<?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-6797272232380222645</id><updated>2011-08-02T14:32:56.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benson's Buzz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-5689457448177575697</id><published>2010-10-05T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T20:14:26.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cancer Blog</title><content type='html'>So, a few weeks ago I decided to start a blog writing down specific things having to do with my cancer.  Well, a few days later I found out I would need to start chemotherapy.  So it worked out well that I had already a place to document this journey.  I know when I am concerned about a procedure I always GOOGLE it to see what to expect.  I always appreciate when others have documented their experience with cancer.  &lt;div&gt;  Even though I originally started this blog with the idea of keeping it to myself for a while, I think the timing is actually perfect for me to share it.  Not only will it be there if someone is diagnosed in the future and finds the info helpful, but it's a wonderful way to share with my friends and family exactly what is going on with me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To read my blog click &lt;a href="http://www.mormoncancermommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-5689457448177575697?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/5689457448177575697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=5689457448177575697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/5689457448177575697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/5689457448177575697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-cancer-blog.html' title='My Cancer Blog'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-5115975292267029649</id><published>2010-06-16T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T23:40:27.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting the summer off in UTAH!</title><content type='html'>We had a chance to go to Utah for the week.  It's something the kids look forward to as soon as school is out; they ♥ to see cousins, and they ♥ to stay at Grammie and Grandpa's house.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We always have so much fun in Utah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this trip was no exception! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a little update of what has been going on around here......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                      Lauren tried out for Cheer and made it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm9Bm_F-oI/AAAAAAAABRk/W87GqzDNsVM/s1600/June+2010+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm9Bm_F-oI/AAAAAAAABRk/W87GqzDNsVM/s400/June+2010+017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483621856642988674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Josh and "his men" have been protecting our country! &lt;div&gt;                                                  ((  at ease, men ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm9BLRaCQI/AAAAAAAABRc/FPvrJ7y_zq4/s1600/June+2010+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm9BLRaCQI/AAAAAAAABRc/FPvrJ7y_zq4/s400/June+2010+036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483621849203607810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        Hope sleeping with Daddy in Utah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm9AbKbL-I/AAAAAAAABRU/NICeYeZkfsY/s1600/June+2010+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm9AbKbL-I/AAAAAAAABRU/NICeYeZkfsY/s400/June+2010+039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483621836289421282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         Josh &amp;amp; Jared fishing in Grammie's hot tub&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                      ( I think I saw a rainbow trout in there.....mighta just been a plastic fishy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm8_m7o_MI/AAAAAAAABRM/mcC5lePn1Mw/s1600/June+2010+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm8_m7o_MI/AAAAAAAABRM/mcC5lePn1Mw/s400/June+2010+043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483621822268767426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     Hope spent hours fishing in the hot tub...she learned it from those boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm8ED8HFcI/AAAAAAAABRE/hZXlNlDLtws/s1600/June+2010+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm8ED8HFcI/AAAAAAAABRE/hZXlNlDLtws/s400/June+2010+054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483620799263217090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  Grammie with some grand kids on her "Mother's Day Swing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm8DiNhWWI/AAAAAAAABQ8/ppjI2T_fwls/s1600/June+2010+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm8DiNhWWI/AAAAAAAABQ8/ppjI2T_fwls/s400/June+2010+066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483620790209436002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Aunt Amy:  you're such a good Aunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm8C6_SsSI/AAAAAAAABQ0/8z5e42dyg4M/s1600/June+2010+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm8C6_SsSI/AAAAAAAABQ0/8z5e42dyg4M/s400/June+2010+105.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483620779680772386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         Lauren, Josh  &amp;amp; Jake got out of the pool to run through the baby                                                                                                      sprinkler :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm8CZpJNuI/AAAAAAAABQs/AD3FumSFUxA/s1600/June+2010+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm8CZpJNuI/AAAAAAAABQs/AD3FumSFUxA/s400/June+2010+086.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483620770729506530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                 Uncle Chris with Katelynn swimming&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBnA1byBadI/AAAAAAAABR8/_m5TupliUsY/s1600/DSC01191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBnA1byBadI/AAAAAAAABR8/_m5TupliUsY/s400/DSC01191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483626045523454418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                            Hailee and Jared working on their tan (or trying to get warm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBnA02RSmDI/AAAAAAAABR0/qllt2skEH74/s1600/DSC01189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBnA02RSmDI/AAAAAAAABR0/qllt2skEH74/s400/DSC01189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483626035454056498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                Aunt Tashia with Katelynn &amp;amp; Hope.  Another wonderful Aunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBnCw-ElFoI/AAAAAAAABSE/bqs2z7E-UqA/s1600/DSC01187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBnCw-ElFoI/AAAAAAAABSE/bqs2z7E-UqA/s400/DSC01187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483628167852004994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this summer is going to be &lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt; GREAT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-5115975292267029649?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/5115975292267029649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=5115975292267029649&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/5115975292267029649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/5115975292267029649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2010/06/starting-summer-off-in-utah.html' title='Starting the summer off in UTAH!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/TBm9Bm_F-oI/AAAAAAAABRk/W87GqzDNsVM/s72-c/June+2010+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-7221803924042345540</id><published>2010-04-08T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T16:11:10.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya'll Ready for this ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/S75hWjXuCCI/AAAAAAAABPw/3ePfDpXSC7s/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 119px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457906838499362850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/S75hWjXuCCI/AAAAAAAABPw/3ePfDpXSC7s/s400/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! My last post was Christmastime. I guess I'm due for an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Utah right now for my cousin &lt;a href="http://pink-chicka.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shaylynn's&lt;/a&gt; wedding. Shay was the flower girl at my wedding almost 17 years ago. She was 4 years old at my wedding. As we all posed for a picture at her wedding I thought back to my wedding day. During the pictures, the photographer would set up the picture and then just before he took the picture a little voice (Shay's) would say.."cheese". I can hear it on my wedding video, and it is so cute. So last night as I posed for a family picture at Shay's wedding I couldn't help myself. Right before the photographer took the picture..I said "cheese" (real quiet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the months of Jan - April, a lot has been going on. We've been busy as usual. When I get back home, I will download the pic's to go along with this post. Some things I'm planning on posting about are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Spring break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Josh's 9&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday parties (yes, I said parties...plural)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Easter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Shay's wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Winter blah's are just about over. I'm ready for a new season. Bring on the sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;Bring on an updated blog! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-7221803924042345540?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/7221803924042345540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=7221803924042345540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/7221803924042345540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/7221803924042345540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2010/04/yall-ready-for-this.html' title='Ya&apos;ll Ready for this ?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/S75hWjXuCCI/AAAAAAAABPw/3ePfDpXSC7s/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-8122940481133682027</id><published>2009-12-23T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T14:16:40.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Benson Family Christmas Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SzKUIM4gV8I/AAAAAAAABO4/_FE4LwYE7oM/s1600-h/DSC03699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SzKUIM4gV8I/AAAAAAAABO4/_FE4LwYE7oM/s400/DSC03699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418556170298218434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This year I did not do a Christmas letter.  But then I realized how much I like hearing about how everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; year has been, and I decided to take a few minutes and write one.  So here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Benson Family Christmas Letter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This year has gone by really fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;All our expectations have been well surpassed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Larry and Jen have been really quite busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hope has started the "2 year old tizzy"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lauren and Josh have been doing so well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;They're growing up fast, I'm sure you can tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lauren is 11 going on 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aeorpostale&lt;/span&gt; clothes...she has plenty! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lauren loves to shop &amp;amp; shop &amp;amp; shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And Josh is full of energy and goes non-stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He's eight this year and a wonderful boy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He brings our family so much joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He was baptized this year by his Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He played football..yes tackle might I add.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He loves to play with Lego's and loves to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;His favorite is &lt;i&gt;Captain Underpants&lt;/i&gt; if you can believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hope..well Hope, she is two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;You just never know what she's going to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;She's absolutely adorable, cute as can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We just know in our family is where she was meant to be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;She's talking non-stop, we understand most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;She is really smart..I don't mean to boast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;She loves Strawberry Shortcake and Winnie-the Pooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;She loves to say her colors, her favorite is blue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Jen has been healthy and feeling so good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Someone's&lt;/span&gt; looking out for me, I knew that they would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This years CAT scans have been great; my doctor is amazed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That I continue year after year and seem unfazed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I just try to do my best day after day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;and as for the cancer...I continue to pray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I am thankful and humbled by my family and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The love I have felt from you knows no end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Larry is amazing, and this is no lie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He has no limits...well, maybe the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He's still with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sutherlands&lt;/span&gt;, going on 20 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It may be 20 more, or so it appears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He's the go-to guy for all our friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;His home improvement knowledge never ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He's out of the bishopric, time for a break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Now on the High Council, for goodness sake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It's been a great year for us, we feel really blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We're ready for a New Year, I must confess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We hope your Christmas is Merry and Bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And your New Year is also "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;outta&lt;/span&gt; sight"!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-8122940481133682027?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/8122940481133682027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=8122940481133682027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/8122940481133682027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/8122940481133682027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/12/benson-family-christmas-letter.html' title='Benson Family Christmas Letter'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SzKUIM4gV8I/AAAAAAAABO4/_FE4LwYE7oM/s72-c/DSC03699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-4567794270071419977</id><published>2009-11-01T13:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:04:58.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Black Shoes</title><content type='html'>Today I looked down at my kitchen floor and saw 3 pairs of black shoes.  All 3 had little black bows on the toes.  One pair was on my feet and had high heels.  Once pair  was on Lauren's feet and were black ballet flats.  The 3rd pair were on Hope.  They were also little black ballet flats with a strap across the top.   I never grew up with a sister.  I always asked my mom for a sister, and she always said.."Go ask your dad".  I think we got a dog instead.  But this morning as I looked at all the little black shoes, I thought how lucky I am to have little girls growing up in my house.  Both are my girls are so sweet, and adore each other.   And I adore them.  I never did have a sister, and that's OK.  I'm loving every minute of raising sisters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/Su4F3Fc0yEI/AAAAAAAABMk/vDWa9n1R_4Q/s1600-h/DSCF2338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/Su4F3Fc0yEI/AAAAAAAABMk/vDWa9n1R_4Q/s400/DSCF2338.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399259447177824322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/Su4F26_6paI/AAAAAAAABMc/ewB7WmG0gp8/s1600-h/DSCF2337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/Su4F26_6paI/AAAAAAAABMc/ewB7WmG0gp8/s400/DSCF2337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399259444372219298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-4567794270071419977?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/4567794270071419977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=4567794270071419977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/4567794270071419977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/4567794270071419977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/11/three-black-shoes.html' title='Three Black Shoes'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/Su4F3Fc0yEI/AAAAAAAABMk/vDWa9n1R_4Q/s72-c/DSCF2338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-2121133509241962868</id><published>2009-09-29T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T08:56:43.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Scarrrrrrry porch.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;OK, I guess it didn't end up that scary.  Lauren and Josh wanted to make our porch scary for Halloween this year.  Last night was our "family decorate the porch night".  We went and bought some bales of straw, and then we went to Family Dollar and picked out some decor.  Even though the kids picked out tombstones, they didn't look so scary :)  And Lauren said..."Really, who's going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;buried&lt;/span&gt; on top of a bale of straw?"   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;  But when we turned on the motion detected howling ghost, Hope ran inside as fast as she could.  So I said, "There you go...someone was scared!" Mission accomplished.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SsIqDq1qWJI/AAAAAAAABL8/2jk9zqvfDJA/s1600-h/DSCF2248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386914346815871122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SsIqDq1qWJI/AAAAAAAABL8/2jk9zqvfDJA/s400/DSCF2248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SsIqCzuW8HI/AAAAAAAABL0/xaZLY2RL60s/s1600-h/DSCF2246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386914332021289074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SsIqCzuW8HI/AAAAAAAABL0/xaZLY2RL60s/s400/DSCF2246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SsIqCaZqHZI/AAAAAAAABLs/l228l9xCg3w/s1600-h/DSCF2245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386914325223579026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SsIqCaZqHZI/AAAAAAAABLs/l228l9xCg3w/s400/DSCF2245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6797272232380222645-2121133509241962868?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/2121133509241962868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=2121133509241962868&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/2121133509241962868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/2121133509241962868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-scarrrrrrry-porch.html' title='Our Scarrrrrrry porch.....'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SsIqDq1qWJI/AAAAAAAABL8/2jk9zqvfDJA/s72-c/DSCF2248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-6375710413034231546</id><published>2009-08-20T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:02:30.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Building Hope for a Cure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/So4nH-gFW5I/AAAAAAAABKk/VD1bL8aC2Fo/s1600-h/relay+for+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372274423489715090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/So4nH-gFW5I/AAAAAAAABKk/VD1bL8aC2Fo/s400/relay+for+life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/So4nHT0tuuI/AAAAAAAABKc/LlHsmHSBWPQ/s1600-h/8-6-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372274412033522402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/So4nHT0tuuI/AAAAAAAABKc/LlHsmHSBWPQ/s400/8-6-2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/So4nG6NCMUI/AAAAAAAABKU/gKma0frvFnI/s1600-h/8-6-20091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372274405156204866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/So4nG6NCMUI/AAAAAAAABKU/gKma0frvFnI/s400/8-6-20091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On July 31st I had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; of participating in a &lt;em&gt;American Cancer Society Relay for Life.&lt;/em&gt; Our team name was "Building Hope for a Cure". To start off our fundraising, Larry's work (Sutherland Lumber) made a very generous donation to our team. So we decided to base our team name around "building". Larry built a frame of a house that said the word "HOPE" inside to display at our camp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also had a lot of support from my mom's work (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Swire&lt;/span&gt; Coca-Cola) in Salt Lake and Grand Junction. They donated water to our team. We even had a group drive up from Salt Lake to participate on our team. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started the walk at 6pm. It started with a "Survivor's Walk" 9or as I call it...the purple shirts". I was honored to walk with a good friend, Tina Hart, who is a cancer survivor as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, all the teams started the 12 hour walk. I was amazed at how long some of the people actually stayed on the track. it meant so much to me to have their support, but to see them out there all hours of the night really touched my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At around 9pm there was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Luminaria&lt;/span&gt; Ceremony where bags were purchased and designed to honor or in memory of those touched by cancer. Lauren was our official bag decorator. She made a very cute bag for me. She also made a bag for my Dad (Grandpa Kelly) and Larry's Grandma (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt;). She also decorated a couple of bags for other friends. One of the bags was for my friend Michelle, who has a friend that lost her sweet little boy to cancer last year. It was so touching as the names were read and the bags were lit to light the track throughout the evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could not have asked for a better group to participate with, not to mention all of the many, many donations made to my team by wonderful friends and family. It does go to a wonderful cause..the cure for cancer. Something I plan to see in my lifetime! &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/6797272232380222645-6375710413034231546?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/6375710413034231546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=6375710413034231546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/6375710413034231546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/6375710413034231546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/08/building-hope-for-cure.html' title='Building Hope for a Cure'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/So4nH-gFW5I/AAAAAAAABKk/VD1bL8aC2Fo/s72-c/relay+for+life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-2052283650253639808</id><published>2009-08-20T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:39:28.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/So4jY0zBr_I/AAAAAAAABKM/m4loLXOOaL4/s1600-h/First+Day+of+school+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372270314896076786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/So4jY0zBr_I/AAAAAAAABKM/m4loLXOOaL4/s400/First+Day+of+school+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I can't believe it's finally here...My baby's last year of Elementary School. Her first day of Kindergarten is still &lt;/span&gt;fresh on my mind, and here she is the "big dog" of elementary school. And Josh is going into 3rd grade. Wow! Time flies too fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I woke up at 7:30am, Lauren had already showered and was ready to head out the door to school (they leave at about 8:40am). I could tell she was excited to get back and see her friends. Josh was excited as well. I made my "traditional" 1st day of school breakfast. And then they headed out the door. I was sad to see them go, I love having them home for the summer. But my sadness did not compare to the sadness another little friend in the house was feeling.  Hope was so sad to see her "guys" (as she calls them) leave for school. But we went out to wait for them when school was over, and she was thrilled to see them heading back home (and so was I)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-2052283650253639808?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/2052283650253639808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=2052283650253639808&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/2052283650253639808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/2052283650253639808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/So4jY0zBr_I/AAAAAAAABKM/m4loLXOOaL4/s72-c/First+Day+of+school+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-3788952315170326686</id><published>2009-08-18T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T08:31:48.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My update is Out-of-Date</title><content type='html'>So, this will be a long update, because I think I took the summer off. :) Our summer seemed very short for some reason, and school starts tomorrow for the kids, so I should be able to keep up a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Utah for a week this summer. We were able to go see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stadium&lt;/span&gt; of Fire at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt;. The Jonas Brothers (or as Lauren calls them..The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;JoBros's&lt;/span&gt;) were in concert. We had really good seats in the stadium , but I still snuck her down on the field, almost up to the front row so she could get a better look. She had a blast. Josh's favorite part was the military flyover at the very beginning. He thought that was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorABy24fRI/AAAAAAAABIs/nAegadbw9uU/s1600-h/DSC02967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371316642657107218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorABy24fRI/AAAAAAAABIs/nAegadbw9uU/s400/DSC02967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorABSvwpCI/AAAAAAAABIk/FrXb4gnKL4U/s1600-h/DSC02958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371316634037298210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorABSvwpCI/AAAAAAAABIk/FrXb4gnKL4U/s400/DSC02958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorAAzou-lI/AAAAAAAABIc/iWTbbpubgDM/s1600-h/DSC02956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371316625686329938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorAAzou-lI/AAAAAAAABIc/iWTbbpubgDM/s400/DSC02956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went to Lagoon. Hope was able to ride a lot of the little kiddies rides with her brother or her cousins. She loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorBaUgjKAI/AAAAAAAABJk/lnziT9VNwg4/s1600-h/DSC03062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371318163518728194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorBaUgjKAI/AAAAAAAABJk/lnziT9VNwg4/s400/DSC03062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorBZhNSA8I/AAAAAAAABJc/Zjrdxv6USiM/s1600-h/DSC03069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371318149747704770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorBZhNSA8I/AAAAAAAABJc/Zjrdxv6USiM/s400/DSC03069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorBZFUwp9I/AAAAAAAABJU/x5opHd7WunE/s1600-h/DSC03033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371318142262880210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorBZFUwp9I/AAAAAAAABJU/x5opHd7WunE/s400/DSC03033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorBYq-wqQI/AAAAAAAABJM/Igu8Zuv9Vn8/s1600-h/DSC03027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371318135191283970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorBYq-wqQI/AAAAAAAABJM/Igu8Zuv9Vn8/s400/DSC03027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371318122712602130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorBX8fnFhI/AAAAAAAABJE/l-ufSiwazLw/s400/DSC03021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img class="gl_video" alt="Add Video" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorAC331A4I/AAAAAAAABI8/LqFlZQAaY-c/s1600-h/DSC03019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371316661183120258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorAC331A4I/AAAAAAAABI8/LqFlZQAaY-c/s400/DSC03019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorACURnI3I/AAAAAAAABI0/vx0pniSlG38/s1600-h/DSC03011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371316651627586418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorACURnI3I/AAAAAAAABI0/vx0pniSlG38/s400/DSC03011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorDZsPBiII/AAAAAAAABJ8/_l8X6oUiZVs/s1600-h/DSC03099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371320351731058818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorDZsPBiII/AAAAAAAABJ8/_l8X6oUiZVs/s400/DSC03099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorDZFHm0EI/AAAAAAAABJ0/5uMoyFvMzSc/s1600-h/DSC03104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371320341230964802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorDZFHm0EI/AAAAAAAABJ0/5uMoyFvMzSc/s400/DSC03104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorDYsedE_I/AAAAAAAABJs/d88L9HWAkEo/s1600-h/DSC03109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371320334615909362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorDYsedE_I/AAAAAAAABJs/d88L9HWAkEo/s400/DSC03109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went to a new water park in Draper called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;KowaBunga&lt;/span&gt; Bay. It was another very fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back from Utah, I was feeling very run down. I talked to my Oncologist about it, and she moved my September CAT scan up to July. She said the cancer is stable, my lymph nodes have not grown any, so that was good to hear. She did think I might want to consider a round of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rituxin&lt;/span&gt; therapy. It is an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;immunotherapy&lt;/span&gt;, and is not as harsh on your system as chemotherapy. She said it would shrink all my lymph nodes down, and could help with some of the symptoms I've been having. The down side is, it would be a 2 year treatment. It is a 4 hour IV drip once a week for a month. And then 2 months off. I'm just not sure I'm ready to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;commit&lt;/span&gt; to that yet. The last month I've actually felt great. So I'm going to wait until my follow up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; in September to discuss that option. Not sure I'm mentally ready for any treatment. I'm liking this "watch &amp;amp; wait" because it allows to me to live a normal life. But I'm not opposed to the treatment if I start to feel like the symptoms are getting worse. I still take it one day at a time! And so far...the days have been pretty darn great! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorDZ10x4NI/AAAAAAAABKE/ztQDzPbTdfA/s1600-h/Project4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371320354305335506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorDZ10x4NI/AAAAAAAABKE/ztQDzPbTdfA/s400/Project4.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/6797272232380222645-3788952315170326686?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/3788952315170326686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=3788952315170326686&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/3788952315170326686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/3788952315170326686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-update-is-out-of-date.html' title='My update is Out-of-Date'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SorABy24fRI/AAAAAAAABIs/nAegadbw9uU/s72-c/DSC02967.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-8443627693793709313</id><published>2009-06-17T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T08:16:37.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Splashin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hope has been so excited to go swimming, but the pool just hasn't warmed up enough this year. We did get one really hot day and decided to let her try it out. She&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; putting on her new swimsuit. She &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;LOVED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kicking her feet in the water. She&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;LOVED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; getting in the pool...but only for a few minutes. It really isn't very warm yet. I think she'll really&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; swimming, when the water gets up to 85 degrees. We're still waiting for those "hot" summer days...hopefully they'll be here soon. I feel like we're still waiting for summer to start. Either way...we're having &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkG2oZ6BAI/AAAAAAAABIA/OjibD6xbJ94/s1600-h/DSC02888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348313568107955202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkG2oZ6BAI/AAAAAAAABIA/OjibD6xbJ94/s400/DSC02888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkG2HnxFGI/AAAAAAAABH4/OrwexZuJGUk/s1600-h/DSC02890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348313559307719778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkG2HnxFGI/AAAAAAAABH4/OrwexZuJGUk/s400/DSC02890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkG1gSUiaI/AAAAAAAABHw/oYsavoWuN9s/s1600-h/DSC02891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348313548748786082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkG1gSUiaI/AAAAAAAABHw/oYsavoWuN9s/s400/DSC02891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkG1bbvn3I/AAAAAAAABHo/lX0NUTU6hN4/s1600-h/DSC02892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348313547446132594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkG1bbvn3I/AAAAAAAABHo/lX0NUTU6hN4/s400/DSC02892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkEW6Jo0zI/AAAAAAAABHg/Ey-Aiqopeys/s1600-h/DSC02896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348310824092488498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkEW6Jo0zI/AAAAAAAABHg/Ey-Aiqopeys/s400/DSC02896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkEWS_j-gI/AAAAAAAABHY/YgKENVx7VW4/s1600-h/DSC02897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348310813581244930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkEWS_j-gI/AAAAAAAABHY/YgKENVx7VW4/s400/DSC02897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkEWNYIeQI/AAAAAAAABHQ/GnGKGizsCoY/s1600-h/DSC02899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348310812073687298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkEWNYIeQI/AAAAAAAABHQ/GnGKGizsCoY/s400/DSC02899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkEV3ymr9I/AAAAAAAABHI/Jhg_EvY1AH0/s1600-h/DSC02901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348310806279139282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkEV3ymr9I/AAAAAAAABHI/Jhg_EvY1AH0/s400/DSC02901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkEVTiUB7I/AAAAAAAABHA/wHgko8oJ1nY/s1600-h/DSC02902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348310796547131314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkEVTiUB7I/AAAAAAAABHA/wHgko8oJ1nY/s400/DSC02902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-8443627693793709313?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/8443627693793709313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=8443627693793709313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/8443627693793709313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/8443627693793709313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-splashin.html' title='Summer Splashin&apos;'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SjkG2oZ6BAI/AAAAAAAABIA/OjibD6xbJ94/s72-c/DSC02888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-4327324195175653045</id><published>2009-05-29T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T10:06:26.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Longer my Friend....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;Here's &lt;strong&gt;WHO:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SiAVQN2aPHI/AAAAAAAABG4/r0jqV0g2KwE/s1600-h/DSC02799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341292526401371250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SiAVQN2aPHI/AAAAAAAABG4/r0jqV0g2KwE/s400/DSC02799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;Here's &lt;strong&gt;WHAT:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SiAVP89dE2I/AAAAAAAABGw/aHerN4hpPx0/s1600-h/DSC02800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341292521867514722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SiAVP89dE2I/AAAAAAAABGw/aHerN4hpPx0/s400/DSC02800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;And..Here's the &lt;strong&gt;CAUSE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SiAVPrxbp5I/AAAAAAAABGo/0p2VKmK5xus/s1600-h/DSC02802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341292517253687186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SiAVPrxbp5I/AAAAAAAABGo/0p2VKmK5xus/s400/DSC02802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I guess doorknobs no longer stop her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/strong&gt;You can tell Hope is a 3rd kid. If my first kid did something like this I would be disinfecting the entire area. Clorox-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; the shower and throwing away the shampoo bottle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;With the 3rd kid, I just put the shampoo bottle back, hoping it would get rinsed off well after the next person takes a shower, hoping it's not me. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-4327324195175653045?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/4327324195175653045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=4327324195175653045&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/4327324195175653045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/4327324195175653045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-longer-my-friend.html' title='No Longer my Friend....'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SiAVQN2aPHI/AAAAAAAABG4/r0jqV0g2KwE/s72-c/DSC02799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-9071761353833761087</id><published>2009-05-27T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T15:31:11.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Busy Days for 28 Relaxed Ones...Good trade off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/Sh25nBkPpRI/AAAAAAAABGg/mv5XfpSnOzg/s1600-h/once+a+month+cooking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340628813217768722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/Sh25nBkPpRI/AAAAAAAABGg/mv5XfpSnOzg/s400/once+a+month+cooking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, here's how it started.  I've done this crazy thing before.  I've even gone to places that specialize in this kind of thing.  I do it to make my life easier.  But it's been a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;loooong&lt;/span&gt; time since I've had the motivation.  But I was just one Taco Bell away from my limit.  So I decided to muster up the motivation to do it again.  The "thing" I'm referring to is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MASS COOKING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It takes a little planning, but in the end it's definitely worth it.  I will post what I made, and you can comment if you would like a specific recipe.  I make very simple meals.  I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-make them and freeze them to cut down on cooking time every night.  So here's what I did:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;First I made a menu.  I picked items we normally eat, and then some new recipes to try.  I GOOGLED "Once a month cooking recipes" and searched for some that looked good. &lt;a href="http://www.christysclipart.com/wwwroot/oamc2.html"&gt; THIS&lt;/a&gt; is one of my favorite sites for recipes.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Next I took my shopping list to SAM'S &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WAL&lt;/span&gt;-MART.  At Sam's I bought a package of disposable pans (30 pack) and I also bought all of my meat.  3 big packs of ground beef, one big back of chicken breasts, a package of 2 roasts and a package of boneless ribs.  It was $75.00 for all that.  And then I bought the "other" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ingred's&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;WAL&lt;/span&gt;-MART at spent about $45.00.  So it's not that expensive considering the amount of food.  I've gone to Supper Solutions before and made 12 very small dinners for about $150.00.  So it's much more cost effective to do it on your own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;On the first day, I prepared all the beef dinners.  I cut the roasts up into 4 small roasts.  Then I browned the 2 packages of ground beef.  And then I made the rest of the beef dinners.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The second day I prepared the chicken dinners.  I baked the chicken breasts, and then chopped them up in the food processor ( I'll post the items I actually made below).  But then I also froze a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ground&lt;/span&gt; beef and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ground&lt;/span&gt; chicken to make in future recipes.  Cuts the prep time in half.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;These are the recipes I made.  Let me know if you decide to try it.  It really frees up a lot of my time.  Good luck! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY MENU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spaghetti sauce x 4 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lasagna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cheeseburgers 'n' fries casserole x 2 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;meatloaf x 2 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;roast x 4 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poppy Seed chicken&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chicken &amp;amp; Rice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;burritos&lt;/span&gt; ( I made 15) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BBQ Chicken  (just put some breasts in a baggie w/ BBQ sauce)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BBQ Ribs  (same thing as the chicken) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chicken Pot Pie x 2 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plus I have 5 or 6 packages of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-cooked ground beef,  and 2 of cooked chicken for quick dinners like tacos, etc. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, in the morning you just take out what you want to have for dinner and let it defrost in the fridge all day.  Then throw in the oven that night.  VOILA &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-9071761353833761087?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/9071761353833761087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=9071761353833761087&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/9071761353833761087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/9071761353833761087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/05/2-busy-days-for-28-relaxed-onesgood.html' title='2 Busy Days for 28 Relaxed Ones...Good trade off!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/Sh25nBkPpRI/AAAAAAAABGg/mv5XfpSnOzg/s72-c/once+a+month+cooking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-2519205051007958150</id><published>2009-05-22T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:43:26.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the big ONE EIGHT</title><content type='html'>....that's eighteen months old.  I just can't believe how much change takes place in such a short amount of time!  I'm trying to savor every moment, because I know before too long I'll wish we were back here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/remix/player.swf?videoURL=http%3A%2F%2Fvid247.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fgg153%2Fjenk23%2Fa69a9cab.pbr&amp;amp;hostname=stream247.photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-2519205051007958150?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/2519205051007958150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=2519205051007958150&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/2519205051007958150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/2519205051007958150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-big-one-eight.html' title='It&apos;s the big ONE EIGHT'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-6731687830420221577</id><published>2009-05-19T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:12:07.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Makes a HUGE difference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In May we have a festival called "&lt;em&gt;Mike the Headless Chicken Festival".&lt;/em&gt; The festival is actually named after a true story. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;farmer&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fruita&lt;/span&gt; in the 1940's cut off the head of a chicken to have for dinner. Well, the chicken did not die, he actually lived for months and months. If you're really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;interested&lt;/span&gt;, feel free to click &lt;a href="http://www.miketheheadlesschicken.org/story.php"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and read the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Last May we went to the festival and the kids rode the little rides and we got our first sunburn of the summer, and also had our first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;icee&lt;/span&gt; of the summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ShNygrIAqqI/AAAAAAAABGI/2hFZGUsBUxY/s1600-h/DSC01277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337735889021872802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ShNygrIAqqI/AAAAAAAABGI/2hFZGUsBUxY/s400/DSC01277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Lauren &amp;amp; Josh on the train ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ShNygKz2SUI/AAAAAAAABGA/pimeGPJSx6c/s1600-h/DSC01275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337735880347371842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ShNygKz2SUI/AAAAAAAABGA/pimeGPJSx6c/s400/DSC01275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Lauren &amp;amp; Josh loving the train ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ShNygObqPkI/AAAAAAAABF4/SYBV4vdXtC4/s1600-h/DSC01273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337735881319661122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ShNygObqPkI/AAAAAAAABF4/SYBV4vdXtC4/s400/DSC01273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  Hope and Daddy trying to stay out of the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this year was a little different. Larry and Josh were out of town on their first Father/Son camping trip. So Lauren and I got up early and ran the "Run Like a Chicken with your Head cut off 5K". And then we came home and picked up Hope and went back to the festival. Hope went to the little petting zoo. When she saw the little goats she said "woof-woof". She thought they were dogs and was unimpressed. And then I sat her on a pony to ride thinking she would love it. Nope...she freaked out. She went to pose for a picture with a man in a chicken costume and totally freaked out (can't blame her though, that guy did look creepy). She's into the stranger danger phase. Finally we put her on the little train ride (with the help of big Sis), and she actually loved it. It's so fun to see how much they grow in just a year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ShNyhOiFYyI/AAAAAAAABGY/4smlSIdR-uA/s1600-h/DSC02779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337735898526475042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ShNyhOiFYyI/AAAAAAAABGY/4smlSIdR-uA/s400/DSC02779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    Even though they're not smiling...they did like the train ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ShNyg_L3RZI/AAAAAAAABGQ/-31Wc_XKFBI/s1600-h/DSC02777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337735894406743442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ShNyg_L3RZI/AAAAAAAABGQ/-31Wc_XKFBI/s400/DSC02777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Hope petting the dogs..er I mean goats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-6731687830420221577?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/6731687830420221577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=6731687830420221577&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/6731687830420221577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/6731687830420221577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-year-makes-huge-difference.html' title='One Year Makes a HUGE difference'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ShNygrIAqqI/AAAAAAAABGI/2hFZGUsBUxY/s72-c/DSC01277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-1468673467380454959</id><published>2009-05-15T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:19:05.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you want to know if you were dying??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know...we're ALL dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I've been thinking about this lately. One of the teachers at the kids' school just lost her husband. He was not sick, had no obvious illness, just passed away very unexpectedly...leaving behind his wife and an 8 &amp;amp; 10 year old son. I just can't imagine having someone in your life here one day, and then POOF..gone. It would be so hard to pick up the pieces and keep moving forward, although I know people do it all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But on the other hand, would you want the knowledge that your "time" is very soon?? I was following the story of a man named Randy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pausch&lt;/span&gt; who was a Professor at Carnegie Mellon University. He too was a very healthy, young father. He was diagnosed with liver cancer and given 3 months to live. He gave a reprise of his "last lecture" on The Oprah Show. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R9ya9BXClRw"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(if you have not seen it...click here and watch it. It's very neat!  If you have seen it, you HAVE to watch it again!!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;One of the things he mentions in his lecture is.. &lt;strong&gt;"I can't control the cards I'm dealt, just how I play the hand."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've met lots of Blogger friends that have gone through so many hard times, they've been dealt some pretty tough hands. It's so inspirational to see how they've played those cards, when it might have been easier to just fold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't know that I would think about this as much if I too was not a victim of cancer. I'm so fortunate to have not had a "so many months to live" come with my diagnosis, as so many people do. I do think of life &lt;em&gt;as fragile&lt;/em&gt;. It's easy to get caught up in life, you forget to live your life. It's also easy to take life for granted, you forget life could end tomorrow for you or someone close to you. But life is so good. Just ask &lt;a href="http://mytricuspidatresia.blogspot.com/"&gt;this man &lt;/a&gt;as he continues to wait month after month for a new heart, since his has not worked right from the time he was born. It's people like that that probably remember to say "thank you" after every breath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So back to my original point...I think. Would you want to know if the "end" was near for you? Would you need that time to prepare? As I was thinking about that, I realized it doesn't matter. We should actually live every day like it's our last. Tell the people we love "I love you" and be the very best we can be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(My thoughts and prayers go out to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gisner&lt;/span&gt; family.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-1468673467380454959?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/1468673467380454959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=1468673467380454959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/1468673467380454959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/1468673467380454959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/05/would-you-want-to-know-if-you-were.html' title='Would you want to know if you were dying??'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-2718188365458892119</id><published>2009-05-05T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T09:06:25.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WhirlWind Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SgBBsBR69KI/AAAAAAAABFw/BkupQ9h__eY/s1600-h/DSC02729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332334183320319138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SgBBsBR69KI/AAAAAAAABFw/BkupQ9h__eY/s400/DSC02729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had a great weekend. It was very busy. Our family came up from Salt Lake on Friday night. We had a &lt;a href="http://www.sunshinegenerationfruita.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunshine Generation&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;performance at the school. The kids were able to perform in an assembly. They were so excited, and did a great job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then Saturday morning, Lauren and I ran in the &lt;em&gt;Girls on the Run&lt;/em&gt; 5K race. We had a lot of fun. I am running another 5K in 2 weeks. I have been doing the &lt;a href="http://www.coolrunning.com/cgi-bin/moxiebin/bm_tools.cgi?print=181;s=2_3;site=1"&gt;"couch to 5K&lt;/a&gt;" running program. It's a great way for anyone to get into running. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Right after the race, we went to watch Josh's football game......in the pouring rain. He did a great job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then we had just enough time to get home and ready to go to Josh's baptism. I gave a talk on the 3 "Bears" of Baptism. And then Lauren and my friend Mindy Dare sung a duet. It was beautiful. Josh was so excited to get baptized. He's such an awesome kid! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was a very busy weekend...but we had lots of fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-2718188365458892119?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/2718188365458892119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=2718188365458892119&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/2718188365458892119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/2718188365458892119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/05/whirlwind-weekend.html' title='WhirlWind Weekend'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SgBBsBR69KI/AAAAAAAABFw/BkupQ9h__eY/s72-c/DSC02729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-2716938469459826799</id><published>2009-05-05T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T06:38:03.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office</title><content type='html'>Every night Larry will go in his office to do some work. Somehow Hope knows when Daddy is in his office and she has other plans for him. She loves to go in and sit on his lap and watch him work on the computer. I figured out why she loves it so much....he's not actually doing work when she comes in. He puts BARNEY on for her! Now I get it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SgBAK5YXBRI/AAAAAAAABFo/YTJGTcd7dDU/s1600-h/DSC02690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332332514752529682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SgBAK5YXBRI/AAAAAAAABFo/YTJGTcd7dDU/s400/DSC02690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SgBAKn3suFI/AAAAAAAABFg/bCWUNTiil44/s1600-h/DSC02691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332332510052137042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SgBAKn3suFI/AAAAAAAABFg/bCWUNTiil44/s400/DSC02691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SgBAKdRNkII/AAAAAAAABFY/C4hBgw-nZSc/s1600-h/DSC02692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332332507206357122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SgBAKdRNkII/AAAAAAAABFY/C4hBgw-nZSc/s400/DSC02692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SgBAKE9asyI/AAAAAAAABFQ/dCrCQHLkIIg/s1600-h/DSC02694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332332500680880930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SgBAKE9asyI/AAAAAAAABFQ/dCrCQHLkIIg/s400/DSC02694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-2716938469459826799?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/2716938469459826799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=2716938469459826799&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/2716938469459826799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/2716938469459826799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/05/office.html' title='The Office'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SgBAK5YXBRI/AAAAAAAABFo/YTJGTcd7dDU/s72-c/DSC02690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-5098214306212071125</id><published>2009-04-17T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:07:08.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the best EASTER intentions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had an idea for Easter morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought it was a good idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Larry did not have early morning meetings so I would have his help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We would get everyone ready, and then before we left for church, I would take the kids pictures in their Easter clothes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unfortunately, my morning was a little more hectic.  I barely had time to get me and the girls ready, let alone take any cute "before church" pictures.  Luckily I did take a couple of pics of the girls in their matching dresses (thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grammie&lt;/span&gt;) even though it was before their hair was even done.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bad news:  I have no pic's of Josh on Easter, or all 3 kids together :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good News:  I made it to church on time  FINALLY!  (thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lar&lt;/span&gt; for your help)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SejD7gYGAKI/AAAAAAAABEs/KUQy19M_mdk/s1600-h/DSC02656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325721986436300962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SejD7gYGAKI/AAAAAAAABEs/KUQy19M_mdk/s400/DSC02656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SejD7UK14DI/AAAAAAAABEk/2bZgQ06aUIc/s1600-h/DSC02655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325721983159492658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SejD7UK14DI/AAAAAAAABEk/2bZgQ06aUIc/s400/DSC02655.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/6797272232380222645-5098214306212071125?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/5098214306212071125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=5098214306212071125&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/5098214306212071125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/5098214306212071125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-easter-intentions.html' title='the best EASTER intentions'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SejD7gYGAKI/AAAAAAAABEs/KUQy19M_mdk/s72-c/DSC02656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-6948621748733679892</id><published>2009-04-04T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T08:52:17.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Italian Spaghetti Sauce</title><content type='html'>I just posted this recipe to my FB page.  So I thought I would add it here as well.  It's been a long time since I've posted a recipe.  But this is one of my favorites.  Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also known as "Chicken's Chicken Spaghetti" Made with NO chicken:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to walk through how I make it. That's the true Italian way :)&lt;br /&gt;1. brown 1 lb hambuger. drain and add 1 chopped onion and 1 garlic clove (or 1 tsp chopped garlic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. (put in a large sauce pot) 3 large cans tomato sauce, 3 small cans stewed tomatoes (I use 2 quart jars canned tomatoes), 1 small tomato paste. start simmering on low. (add the meat from step 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. brown 1 lb. Italian sausage. Drain. add pepperoni (I use the stick instead of the slices) cut it up into bite size chunks. Drain grease again. add to the sauce pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4. Now for the seasonings. Don't be afraid the adjust to your liking.&lt;br /&gt; I start with 1 TB of each of the following:&lt;br /&gt;oregano&lt;br /&gt;parsely&lt;br /&gt;basil&lt;br /&gt;rosemary&lt;br /&gt;marjoram&lt;br /&gt;thyme&lt;br /&gt;then I add a couple spinkles of red pepper flakes (add more or less for how spicy you like it)and then add 2 bay leafs (don't forget to take them out before you serve the sauce:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let it simmer all day. It makes enough to have for dinner, and then freeze 2 huge bags for future dinners. Or it's good for a very large group. Remember, don't be afraid to play around with your seasonings. It's the best spaghetti sauce you will ever eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: The recipe also calls for a small jar of mushrooms. But omit them, since I don't like them AT ALL !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-6948621748733679892?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/6948621748733679892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=6948621748733679892&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/6948621748733679892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/6948621748733679892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/04/true-italian-spaghetti-sauce.html' title='True Italian Spaghetti Sauce'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-8996164005246888479</id><published>2009-04-03T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T20:07:42.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it a mouse in the house???  Squeak once for yes!</title><content type='html'>When we moved into this house we bought a new living room set. Larry was able to get us an awesome deal on it through his work. One of things we bought was a 3 piece table set. The tables were wood with a small trim of leather on each end to match the leather furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tonight we noticed some of the leather on the end of our coffee table had been nibbled off, and the remnant bit off pieces were laying on the floor. We were pretty sure we had a mouse in the house that had nibbled away on the end of the table. Later that night we found that...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; it was definitely a mouse. A "teething" mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdbOb5RLrPI/AAAAAAAABEc/JKvWlLDaxjA/s1600-h/DSC02648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320666988409498866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdbOb5RLrPI/AAAAAAAABEc/JKvWlLDaxjA/s400/DSC02648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    (the coffee table)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdbObsdp-dI/AAAAAAAABEU/ssnk3T3tAQ8/s1600-h/DSC02647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320666984972155346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdbObsdp-dI/AAAAAAAABEU/ssnk3T3tAQ8/s400/DSC02647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   ( a closer look at the damage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdbObaiw2lI/AAAAAAAABEM/AbRbtEPaVF8/s1600-h/hope+mouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320666980161739346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdbObaiw2lI/AAAAAAAABEM/AbRbtEPaVF8/s400/hope+mouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         ( the mouse we caught)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-8996164005246888479?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/8996164005246888479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=8996164005246888479&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/8996164005246888479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/8996164005246888479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-it-mouse-in-house-squeak-once-for.html' title='Is it a mouse in the house???  Squeak once for yes!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdbOb5RLrPI/AAAAAAAABEc/JKvWlLDaxjA/s72-c/DSC02648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-8784400285485782596</id><published>2009-03-30T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:29:46.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh owns the month of April</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My little Josh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember going to the doctor to schedule an induction with my 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; baby (you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; how I love the schedule &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; things). He said he could induce me on Sunday because he was on-call that day and would be at the hospital anyway. He also said the date was April 1st, and wondered if the date would bother me. I guess he just didn't want my baby to go through life hearing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It's your birthday....April Fools!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when he asked if the date bothered me..I asked him what the next day was (meaning his schedule)..and he said "April 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;". And I thought...duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really why would April 1st bother me? If it was a day to schedule delivering a baby..then I &lt;em&gt;LOVED &lt;/em&gt;the day. Who wouldn't? And I &lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;the day even more now. Josh was born on April 1st, 2001 at 12:35pm. I was induced at 10:00am, and he was born 2 1/2 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April is Josh's month. And this year he has been very busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started playing little league football and his first game was this last Saturday. They have an excellent team, their first game ended 30-0. Josh &amp;amp; his dad are both enjoying the experience (although, I'm not sure who is enjoying it more) :). They take little league football very seriously out here. When I pulled up to the parking lot, I saw people tailgating and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BBQing&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;em&gt;little league&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Saturday night we invited some friends and families over for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; BBQ. I borrowed my friend Mark's projector and hooked up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; to it in our garage. Josh was in heaven. It was big screen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;MarioKart&lt;/span&gt;. It just doesn't get any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month Josh is getting baptized. He is so excited because turning 8 means he gets to go to scouts. He has been looking so forward to starting scouts. He's an awesome kid. I'm so lucky to have Josh as my little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE9TnLojRI/AAAAAAAABCc/Yz1y8KRMCmI/s1600-h/DSC02601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319100042045852946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE9TnLojRI/AAAAAAAABCc/Yz1y8KRMCmI/s400/DSC02601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE9Ta3GErI/AAAAAAAABCU/ssFt2hA0SWU/s1600-h/DSC02604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319100038738481842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE9Ta3GErI/AAAAAAAABCU/ssFt2hA0SWU/s400/DSC02604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE9S_s1CqI/AAAAAAAABCM/cFKwteCOCK0/s1600-h/DSC02605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319100031447665314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE9S_s1CqI/AAAAAAAABCM/cFKwteCOCK0/s400/DSC02605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE9SnabL0I/AAAAAAAABCE/nFyq77lLm3Q/s1600-h/DSC02606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319100024928022338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE9SnabL0I/AAAAAAAABCE/nFyq77lLm3Q/s400/DSC02606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (very proud daddy!)&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE9SP7hYCI/AAAAAAAABB8/yhCzw0q-WKU/s1600-h/DSC02610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319100018624389154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE9SP7hYCI/AAAAAAAABB8/yhCzw0q-WKU/s400/DSC02610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE-5EcR-DI/AAAAAAAABDE/p2487D18UkM/s1600-h/DSC02616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319101785067092018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE-5EcR-DI/AAAAAAAABDE/p2487D18UkM/s400/DSC02616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE-4tag04I/AAAAAAAABC8/dHlDbju8zkQ/s1600-h/DSC02618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319101778885661570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE-4tag04I/AAAAAAAABC8/dHlDbju8zkQ/s400/DSC02618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (one of Josh's biggest fans cheering him on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE-4BRkzQI/AAAAAAAABC0/1-UojOLAD_Q/s1600-h/DSC02621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319101767037013250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE-4BRkzQI/AAAAAAAABC0/1-UojOLAD_Q/s400/DSC02621.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/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE-4AlagMI/AAAAAAAABCs/EXtNxjWWTDA/s1600-h/DSC02632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319101766851788994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE-4AlagMI/AAAAAAAABCs/EXtNxjWWTDA/s400/DSC02632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Josh playing "big screen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;") &lt;em&gt;we did adjust it so his head was off the screen :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE-30VYo_I/AAAAAAAABCk/_T8ratqjHv4/s1600-h/DSC02633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319101763563332594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE-30VYo_I/AAAAAAAABCk/_T8ratqjHv4/s400/DSC02633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;...so with the candles. I forgot to buy a #8 candle..so I did a math puzzle for Josh. I told him his candles were 9-1= &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8 years old) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;desperate times.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6797272232380222645-8784400285485782596?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/8784400285485782596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=8784400285485782596&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/8784400285485782596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/8784400285485782596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/03/josh-own-month-of-april.html' title='Josh owns the month of April'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SdE9TnLojRI/AAAAAAAABCc/Yz1y8KRMCmI/s72-c/DSC02601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-9156156067431631457</id><published>2009-03-20T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T13:08:15.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What were YOU doing 16 years ago today???</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{Flash Back Alert....}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16 years ago today (March 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 1993) I was in my apartment getting ready to go on a date with Larry. He invited me to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mulboon's&lt;/span&gt; on the 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Floor in downtown Salt Lake City. I was ironing my clothes and getting ready. I had a feeling it was going to be a special night. Back then Larry and I used to go out a lot to nice restaurants, so it wasn't that. I just had a feeling it was going to be more:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After dinner, we went to our favorite spot. It's the view from behind the Capitol Building. Anyone from Salt Lake knows where I'm talking about. We used to drive up there all the time and just look out. It was so cool to see the entire valley; from downtown Salt Lake all the way to Sandy. And you could follow State Street all the way because it was lit up so bright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only this night, there was more than just a view to see...there was also an.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Engagement Ring!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway..that's what I was doing 16 years ago today! &lt;/span&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPyoh-sbAI/AAAAAAAABBs/QlknuXbnYUw/s1600-h/ironing+clothes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315358763357334530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPyoh-sbAI/AAAAAAAABBs/QlknuXbnYUw/s400/ironing+clothes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;(ironing my clothes for our date)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPyorfYFOI/AAAAAAAABBk/VddMsiuaWA0/s1600-h/right+before+dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315358765910332642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPyorfYFOI/AAAAAAAABBk/VddMsiuaWA0/s400/right+before+dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;(right before Larry picked me up...gotta love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;poofy&lt;/span&gt; 1990's hair)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPyn-ImzLI/AAAAAAAABBc/ThSHV8SQ6as/s1600-h/leaving+my+apartment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315358753735232690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPyn-ImzLI/AAAAAAAABBc/ThSHV8SQ6as/s400/leaving+my+apartment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;(leaving my apartment for the first time as an engaged girl!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPynnjGncI/AAAAAAAABBU/p4WesnAs1Zg/s1600-h/Ring+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315358747672354242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPynnjGncI/AAAAAAAABBU/p4WesnAs1Zg/s400/Ring+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Showing off my ring on my apartment balcony)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6797272232380222645-9156156067431631457?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/9156156067431631457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=9156156067431631457&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/9156156067431631457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/9156156067431631457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-were-you-doing-16-years-ago-today.html' title='What were YOU doing 16 years ago today???'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPyoh-sbAI/AAAAAAAABBs/QlknuXbnYUw/s72-c/ironing+clothes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-1771771906189779647</id><published>2009-03-20T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T12:41:41.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down...Set...Hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPxM1dCKsI/AAAAAAAABBM/45rja4tpPZs/s1600-h/DSC02584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPxM1dCKsI/AAAAAAAABBM/45rja4tpPZs/s400/DSC02584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315357188036897474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPxMirwfgI/AAAAAAAABBE/IBHg7Mhm72s/s1600-h/DSC02581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPxMirwfgI/AAAAAAAABBE/IBHg7Mhm72s/s400/DSC02581.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315357182998380034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPxIUYsG-I/AAAAAAAABA8/3z20Wq87rgM/s1600-h/DSC02576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPxIUYsG-I/AAAAAAAABA8/3z20Wq87rgM/s400/DSC02576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315357110440827874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh just started playing little league football.  Yesterday was their first practice with pads.  They did some tackling drills.  I think Josh is going to really enjoy football.  And he looks so cute in his uniform...(don't tell him I said that though.  You know how football guys need to be "Tough"!) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-1771771906189779647?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/1771771906189779647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=1771771906189779647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/1771771906189779647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/1771771906189779647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/03/downsethike.html' title='Down...Set...Hike'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPxM1dCKsI/AAAAAAAABBM/45rja4tpPZs/s72-c/DSC02584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-147344138270795363</id><published>2009-03-20T12:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T12:34:58.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break...with LOTS of pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, we had last week off for spring break. Larry is really busy in March getting ready for inventory at his store, so we made a tradition that I drive the kids down to Salt Lake for the week. We had tons of fun. We went to Classic Skating &amp;amp; Bounce House. Hope was alsways on the move, and loved to climb on things. And then she ran around &amp;amp; danced on the skating rink. It helped that there were only a few other people there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPr3NzWoOI/AAAAAAAAA_k/eYXT0Ucy7ig/s1600-h/DSC02509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315351319057703138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPr3NzWoOI/AAAAAAAAA_k/eYXT0Ucy7ig/s400/DSC02509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Grammie &amp;amp; Hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPr2hpKKFI/AAAAAAAAA_c/2qvC8mlkjt0/s1600-h/DSC02507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315351307203782738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPr2hpKKFI/AAAAAAAAA_c/2qvC8mlkjt0/s400/DSC02507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jared &amp;amp; Josh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPr2P3DCfI/AAAAAAAAA_U/4jvlTJiioK4/s1600-h/DSC02504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315351302430198258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 369px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPr2P3DCfI/AAAAAAAAA_U/4jvlTJiioK4/s400/DSC02504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lauren &amp;amp; Jake helping Hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPr1p2IsZI/AAAAAAAAA_M/mDwm367onWU/s1600-h/DSC02488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315351292225827218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPr1p2IsZI/AAAAAAAAA_M/mDwm367onWU/s400/DSC02488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hope always on the move)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to Hogle Zoo.  The first thing Hope did was walk up to a fence and look right at a goose.  The goose was looking right at her.  And then Hope said "Wack-Wack" (quack, quack).  Which is the only animal sound she knows.  It was cooler weather, but it turned out to be a perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPr30GWeJI/AAAAAAAAA_s/n0GgkBrdqSg/s1600-h/DSC02516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315351329337931922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPr30GWeJI/AAAAAAAAA_s/n0GgkBrdqSg/s400/DSC02516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hope looking at the geese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPtlD4Ba_I/AAAAAAAAA_0/unnMXkVv64s/s1600-h/DSC02531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPtlD4Ba_I/AAAAAAAAA_0/unnMXkVv64s/s400/DSC02531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315353206178540530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lauren, Jake, Josh &amp; Jared) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day we went to see Disney on Ice at the Energy Solutions Center.  The kids love to go to the suite because they get to eat pizza &amp; snacks while they watch the show.  This was Hope's first time going, so I didn't know if she would sit still through the whole show.  As you can see in the pic's, she LOVED the show.  She sat right up front with Grammie most of the time.  And then she came up and had pizza and treats.  She had so much fun!  Thanks so much Grammie for taking us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPtlclrP9I/AAAAAAAAA_8/IBCw-cGsCFo/s1600-h/DSC02545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPtlclrP9I/AAAAAAAAA_8/IBCw-cGsCFo/s400/DSC02545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315353212812476370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPtlqQBOZI/AAAAAAAABAE/_hkfIWbP9U0/s1600-h/DSC02549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPtlqQBOZI/AAAAAAAABAE/_hkfIWbP9U0/s400/DSC02549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315353216479738258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPtl0ZCplI/AAAAAAAABAM/vycc7u9HjwI/s1600-h/DSC02550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPtl0ZCplI/AAAAAAAABAM/vycc7u9HjwI/s400/DSC02550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315353219201934930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPtmI2cfsI/AAAAAAAABAU/LXg6BrTrkKI/s1600-h/DSC02554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPtmI2cfsI/AAAAAAAABAU/LXg6BrTrkKI/s400/DSC02554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315353224693972674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPvOKZzOII/AAAAAAAABA0/8LOJHJRQw30/s1600-h/DSC02563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPvOKZzOII/AAAAAAAABA0/8LOJHJRQw30/s400/DSC02563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315355011817093250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jared &amp; Josh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPvN6j9ZXI/AAAAAAAABAs/LDHmvgM1VrU/s1600-h/DSC02561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPvN6j9ZXI/AAAAAAAABAs/LDHmvgM1VrU/s400/DSC02561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315355007564735858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Grammie &amp; Grandpa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPvNgwU0YI/AAAAAAAABAk/A5Cr0UDTs28/s1600-h/DSC02559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 362px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPvNgwU0YI/AAAAAAAABAk/A5Cr0UDTs28/s400/DSC02559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315355000637280642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lauren, Hailee &amp; Hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPvNH-lbcI/AAAAAAAABAc/VCe10UaRnko/s1600-h/DSC02555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPvNH-lbcI/AAAAAAAABAc/VCe10UaRnko/s400/DSC02555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315354993986203074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Josh &amp; Jake)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-147344138270795363?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/147344138270795363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=147344138270795363&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/147344138270795363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/147344138270795363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-breakwith-lots-of-pics.html' title='Spring Break...with LOTS of pics!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/ScPr3NzWoOI/AAAAAAAAA_k/eYXT0Ucy7ig/s72-c/DSC02509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-4819496215660648761</id><published>2009-03-04T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:48:59.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pleasantly prescribed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/Sa79OTdqE2I/AAAAAAAAA_E/cVckXbLH804/s1600-h/RX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309459432901055330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/Sa79OTdqE2I/AAAAAAAAA_E/cVckXbLH804/s400/RX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/Sa7rJgXF-3I/AAAAAAAAA-8/qzHD97KLipI/s1600-h/RX.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, yesterday I had my 6 month CAT scan. I'm always a little nervous, because I'm just not sure how long my "free ride" will last (meaning no treatment). Well, today was my oncology appointment to talk about the results from the scan. My doctor came in and asked how I was feeling. I told her I feel really good, with occasional pains and fatigue. She said my scan looked great! She also said that my labs looked good as well. My LDH levels (that would show the cancer progressing) were in a very normal range, and that my lymph nodes have gone down a lot since my last scan in September. She said she wanted to prescribe..Acai Berry &amp;amp; prayer, because that seems to be working really well for me! It was so good to hear that if I have to have any cancer at all, the cancer I have is at least behaving well and not causing me any problems. As my doctor said...I am not in remission, but me and my cancer are co-existing just fine. She also said I look like I'm 18 years old. She's now my best friend! :) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/6797272232380222645-4819496215660648761?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/4819496215660648761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=4819496215660648761&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/4819496215660648761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/4819496215660648761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-yesterday-i-had-my-6-month-cat-scan.html' title='pleasantly prescribed'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/Sa79OTdqE2I/AAAAAAAAA_E/cVckXbLH804/s72-c/RX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-5477873952524458017</id><published>2009-02-20T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:15:27.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just love this smile.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZ8PSr06RqI/AAAAAAAAA-0/oaH5uGOowd8/s1600-h/1+year+Hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304975699742443170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZ8PSr06RqI/AAAAAAAAA-0/oaH5uGOowd8/s400/1+year+Hope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nuff  said!&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/6797272232380222645-5477873952524458017?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/5477873952524458017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=5477873952524458017&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/5477873952524458017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/5477873952524458017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-just-love-this-smile.html' title='I just love this smile.....'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZ8PSr06RqI/AAAAAAAAA-0/oaH5uGOowd8/s72-c/1+year+Hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-7167385875567475207</id><published>2009-02-17T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:22:16.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wonderful CAUSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZr_3JJiwFI/AAAAAAAAA-s/fL9GerPFM34/s1600-h/top_leukemia_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303832833996013650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZr_3JJiwFI/AAAAAAAAA-s/fL9GerPFM34/s400/top_leukemia_logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out today, a friend of my mom's has asked to add me as one of her honorees as she runs in the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Leukemia&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Lymphoma" marathon in Boise, Idaho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her name is Jodie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Quercia&lt;/span&gt; and she is running the half marathon. She is trying to raise $1800.00.  Anyone interested in donating anything at all can click&lt;a href="http://pages.teamintraining.org/id/idaho09/jquercia"&gt; HERE.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks so much!!  Jen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-7167385875567475207?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/7167385875567475207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=7167385875567475207&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/7167385875567475207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/7167385875567475207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/02/wonderful-cause.html' title='A wonderful CAUSE'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZr_3JJiwFI/AAAAAAAAA-s/fL9GerPFM34/s72-c/top_leukemia_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-8801677593417247898</id><published>2009-02-16T17:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:37:40.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Service WITH a Smile</title><content type='html'>Lauren had a wonderful idea. She wanted her &amp;amp; Josh to make a dinner for Larry and I and serve it to us as a Valentine's gift. We had a pretty busy weekend, so we decided to do it tonight. She wanted to have a "romantic Italian restaurant" theme. They set the table themselves and got dressed up. They picked the menu. They wanted dad's favorite spaghetti, garlic bread, salad and pie for dessert. So they helped me cook the dinner and got some romantic music going on the satellite radio and really set the mood.&lt;br /&gt;When dad got home, he and I (and Hope) were seated at their best table. And from that point on I must say, the service could not have been better. If I even mentioned I needed ice in my drink, a waiter was there in an instant. And the food could not have been better, had I made it myself! :)&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZoTD8iqWsI/AAAAAAAAA-k/wcdTd2gWo6o/s1600-h/menu+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303572469694225090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZoTD8iqWsI/AAAAAAAAA-k/wcdTd2gWo6o/s400/menu+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The Menu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZoTDRRN2eI/AAAAAAAAA-c/-ldTlYlyZuM/s1600-h/DSCF2197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303572458078329314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZoTDRRN2eI/AAAAAAAAA-c/-ldTlYlyZuM/s400/DSCF2197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The setting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZoTCwuD5WI/AAAAAAAAA-U/axVH-DnA5JQ/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303572449340941666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZoTCwuD5WI/AAAAAAAAA-U/axVH-DnA5JQ/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The wonderful wait staff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZoTC3XMbVI/AAAAAAAAA-M/pfYRgOy0MWA/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303572451124079954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZoTC3XMbVI/AAAAAAAAA-M/pfYRgOy0MWA/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Their best table&lt;/em&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/6797272232380222645-8801677593417247898?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/8801677593417247898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=8801677593417247898&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/8801677593417247898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/8801677593417247898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/02/service-with-smile.html' title='Service WITH a Smile'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZoTD8iqWsI/AAAAAAAAA-k/wcdTd2gWo6o/s72-c/menu+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-3047151397536915654</id><published>2009-02-15T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T09:57:43.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I think of LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZhVLey-GAI/AAAAAAAAA-E/YAI8hmVCUfk/s1600-h/3+kids+bw+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303082216962529282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZhVLey-GAI/AAAAAAAAA-E/YAI8hmVCUfk/s400/3+kids+bw+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; We had such a fun Valentine's Day. When I think of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; I think first of my husband and how lucky I am to have him in my life. It's true what they say about marrying your best friend. It makes for a very happy, loving life. The second thing I think of is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; kids. They are each so special. I am proud of each one of them. I feel so blessed to have such a wonderful family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;also makes me think of my parents, brothers, sisters-in-law, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nieces&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; nephews. I absolutely love the closeness I have with my family. They are always there for me. I can't imagine my life without them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;also makes me think of the wonderful friends near and far. I feel like I have extended my "extended" family over the past few years. I have met people who have touched my life in a way, that I now consider them a part of my family. They celebrate the good times with me, and pull me up during the hard times. And I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-3047151397536915654?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/3047151397536915654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=3047151397536915654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/3047151397536915654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/3047151397536915654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-i-think-of-love.html' title='When I think of LOVE'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZhVLey-GAI/AAAAAAAAA-E/YAI8hmVCUfk/s72-c/3+kids+bw+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-8789908063841568830</id><published>2009-02-12T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:19:40.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the WHAT??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZT0hrYbASI/AAAAAAAAA90/ex6vUCMOwTk/s1600-h/opjenn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302131520739934498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZT0hrYbASI/AAAAAAAAA90/ex6vUCMOwTk/s400/opjenn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZT0hkc9TMI/AAAAAAAAA9s/tcdMWP6bk1c/s1600-h/dvdseason1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302131518879911106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZT0hkc9TMI/AAAAAAAAA9s/tcdMWP6bk1c/s400/dvdseason1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Hope has 2 favorite shows. She watches them over &amp;amp; over. One is Barney (ever heard of it? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;) The other is called Hi-5. It is on Discovery Kids Channel. It has 2 men and 3 women that sing and dance. She LOVES Hi-5. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.......last night as we were watching American Idol we realized one of the girls trying out for the show was a girl from Hi-5 named Jen. She had to sing for survival with the girl with long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; hair and bright pink highlights. Anyway, she ended up not making the cut and I was so sad. I love to root for people I know..and I consider "knowing" her since she's in my family room several times a day. Anyway, just a little co-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;inckydink&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-8789908063841568830?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/8789908063841568830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=8789908063841568830&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/8789908063841568830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/8789908063841568830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-what.html' title='what the WHAT??'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SZT0hrYbASI/AAAAAAAAA90/ex6vUCMOwTk/s72-c/opjenn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-4605161203950827472</id><published>2009-02-04T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:05:28.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely Defining</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYpbTlDUZTI/AAAAAAAAA9k/eKgTLR7sRbk/s1600-h/n1342870422_1859067_4771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299148303476483378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYpbTlDUZTI/AAAAAAAAA9k/eKgTLR7sRbk/s400/n1342870422_1859067_4771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Jen Anderson Benson, Brandi White Gordon, Rick Olivares &amp;amp; Michelle Tresner Lyman 1989)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted for a little while because I've been busy taking care of the usual things; home, family, bills, dinners, cleaning, laundry..etc. I haven't had time to post cute pictures of what the kids are doing, or random things going on.&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday, my best friend from high school posted a bunch of pictures from way back when. It was so fun to look at them and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reminisce&lt;/span&gt;. But then I realized...life was so good back then. I mean, life is good now but, back then it was just different, really a &lt;strong&gt;defining&lt;/strong&gt; time in my life. I look at myself in the pictures and think about all the things I didn't care about then. Things I didn't &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to care about like..&lt;br /&gt;How will the current economy affect my life and my family's?&lt;br /&gt;What kind of world will my children grow up in?&lt;br /&gt;How will our current president help or hinder our country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are the daily mom things like...&lt;br /&gt;Did the kids get their lunches in their backpacks?&lt;br /&gt;Are all the bills sent and paid?&lt;br /&gt;What am I making for dinner tonight? etc, etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this specific picture because this is what my high school years were all about. My 2 best friends in the whole world (plus Rick, lucky enough to pose with us:). If you thought Jen Anderson...then you immediately thought Brandi White and Michelle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tresner&lt;/span&gt; as well. We were inseparable. We had most of our classes together, we spent every weekend together. We double-dated, we even worked fast food together (shout out to Arctic Circle). We cheered together, went to school dances together. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sluffed&lt;/span&gt; together (sorry for that mom!) We really grew up together. I have been so lucky to reconnect with a lot of my friends from high school via &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; the past few months. And it has been so much fun catching up and seeing how they're all doing. And even seeing some of them with their own kids now in high school. Crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;It was such a fun time in my life, I wanted to post about it, so in the future I can look back and remember how it feels to live carefree. To have your only worries be about ..are we riding the bus with the football players to the game, or driving ourselves? Big concerns. And I didn't worry about what was for dinner..because I already knew...we were going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;McDonalds after the game&lt;/span&gt;. And I would get the quarter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pounder&lt;/span&gt; combo with a Coke and I would always eat my fries first. And, no, I didn't have to worry if they were going straight to my hips. Not back then! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-4605161203950827472?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/4605161203950827472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=4605161203950827472&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/4605161203950827472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/4605161203950827472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/02/definitely-defining.html' title='Definitely Defining'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYpbTlDUZTI/AAAAAAAAA9k/eKgTLR7sRbk/s72-c/n1342870422_1859067_4771.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-7078545210386191023</id><published>2009-01-21T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:58:51.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin' a little BLUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SXdS_9bdIJI/AAAAAAAAA7k/gEhHbCwKqAg/s1600-h/DSC02445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293791145772261522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SXdS_9bdIJI/AAAAAAAAA7k/gEhHbCwKqAg/s320/DSC02445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SXdTBnt-wRI/AAAAAAAAA7s/V0-98sDb3Ok/s1600-h/DSC02447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293791174304121106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SXdTBnt-wRI/AAAAAAAAA7s/V0-98sDb3Ok/s320/DSC02447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SXdTCLnJMPI/AAAAAAAAA70/grfZamqHrZw/s1600-h/DSC02448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293791183939121394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SXdTCLnJMPI/AAAAAAAAA70/grfZamqHrZw/s320/DSC02448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SXdTCt_zOrI/AAAAAAAAA78/6JqegjqWPh0/s1600-h/DSC02449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293791193169345202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SXdTCt_zOrI/AAAAAAAAA78/6JqegjqWPh0/s320/DSC02449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So, I found&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blueberries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on sale for $1.00/carton at my local grocery store, and of course I thought what anyone else would have thought....homemade&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;blueberry syrup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So I bought 20 cartons and came right home and got my canning stuff out of storage. In an attempt to teach my kids how FUN and easy it is to make your own healthy food, I incorporated their help. They helped wash the berries, and then they were done. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It was a very easy process. It took about 1 hour to make 5 1/2 pints of blueberry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;syrup&lt;/span&gt;. I could have made more, but I decided to freeze half of the berries for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;When we were done, I made pancakes for the kids for bed snack and let them taste the blueberry syrup. They loved it, and were so excited that they "helped" make it! &lt;/span&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/6797272232380222645-7078545210386191023?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/7078545210386191023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=7078545210386191023&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/7078545210386191023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/7078545210386191023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/01/feelin-little-blue.html' title='Feelin&apos; a little BLUE'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SXdS_9bdIJI/AAAAAAAAA7k/gEhHbCwKqAg/s72-c/DSC02445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-7194446744844996237</id><published>2009-01-21T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T09:00:24.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye BOB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SXdPf9X3BoI/AAAAAAAAA7c/k0YoeE8VcD4/s1600-h/DSC02450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293787297466484354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SXdPf9X3BoI/AAAAAAAAA7c/k0YoeE8VcD4/s320/DSC02450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope had a best friend. She endearingly named him "Bob". I think he was her best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was there at night to comfort her, filled her hand when she needed something to carry, and most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;importantly&lt;/span&gt;..filled her tummy. Yep.."Bob" is the many bottles we have around here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At my house, at age 12 months, the bottle just goes away and all is forgotten. But of course..all of you moms out there with your last baby will know what I mean...the last is the hardest. Am I ready for her to grow up? Am I ready to give up the snuggling while she drinks her beloved milk? The answer of course was..NO! But...now that we're into the 14 month, I thought..."Do I want this little girl to be so attached to "Bob" she will never want to let go? And it will be days and nights of crying and detox? And again the answer... (resounding) NO! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, last week I introduced a new friend. His name is "S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ippy&lt;/span&gt; Cup". And lo and behold...she loves him! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good bye BOB!&lt;/span&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/6797272232380222645-7194446744844996237?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/7194446744844996237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=7194446744844996237&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/7194446744844996237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/7194446744844996237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye-bob.html' title='Goodbye BOB'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SXdPf9X3BoI/AAAAAAAAA7c/k0YoeE8VcD4/s72-c/DSC02450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797272232380222645.post-2744940205749929998</id><published>2009-01-20T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:23:03.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome, Welcome, Welcome</title><content type='html'>So, as you can see...there's been some changes.  A new year, brings a new blog.  Although I still have hope (and I still have Hope :)  my original blog started out as an update for lots of friends and family to check in during my pregnancy and stay updated through my inital cancer diagnosis.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time has gone by, I've realized how much I enjoy blogging about a lot of other things as well.  Hobbies, family and sometimes nonsense.  But it's my nonsense still the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this will be my new start to a new year.  This will be a place for me to continue updating on lots of aspects of my life, and share them with all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797272232380222645-2744940205749929998?l=bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/feeds/2744940205749929998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797272232380222645&amp;postID=2744940205749929998&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/2744940205749929998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797272232380222645/posts/default/2744940205749929998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensonsbuzz-jen.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-welcome-welcome.html' title='Welcome, Welcome, Welcome'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16561734124696777991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-kJ4hS9ZCM/SYHaqiv5IZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NFWG40uPNss/S220/scan0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
