came and got to experience the kids picking out their pumpkins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SSdLk37SY_I/AAAAAAAAABw/QOU92-q-4ko/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271264985720447986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SSdLk37SY_I/AAAAAAAAABw/QOU92-q-4ko/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SSdLkSmD29I/AAAAAAAAABo/gD5ZSjYvgx4/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271264975699303378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SSdLkSmD29I/AAAAAAAAABo/gD5ZSjYvgx4/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Until next time....which won't be as long!  I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-1027317368001073018?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/1027317368001073018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=1027317368001073018' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/1027317368001073018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/1027317368001073018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2008/11/atlast.html' title='Atlast'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18140332510836951495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SSdLlzr0WFI/AAAAAAAAACA/wRz_cdUH6EE/s72-c/Picture+139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-854762122392713773</id><published>2008-10-05T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T06:31:54.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating at the Farmers Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SOjBpQlKA4I/AAAAAAAAAA0/KOMKOd7uKvM/s1600-h/HPIM1072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253661879897293698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SOjBpQlKA4I/AAAAAAAAAA0/KOMKOd7uKvM/s320/HPIM1072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SOjBprzJUjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uoJl14BdVJU/s1600-h/HPIM1075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253661887203725874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SOjBprzJUjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uoJl14BdVJU/s320/HPIM1075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SOjAdi6Th2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/13jA0CUn5MA/s1600-h/HPIM1063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253660579147777890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SOjAdi6Th2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/13jA0CUn5MA/s320/HPIM1063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SOjAeIrRbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/upXHg0dtuLQ/s1600-h/HPIM1064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253660589285272850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SOjAeIrRbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/upXHg0dtuLQ/s320/HPIM1064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SOjAeVOCcPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rjMArpkqOxg/s1600-h/HPIM1065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253660592652316914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SOjAeVOCcPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rjMArpkqOxg/s320/HPIM1065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SOjAeioJBsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/RW5ttEfEXts/s1600-h/HPIM1066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253660596251461314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SOjAeioJBsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/RW5ttEfEXts/s320/HPIM1066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SOjAe-uCSpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WILigqc-9hg/s1600-h/HPIM1071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253660603792378514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" height="238" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SOjAe-uCSpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WILigqc-9hg/s320/HPIM1071.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love it when Radford puts on fun things for families to do. We went down to the Farmers Market located in Downtown Radford and had a good time. N was able to pick out a pumpkin and paint it. He was really fun to watch. I think he used almost every color they had and completely covered the pumpkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we got to go pick out some old clothes and make a scarecrow. Even M was able to participate in this activity. Although there was a number of times we had to tell her to stop eating the hay. I guess that's the good old country girl coming out of her. After we tied the limbs of the scarecrow and and N made a face for it out of a paper bag, the scarecrow was complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is currently sitting in our front yard, and everytime I pull up to the house I think that there is some kid standing in our front yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a good family activity and we all had a great time. GO RADFORD!&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/9112376671327574533-854762122392713773?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/854762122392713773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=854762122392713773' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/854762122392713773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/854762122392713773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2008/10/creating-at-farmers-market.html' title='Creating at the Farmers Market'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/SOjBpQlKA4I/AAAAAAAAAA0/KOMKOd7uKvM/s72-c/HPIM1072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-7239265818681326470</id><published>2008-08-18T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T18:59:21.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacationing in...Wytheville, VA???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SKokVyP19YI/AAAAAAAAABI/LnWK5rHUtkY/s1600-h/family+fun+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236037473455699330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SKokVyP19YI/AAAAAAAAABI/LnWK5rHUtkY/s320/family+fun+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since an actual vacation was not in the works for us this summer, my parents wanted to spend a "fun day" with us before Richard went back to work.  So, we of coarse waited until the last possible day to do so!  I was the travel agent and found that there was an Animal Park in Ft. Chiswell. (who knew?!)   I figured that it was worth it to take a chance and go.  After all, you can't go wrong with kids and animals, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SKokX8yl4tI/AAAAAAAAABQ/bjfd_K2huT0/s1600-h/family+fun+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236037510645539538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SKokX8yl4tI/AAAAAAAAABQ/bjfd_K2huT0/s320/family+fun+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got there before it even opened, because I wanted to miss the mad rush to take the safari tour!  Yes, I said safari tour...in Ft. Chiswell!  First, we are informed that you can buy some food to feed the animals, and I just knew that N wouldn't want to miss that.  Well, we soon found out that goats can be pretty pushy when someone is holding a cup full of food.  We walk around the "petting zoo" (with the goats) and soon found the spot to be was infront of the monkeys!  N and M loved them! (I think it's because they are such monkeys themselves!)  Then we went on the safari tour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SKokaUTQkKI/AAAAAAAAABY/IU1HCeJUS9o/s1600-h/family+fun+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236037551316308130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SKokaUTQkKI/AAAAAAAAABY/IU1HCeJUS9o/s320/family+fun+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And my husband became more than friendly with Humphrey, the camel!  His lips didn't touch mine for quite sometime!  The bus ride was fun, although quite frightening with a bus that I was sure was going to break down, an osterich that was even more aggressive for the food than the goats, and Heidi the tour guide who was the best little country girl that made it a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SKokbe-iQOI/AAAAAAAAABg/EnxM9mRyahc/s1600-h/family+fun+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236037571362046178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SKokbe-iQOI/AAAAAAAAABg/EnxM9mRyahc/s320/family+fun+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the exciting time at the Ft. Chiswell Animal Park, we ate lunch, and then went to Galewinds--- a place that we all had fun in!  Richard and N rode the go-carts firt, and then N rode with me.  Richard went again, and lapped me soon after the start of the race!  But, about half way through, N looks at me and says, "Mommy, you sure are a good driver!"  We then went in to the arcade and had a blast with all the quarters Paw-paw and Maw-maw had from their change bucket!  And, I must say, Paw-paw and Maw- maw were the last to finish!  The day was great and the kids were extremely tired!  ( so were we!)  But, it guess it goes to show that you don't always have to go far to have a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-7239265818681326470?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/7239265818681326470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=7239265818681326470' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/7239265818681326470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/7239265818681326470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/vacationing-inwytheville-va.html' title='Vacationing in...Wytheville, VA???'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18140332510836951495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SKokVyP19YI/AAAAAAAAABI/LnWK5rHUtkY/s72-c/family+fun+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-4696090903002978231</id><published>2008-08-11T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:20:36.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading back to work.</title><content type='html'>Well, today was sort of the official start for me in heading back to work.  It about broke my heart this morning when I had to tell "N" that I was going to work.  He bowed his head, puckered his little lips and let out a little wimper.  I am sure he is going to get over it eventually, but it doesn't make it any easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited for the new year however.  I am embarking on a new adventure.  I am not just teaching one subject anymore.  I am teaching 6th grade History (1877 to present) the first half of the year and 7th Grade Civics the second half.  Since I have already taught Civics for two years I am not to worried about it, except I have to adjust from 60 min. classes to 90 min classes.  I haven't taught the history before however so I am a little nervous.  I love that era in U.S. history and history is my passion, but it doesn't make it any easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been blessed lately because Melinda has picked up 4 more piano lessons with the possiblity of two more coming soon.  Hurray!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new niece, on Melinda's side of the family, is doing well.  She was a preemie and we were all concerned about her weight, but since her last visit to the doctor she has gained weight and we are all happy.  This will probably be the last time someone is happy they gained weight.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our front room painted.  It was half solid and have sponge painted before and Melinda &lt;strong&gt;hated it&lt;/strong&gt;!  So her dad, "N", and I painted it all one color and I must say, it does look much better.  I guess I will never question my wife's authority on what looks good again.  It only took me 5 years to realize that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya'll later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-4696090903002978231?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/4696090903002978231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=4696090903002978231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/4696090903002978231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/4696090903002978231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/heading-back-to-work.html' title='Heading back to work.'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534672637857740673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86cgp3hHvtM/TSCYKMJUKOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aI50EhDZdy0/S220/October%2B31st%2Bfamily%2Bphotos%2B062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-8185835886519416040</id><published>2008-08-06T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T20:50:22.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strike!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6218daaaf5d91115" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6218daaaf5d91115%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330339779%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18854D8D2E0BB8410730A863D38B6E387D81B0D7.39FEDA7693F59EBAAA5B0E304C01DB474FFE8032%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6218daaaf5d91115%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiPglWJMeMoPtKCb0jL4ubzRBplg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6218daaaf5d91115%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330339779%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18854D8D2E0BB8410730A863D38B6E387D81B0D7.39FEDA7693F59EBAAA5B0E304C01DB474FFE8032%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6218daaaf5d91115%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiPglWJMeMoPtKCb0jL4ubzRBplg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This is N's first time bowling.  It was a lot of fun.  Now he wants to go back and do it again.  But I don't know what is better, the bowl or the dance that he does afterward.  It is great!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-8185835886519416040?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6218daaaf5d91115&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/8185835886519416040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=8185835886519416040' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/8185835886519416040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/8185835886519416040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/strike.html' title='Strike!!!!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18140332510836951495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-1636436230001469520</id><published>2008-08-06T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T20:32:49.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My trip to Utah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SJpr4n7bYpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_l8w3JBSG7k/s1600-h/HPIM0895%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231612537679340178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SJpr4n7bYpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_l8w3JBSG7k/s320/HPIM0895%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SJpr46_eghI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rJyQUvRC9zo/s1600-h/HPIM0901%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231612542796595730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SJpr46_eghI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rJyQUvRC9zo/s320/HPIM0901%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SJpr5Ms7y2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/D1G0IEeZOj4/s1600-h/HPIM0886%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231612547550661474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SJpr5Ms7y2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/D1G0IEeZOj4/s320/HPIM0886%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SJpr5TbLpKI/AAAAAAAAABA/3W5ijDzsguo/s1600-h/HPIM0867%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231612549355250850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SJpr5TbLpKI/AAAAAAAAABA/3W5ijDzsguo/s320/HPIM0867%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SJppWkM_iAI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dbLNn2UPgU0/s1600-h/HPIM0850%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231609753540462594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SJppWkM_iAI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dbLNn2UPgU0/s320/HPIM0850%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey its Richard.  I had the wonderful opportunity to go to Salt Lake and see my good friend married in the Salt Lake Temple.  It was my first time inside and I loved it.  It is really beautiful inside as well as out.  I was so glad that I was able to go.  I also go to walk around temple square and go to the Tabernacle.  It is a very memoriale experience and I am grateful that I was able to attend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures that I took.  Please don't laugh at my attemp to be a good photographer, I am by no means good but it was fun to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-1636436230001469520?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/1636436230001469520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=1636436230001469520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/1636436230001469520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/1636436230001469520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-trip-to-utah.html' title='My trip to Utah'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18140332510836951495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SJpr4n7bYpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_l8w3JBSG7k/s72-c/HPIM0895%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-8691438213815351933</id><published>2008-07-23T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T07:38:12.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SIdCMcFvK0I/AAAAAAAAAAY/NTSdRElC-sc/s1600-h/Blog+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226218674052868930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SIdCMcFvK0I/AAAAAAAAAAY/NTSdRElC-sc/s320/Blog+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we wanted to plant a garden. We went to Lowes', bought all the plants and things we needed...Planted our garden...and waited. We watered it, weeded it, all the things we needed. And after all this time, we finally saw the fruits of our labors.....ONE SINGLE CHERRY TOMATO!!!! Do you know how hard it is to split a tomato that small 4 ways! Just kidding! I ate it and enjoyed all 2 bites (I stretched it out!) But, it looks like we might get a couple more. I guess we'll try again next year for the squash, zuchini and other good things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-8691438213815351933?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/8691438213815351933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=8691438213815351933' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/8691438213815351933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/8691438213815351933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-we-wanted-to-plant-garden.html' title=''/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18140332510836951495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SIdCMcFvK0I/AAAAAAAAAAY/NTSdRElC-sc/s72-c/Blog+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-2939088683305408984</id><published>2008-07-07T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T06:38:13.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're finally Bloggers!</title><content type='html'>We have finally made it into the blogging world!  Now, we just have to keep up with it!  And, all of you were right....it didn't take long!  (of course, Richard did all of the work!)  So, hello to all and until next post.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-2939088683305408984?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/2939088683305408984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=2939088683305408984' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/2939088683305408984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/2939088683305408984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2008/07/were-finally-bloggers.html' title='We&apos;re finally Bloggers!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18140332510836951495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112376671327574533.post-1940966286450849552</id><published>2008-07-07T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T06:25:18.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SHIZItDhBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WMdT2WhCY-o/s1600-h/Macy+Dr.Pepper.BMP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220262555399816898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SHIZItDhBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WMdT2WhCY-o/s320/Macy+Dr.Pepper.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are teaching M about the finer things in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112376671327574533-1940966286450849552?l=fisherfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/1940966286450849552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112376671327574533&amp;postID=1940966286450849552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/1940966286450849552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112376671327574533/posts/default/1940966286450849552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfam4.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-are-teaching-m-about-finer-things-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18140332510836951495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5RVSYsfQ5IU/SHIZItDhBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WMdT2WhCY-o/s72-c/Macy+Dr.Pepper.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
