<?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-6925683580489342039</id><updated>2011-09-19T13:55:36.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jon&amp;lori</title><subtitle type='html'>Rants and Ramblings from the Wheelwrights in Twin Falls</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-9172468985643177116</id><published>2010-12-16T14:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T14:36:01.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/TQqUUPXrlMI/AAAAAAAAAZg/YXuQZdC_wc0/s1600/IMG_2213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/TQqUUPXrlMI/AAAAAAAAAZg/YXuQZdC_wc0/s320/IMG_2213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am too lazy to send out Christmas cards!! So here is ours.&lt;br /&gt;Jon works as an outpatient physical therapist here in Twin Falls. He is still one of those crazy ultra runners as he ran several races this summer. Myles and I enjoyed cheering him on at each one. He is getting into mountain biking again and trying out some new trails. We still love to travel. It has become a little more difficult because Myles only tolerates so much of driving. We have been to Moab, which was very hot!!! I am not sure if my brother and brother in law have forgiven him for taking them biking in 100 + heat. Jon said he has never seen the parking lot empty at slick rock trail head (that should have been a sign). We also went to Bend, OR; what a beautiful place.&lt;br /&gt;Lori works part time as a pediatric occupational therapist. Myles keeps me entertained and is such a cuddly boy. We are having another boy in about 1 month/end of January. Myles will not know what to do with himself.&lt;br /&gt;Myles is now in nursery and loves it, but when he gets home he falls right to sleep from playing too hard. He loves cars, trucks, and tractors (all boy). He loves to go to the park and library with me. He loves his dogs; although they run from him.&lt;br /&gt;We hope you all have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!!!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-9172468985643177116?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/9172468985643177116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=9172468985643177116' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/9172468985643177116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/9172468985643177116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-card_16.html' title='Christmas card'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/TQqUUPXrlMI/AAAAAAAAAZg/YXuQZdC_wc0/s72-c/IMG_2213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-7280000571509286893</id><published>2010-08-19T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T20:16:14.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah, Blah, Blah, and some pictures</title><content type='html'>We're doing well.  For those that haven't heard, Myles is going to have a  little brother or sister in January.  We're pretty excited about it.   We're enjoying our summer and trying to play as much as possible.  That  about sums up what we've been up to for the last few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/TG3svJBPCwI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kmThJFLfzQY/s1600/BABY_7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/TG3svJBPCwI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kmThJFLfzQY/s320/BABY_7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507318213963090690" 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/6925683580489342039-7280000571509286893?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/7280000571509286893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=7280000571509286893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7280000571509286893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7280000571509286893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2010/08/blah-blah-blah-and-some-pictures.html' title='Blah, Blah, Blah, and some pictures'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/TG3svJBPCwI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kmThJFLfzQY/s72-c/BABY_7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-8394191608959989885</id><published>2010-08-19T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T19:39:13.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/TG3qzFH8k7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/dAYNgoJbNmo/s1600/IMG_1955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/TG3qzFH8k7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/dAYNgoJbNmo/s320/IMG_1955.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cheering on runners up at the Speedgoat 50k.  We volunteered up on Hidden Peak all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/TG3qzZIpz8I/AAAAAAAAAYg/myWT5SUSr2U/s1600/IMG_1949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/TG3qzZIpz8I/AAAAAAAAAYg/myWT5SUSr2U/s320/IMG_1949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;More Snowbird trails, happy we're not running this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/TG3qzp_410I/AAAAAAAAAYo/Un82TnNpRQ0/s1600/IMG_2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/TG3qzp_410I/AAAAAAAAAYo/Un82TnNpRQ0/s320/IMG_2002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Loving the the hotsprings up at Lowman.  Surprisingly, crazy Myles enjoyed the cold water more than the hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/TG3qz5B85JI/AAAAAAAAAYw/IZ-bzL387jQ/s1600/IMG_2094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/TG3qz5B85JI/AAAAAAAAAYw/IZ-bzL387jQ/s320/IMG_2094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The whole Wheelwright crew up at the cabin.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-8394191608959989885?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/8394191608959989885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=8394191608959989885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/8394191608959989885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/8394191608959989885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2010/08/cheering-on-runners-up-at-speedgoat-50k.html' title=''/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/TG3qzFH8k7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/dAYNgoJbNmo/s72-c/IMG_1955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-7384396883982043214</id><published>2010-02-02T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T16:41:59.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Update with a bunch of pictures</title><content type='html'>Once again we've put off updating the blog, but we're still here.  I just threw in a bunch of random pictures from the last 5 months, in no good order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jCoiz5GhI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wJz9rD6aYx0/s1600-h/kdk_0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jCoiz5GhI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wJz9rD6aYx0/s320/kdk_0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles first trip to the hot springs, he absolutely loved it.  The spout that poured warm water into the pool was the coolest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jCo-E4ymI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Uf_I4a_znFs/s1600-h/kdk_0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jCo-E4ymI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Uf_I4a_znFs/s320/kdk_0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles and I were fascinated at the Tillamook cheese factory in Oregon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-7384396883982043214?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/7384396883982043214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=7384396883982043214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7384396883982043214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7384396883982043214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_3053.html' title='Little Update with a bunch of pictures'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jCoiz5GhI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wJz9rD6aYx0/s72-c/kdk_0087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-6628848902719599412</id><published>2010-02-02T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T16:45:25.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jCRSsxUzI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/oWrlieVlzZE/s1600-h/100_1995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jCRSsxUzI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/oWrlieVlzZE/s320/100_1995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding Myles at mile 52 of the Bear in September.  Trying to talk myself into heading out again.  The race was great and I'm already looking forward to next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jCRlCEfHI/AAAAAAAAAXY/CjgWxEscy8I/s1600-h/100_1998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jCRlCEfHI/AAAAAAAAAXY/CjgWxEscy8I/s320/100_1998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish line of the Bear early Saturday morning with the pit crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jCSZdN58I/AAAAAAAAAXg/2dyaBW32YLo/s1600-h/100_1982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jCSZdN58I/AAAAAAAAAXg/2dyaBW32YLo/s320/100_1982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles and his girlfriend, Kendall, up in Midway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jCSnzQAlI/AAAAAAAAAXo/YE99GKCdm00/s1600-h/100_1978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jCSnzQAlI/AAAAAAAAAXo/YE99GKCdm00/s320/100_1978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillin' up at Targhee after the Grand Targhee 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-6628848902719599412?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/6628848902719599412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=6628848902719599412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/6628848902719599412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/6628848902719599412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_9177.html' title=''/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jCRSsxUzI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/oWrlieVlzZE/s72-c/100_1995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-7419974131147743632</id><published>2010-02-02T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T16:50:19.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jB3kgxNJI/AAAAAAAAAWw/YKlYxGH2MT0/s1600-h/100_2089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jB3kgxNJI/AAAAAAAAAWw/YKlYxGH2MT0/s320/100_2089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles and Lori enjoying the first sunshine of our vacation to Oregon.  We loved the Oregon coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jB4MfEqnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/wWht4yXT0Xw/s1600-h/100_2058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jB4MfEqnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/wWht4yXT0Xw/s320/100_2058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family picture up by Cape Disappointment in Washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jB4mG8fFI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Eutqgs_jLlU/s1600-h/100_2043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jB4mG8fFI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Eutqgs_jLlU/s320/100_2043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Lagoon with Will, Jana, and the kids in October.  Myles had his first roller coaster ride.  I'm sure he liked it a lot better than this pictures leads you to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jB4-hg8jI/AAAAAAAAAXI/c-GuigUWMLY/s1600-h/100_2028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jB4-hg8jI/AAAAAAAAAXI/c-GuigUWMLY/s320/100_2028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles thought this was the coolest ride of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-7419974131147743632?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/7419974131147743632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=7419974131147743632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7419974131147743632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7419974131147743632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_9880.html' title=''/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jB3kgxNJI/AAAAAAAAAWw/YKlYxGH2MT0/s72-c/100_2089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-2270576941414515876</id><published>2010-02-02T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T16:53:00.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jAIQWMJOI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/NuVx8gc7SPQ/s1600-h/100_2100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jAIQWMJOI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/NuVx8gc7SPQ/s320/100_2100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our favorite places on our Oregon trip.....Indian Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jAIySxRwI/AAAAAAAAAWY/PJK-0wlmRow/s1600-h/100_2109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jAIySxRwI/AAAAAAAAAWY/PJK-0wlmRow/s320/100_2109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very nice lady that wanted to hold Myles.  We couldn't understand her, but we think she thought he was a cute kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jAJVbMx8I/AAAAAAAAAWg/icz8w32qV9E/s1600-h/100_2114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jAJVbMx8I/AAAAAAAAAWg/icz8w32qV9E/s320/100_2114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannon Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jAKC8vOoI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g4hAtZNKbj0/s1600-h/100_2082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jAKC8vOoI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g4hAtZNKbj0/s320/100_2082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool as cucumbers on the beach at Seaside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-2270576941414515876?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/2270576941414515876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=2270576941414515876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/2270576941414515876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/2270576941414515876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_636.html' title=''/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2jAIQWMJOI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/NuVx8gc7SPQ/s72-c/100_2100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-691846347857964070</id><published>2010-02-02T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T16:56:03.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i_Q2MbxpI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kGiYXh1ZRf4/s1600-h/100_2196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i_Q2MbxpI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kGiYXh1ZRf4/s320/100_2196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little monster.  This is one of our favorite pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i_RLYC4jI/AAAAAAAAAVY/dv_avlS056M/s1600-h/100_2140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i_RLYC4jI/AAAAAAAAAVY/dv_avlS056M/s320/100_2140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the waterfalls in the gorge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i_RSdpoGI/AAAAAAAAAVg/x9HPtfA3Nl4/s1600-h/100_2122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i_RSdpoGI/AAAAAAAAAVg/x9HPtfA3Nl4/s320/100_2122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillin out at the waterfront in Portland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i_RyIT3NI/AAAAAAAAAVo/UADL3SzJG2A/s1600-h/100_2131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i_RyIT3NI/AAAAAAAAAVo/UADL3SzJG2A/s320/100_2131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multnomah Falls in the Gorge.  That's Myles and I up on the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-691846347857964070?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/691846347857964070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=691846347857964070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/691846347857964070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/691846347857964070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_5841.html' title=''/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i_Q2MbxpI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kGiYXh1ZRf4/s72-c/100_2196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-7281487033912096527</id><published>2010-02-02T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T17:07:02.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i-Fy7wEvI/AAAAAAAAAUw/CVGjmJ5D8mY/s1600-h/IMG_0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i-Fy7wEvI/AAAAAAAAAUw/CVGjmJ5D8mY/s320/IMG_0333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiking with Dad at Herriman State Park on the day after Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i-GbK1MxI/AAAAAAAAAU4/tY1nKhLZ1A4/s1600-h/IMG_0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i-GbK1MxI/AAAAAAAAAU4/tY1nKhLZ1A4/s320/IMG_0360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas family picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i-G8ekfGI/AAAAAAAAAVA/kbHKZTOkSyA/s1600-h/100_2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i-G8ekfGI/AAAAAAAAAVA/kbHKZTOkSyA/s320/100_2183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiking with Grandpa and Dad on Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i-HcFc0aI/AAAAAAAAAVI/c2FCr0C0if8/s1600-h/100_2189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i-HcFc0aI/AAAAAAAAAVI/c2FCr0C0if8/s320/100_2189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad turned 30 and Lori made him puffed wheat treats......awsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-7281487033912096527?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/7281487033912096527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=7281487033912096527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7281487033912096527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7281487033912096527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_9599.html' title=''/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i-Fy7wEvI/AAAAAAAAAUw/CVGjmJ5D8mY/s72-c/IMG_0333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-3247348973516668593</id><published>2010-02-02T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T17:08:43.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i8wvTcKrI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D1DoNmJ8050/s1600-h/IMG_0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i8wvTcKrI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D1DoNmJ8050/s320/IMG_0114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles was the star at his first Nativity scene on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i8w3TcwHI/AAAAAAAAAUY/8aTmt89Tdks/s1600-h/IMG_0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i8w3TcwHI/AAAAAAAAAUY/8aTmt89Tdks/s320/IMG_0154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing Peyton his cool toy from Grandma and Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i8xCKUm8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/pReEmaox1lo/s1600-h/IMG_0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i8xCKUm8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/pReEmaox1lo/s320/IMG_0167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles loved Grandpa's train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i8xcxUhRI/AAAAAAAAAUo/rN1en1MQlBo/s1600-h/IMG_0177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i8xcxUhRI/AAAAAAAAAUo/rN1en1MQlBo/s320/IMG_0177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting the unwrapping stuff figured out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-3247348973516668593?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/3247348973516668593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=3247348973516668593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/3247348973516668593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/3247348973516668593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_5151.html' title=''/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i8wvTcKrI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D1DoNmJ8050/s72-c/IMG_0114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-3368783233053557568</id><published>2010-02-02T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T17:12:40.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i7SJhoN2I/AAAAAAAAATw/vDtN-q6fmRU/s1600-h/IMG_0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i7SJhoN2I/AAAAAAAAATw/vDtN-q6fmRU/s320/IMG_0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swinging at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i7SYofCfI/AAAAAAAAAT4/7idvofMwc0c/s1600-h/IMG_0635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i7SYofCfI/AAAAAAAAAT4/7idvofMwc0c/s320/IMG_0635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles loves the bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i7S8uGk3I/AAAAAAAAAUA/EX1ujWo6gag/s1600-h/IMG_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i7S8uGk3I/AAAAAAAAAUA/EX1ujWo6gag/s320/IMG_0641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking with his walker all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i7TCSPIcI/AAAAAAAAAUI/MNONTnrEpB4/s1600-h/IMG_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i7TCSPIcI/AAAAAAAAAUI/MNONTnrEpB4/s320/IMG_0676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still loving the bath time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-3368783233053557568?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/3368783233053557568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=3368783233053557568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/3368783233053557568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/3368783233053557568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_02.html' title=''/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i7SJhoN2I/AAAAAAAAATw/vDtN-q6fmRU/s72-c/IMG_0587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-3943925043245531412</id><published>2010-02-02T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T17:10:34.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i6uCdGhtI/AAAAAAAAATQ/h9x5x4esD9o/s1600-h/IMG_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i6uCdGhtI/AAAAAAAAATQ/h9x5x4esD9o/s320/IMG_0382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading with mom, part of the nightly ritual in preparation for bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i6uViLaPI/AAAAAAAAATY/zbFdPw2sZD4/s1600-h/IMG_0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i6uViLaPI/AAAAAAAAATY/zbFdPw2sZD4/s320/IMG_0392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out how to get out of the crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i6ujlm2sI/AAAAAAAAATg/Z199KBfGV0I/s1600-h/IMG_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i6ujlm2sI/AAAAAAAAATg/Z199KBfGV0I/s320/IMG_0425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles and Lori up in the hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i6u5Cv5zI/AAAAAAAAATo/FoyoBhaEQok/s1600-h/IMG_0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i6u5Cv5zI/AAAAAAAAATo/FoyoBhaEQok/s320/IMG_0548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swings are the coolest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-3943925043245531412?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/3943925043245531412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=3943925043245531412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/3943925043245531412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/3943925043245531412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/S2i6uCdGhtI/AAAAAAAAATQ/h9x5x4esD9o/s72-c/IMG_0382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-4211966783814342636</id><published>2009-08-11T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T18:29:33.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Update from Myles</title><content type='html'>I've been hounding my folks to update this blog to no avail, so I'm doing it myself. I've been doing well. My days consists of eating, playing, rolling (that's my new trick), and sleeping. I'm a good baby when I'm fed on time and allowed to play a lot. I'll toss in some pictures of what we've been up to for the last couple months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoIRYez7vwI/AAAAAAAAAQg/CH8hiDE_EEg/s1600-h/994_1892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoIRYez7vwI/AAAAAAAAAQg/CH8hiDE_EEg/s320/994_1892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368872818064473858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first trip to the Wheelwright cabin, and I can't wait to go back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoIRXeA2XHI/AAAAAAAAAQY/n1FACZl6Rqc/s1600-h/994_1889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoIRXeA2XHI/AAAAAAAAAQY/n1FACZl6Rqc/s320/994_1889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368872800670342258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am chillin with Dad and the cousins over by the old miner cabin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoIRWnH5v6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wzJiuf-xjKI/s1600-h/994_1882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoIRWnH5v6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wzJiuf-xjKI/s320/994_1882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368872785935974306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Wheelwright gave me a bath in her sink.  I sometimes poop in the bathtub, and I was contemplating doing just that when they took my picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoIRU0Z_xTI/AAAAAAAAAQI/TOlFFY7PU3w/s1600-h/994_1874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoIRU0Z_xTI/AAAAAAAAAQI/TOlFFY7PU3w/s320/994_1874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368872755141788978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one for the ladies.  My parents said that I probably wouldn't wear another tux until prom.  Look out girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoITLxHQofI/AAAAAAAAAQw/vSC6vyi8Kq0/s1600-h/994_1921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoITLxHQofI/AAAAAAAAAQw/vSC6vyi8Kq0/s320/994_1921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368874798662328818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first semi-real meal, rice cereal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoITLTerueI/AAAAAAAAAQo/VRxzWvfHhps/s1600-h/994_1927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoITLTerueI/AAAAAAAAAQo/VRxzWvfHhps/s320/994_1927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368874790707509730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a nap during a camping trip up at Warm Creek.  I sleep better if I can suck on my thumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoIXbU-C6aI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/DhEndm0ZDQQ/s1600-h/994_1868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoIXbU-C6aI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/DhEndm0ZDQQ/s320/994_1868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368879464031906210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a nap with Luci and Cannon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoIXcvb0VOI/AAAAAAAAARI/JpZwFXHm9_g/s1600-h/994_1792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoIXcvb0VOI/AAAAAAAAARI/JpZwFXHm9_g/s320/994_1792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368879488315970786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad had a conference in Portland and took this picture from the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoIXb8k0j-I/AAAAAAAAARA/ugEIoGPjymc/s1600-h/994_1861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoIXb8k0j-I/AAAAAAAAARA/ugEIoGPjymc/s320/994_1861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368879474663526370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking up the gorge, Dad promised we we would go there on vacation sometime soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-4211966783814342636?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/4211966783814342636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=4211966783814342636' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/4211966783814342636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/4211966783814342636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-update-from-myles.html' title='Summer Update from Myles'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SoIRYez7vwI/AAAAAAAAAQg/CH8hiDE_EEg/s72-c/994_1892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-7045449096328256596</id><published>2009-05-18T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:11:05.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Myles blessing weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH4YNR68PI/AAAAAAAAAP4/I5yUfDc4C6Q/s1600-h/994_1778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH4YNR68PI/AAAAAAAAAP4/I5yUfDc4C6Q/s320/994_1778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337320128176124146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH4X-Z3H5I/AAAAAAAAAPw/YD0FR2ETHcg/s1600-h/994_1775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH4X-Z3H5I/AAAAAAAAAPw/YD0FR2ETHcg/s320/994_1775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337320124182896530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and I and the two babies. still a little wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH4Xi9QCSI/AAAAAAAAAPo/dTL8sP8ZeJE/s1600-h/994_1774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH4Xi9QCSI/AAAAAAAAAPo/dTL8sP8ZeJE/s320/994_1774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337320116815137058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles kept trying to take her pacifier and she slept through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH4XQeDPiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/R65rhAS0j6U/s1600-h/994_1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH4XQeDPiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/R65rhAS0j6U/s320/994_1766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337320111852437026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH2lW0PjqI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ls9hgcO7MLg/s1600-h/994_1765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH2lW0PjqI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ls9hgcO7MLg/s320/994_1765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337318155051044514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family photo on Myles blessing day. Good thing you can't see his face because he has had it by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH2lD0hQmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-4j3kywIQ0k/s1600-h/994_1757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH2lD0hQmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-4j3kywIQ0k/s320/994_1757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337318149951930978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH2kymkFcI/AAAAAAAAAPI/zmfnBi1oLeQ/s1600-h/994_1756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH2kymkFcI/AAAAAAAAAPI/zmfnBi1oLeQ/s320/994_1756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337318145329993154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he handsome in his little tux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH2kl9WpfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/924QK5mHDeA/s1600-h/994_1754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH2kl9WpfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/924QK5mHDeA/s320/994_1754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337318141935920626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porter family representin' !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH2kIUjA8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/UQiFoXHV3k0/s1600-h/994_1747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH2kIUjA8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/UQiFoXHV3k0/s320/994_1747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337318133980136386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Tammy's wedding. Just a short six years ago we were in the same place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-7045449096328256596?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/7045449096328256596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=7045449096328256596' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7045449096328256596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7045449096328256596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2009/05/myles-blessing-weekend.html' title='Myles blessing weekend'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/ShH4YNR68PI/AAAAAAAAAP4/I5yUfDc4C6Q/s72-c/994_1778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-4813126059558447011</id><published>2009-04-16T20:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:19:45.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Myles First Little Outing</title><content type='html'>We had heard that Shoshone Falls was flowing pretty good this week so we decided to go see it.  It was impressive.  If you're passing by Twin anytime soon, it's worth seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/Sef0b7TzqwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/2O8r7Esv8qQ/s1600-h/100_1662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/Sef0b7TzqwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/2O8r7Esv8qQ/s320/100_1662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325493845003315970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the 3 of us taking it easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/Sef0bml8seI/AAAAAAAAAOo/KiN9PwpvHeE/s1600-h/100_1674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/Sef0bml8seI/AAAAAAAAAOo/KiN9PwpvHeE/s320/100_1674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325493839442260450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/Sef0beiPJvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/uADSov3og50/s1600-h/100_1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/Sef0beiPJvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/uADSov3og50/s320/100_1681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325493837279209202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More water.  Can't think of anything else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/Sef0bD_t62I/AAAAAAAAAOY/zM_cIxVA5aU/s1600-h/100_1676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/Sef0bD_t62I/AAAAAAAAAOY/zM_cIxVA5aU/s320/100_1676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325493830155103074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family portrait.  It killed Lori to have Myles anywhere close to the railing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-4813126059558447011?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/4813126059558447011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=4813126059558447011' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/4813126059558447011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/4813126059558447011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2009/04/myles-first-little-outing.html' title='Myles First Little Outing'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/Sef0b7TzqwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/2O8r7Esv8qQ/s72-c/100_1662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-1640943946397963862</id><published>2009-04-05T14:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T14:30:10.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Myles....just about all grown up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;A few more pictures here.  We're all doing well.  I'm getting plenty of sleep for those concerned about me, Lori's getting a little less.  The baby is basically eating, sleeping, and not much more. We're really enjoying the little guy in our home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdkiC1fSE1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/69rLV_PaUZg/s1600-h/100_1648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdkiC1fSE1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/69rLV_PaUZg/s320/100_1648.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321321866828321618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the rare times that he's awake and not eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdkiCj2gWkI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ahkZTj8Cq-o/s1600-h/100_1635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdkiCj2gWkI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ahkZTj8Cq-o/s320/100_1635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321321862093888066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chillin' out with Grandpa Wheelwright at the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdkiCgVc6fI/AAAAAAAAAOA/dqNFyKxI87Q/s1600-h/100_1642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdkiCgVc6fI/AAAAAAAAAOA/dqNFyKxI87Q/s320/100_1642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321321861149944306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scheming with Dad.  Looking for trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdkiCN7s5_I/AAAAAAAAAN4/djwKdmxB9D0/s1600-h/100_1645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdkiCN7s5_I/AAAAAAAAAN4/djwKdmxB9D0/s320/100_1645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321321856210102258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cousin Lexi and Myles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-1640943946397963862?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/1640943946397963862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=1640943946397963862' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/1640943946397963862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/1640943946397963862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-mylesjust-about-all-grown-up.html' title='More Myles....just about all grown up'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdkiC1fSE1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/69rLV_PaUZg/s72-c/100_1648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-4736837945987552035</id><published>2009-03-31T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:49:11.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Myles Browning Wheelwright</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdLV5WlVtMI/AAAAAAAAANw/zHNLTLBzGJ4/s1600-h/100_1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdLV5WlVtMI/AAAAAAAAANw/zHNLTLBzGJ4/s320/100_1623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319549291169428674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdLV5D-TcyI/AAAAAAAAANo/VXdSKaAtrQ0/s1600-h/100_1628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdLV5D-TcyI/AAAAAAAAANo/VXdSKaAtrQ0/s320/100_1628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319549286173864738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the little guy at about 8 minutes of age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdLEJ8XXvUI/AAAAAAAAANg/A2_grbo5CpI/s1600-h/100_1620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdLEJ8XXvUI/AAAAAAAAANg/A2_grbo5CpI/s320/100_1620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319529784979995970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdLEJk4y-aI/AAAAAAAAANY/cnFKoooV90g/s1600-h/100_1621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdLEJk4y-aI/AAAAAAAAANY/cnFKoooV90g/s320/100_1621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319529778677741986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 lbs. .04 oz.  21 inches long.  We'll get a family shot soon.  Lori is doing great, a very proud mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-4736837945987552035?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/4736837945987552035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=4736837945987552035' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/4736837945987552035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/4736837945987552035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2009/03/myles-browning-wheelwright.html' title='Myles Browning Wheelwright'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SdLV5WlVtMI/AAAAAAAAANw/zHNLTLBzGJ4/s72-c/100_1623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-7515650962409331166</id><published>2009-02-19T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:05:49.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still #1</title><content type='html'>This is for Logan. Tonight was our ward pinewood derby.  They let some of us older guys get involved to make things interesting.  My nephew Logan let me borrow his car which was fresh off of a big win in Rexburg a month ago.  The car has still got speed.  It didn't matter what lane we put it in, we still won by a about a car length.  I talked a lot of trash to those kids.  It was a lot of fun.  I almost got in a fight wth one of the Webelos, but victory was so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZ4aWj5Ne-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/WT-rTfJuFTY/s1600-h/100_1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZ4aWj5Ne-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/WT-rTfJuFTY/s320/100_1606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304706385983667170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan's speedster winning another round.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZ4aWAy6lzI/AAAAAAAAANA/drMzEGfRfv8/s1600-h/100_1602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZ4aWAy6lzI/AAAAAAAAANA/drMzEGfRfv8/s320/100_1602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304706376562022194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of car, just not any fast enough to beat Logan's.  Thanks Logan!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-7515650962409331166?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/7515650962409331166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=7515650962409331166' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7515650962409331166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7515650962409331166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2009/02/still-1.html' title='Still #1'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZ4aWj5Ne-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/WT-rTfJuFTY/s72-c/100_1606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-5950848974781107829</id><published>2009-02-17T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T07:01:50.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moab 2009!!</title><content type='html'>Lori and I just got back from Moab last night. It was our last final getaway before the big day. We chose Moab first and foremost due to the fact that Lori had never been in the area before. A secondary and very minor factor was that there was a race down there that I wanted to run. It was a good time. We left early Friday morning and got down there at around 4:00 after stopping for a couple hours in Salt Lake and stopping to let Lori use a bathroom every other exit. I'm told it's a pregnancy thing. The race was tough but a lot of fun. The terrain was unlike anything I'd ever run.  The key was constantly looking for the pink markers without forgetting to watch where you're stepping.  Anyway, we ended up taking in a bit of Canyonlands and Arches for a couple days. Weather ended up being great and there weren't too many people down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZuE32uy6nI/AAAAAAAAAM4/HMe-FgK5AI0/s1600-h/100_1517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303979081278351986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZuE32uy6nI/AAAAAAAAAM4/HMe-FgK5AI0/s320/100_1517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling fresh 3 seconds into the race, it didn't last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZuENLJlGQI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qFK85AzFfZE/s1600-h/100_1546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303978348025026818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZuENLJlGQI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qFK85AzFfZE/s320/100_1546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Wilson Arch. Lori and I raced up to it. She lost even though I gave her a head start.  Of course she played the "8 months pregnant card" as an excuse.  She's using that for everything now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZuBy17zibI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ILudvoo9dyM/s1600-h/100_1579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303975696630254002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZuBy17zibI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ILudvoo9dyM/s320/100_1579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand the signs.  I'm sure if they knew our pets, they would be fine with having them on the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZuByqZhvKI/AAAAAAAAAMg/v9vpHAe5gaM/s1600-h/100_1569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303975693533691042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZuByqZhvKI/AAAAAAAAAMg/v9vpHAe5gaM/s320/100_1569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my wife pulling a George Costanza pose under Delicate Arch. We were the only ones up at the arch yesterday morning, kind of a rare thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZuByc57WpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/QnfSm1aJrVs/s1600-h/100_1558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303975689911491218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZuByc57WpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/QnfSm1aJrVs/s320/100_1558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mesa Arch in Canyonlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZuByOM_vgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WwRX5bDulwg/s1600-h/100_1523a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303975685964938754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZuByOM_vgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WwRX5bDulwg/s320/100_1523a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the sunset on the Colorado River.  Lori may argue this, but I thought it was very good Valentines Day venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZuBx873VSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_Ztwvo6URB0/s1600-h/100_1550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303975681329681698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZuBx873VSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_Ztwvo6URB0/s320/100_1550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lori hates heights, and she endured a lot of them this trip. &lt;br /&gt;More about Lori: I was talking to friend during the race about how great wives are for letting us be involved in our crazy sport of ultrarunning.  My wife is absolutely amazing and I probably don't give her enough credit for always supporting me in what I do.  There's nobody else I would want to think about spending my crazy life with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-5950848974781107829?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/5950848974781107829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=5950848974781107829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/5950848974781107829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/5950848974781107829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2009/02/moab-2009.html' title='Moab 2009!!'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SZuE32uy6nI/AAAAAAAAAM4/HMe-FgK5AI0/s72-c/100_1517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-8000422136212519335</id><published>2009-02-08T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:08:13.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addition to the Family.....Should We Keep Him</title><content type='html'>This week was lots of fun.  Lori had another ultrasound on Monday and we got some excellent images of Mason, Myles, Austin, Tyler, or Cole.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SY-W-UNKgjI/AAAAAAAAAL4/xGMo5ymjDdE/s1600-h/BABY_22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SY-W-UNKgjI/AAAAAAAAAL4/xGMo5ymjDdE/s320/BABY_22.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300621283758342706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at how ripped and huge his arm is, and also how he is showing it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SY-W-cOrpaI/AAAAAAAAALw/MkqZazJggUA/s1600-h/BABY_20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SY-W-cOrpaI/AAAAAAAAALw/MkqZazJggUA/s320/BABY_20.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300621285912192418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's also got his Dad's big head, still cute though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On different note, we're finally getting a fence.  We've been looking forward to getting one for awhile.  Hopefully we'll have it done in a few weeks.  We wanted one to get another dog.  We kind of got ahead of ourselves yesterday.  This is Jack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SY-ZhU8p1vI/AAAAAAAAAMA/dmq2qM3VzrI/s1600-h/100_1502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SY-ZhU8p1vI/AAAAAAAAAMA/dmq2qM3VzrI/s320/100_1502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300624084276205298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made the mistake of stopping by the animal shelter the other day, then spent the next two days talking him up to Lori.  He completely won her over yesterday when we went to look, and she basically refused to leave him there.  They let us take him temporarily for a month or so.  He's about the best-mannered dog I've ever seen.  He has completly thrown Tank's world out of whack, but things are getting better.   The only down-side is that he's pretty out-of-shape.  I was hoping for a good running partner but it'll be a couple months before this guy is good for more than a couple miles.  This weekend we're off to Moab, we'll post again after that.  Later......  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-8000422136212519335?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/8000422136212519335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=8000422136212519335' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/8000422136212519335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/8000422136212519335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-addition-to-familyshould-we-keep.html' title='New Addition to the Family.....Should We Keep Him'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SY-W-UNKgjI/AAAAAAAAAL4/xGMo5ymjDdE/s72-c/BABY_22.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-5804429906541097915</id><published>2009-01-13T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:15:53.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Confessions of a Pregnant Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SW1Vysq0pMI/AAAAAAAAALM/1t7CJaLcOB4/s1600-h/100_1497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SW1Vysq0pMI/AAAAAAAAALM/1t7CJaLcOB4/s320/100_1497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290979466702791874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SW1VyYCIlHI/AAAAAAAAALE/L6KGIMXbP2E/s1600-h/100_1500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SW1VyYCIlHI/AAAAAAAAALE/L6KGIMXbP2E/s320/100_1500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290979461163422834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;div style="border-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 3px; width: auto; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;I have been told I need to put preg pictures on. So here it is 29 weeks and all of my glory. I thought you all would enjoy my true confessions of pregnancy. So here is the scene. I was running late at work and I had to go straight to mutual. What is the worst thing you can do for a pregnant lady? no dinner! So I stopped at McDonald's drive through at a gas station for a quick bite to eat. So there I was hunched down in my car, in the dark, listening to Glen Beck, scarfing my dollar menu burger, feeling as fat as I can be. This is the remenance of my true confessions. Now Jon likes to make to jokes. My favorite one is after he opens the refrigerator, "I am suprised there is still food in here!"&lt;br /&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/6925683580489342039-5804429906541097915?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/5804429906541097915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=5804429906541097915' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/5804429906541097915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/5804429906541097915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2009/01/true-confessions-of-pregnant-lady.html' title='True Confessions of a Pregnant Lady'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SW1Vysq0pMI/AAAAAAAAALM/1t7CJaLcOB4/s72-c/100_1497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-111008166325025424</id><published>2008-11-12T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:06:14.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What We've Been Up To</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've discovered that we're just not good bloggers. This realization came to us when a few friends told us that we're terrible bloggers, and we're good at picking up on those kinds of hints. The huge question that's on everybody's mind, now that we know who the next president will be, is "What has Jon and Lori been up to for the past few months?" I think a picture would say a lot here, so here you go.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited Yet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SRuMMditMKI/AAAAAAAAAKc/otZcaLTjOtk/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267958334856442018" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SRuMMditMKI/AAAAAAAAAKc/otZcaLTjOtk/s320/us.jpg" border="0" style="width: 320px; height: 243px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, a baby is on the way. Before you start looking for my long gangly legs or Lori's huge feet, I should say that this isn't actually a picture of our baby. I found this little guys picture on the internet but the resemblence is uncanny, except that I think you can already see that our little guy is going to have a monsterous unibrow. No surprises there. I'll put one of ours on when I get a chance. But anway, it's a going to be a boy. We're pretty gitty at this point. Lori's gaining respect for the whole pregnancy ordeal. She doesn't think April will come soon enough, our due date is April 1. As far as other stuff, we've been working a lot and playing a lot.&lt;div&gt;I finished my first 100 mile race, the Bear.  It was an amazing experience and I'm already looking forward to my next 100.  The race started in Providence and ended at Bear Lake.  I ended up having some crazy stomach issues and vomited about 10 times between miles 25-50.  I ended up finishing slower than I had planned, but I guess I'll be satisfied with just a finish.   Here's some pictures.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SRutT12WcXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/xPmf8ZxbjRQ/s1600-h/IMGA0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SRutT12WcXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/xPmf8ZxbjRQ/s320/IMGA0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267994745524089202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my dad and I at the start.  If I look a little upset in the picture, it's because I blame him for getting me into this whole running thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SRutTiPyVkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/xtVl0KHXKg8/s1600-h/100_1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SRutTiPyVkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/xtVl0KHXKg8/s320/100_1471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267994740262065730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sunrise, a sunset, and a lot of vomiting later.  Here's Brian and I coming into The Franklin Basin aid station.  I ended up tagging along with Brian and his pacers, Rich and Dave, for 25 miles.  They helped me out with a huge morale boost after having been so sick and depressed for hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SRuxTVcTnpI/AAAAAAAAAK8/laK28PK_8eE/s1600-h/100_1473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SRuxTVcTnpI/AAAAAAAAAK8/laK28PK_8eE/s320/100_1473.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267999134871428754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brad Lewis, my pacer from 75-100, and I finishing off the last 50 yards in Fish Haven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SRuxS4L9_BI/AAAAAAAAAK0/KW-uumtFW4E/s1600-h/100_1481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SRuxS4L9_BI/AAAAAAAAAK0/KW-uumtFW4E/s320/100_1481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267999127018273810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't be standing in this picture if it wasn't for being able to just hang onto Lori.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bear100.com/Bear%20100%202008%20Photo%20Album/images/CIMG0335_jpg.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 730px; height: 548px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A small taste of the scenery along the course.  This is looking across Tony Grove Lake at mile 50.  The aid station is on the other side of the lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6925683580489342039-111008166325025424?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/111008166325025424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=111008166325025424' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/111008166325025424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/111008166325025424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-weve-been-up-to.html' title='What We&apos;ve Been Up To'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SRuMMditMKI/AAAAAAAAAKc/otZcaLTjOtk/s72-c/us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-4480241634922556061</id><published>2008-06-25T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T19:38:37.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Special, Just an Update</title><content type='html'>I'm doing an update to further procrastinate some paperwork I should probably get done for work, oh well.  We're doing well.  I (Jon) started work at another clinic about 3 weeks ago.  I miss some of the kids I was working with quite a bit, but I think the new place is a better fit for me overall.  I'm in an orthopedic clinic, which is much more along the lines of what I'm interested in.  I also spend a couple hours a week in home health and at an extended care center.  The big downside is that Lori and I have to go 10 hours at a time without seeing each other.  Needless to say, we both get a little emotional with each time we kiss each other good-bye every morning.  There are some long, heart-wrenching embraces before we have to both go our separate ways.  Lunches often involve tears.  On the flip side, there is a precious reunion each evening when we both get home.   It's all tender, I guess we'll just have to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;I think the huge news is that we finally got our couches.  We were told we'd need to wait 2 weeks for them and got them a little over 9 weeks later.  They aren't the most comfortable things in the world but they fit the living room pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SGL1fPBNeJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/5DaYCRAI14s/s1600-h/100_1419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SGL1fPBNeJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/5DaYCRAI14s/s320/100_1419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216001235404814482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tank likes that they provide an excellent vantage point to make sure all is good in the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SGL1e3zp4qI/AAAAAAAAAHY/QaT0UwVCNfg/s1600-h/100_1401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SGL1e3zp4qI/AAAAAAAAAHY/QaT0UwVCNfg/s320/100_1401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216001229173940898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lori completed the Sawtooth Relay a couple weeks ago for the second straight year.  That's Suzie in the picture, she works over at the other clinic.  She begged to be put on our blog.  She said it would make her feel like a movie star.  Here you go Suzie, you owe us big time.  I think she already misses working with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SGMAap6VmuI/AAAAAAAAAHo/JGJSTTHiHnE/s1600-h/IMG_3364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SGMAap6VmuI/AAAAAAAAAHo/JGJSTTHiHnE/s320/IMG_3364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216013251352304354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was at Squaw Peak, the toughest run I've done to date.  You can't see the rain, but it was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/LORDOF%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/LORDOF%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SGL1eP6nVkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/s_hc4IwAKU4/s1600-h/2559996317_c21e957f6d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SGL1eP6nVkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/s_hc4IwAKU4/s320/2559996317_c21e957f6d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216001218465715778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of mud and snow on top of the already rocky, steep course.  I couldn't believe the snow coming down that morning.  June isn't supposed to be like that.  All that having been said, it was a very fun time.  Almost 51 miles with over 14000 feet of ascent.  I'm looking forward to going back next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SGL1eVqMoEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Ln8WfYlP8CU/s1600-h/100_1400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SGL1eVqMoEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Ln8WfYlP8CU/s320/100_1400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216001220007469122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilling at Vivian Park after a day of running.  On a different note, does anybody else think it's high time for us to have a baby.  We treat Tank far too well, he basically runs our house.  Anyway, that's it for now......Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-4480241634922556061?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/4480241634922556061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=4480241634922556061' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/4480241634922556061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/4480241634922556061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2008/06/nothing-special-just-update.html' title='Nothing Special, Just an Update'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SGL1fPBNeJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/5DaYCRAI14s/s72-c/100_1419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-7355363179191805293</id><published>2008-06-01T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T15:47:41.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Vacation........in Twin Falls</title><content type='html'>We took this last week off from the stresses of work and shaving.  I guess Lori shaved, just not me.  It was nice.  We were thinking of traveling a bit more than we did, perhaps back out to the coast, but decided to try to get some things done around the homestead.  We ended up putting in 4 trees around the yard, and we feel that at least 2 of those are going to make it through the summer.  We also did some house cleaning and organizing.  As I put some blinds up on the windows upstairs, I had one of those harsh realizations that I am getting way too old and even a bit mature.  We did end up having some fun though and made it out camping Friday night.  We went on a loop out through Oakley, City of Rocks, Almo, and then back into Burley.  It was beautiful down there.   We'll add pictures, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SEMlYkh2D3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/at1nSngdMnE/s1600-h/100_1380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SEMlYkh2D3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/at1nSngdMnE/s320/100_1380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207046698223144818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for mischief in Oakley Idaho.....very pretty and quiet town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SEMlZbPXdoI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0dPqK7G06RM/s1600-h/100_1382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SEMlZbPXdoI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0dPqK7G06RM/s320/100_1382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207046712909592194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lori loves it when I have her set up camp in the dark while I practice my killer photography skills.  We found out in the morning that we were camping on private property.  Ya, we're basically outlaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SEMlZ4WWPtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aoQJ5ZcmWbM/s1600-h/100_1386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SEMlZ4WWPtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aoQJ5ZcmWbM/s320/100_1386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207046720723500754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SEMlakFtkeI/AAAAAAAAAGw/YLcBoldmxiQ/s1600-h/100_1390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SEMlakFtkeI/AAAAAAAAAGw/YLcBoldmxiQ/s320/100_1390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207046732464886242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City of Rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SEMlbbmOfII/AAAAAAAAAG4/xwle2IKLSEQ/s1600-h/100_1393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SEMlbbmOfII/AAAAAAAAAG4/xwle2IKLSEQ/s320/100_1393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207046747365211266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Castle Rocks, it's got the same look as City of Rocks but with a big grass field in the middle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-7355363179191805293?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/7355363179191805293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=7355363179191805293' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7355363179191805293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7355363179191805293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-vacationin-twin-falls.html' title='Our Vacation........in Twin Falls'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SEMlYkh2D3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/at1nSngdMnE/s72-c/100_1380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-6636025814028068811</id><published>2008-05-28T07:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T08:03:20.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend at the Cabin and the Long Way Home</title><content type='html'>No news regarding my progress towards doing the Bushman thing, still only dreams.  We've had some good times lately.  My Grandma celebrated her 90th birthday this last weekend.  We went to a surprise birthday party for her in Boise.  It was great to see everybody.  We spent the weekend up at the cabin with Will and his family, along with my parents, at the cabin.  It was great being up there in the spring.  It was very green and there was water everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, we drove the long way back to Twin Falls.  We went up through Loman, Stanley, and then down through Sun Valley.  We were going to camp and divide the drive up, but weather wasn't cooperating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1vVpWdQ5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/WYQx3wJWudw/s1600-h/100_1337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1vVpWdQ5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/WYQx3wJWudw/s320/100_1337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205439161978143634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Lexie keeping an eye on Tank at the cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1vW5WdQ7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/PFLRSwPjWc0/s1600-h/100_1347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1vW5WdQ7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/PFLRSwPjWc0/s320/100_1347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205439183452980146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirkham Hot Springs, just outside of Loman.  The water was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1vXZWdQ8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/DHL14K6VyLs/s1600-h/100_1352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1vXZWdQ8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/DHL14K6VyLs/s320/100_1352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205439192042914754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little pool was a little shallow, but real nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1vYJWdQ9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/jnXyLR9ThYw/s1600-h/100_1364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1vYJWdQ9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/jnXyLR9ThYw/s320/100_1364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205439204927816658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillin' like a couple of Villains, with the Sawtooth's in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1wcpWdQ-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/ubxL1ESyew0/s1600-h/100_1370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1wcpWdQ-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/ubxL1ESyew0/s320/100_1370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205440381748855778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stanley Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1wdZWdQ_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/RdbCguCkAS8/s1600-h/100_1371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1wdZWdQ_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/RdbCguCkAS8/s320/100_1371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205440394633757682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just chilling at the beach at Redfish Lake.  The sign said that pets were not allowed on the beach, it's a good thing tank is more of a guard dog than a pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1wd5WdRAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/dbrDT78VDDk/s1600-h/100_1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1wd5WdRAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/dbrDT78VDDk/s320/100_1376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205440403223692290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the view from Galena's Summit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1weZWdRBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nU04b-aRAF8/s1600-h/100_1378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1weZWdRBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nU04b-aRAF8/s320/100_1378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205440411813626898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool little town of Ketchum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This loop was one of the most beautiful drives I've seen.  I look forward to going back up and exploring some more this summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-6636025814028068811?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/6636025814028068811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=6636025814028068811' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/6636025814028068811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/6636025814028068811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2008/05/weekend-at-cabin-and-long-way-home.html' title='Weekend at the Cabin and the Long Way Home'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SD1vVpWdQ5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/WYQx3wJWudw/s72-c/100_1337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-1624672807881499689</id><published>2008-04-06T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T19:34:00.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Possible Career Change</title><content type='html'>I think I've found what I really want to do with the rest of my life.  I certainly love working as a physical therapist, but I always knew I could only practice therapy until I found something that fit me better.  I always thought I'd make the switch once my ninja career took off, but then I came across The Bushman in San Francisco.  Check out the video.......that's what I want to do.  Talk about living the dream, it doesn't get any better than scaring the crap out of people, old and young alike, all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=aVI3Y9VT8uE"&gt;YouTube - San Francisco Bush Man by Sam Sweeney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched this guy for an hour while eating and were thoroughly entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SAFsCV4nyQI/AAAAAAAAADw/iJjhr8NuZlM/s1600-h/100_1298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SAFsCV4nyQI/AAAAAAAAADw/iJjhr8NuZlM/s320/100_1298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188547033197693186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun in San Francisco last weekend.  We really can't get enough of that city.  Lori had a conference for three days at Fort Mason, and I thought the good-husband thing to do would be to accompany her and take advantage of the available rental car and hotel room that she had already paid for.  We flew in Thursday night and left on Sunday afternoon.  We stayed right on Fisherman's Warf.  We enjoyed being able to see my cousins and Grandparents Saturday night.  For the most part, I was able to explore a lot while Lori was in her classes.  After she got out, I got to explore a lot more.  Here are a few more photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SAFsjl4nyRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6URrf0NQAAk/s1600-h/100_1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SAFsjl4nyRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6URrf0NQAAk/s320/100_1303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188547604428343570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Lori up on Telegraph Hill overlooking Alcatraz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SAFtgl4nySI/AAAAAAAAAEA/d7KWBQKYzyw/s1600-h/100_1305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SAFtgl4nySI/AAAAAAAAAEA/d7KWBQKYzyw/s320/100_1305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188548652400363810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Lori modeling with the Goldengate Bridge Sunset Scene in the background.....breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SAFuaV4nyTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/AV2_dNGzy10/s1600-h/100_1300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SAFuaV4nyTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/AV2_dNGzy10/s320/100_1300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188549644537809202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me just chillin' like a villain with the big city in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5679/621/1600/GGBridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5679/621/1600/GGBridge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I had to take advantage of the hills close by in Marin County.  I went on a beautiful run overlooking the coast.  It's part of the Miwok 100 race, I'll definitely be wanting to run the race someday.  It was a beautiful run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5679/621/1600/Thelastmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5679/621/1600/Thelastmile.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another picture from the hills.  Running in the Columbia River Gorge one weekend and then in the Marin Headlands the next weekend; needless to say, it was difficult coming back down to reality.&lt;br /&gt;More about the Bushman career aspirations.  I'm going to see what I can do on the streets of Twin Falls.  We'll see how it goes, I'll keep everybody posted.  Later.......Jon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-1624672807881499689?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/1624672807881499689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=1624672807881499689' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/1624672807881499689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/1624672807881499689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2008/04/youtube-san-francisco-bush-man-by-sam.html' title='Possible Career Change'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/SAFsCV4nyQI/AAAAAAAAADw/iJjhr8NuZlM/s72-c/100_1298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-1062942071009460210</id><published>2008-03-28T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:16:15.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Continueing Education....or something like that</title><content type='html'>I'm chilling alone on a Friday night here in Portland.  I woke up at 3:00 this morning to catch a flight out of Boise to Portland.  I'm attending a conference on low back pain starting tomorrow.  I'll fly home late Sunday night.  The flight early this morning was the cheapest I could find, and it worked great because it gave me a day to play a little bit.  I was very excited to head back up the gorge and look around a little more than we were able to do at the end of December.  I ended up running one of the most scenic stretch of trail I've ever seen, all while Lori was putting in a good day at work back at home.  I highly recommend the Eagle Creek Trail if any of you ever have a chance.  It was snowing last time we were in the gorge, so I guess I shouldn't have been surprised when it snowed today for several hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-2-psPC9MI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WGvWXjiSVls/s1600-h/100_1261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-2-psPC9MI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WGvWXjiSVls/s320/100_1261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183008369631491266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multnomah Falls, pretty impressive and you don't even have to hike to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-2-q8PC9NI/AAAAAAAAADY/-Zc30q-kb9E/s1600-h/100_1281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-2-q8PC9NI/AAAAAAAAADY/-Zc30q-kb9E/s320/100_1281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183008391106327762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so green, I felt like I was running through the jungle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-2-r8PC9PI/AAAAAAAAADo/FiX3SSDR7_I/s1600-h/100_1282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-2-r8PC9PI/AAAAAAAAADo/FiX3SSDR7_I/s320/100_1282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183008408286196978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was looking down from one of the footbridges.  The picture doesn't do the place justice, the bridge is actually about 100 feet above the river and the canyon is very narrow right there.  I had to lean out over the bridge a bit in order to capture the amazing shot you see above; that's right, I'm Mr. Dangerman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-2-rcPC9OI/AAAAAAAAADg/007e8s2ryFo/s1600-h/100_1287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-2-rcPC9OI/AAAAAAAAADg/007e8s2ryFo/s320/100_1287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183008399696262370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Tunnel Falls, my turnaround point.  I'm guessing the name comes from the tunnel you can go through behind the falls. &lt;br /&gt;After the run, I came back to Portland and drove around for over an hour trying to find my hotel.  The streets around here are a mess.  Anyway, I'm planning on heading out to the coast and I'll have to post more pictures later.  I love the conineuing education thing; if only all my education could have had these kind of perks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-1062942071009460210?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/1062942071009460210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=1062942071009460210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/1062942071009460210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/1062942071009460210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2008/03/continueing-educationor-something-like.html' title='Continueing Education....or something like that'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-2-psPC9MI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WGvWXjiSVls/s72-c/100_1261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-4908610720710071563</id><published>2008-03-24T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T17:26:42.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>So I hear that we are supposed to keep up on these blog pages. Given that Jon has done all the blogs (as you have read these..., see what I live with....), I figure it is my turn to learn how to do this crazy thing. Since we have last written we have gone snow shoeing and ran some races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-mW2cPC9II/AAAAAAAAACw/y5cUXbF2HCA/s1600-h/100_1201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-mW2cPC9II/AAAAAAAAACw/y5cUXbF2HCA/s320/100_1201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181838708302869634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-mWm8PC9HI/AAAAAAAAACo/mSrUp9LrGvg/s1600-h/100_1191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-mWm8PC9HI/AAAAAAAAACo/mSrUp9LrGvg/s320/100_1191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181838442014897266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got our dog many of our friends (Sarah!) said we would not be able to take him with us to do the outdoor things we like. Although our dog is 5lbs dripping wet he can still run with me up to 4 miles (and still beat me), go hiking/camping, and now we know he can snowshoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-mXZsPC9JI/AAAAAAAAAC4/C29r7_p_GQc/s1600-h/100_1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-mXZsPC9JI/AAAAAAAAAC4/C29r7_p_GQc/s320/100_1252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181839313893258386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-mXycPC9KI/AAAAAAAAADA/UJw_FkW1sHA/s1600-h/100_1250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-mXycPC9KI/AAAAAAAAADA/UJw_FkW1sHA/s320/100_1250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181839739095020706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-mYDMPC9LI/AAAAAAAAADI/ew_Emu4bE7E/s1600-h/100_1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-mYDMPC9LI/AAAAAAAAADI/ew_Emu4bE7E/s320/100_1249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181840026857829554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just recently spent our Easter weekend running ourselves into the ground. I, with the encouragement of my crazy husband, ran my first trail race, a 25K run. My goal was not to be last and overall I was not; however, in my age group I was 6th out of 7, wahoo (that was a close one). Now a 25K (15 miles) sounds like alot (and IT WAS!!!) I cannot feel too bad for myself jon ran 50 miles he left 3 hours before me and came in 2 1/2 after me. All in all, it was a fun race, beautiful scenery, and we were not charged by the buffalo. The best part of the race is watching jon try to run, let alone walk, the day after.&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is going well with everyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-4908610720710071563?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/4908610720710071563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=4908610720710071563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/4908610720710071563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/4908610720710071563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2008/03/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R-mW2cPC9II/AAAAAAAAACw/y5cUXbF2HCA/s72-c/100_1201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-1103124014200353445</id><published>2008-01-17T21:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T19:47:40.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gambling.....a confession</title><content type='html'>I know there are a lot of people who are hooked on gambling for money.  They think that a fortune awaits them with the next lottery ticket, roll of the dice, or pull of that lever thing on the slot machine.  I'm actually not tempted to gamble for money, not since the Flaming Gorge trip of '98 at least.  I felt good about losing money there because I knew my buddies were going to put it towards good causes.....suits, white shirts, ties, etc.&lt;br /&gt;My problem is laying my dignity on the line.  I'm not sure when it began, I believe it was at Bear Lake when Randy had to spend the night shivering on the cold ground without a blanket, pillow, or shirt.  Since then, the gambling has been an ongoing theme whenever I get together some of the fellow bobcats.  The gambling has taken Justin for a night jog in sub-zero temperatures down main street in Logan....twice.  It has taken me skiing down the longest run at Beaver Mountain in just my swimsuit.  It has also sent me into a convenience store in tight pink jeans and cowboy boots for a hot chocolate.   Some other honorable mentions include Justin's climb of shame, Randy's swimming attire at raging waters, and Bruce having to sleep the night on a 3x5 coffee table up at Ricks.&lt;br /&gt;I could go on about the other good times but my main purpose in writing the post is to get a list of some of the bets that haven't been cleared up as of yet.  None of us would feel good about not paying up after losing a bet.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the ones I can think of right away:&lt;br /&gt;1. I've got to wear a handlebar mustache for 5 days. (that will have to wait until a vacation)&lt;br /&gt;2. My Gateway Race for Humiliation run.&lt;br /&gt;3. Justin and Randy have got to ski down Harry's dream in shorts and no shirt on a powder day.&lt;br /&gt;4. Justin has got to ride the lift with a stranger without a shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'm forgetting some....let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R5K3uzjjGQI/AAAAAAAAACM/YY0RF2pLfXI/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R5K3uzjjGQI/AAAAAAAAACM/YY0RF2pLfXI/s320/IMG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157386538033813762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Bruce turning in for the night at Justin's place at Ricks.  The card's just didn't care for him that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R5K4XDjjGRI/AAAAAAAAACU/VItwXESATpw/s1600-h/christmas07+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R5K4XDjjGRI/AAAAAAAAACU/VItwXESATpw/s320/christmas07+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157387229523548434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the attire (minus the shirt) I had to wear into a convenience store after the Utes lost a close one to BYU last year in overtime.  I couldn't believe the looks I got, it was like nobody had seen a guy with pink pants go into a crowded gas station for a hot chocolate without a shirt in freezing-cold weather.   Some lucky girls even got pictures of me as they drove off, I'm sure it was because I was looking just plain sexy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-1103124014200353445?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/1103124014200353445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=1103124014200353445' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/1103124014200353445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/1103124014200353445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2008/01/gamblinga-confession.html' title='Gambling.....a confession'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R5K3uzjjGQI/AAAAAAAAACM/YY0RF2pLfXI/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-6785104611090811792</id><published>2008-01-17T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T21:32:14.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes a guy tough as nails?</title><content type='html'>I had an epiphany while shaving this evening.  Guys that look tough don't just always have handlebar mustaches, but rather handlebar mustaches always can make guys look tough.  It only just dawned on me tonight.  I was going through the normal routine with the MACH 3 and the Barry Manilow's "Mandy" blasting in the background, when that thought came to me.  I consider myself a very tough guy, those that are close to me know that I basically live in the weight room, but I had no idea what a few strokes of the the mach 3 could do for me.  I scared myself just looking in the mirror, needless to say I didn't leave it on.  I work with kids and figured the over-the-top tough look isn't appropriate for my current line of work.  The only question that remains is whether the glasses made me look even tougher or not.  Either way, we're talking a level of toughness that nobody has ever seen in me as of yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R5A4VDjjGOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NbWintYfbm8/s1600-h/100_1186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R5A4VDjjGOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NbWintYfbm8/s320/100_1186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156683507722033378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R5A4qjjjGPI/AAAAAAAAACE/bAceMWKEEWA/s1600-h/100_1187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R5A4qjjjGPI/AAAAAAAAACE/bAceMWKEEWA/s320/100_1187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156683877089220850" 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/6925683580489342039-6785104611090811792?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/6785104611090811792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=6785104611090811792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/6785104611090811792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/6785104611090811792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-makes-guy-tough-as-nails.html' title='What makes a guy tough as nails?'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R5A4VDjjGOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NbWintYfbm8/s72-c/100_1186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-7706033655919966238</id><published>2008-01-09T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T21:39:41.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Less Effective Parenting Styles</title><content type='html'>Lori and I are not parents as of yet; however, we do have opportunities often to observe how parents care for their children.  In our jobs, we are exposed to a wide spectrum of parenting competency.  Recently, we had some family visit us for the weekend and Lori's brother demonstrated some parenting styles that we have discussed and have determined to be less effective.  See the pictures below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R4WrdzjjGLI/AAAAAAAAABk/aYlz5NpV9bg/s1600-h/100_1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R4WrdzjjGLI/AAAAAAAAABk/aYlz5NpV9bg/s320/100_1077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153713877139265714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Nate's daughter Ellie exploring the cliffs around Shoshone Falls.   We told him she could possibly hurt herself, his only remark was "I'm hungry, when are we going to eat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R4WszDjjGMI/AAAAAAAAABs/jkO7xMInzw4/s1600-h/100_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R4WszDjjGMI/AAAAAAAAABs/jkO7xMInzw4/s320/100_1090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153715341723113666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we are over at the bridge and the little guy crawls up over the safety wall.  When we pointed it out to him that it didn't seem safe that she was that close to the canyon, he only replied, "ya whatever but let me explain to you the engineering principles that go into throwing together a bridge like that."&lt;br /&gt;So next thing we know.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R4Wt0TjjGNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7gMvVHHv_p4/s1600-h/100_1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R4Wt0TjjGNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7gMvVHHv_p4/s320/100_1085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153716462709577938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't see her very well, but that's little Ellie shortly after her first base jump off the bridge.  She cried when he tossed her, but he said she'd thank him for the killer rush.  Surprisingly, she stuck the landing like a pro.&lt;br /&gt;So....I know it's not our place to say what's the best way to raise a child but when the kids come we're going to implement the "what wouldn't Nate do approach."   In his own defense, I think he may have not shown such poor judgment if his wife had come for the weekend so we can hope she doesn't trust him with his daughter often. &lt;br /&gt;Anybody who wants to comment about his parenting can call him directly.  His name is Nate Porter and is in the phonebook in Tremonton, Utah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-7706033655919966238?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/7706033655919966238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=7706033655919966238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7706033655919966238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/7706033655919966238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2008/01/less-effective-parenting-styles.html' title='Less Effective Parenting Styles'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R4WrdzjjGLI/AAAAAAAAABk/aYlz5NpV9bg/s72-c/100_1077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-641290826545683409</id><published>2008-01-06T20:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T20:56:50.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Foolishness</title><content type='html'>It all started when I decided to try to get ready for a marathon a little over a year ago.  I was talking to a friend up at school who has a real passion for running crazy distances, like 100 miles.  I got him talking about his runs every chance I could get, it was incredibly fascinating for me.  He suggested I try a 50k that he and his wife were going to do down in Goblin Valley in October.  He said that I would probably do fine in it, given the mileage I was already putting in for the marathon thing.  Well, I finished it and have done several others since.  I'm still planning on doing a road marathon but I'm all about getting out on the trails these days.  The ultra crowd consists of some of the greatest people.  Each run ends up being a very different and distinct adventure.  I would almost call it an addiction; of course my wife has no problem calling it an addiction.  She's incredibly supportive.  I hit incredible lows as well as highs with each long run.  I ask myself why I do it when I'm hurting, but then I'm already excited for the next race just minutes after coming across the finish line.  I'm looking forward to doing several more races this year.  I'm shooting for the Bear 100, back in my old stomping grounds in September, we'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-db8960f86dc42593" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddb8960f86dc42593%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330154830%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8633B3492E97EF8E559290504CD67CDA1095D882.40435784FAECACD39B19E28DBD50F2F527F7112E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddb8960f86dc42593%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgYoN4AmJA9n5hSMCXNeT9B2BT80&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddb8960f86dc42593%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330154830%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8633B3492E97EF8E559290504CD67CDA1095D882.40435784FAECACD39B19E28DBD50F2F527F7112E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddb8960f86dc42593%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgYoN4AmJA9n5hSMCXNeT9B2BT80&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-641290826545683409?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/641290826545683409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=641290826545683409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/641290826545683409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/641290826545683409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2008/01/running-foolishness.html' title='Running Foolishness'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-1202740873923056378</id><published>2008-01-05T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T18:30:06.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Seattle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3-x7TjjGKI/AAAAAAAAABc/_5XDiTa6qko/s1600-h/100_1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3-x7TjjGKI/AAAAAAAAABc/_5XDiTa6qko/s320/100_1126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152032131154909346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilling out in front of the Pike's Place Market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3-xpTjjGJI/AAAAAAAAABU/kkWjECvutcY/s1600-h/100_1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3-xpTjjGJI/AAAAAAAAABU/kkWjECvutcY/s320/100_1144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152031821917264018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More chilling, this time with the dog, along the waterfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3-w1TjjGHI/AAAAAAAAABE/s3QvpQjgz20/s1600-h/100_1131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3-w1TjjGHI/AAAAAAAAABE/s3QvpQjgz20/s320/100_1131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152030928564066418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mess of a meal at The Crab Pot.  It was an incredible meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3-xEzjjGII/AAAAAAAAABM/AHvgfDEs76M/s1600-h/100_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3-xEzjjGII/AAAAAAAAABM/AHvgfDEs76M/s320/100_1134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152031194852038786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lori got weak but I was able to stay strong and finish the meal for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3-u3jjjGGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/E4ViJwME1Es/s1600-h/100_1149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3-u3jjjGGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/E4ViJwME1Es/s320/100_1149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152028768195516514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious sunset on The Puget Sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3-ryzjjGFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iOMjoX_nhcQ/s1600-h/100_1159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3-ryzjjGFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iOMjoX_nhcQ/s320/100_1159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152025388056254546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the nightlife in Seattle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3-q-DjjGEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JInY1zzR_JQ/s1600-h/100_1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3-q-DjjGEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JInY1zzR_JQ/s320/100_1175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152024481818155074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowds in the street watching the fireworks were impressive.  Fireworks were great&lt;br /&gt;We loved Seattle and hope to make it back soon to see more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-1202740873923056378?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/1202740873923056378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=1202740873923056378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/1202740873923056378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/1202740873923056378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2008/01/more-seattle.html' title='More Seattle'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3-x7TjjGKI/AAAAAAAAABc/_5XDiTa6qko/s72-c/100_1126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925683580489342039.post-416216691423207655</id><published>2007-12-30T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T21:03:10.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post.....from Seattle</title><content type='html'>It seems as though you're just not cool these days if you don't have a blog.  So...since we've always considered ourselves pretty cool people, it was only a matter of time before we got on the whole blog bandwagon.  We've actually really enjoyed reading a lot of other blogs from friends, so we decided to see if we could try to put together something to let everybody get a glimpse into the complete riot that is our lives.  Also, I figure I can get out of having to be social in certain situations.  Instead of having to make small talk to people, I can just be like "Hey, just check my blog."  That's the introverted side of me coming out.&lt;br /&gt;We are in Seattle right now and will be for the next couple days to welcome in the New Year.  We just walked down to Pikes Place and a man was nice enough to ask us if we wanted some "weed."  The hospitality around here is inspiring.  Anyway, that kind of made Lori think we needed to get home for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;This year has been good and has involved some significant transitions in our lives.  We both finished graduate school at the U and accepted jobs at a private clinic in Twin Falls, Idaho.  That's right, Lori and I didn't think that being in school together for 3 years was enough; now we're coworkers.  It's an incredibly romantic experience.....every single day.  Needless to say, I'm in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;We bought a house and a dog as well. Since Lori got to pick out the house, I laid down the law and got to choose the dog.  He's a toy Australian Shepherd.  We suspect there was some funny  business back in the family history a few generations because he's got some suspicious ears compared to normal aussies.  Lori actually prefers the dogs company to mine, not a surprise for most of you I imagine.  I can't blame her, we've got a very tough dog.  His goes by Tank, we figured the name may empower him a bit.  He weighs only 5 pounds so the name helps him feel a bit tougher.&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it for now.  We'll put more stuff on later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3hvwjjjGAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8DMcSJTVtsI/s1600-h/100_1106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 267px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3hvwjjjGAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8DMcSJTVtsI/s320/100_1106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149989053866907650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was some of the scenery on the way up to Washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3hwsTjjGBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/QCo4a_aLqIU/s1600-h/100_1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 246px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3hwsTjjGBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/QCo4a_aLqIU/s320/100_1113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149990080364091410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Columbia River Gorge in Oregon....beautiful drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3hyozjjGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/OD__zoev95Y/s1600-h/100_1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 261px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3hyozjjGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/OD__zoev95Y/s320/100_1117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149992219257804834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some park on the Columbia River in The Dalles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3h1zjjjGDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ltxZFMShTgk/s1600-h/100_1122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3h1zjjjGDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ltxZFMShTgk/s320/100_1122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149995702476281906" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Tank enjoying the lights of the city of Seattle from our killer hotel room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925683580489342039-416216691423207655?l=jonlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/feeds/416216691423207655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6925683580489342039&amp;postID=416216691423207655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/416216691423207655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6925683580489342039/posts/default/416216691423207655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonlori.blogspot.com/2007/12/first-postfrom-seattle.html' title='First Post.....from Seattle'/><author><name>jon and lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06396370486623061803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pdZiLczWz9Q/R3hvwjjjGAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8DMcSJTVtsI/s72-c/100_1106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
