<?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-4796280645947668865</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:33:01.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brent and Laura Updates</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laura Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17032750852548228365</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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4796280645947668865.post-5840385056872705831</id><published>2009-09-12T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T18:22:24.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright already!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes it has been a really long time since I posted anything. So I'm not going to try to fill in too much of the past year right now. So my pictures will all be out of order in the coming blogs. (I'm being optimistic). &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;We have a new puppy, his name is Beau!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380754872436663570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQFWs5KCkDs/SqxIDEsKJRI/AAAAAAAAACk/Gt2-8W4iUBY/s320/IMG_2603.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380753478517388658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQFWs5KCkDs/SqxGx7759XI/AAAAAAAAACU/_aGNK30fH94/s320/IMG_2593.jpg" /&gt;This is Beau! He is a Weimaraner. I think he looks just like Brent. Look at my pretty blue eyed boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380754157799431858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQFWs5KCkDs/SqxHZedXXrI/AAAAAAAAACc/d3N7_ZJz3UU/s320/IMG_2598.jpg" /&gt;Beau was born June 9, 2009. He is 3 months old and he already weights 17 pounds! He has humongous paws, so we think he will be a pretty big dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More to follow... I promise!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4796280645947668865-5840385056872705831?l=brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/5840385056872705831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4796280645947668865&amp;postID=5840385056872705831' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/5840385056872705831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/5840385056872705831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/2009/09/alright-already.html' title='Alright already!'/><author><name>Laura Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17032750852548228365</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/_NQFWs5KCkDs/SqxIDEsKJRI/AAAAAAAAACk/Gt2-8W4iUBY/s72-c/IMG_2603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4796280645947668865.post-4570846734227192068</id><published>2008-07-06T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T10:29:16.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Improvements</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQFWs5KCkDs/SHD_sV5GrgI/AAAAAAAAABE/CpDG6elZj3o/s1600-h/bar+const+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219953105378389506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQFWs5KCkDs/SHD_sV5GrgI/AAAAAAAAABE/CpDG6elZj3o/s320/bar+const+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;It has been a while since the last update. These are some pictures of the house while we were in the process of taking down a wall and adding a bar in between the living room and the kitchen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seemed like it took forever! And the dry wall dust was everywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's finished now and Brent and I both love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brent did a great job on this project, he did almost everything by himself except some of the wiring, and a little of the framing. But everything else was all him and he will be happy to tell you all about it.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQFWs5KCkDs/SHD9tOZFshI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ORjbtBYKWtA/s1600-h/bar+const+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219952846160697250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQFWs5KCkDs/SHD_dQOyl6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/d6mKvlYhzUA/s320/bar+const+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQFWs5KCkDs/SHD_Xfch9nI/AAAAAAAAAA0/3Zp5n9yQYIw/s1600-h/bar+const+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219952747165644402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQFWs5KCkDs/SHD_Xfch9nI/AAAAAAAAAA0/3Zp5n9yQYIw/s320/bar+const+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQFWs5KCkDs/SHD_Rz3L6kI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iucxQDyxzVc/s1600-h/bar+const+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219952649566939714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQFWs5KCkDs/SHD_Rz3L6kI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iucxQDyxzVc/s320/bar+const+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4796280645947668865-4570846734227192068?l=brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/4570846734227192068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4796280645947668865&amp;postID=4570846734227192068' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/4570846734227192068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/4570846734227192068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/2008/07/home-improvements.html' title='Home Improvements'/><author><name>Laura Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17032750852548228365</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/_NQFWs5KCkDs/SHD_sV5GrgI/AAAAAAAAABE/CpDG6elZj3o/s72-c/bar+const+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4796280645947668865.post-441281858533802314</id><published>2008-03-03T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T19:57:02.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tami Goes to Virginia</title><content type='html'>Tami, my old roommate from college, came out to visit us for about a week just before Christmas. We had so much fun. We went dancing and hiking, we explored an old abondoned building and the VMI campus at Lexington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zEtbt_7pI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qEM8c0iPH2Q/s1600-h/tami+pics+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173726356755705490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zEtbt_7pI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qEM8c0iPH2Q/s320/tami+pics+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of the buildings we explored. It is in Sweet Springs, WV. It is an old hotel and resort that was designed by Thomas Jefferson and has since been used for several things like a retirement home. It had been abandoned for some time but now the owners are fixing it up to be some sort of museum. Exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zEeLt_7oI/AAAAAAAAAMo/d1JtL3sqnBM/s1600-h/tami+pics+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173726094762700418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zEeLt_7oI/AAAAAAAAAMo/d1JtL3sqnBM/s320/tami+pics+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The "bathroom" or what is left of it in one of the cottages to the side of the main hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zERLt_7nI/AAAAAAAAAMg/GrpOvJLQ8t4/s1600-h/tami+pics+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173725871424401010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zERLt_7nI/AAAAAAAAAMg/GrpOvJLQ8t4/s320/tami+pics+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallway in one of the cottages, creepy huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zEEbt_7mI/AAAAAAAAAMY/rJk9M_XtjfY/s1600-h/tami+pics+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173725652381068898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zEEbt_7mI/AAAAAAAAAMY/rJk9M_XtjfY/s320/tami+pics+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The old hotel. You can tell it was designed by Jefferson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zD0bt_7lI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ab-OOdwoBMw/s1600-h/tami+pics+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173725377503161938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zD0bt_7lI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ab-OOdwoBMw/s320/tami+pics+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is where the spring comes up and there is a pool inside those brick walls. The spring was thought to have been a place of healing. This is one of the most dilapitated buildings on the site, it is also the first that there is visible work being done to help with preservation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zDnbt_7kI/AAAAAAAAAMI/27fMWJHjjtw/s1600-h/tami+pics+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173725154164862530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zDnbt_7kI/AAAAAAAAAMI/27fMWJHjjtw/s320/tami+pics+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is on the inside of those brick walls from the photo above. You can see the spring with the reflection of the wall in it. They made it like a very shallow swimming pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zDaLt_7jI/AAAAAAAAAMA/YjZ_m34gOHo/s1600-h/tami+pics+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173724926531595826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zDaLt_7jI/AAAAAAAAAMA/YjZ_m34gOHo/s320/tami+pics+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Bella getting to know Tami and her camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zDMbt_7iI/AAAAAAAAAL4/sNHeC3Hvov0/s1600-h/tami+pics+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173724690308394530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zDMbt_7iI/AAAAAAAAAL4/sNHeC3Hvov0/s320/tami+pics+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella in motion. We were on a hike, she looks a little asian doesn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zC57t_7hI/AAAAAAAAALw/uVAvjXfC2Gk/s1600-h/tami+pics+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173724372480814610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zC57t_7hI/AAAAAAAAALw/uVAvjXfC2Gk/s320/tami+pics+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went on a hike to a place called Devil's Marble Yard. Here we are only about 1/3 of the way up the marble yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zCprt_7gI/AAAAAAAAALo/Hk0QEUlRuoU/s1600-h/tami+pics+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173724093307940354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zCprt_7gI/AAAAAAAAALo/Hk0QEUlRuoU/s320/tami+pics+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And now you can see why its called "The Devil's Marble Yard" and you can see I had very very red hair. Not so much anymore though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zCT7t_7fI/AAAAAAAAALg/PfnUK_8VrzI/s1600-h/tami+pics+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173723719645785586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zCT7t_7fI/AAAAAAAAALg/PfnUK_8VrzI/s320/tami+pics+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tami climbing one of the boulders, she's an enthusiastic rock climber, she's always at the rock climbing gym when she is at home in Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zCB7t_7eI/AAAAAAAAALY/U3JskdZGsTA/s1600-h/tami+pics+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173723410408140258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zCB7t_7eI/AAAAAAAAALY/U3JskdZGsTA/s320/tami+pics+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a lovely face and the coat and the hat match nicely don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zBuLt_7dI/AAAAAAAAALQ/zCDpiLOjdi0/s1600-h/tami+pics+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173723071105723858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zBuLt_7dI/AAAAAAAAALQ/zCDpiLOjdi0/s320/tami+pics+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awww, look at Brent on the hike with us. He was really out numbered that week, 3 women! (Tami, Bella, and I) I think he was secretly liking the pink dog leash though. It matches well with his outfit.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4796280645947668865-441281858533802314?l=brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/441281858533802314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4796280645947668865&amp;postID=441281858533802314' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/441281858533802314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/441281858533802314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/2008/03/tami-goes-to-virginia.html' title='Tami Goes to Virginia'/><author><name>Brent and Laura</name><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8zEtbt_7pI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qEM8c0iPH2Q/s72-c/tami+pics+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4796280645947668865.post-5765374048245271321</id><published>2008-03-03T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T19:11:41.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8y7Sbt_7XI/AAAAAAAAAKg/zRb10DqmV18/s1600-h/new+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173715997294587250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8y7Sbt_7XI/AAAAAAAAAKg/zRb10DqmV18/s320/new+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's little Aiden in Bella's doggy bed, I don't think Bella minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8y7E7t_7WI/AAAAAAAAAKY/C0ib5uebKQk/s1600-h/new+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173715765366353250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8y7E7t_7WI/AAAAAAAAAKY/C0ib5uebKQk/s320/new+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute Aiden again look at his golden blonde hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8y61bt_7VI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/jbBzUYHVLwA/s1600-h/new+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173715499078380882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8y61bt_7VI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/jbBzUYHVLwA/s320/new+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Bella getting lots of love from Brent and Leah. I don't think Bella minds this either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8y6art_7UI/AAAAAAAAAKI/CnbIE2NCQQ0/s1600-h/new+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173715039516880194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8y6art_7UI/AAAAAAAAAKI/CnbIE2NCQQ0/s320/new+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah my dorky brothers and husband playing a fantasy game. Don't even say it isn't dorky. (Stephen, Alex, Danny and Brent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8y6Hrt_7TI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iTflog9CC54/s1600-h/new+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173714713099365682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8y6Hrt_7TI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iTflog9CC54/s320/new+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex with a corndog and danny doing something in the background. They are getting so grownup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8y53bt_7SI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/MIkS8NyLxNQ/s1600-h/family+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173714433926491426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8y53bt_7SI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/MIkS8NyLxNQ/s320/family+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the whole family together. Can you pick out the one's that are not genetically related? It's kind of like a really easy game of "Where's Waldo."&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4796280645947668865-5765374048245271321?l=brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/5765374048245271321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4796280645947668865&amp;postID=5765374048245271321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/5765374048245271321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/5765374048245271321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/2008/03/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Brent and Laura</name><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R8y7Sbt_7XI/AAAAAAAAAKg/zRb10DqmV18/s72-c/new+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4796280645947668865.post-2895750365333657888</id><published>2007-11-30T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T06:57:41.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures of the House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R1AkCIA_WqI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nCWMbwNFGB8/s1600-R/new+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138646793759709858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R1AkCIA_WqI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ofcGNq8JEDo/s320/new+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We rearranged our bedroom a little. We decided to move our china cabinent into our bedroom and use it as a dresser for now. We must have too many clothes or not enough furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R1Aj0IA_WpI/AAAAAAAAAJo/il3T0CrRldM/s1600-R/new+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138646553241541266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R1Aj0IA_WpI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XtZA1OZ39Rk/s320/new+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R1AjpoA_WoI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VL2hLvF9SJQ/s1600-R/new+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138646372852914818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R1AjpoA_WoI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9Lgn4a8Psqw/s320/new+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is our kitchen, it looks cluttered in this picture but it really isn't. Take a closer look, you'll see what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R1AjXYA_WnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/qLuTDSh_3Y8/s1600-R/new+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138646059320302194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/R1AjXYA_WnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/y0he377QAhQ/s320/new+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kitchen again, just the opposite wall. We painted this color because I wanted one room in the house that was a bright, fun color. The kitchen seemed logical.&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/4796280645947668865-2895750365333657888?l=brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/2895750365333657888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4796280645947668865&amp;postID=2895750365333657888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/2895750365333657888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/2895750365333657888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-pictures-of-house.html' title='More Pictures of the House'/><author><name>Brent and Laura</name><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/_eD9gacICWfU/R1AkCIA_WqI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ofcGNq8JEDo/s72-c/new+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4796280645947668865.post-2665052089148247817</id><published>2007-10-31T14:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T14:20:26.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our sweet, tired puppy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjwAslSuBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5sqU7-NrzEw/s1600-h/our+house+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127612070519552018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjwAslSuBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5sqU7-NrzEw/s320/our+house+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is where we found Bella this morning, well actually we find her here every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Ryjv5MlSuAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/f8gAQSt0YuU/s1600-h/our+house+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127611941670533122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Ryjv5MlSuAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/f8gAQSt0YuU/s320/our+house+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As soon as we get out of bed she moves from her normal spot (the middle of the bed right between Brent and I) to laying on one of our pillows, normally where we just were, because its warm. She really likes to lay down where ever we have recently been sitting or sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjvuslSt_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/9i1uMRO6X3w/s1600-h/our+house+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127611761281906674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjvuslSt_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/9i1uMRO6X3w/s320/our+house+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't she so sweet? She loves to cuddle in the morning. After Brent and I are dressed and ready for the day we normally go back to the bedroom and cuddle with Bella for a few minutes. Then she wants her tummy scratched and then she wants kisses and then she wants us to carry her to the door so she can go outside and go potty. She is so cute, how could we not spoil this puppy?! &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/4796280645947668865-2665052089148247817?l=brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/2665052089148247817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4796280645947668865&amp;postID=2665052089148247817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/2665052089148247817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/2665052089148247817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-sweet-tired-puppy.html' title='Our sweet, tired puppy...'/><author><name>Brent and Laura</name><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjwAslSuBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5sqU7-NrzEw/s72-c/our+house+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4796280645947668865.post-5124435511703249839</id><published>2007-10-31T13:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T14:09:21.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deadly Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjtZ8lSt8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/ARLbeiaioHY/s1600-h/our+house+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127609205776365506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjtZ8lSt8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/ARLbeiaioHY/s320/our+house+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt; pumpkin, what makes it so scary though is that it decided it needed some blood to be complete. So it took a little of Brent's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjtGclSt6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/LjC-YXaAdbs/s1600-h/our+house+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127608870768916386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjtGclSt6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/LjC-YXaAdbs/s320/our+house+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brent was carving out the mouth of the pumpkin when he thought it would be funny to scare me and act like he cut himself with the knife. Well, he actually cut himself. And it was a pretty big cut I thought he might need stitches the way it was gushing blood at first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Ryjs9slSt5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YS0-Xfu7w4U/s1600-h/our+house+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127608720445061010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Ryjs9slSt5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YS0-Xfu7w4U/s320/our+house+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But we bandaged him up and it seems to be fine. Except Brent is milking his injury for as much as its worth. He "needs" me to carry him his plate and cup for dinner while he is sits in the living room watching TV. And he has reminded me several times today that he only has ONE hand. Poor baby:( Hopefully he will recover soon.&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/4796280645947668865-5124435511703249839?l=brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/5124435511703249839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4796280645947668865&amp;postID=5124435511703249839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/5124435511703249839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/5124435511703249839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/2007/10/deadly-pumpkin.html' title='The Deadly Pumpkin'/><author><name>Brent and Laura</name><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/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjtZ8lSt8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/ARLbeiaioHY/s72-c/our+house+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4796280645947668865.post-3287649293108960123</id><published>2007-10-31T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T13:57:07.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holloween Decor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjqyclSt2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/zm7nC6FZ6E8/s1600-h/our+house+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127606328148277090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjqyclSt2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/zm7nC6FZ6E8/s320/our+house+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our house. We have 3 grave stones in the front yard but they are very hard to see in this photo, and of course the ghost in the tree and we've got a scary pumpkin on the porch (it hasn't been carved yet in this picture.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjqnclSt1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/wTj90u_pIxE/s1600-h/our+house+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127606139169716050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjqnclSt1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/wTj90u_pIxE/s320/our+house+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our house again from further away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjqdclSt0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Qh9I1HFf9eQ/s1600-h/our+house+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127605967371024194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjqdclSt0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Qh9I1HFf9eQ/s320/our+house+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our front room, its the room you walk into when you come into our house. Brent and I thought the piano looks pretty spooky, its supposedly over 100 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127605546464229170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjqE8lStzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/p-5JOtFhyms/s320/our+house+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I was taking these pictures before Brent had time to make a mess on Sunday afternoon. He's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;twiddling&lt;/span&gt; his thumbs on the couch waiting for me to come and play "St. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Petersburg&lt;/span&gt;" with him. (It's a board game.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Ryjp8clStyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rSuO9MnZAMk/s1600-h/our+house+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127605400435341090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Ryjp8clStyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rSuO9MnZAMk/s320/our+house+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vantage point from the hallway into the front room.&lt;br /&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/4796280645947668865-3287649293108960123?l=brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/3287649293108960123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4796280645947668865&amp;postID=3287649293108960123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/3287649293108960123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/3287649293108960123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/2007/10/holloween-decor.html' title='Holloween Decor'/><author><name>Brent and Laura</name><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/_eD9gacICWfU/RyjqyclSt2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/zm7nC6FZ6E8/s72-c/our+house+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4796280645947668865.post-2124757910398971626</id><published>2007-10-26T08:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T08:51:51.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>September 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Brent, me and Brent's family went to the Outer Banks, North Carolina. We spent a whole week there. It was one of the best vacations I've ever had. We stayed in a 5 bedroom house with a private pool in the backyard. We were about 8 houses down from the ocean. All we had to do was walk about 3 minutes and we were standing on the beach staring at the ocean. Every morning we would get up and go swimming in the pool for some exercise and then we would eat breakfast and head for the beach. Some of the days we were there we just spent all day on the beach and others we went shopping and did a lot of site seeing around the islands. We went out for lunch everyday to different restaurants. In North Carolina it must be law that everything is FRIED because everything on the restaurant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;menues&lt;/span&gt; was dipped in batter and deep fat fried. I think we all gained some weight on that vacation. If you plan on eating out in North Carolina you better be prepared to diet before and after! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125670723826923282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIKXclStxI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2wNPdorj2tk/s320/beach+vacation+(125).jpg" border="0" /&gt;This was the beach that was down the street from the house we stayed in. It was fairly private; there were only about 20-30 people on the beach as far as we could see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIKIclStwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P9gdKyM3v6s/s1600-h/beach+vacation+(83).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125670466128885506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIKIclStwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P9gdKyM3v6s/s320/beach+vacation+(83).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the view from the rear deck of the house facing towards the ocean. If you look closely you can see ocean on the horizon, its just a little darker blue than the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIJ9clStvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/4zCBFNeVPvE/s1600-h/beach+vacation+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125670277150324466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIJ9clStvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/4zCBFNeVPvE/s320/beach+vacation+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ate a lot of seafood. Most of it was fried, but these clams weren't. They were steamed. Brent played with the clams after he ate their insides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125670174071109346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIJ3clStuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/R2pEsOXYjmc/s320/beach+vacation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIJu8lSttI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Z9bgWdF3Xw4/s1600-h/beach+vacation+(81).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125670028042221266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIJu8lSttI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Z9bgWdF3Xw4/s320/beach+vacation+(81).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the view from the rear deck facing the sound side of the island. One of the nights when it rained the small pond just in front of the deck overflowed and filled our street with about a foot of water. We were afraid the water would rise and start getting into our cars but luckily it didn't and by morning there were just large puddles in the street and nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIJhclStsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/eWJcZ989peE/s1600-h/beach+vacation+(145).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125669796113987266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIJhclStsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/eWJcZ989peE/s320/beach+vacation+(145).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a secluded beach we went to and spent most of a day at. It was very beautiful but very windy. Bella had a great time at this beach. She kept escaping from her leash and harness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIJWclStrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UAjWKXG7a5M/s1600-h/beach+vacation+(139).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125669607135426226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIJWclStrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UAjWKXG7a5M/s320/beach+vacation+(139).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bella had a great time chasing the seagulls and other birds on the beach, for some reason she thought she would catch them even though they could fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIJLMlStqI/AAAAAAAAAGY/KL35zUnRC3U/s1600-h/beach+vacation+(136).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125669413861897890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIJLMlStqI/AAAAAAAAAGY/KL35zUnRC3U/s320/beach+vacation+(136).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bella also chased the little sand crabs that were everywhere on the beach. She did catch some of them and ate them. What a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wierd&lt;/span&gt; dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyII-clStpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5CLfzdeNGug/s1600-h/beach+vacation+(138).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125669194818565778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyII-clStpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5CLfzdeNGug/s320/beach+vacation+(138).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bella didn't much like getting wet but if she was chasing something it didn't seem to bother her. One time she tried to run away from an incoming wave but wasn't fast enough. She looked like a drowned rat when she came up from the water. We had to bath her every night, she would get sand, seaweed, and little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;briars&lt;/span&gt; stuck all over in her hair and she also smelled like sea water so she wasn't very pleasant until we did bath her. She went swimming a couple of times in the pool but only because we threw her in. She didn't like that. But she did like running around the pool as we did laps, barking and growling at the splashes we made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIIxclStoI/AAAAAAAAAGI/kqPkOogEqqk/s1600-h/beach+vacation+(121).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125668971480266370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIIxclStoI/AAAAAAAAAGI/kqPkOogEqqk/s320/beach+vacation+(121).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brent playing in the water. The whole time we were there he was always trying to body surf and was successful some of the time. I have no idea what he's doing in this picture, he assures me it was something manly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIIl8lStnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ro8MRlVO9Lc/s1600-h/beach+vacation+(103).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125668773911770738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIIl8lStnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ro8MRlVO9Lc/s320/beach+vacation+(103).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the Cape Hatteras light house, we toured the inside and top of it. It is amazing how high it is! I think it is one of the oldest light houses in the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIIYslStmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Jd8_ujavebI/s1600-h/beach+vacation+(119).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125668546278504034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIIYslStmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Jd8_ujavebI/s320/beach+vacation+(119).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scenery from our beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIIL8lStlI/AAAAAAAAAFw/PvcVfEFsEP0/s1600-h/beach+vacation+(109).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125668327235171922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIIL8lStlI/AAAAAAAAAFw/PvcVfEFsEP0/s320/beach+vacation+(109).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brent and I built two sand castles while we were there. This may not look like much in the picture but we had built two walls and two motes to help keep out the rising tide. This took us a while and was the better of the two sand castles we built. Alas, there was no trace of it when we went back to check on it in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIIAMlStkI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_LZ-qovHKBA/s1600-h/beach+vacation+(94).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125668125371708994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIIAMlStkI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_LZ-qovHKBA/s320/beach+vacation+(94).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another beach at the end of Hatteras Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIHhslStjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TMgoAx51DFQ/s1600-h/beach+vacation+(84).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125667601385698866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIHhslStjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TMgoAx51DFQ/s320/beach+vacation+(84).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were several para-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sailers&lt;/span&gt; one evening because it was so windy. It was pretty cool to watch them sail up and down on the wind currents. We also watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kayakers&lt;/span&gt; out on the ocean, the hardest part for them was getting past the shore line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIHU8lStiI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-hbZ12pCY5c/s1600-h/beach+vacation+(77).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125667382342366754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIHU8lStiI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-hbZ12pCY5c/s320/beach+vacation+(77).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Brent's pretty smile.&lt;br /&gt;This was inside the Cape Hatteras light house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIHHslSthI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3Fl7t1QU7-8/s1600-h/beach+vacation+(39).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125667154709100050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIHHslSthI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3Fl7t1QU7-8/s320/beach+vacation+(39).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is on the sound side of the Outer Banks. We went jet skiing on the sound side one morning, it was a lot of fun. But I think jet skiing on a lake is more fun.&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/4796280645947668865-2124757910398971626?l=brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/2124757910398971626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4796280645947668865&amp;postID=2124757910398971626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/2124757910398971626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/2124757910398971626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/2007/10/september-8th-brent-me-and-brents.html' title=''/><author><name>Brent and Laura</name><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/_eD9gacICWfU/RyIKXclStxI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2wNPdorj2tk/s72-c/beach+vacation+(125).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4796280645947668865.post-4310710675697868627</id><published>2007-10-22T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T19:54:52.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Bella Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1iMLH4gmI/AAAAAAAAACY/gP5Q9dvsvkA/s1600-h/our+house+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124359912301298274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1iMLH4gmI/AAAAAAAAACY/gP5Q9dvsvkA/s320/our+house+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124359779157312082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1iEbH4glI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RMCRteq59lo/s320/our+house+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bella, Bella, Bella, Bella... She is a year and 4 months old and she still acts like the most hyper-mischeivious puppy I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4796280645947668865-4310710675697868627?l=brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/4310710675697868627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4796280645947668865&amp;postID=4310710675697868627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/4310710675697868627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/4310710675697868627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-bella-dog.html' title='Our Bella Dog'/><author><name>Brent and Laura</name><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/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1iMLH4gmI/AAAAAAAAACY/gP5Q9dvsvkA/s72-c/our+house+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4796280645947668865.post-8070979577375526312</id><published>2007-10-22T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T19:48:37.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new house</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There are only 2 rooms in the house that are mostly finished meaning unpacked, decorated, and cleaned. This first one is my sewing room/office/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt;/craft/whatever I want room. Kind of bland but we are hoping to turn this or Brent's office into a baby's room when we have one, so nothing too permanent here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124356824219812418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1fYbH4gkI/AAAAAAAAACI/PudbQfhrGpo/s320/our+house+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1fR7H4gjI/AAAAAAAAACA/f00sy8IKZzM/s1600-h/our+house+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124356712550662706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1fR7H4gjI/AAAAAAAAACA/f00sy8IKZzM/s320/our+house+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1fJbH4giI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AhSHFjqxMzI/s1600-h/our+house+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124356566521774626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1fJbH4giI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AhSHFjqxMzI/s320/our+house+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is our bedroom, easy to see with the large bed in the middle of the room, but lets just say I like to be obvious for obvious' sake. I like the way this room turned out, after 3 years of going for decor like this I finally got all of it together. Except for the furniture but eh you can't have everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124355784837726706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1eb7H4gfI/AAAAAAAAABg/hZXqLDG5q4s/s320/our+house+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1ewbH4ghI/AAAAAAAAABw/Mwc8GPeDTUM/s1600-h/our+house+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124356137025045010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1ewbH4ghI/AAAAAAAAABw/Mwc8GPeDTUM/s320/our+house+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124355943751516674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1elLH4ggI/AAAAAAAAABo/6VsHPyYOLHk/s320/our+house+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stay tuned, more pictures of the house to follow as soon as I get a day to clean up the fantastic mess Brent has been working on for a while. Maybe I will do before and after photos of the disaster zone he calls his office...&lt;/span&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/4796280645947668865-8070979577375526312?l=brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/8070979577375526312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4796280645947668865&amp;postID=8070979577375526312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/8070979577375526312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/8070979577375526312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-new-house.html' title='Our new house'/><author><name>Brent and Laura</name><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/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1fYbH4gkI/AAAAAAAAACI/PudbQfhrGpo/s72-c/our+house+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4796280645947668865.post-669673576014839677</id><published>2007-10-22T19:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T19:55:53.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Affair to Dismember (How to Host a Murder)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1bW7H4geI/AAAAAAAAABY/8jcEqWakICE/s1600-h/how+to+host+a+murder+oct+2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124352400403497442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1bW7H4geI/AAAAAAAAABY/8jcEqWakICE/s320/how+to+host+a+murder+oct+2007+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Brent says he borrowed the cape from Dad (Roger) but he couldn't borrow the permanent horns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We are really grown ups. Promise.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;See...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1YZbH4gZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/F6fngX6Ip5M/s1600-h/how+to+host+a+murder+oct+2007+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124349144818286994" style="WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="269" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1YZbH4gZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/F6fngX6Ip5M/s320/how+to+host+a+murder+oct+2007+003.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1ZKLH4gcI/AAAAAAAAABE/GHFK9vX0_ys/s1600-h/how+to+host+a+murder+oct+2007+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124349982336909762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1ZKLH4gcI/AAAAAAAAABE/GHFK9vX0_ys/s320/how+to+host+a+murder+oct+2007+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1ZBLH4gbI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8KPFLUb6vlo/s1600-h/how+to+host+a+murder+oct+2007+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124349827718087090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1ZBLH4gbI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8KPFLUb6vlo/s320/how+to+host+a+murder+oct+2007+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1YjLH4gaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4yHh7QSByZ0/s1600-h/how+to+host+a+murder+oct+2007+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124349312322011554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1YjLH4gaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4yHh7QSByZ0/s320/how+to+host+a+murder+oct+2007+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4796280645947668865-669673576014839677?l=brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/669673576014839677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4796280645947668865&amp;postID=669673576014839677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/669673576014839677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4796280645947668865/posts/default/669673576014839677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentandlaurawilliams.blogspot.com/2007/10/affair-to-dismember.html' title='An Affair to Dismember (How to Host a Murder)'/><author><name>Brent and Laura</name><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eD9gacICWfU/Rx1bW7H4geI/AAAAAAAAABY/8jcEqWakICE/s72-c/how+to+host+a+murder+oct+2007+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
