tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424846895171713942024-03-05T01:13:04.191-08:00In the ShackEvan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-45877743511686991942010-09-09T21:55:00.001-07:002010-09-09T21:57:56.261-07:00as mentioned before, this is the last week tropical sno will be open.<br /><br /><br /><br />sad.<br /><br />ha. not for us. personally, i'm sick of having two jobs.<br /><br />anyway.<br />saturday is the last official day. and in celebration, everything, and i mean everything, will be 50 cents all day. we just need to get rid of everything.<br />so. spread the word. evan and i will be there approximately 11-4.<br />we really like visitors.<br />see you there.Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-17570835579014786962010-09-05T20:12:00.001-07:002010-09-05T20:12:57.471-07:00new happenings.tropical sno is closing.<br />friday.<br /><br />and<br /><br />i made a new blog.<br />feel free to follow.<br /><br />evankirby.blogspot.com<br /><br />evanEvan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-965381498701517332010-08-28T14:00:00.000-07:002010-08-28T14:03:00.368-07:00"I don't make films but if I did they'd have a Samurai"<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">anybody else love the song One Week? </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">well. it's a lot better when you can sing along and know all the words.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">here is your chance.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">feel free. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It's been one week since you looked at me</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Cocked your head to the side and said "I'm angry"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Five days since you laughed at me saying</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">"Get that together come back and see me"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Three days since the living room</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Yesterday you'd forgiven me</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">but it'll still be two days till I say I'm sorry</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Hold it now and watch the hoodwink</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">As I make you stop, think</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">You'll think you're looking at Aquaman</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I summon fish to the dish, although I like the Chalet Swiss</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I like the sushi </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">'cause it's never touched a frying pan</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Hot like wasabe when I bust rhymes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Big like LeAnn Rimes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Because I'm all about value</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">You try to match wits, you try to hold me but I bust through</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Gonna make a break and take a fake</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I'd like a stinkin achin shake</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavours</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Gotta see the show, cause then you'll know</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The vertigo is gonna grow</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Cause it's so dangerous,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">you'll have to sign a waiver</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Can't understand what I mean?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Well, you soon will</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I have a history of taking off my shirt</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It's been one week since you looked at me</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Threw your arms in the air</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">and said "You're crazy"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Five days since you tackled me</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I've still got the rug burns on both my knees</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It's been three days since the afternoon</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">You realized it's not my fault</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">not a moment too soon</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Yesterday you'd forgiven me</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And now I sit back and wait til you say you're sorry</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Chickity China the Chinese chicken</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin'</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Watchin' X-Files with no lights on</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">We're dans la maison</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I hope the Smoking Man's in this one</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Like Harrison Ford I'm getting frantic</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Like Sting I'm tantric</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Like Kurasawa I make mad films</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Okay, I don't make films</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">But if I did they'd have a Samurai</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Gonna get a set a' better clubs</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Just so my irons aren't always flying off the back-swing</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">'Cause the cartoon has got the boom anime babes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">That make me think the wrong thing</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Tryin' hard not to smile though I feel bad</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Can't understand what I mean?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Well, you soon will</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I have a history of losing my shirt</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It's been one week since you looked at me</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Dropped your arms to your sides</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">and said "I'm sorry"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Five days since I laughed at you and said </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">"You just did just what I thought you were gonna do"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Three days since the living room</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">We realized we're both to blame,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">but what could we do?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Yesterday you just smiled at me</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Cause it'll still be two days till we say we're sorry</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, Arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, Arial;">Evan. </span></div></span>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-81136487480779497472010-08-25T15:33:00.001-07:002010-08-25T15:33:57.266-07:00Timp will surely be the death of me...<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>I knew it was a bad idea when I saw the lightning storms rolling in. We had been hiking for two hours now and were about a fourth of the way to the top of Mount Timpanogos. The rest of our group had gone ahead at a faster pace, leaving us to fend for ourselves. We still had plenty of time to make it to the top before sunrise but with the storm coming towards us, the top didn’t sound too pleasant. “We will be fine! It won’t even make it to us,” said Lexi right when a raindrop hit my head. “Right,” I replied with sarcasm in my tone of voice.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>That’s when Kenton felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Our cell phones hadn’t had service for the past few miles and we knew we wouldn’t get it back until we reached the top, so him receiving a text came by chance. It was from Christian, who originally was planning on joining us on the hike but had to stay at home sick. It read, “<i>You guys need to get out of there as soon as possible! I just checked the weather and there is going to be a lightning storm hitting in about an hour.”</i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>All of our faces went white with terror. We knew that we needed to be out of the meadows before the lightning started or we would surely be struck. What about the rest of our group who went ahead? The only thing we could do was try to catch up to them and deliver the news. We ran but could only go so far. It was hopeless. They were too far ahead of us now. There we stood pondering on what to do. “Maybe we should just keep going and it will clear up,” stated Matt. The clouds above looked like hornets nests ready to burst with chaos. “No, we need to go.” I said. Matt wanted to make another attempt at trying to catch up with them and insisted on making one last sprint up the mountain by himself. Not a minute later we heard him scream for help. We all ran to help him and saw him backing away from two large yellow eyes staring him down, planning it’s midnight snack. Matt had encountered a cougar. Once we arrived the large cat turn around and walked away. It was an omen, telling us to turn around and go back. That is just what did and two hours later we had made it safely back to the car, leaving the others trapped on the mountain with lightning, a cougar, and no way to contact anyone.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> Evan.</span><o:p></o:p></p> <!--EndFragment-->Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-22134323554289922052010-08-24T21:13:00.001-07:002010-08-24T21:13:37.874-07:007:25. i'll be there.<div><br /></div><div>probably in a bad mood.</div><div>here's to the seniors.</div><div><br /></div><div>evan</div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-16990644243627766952010-08-22T17:36:00.000-07:002010-08-22T17:39:19.538-07:00What if I throw up on the piano?that is what I said to megan as I was about to go up to play piano in sacrament meeting. <div>lets just say that I don't like performing in front of crowds. </div><div>Thankfully Heavenly Father was on my side. </div><div>and it sounded great. </div><div>phew. </div><div><br /></div><div>evan.</div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-21658905607078771202010-08-20T10:02:00.001-07:002010-08-20T10:02:41.354-07:00The Goodbye Letters.<div style="text-align: center; ">College will be taking away a lot of my friends tomorrow.</div><div>These are their goodbye letters.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; ">to Brock Duclos and Kenton Crandall,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>First, to brock. My across the street neighbor. I don't know much to say to you other than</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "> that you are a cool kid. There is nothing else to it. I won't forget all the campouts we went on. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; ">or the lack of. You are a genius. keep it up. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; ">Second, Kenton. Oh kenton. My zions trip buddy. You too are a simply a cool kid and I will miss </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; ">our chats about Van dijk. Please keep calling him while he is lecturing. It gives the class spice. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; ">I am sure that I will still be seeing you two around sometimes. Mostly because you both live on</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; ">my street. Feel free to pay me a visit. See ya later boys. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "><div style="text-align: left; ">To Palmer Clegg,</div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>Palmer palmer palmer. I can still kick your trash in a Rainbow Road race. Don't you forget that. We met in spanish. It was good times. You too suffered through Calculus with me but we still made it fun. Be good in college. Don't break any long boards. Adios. Palmer Clegg.</div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; ">to Haydn Owens,</div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>Haydn! You will be missed. Your Office quotes. Your Car crayons. Your everything, mostly. I don't know what else to say to you other than goodbye. Merrh. Have fun in logan? without me. bye Haydn Owens.</div><div style="text-align: left; "><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8lik9yHCWxE7Kfif80z_7USJZ5oYp_zy3mliJR_T8RvvoWZxtymVUSobJtVhNh6sIw4pdVLxzixt4w3xw_I54rRDUdJBZwEeQUGPya32yfRmxy0FwQBsWWo7hKdz5YOl4H80MS9TnxU12/s400/29222_127473373932087_100000082762635_336120_7745600_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507536542303863858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div></div></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; ">to Megan Baldridge, Baldhead,</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>I still can't believe you left without saying goodbye. but I will be visiting you soon enough. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; ">Good thing you are in St.George and I visit often. I can't wait to be able to come to your college </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; ">parties. Oh megan. We did it. We survived Calculus. Hallelujah. I'm not going to lie. I enjoyed </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; ">you being in my studies skills class. It made it interesting. also you were the best TA. I will </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; ">miss you. Don't fear. Goodbye, Megan Baldridge. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNhi9DjlMJxSZ7a6797s86yOro4jjIyZzlV93cOK5EtHcXsOutc4Q4DiEiZkl7gcqQBCivmuNmUfPa1tH4XDYLipdzPlD_Nj-LpIBFcELVR7Lfn8tE1WMMK2wzo6nBJOYIMCZznLbpYOsb/s400/17066_107274722618619_100000082762635_189555_3929879_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507533425701310578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; ">To Tessa Sheffield, </span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>I have a feeling that you are going to be the one who makes all your roommates food. Basically because you are a fantastic cook. I wouldn't know two things if I didn't know you.</div><div style="text-align: left; ">One: that crepes can still be delicious filled with tomatoes and cheese, not just fruit. and two: Bang! I will miss coming over to your house to watch a movie in the backyard or just play bang! all night. word of advice? try not to correct your professors. even though you probably know more than them. so for the last time, Bang! goodbye, Tessa.</div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "></div><div style="text-align: left; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJlpJmHkozywNuEb5qo3fujtY3wQWzYrIv2spz6dA1JeJGuLv_8BqeYOQhg1JM58bM9FX8xP5c6nnn0gv1BCpcJIbOYHzF427ojlEFKM3zA7cZAoCHMeDTY5cMIvqw8a_bNN10xONYvRC-/s400/18637_258951820756_599560756_4357259_5921861_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507535446977718642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><div style="text-align: left; ">To Summer Jones,</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>Don't forget me when you own the Suns. I can't wait to see how successful you will be in five years. I submit that you will be one of the best accountants in the state of (insert the state you will be living in in five years here). I will miss singing Hope of America, running away from Satan, and playing Bang! with you. You are the one who got me addicted to good frozen yogurt. and I thank you for that. Don't make fun of your roommates noses. and don't forget to have fun</div><div style="text-align: left; ">in college. Goodbye Summer Jones.</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span></div><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzl34KCTrxSlzqQeKoPCnpYwixIaHkqZubp-DptVkfbp6jFG9b-3pwDdU77-9HNtE4_uCpWjT61FrML3tNyFFMCzKkJSeewK4IoHhll5fmhXFhcGuPUURrtMTW_8vh_3BJbRAhRPzm6_Xj/s400/29222_127464240599667_100000082762635_336057_1961238_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507528957012910706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><div>to Lauren Bellon,</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>Oh the times we have had. Good and bad. How many dances did we go to? Sweater Swing. Homecoming. That was it, right? I think you tried to kill me at both of those. Throwing me on the floor and making me do a wheel barrow. Bad idea... Last summer was probably the best of times though, wouldn't you say? Ireland. Otter Pops. Toilet Papering. what?? Well I am going to sure miss those times and I am sad that we missed a few other opportunities to become</div><div>better friends. You too will have no problem in college. My only advice is to not have too much fun without me. Maybe you will even learn how to roll your r's. Bye Lauren Bellon.</div><div><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjbgSIsMgeLUqL9dhoPQ6m6-9Nadxl9gkx0Lqe4jrhW_1gP9z6LRnLRT8AMzqnTZFq221FCFZ-z7D-yOqYBm3Qco5h6F8ujrQ7yEA36dgVEdiPgp2MNBVw_O2cvS4k9470_QAlQ6lkYvEI/s400/8129_292950090130_547415130_9212618_1105780_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507528354849860370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><div>to Lexi, Alexis, Morticai,</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>Cousin. Thats how close we are. I can't believe you won't be there for sunday dinners anymore. Or go to midnight showings of stupid movies. Or even carve soap together. Our time spent has truly been good times. I will be watching the Goofy Movie and re-runs of Boy Meets World in your memory. I still need to buy you a I Heart Feeny shirt. and make you a celery poster. They will come in due time. Anyways, you will be great in college. Im not worried a bit about you. So long, Morticai, Alexis, Lexi</div></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge0ok6Exid-Td-YAfDzeAxEHA7T0Vx4EidBGWOeBoBhov2ATp70Nz-dSLtoGuqDpn1zAi1r20CmwlQ-qb6GvE6nEtXYrcYwzrYOC9Vym2KGj22Ro5SfoFU6CZd-cN01PXtf7xch2bSDjx4/s400/n599560756_1521252_7128.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507527619321882162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">I will miss every single one of you who is going off to college.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">and for all of you who didn't get a letter. Don't take it personally.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">and don't forget the times we have had.</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglLxAsJvAlDQrgQ3k8ZWWqocqQ6tc0-FsnAJBgcQwNJuJse937E7qNICdEUiquUjK1E69iUzo0M0jaghbrpZVWaFMRKTbA1NDuCosxZNtwLtQCnG5gNTS5q6_NQmki58H_0w3lYTLBzrs1/s400/10230_165208646442_699281442_3413509_5840379_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507537947501324642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Evan</div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-81605937503820530542010-08-19T09:18:00.000-07:002010-08-19T09:20:22.331-07:00U.<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>senior year starts in less than a week. <div>college starts in less than a year. </div><div>and this one is looking like a pretty good choice.</div><div><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhENSxnVj4lVVRUT2GawzfdQOcEz-vDbYOLOhexJhYM5c8ofxCFBh0fwGizSOM2-4RnM172ZJfkASG7zF71FLRjo7BbeakiYr3YOGaVkNvMPgwE9sUmPvm8AQS3Q-zlMGj1FFaYOhfz_W-l/s400/university-of-utah.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507156514376234546" /><div>evan</div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-30105683252973171862010-08-16T19:13:00.000-07:002010-08-16T19:22:17.821-07:00Warrior Paint<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>$5.46 can buy alot of happiness. 52 sticks of happiness to be exact. this chalk went straight to use.<div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggOo_4ROxKWNRtEtTY9366V0V53NUw0uiIfcUHHUHNguPp3SeQMnW25Q977800XQHJAp74Zbb0j4x5TsRS-mYGOEOJhcR4lBMSmRm13NMchOcvxov_5TzRpr0dbhOqobxJ14rTyD5hwj_q/s400/41256_1559703278394_1409645725_1524140_5614554_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506198238065288994" /><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">but that soon turned into this...</div><div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3uCpn28zr-4D3DarrxtErrks-d-VIMNNo8Lqjy6Z6Aw7m7F2o6SJG_KeZFZTMuXqTXUYy_q_4rAXqy_ybQnW44R7dAJuoJ9rYSp0UhM0TgoHU3EKMn2U1wgdMMJMthrIXLJSNmlm4ENxC/s400/39346_1559703758406_1409645725_1524144_19619_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506196962315872130" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdvnDj_IbVau97zCLmoyJUk5g8FKK0u0GetA6lg3-JUrw72uMMb7NoIPRcNWudTz_QHlFfdk5JCwj8j9xEOjaPRgP9wAEDodE-cuAmtdJWj3PoC201nNlBVboUruFTDWv8QFC7ouK9DIAb/s400/39363_1559703598402_1409645725_1524143_1412961_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506196963417346946" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUl2lcybSDuB3mTtXnkVt4d28pLxv_l0VxxRWQkMRVicli3Wqv0fw_SRt6ttmFYNWHMvnxO8dUfBzkv9Wr7Yx7nYAh7uUP3i8QlZNmxdovbBRHqQdD2KcMkJLHFTB_T8YyaDNijyGbB10q/s400/40276_1559704038413_1409645725_1524149_5530671_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506197070707838178" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5YnihwR6I1iZMX6Fz8EhkowNJyxqT_R7nnuOrRotEaoIkreyrVm41Qg3i4Aj795P7E9dIVqRzuXD_BRKZXBG4cu_ctR1yWbz4DqKlQ6V6d0RWtWnb6likeD9DGYvW7skZBx7PlUibbe3k/s400/40182_1559703838408_1409645725_1524145_4368546_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506196977239582386" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYF6U9ZO9CnYZ7V2lD-sTSPSFQHKrkVcAYNlPbxWfDeM2N_F9mi2TOAGESIsTlgUQ_wdb4bUf_YpwsQraGwWhU-p1R_NCVNywfsoYXJy1HEjfrHcuqHiPFO0AtIBPgpV93ce2kzoSZCzB/s400/39821_1559704158416_1409645725_1524150_2747882_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506196963343906914" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDVQZM3fZbfRNYhZOKphuz60UEDBq-DcsnwL9XlXExqcDh-L6zQUgi4lzew_4_P3as2VGpjbaUDjnBm20mWVgWpHUuiWf6iFARgroizh4WH3GU1bJLQ8fwVkXGjy_jWk0ziBJSkI4d22tp/s400/40425_1559703878409_1409645725_1524146_4240246_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506197078531663154" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigAZHzoiCaE-K370NyGexUYi_psZz00W-69RaNgAzz4UjKEwXJlYVN-MMBbm1Y_oeNJ4AcBZWBB2KxkM9KVT5YT3AekO9n3it0TkD0r7yZnl-F7kDZ8iwytRV7CK_Cj6xZXuWhCbHoK94B/s1600/39893_1559704198417_1409645725_1524151_4593779_n.jpg"></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigAZHzoiCaE-K370NyGexUYi_psZz00W-69RaNgAzz4UjKEwXJlYVN-MMBbm1Y_oeNJ4AcBZWBB2KxkM9KVT5YT3AekO9n3it0TkD0r7yZnl-F7kDZ8iwytRV7CK_Cj6xZXuWhCbHoK94B/s1600/39893_1559704198417_1409645725_1524151_4593779_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigAZHzoiCaE-K370NyGexUYi_psZz00W-69RaNgAzz4UjKEwXJlYVN-MMBbm1Y_oeNJ4AcBZWBB2KxkM9KVT5YT3AekO9n3it0TkD0r7yZnl-F7kDZ8iwytRV7CK_Cj6xZXuWhCbHoK94B/s400/39893_1559704198417_1409645725_1524151_4593779_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506196973525614562" /></a><br /><div><div>you know its been a good day when the water going down your shower is colorful, not clear.</div><div>Evan</div></div></div></div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-3223036565859692442010-08-13T08:54:00.000-07:002010-08-13T09:00:29.770-07:00at least 10 hours of wizarding goodness<div style="text-align: left;">so i have this friend named dakota. we're good friends, nothing more. don't get any ideas.<br />we both really like harry potter. a lot. probably he's not obsessed like evan and i. but close.<br />we decided that we were going to watch all the glorious hp movies in order in one day before school started.<br />i'll be honest. i didn't think it would happen. but lo and behold. today is the day.<br /><br />ahh. super stoked. out of my mind.<br /><br /><br />-diana weasley. what?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-3598568578544005792010-08-12T12:38:00.000-07:002010-08-14T18:56:41.424-07:00man vs. flythe excessive amount of sugar in the shack entices lots of bugs.<br />lady bugs.<br />small bugs.<br />flying bugs.<br />and<br />flies.<br />I hate flies. Everyday brings a new battle between man and fly. They hide behind bottles. Under the counter. Where ever I can't reach them with a wet rag.<br /><br />fly usually wins.<br /><br />EvanEvan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-496434586499418222010-08-12T12:30:00.000-07:002010-08-12T12:38:17.934-07:00denied.have you ever worked in the food industry? and wanted to deny someone food because of their weight? Diana and I were discussing this fact on monday. A day later a suburban pulled up to our side window. The people inside were so large that getting out of the car and walking to the other window would have been a chore. I felt terrible for this couple. The man was driving and the wife was in the passengers seat hooked up to an oxygen tank. They wanted to see how big the larges were so I showed them. To my dismay, that was the size they wanted. I made a rootbeer and tigers blood shave ice then reluctantly handed them to the customers. No one that size needed to be consuming that much sugar in one sitting. Actually no one should ever consume that much sugar in one sitting.<br />bless their hearts.<br /><br />EvanEvan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-3309001965763167302010-08-09T12:39:00.000-07:002010-08-09T12:42:21.581-07:00BANG!is best game ever invented. I played it all weekend.<br />look it up.<br />it's Italian.<br /><br />-EvanEvan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-11808067559415743522010-08-09T10:54:00.001-07:002010-08-09T10:55:28.237-07:00Zoooooooeeyyy Momma!Thursdee.<br />Will go down in the books. As a real good day.Reasons why?<br />Here.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghpewvMeEk23kgtmL-Yc2UNh_vewSTgM0EMxm3CePdVuj_7eS57HDBAiGnGswt7ybuvhycA1akBjyX-qjD2N6siXX4ldqPlUnTg-ccFkR2Uy5XHVCGGroh7CCtVq6w0NLLerOBua92a_jE/s1600/DSC06326.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghpewvMeEk23kgtmL-Yc2UNh_vewSTgM0EMxm3CePdVuj_7eS57HDBAiGnGswt7ybuvhycA1akBjyX-qjD2N6siXX4ldqPlUnTg-ccFkR2Uy5XHVCGGroh7CCtVq6w0NLLerOBua92a_jE/s400/DSC06326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503452812855725442" border="0" /></a><br />1. Visited <span style="font-weight: bold;">"The Tower"</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Eg292QtAqIiC98ZGGprSo8qZm0UjGNLI_fPMs_Z5ssNGeqGFS9-Qdzzc7J6s7RiSjp4-jmm7CF3hLkwQf1tsQCSlEH8vVT-W5GMiFcOA5v-Ec8ftYzAZVhkM9d6q4XOsAzlYCRQkUZSK/s1600/DSC06340.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Eg292QtAqIiC98ZGGprSo8qZm0UjGNLI_fPMs_Z5ssNGeqGFS9-Qdzzc7J6s7RiSjp4-jmm7CF3hLkwQf1tsQCSlEH8vVT-W5GMiFcOA5v-Ec8ftYzAZVhkM9d6q4XOsAzlYCRQkUZSK/s400/DSC06340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503453763670664114" border="0" /></a>We really like that place.<br /><br />2. Searched through <span style="font-weight: bold;">Harry Potter</span> for our bucket list<br /><br />3. Ate <span style="font-weight: bold;">popsicles<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGTCM-uE_CoeiQzV2aRycET-kW3qUuQ8SiIHt334uaGG7gbk0BPYebYVK-SEgZJli7eM2tZi0dsoUu_lyqsw8UXNvQfWMYisIrpD58yAIRzj9Fj8d22XXN7sjAENvWAnSXcewjRtV3lEbN/s1600/DSC06365.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGTCM-uE_CoeiQzV2aRycET-kW3qUuQ8SiIHt334uaGG7gbk0BPYebYVK-SEgZJli7eM2tZi0dsoUu_lyqsw8UXNvQfWMYisIrpD58yAIRzj9Fj8d22XXN7sjAENvWAnSXcewjRtV3lEbN/s400/DSC06365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503447905317848962" border="0" /></a></span>4. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Trespassed</span> at a pond<br /><br />5. Saved a <span style="font-weight: bold;">scooter</span> from drowning<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1eQvaWY9GAA_36NJw9_XNnnKsdlw-UnAHiOHoHLjeUp_bEYvePn7cdxwd3XAp94nKFSJ0Uc2wf0mnVDyYsstNqe5gDlNtFIih_KCM8SR9i2sk4UQl4rCRhZrCfwFMNf71JnoAsQir2PT_/s1600/Diary+of+a+Wimpy+Kid+4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 373px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1eQvaWY9GAA_36NJw9_XNnnKsdlw-UnAHiOHoHLjeUp_bEYvePn7cdxwd3XAp94nKFSJ0Uc2wf0mnVDyYsstNqe5gDlNtFIih_KCM8SR9i2sk4UQl4rCRhZrCfwFMNf71JnoAsQir2PT_/s400/Diary+of+a+Wimpy+Kid+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503450041319275922" border="0" /></a></span>6. Went to <span style="font-weight: bold;">Diary of a Wimpy Kid</span> for free<br /><br />7. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Waited</span> in line for said movie for no reason<br /><br />8. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Searched</span> mercilessly for a frozen yogurt joint that was open past 10 o'clock<br /><br />9. Found one<br /><br />10. Went to Provo for it.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Yozone</span> was worth the drive<br /><br />11. Payed completely in <span style="font-weight: bold;">c</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">hange </span>using Diana's tip money<br /><br />12. Attempted playing Wicked on the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Piano</span>. Evan attempted. Diana played<br /><br />13. Made up <span style="font-weight: bold;">code names </span>for crushes and such.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6MBx-H1drCqWaI5KGabUg5w9_I16IXoj0heTFVhUX0EWoNqkKdQ1S2bviXCPoQYTpODTU6v0X-6i4XLJbfbsXQ6Y29Eb9CMs42ZIwaKxctOOmQo5PtAOB3yTTgDVd4bwUqzRcJ1DJEpDb/s1600/DSC06309.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6MBx-H1drCqWaI5KGabUg5w9_I16IXoj0heTFVhUX0EWoNqkKdQ1S2bviXCPoQYTpODTU6v0X-6i4XLJbfbsXQ6Y29Eb9CMs42ZIwaKxctOOmQo5PtAOB3yTTgDVd4bwUqzRcJ1DJEpDb/s400/DSC06309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503445230954339650" border="0" /></a>14. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Leon </span>protected Evan's moms bike from being stolen.<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTJw4xpHurFXLRYtbQZme9hPsjVAaXwCIFb7ad1rGsVvYGXJ65nufp0LWF-9LR4iBladSA7IAzCmbXdE2HyR4QJzvPFO9ytJ5lej16p-cDE5CjtKBmroV0s6HFcoE75DCYLSOMzRZsPslu/s1600/DSC06310.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTJw4xpHurFXLRYtbQZme9hPsjVAaXwCIFb7ad1rGsVvYGXJ65nufp0LWF-9LR4iBladSA7IAzCmbXdE2HyR4QJzvPFO9ytJ5lej16p-cDE5CjtKBmroV0s6HFcoE75DCYLSOMzRZsPslu/s400/DSC06310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503446259575635042" border="0" /></a> 15. As always <span style="font-weight: bold;">puddles</span> came along for the ride<br /><br /><br /><br />Thursdee was a good day.Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-8107019971157412202010-08-01T19:50:00.000-07:002010-08-01T19:54:56.558-07:00August 25.possibly the 24? i don't really remember.<div>either way we only have three weeks of summer.</div><div>let's hope they are as good as the last few ones have been. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Maybe i will do some of the following. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><ul><li>go to tucanos. </li><li>maybe on a date.</li><li>hike timpanogos?</li><li>learn a new song on the piano.</li><li>finish my book.</li><li>play more board games.</li><li>send friends off to college. </li><li>chalk.</li></ul><div>it's not much. but it's all that i want to happen. </div></div><div style="text-align: left;">-Evan. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-36662597731567653242010-07-28T14:01:00.000-07:002010-07-29T17:12:15.909-07:00marshmallow mates<div style="text-align: center;">Warning!<br />Boredom may lead to this.<br />the painting of 16 Jet Puffed marshmallows.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvlyshLi2Btzddi7K94YUq7OTQIh_ebXLFLkUePbQ9s2PVIJ1VCg_M_SZvUdchjHpyHrK462KKMRX6iENwxsOM6nPzVrseZ0qjhv4LMEA_qk2bH_657PAUouz2FU5IlwIatwhGYWyYEoE/s1600/Photo+488.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvlyshLi2Btzddi7K94YUq7OTQIh_ebXLFLkUePbQ9s2PVIJ1VCg_M_SZvUdchjHpyHrK462KKMRX6iENwxsOM6nPzVrseZ0qjhv4LMEA_qk2bH_657PAUouz2FU5IlwIatwhGYWyYEoE/s400/Photo+488.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499069723851275170" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeQfoouzij8thW7PrstLoDM9UqMEY8HgAfmf6NyVlvpYUTKFrNdlOMjGqLDPr6u9ugOebZAhZV5_LADP2VSWIEuT8scuMnU23cUftjVvNsbFiEI1S9KLg-qGjqcB-DVgLd_MltsznsNOzz/s1600/Photo+488.jpg"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBfM63o_E7Hd83dRj0eyq5nFHHLYB-t82RpDkh_ZOjRYkXM0Yao5J1AH-599V9g-OqumUh42VpYXVHHT_irDdOCJkhfPt3f04hqRNOQ12DG-k0Q5uOJhawXz5tqLTKeVCodAwLPYnchu85/s1600/Photo+494.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBfM63o_E7Hd83dRj0eyq5nFHHLYB-t82RpDkh_ZOjRYkXM0Yao5J1AH-599V9g-OqumUh42VpYXVHHT_irDdOCJkhfPt3f04hqRNOQ12DG-k0Q5uOJhawXz5tqLTKeVCodAwLPYnchu85/s400/Photo+494.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499068817617834194" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Harry Potter Marshmallow. Of course.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFiK4-VEAN7QY5iSxipFKhVeJrEN-pdzOoqtIlYCqGP7CldSoHPM-6dSCgvyYrWH4jHaSxZ_GCxIzEXSkpF1_iRNY8Bw5TxWseo_ULPN5j5dxwNl885ikCsPiQrjmBN43Vp3LQkj7ZrNha/s1600/Photo+495.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFiK4-VEAN7QY5iSxipFKhVeJrEN-pdzOoqtIlYCqGP7CldSoHPM-6dSCgvyYrWH4jHaSxZ_GCxIzEXSkpF1_iRNY8Bw5TxWseo_ULPN5j5dxwNl885ikCsPiQrjmBN43Vp3LQkj7ZrNha/s1600/Photo+495.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFiK4-VEAN7QY5iSxipFKhVeJrEN-pdzOoqtIlYCqGP7CldSoHPM-6dSCgvyYrWH4jHaSxZ_GCxIzEXSkpF1_iRNY8Bw5TxWseo_ULPN5j5dxwNl885ikCsPiQrjmBN43Vp3LQkj7ZrNha/s400/Photo+495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499068828587015666" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbteno5WBQw1-u6TwC8x7KOGRhnym0zCCUpbAyWCYMQ1Jj5lf66vRfcy1B5FebZXtWK6C6jEbbyMBGjE_pAXHe4jM7tMOAa0SQK1zkNuYxA6-liPt5y6Yx3nGeQ4XnbwxeVd2OzJciWS7W/s1600/Photo+493.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbteno5WBQw1-u6TwC8x7KOGRhnym0zCCUpbAyWCYMQ1Jj5lf66vRfcy1B5FebZXtWK6C6jEbbyMBGjE_pAXHe4jM7tMOAa0SQK1zkNuYxA6-liPt5y6Yx3nGeQ4XnbwxeVd2OzJciWS7W/s400/Photo+493.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499066112037382322" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7FQNDwMcvXgmnoSwH_3ecniH5V_n09P2g-b4Xo7NyXJ0gKf-vdAB_BeP9LqbUhljU3kzQtmtChjkMB3iMMZuiI549VbzhTjqtQ0_grloEEyIUDyGGaxhI7KCG7tHsoKYcFtxiGJWVTmod/s1600/Photo+491.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7FQNDwMcvXgmnoSwH_3ecniH5V_n09P2g-b4Xo7NyXJ0gKf-vdAB_BeP9LqbUhljU3kzQtmtChjkMB3iMMZuiI549VbzhTjqtQ0_grloEEyIUDyGGaxhI7KCG7tHsoKYcFtxiGJWVTmod/s400/Photo+491.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499066103162063282" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIlTVTBXfauG4i3hq2as8p7nC-Ey11SuSb2VpL32LtLUli-s4a9iXOPrtMpO35lTFQWJEax-Y9VJj3RrkFdjTKRqupyprYkK-5hvLZ9oYtoTdJU9OR2ol57uZaj2R-5B_BXF1Cg4OCAVeK/s1600/Photo+490.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIlTVTBXfauG4i3hq2as8p7nC-Ey11SuSb2VpL32LtLUli-s4a9iXOPrtMpO35lTFQWJEax-Y9VJj3RrkFdjTKRqupyprYkK-5hvLZ9oYtoTdJU9OR2ol57uZaj2R-5B_BXF1Cg4OCAVeK/s400/Photo+490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499066097961426386" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQM3wXQ2f2Vqwo2Wif2fs4qfergZsVEDH8EcaARVxbkHNnaiKuosT3oS-iP5rJTSRy6QKaSm_EkrgaUSRDIMyjYo-3kloy2ljUq9WmV2_35UJ4xmg1uba2OxEqyOVgBKMMOS0djt5WN_0p/s1600/Photo+489.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQM3wXQ2f2Vqwo2Wif2fs4qfergZsVEDH8EcaARVxbkHNnaiKuosT3oS-iP5rJTSRy6QKaSm_EkrgaUSRDIMyjYo-3kloy2ljUq9WmV2_35UJ4xmg1uba2OxEqyOVgBKMMOS0djt5WN_0p/s400/Photo+489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499066097328817906" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://colormekatie.blogspot.com/2010/07/marshmallows.html">inspiration</a>?</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmdStbAPmDnFvOk9KJcyjKvzOvq_CbJziRF8RSmkjS7380H35WUV5N8yJBjgEigIUXu_kZvVWznzv1kEtkrYMqkSkw9eY_2VfvWGa-VfIOsqrLkcySoKcym1Sw8LvhuvY77cMgl-hE8WS/s1600/Photo+489.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmdStbAPmDnFvOk9KJcyjKvzOvq_CbJziRF8RSmkjS7380H35WUV5N8yJBjgEigIUXu_kZvVWznzv1kEtkrYMqkSkw9eY_2VfvWGa-VfIOsqrLkcySoKcym1Sw8LvhuvY77cMgl-hE8WS/s400/Photo+489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499066087190108770" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Evan & Diana</div></div></div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-74821302036187232882010-07-26T15:24:00.000-07:002010-07-27T16:15:50.501-07:00prize winning baby blog<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>The birth of our blog was not that long ago and guess what we won? <div>this puppy.</div><div><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT1YrTr5PZ5yRgAf4QpAFia81ouDy7WdnngbrZfJqUxSmMAsj-UJSdEKorkSwSXkigju7xJFknrbyoFKrwemWq04NmmKLQJJKQG9XpPg97xY1ScOK6VCZ6yb_-OKO3GeLgtS4aptSqbdur/s400/versatile-bloggeraward.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498345054451283602" /><div><br /></div><div>rules? </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(127, 127, 127); line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1: Send a warm, cyber hug to whoever awarded you with a nice shout out.<br />2: Flatter yourself and tell the entire world that you have been awarded, followed by seven unique things about you.<br />3: Pass along this heart-warmer of an award to your favorite blogs.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">We were pretty stoked about this award. thanks mallory strauss. </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div>Us unique? not really. but here we go. </div><div>1. we are harry potter obsessed. we practically have it memorized.</div><div>2. drive to school in a truck named Leon and jam out to hard core rap.</div><div>3. someday we will open a cake shop. once we get a bit more practice and training. culinary school?</div><div>4. we are currently in the process of a writing two self-help books. We will let you know when they hit the book shelves.</div><div>5. Sister Erica Brown is our hero. </div><div>6. we are willing to drive the extra miles for a better cup of frozen yogurt. If that means St.George, so be it. </div><div>7. last but not least, we are... </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>The Chalk Bandits</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">check out our work </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://xaxtwistedxfairytalex.blogspot.com/2010/06/people-are-nice-life-is-too.html">here.</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://huzzah-to-us.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-me-good-chalking.html">and here.</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://cuzwearefriends.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-friends.html">also here.</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://caileysglimpse.blogspot.com/2010/07/chalked.html">ps. here.</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://todaywecelebrate.blogspot.com/2010/07/theyve-been-waiting-for-this-post.html">ohhh. and here.</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">others have also been hit with some chalk. </div><div style="text-align: center;">if you have been chalked and are mentioned above, consider yourself one of our favorites.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> the award goes to you. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Evan & Diana</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">ps. We are also not the only people who have participated in these acts. Others have been involved. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-28787221673230898822010-07-26T15:07:00.000-07:002010-07-27T15:39:14.511-07:00AmigosWe made some new friends over the past few weeks. <div>Give it up for</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Megan Abel </b></div><div style="text-align: center;">and </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Kelsey Waters</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: left;">Megan was first. She came to my fire one night and we became friends. maybe more? We are in a love triangle. She also visited us at work and needs to be recognized as a <b>Noteworthy Visitor</b>. Then we went to youth conference and the days she was there, we hung out. latched. you know, the usual. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Kelsey came to be our friend at all of youth conference. She was in my company and we hit it off. Our same interests include: chalking, harry potter, and checking each other for tacos. Diana would ditch her group just to hang out with us. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> hopefully these friendships will last. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-53071169595899721322010-07-26T14:37:00.001-07:002010-07-26T15:00:16.096-07:00Cali-4-nia.<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have been gone. away. on vacation.</div><div style="text-align: center;">to california!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Hgt4MnT3kps1xA99itpJap98aHXsHry9mheO_X7WSjhJ6cwTlL3YeqHLggvsHW2xV11pjRExhKmytvJFk1t1dFyQaw0X84xK4IcTsxeIAQ91QoOpIwiR4i-H_YZu6P89Mlnt0nEjHVD4/s400/IMAG0214.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498332613460199954" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Day One.<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYV6yANn2KOy3EbnQpMep9QvmhsxyzlMs3nucgs2dAdbUV590qtOLx7EPxeCIGaf6puB8Y8vp_28FclSbFO3eZ-cwnArcvm1eBLGKyNiwi9DAaPfLuZ34h-GPAE8j59RXFnWE2TheyA4SA/s400/IMAG0161.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498333067442768162" /><div><div style="text-align: center;">Huntington beach. </div></div><div>Day two. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Shopping at the Irvine Spectrum </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Night two.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDkSlfDyWvvNByccmHoIaxCazFr5DAl2FO-0_BF09zBeA4Gm9HF-CgbBD1C7YwyQ5hJdwBaERz-s47K_XfLnED-KMsW4LwoGz-CeHposKEVs3-ZDqI_ZSTE3GPUYSDGwYG5lK2q-6VdR-3/s400/IMAG0169.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498333676381295058" /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Downtown Disney. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We went to the lego shop of course. I was happy to see that they had made a larger than life version of woody...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSyR2firZpHmHhsBWiuZY94uUZ2kCXJjiU0KWBKkxSztxUXXnKNS9ox9n6MQ3jHlVSu2FBX6umLEE5i7esXhLPRYE3QcCAdx8GGiHGi3Bgkn1qq3V8q18kZhoBo0zb8tWMfRdMfAvIR6bh/s400/IMAG0172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498334143440274578" /><div style="text-align: center;">even though i'm not smiling in this picture.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We also went to some disney stores.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3bY2_ybhNaVk83OES_-NxeSkDSVOdiiVB0rY3aX8tEjNUhU75UUMsVkEjnEfUVGaWihe7isQPBvKXQ-UxzG12dX9leuRB4_mFInd3O-RHDC_mAK9RKoKTD6CtuWPjez8oKLKLPYGURMDu/s400/IMAG0181.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498334621752115458" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and dress up like the Mad Hatter.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Day three. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_T2sIbqWQdGvykeFVZEysC9OwIOZzU0vWf-K8cqHdJ9Ujy7Q6L0N7jZjXsISZHg4FQPseMkUVI6aevOf-m7irMM7oTGupqB6t0xP7TqoMm_Y9V98DKhUwBPNd32fQVHlfGeD2UiSVXUx_/s400/IMAG0190.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498335110393067906" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the beach again. </div><div style="text-align: center;">This is at Crystal Cove. It's a pretty sweet beach near Newport. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKWMzBLbOGM7qDybo7reTlhvIncFUo_fvrS6iv_xsDvYpZIHqOzGdEeQ-ElF_nR6D-kY0095Njr7hVJ0FOxtf39SNWco07kWg-muLRL2j-dOvNt3z0IhqZHlt4nJDXvWTMA088rd7B1aTg/s400/IMAG0196.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498335535965165810" />There are alot of old beach houses. </div><div style="text-align: center;">One day I will live in one. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwv4udgkYvm2eHu3tdRRm5rUzFgvtAW-3V7uOW9WiMZLC6atmKHJyWMibHJ5bDTmtuSJq4b4PAMSQkCjkZY9HOE-hQ938yaZQcCyeK4BnGw2XVy2mGfyUC4CK_slUr_ZMMXCfPCZCFN5vq/s400/IMAG0201.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498335958970505634" />Ps. I'm going to paint my wall like the yellow-green wall to the left.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I like it alot. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Day four.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Universal Studios</div><div style="text-align: center;">We don't have any pictures from there but after the park we went to a shopping center outside. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7pf230Gx9Z1xV-y4lkArUh9UW6nnZujpg50E5oSrFoADCIz5a-sauWhD3FBI-_7vkmTzODy5zFTr6it1-IF35CZF7fxyBSroNxSKjKMN4z_ZRedie9sCYgYgKWS3pppmBYtNhq6-yWavN/s400/IMAG0228.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498336927200498322" />All in all it was a great trip. </div><div style="text-align: center;">See you in seven months California. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-Evan</div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-77074288061770438662010-07-12T15:58:00.000-07:002010-07-12T16:20:03.577-07:00how drunk is you?<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span></span>yesterday evan and i attended a different ward than usual.<br />we went to hear our dear friend speak in her singles ward.<br /></div>this ward also happens to be miss amanda mccollums ward. no big deal.<br />our friend's talk was good. very good in fact. i was impressed.<br />but the young man after her. not so much.<br />he was entertaining to say the least. really made you stay awake.<br />he compared the lord to a magic eight ball.<br />can't say i've heard that one before.<br />definitely one of the top ten most bizarre things i've heard over the pulpit.<br /><br />apparently since i'm gradeeated, i gotta get married real fast. or at least evan seems to think so.<br />he nudged me hard every time a man even looked in our general direction.<br /><br />oh, remember that returned missionary that i crushed on in junior high?<br />and accidentally stalk?<br />yeah he goes to that ward. of course. that was weird.<br />we kept looking at each other at the same time.<br />make eye contact. quickly look away.<br />you know how it goes.<br /><br />i rather enjoy going to different wards. it spices things up.<br />we like this ward. and will probably find ourselves there again soon.<br /><br /><br />-diana<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-41716688383550685132010-07-11T19:10:00.000-07:002010-07-11T19:30:25.798-07:00Noteworthy Visitors<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Work can be lame sometimes. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"><br /></span></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1FZ4qlCnsiplT1yEYecQXpcTy666UTjI5iL6XzY3bOUAevAb_lj6nd6_yXonrf1ntmCQv8DRHD5_6TbHAszWSIAB2p1vsAiqRgj_LyMgA-PdeGqRyhmm7tpj6UOGa3P6nNhWKP6Hh99mw/s400/34234_458585443625_779043625_6184892_7436734_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492836586147908226" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">but other times people come to give you some company. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE-lUCVaTPxQxuOayuqpcnV733O83NyVYz5C1aSgVj-1mTjO1kWKMJV3H8yAc4NHz-lTT0UB9RjIkU6JgqYC9aZJI3erUpbpj0AH8QOgdF2NTT93JT3ncEFnrMY6IwKNWSd9hjqKtA91Uq/s400/34234_458585448625_779043625_6184893_6995560_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492837286849504018" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">so here is a shout out to all of you who visit the shack not only to buy a shave ice but to make our job interesting. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">Megan Baldridge</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Mardi Thomas</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> KC Miller</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Mallory Strauss</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> Lindsey Davis</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Jennifer Lockhart</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Lucky Star (Sarah Cooper)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Darcie Hill </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Mark and Maggie McDonald</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;">Ashley Anderson</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> McKenzie Lowry</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Jo Donaldson</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Clari Gann</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Cailey Haynie</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Brock Duclos </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;">Tiffany Ing</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;">DJ Simpson</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;">Kyleigh Holt</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;">Ashlee Schroeppel</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;">Bekah Webster </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;">Missy Caldwell</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;">Lauren Bellon</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;">Lexi Owens</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;">Summer Jones</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;">Tessa Sheffield </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">Cassie Farley</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;">Sharon Ovalle </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;">Kassie Hymas </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;">And</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;">the old man in the wheel chair who is always there to buy his pina colada shave ice</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Thanks for supporting us chaps</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Also. If you didn't make the list, this is a problem. Come down and visit us in the PG Macey's parking lot. We will have a killer time. </span></span></span></div></div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-56596610972341971952010-07-10T14:03:00.000-07:002010-07-11T19:04:33.069-07:00Chinese Proverb<div>She came up and asked for small. </div><div>She wanted three flavors. Bubble gum, blue berry, and pina colada. </div><div>and she wanted her shave ice. quick. </div><div>I knew she was going to be hard to please. </div><div><br /></div><div>She was a old chinese lady. </div><div><br /></div><div>As I was making it she began to tell me how. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Don't pile on like a mountain!" </div><div style="text-align: center;"> I was only filling the cup up with the perfect amount of sno.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Press harder" </div><div style="text-align: center;">There is a certain technique that is needed for a good tropical sno. and smashing the sno down isn't apart of that technique.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Not to much! Not to much! That too sweet!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I have made over a hundred shave ices by now and know how much to pour into one shave ice. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm so glad that she knows how to make a tropical sno though. because I don't?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-Evan</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-47501390272223137692010-07-10T13:54:00.000-07:002010-07-10T14:03:49.349-07:00"So here's my problem..."You know that you are in for a treat when two women walk up to the shack strutting their high fashion merchandise and one says, "So here's my problem..."<div>She began to explain how she found a free shave ice coupon in the bottom of her cart but had placed her water bottles on top so she couldn't get to it anymore. I told that I believed her and made her a free small shave ice. </div><div>Her friend walked up next. and our conversation went as follows. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Do you have bahamarama?" </div><div style="text-align: center;">"Is that on our list of concoctions? Then no."</div><div style="text-align: center;">"What the he**!" </div><div style="text-align: center;">"Do you know what is in Bahamarama? I can probably make something like it for you." I asked.</div><div style="text-align: center;">"Well there is pina colada and something red... you know what. I just want a tigers blood."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>After I had finally made both of them happy they walked away. </div><div>Thanks for coming ladies. but next time you swear at me, please, leave a tip. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-Evan</div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-49557892030402236422010-07-08T13:07:00.000-07:002010-07-08T13:10:22.203-07:00delta x prime<div style="text-align: center;">urgent news. </div><div><div style="text-align: center;">as many of you know, ap scores are here!</div><div style="text-align: center;">i suffered through calculus all year. </div><div style="text-align: center;">but guess what. it paid off! </div><div style="text-align: center;">i got a</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">4</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">on the ap calculus test! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">mr. palmer was right. i can pass the ap calculus test. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">huzzah.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">-Evan</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div></div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-542484689517171394.post-43246787447229076042010-07-08T10:00:00.001-07:002010-07-08T10:05:47.069-07:00"There's nothing cooler than telling your friends that the stain on your shirt is tigers blood."<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>The heat in the shack was abnormally high. After my fourth shaved ice a customer finally showed. <div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">"Can I have a large Tigers Blood?"</div><div style="text-align: center;">"Sure thing."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>I took his four dollars and waited for his shaved ice to be finished. The last drop of syrup was added and Hailey handed him his delicious tropical sno. He went to grab it when hailey's hand slipped. Time slowed down as I saw the fluffy sno fall down the shirt of our only customer. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"O my gosh! I'm so sorry!" hailey exclaimed. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>I panicked and grabbed about twenty napkins. I sorta just threw them at him because I didn't know what else to do. He started to wipe off himself but the stain was already set into place. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We haven't seen him since. </div><div style="text-align: center;">-Evan </div></div>Evan & Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785254115138534199noreply@blogger.com2