<?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-3622207591151549943</id><updated>2011-11-01T13:33:32.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life of John and Saria Butler</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-3447694444911072018</id><published>2011-11-01T12:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T12:00:50.235-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new bed :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been eyeing my dream bed at RC Willey for some time. I've been waiting for it to go on clearance, but for the last year it did not. Since we were moving, we made the decision to buy the bed. We returned it once when we got the scare that we lost our funding for the house. The second time we list the funding for our house, we had the bed on lay away and decided to go through with the purchase. And then, right as we were going to pay off the balance,THE BED WENT ON CLEARANCE. RC Willey adjusted our balance and the bed was ours. We received it last friday and other than the new furniture smell, I LOVE IT. Last bed we'll ever buy for us!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ow0jwrybY8U/TrAzzzWmHQI/AAAAAAAAGqQ/Oa8n-Tsqhzw/image1.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-3447694444911072018?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/3447694444911072018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=3447694444911072018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/3447694444911072018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/3447694444911072018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-new-bed.html' title='Our new bed :)'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ow0jwrybY8U/TrAzzzWmHQI/AAAAAAAAGqQ/Oa8n-Tsqhzw/s72-c/image1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-785693853363802947</id><published>2011-10-16T13:01:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T16:24:27.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Gingerbread House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HVdxvogPoMY/TptYuzVPTcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EydHxjnonPY/s1600/IMG_1680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664218517425049026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HVdxvogPoMY/TptYuzVPTcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EydHxjnonPY/s320/IMG_1680.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I decided to do something wild, I figured out how to make gingerbread dough and brick frosting, and since it's no where near Christmas we decided to make a gingerbread castle. Making it was easy, getting the walls to stick together was the hard part -even with the brick frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rhett loved decorating it because for every piece he stuck on the castle he got a mouth full of candy! Those are ghost and pumpkin cookies next to it. Can you tell what Rhett decorated and what Saria and I decorated?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-785693853363802947?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/785693853363802947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=785693853363802947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/785693853363802947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/785693853363802947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-gingerbread-house.html' title='Halloween Gingerbread House'/><author><name>John Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09675226213777512964</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/-HVdxvogPoMY/TptYuzVPTcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EydHxjnonPY/s72-c/IMG_1680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-6020402319858123059</id><published>2011-08-20T19:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T21:33:50.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 years ago about this time we went to the Blue Man Group as part of our honeymoon, now to celebrate 5 years we are back in Vegas going to Phantom of the Opera&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a fancy show and an important day, so we had to dress up in our most fancy clothes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saria loved it - first time for her - it's my favorite musical, so of course I liked it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The musical was at the Venetian, so we walked around for awhile after, watched the gondolas, and window shopped the Italian Carnival masks and the Italian blown glass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-GoHz0FvtRqQ/TlBci4gIJmI/AAAAAAAAADM/DAS4ZCkGCq0/2011-08-19%25252020.49.40.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-GLhXCrXIn8g/TlBcjlIUc9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/SmSnPb-hqNA/2011-08-19%25252020.52.44.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-6020402319858123059?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/6020402319858123059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=6020402319858123059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/6020402319858123059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/6020402319858123059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-years.html' title='5 Years'/><author><name>John Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09675226213777512964</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://lh4.ggpht.com/-GoHz0FvtRqQ/TlBci4gIJmI/AAAAAAAAADM/DAS4ZCkGCq0/s72-c/2011-08-19%25252020.49.40.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-1298442092804080382</id><published>2011-08-13T19:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T13:33:32.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging on the Strip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best part of the Strip is by FAR, the Bellagio water fountains. The night we were there, they were performing maintenance tests in between the showings, and this is the ONLY maintenance that I have ever heard of that is FUN to watch! It was basically the water show WITHOUT the music, which Rhett didn't seem to mind at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsiKCn5ZnWE/TkckdmIfj1I/AAAAAAAAGp8/lQXbDP5dj3Y/s1600/Picture%2B082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640517149175811922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsiKCn5ZnWE/TkckdmIfj1I/AAAAAAAAGp8/lQXbDP5dj3Y/s320/Picture%2B082.jpg" /&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/3622207591151549943-1298442092804080382?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1298442092804080382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=1298442092804080382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1298442092804080382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1298442092804080382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2011/08/hanging-on-strip.html' title='Hanging on the Strip'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsiKCn5ZnWE/TkckdmIfj1I/AAAAAAAAGp8/lQXbDP5dj3Y/s72-c/Picture%2B082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-4570178475379753784</id><published>2011-07-23T16:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T16:49:33.775-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt. Charleston Hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had no idea there was anything like this anywhere close to Vegas, let alone 30 min away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It reminded me a lot of the Uinta mountain range in Utah - violette with bristle cone pines, cool weather, weeping rock water falls and mountain views.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rhett loved the hike! And so did I! It really showed me that there are other things to do in Vegas like the things I liked to do in Utah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-LEbzV-1KFws/TitP99h50DI/AAAAAAAAACk/LdKLihcck28/2011-07-23%25252010.05.08.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-6bG0EczxZX8/TitP-xMAazI/AAAAAAAAACo/U8UKOwT875s/2011-07-23%25252010.10.21.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-4570178475379753784?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4570178475379753784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=4570178475379753784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4570178475379753784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4570178475379753784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2011/07/mt-charleston-hike.html' title='Mt. Charleston Hike'/><author><name>John Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09675226213777512964</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://lh4.ggpht.com/-LEbzV-1KFws/TitP99h50DI/AAAAAAAAACk/LdKLihcck28/s72-c/2011-07-23%25252010.05.08.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-5477923017323312068</id><published>2011-07-15T21:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T23:36:37.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Wide Spread Panic concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Won tickets at work at went to the concert at the Hard Rock Hotel. saria loved dancing around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rhett's first time with a real unrelated&amp;#160; baby sitter - hope she's doing a good job sitting on our baby, and hope he's having fun too&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yes, saria looks drunk in that photo, but she's not&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Out was our first date without Rhett in a very long time. We finally had to leave early because the smoke was a little overwhelming, but we had a BLAST!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-uqKuxMQi1-I/TiEJQoWINxI/AAAAAAAAACc/uXBHr7CT7jI/2011-07-15%25252020.44.09.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-pnXtNGDdohE/TiEJRLYQJII/AAAAAAAAACg/a8dABXH-CSY/2011-07-15%25252020.40.44.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-5477923017323312068?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/5477923017323312068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=5477923017323312068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/5477923017323312068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/5477923017323312068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2011/07/at-wide-spread-panic-concert.html' title='At the Wide Spread Panic concert'/><author><name>John Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09675226213777512964</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://lh4.ggpht.com/-uqKuxMQi1-I/TiEJQoWINxI/AAAAAAAAACc/uXBHr7CT7jI/s72-c/2011-07-15%25252020.44.09.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-7373070010923025958</id><published>2011-05-03T11:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T12:10:13.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>At Winter Quarters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the way to Michigan, stop at Winter Quarters. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mom helped with the stained glass when they were being made in Utah, and she wanted to come and see the done and on the temple.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since the last time we were here they have added a visitor center and a temple next to the pioneer cemetery&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_hGxGe_WMt08/TcBFA31U3bI/AAAAAAAAABw/z1-biCVUK1M/2011-05-03%2013.08.34.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_hGxGe_WMt08/TcBCKtfm6GI/AAAAAAAAABs/FY1aTdc_OKY/2011-05-03%2012.57.36.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_hGxGe_WMt08/TcBAKttoDlI/AAAAAAAAABk/b6OP2gBSPD0/2011-05-03%2012.47.44.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_hGxGe_WMt08/TcBBMpF7qxI/AAAAAAAAABo/RzdQb--Bf0w/2011-05-03%2012.52.21.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-7373070010923025958?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/7373070010923025958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=7373070010923025958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7373070010923025958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7373070010923025958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2011/05/at-winter-quarters.html' title='At Winter Quarters'/><author><name>John Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09675226213777512964</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://lh4.ggpht.com/_hGxGe_WMt08/TcBFA31U3bI/AAAAAAAAABw/z1-biCVUK1M/s72-c/2011-05-03%2013.08.34.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-242713318071415403</id><published>2010-07-12T01:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T01:30:05.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Years Ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Though this is probably the last year we will go, John and I have made a tradition to return every year to the spot where he proposed to me.  It's on an island in the middle of the Great Salt Lake.  While the gnats are always undesirable, this year was particularly bad.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Granted, we were warned by a sign at the park entrance, we thought we had the insect repellent to ward them off... but I SWEAR, these gnats LIKED the repellent!  We didn't make it to the exact spot John proposed due to us getting bit up and worrying about how bit up Rhett was getting that we decided to take pictures at a spot that had shade and turn around and head back. We also decided that the gnats were not worth coming every year and having to deal with.  However, here are the family pictures from our trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Great Salt Lake behind us.  Kind of looks like a wave less ocean... but MORE salty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TDrCmFYcHvI/AAAAAAAAGV4/6WjCbLZqypM/s1600/IMG_9585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TDrCmFYcHvI/AAAAAAAAGV4/6WjCbLZqypM/s320/IMG_9585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492916655067242226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TDrCmFYcHvI/AAAAAAAAGV4/6WjCbLZqypM/s1600/IMG_9585.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TDrCmFYcHvI/AAAAAAAAGV4/6WjCbLZqypM/s1600/IMG_9585.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I swear this is the ONLY tree on the island.... it's a place we stop and take a break at every year because it's the first source (and only) of shade on our journey to Elephant Rock where John proposed... this was as far as we made it this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TDrCliGKsHI/AAAAAAAAGVw/-bsEETn2DfQ/s1600/IMG_9582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TDrCliGKsHI/AAAAAAAAGVw/-bsEETn2DfQ/s320/IMG_9582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492916645595361394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TDrClC3FPJI/AAAAAAAAGVo/0ogjP32Y5m8/s1600/IMG_9578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TDrClC3FPJI/AAAAAAAAGVo/0ogjP32Y5m8/s320/IMG_9578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492916637210590354" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3622207591151549943-242713318071415403?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/242713318071415403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=242713318071415403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/242713318071415403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/242713318071415403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2010/07/4-years-ago.html' title='4 Years Ago...'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TDrCmFYcHvI/AAAAAAAAGV4/6WjCbLZqypM/s72-c/IMG_9585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-2475469325147458071</id><published>2010-06-26T01:56:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T02:53:13.837-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Land!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had a blast with our week at DL!  All the picture of Rhett at DL will be on his website, but these are the ones that don't really fit him, but some nice shots we got of the family vacationing at DL!  DL is my mother-in-laws favorite place to go for family vacation.  Probably because it's a park for all ages down to the infants!  Here she is below on our first day sporting her pose on King Arthur's Carousel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW6-E5odzI/AAAAAAAAGRI/AZ8Z7DZqmwM/s1600/IMG_9128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW6-E5odzI/AAAAAAAAGRI/AZ8Z7DZqmwM/s320/IMG_9128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486997296650942258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW6-E5odzI/AAAAAAAAGRI/AZ8Z7DZqmwM/s1600/IMG_9128.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then, you can see the poses run in the family.... (by the way a LOT of Rhett's pictures were snapped at the carousel because it was by far his favorite ride -- well it may have been a toss up between this and Pirates of the Caribbean!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW69uRaVfI/AAAAAAAAGRA/kXLR4SORYGA/s1600/IMG_9135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW69uRaVfI/AAAAAAAAGRA/kXLR4SORYGA/s320/IMG_9135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486997290576664050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW69uRaVfI/AAAAAAAAGRA/kXLR4SORYGA/s1600/IMG_9135.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess John's not the next King Arthur.... Sword wouldn't budge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW5-pyLNUI/AAAAAAAAGQ4/dBiNfs_L22Y/s1600/IMG_9145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW5-pyLNUI/AAAAAAAAGQ4/dBiNfs_L22Y/s320/IMG_9145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486996207040148802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW5-pyLNUI/AAAAAAAAGQ4/dBiNfs_L22Y/s1600/IMG_9145.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had never been on the riverboat that goes around an island  in the lake at Disneyland.  I was excited to do something I hadn't done in my previous visits there (probably because John doesn't think this ride was the most exciting -- but add kids and there is ALWAYS an adventure!  Ours was with Rhett and the stairs!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW5-HggC-I/AAAAAAAAGQw/A7pL1Yl2WcI/s1600/IMG_9150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW5-HggC-I/AAAAAAAAGQw/A7pL1Yl2WcI/s320/IMG_9150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486996197839211490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW5-HggC-I/AAAAAAAAGQw/A7pL1Yl2WcI/s1600/IMG_9150.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We currently own two cameras.  My Cannon Powershot that we mostly use just for video since our Cannon Rebel (our nice SRL) doesn't have that feature.  However, I think my Cannon Powershot is beginning to fade on me.  The picture below was taken with it and it wasn't the first picture that has streaks.... however, the fade kind of made this family picture look cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW59sR6SCI/AAAAAAAAGQo/ceDiOh3pcBM/s1600/IMG_4971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW59sR6SCI/AAAAAAAAGQo/ceDiOh3pcBM/s320/IMG_4971.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486996190530258978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW59sR6SCI/AAAAAAAAGQo/ceDiOh3pcBM/s1600/IMG_4971.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John and I went onto Autotopia and this was John's attempt to snap a picture of me behind him while he was driving.  Of all the many tries that he took this is the ONLY one he got of me IN the picture (that is before he took pictures when we were about to get out of the cars!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW59IjwTVI/AAAAAAAAGQg/ancKdguPXUY/s1600/IMG_9171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW59IjwTVI/AAAAAAAAGQg/ancKdguPXUY/s320/IMG_9171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486996180941426002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had a better shot once we stopped moving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW5IAXlHLI/AAAAAAAAGQI/nbonbNz2Kx4/s1600/IMG_9186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW5IAXlHLI/AAAAAAAAGQI/nbonbNz2Kx4/s320/IMG_9186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486995268209810610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the Butler clan at Toon Town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW5HB3K6xI/AAAAAAAAGP4/dhgENMKBtWo/s1600/IMG_9219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW5HB3K6xI/AAAAAAAAGP4/dhgENMKBtWo/s320/IMG_9219.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486995251430877970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the grandkids with grandma and Mickey (Rhett was fast asleep).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW3-wGewUI/AAAAAAAAGPo/umx4JHcEnE4/s1600/IMG_9250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW3-wGewUI/AAAAAAAAGPo/umx4JHcEnE4/s320/IMG_9250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486994009712673090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below was a night shot that I got of Cinderellas (?? - not sure which princess' castle it was) castle, leading to Fantasy Land.  We were waiting for the fireworks to start and because it is a night shot that had the shutter open for longer than your typical snap and shoot picture, the people at the bottom of the picture are distorted, but I think it has a cool effect if done just a LITTLE better! Not bad for an armature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW3E0ILFhI/AAAAAAAAGPY/TPegd7bIt0c/s1600/IMG_9302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW3E0ILFhI/AAAAAAAAGPY/TPegd7bIt0c/s320/IMG_9302.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486993014361101842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW3E0ILFhI/AAAAAAAAGPY/TPegd7bIt0c/s1600/IMG_9302.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rhett liked driving the car in Mr. Toad's Wild Ride, so we had to get a picture of him "driving".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW3EjeVDuI/AAAAAAAAGPQ/6UyrAC29v5k/s1600/IMG_9317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW3EjeVDuI/AAAAAAAAGPQ/6UyrAC29v5k/s320/IMG_9317.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486993009890627298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW3EjeVDuI/AAAAAAAAGPQ/6UyrAC29v5k/s1600/IMG_9317.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Butler chilling on the bench on King Arthur's Carousel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW3D8yE5JI/AAAAAAAAGPI/3Q3vDICGRZw/s1600/IMG_9369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW3D8yE5JI/AAAAAAAAGPI/3Q3vDICGRZw/s320/IMG_9369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486992999504471186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW3D8yE5JI/AAAAAAAAGPI/3Q3vDICGRZw/s1600/IMG_9369.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sporting the Mickey ears in the teacup.  Getting a picture in the stationary cup was the only way we were going to get a picture of Rhett in the teacup.  Otherwise, he just gets snuggly put on the bench between us and he doesn't really get scene if any pictures are taken in motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW2E3aQ1gI/AAAAAAAAGPA/ACdvusqC7SM/s1600/IMG_9375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW2E3aQ1gI/AAAAAAAAGPA/ACdvusqC7SM/s320/IMG_9375.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486991915730654722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW2E3aQ1gI/AAAAAAAAGPA/ACdvusqC7SM/s1600/IMG_9375.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa and Katelynn.  If looks could speak, I would say that they are expressing similar emotion because their facial expressions are fairly similar!  You can just tell the LOADS of fun they are having at that moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW2EbhjhlI/AAAAAAAAGO4/SnP4Od_4b_o/s1600/IMG_9381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW2EbhjhlI/AAAAAAAAGO4/SnP4Od_4b_o/s320/IMG_9381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486991908245046866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW2EbhjhlI/AAAAAAAAGO4/SnP4Od_4b_o/s1600/IMG_9381.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, so this IS Cinderella's castle (in the Storybook Land boat ride).  I thought all the minitures in Storybook Land were just so darn cute, but this one was my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW2DxSaUcI/AAAAAAAAGOw/aQhQRbqxnR8/s1600/IMG_9385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW2DxSaUcI/AAAAAAAAGOw/aQhQRbqxnR8/s320/IMG_9385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486991896907239874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW2DxSaUcI/AAAAAAAAGOw/aQhQRbqxnR8/s1600/IMG_9385.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of the Butler clan on Mainstreet in Disney Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW1OiGvRwI/AAAAAAAAGOo/vZHgybRlTZ0/s1600/IMG_9434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW1OiGvRwI/AAAAAAAAGOo/vZHgybRlTZ0/s320/IMG_9434.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486990982298683138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW1OiGvRwI/AAAAAAAAGOo/vZHgybRlTZ0/s1600/IMG_9434.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't this just an "aw" moment?  They were actually celebrating their wedding anniversary this day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW1N7ogvOI/AAAAAAAAGOg/hfpFtox7_uU/s1600/IMG_9445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW1N7ogvOI/AAAAAAAAGOg/hfpFtox7_uU/s320/IMG_9445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486990971971353826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW1N7ogvOI/AAAAAAAAGOg/hfpFtox7_uU/s1600/IMG_9445.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the Butler families (minus a few children) on the spinning teacups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW1NfNteAI/AAAAAAAAGOY/ydSD9Zs9lqA/s1600/IMG_9448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW1NfNteAI/AAAAAAAAGOY/ydSD9Zs9lqA/s320/IMG_9448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486990964342749186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW1NfNteAI/AAAAAAAAGOY/ydSD9Zs9lqA/s1600/IMG_9448.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John got a picture of my mother-in-law and me in motion.  Rhett's actually in the cup with us, but as I stated before, he cannot be scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW0H2tlcjI/AAAAAAAAGOQ/0w8xKKiFvqY/s1600/IMG_9452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW0H2tlcjI/AAAAAAAAGOQ/0w8xKKiFvqY/s320/IMG_9452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486989768059613746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW0H2tlcjI/AAAAAAAAGOQ/0w8xKKiFvqY/s1600/IMG_9452.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is the 3d model of the original Disney Land Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW0HU_1SuI/AAAAAAAAGOI/TqfwqbAAIEg/s1600/IMG_9473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW0HU_1SuI/AAAAAAAAGOI/TqfwqbAAIEg/s320/IMG_9473.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486989759009344226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW0HU_1SuI/AAAAAAAAGOI/TqfwqbAAIEg/s1600/IMG_9473.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought the Splash Mountain model was pretty cool too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW0GyX3s2I/AAAAAAAAGOA/yhSozFSEPdU/s1600/IMG_9476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW0GyX3s2I/AAAAAAAAGOA/yhSozFSEPdU/s320/IMG_9476.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486989749714924386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-2475469325147458071?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/2475469325147458071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=2475469325147458071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/2475469325147458071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/2475469325147458071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2010/06/disney-land.html' title='Disney Land!'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCW6-E5odzI/AAAAAAAAGRI/AZ8Z7DZqmwM/s72-c/IMG_9128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-8841862318947922199</id><published>2010-06-26T01:31:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T01:51:34.547-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family at the Tide Pools!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I posted a few pictures on Rhett's blog about our time at the tide pictures (click &lt;a href="http://rhettperrybutler.blogspot.com/2010/06/family-vacation-tide-pools.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see that specific blog post), but I thought I would finish posting them here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John LOVES loves the ocean.  He says he is just drawn to it.  I have to admit, there is something VERY appealing about spending the day at the ocean -- even if you are not really getting into it to swim.  Just being there and looking out into its vastness is something quite awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWvc7QFEDI/AAAAAAAAGN4/PH788I1fimY/s1600/IMG_9034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWvc7QFEDI/AAAAAAAAGN4/PH788I1fimY/s320/IMG_9034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486984632497147954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWvc7QFEDI/AAAAAAAAGN4/PH788I1fimY/s1600/IMG_9034.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were told there were caves further down the beach...  Some of our nieces and nephews wanted to go and so we started down the beach.  This is the best we could come up with.  Not really a cave by my standards, but the kids thought it was downright cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWvQOf0ZtI/AAAAAAAAGNw/YvEpeyNm8sY/s1600/IMG_9040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWvQOf0ZtI/AAAAAAAAGNw/YvEpeyNm8sY/s320/IMG_9040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486984414325139154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWvQOf0ZtI/AAAAAAAAGNw/YvEpeyNm8sY/s1600/IMG_9040.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sweet mother-in-law and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWvPq1qEHI/AAAAAAAAGNo/8pkziEErtAI/s1600/IMG_9047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWvPq1qEHI/AAAAAAAAGNo/8pkziEErtAI/s320/IMG_9047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486984404753059954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWvPq1qEHI/AAAAAAAAGNo/8pkziEErtAI/s1600/IMG_9047.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the kids "accidentally" getting hit by the waves as the tide started to come back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWvPCJOPfI/AAAAAAAAGNg/4TWzyVmdbTo/s1600/IMG_9070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWvPCJOPfI/AAAAAAAAGNg/4TWzyVmdbTo/s320/IMG_9070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486984393829268978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWvPCJOPfI/AAAAAAAAGNg/4TWzyVmdbTo/s1600/IMG_9070.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My niece Emily (her brother Nate is in the background) and I sinking our feet into the sand as the waves rolled over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWti8lfU-I/AAAAAAAAGNY/Ora-zroM8-o/s1600/IMG_9075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWti8lfU-I/AAAAAAAAGNY/Ora-zroM8-o/s320/IMG_9075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486982536911344610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWti8lfU-I/AAAAAAAAGNY/Ora-zroM8-o/s1600/IMG_9075.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A bigger wave caught John by surprise.  Rhett watch the water swarm below him from the safe distance of John's chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWtiUZ9OFI/AAAAAAAAGNQ/L0E_IKZsHgw/s1600/IMG_9078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWtiUZ9OFI/AAAAAAAAGNQ/L0E_IKZsHgw/s320/IMG_9078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486982526125553746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWtiUZ9OFI/AAAAAAAAGNQ/L0E_IKZsHgw/s1600/IMG_9078.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another view of the Butler clan!  The vacation was an experience to be had -- and that was without the ENTIRE family there (some of the families couldn't make it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWthwWhpEI/AAAAAAAAGNI/cWLM7r4RqcU/s1600/IMG_9087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWthwWhpEI/AAAAAAAAGNI/cWLM7r4RqcU/s320/IMG_9087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486982516447487042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-8841862318947922199?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/8841862318947922199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=8841862318947922199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/8841862318947922199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/8841862318947922199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2010/06/family-at-tide-pools.html' title='Family at the Tide Pools!'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWvc7QFEDI/AAAAAAAAGN4/PH788I1fimY/s72-c/IMG_9034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-295710439368614996</id><published>2010-06-26T01:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T01:30:44.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Butlers and the Birthday Pinyata!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;While we were on our family vacation at Disneyland, we celebrated my nephew's birthday (Sam Butler). They got him a pinyata (I know the spelling is wrong, but at 1:30AM as I write this, I really don't care...) as a surprise and the MOST entertaining part was watching the Butler boys setting it up over a tree. Leading of COURSE was my husband IN THE TREE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWqr9LdOFI/AAAAAAAAGNA/vouuIldLcHY/s1600/IMG_9108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWqr9LdOFI/AAAAAAAAGNA/vouuIldLcHY/s320/IMG_9108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486979393154529362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWqr9LdOFI/AAAAAAAAGNA/vouuIldLcHY/s1600/IMG_9108.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids waiting patiently while the his Hispanics laugh at the WAY white folks! (Really some just stopped and were quite the entertained!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWqrU8vZPI/AAAAAAAAGM4/U4IyA7nDZLo/s1600/IMG_9111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWqrU8vZPI/AAAAAAAAGM4/U4IyA7nDZLo/s320/IMG_9111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486979382355387634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWqrU8vZPI/AAAAAAAAGM4/U4IyA7nDZLo/s1600/IMG_9111.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rise of the Pinyata and John coming safely to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWqSTM-qiI/AAAAAAAAGMw/Uolb8eNt9_s/s1600/IMG_9112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWqSTM-qiI/AAAAAAAAGMw/Uolb8eNt9_s/s320/IMG_9112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486978952389896738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWqSTM-qiI/AAAAAAAAGMw/Uolb8eNt9_s/s1600/IMG_9112.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John's the baby of the family.  He has three other brothers (two of which were on the family vacation with us).  John's oldest brother, Richie (in picture below) insisted on mummifying the kids face with the piece of cloth.  And of course, he had to tie it differently on each kid (chin bandage, bow on top of the boys head, face mask, etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWqRld-pYI/AAAAAAAAGMo/sFcaDYHkjBw/s1600/IMG_9114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWqRld-pYI/AAAAAAAAGMo/sFcaDYHkjBw/s320/IMG_9114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486978940113167746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWqRld-pYI/AAAAAAAAGMo/sFcaDYHkjBw/s1600/IMG_9114.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the end, fun was had by all and when the pinyata finally DID break.  Even Rhett did a dive crawl for the scattered candy/toys!  Happy birthday to Sam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-295710439368614996?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/295710439368614996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=295710439368614996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/295710439368614996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/295710439368614996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2010/06/butlers-and-birthday-pinyata.html' title='Butlers and the Birthday Pinyata!'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/TCWqr9LdOFI/AAAAAAAAGNA/vouuIldLcHY/s72-c/IMG_9108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-239557962305314211</id><published>2010-06-21T15:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:17:49.745-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Vacation</title><content type='html'>I am working on posting our family vaction blog on Rhett's blog and realized it was more family than Rhett and should have been posted on this blog... oh well, clik &lt;a href="http://rhettperrybutler.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see Rhett's blog (which is updated WAY more frequently than this blog).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-239557962305314211?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/239557962305314211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=239557962305314211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/239557962305314211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/239557962305314211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2010/06/family-vacation.html' title='Family Vacation'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-3079179552437515112</id><published>2010-06-02T18:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T18:18:25.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Summer Apart</title><content type='html'>Back in February or March, I interviewed for a position as an intern for the summer. The internship was going to be in Las Vegas and at the time, John didn't have another job. The initial interview happened on campus in Salt Lake. I didn't think the interview went all that well and I didn't think much of it. Turns out the interview went better than expected and about a month later, I was contacted for a second interview to occur in Las Vegas. At this point, John had a job in Salt Lake but I thought that the interview would at least be good interview experience, so I signed up to go.&lt;br /&gt;I was flown in and out of Las Vegas on the same day and had an entire day of interviews. The position was with a public airline headquartered in Las Vegas: Allegiant Air. After a couple of interviews, I was starting to get really excited about the position. It seemed like a fun place to work and I would have the opportunity to be exposed to a lot of different areas within the audit function (which is what my Masters degree specializes in). By the end of the day, I was fairly confident that I had the position if I wanted it. John and I began discussing our options with him working in Salt Lake. A few days later, I got the offer and after a lot of talking and contemplating what our decision would mean, I signed and faxed back the offer letter. I was going to accept the position.&lt;br /&gt;To make a long story short, beginning two weeks ago, John and I began our summer apart. I am driving home every two weeks so we can spend the weekend together. My first trip home was Memorial Day weekend. John had to work Saturday and Monday, but when he wasn't working, we were off doing some outdoorsy activity. I had SO much fun. I don't think I have ever crammed so much into a weekend. On top of that, with everything we DID do, we didn't feel rushed. I felt so blessed that our time together seemed to linger. It felt like I had been home more than just a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, we are going on a family vacation to Disney Land and we are both really looking forward to the time we will be able to spend together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it's going to be a LONG summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-3079179552437515112?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/3079179552437515112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=3079179552437515112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/3079179552437515112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/3079179552437515112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-apart.html' title='A Summer Apart'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-7986218594804973092</id><published>2010-04-03T19:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T14:09:53.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Murder Mystery</title><content type='html'>Before John and I were married, John had roommates that lived with him in this house.  We get together once a month and plan dinner and games.  This past one was hosted at Jason and Tiffany Pasey's apartment up in Ogden.  They planned a murder mystery and sent us invitation on what to where and who we were.  It was a blast.  I forgot our names (seeing this post is almost a month after the fact), but it was A LOT of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S7fmxiFcT0I/AAAAAAAAGCw/-42emvpNf-k/s1600/IMG_8304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456083212220256066" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S7fmxiFcT0I/AAAAAAAAGCw/-42emvpNf-k/s320/IMG_8304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and I in our costumes -- I was some type of archeologist and John was a philanthopist/actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S7fmzABqmMI/AAAAAAAAGDI/iZPAlwOacS4/s1600/IMG_8312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456083237437348034" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S7fmzABqmMI/AAAAAAAAGDI/iZPAlwOacS4/s320/IMG_8312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John in action -- these next couple of pictures are John role playing and I have to say he had me cracking up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S7fmyidGbaI/AAAAAAAAGDA/68TJdyh8yng/s1600/IMG_8309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456083229499354530" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S7fmyidGbaI/AAAAAAAAGDA/68TJdyh8yng/s320/IMG_8309.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/_k0lkODwWQYA/S7fmyIWkOsI/AAAAAAAAGC4/6R1Jy0PeIGQ/s1600/IMG_8308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456083222492625602" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S7fmyIWkOsI/AAAAAAAAGC4/6R1Jy0PeIGQ/s320/IMG_8308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S7fmznESHyI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/eJATd8tkoys/s1600/IMG_8314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456083247917309730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S7fmznESHyI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/eJATd8tkoys/s320/IMG_8314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the group - the ORIGINAL Green House roomies (they morphed as people got married, but these were the originals)  Guys from left to right - Jason Pasey (Tiffany, Benjamen), Tyler Laing (Emily), Brian Pearce (Becky), John Butler (Saria, Rhett).  We are lifetime friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had so much fun, we are hosting one at our house for John's highschool friends and their wives/girlfriends!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-7986218594804973092?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/7986218594804973092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=7986218594804973092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7986218594804973092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7986218594804973092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2010/04/murder-mistery.html' title='Murder Mystery'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S7fmxiFcT0I/AAAAAAAAGCw/-42emvpNf-k/s72-c/IMG_8304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-5861804350216562072</id><published>2010-03-25T23:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T00:03:58.315-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scariest Moment of My Life Thus Far!</title><content type='html'>Today, I spent most of the day setting up for a big scrapbook show that is going on in Salt Lake over the weekend.  After we finished setting up, I had a few errands to run and I didn't get home until almost 7:00pm.  Rhett hadn't eaten dinner yet and I was so proud of him for not being crabby.  When I got home, I promptly fed our dog - who had been locked in her kennel all day because no one was home.  Rhett likes to watch Ginger eat and sometimes plays with her water dish.  I left the room for a moment and before I came back Rhett had crawled out of the bathroom (where we keep Ginger's food dish).  I didn't think anything of it.  Well, I picked Rhett up a few minutes later to set him up to the table to eat some dinner.  I noticed however that his clothes were wet and I needed to change his diaper (I bought cheaper diapers and let me tell you, Parent's Choice diapers at Walmart are NOT my choice because he leaks right through them every night!  Huggies ALL THE WAY!).  I laid him down and noticed he was eating something and I hadn't given him anything to eat yet.  I tried to open his mouth to see what it was and low and behold he started CHOKING.  And not just **cough** it got caught in my throat, but an open mouth no sound and face turn red!  I sat him up to pat his back to make him cough it up, but it DIDN'T WORK.  I went into an automatic mode and just remember saying aloud, "SCARED" whiled I picked him up and started pounding on his back.  When that didn't do anything after a few seconds, I turned him face down across my arm and other hand and started pounding on his back and  a few moments later he threw up on my carpet.  I don't think there was a time I was HAPPIER puke was on my carpet!  After he was breathing, I just held him tight and then it hit me how shaken the incident made me and I just held him and cried for a moment.  John wasn't home yet but I was glad for a hug and a vent to him when he came home!  I have to say I honestly don't remember a moment at ANY time in my life where fear had gripped me to make me react like that moment did!  Thanks to all the First Aid classes that were taught to me LONG before I ever had an infant so I knew instinctively what to do.  &lt;div&gt;By the way, the object that Rhett choked on was a dog kibble (probably more than one), which in and by itself wasn't all that big a deal.  I purposely buy smaller kibbles and they are probably the size of a cheerio.  Chomping it by itself probably wasn't where the choking became an issue as when I set him on his back and tried to pry his mouth open to see what was in there!  But all in all, Rhett's fine and I was just a little shaken.  I guess I'll just have to be more careful and not have Rhett around when I feed the dog!  And Rhett needs to learn that DOG FOOD is not HUMAN FOOD :):) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-5861804350216562072?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/5861804350216562072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=5861804350216562072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/5861804350216562072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/5861804350216562072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2010/03/scariest-moment-of-my-life-thus-far.html' title='Scariest Moment of My Life Thus Far!'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-1441999914647571935</id><published>2010-03-23T10:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T10:36:44.278-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A late posting of Seattle (November 2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I tend to fall behind on this blog because the time I find for blogger usually results in me blogging exclusively for Rhett. However, I was going through some pictures and notices that there were some that I never posted. For instance, when John and I went to visit my friend Amy and her husband Eric, Eric was kind enough to give us a "local" tour of the city of Seattle. I have to admit it is a side of the city that we would have never seen if it wasn't him and his great tour guide skills! My favorite by far was the troll bridge that is in the movie Ten Things I Hate About You. When I watched that movie and saw the troll bridge I thought it was just an UGLY statue somewhere. But seeing it in person was pretty cool. I couldn't believe that there was a full car embedded in the statue (a VW Bug)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrXxk1ZDI/AAAAAAAAGA0/yojlNSfWYx4/s1600-h/IMG_7105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrXxk1ZDI/AAAAAAAAGA0/yojlNSfWYx4/s320/IMG_7105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451866142609335346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrXxk1ZDI/AAAAAAAAGA0/yojlNSfWYx4/s1600-h/IMG_7105.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The VW Bug is under the trolls left hand (it's a real car!! I thought it was just sculpted out of the cement) and the headlight of the car is the trolls left eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrXVe6KXI/AAAAAAAAGAs/l76wWoidrck/s1600-h/IMG_7102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrXVe6KXI/AAAAAAAAGAs/l76wWoidrck/s320/IMG_7102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451866135068289394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KING/QUEENS of the troll :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrXVe6KXI/AAAAAAAAGAs/l76wWoidrck/s1600-h/IMG_7102.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrWwe5Z4I/AAAAAAAAGAk/swBIt8nbcuc/s1600-h/IMG_7099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrWwe5Z4I/AAAAAAAAGAk/swBIt8nbcuc/s320/IMG_7099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451866125136127874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrWwe5Z4I/AAAAAAAAGAk/swBIt8nbcuc/s1600-h/IMG_7099.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was surprised at how big this troll was in person!  All three of us fit easily on the left hand of the troll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrWX0ObLI/AAAAAAAAGAc/xNiN1z7syAc/s1600-h/IMG_7097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrWX0ObLI/AAAAAAAAGAc/xNiN1z7syAc/s320/IMG_7097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451866118514699442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrWX0ObLI/AAAAAAAAGAc/xNiN1z7syAc/s1600-h/IMG_7097.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Seattle Space Needle in the FREEZING cold rain.  We didn't want to pay to go up because it was a little pricey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrV_VaGQI/AAAAAAAAGAU/fk7SHcIpK4w/s1600-h/IMG_7092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrV_VaGQI/AAAAAAAAGAU/fk7SHcIpK4w/s320/IMG_7092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451866111942990082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrV_VaGQI/AAAAAAAAGAU/fk7SHcIpK4w/s1600-h/IMG_7092.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out John's mad skills at getting a picture of Seattle across the port AT NIGHT.  He was sad he couldn't do better.  You'll have to click on this picture to get the full effect.  I think it turned out decent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-1441999914647571935?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1441999914647571935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=1441999914647571935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1441999914647571935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1441999914647571935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2010/03/late-posting-of-seattle-november-2009.html' title='A late posting of Seattle (November 2009)'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S6jrXxk1ZDI/AAAAAAAAGA0/yojlNSfWYx4/s72-c/IMG_7105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-6556179766131597074</id><published>2010-01-13T16:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T16:52:30.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Ornament</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ever since John and I have been married, we have gotten ourselves an ornament each year to kind of represent our year. This year, since we had Rhett, we decided that an ornament dealing with something about him would be the best. We were looking and looking to happen upon an ornament, but nothing ever caught our fancy. We were about to give up when we headed to the mall and fell upon the Hallmark store and all their ornaments. I was just going to get a pair of baby booties as an ornament, when John found this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S05cIXAQsTI/AAAAAAAAF48/Ez0Y_wHb4H0/s320/IMG_8072.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426375899711844658" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't recognize it, it's the final scene from Gone With The Wind.  It even comes complete with the final phrase that Rhett says to Scarlett -- however, we have not put batteries in it so it will play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S05cHw_k-BI/AAAAAAAAF40/HnIirGsifko/s1600-h/IMG_7465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S05cHw_k-BI/AAAAAAAAF40/HnIirGsifko/s320/IMG_7465.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426375889508431890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S05cHw_k-BI/AAAAAAAAF40/HnIirGsifko/s1600-h/IMG_7465.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rhett looking at the ornament&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S05cIx9YrbI/AAAAAAAAF5E/axAJeLKEdAA/s320/IMG_7473.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426375906947542450" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rhett's ornament on the tree.  I think he was excited that we got an ornament in honor of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-6556179766131597074?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/6556179766131597074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=6556179766131597074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/6556179766131597074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/6556179766131597074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-ornament.html' title='New Ornament'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S05cIXAQsTI/AAAAAAAAF48/Ez0Y_wHb4H0/s72-c/IMG_8072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-4399790092195867997</id><published>2009-12-01T15:33:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:38:42.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;At the beginning of last month, John and I had a scrapbook show in Seattle and we stayed a couple of extra days with my best friend Amy and her family. While we were there, we made a trip up to Canada. It was fun, but it WAS little disappointing to leave the country and still feel like you were in the USA. It didn't help that everyone spoke English I guess... At any rate, we drove around a lot, saw some of the Winter 2010 Olympic sites and went to an island that had totem poles (I forget what the name of the island was), and the new temple site in Vancouver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sxdp4uvlRYI/AAAAAAAAF08/D-bR7YeFi7s/s1600-h/IMG_7111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sxdp4uvlRYI/AAAAAAAAF08/D-bR7YeFi7s/s320/IMG_7111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410909900650136962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sxdp4uvlRYI/AAAAAAAAF08/D-bR7YeFi7s/s1600-h/IMG_7111.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The future Vancouver Temple. It is closer for Amy's sister Deena to leave the country to go to the temple because she lives only a few miles from the US border.  CRAZY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sxdp4f-fADI/AAAAAAAAF00/yFZTJKHb7vk/s1600-h/IMG_7116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sxdp4f-fADI/AAAAAAAAF00/yFZTJKHb7vk/s320/IMG_7116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410909896686108722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sxdp4f-fADI/AAAAAAAAF00/yFZTJKHb7vk/s1600-h/IMG_7116.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Floating logs down the river.  Not being from Alaska or anything, I've never seen this in person.  It was an cool sight while passing over the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sxdp3_AQoXI/AAAAAAAAF0s/3qUixs1h2mY/s1600-h/IMG_7119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sxdp3_AQoXI/AAAAAAAAF0s/3qUixs1h2mY/s320/IMG_7119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410909887835185522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sxdp3_AQoXI/AAAAAAAAF0s/3qUixs1h2mY/s1600-h/IMG_7119.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My best friend Amy (other than my husband that is!)  I have so much fun when we get together.  I'm grateful that our friendship has remained so strong over the years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sxdp3W0xB0I/AAAAAAAAF0k/2vrEyKfzCig/s1600-h/IMG_7190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sxdp3W0xB0I/AAAAAAAAF0k/2vrEyKfzCig/s320/IMG_7190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410909877049558850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sxdp3W0xB0I/AAAAAAAAF0k/2vrEyKfzCig/s1600-h/IMG_7190.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was rainy and dreary.  A little goofiness to liven me up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SxWedSlfeZI/AAAAAAAAF0c/oIvE1p2jrSM/s1600/IMG_7130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SxWedSlfeZI/AAAAAAAAF0c/oIvE1p2jrSM/s320/IMG_7130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410404753398004114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SxWedSlfeZI/AAAAAAAAF0c/oIvE1p2jrSM/s1600/IMG_7130.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John, Rhett and I in front of the totem poles.  They were pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SxWec9u5YAI/AAAAAAAAF0U/iPq6R-kGBvY/s1600/IMG_7201sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SxWec9u5YAI/AAAAAAAAF0U/iPq6R-kGBvY/s320/IMG_7201sm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410404747800305666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SxWec9u5YAI/AAAAAAAAF0U/iPq6R-kGBvY/s1600/IMG_7201sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've never seen anything like this, but then again, I don't live close to any major ports for boats or anything.  This Chevron was in the MIDDLE of the river!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SxWeckPiqNI/AAAAAAAAF0M/7cSqcaVZqRY/s1600/IMG_7206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SxWeckPiqNI/AAAAAAAAF0M/7cSqcaVZqRY/s320/IMG_7206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410404740957907154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SxWeckPiqNI/AAAAAAAAF0M/7cSqcaVZqRY/s1600/IMG_7206.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Olympic rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SxWecV6XhwI/AAAAAAAAF0E/3zTU3bHq_Eo/s1600/IMG_7219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SxWecV6XhwI/AAAAAAAAF0E/3zTU3bHq_Eo/s320/IMG_7219.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410404737111000834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SxWecV6XhwI/AAAAAAAAF0E/3zTU3bHq_Eo/s1600/IMG_7219.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A cable bridge that we got to walk across on the hike we went on.  Rhett wasn't sure what to think.  It was really high up and he did try to look down.  I really wonder what he thinks as he experiences new things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SxWeb_KldYI/AAAAAAAAFz8/qft0aqPbRB0/s1600/IMG_7240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SxWeb_KldYI/AAAAAAAAFz8/qft0aqPbRB0/s320/IMG_7240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410404731005007234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SxWeb_KldYI/AAAAAAAAFz8/qft0aqPbRB0/s1600/IMG_7240.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No WONDER the maple leaves are the symbol of Canada.  They were HUGE!&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/3622207591151549943-4399790092195867997?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4399790092195867997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=4399790092195867997' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4399790092195867997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4399790092195867997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/12/canada.html' title='Canada'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sxdp4uvlRYI/AAAAAAAAF08/D-bR7YeFi7s/s72-c/IMG_7111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-6152918253526431082</id><published>2009-11-01T08:07:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T08:37:18.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The craftiness of us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I haven't put anything on our blog for a while and John and I have been getting a little crafty lately, so I thought I would put up a post. John made the COOLEST wooden clock (which is currently on sale at &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/&lt;/a&gt;). I made a patchwork skirt, an apron, and a baby sling. I'm just learning to sew and my mother-in-law has LOTS of fabric for me to practice on. So here are some of the projects I have undertook!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My patchwork skirt! I ended up wearing it for Halloween though and walking up some front steps while trick or treating with Rhett, I stepped on the botton trim of satin and tore it a little bit. I didn't finish the satin cut edge so it frayed and is rendered unfixable without replacing it with another piece of satin. Well, I guess I learned my lesson to finish or treat raw edges of satin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Su2nMpzi-gI/AAAAAAAAFxg/xnVwk8j0Zs0/s1600-h/patchwork1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 207px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399155364109416962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Su2nMpzi-gI/AAAAAAAAFxg/xnVwk8j0Zs0/s320/patchwork1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the apron I made. I found this material and loved it. The apron turned out cute though! My only complaint is that the neck strap is a little long, so the apron hangs lower than I want it to, but that is easily fixable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Su2nMX4UzRI/AAAAAAAAFxY/9GjK5PeTUrg/s1600-h/IMG_6821-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399155359297621266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Su2nMX4UzRI/AAAAAAAAFxY/9GjK5PeTUrg/s320/IMG_6821-sm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the baby sling I made. My friend was raving about the one she bought, but they are a little pricey and there was a free pattern on line, so I thought I would try it out. Rate likes the hip carry on it the best but I have succeeded in getting him to sleep it it while John and I are traveling with our scrapbooking shows. I think it's more comfy than falling asleep sitting up in an Infentino carrier. Also great for nursing in public!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Su2nLzLq7_I/AAAAAAAAFxQ/dhENhGCp3iU/s1600-h/IMG_6486-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 194px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399155349446651890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Su2nLzLq7_I/AAAAAAAAFxQ/dhENhGCp3iU/s320/IMG_6486-sm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;John's been experimenting with some wood working lately and here is a cool clock that he made that is currently in our front room. I LOVE it. He has a few more in the works but we don't have the motors or hands for them yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Su2nLbGrw_I/AAAAAAAAFxI/eOD_0-RQ9BQ/s1600-h/IMG_6991-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399155342983283698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Su2nLbGrw_I/AAAAAAAAFxI/eOD_0-RQ9BQ/s320/IMG_6991-sm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3622207591151549943-6152918253526431082?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/6152918253526431082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=6152918253526431082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/6152918253526431082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/6152918253526431082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/11/craftiness-of-us.html' title='The craftiness of us!'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Su2nMpzi-gI/AAAAAAAAFxg/xnVwk8j0Zs0/s72-c/patchwork1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-4963850658758509267</id><published>2009-08-20T23:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:16:56.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Years</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, John and I celebrated our three year anniversary.  It's amazing how fast the times goes and how completely bonded you can become in a marriage.  I use to think of myself as an individual that never really needed anyway.  When I began to date John, I continued to tell myself that.  But looking back now on the past five years that I have known John (and being married to him for the past three of those years), I can't imagine my life without him.  The favorite part of our getting married was not having to say goodnight and travel the hour home.  Three years later, my favorite part of being married it getting to say good morning!  Here is to the love of my life...I LOVE SO SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second part of our anniversary celebration will come next week when we head off to Disney Land!  It will also be fun to see Rhett's reaction to the theme park!  I will post pictures next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-4963850658758509267?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4963850658758509267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=4963850658758509267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4963850658758509267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4963850658758509267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/08/3-years.html' title='3 Years'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-6144631646894946125</id><published>2009-08-20T23:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:11:44.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/So4sgxoaG5I/AAAAAAAAFuY/Xhe--HXx7H4/s1600-h/IMG_5859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372280347089836946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/So4sgxoaG5I/AAAAAAAAFuY/Xhe--HXx7H4/s320/IMG_5859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've seen these trucks before, but we finally got some decent pictures of them from the Independence Day parade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-6144631646894946125?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/6144631646894946125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=6144631646894946125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/6144631646894946125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/6144631646894946125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/08/fourth-of-july-parade.html' title='Fourth of July Parade'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/So4sgxoaG5I/AAAAAAAAFuY/Xhe--HXx7H4/s72-c/IMG_5859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-925595770999769838</id><published>2009-06-30T14:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:22:48.839-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Antelope Island</title><content type='html'>Three years ago, John propsed to me at Antelop Island. We go back every year and hike to the rock on Elephant head that he proposed on. We have made a tradition to take a picture of our growning family. This year, we got to add Rhett to the mix. When we got back home, we got a video of Ginger chasing a stick....quite hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;(sorry this took me so long to post -- my weekly postings are really falling behind due to all the fun summer activities we have been doing, but I'm determined to catch up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SldTpuKCe7I/AAAAAAAAFfY/h0d84wD1VuM/s1600-h/IMG_4686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356842258010373042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SldTpuKCe7I/AAAAAAAAFfY/h0d84wD1VuM/s320/IMG_4686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Above is the rock that John proposed on... after several attempts, we were able to get a picture where everyone was looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SldTpWjDeCI/AAAAAAAAFfQ/ZBkQCgd6ndg/s1600-h/IMG_4681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356842251672844322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SldTpWjDeCI/AAAAAAAAFfQ/ZBkQCgd6ndg/s320/IMG_4681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above is the ONE tree that is on the trail at Antelope Island.  We always take a nice breather here in the shade.  Below you can see that Ginger is enjoying the shade as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SldTn18Z4hI/AAAAAAAAFfI/SGGS5rXpTM0/s1600-h/IMG_4678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356842225740931602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SldTn18Z4hI/AAAAAAAAFfI/SGGS5rXpTM0/s320/IMG_4678.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite thing about Antelope Island is the ocean like (without the waves) beaches that it has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SldTnQpV1OI/AAAAAAAAFfA/kxczX4IF3Os/s1600-h/IMG_4673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356842215728862434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SldTnQpV1OI/AAAAAAAAFfA/kxczX4IF3Os/s320/IMG_4673.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And finally, as promised, below is the videos of Ginger.  Remind anyone of training a horse?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f459a16e800609bd" 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.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df459a16e800609bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331453376%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C226B4D5E8EF15D335D275D789E0804A9EE56E4.3A7DFC6FD3CCEE17C071EF510DF973D1C0EC37A6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df459a16e800609bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUJkvSpIJDhAQwRslCno8FnlDe9E&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.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df459a16e800609bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331453376%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C226B4D5E8EF15D335D275D789E0804A9EE56E4.3A7DFC6FD3CCEE17C071EF510DF973D1C0EC37A6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df459a16e800609bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUJkvSpIJDhAQwRslCno8FnlDe9E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-925595770999769838?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f459a16e800609bd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/925595770999769838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=925595770999769838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/925595770999769838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/925595770999769838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/06/antelope-island.html' title='Antelope Island'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SldTpuKCe7I/AAAAAAAAFfY/h0d84wD1VuM/s72-c/IMG_4686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-6036787307628391277</id><published>2009-05-08T18:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:35:19.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening at the Beach</title><content type='html'>The great thing about owning our scrapbooking business is that we get to travel! This past weekend took us to San Diego. Our hotel was on Ocean View Hwy, so we took a walk to the ocean front and let Rhett experience the Ocean (click on his blog to see pictures of him and the ocean). We took some family pictures. When we got home, Rhett was pretty tired out...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333631382864465586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SgTde-KDDrI/AAAAAAAAEmw/H2eu1KWJULw/s320/IMG_0760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SgTdfAzqHrI/AAAAAAAAEm4/DjQpWAIstgo/s1600-h/IMG_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333631383575862962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SgTdfAzqHrI/AAAAAAAAEm4/DjQpWAIstgo/s320/IMG_0815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-6036787307628391277?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/6036787307628391277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=6036787307628391277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/6036787307628391277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/6036787307628391277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/05/evening-at-beach.html' title='Evening at the Beach'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SgTde-KDDrI/AAAAAAAAEmw/H2eu1KWJULw/s72-c/IMG_0760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-4072327850672936594</id><published>2009-04-21T10:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T10:06:58.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Provident Living Efforts!</title><content type='html'>Well, while we were in Arizona, we arrived early. While we were waiting for the convention center to open so we could set up our booth, we wandered around Wal-mart. We never would have thought it, but citrus trees grow there! I didn't think they would be able to grow in a dessert climate, but these trees were made for it. John and I have always talked about ordering citrus trees to grow in our house. On our way out of town to come back home, we decided to buy the trees and pot them at out house. This was our family home evening activity last night. We found some great deals and here was the results of our efforts! We'll put the trees outside in the summer and in our house after it's hits below 40 degrees (the tolerance level of the trees). For now, we bring them in at night because it's still hovering around that 40 degree mark at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Se3vA9dYBNI/AAAAAAAAElc/vTniO4_mq88/s1600-h/IMG_0709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327176734025974994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Se3vA9dYBNI/AAAAAAAAElc/vTniO4_mq88/s320/IMG_0709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-4072327850672936594?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4072327850672936594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=4072327850672936594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4072327850672936594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4072327850672936594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-provident-living-efforts.html' title='Our Provident Living Efforts!'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Se3vA9dYBNI/AAAAAAAAElc/vTniO4_mq88/s72-c/IMG_0709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-2272606985201271405</id><published>2009-04-21T09:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:57:35.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip to Arizona</title><content type='html'>We had a scrapbook show in Arizona this past weekend. We stopped by the Glendale Dam. It was starting to get dark, so the pictures are a little blurry, but it was fun to capture the moment. We also got to see the sun rise as we drove into Mesa. Here are some of the pictures we captured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Se3qw6SP_MI/AAAAAAAAElE/hLJliGiUrho/s1600-h/IMG_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327172060249586882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Se3qw6SP_MI/AAAAAAAAElE/hLJliGiUrho/s320/IMG_0569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Se3qw9DQxoI/AAAAAAAAEk8/XbMLsFKXQx0/s1600-h/IMG_0570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327172060992030338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Se3qw9DQxoI/AAAAAAAAEk8/XbMLsFKXQx0/s320/IMG_0570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Se3qwuI-miI/AAAAAAAAEk0/p7FyEK26zoo/s1600-h/IMG_0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327172056989473314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Se3qwuI-miI/AAAAAAAAEk0/p7FyEK26zoo/s320/IMG_0578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-2272606985201271405?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/2272606985201271405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=2272606985201271405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/2272606985201271405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/2272606985201271405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/04/road-trip-to-arizona.html' title='Road Trip to Arizona'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Se3qw6SP_MI/AAAAAAAAElE/hLJliGiUrho/s72-c/IMG_0569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-8920467491898946885</id><published>2009-04-14T18:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:43:16.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Egg Dying</title><content type='html'>I was just going along dying eggs. I made a smiley face egg for each of us and wrote our names on the back... well I was talking as I was writing and I realized I was a little dyslexic....  John was laughing so hard that I couldn't spell his name, he had to get it on camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SeUtaeSAHPI/AAAAAAAAEiw/Dh513zcigeM/s1600-h/IMG_0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324712067263896818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SeUtaeSAHPI/AAAAAAAAEiw/Dh513zcigeM/s320/IMG_0450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3622207591151549943-8920467491898946885?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/8920467491898946885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=8920467491898946885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/8920467491898946885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/8920467491898946885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-egg-dying.html' title='Easter Egg Dying'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SeUtaeSAHPI/AAAAAAAAEiw/Dh513zcigeM/s72-c/IMG_0450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-5363181520544501750</id><published>2009-04-12T07:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T08:09:34.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SeH1zzZacbI/AAAAAAAAEio/NrVoTkDrI4I/s1600-h/IMG_0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323806504847569330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SeH1zzZacbI/AAAAAAAAEio/NrVoTkDrI4I/s320/IMG_0496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;John and I went to a formal dance put on at the university and it was the first time we got since we had Rhett. His parents baby sat for us (thank you) and we had a great time. We didn't take a camera to the dance, but here we are before the dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-5363181520544501750?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/5363181520544501750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=5363181520544501750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/5363181520544501750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/5363181520544501750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/04/date-night.html' title='Date Night'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SeH1zzZacbI/AAAAAAAAEio/NrVoTkDrI4I/s72-c/IMG_0496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-8655492113586798803</id><published>2009-04-10T17:08:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:21:09.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Semis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_TfzwMJNI/AAAAAAAAEho/VooUZSlJcT0/s1600-h/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;What do you see after the freeway has been closed for 2 days? (Click on pictures for FULL effect)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323205827996951762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_TfzwMJNI/AAAAAAAAEho/VooUZSlJcT0/s320/IMG_0354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_S3FI-qXI/AAAAAAAAEhg/cKADImJUoSQ/s1600-h/IMG_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323205128289692018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_S3FI-qXI/AAAAAAAAEhg/cKADImJUoSQ/s320/IMG_0349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOTS of semis --very impatient drivers at that. Thanks to the freeways closing, our trip back from St Lois took an extra SIX hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-8655492113586798803?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/8655492113586798803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=8655492113586798803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/8655492113586798803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/8655492113586798803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/04/lots-of-semis.html' title='Lots of Semis'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_TfzwMJNI/AAAAAAAAEho/VooUZSlJcT0/s72-c/IMG_0354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-720986873128297375</id><published>2009-04-10T16:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:07:54.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Louis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_OIk2dlBI/AAAAAAAAEhY/7XETmuVmZ50/s1600-h/IMG_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I posted pictures of Rhett on his blog about the St. Louis Arch, but not of John and I. Anyway, here are some pictures of us having fun at the Gateway Arch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323199931301598226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_OIk2dlBI/AAAAAAAAEhY/7XETmuVmZ50/s320/IMG_0299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John, Rhett and I 630 feet up at the top of the Gateway Arch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_OIJTwpcI/AAAAAAAAEhQ/P4kTWGvVJYY/s1600-h/IMG_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323199923908289986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_OIJTwpcI/AAAAAAAAEhQ/P4kTWGvVJYY/s320/IMG_0269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While we were waiting for the trams to go in the arch, they had a scale that you could sit on. Now everyone just remember that I'm still losing baby weight.... :) But yeah, I was heavier than both John AND Rhett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_OH5_VvBI/AAAAAAAAEhI/vTNjpkr943w/s1600-h/IMG_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323199919796108306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_OH5_VvBI/AAAAAAAAEhI/vTNjpkr943w/s320/IMG_0246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This isn't the actual tram we went up in, but I replica in the atrium. VERY SMALL inside though...Seats five UNCOMFORTABLY...in our case six --Rhett was on John lap and there were three other people that rode up with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_OHifaB5I/AAAAAAAAEhA/7zejcv7l2Xs/s1600-h/IMG_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323199913488156562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_OHifaB5I/AAAAAAAAEhA/7zejcv7l2Xs/s320/IMG_0237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me at the bottom of the arch... the "up" view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_OGY6hBZI/AAAAAAAAEg4/NqRuIdveu_8/s1600-h/IMG_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323199893737637266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_OGY6hBZI/AAAAAAAAEg4/NqRuIdveu_8/s320/IMG_0218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took so many pictures of the Arch... but pictures really don't do it justice! It was HUGE.&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/3622207591151549943-720986873128297375?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/720986873128297375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=720986873128297375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/720986873128297375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/720986873128297375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/04/st-louis.html' title='St. Louis'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sd_OIk2dlBI/AAAAAAAAEhY/7XETmuVmZ50/s72-c/IMG_0299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-5366753624030006184</id><published>2009-03-27T07:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T07:54:59.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Masters of Accountancy</title><content type='html'>I've been accepted into the University of Utah's Masters of Accounting program!  I will graduate with my masters degree in May of 2010.  After all the work I have done on the prerequisite classes, it was a relief to find out that all that time has paid off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-5366753624030006184?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/5366753624030006184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=5366753624030006184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/5366753624030006184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/5366753624030006184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/03/masters-of-accountancy.html' title='Masters of Accountancy'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-7171405148313066856</id><published>2009-03-17T07:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:37:47.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patty's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sb-nciNJ_bI/AAAAAAAAETs/yptHI5SrTKc/s1600-h/IMG_9994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314150193980636594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sb-nciNJ_bI/AAAAAAAAETs/yptHI5SrTKc/s320/IMG_9994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to acknowledge St. Patty's day today, Sunday we went to church wearing all green so we pulled out the picture. Unfortunately, Rhett slept through it.  This is the best we got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-7171405148313066856?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/7171405148313066856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=7171405148313066856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7171405148313066856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7171405148313066856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-st-pattys-day.html' title='Happy St. Patty&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/Sb-nciNJ_bI/AAAAAAAAETs/yptHI5SrTKc/s72-c/IMG_9994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-8387885315683184864</id><published>2009-03-09T23:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:53:48.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And LIfe Goes On</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm always so busy updating Rhett's blog, that I don't really take the time to update the blog for all of us.  Things are settling back down to normal now.  Rhett is now five weeks old and growing fast!  We just got back from Portland and from doing a scrapbook show.  Our shows hadn't been going well lately, so the fact that this one went well was a big boost to our self confidence.  It was the second show of the year for us and it should keep us busy.  Our next show is here in Salt Lake and it is by far our best show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, John, Rhett, and I are heading down to Las Vegas for a few days.  Last fall, I was trying to get a summer internship with Ernst &amp;amp; Young (a big four accounting/auditing firm for those who don't know what they do) and I ended up JUST missing the cut.  The recruiter told me that if ONE person turned down their offer, I was next on the list to be called.  Talk about frustrating when it was the ONLY place I wanted to work.  Anyway, I got back together with the recruiter to see what my options were and she set me up an interview at their location in Las Vegas.  Though John and I aren't thrilled at the aspect of living there should I get a full time position, it's an excellent opportunity for me and eventually I should be able to transfer to another location.&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit that I am a little nervous about the interview.  In the Salt Lake location, I knew the firm and what they specialized in here, their big companies, and I got to know the staff.  Going into Vegas, I don't know anyone on the staff or am I familiar with all the companies they audit.  This will be a true test of how energetic and outgoing I can be in order to sell myself for the position.  However, it is exciting to have an interview at such a company that they PAY for you to come see them and provide a hotel room as well.  Now all I have to worry about is fitting back into my business suit after having a baby.  I still haven't lost all of my weight from Rhett and I still have a little bit of a pot belly so I'm praying I fit into my suiting pants (I'm too afraid to try them on JUST yet...).&lt;br /&gt;School has been an adjustment with Rhett in the picture.  Projects, homework and reading that shouldn't take that long are taking longer because I have to take the time out and tend to Rhett and if he's clingy or cranky, I don't get much done...  There are days I feel like I get NOTHING done, but I really can't complain because I love spending time with Rhett too.  John helps the best he can, but sometimes Rhett just wants his mommy and/or food.  Since I'm the source of THAT, there isn't much John can do.  I should find out in a couple of weeks if I made it into the masters program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's about all the news with us right  now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-8387885315683184864?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/8387885315683184864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=8387885315683184864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/8387885315683184864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/8387885315683184864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-life-goes-on.html' title='And LIfe Goes On'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-4094396786849947590</id><published>2009-02-12T12:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:23:43.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The birth of Rhett Butler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SZR1CKUpfgI/AAAAAAAAEHY/rlxfX2m2Ze8/s1600-h/IMG_9715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301991341313064450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SZR1CKUpfgI/AAAAAAAAEHY/rlxfX2m2Ze8/s320/IMG_9715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rhett was born on February 2, 2009 at 11:03 AM. Check out his blog at &lt;a href="http://rhettperrybutler.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://rhettperrybutler.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. There is also a link on the left of this page.&lt;br /&gt;Both Saria and Rhett are recovering and adjusting well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-4094396786849947590?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4094396786849947590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=4094396786849947590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4094396786849947590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4094396786849947590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/02/birth-of-rhett-butler.html' title='The birth of Rhett Butler'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SZR1CKUpfgI/AAAAAAAAEHY/rlxfX2m2Ze8/s72-c/IMG_9715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-4868088719235461718</id><published>2009-01-08T00:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:43:49.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The funniest music video I have EVER seen</title><content type='html'>You should really check out this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt; video.  Really funny and really well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;choreographed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pv5zWaTEVkI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pv5zWaTEVkI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-4868088719235461718?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4868088719235461718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=4868088719235461718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4868088719235461718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4868088719235461718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2009/01/funniest-music-video-i-have-ever-seen.html' title='The funniest music video I have EVER seen'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-5407494221137129500</id><published>2008-10-29T23:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:58:42.087-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy Update</title><content type='html'>Hey all,&lt;br /&gt;I started a new blogger page when I first got pregnant, but I kept it private because I wasn't ready to tell everyone about my pregnancy right away.  Well, I linked it to this page (it's the link right below Ginger's pictures or the link under "links related to Saria".  I haven't been the best at keeping my blog up to date, but at least it's something.  I have pictures of my pregnancy bump progress.  Not every week, but most weeks.  I can't believe I'm heading into my third trimester already!  Anyway, click and enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-5407494221137129500?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/5407494221137129500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=5407494221137129500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/5407494221137129500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/5407494221137129500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/10/pregnancy-update.html' title='Pregnancy Update'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-7748687355003416078</id><published>2008-08-06T13:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T13:34:31.281-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SJn7nQd57_I/AAAAAAAADJY/E5LGdMF1qmo/s1600-h/my+minivan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231489094021410802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SJn7nQd57_I/AAAAAAAADJY/E5LGdMF1qmo/s400/my+minivan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So really, I've just been way WAY to lazy to update my blog... that and I've been really sick... thanks to the fact that I'm PREGNANT. But here is a quick update on our life. Around the end of June, John and I had to buy a van for our business trips. We decided on the Dodge Grand Caravan, and with used models being only a couple of thousand less than a new model, WITHOUT all the guarantees, we opted for the new model. We literally drove this car off the lot with ELEVEN miles on the speedometer, and that was AFTER we test drove it for about five miles! Anyway, we tested the vehicle out by traveling to Wisconsin to see some close friends, and then on to Michigan for a scrapbook show. The car traveled AWESOME. Anyway, I have posted a picture of it from the Dodge website (because why go through the trouble of uploading a picture if it's already available to you?!). Our favorite features by far are the stow and go seating, the multiple cigarette lighter/car outlets, the flex fuel tank (we can use unleaded or E-85 which is as much as a DOLLAR cheaper-- but less efficient), and the $2.99 gas guarantee that it came with.  Oh and it will be great for the upcoming child addition to our family when we still have to take business trips!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-7748687355003416078?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/7748687355003416078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=7748687355003416078' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7748687355003416078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7748687355003416078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/08/been-while.html' title='Been a while'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SJn7nQd57_I/AAAAAAAADJY/E5LGdMF1qmo/s72-c/my+minivan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-1076865945172064545</id><published>2008-06-27T11:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T12:10:30.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Bird &amp; Manti Pagent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A couple of weeks ago, while John's family went to Disney Land, John and I enjoyed his parents timeshare at Snowbird. Unfortunely, I was sick most of the time so we didn't get out much. We usually hike to the peak of the mountain and then ride the tram down. The snow and SKIERS deferred us from doing that this year. However, we did hike up to Alta, the next town up.... probably about 3-4 miles. We look at all the ski "cabins" which were really mansions in the mountains! Here are some pictures of that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUqTN-NdrI/AAAAAAAADI4/yAX5RM0nbjI/s1600-h/Snowbird+002+adjusted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216622253035058866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUqTN-NdrI/AAAAAAAADI4/yAX5RM0nbjI/s400/Snowbird+002+adjusted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yellow blobs behind us are skiers. You can see them when the picture is bigger. I had to brighten this picture because the bright snow made us really dark at midday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUqTyhAbQI/AAAAAAAADJA/VtGXj4SAUMA/s1600-h/Snowbird+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216622262844681474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUqTyhAbQI/AAAAAAAADJA/VtGXj4SAUMA/s400/Snowbird+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to hike into the snow a little bit at Alta and we found a nice rock to sit on for the pictures. Then we noticed the FIRE ANTS! Luckily we didn't get biten! But again, snow makes things SUPER BRIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to the Manti Pagent. We have gone for the last four years and now it's just tradition. This year we opted for the blankets. Can you tell I'm tired?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216624526445184994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUsXjFbB-I/AAAAAAAADJQ/Ckzv_Xtrf34/s400/Insulation+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216624518940577378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUsXHILzmI/AAAAAAAADJI/5FNjXgCH2_I/s400/Insulation+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-1076865945172064545?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1076865945172064545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=1076865945172064545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1076865945172064545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1076865945172064545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/06/snow-bird-manti-pagent.html' title='Snow Bird &amp; Manti Pagent'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUqTN-NdrI/AAAAAAAADI4/yAX5RM0nbjI/s72-c/Snowbird+002+adjusted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-7866876878904400447</id><published>2008-06-27T10:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:34:36.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>John got his MBA</title><content type='html'>So it's been a while since I have updated the blog, so I'm doing a couple of posts at once. John finally graduated with his MBA. Here are some pictures of the event.&lt;br /&gt;All the pictures can be viewed by clicking on the picture link on the left sidebar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUTch4zUiI/AAAAAAAADIQ/-jbb4JssxZc/s1600-h/Campout2+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216597124232466978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUTch4zUiI/AAAAAAAADIQ/-jbb4JssxZc/s320/Campout2+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUTdfnF_3I/AAAAAAAADIY/1fjCksPI3YQ/s1600-h/Campout2+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216597140801191794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUTdfnF_3I/AAAAAAAADIY/1fjCksPI3YQ/s320/Campout2+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUTeHlPVUI/AAAAAAAADIg/QezA3ABb4Ho/s1600-h/Campout2+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216597151530833218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUTeHlPVUI/AAAAAAAADIg/QezA3ABb4Ho/s320/Campout2+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUTesUv2PI/AAAAAAAADIo/YGpnWJtTF4k/s1600-h/Campout2+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216597161393772786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUTesUv2PI/AAAAAAAADIo/YGpnWJtTF4k/s320/Campout2+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUTfISR00I/AAAAAAAADIw/vpnNuFS510s/s1600-h/Campout2+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216597168899609410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUTfISR00I/AAAAAAAADIw/vpnNuFS510s/s320/Campout2+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3622207591151549943-7866876878904400447?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/7866876878904400447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=7866876878904400447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7866876878904400447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7866876878904400447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/06/john-got-his-mba.html' title='John got his MBA'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUTch4zUiI/AAAAAAAADIQ/-jbb4JssxZc/s72-c/Campout2+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-196248760051356856</id><published>2008-06-27T09:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T09:54:44.081-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ginger's Latest Modeling</title><content type='html'>We decided to expose our dog to soccer, John's beloved sport.  So John dressed Ginger up in some of his old soccer work out clothes and took her outside to play with a soccer ball for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUMJttAk5I/AAAAAAAAC6c/i78bwYt5ewI/s1600-h/Insulation+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216589104405320594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUMJttAk5I/AAAAAAAAC6c/i78bwYt5ewI/s320/Insulation+156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We tried to get her to nose the ball or paw it forward, but she didn't seem to have any interest in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUMKb5uWuI/AAAAAAAAC6k/RN9Xib6g3D0/s1600-h/Insulation+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216589116806683362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUMKb5uWuI/AAAAAAAAC6k/RN9Xib6g3D0/s320/Insulation+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We did succeed however to get her to stand next to the ball for a picture! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUMK02z2GI/AAAAAAAAC6s/8Z3W46IDGHE/s1600-h/Insulation+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216589123505346658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUMK02z2GI/AAAAAAAAC6s/8Z3W46IDGHE/s320/Insulation+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just through this was a cool "soccer picture" shot!  Our dog puts up with so much from us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-196248760051356856?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/196248760051356856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=196248760051356856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/196248760051356856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/196248760051356856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/06/gingers-latest-modeling.html' title='Ginger&apos;s Latest Modeling'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGUMJttAk5I/AAAAAAAAC6c/i78bwYt5ewI/s72-c/Insulation+156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-4714309176722156672</id><published>2008-06-12T15:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T16:22:14.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy &amp; Carlee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGQWi6KBeQI/AAAAAAAACz4/W4-3uvtFa48/s1600-h/Campout2+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216319057384536322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGQWi6KBeQI/AAAAAAAACz4/W4-3uvtFa48/s400/Campout2+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My best friend is getting married and she came to visit me with her beautiful 1 year old daughter. She came to look at wedding dresses in Utah. It was great to see her the few days she stayed with me. John got some great pictures of Ginger and Carlee! They were fast friends, but Carlee learned to lean away when Ginger's tail got wagging!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-4714309176722156672?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4714309176722156672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=4714309176722156672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4714309176722156672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4714309176722156672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/06/amy-carlee.html' title='Amy &amp; Carlee'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SGQWi6KBeQI/AAAAAAAACz4/W4-3uvtFa48/s72-c/Campout2+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-4045153089414641942</id><published>2008-05-28T09:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:58:37.208-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brittney's Married!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SD1-hH1_phI/AAAAAAAACjg/EoQYsAoJ-m4/s1600-h/Brittney"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;For the last year, my cousin, Brittney Sprague has been living in our spare room. Well, this past weekend, she got married to Cody Sodaborg (not sure on spelling). It was a gorgeous wedding. She was married in Las Vegas, Nevada and you'd never believe but it turned out to be RAINY! Here are some pictures that John took.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205455851816461842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SD1-hH1_phI/AAAAAAAACjg/EoQYsAoJ-m4/s400/Brittney%27s+Wedding+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SD1-hn1_piI/AAAAAAAACjo/yO5jDDgOVyA/s1600-h/Brittney"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205455860406396450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SD1-hn1_piI/AAAAAAAACjo/yO5jDDgOVyA/s400/Brittney%27s+Wedding+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SD1-i31_pjI/AAAAAAAACjw/LFMsePfmG8w/s1600-h/Brittney"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205455881881232946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SD1-i31_pjI/AAAAAAAACjw/LFMsePfmG8w/s400/Brittney%27s+Wedding+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SD1-jn1_pkI/AAAAAAAACj4/AvHUg1-Ubgg/s1600-h/Brittney"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205455894766134850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SD1-jn1_pkI/AAAAAAAACj4/AvHUg1-Ubgg/s400/Brittney%27s+Wedding+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SD1-j31_plI/AAAAAAAACkA/y1tMgoLTPCQ/s1600-h/Brittney"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205455899061102162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SD1-j31_plI/AAAAAAAACkA/y1tMgoLTPCQ/s400/Brittney%27s+Wedding+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-4045153089414641942?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4045153089414641942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=4045153089414641942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4045153089414641942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4045153089414641942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/05/brittneys-married.html' title='Brittney&apos;s Married!'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SD1-hH1_phI/AAAAAAAACjg/EoQYsAoJ-m4/s72-c/Brittney%27s+Wedding+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-4616959571618045980</id><published>2008-05-16T09:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T10:00:18.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting into Shape for Summer</title><content type='html'>So now that summer is here, I've been more active than I have this past winter.  I usually run every day, but this winter I got lazy and didn't want to battle the cold (I no longer have my gym membership).  So for the past week or two I have been running, playing racquetball, and going bike riding.  I have had my share of sore muscles!  Well yesterday, I was excited to discover that I can successfully bike from my house, which is close to downtown Salt Lake, to Bountiful - where my job is located.  I was worried about going over the point of the mountain, but it really wasn't that bad.  All in all, I biked about 25 miles yesterday.  I was bracing myself for the sore muscles I would have today but the only thing that is sore is my BUTT!  I really need to invest in one of those gel bike seats.  I was always too cheap to buy one before, but maybe JUST MAYBE, there may be something to them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-4616959571618045980?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4616959571618045980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=4616959571618045980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4616959571618045980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/4616959571618045980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/05/getting-into-shape-for-summer.html' title='Getting into Shape for Summer'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-1182158376085964282</id><published>2008-05-16T09:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T15:48:30.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ginger will RUN</title><content type='html'>It is FINALLY starting to get warm and stay warm! Last Saturday, I planted my garden and and spent the day outside. Well we decided to go for a bike ride and we wanted to take our dog. We loaded our bikes into the truck, got Ginger and drove over to John's parent's house - about six miles from ours. Well, if anyone know our dog she has AMAZING energy and never seems to run out. I take her running nearly every day but for her going at my jogging speed, it's a fast trot. So she ran next to our bikes the whole way and when we got back, we road through the park (where I take her running) and she was ready to run around the park a couple of times. I thought for sure we had worn her out, but then she ran around some more in our back yard and played inside. I SWEAR I don't know HOW to wear her out (except maybe snowshoeing for three hours!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this didn't get posted sooner... I had it only as a draft (I actually publically posted this on June 12, 2008)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-1182158376085964282?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1182158376085964282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=1182158376085964282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1182158376085964282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1182158376085964282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/05/ginger-will-run.html' title='Ginger will RUN'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-7626550299870516172</id><published>2008-04-24T10:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T10:33:28.422-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ernst &amp; Young Here I come!</title><content type='html'>This fall I am quitting my job and going back to school full time.  I'm two years out from receiving my Masters in Accounting (if all goes well).  I have my degree, but since it's not in business, I need to take some prerequisite classes before I'm able to apply for the masters program.  I'll finish up all those classes by Spring of 2009 and plan to attend graduate school that fall.  I'm taking the GMAT in June (this year) to give me time if I need to retake it if by chance my score isn't high enough (I'm hoping that is not an option though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for all the background, but it's kind of the reason I'm so excited.  Because I have already started to take classes, I got involved in the accounting club.  The club has professionals come in to talk to the students and the professionals plan events for the students so they may get to know them better for recruitment purposes.  Anyway, after a lot of events, I really liked Ernst &amp;amp; Young the best.  The people seemed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sociable&lt;/span&gt; and while long hours are required for a big four firm, there was still flexibility.  The employees seemed happy with their work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;environment&lt;/span&gt;.  Therefore, I was pushing to ultimately get a job with them.  I was also excited not to have to spend every day in the office!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a summer leadership program that I blogged about a couple of weeks ago.  It's a foot in the door and a step in the right direction toward a career ultimately.  I interviewed for a position in the program (it's a two day program where you basically get to job shadow) and I found out yesterday that I WAS ACCEPTED!  I had felt like the interview went well, but because it's such a competitive place, I still had my doubts.  So it made my day to get that phone call yesterday!  If my plan goes well, this opportunity will lead to an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;internship&lt;/span&gt; with them next summer and then a position as a staff member the following summer when I graduate from the master's program, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-7626550299870516172?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/7626550299870516172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=7626550299870516172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7626550299870516172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7626550299870516172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/04/ernst-young-here-i-come.html' title='Ernst &amp; Young Here I come!'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-7136219507612827488</id><published>2008-04-24T10:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T10:17:33.444-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoiled Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, John and I may not go out and buy things for Ginger all the time, but we definitely give her our undivided attention, take her running, take her to dog parks and play endlessly with her. She's one of those dogs that will come up to you and if you don't pet her, she will nudge your hand until it falls over her head in a petting stroke. Anyway, now that Ginger has stopped chewing her blanket that she sleeps with at the foot of our bed, we decided to get her a bed so she wasn't just sleeping on the floor (she's not allowed on beds, couches, chairs, etc.). The decision came after one day when I was sorting the wash into piles Ginger made her self a spot to lay on in our dirty clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we finally found a pillow like bed that fits her pretty well. We literally put it on the floor where her blanket use to be and this was the immediate response!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192846562810063570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SBCyb51m6tI/AAAAAAAAChY/qUvMtBc_0rg/s400/Ginger+Bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-7136219507612827488?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/7136219507612827488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=7136219507612827488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7136219507612827488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7136219507612827488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/04/spoiled-dog.html' title='Spoiled Dog'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/SBCyb51m6tI/AAAAAAAAChY/qUvMtBc_0rg/s72-c/Ginger+Bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-2773502246111237975</id><published>2008-04-18T11:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T12:24:56.585-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter Suite</title><content type='html'>So Mnbc posted this letter that was written to J.K. Rowling and I seriously think it's about the most illogical letter I have ever read and don't even get me STARTED on the grammar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you be interested (since the rest of this blog is going to COMPLAIN about it), the link to the letter is: &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/24189855/"&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/24189855/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, who ever wrote this letter has obviously never learned the formal structure of an argument or even how to make a sentence flow from one idea to the next! This person is criticizing J.K. Rowling of suing one of her biggest fans because she feels that this fan is infringing on her copyright of Harry Potter. She is criticized because she has awarded this fan an award on his website which is a lexicon for Harry Potter. She encouranged it. But here is the thing, this fan's website was not for profit, but simply for hobby and it wasn't like he was posting her serious on his page. But now he comes out with a book in which he makes money from a publisher. Even the fan was concerned about copyright issues, but the publisher promises to protect the fan against any lawsuit and this fan publishes a book. Now JK Rowling feels that this book which is basically an encyclopedia for Harry Potter infringes on her copyright. Now I really don't care whether the suit has a good legal cause or not. My point is this letter doesn't even focus on that. It really just tells J.K. Rowling how much this person is NOT a fan and it's an excuse to vent some of his or her stupidity as a person!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-2773502246111237975?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/2773502246111237975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=2773502246111237975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/2773502246111237975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/2773502246111237975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/04/harry-potter-suite.html' title='Harry Potter Suite'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-1555560036027631573</id><published>2008-04-18T09:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T09:43:53.815-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack Scare</title><content type='html'>So, this morning John had to leave early to finish setting up for the Scrapbooking USA Expo in Salt Lake. He had to be there at 7:00a.m. I decided to get up with him and take our dog for a jog since the remainder of the day she would have to remain in her cage (the show goes until midnight - I am going over to help after I get off of work). We live right next to Liberty Park which is THE BEST park ever for all around activities. Well, Ginger has been there plenty of times and she was excited to go. I normally run about 2-3 times around the park which is approximately 3-4.5 miles. We got to the first bend in the park where there were two stray dogs. Well those dogs came running over to us and they surrounded Ginger. One in front of her in her face and the other behind her. Her shackles came up and she was on a leash. I tried to keep running with Ginger, but these dogs wouldn't leave her alone and they looked like they were ready to attack her or myself if we did any sudden moves. I started to get a little scared as it was pretty early and there was no one around. I'm not one to ever scream or yell or really lose control of a situtation, but I backed up against a lamp pole and just began screaming at these dogs to go away. At one point they started barking and jumping on Ginger and I started to cry because I didn't know what to do and I didn't want to get hurt. Well the whole thing lasted about five minutes and the dogs seemed to lose interest and ran off to another runner with a dog. I took my oppotunity to turn around and run out of the park. I still really wanted to run but I was afraid of the dogs. I decided to run around the outside of the park block just across the street. Well, again when I got to that corner, one of the dogs seemed to notice Ginger and began running toward the street. Because the street wasn't busy at that hour, I didn't think the dog would hesitate to cross the street and attack Ginger or both of us. So I gave up and sprinted home. I also heard some other people yelling at those dogs. I didn't even see if the dogs had tags as I didn't want to be anywhere near then. Anyway, it was probably one of the scariest moments of my life as you never know what an unfamiliar dog will do, nor do you know how vicious they can be. I'm just grateful that Ginger and I were able to get away without being hurt! Ginger reacted very well to the situation and seemed to stay calm. I came home to call animal control, but I couldn't find them in the yellowpages. I could only find pet stores. Dex DOESN'T know! I finally gave up and got ready for work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-1555560036027631573?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1555560036027631573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=1555560036027631573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1555560036027631573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1555560036027631573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/04/attack-scare.html' title='Attack Scare'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-2365639318428862006</id><published>2008-04-16T13:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T10:22:26.832-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Women's President</title><content type='html'>I was put into the young women's presidency last June right before our young women went on a pioneer trek! I've been the first counsler, but all I have ever really had to do was play and give rides and teach every once in a while. Well, NOW I'm the PRESIDENT. I'm excited because I have some ideas I want to impliment, but scared at the same time because I'm going to have such a HUGE impact on these girls lives. So I'm excited, but nervous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-2365639318428862006?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/2365639318428862006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=2365639318428862006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/2365639318428862006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/2365639318428862006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/04/young-womens-president.html' title='Young Women&apos;s President'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-1906359253584901628</id><published>2008-04-07T13:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T14:02:51.949-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Accounting</title><content type='html'>I have been going back and forth over the last year debating whether I want to go back to school, my desire to learn, and my nack for accounting. I went to an openhouse for Ernst &amp;amp; Young, one of the big four public accounting firms. I have gone to a couple of events put on for accounting students for them and I was still really intreged with the idea of a career there. After talking to John, I made the decision that if I was going to go back, I had to do it 100% and not just half way. Therefore, we decide that in August, I would quit work and attend college fulltime to finish the classes I needed to apply to the masters of accounting program. I should finish my Masters in May of 2010. I applied for the summer leadership program for Ernst &amp;amp; Young and have been accepted for an interview! I'm super excited about it. It will happen Friday, April 11, 2008 in the afternoon. Hopefully, I'll be accepted into the program. Additionally, I am studying for the GMAT and I plan to take it June 14, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R_p9EHqT2UI/AAAAAAAAB8U/HmLF8qRS2z4/s1600-h/EY+Insight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186595430600005954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 532px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="324" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R_p9EHqT2UI/AAAAAAAAB8U/HmLF8qRS2z4/s400/EY+Insight.jpg" width="452" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-1906359253584901628?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1906359253584901628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=1906359253584901628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1906359253584901628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1906359253584901628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/04/accounting.html' title='Accounting'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R_p9EHqT2UI/AAAAAAAAB8U/HmLF8qRS2z4/s72-c/EY+Insight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-7925221474425986627</id><published>2008-03-03T17:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:29:18.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kensington Fourplex</title><content type='html'>Just before John and I were engaged to be married, John ventured into the real estate world.  He bought a four plex and at first, everything went pretty well.  We were even able to rent out our house and live in a one bedroom unit for a few month after our marriage.  But then, we realized we both owned too much junk and we missed the green house.  We put our complex up for sell and we ran into a few gliches.  We had problems with offers going through and then we had  a big blow when a city inspector came out and told us that our complex was not even recognized by the city as a fourplex and we would be subject to fines because of a dispute that had never been settled with previous owners.  We went to community meetings where originally a waiver was voted upon for us but then later retracted.  We paid money to the city thinking it was easily resolveable and even had a hearing where many city people came to inspect the complex.  Needless to say, these problems did not make the complex sell any easier.  In fact, we had four offers fall through because of city problems. It always seemed like we had to be fixing this or that at the complex and with trying to sell, we didn't want to kick our tenants when they failed to pay on time.  It would be harder to sell if the units were empty.  Our complex quickly became our money pit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So John and I held our breath until 4pm today when a offer was made and would close.  As of right now, 5:30pm mst, we no longer own the complex and everything is out of our name.&lt;br /&gt;Of course though, one final thing would need to go wrong, because we couldn't escape that easily!  This past Saturday, one of the drains in one of our units started backing up what may have been raw sewage from the toilets.  Of course our insurance on household repairs did not have any services for immediate emergency dispatchment on the weekends, so John and I were forced to go outside of our plan to hire a drain and sewage specialist to fix our mess.  Needless to say, John and I were not ready to celebrate prematurely!  But finally we can breath and the problem is our no longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell how excited we are?!  Having real estate was a great experience though.  It taught us that we never want to do it again!  With today's market slump and raising apartment rates, the only way to make money in that business is to own multiple properties and to not be as soft as we tended to be toward our tenants!  At anyrate, it was a huge burden we were praying would be lifted from our shoulders and finally it has!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-7925221474425986627?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/7925221474425986627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=7925221474425986627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7925221474425986627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/7925221474425986627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/03/kensington-fourplex.html' title='Kensington Fourplex'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-1385685377180001643</id><published>2008-02-29T12:39:00.017-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:20:40.742-06:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, so along with our Hollywood trip, we went to the San Diego Zoo. I just didn't take the time to post these pictures as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKNMB8hKI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/t4mtXXP2Kqk/s1600-h/San+Diego+Zoo+Sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172536131207333026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKNMB8hKI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/t4mtXXP2Kqk/s320/San+Diego+Zoo+Sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iLc8B8hZI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/jQuVyYWXg3A/s1600-h/Elephant+bush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172537501301900690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iLc8B8hZI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/jQuVyYWXg3A/s320/Elephant+bush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKM8B8hJI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/I2AnMIG82mU/s1600-h/Saria+monkey+statue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172536126912365714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKM8B8hJI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/I2AnMIG82mU/s320/Saria+monkey+statue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had these fun little ape statues around the ape section so I thought I would make a friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKs8B8hRI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/-J6_Oqt-5no/s1600-h/Meerkat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172536676668179730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKs8B8hRI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/-J6_Oqt-5no/s320/Meerkat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this not post card material? John captured this picture of the meerkate exhibit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At anyrate, the zoo was cool, though I was a little bummed that there were no giraffes. Later I found out from a friend the there ARE giraffes, but they were in the section of the zoo that was closed due to construction. we only saw Zebras and gazels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8hodsB8gyI/AAAAAAAAAxY/azjoLaCH1xw/s1600-h/Zebras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172499031279829794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8hodsB8gyI/AAAAAAAAAxY/azjoLaCH1xw/s320/Zebras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8hoecB8g0I/AAAAAAAAAxo/Q8JdTZX7NBo/s1600-h/Gazell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172499044164731714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8hoecB8g0I/AAAAAAAAAxo/Q8JdTZX7NBo/s320/Gazell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we entered the zoo, we made a plan of how to attack so we would get through the entire zoo by the time it closed. The first we looked at were the monkeys.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h5McB8g5I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cCFmRfX_NjY/s1600-h/Black+Monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172517426624758674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h5McB8g5I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cCFmRfX_NjY/s320/Black+Monkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h5M8B8g6I/AAAAAAAAAyY/He9SITpo6-U/s1600-h/little+monkey+pushing+big+monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172517435214693282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h5M8B8g6I/AAAAAAAAAyY/He9SITpo6-U/s320/little+monkey+pushing+big+monkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The black monkeys were the funnest to watch. They were probably the most animated of all the monkeys. I don't have all the pictures posted but they were the ones swinging through all the vines. Here we have a monkey just chilling and scratching his back as it hangs. And then I thought it was funny that a little kid monkey was trying to push around the older monkey. I wonder if they were brothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h5NsB8g9I/AAAAAAAAAyw/envc9KEuJkM/s1600-h/monkey+butt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172517448099595218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h5NsB8g9I/AAAAAAAAAyw/envc9KEuJkM/s320/monkey+butt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172517439509660594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h5NMB8g7I/AAAAAAAAAyg/_ra77WLcJ0A/s320/John+and+monkey+butt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Monkey's have the weirdest grooming behaviors! If evolution in the sense that we came from monkeys DOES exist, then I'm glad we have graduated from grooming in this fashion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKscB8hQI/AAAAAAAAA1I/3AZoCzDnWP8/s1600-h/Monkey+stealing+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172536668078245122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKscB8hQI/AAAAAAAAA1I/3AZoCzDnWP8/s320/Monkey+stealing+flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKOcB8hMI/AAAAAAAAA0o/M3fSdUhqJw4/s1600-h/Response+to+monkey+stealing+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172536152682169538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKOcB8hMI/AAAAAAAAA0o/M3fSdUhqJw4/s320/Response+to+monkey+stealing+flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a monkey trying to steal a flower that the other monkey was eating. The other monkey was turned away but as soon as it realized what happened, it turned back and the stealing monkey scrammed. It was quite funny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKN8B8hLI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Vw9emiO0Djc/s1600-h/same+monkey+stealing+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172536144092234930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKN8B8hLI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Vw9emiO0Djc/s320/same+monkey+stealing+flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iJzcB8hFI/AAAAAAAAAzw/FauK9PpK9ls/s1600-h/tug+of+war.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172535688825701458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iJzcB8hFI/AAAAAAAAAzw/FauK9PpK9ls/s320/tug+of+war.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The SAME monkey then tried to steal from another monkey and this time stays to fight for it. The stealer monkey never did get a flower to eat by itsself, but here it is playing tug a war with the flower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seemed like most of what we looked at was birds. Although the zoo did have these AMAZING huge walk through aviaries that looked tropical and had birds flying all around you. It was pretty cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h-z8B8g-I/AAAAAAAAAy4/uqYbbVdm6ss/s1600-h/four+birds+on+limb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172523602787730402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h-z8B8g-I/AAAAAAAAAy4/uqYbbVdm6ss/s320/four+birds+on+limb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h-0sB8g_I/AAAAAAAAAzA/_YzXgx-4Jk4/s1600-h/Crown+Pigeon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172523615672632306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h-0sB8g_I/AAAAAAAAAzA/_YzXgx-4Jk4/s320/Crown+Pigeon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So there was this little twig that FOUR birds were perch on all perfectly aligned. We thought it looked cool. The next picture we took because these birds had the coolest head feathers. We found out later they were called crown pigeons. These were both taken in one of the giant aviaries we got to walk through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h-08B8hAI/AAAAAAAAAzI/OcgRMVNoP7c/s1600-h/bird+eating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172523619967599618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h-08B8hAI/AAAAAAAAAzI/OcgRMVNoP7c/s320/bird+eating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h-1cB8hCI/AAAAAAAAAzY/e4RNirYCZjU/s1600-h/toucan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172523628557534242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h-1cB8hCI/AAAAAAAAAzY/e4RNirYCZjU/s320/toucan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This bird was eating fruit and we were excited that it let us get so close to it! The bird on the right (above) was in a different cage and not in the aviary be we thought it was a cool tropical bird. After a while though, we stopped stopping at all the MANY bird cages and it sped up our walk through the park quite a bit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h-1MB8hBI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/3IzySFUgYnE/s1600-h/Almost+Flamingo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172523624262566930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8h-1MB8hBI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/3IzySFUgYnE/s320/Almost+Flamingo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iAf8B8hDI/AAAAAAAAAzg/E5RgLc4jr_c/s1600-h/Orange+and+pick+flamingo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172525458213602354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iAf8B8hDI/AAAAAAAAAzg/E5RgLc4jr_c/s320/Orange+and+pick+flamingo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay so the name of this flamingo (yes it IS a flamingo though it's not pink) is an ALMOST flamingo. I thought it was hilarious that was the actual NAME of the flamingo. Not only did they have almost flamingo's but they also had SUPER orange flamingos. The picture on the right shows the contrast of the orange vs the pink flamingo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next, we looked at bears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iJ0cB8hII/AAAAAAAAA0I/JiYRlWhDYyI/s1600-h/Sunbear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172535706005570690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iJ0cB8hII/AAAAAAAAA0I/JiYRlWhDYyI/s320/Sunbear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iLF8B8hXI/AAAAAAAAA2A/BsI31BNmFlg/s1600-h/Grizzly+Bears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172537106164909426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iLF8B8hXI/AAAAAAAAA2A/BsI31BNmFlg/s320/Grizzly+Bears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sun bears were really cute and just bathin in the sun. On the left was a great shot we got of one of the cubs. The grizzley bears were playful as well, but I would never want to get in the way of THOSE claws!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKr8B8hPI/AAAAAAAAA1A/YlnEi2phedY/s1600-h/Panda+Bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172536659488310514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKr8B8hPI/AAAAAAAAA1A/YlnEi2phedY/s320/Panda+Bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKO8B8hNI/AAAAAAAAA0w/EZiZ-_PR7pQ/s1600-h/puking+panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172536161272104146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKO8B8hNI/AAAAAAAAA0w/EZiZ-_PR7pQ/s320/puking+panda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I guess San Diego is like the only zoo in the nation to have panda bears. This is because they research and breed them. Above is the mother bear just cilling on a branch. She then climbed down and hung her head over a stone basin. That had the look of a morning after hang over, huh? John caught these shots! Below is her baby cub sound asleep on a branch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iLt8B8hdI/AAAAAAAAA2w/LZ4-vspnSFM/s1600-h/baby+panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172537793359676882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iLt8B8hdI/AAAAAAAAA2w/LZ4-vspnSFM/s320/baby+panda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iLEMB8hTI/AAAAAAAAA1g/6O1VzCIoceM/s1600-h/Koala+Bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172537076100138290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iLEMB8hTI/AAAAAAAAA1g/6O1VzCIoceM/s320/Koala+Bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKrMB8hOI/AAAAAAAAA04/tt3rytQiduQ/s1600-h/Polar+Bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172536646603408610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKrMB8hOI/AAAAAAAAA04/tt3rytQiduQ/s320/Polar+Bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The koala bear was actually pretty boring to watch. The most animated was when some bears ate their ucaliptis leaves. But the signs around them say that it wasn't just because the koalas were chilly that they were all up by their lamps. These lazy bears sleep between 18 and 20 hours a day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In fact, most of the bears were lazy. the playing cubs (above) were the best action we got from the bears. We did catch a picture of a polar bear stretching, but we were hoping that it would go in the water. It didn't, though I did discover that the zoo feed them CARROTS for snacks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was also a whole section of pigs! They smelt and they weren't all that great to look at either. Though I did get a picture of what I thought was maybe the cutest pig and one which was DEFINITELY the ugliest one! (Below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iJz8B8hHI/AAAAAAAAA0A/NrTm0rpepvw/s1600-h/swine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172535697415636082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iJz8B8hHI/AAAAAAAAA0A/NrTm0rpepvw/s320/swine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iJzMB8hEI/AAAAAAAAAzo/p9vJYxcY8cM/s1600-h/Warthog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172535684530734146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iJzMB8hEI/AAAAAAAAAzo/p9vJYxcY8cM/s320/Warthog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't remember what the "prettier" pig was called, but the ugliest sure was uglier than Pumba on the Lion King! Yes, that's right, I got a picture of a warthog with the crookedest tusks you'll ever see as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172537527071704514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iLecB8hcI/AAAAAAAAA2o/-RtSURdwqWQ/s320/Camel+with+spit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The camel next to this one (not in the picture) was foamed at the mouth and the white specks that are on the ground and above this camels right eye (left when looking at it) are spit! I heard the saying that camels spit, but I didn't know it was true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The elephant mesa was one of the most popular attractions here. They had four or five elephants. This is only one of them. We got to see them break sticks with their trunks and use their trunks to cover themselves in dirt. This elephant looked lonely so we took a picture with it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iLEsB8hUI/AAAAAAAAA1o/zzwSWtbe7F4/s1600-h/John+and+Elephant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172537084690072898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iLEsB8hUI/AAAAAAAAA1o/zzwSWtbe7F4/s320/John+and+Elephant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the "cats" were in fully enclosed cages or glass dens. The only problem with cages is that when pictures are taken, the focus is automatically on the closest object in the picture, which tends to be the fense. So alas, I put our savy new camera to work and I switched over to the manual focus to focus beyond the fense. I thought I did a pretty good job, but then I downloaded the picture at home. Though you can see the leopard fairly distinct in the back ground, I got AMAZING focus on the flowers, wouldn't you say?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKtcB8hSI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/u3e9OfuWLsc/s1600-h/Leopard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172536685258114338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKtcB8hSI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/u3e9OfuWLsc/s320/Leopard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iLdMB8haI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/RLIGoOMiFVc/s1600-h/eating+leopard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172537505596868002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iLdMB8haI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/RLIGoOMiFVc/s320/eating+leopard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were lucky enough to witness the feeding of this grate animals (by the way, for all that know me, this is one of my favorite animal prints). John joked to his parents, that someone had gotten a little close to the cage, but after the San Fran zoo incident with the tiger, the joke probably wasn't that funny! At any rate, the leopard had an ordeal getting this meat through the cage. The feeder had to eventually get it back and throw it in a different section of the cage while the leopard was distracted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a TREE kangaroo. It's a smaller kangaroo that spends the majority of its life in trees. We didn't have the priveledge of seeing the traditional australian kangaroos, but we did get to read about them. Did you know that when a kangaroo is born, it's not fully developed? A couple of months after conceptions, the fetus makes its way from the birth canal to the mother's pouch. There it locks its jaw (that actually isn't fully formed) around the mother's nipple located on the inside of the pouch. There it remains (continually locked to the mother's nipple) until it finishes its development! Didn't know that, huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iJzsB8hGI/AAAAAAAAAz4/1w4QXou_WeE/s1600-h/Tree+Kangaroo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172535693120668770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iJzsB8hGI/AAAAAAAAAz4/1w4QXou_WeE/s320/Tree+Kangaroo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iLFcB8hWI/AAAAAAAAA14/mEez36ToYro/s1600-h/hiena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172537097574974818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iLFcB8hWI/AAAAAAAAA14/mEez36ToYro/s320/hiena.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I have never seen a hienna in real life. They aren't very &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;attractive! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At anyrate, this was my really REALLY long blog of my day at the zoo. But in my defense, it was a HUGE zoo! But we did make it through the entire thing and then up and drove to Vegas that night to spend the rest of the weekend with my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-1385685377180001643?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1385685377180001643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=1385685377180001643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1385685377180001643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1385685377180001643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/02/san-diego-zoo.html' title='San Diego Zoo'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R8iKNMB8hKI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/t4mtXXP2Kqk/s72-c/San+Diego+Zoo+Sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-664520289903223206</id><published>2008-02-19T20:34:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T09:51:53.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hollywood</title><content type='html'>After the CHA show, John and I toured southern California. We started in LA. We went to the Museum of Tolerance which has a Holocaust Museum in it. It was really informative. In the same museum, they had a floor about family roots. Go geneology! They even had a little bit about geneology being a big part of being Latter-Day Saints. After the museum, we got lost a little bit around rush hour but we able to finally find Hollywood Blvd and the walk of the stars. Here are some pictures from that! There will be more to come, but I'll probably just post them to myspace, since it's a PAIN (and very time consuming) to get more than a couple of pictures posted here... Anyway, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7up1IBdRTI/AAAAAAAAAGE/11OxF5NQTAM/s1600-h/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168911727489533234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7up1IBdRTI/AAAAAAAAAGE/11OxF5NQTAM/s320/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7up2IBdRUI/AAAAAAAAAGM/l0y1CZHU8rk/s1600-h/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168911744669402434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7up2IBdRUI/AAAAAAAAAGM/l0y1CZHU8rk/s320/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John LOVES the Simpsons, but wasn't allowed to watch it as a child...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7uiA4BdROI/AAAAAAAAAFc/BdP0hBUoOX4/s1600-h/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168903133259973858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7uiA4BdROI/AAAAAAAAAFc/BdP0hBUoOX4/s320/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7uiBYBdRPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/B-ZVEG9HKUw/s1600-h/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168903141849908466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7uiBYBdRPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/B-ZVEG9HKUw/s320/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn Monroe and Arnold Swirtzenager -- yeah, we could never be models...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7up3YBdRVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TlhCbQCdTHA/s1600-h/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7uiCIBdRRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0TQcm0Pb9i0/s1600-h/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168903154734810386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7uiCIBdRRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0TQcm0Pb9i0/s320/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7uiBoBdRQI/AAAAAAAAAFs/aiuS3yr16a8/s1600-h/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168903146144875778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7uiBoBdRQI/AAAAAAAAAFs/aiuS3yr16a8/s320/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin Williams and an Oscar that says "Best Lover" awarded of course by me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-664520289903223206?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/664520289903223206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=664520289903223206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/664520289903223206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/664520289903223206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/02/hollywood.html' title='Hollywood'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7up1IBdRTI/AAAAAAAAAGE/11OxF5NQTAM/s72-c/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-31277387693897389</id><published>2008-02-19T20:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T20:33:24.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHA and California</title><content type='html'>John and I had our first trade show for our scrapbook business. We spent a week in Orange county and here a couple of pictures of the show. Over all, it went well. We were able to network, get some media publicity and even make a few sales to a few store fronts. Over all we hope that those retail stores that bought our product at the show will continue to buy stock from us.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7ueMYBdRMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sBUc5VzzIfc/s1600-h/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168898932781958338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7ueMYBdRMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sBUc5VzzIfc/s320/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7ueKYBdRLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pVftubeEQ3M/s1600-h/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168898898422219954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7ueKYBdRLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pVftubeEQ3M/s320/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7ueNoBdRNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1qu-MwF4dLk/s1600-h/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168898954256794834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7ueNoBdRNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1qu-MwF4dLk/s320/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-31277387693897389?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/31277387693897389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=31277387693897389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/31277387693897389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/31277387693897389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/02/cha-and-california.html' title='CHA and California'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R7ueMYBdRMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sBUc5VzzIfc/s72-c/California+Trip+CHA+and+Hollywood+2-14-08+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-1122624206952674077</id><published>2008-02-05T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T10:12:36.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapbooking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6nqdUAbiNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0rGdFJxwMGM/s1600-h/IMG_3812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163916237064603858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6nqdUAbiNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0rGdFJxwMGM/s320/IMG_3812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6nqeEAbiOI/AAAAAAAAADE/B1jZleS6aaU/s1600-h/IMG_3813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163916249949505762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6nqeEAbiOI/AAAAAAAAADE/B1jZleS6aaU/s320/IMG_3813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I own a scrapbook company (&lt;a href="http://outdoorsandmore.com/"&gt;http://outdoorsandmore.com/&lt;/a&gt;) and I have NEVER scrapbooked before. Kind of ironic, huh? Well, anyway, John and I are getting ready for a show next week and I did my first scrapbook pages, and I'm quite the proud! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-1122624206952674077?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1122624206952674077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=1122624206952674077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1122624206952674077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1122624206952674077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/02/scrapbooking.html' title='Scrapbooking!'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6nqdUAbiNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0rGdFJxwMGM/s72-c/IMG_3812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-6025553368491831002</id><published>2008-02-03T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T19:14:10.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our crazy dog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we got a SLR camera for Chrismas but alas we don't have any kids or anything to take pictures of, so we subject our dog to modeling. Here are just a few of the pictures we have caught of her on camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZxiUAbiCI/AAAAAAAAABk/27xyuCulOVU/s1600-h/A+happy+dog+11-23-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162938857126856738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZxiUAbiCI/AAAAAAAAABk/27xyuCulOVU/s320/A+happy+dog+11-23-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZylUAbiDI/AAAAAAAAABs/VbPPnFSmM8o/s1600-h/Christmas+time!+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162940008178092082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZylUAbiDI/AAAAAAAAABs/VbPPnFSmM8o/s320/Christmas+time!+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ginger will just RANDOMLY take a flying leap while she is running... (above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZylkAbiEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nt0p6qcN088/s1600-h/Christmas+time!+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162940012473059394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZylkAbiEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nt0p6qcN088/s320/Christmas+time!+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ginger LOVES the snow... she's sad to come in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZylkAbiFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0qsJSfc3u4o/s1600-h/Ginger+in+tunnel+11-23-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162940012473059410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZylkAbiFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0qsJSfc3u4o/s320/Ginger+in+tunnel+11-23-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6Zyl0AbiGI/AAAAAAAAACE/0ayBt5DVA7U/s1600-h/Ginger+Snow+Shoe+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162940016768026722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6Zyl0AbiGI/AAAAAAAAACE/0ayBt5DVA7U/s320/Ginger+Snow+Shoe+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZymEAbiHI/AAAAAAAAACM/sY5LNdqLVE8/s1600-h/Ginger+Snow+Shoe+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162940021062994034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZymEAbiHI/AAAAAAAAACM/sY5LNdqLVE8/s320/Ginger+Snow+Shoe+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John threw Ginger down a mountain and this is her coming back up. Terror in the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZzpEAbiII/AAAAAAAAACU/lu17y3PEyjU/s1600-h/Ginger+Snow+Shoe+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162941172114229378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZzpEAbiII/AAAAAAAAACU/lu17y3PEyjU/s320/Ginger+Snow+Shoe+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ginger may not &lt;em&gt;fetch&lt;/em&gt; but she LOVES to play &lt;em&gt;catch-- &lt;/em&gt;especially with snowballs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZzpEAbiJI/AAAAAAAAACc/wDBhML0sKc0/s1600-h/Ginger+Snow+Shoe+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162941172114229394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZzpEAbiJI/AAAAAAAAACc/wDBhML0sKc0/s320/Ginger+Snow+Shoe+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZzpUAbiKI/AAAAAAAAACk/OarGOF1uezc/s1600-h/Ginger+under+gate+11-23-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162941176409196706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZzpUAbiKI/AAAAAAAAACk/OarGOF1uezc/s320/Ginger+under+gate+11-23-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZzpUAbiLI/AAAAAAAAACs/ilA_qTqLtcw/s1600-h/Saria+petting+Ginger+11-23-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162941176409196722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZzpUAbiLI/AAAAAAAAACs/ilA_qTqLtcw/s320/Saria+petting+Ginger+11-23-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZzpkAbiMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/w2AcOuPSG-o/s1600-h/Running+Ginger+11-23-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162941180704164034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZzpkAbiMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/w2AcOuPSG-o/s320/Running+Ginger+11-23-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/3622207591151549943-6025553368491831002?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/6025553368491831002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=6025553368491831002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/6025553368491831002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/6025553368491831002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/02/our-crazy-dog.html' title='Our crazy dog...'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/R6ZxiUAbiCI/AAAAAAAAABk/27xyuCulOVU/s72-c/A+happy+dog+11-23-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-721988328184001825</id><published>2008-01-31T12:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T12:32:41.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quarter Century</title><content type='html'>When I was younger, I always thought that when you turned the age of the day of the month your birthday fell on, it was a "golden" birthday.  So, since my birthday is 1/25, I hit my "golden" birthday FINALLY, although it comes with all the jabs that I am now a quarter of a century old!  I mean first of all, I still feel like I'm 18 (probably look it too!) and the fact that I'm married STILL feels surreal to me! &lt;br /&gt;But my birthday this year was a fun one.  My mother in law got me some pantry shelves (when you start getting things for your house as gifts, you know you're getting older!) that I was really excited about.  John got me a few new outfits to wear.  He made me dinner and a blueberry cheesecake.  We topped the night off by going dancing.  It was a TON of fun!&lt;br /&gt;My desires for my 26th year of life:&lt;br /&gt;To sell the apartment complex that is our money pit!&lt;br /&gt;Continue taking accounting classes in hopes that I may continue on for a MAcc.&lt;br /&gt;Our company to be projecting positive cash flow - enough that I may one day stay home and be a mommy!&lt;br /&gt;Finish putting up our fense and gate in our backyard so that our dog cannot run into our alley behind our house.&lt;br /&gt;Train and run a 10K and/or a half marathon.&lt;br /&gt;Be more organized at home!&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it for now, but I never set any new years resolutions so I suppose now is as good of time as any!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-721988328184001825?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/721988328184001825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=721988328184001825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/721988328184001825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/721988328184001825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/01/quarter-century.html' title='A Quarter Century'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622207591151549943.post-1621255652739462278</id><published>2008-01-31T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T12:19:57.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Butler Blog</title><content type='html'>So, I have had my own web page with BYU with some of the pictures of John and I dating. If you are interested in viewing those photos, the URL is &lt;a href="http://webpub.byu.net/ssarias"&gt;http://webpub.byu.net/ssarias&lt;/a&gt;. However, since I graduated, I'm not able to edit that site (since I have to be on campus to do so), so I began a facebook page to keep in touch with friends after college. But THEN there were alot of people that have myspace instead, so I created a myspace and I was way better at updating the pictures on my myspace page (&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/sareeah"&gt;http://myspace.com/sareeah&lt;/a&gt;).However, there are some people that don't have either and if THOSE people want to see the pictures, they have to create a page and that's just too much hassel! It's much easier to have a link that people can just go to without having to log into or creating anything. Thus, i'm joining the crowd of bloggers and condensing my many blog spaces at the same time! So without further adu, enjoy our blogspot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622207591151549943-1621255652739462278?l=butler2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1621255652739462278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3622207591151549943&amp;postID=1621255652739462278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1621255652739462278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622207591151549943/posts/default/1621255652739462278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butler2006.blogspot.com/2008/01/butler-blog.html' title='The Butler Blog'/><author><name>Saria Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097944016228664539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k0lkODwWQYA/S2vdjPrGQnI/AAAAAAAAF-g/oJnLjrQIF4k/S220/IMG_7700+cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
