<?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-30187363</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:47:52.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>California Living</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my online journal!

I think this would be a great way to stay in touch with my family and friends, and it will be fun looking back at all the memories!


God Bless, Liza Jo</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-7390528725329842972</id><published>2008-05-18T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:47:19.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wizard Of Oz!</title><content type='html'>Robert and I drove to Mt. Tamalpais for our third year in a row to the Mountain play and this year's feature was Wizard of Oz. We sat with Rhonda and Jeanine and a few of their friends. We also got to see Jenny, Jeanine's daughter, and her boyfriend, Ben. I thought this year was the best play that I saw up in Mt. Tamalpais. Robert and I had a nice time and it was so nice to see Rhonda and Jeanine again. Hopefully we can all meet up again some time this year. After the play we took a scenic route back down the mountain. The views from the mountain were incredible. You could see San Francisco and the ocean. I definitly want to hike around that area :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-3b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564257119291&amp;amp;site=widget-3b.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257119291&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3b.slide.com/p1/432345564257119291/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257119291&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3b.slide.com/p2/432345564257119291/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KxmdVOeLwcA"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KxmdVOeLwcA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-7390528725329842972?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/7390528725329842972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=7390528725329842972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/7390528725329842972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/7390528725329842972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2008/05/wizard-of-oz.html' title='Wizard Of Oz!'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-704345622714984700</id><published>2008-04-13T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T14:56:52.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linc and Frisco - March and April</title><content type='html'>March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frisco had a bad couple of weeks in March and scared me to death. He was attacked by a dog.  Here are some pictures of probably the worse two weeks of his life.  He healed up  and recovered fast and now he is as good as new.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linc - backseat of my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-a8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564257025192&amp;amp;site=widget-a8.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257025192&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a8.slide.com/p1/432345564257025192/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257025192&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a8.slide.com/p2/432345564257025192/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April - Linc in our backyard and pictures of our cats playing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-fd.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564257027069&amp;amp;site=widget-fd.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257027069&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-fd.slide.com/p1/432345564257027069/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257027069&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-fd.slide.com/p2/432345564257027069/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Linc to a little river not to far from where we live.  It was his first time in water besides his baths :)  It was a joy to watch him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lbWC_p14TaI"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lbWC_p14TaI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-704345622714984700?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/704345622714984700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=704345622714984700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/704345622714984700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/704345622714984700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2008/04/linc-and-frisco-march-and-april.html' title='Linc and Frisco - March and April'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-8461527158128098769</id><published>2008-02-29T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T11:50:48.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linc - February</title><content type='html'>Linc's second bath!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures with the beautiful grass around Linc were taken around Vallejo.  We needed to stop for a potty break for Linc.  We were on our way to Scott and Melissa's place to celebrate Melissa's Birthday!!  The picture with the cat and dog is at S&amp;M's place.  Cat's name is Cozmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-92.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564257023634&amp;amp;site=widget-92.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257023634&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-92.slide.com/p1/432345564257023634/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257023634&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-92.slide.com/p2/432345564257023634/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-8461527158128098769?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/8461527158128098769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=8461527158128098769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/8461527158128098769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/8461527158128098769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2008/02/linc-february.html' title='Linc - February'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-4479252905233985089</id><published>2008-02-21T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T15:23:08.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Melissa!</title><content type='html'>Robert and I went to San Francisco to celebrate Melissa's birthday. We had a lovely dinner at Asia SF. It was really interesting and I can't tell you guys the secret behind that restaurant because maybe someday you'll be there and we can't spoil the secret for you :) After dinner, we met up with some coworkers of Melissa's and partied the night away with the lovely birthday girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-e6.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564257028838&amp;amp;site=widget-e6.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257028838&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e6.slide.com/p1/432345564257028838/bb_t005_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257028838&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e6.slide.com/p2/432345564257028838/bb_t005_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-4479252905233985089?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/4479252905233985089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=4479252905233985089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/4479252905233985089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/4479252905233985089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-melissa.html' title='Happy Birthday Melissa!'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-7960567084762709109</id><published>2008-02-04T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T12:56:23.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark and Pam visit us!</title><content type='html'>February 1st, Mark and Pam came to visit us. Friday night we picked them up at the airport and we all went to Mikuni's sushi bar. Robert and I were very exited to show them our new home and our new puppy, Linc. Later that night Scott and Melissa came to our home and we all played the Nintendo Wii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 2nd, we all got ready to go do some wine tasting in Amador County. Some of the wineries we visited were: Amador Foothill Winery, Stonehouse Vineyard and Winery, Montevina Winery, Renwood Winery and Vino Noceto. After spending the afternoon in wine country we headed to Placerville to a restaurant called Sequoia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-74.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564257025140&amp;amp;site=widget-74.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257025140&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-74.slide.com/p1/432345564257025140/bb_t063_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257025140&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-74.slide.com/p2/432345564257025140/bb_t063_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superbowl!!!  We had a little party for Superbowl.  Pam, Mark, Scott, Melissa, Kim B., Pedja, Robert and I all spent Superbowl together at our home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday we took Robert's mom and dad back to the stinken airport :(  Robert and I had such a good time with them and wished they could stay longer.  Can't wait to see them in August!  Love and Miss you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-7960567084762709109?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/7960567084762709109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=7960567084762709109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/7960567084762709109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/7960567084762709109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2008/02/mark-and-pam-visit-us.html' title='Mark and Pam visit us!'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-484685297822642003</id><published>2008-01-15T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T12:55:12.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new Puppy!!</title><content type='html'>On January 15 Robert came to the door with something under his coat!! And the something was a Golden Retriever puppy! He was about 8 weeks old. He was born &lt;br /&gt;November 16, 2007. It took us a few days to name him. I was flipping through the pages of a magazine and it had a watch on the advertisement and saw the word "Linc" so we decided to name him that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-84.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564257021572&amp;amp;site=widget-84.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257021572&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-84.slide.com/p1/432345564257021572/bb_t059_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257021572&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-84.slide.com/p2/432345564257021572/bb_t059_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-484685297822642003?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/484685297822642003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=484685297822642003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/484685297822642003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/484685297822642003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-new-puppy.html' title='Our new Puppy!!'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-3412703640836882363</id><published>2007-10-30T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T13:04:18.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wine Tasting in Fair Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3mLr2CAhSI/AAAAAAAAA_w/juEiDjAMMNU/s1600-h/Wine+Tasting+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150301234229445922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3mLr2CAhSI/AAAAAAAAA_w/juEiDjAMMNU/s400/Wine+Tasting+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fair Play wineries are located in the heart of the Sierra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nevada&lt;/span&gt; foothills. You will find over 20 family-owned wineries. Scott and Melissa came down to see our new home and we did some wine tasting. It was basically me and Robert's first time going wine tasting! Poor Melissa had a sprang ankle and still wanted to go! What a trooper. We called her hop-a-long that day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cantiga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wineworks&lt;/span&gt;, then Sierra Oaks Estates, Shadow Ranch, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Toogood&lt;/span&gt; Estate, and I couldn't tell you the last winery we ended up!? Let's just say I was feeling the effects of the wine:) After the wineries, we decided to take Scott and Melissa to a historic bar called Poor Reds. We treated them to the popular drink called the Gold Cadillac which is made with the liquor, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Galliano&lt;/span&gt;. The creamy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Galliano&lt;/span&gt; cocktail is so popular that Poor Red's uses more of the liquor than anyplace in the world! * Entrance to the wine cellar. * In the wine cellar.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3mTYWCAhXI/AAAAAAAABAY/dbYakIwVhiY/s1600-h/Wine+Tasting+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150309695315019122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3mTYWCAhXI/AAAAAAAABAY/dbYakIwVhiY/s200/Wine+Tasting+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3mQiWCAhVI/AAAAAAAABAI/0nbyF0oD88s/s1600-h/Wine+Tasting+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150306568578827602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3mQiWCAhVI/AAAAAAAABAI/0nbyF0oD88s/s200/Wine+Tasting+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3mOWWCAhTI/AAAAAAAAA_4/MVVNqC6WgKQ/s1600-h/Wine+Tasting+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150304163397141810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3mOWWCAhTI/AAAAAAAAA_4/MVVNqC6WgKQ/s320/Wine+Tasting+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3mOW2CAhUI/AAAAAAAABAA/c31TCkMkC0o/s1600-h/Wine+Tasting+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150304171987076418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3mOW2CAhUI/AAAAAAAABAA/c31TCkMkC0o/s320/Wine+Tasting+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-3412703640836882363?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/3412703640836882363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=3412703640836882363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/3412703640836882363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/3412703640836882363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/10/wine-tasting-in-fair-play.html' title='Wine Tasting in Fair Play'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3mLr2CAhSI/AAAAAAAAA_w/juEiDjAMMNU/s72-c/Wine+Tasting+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-4034369197132980939</id><published>2007-08-29T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T09:00:50.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Home</title><content type='html'>On August 29th, 2007, Robert accepted and signed the offer of the price of the home!  It was a very exiting time we were so eager to move to our new home.  We couldn't have done this without our wonderful realator, Kathleen Loren Sturgeon.  I want to thank you again for all the hard work you did.  You were more than a realator to us and I am glad we are starting a wonderful friendship.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sept. 27th, Robert, Kim B., Peja, Barry B. and I all shared a bottle of wine in our new home on the deck.  That night Robert and I stayed our fist night in our new home.  Then next day we moved most of all our stuff from our apartment to our new home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-fd.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564257019901&amp;amp;site=widget-fd.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257019901&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-fd.slide.com/p1/432345564257019901/bb_t059_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564257019901&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-fd.slide.com/p2/432345564257019901/bb_t059_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-4034369197132980939?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/4034369197132980939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=4034369197132980939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/4034369197132980939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/4034369197132980939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/08/our-new-home.html' title='Our New Home'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-3847590481534268613</id><published>2007-08-06T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:00:48.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul2Soul Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiUunhKB0I/AAAAAAAAA8s/rHzdLfWpcHA/s1600-h/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104993706227402562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiUunhKB0I/AAAAAAAAA8s/rHzdLfWpcHA/s320/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiUNXhKBzI/AAAAAAAAA8k/LL246VkcCv8/s1600-h/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104993134996752178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiUNXhKBzI/AAAAAAAAA8k/LL246VkcCv8/s320/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Robert and I went to the Faith Hill and Tim McGraw concert. One of the best concerts I ever went to. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiToXhKByI/AAAAAAAAA8c/5L6bWQK3Pww/s1600-h/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104992499341592354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiToXhKByI/AAAAAAAAA8c/5L6bWQK3Pww/s320/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiJBnhKBoI/AAAAAAAAA7M/INg6zaDDQW4/s1600-h/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiQL3hKBuI/AAAAAAAAA78/c3yYagMRLR4/s1600-h/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiRxnhKBvI/AAAAAAAAA8E/8UUFIn_wRRs/s1600-h/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiS7nhKBxI/AAAAAAAAA8U/fpsK7XpKwE8/s1600-h/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104994281753020242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiVQHhKB1I/AAAAAAAAA80/v8t0m2m1Los/s400/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiRxnhKBvI/AAAAAAAAA8E/8UUFIn_wRRs/s1600-h/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104990459232126706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiRxnhKBvI/AAAAAAAAA8E/8UUFIn_wRRs/s400/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiS7nhKBxI/AAAAAAAAA8U/fpsK7XpKwE8/s1600-h/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104991730542446354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiS7nhKBxI/AAAAAAAAA8U/fpsK7XpKwE8/s400/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtiQL3hKBuI/AAAAAAAAA78/c3yYagMRLR4/s1600-h/Faith+Hill+%26+Tim+Mcgraw+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104988711180437218" style="FLOAT: left; 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Brian and Laura rented two boats. All the women were on one boat, and all the guys were on the other one. It was a great day to be at the lake. Later that day Robert and I met up with his parents to go to a fundraising party for a couple of hours. After that, Pam and Mark gave us a ride to Brian and Laura's house where they were going to have their bachelor and bachelorette parties. We all ended up at O'Toole's and partied the night away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5pblw0TOsd0"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5pblw0TOsd0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-20-07 - While Scott and Robert went to the wedding rehearsal, Pam, Melissa, and I went out for lunch and did some shopping. After that, all four of us met up with the wedding party for the dinner rehearsal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-21-07 - Brian and Laura's Wedding! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-d6.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564255858646&amp;amp;site=widget-d6.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564255858646&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d6.slide.com/p1/432345564255858646/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564255858646&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d6.slide.com/p2/432345564255858646/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-73.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564255859315&amp;amp;site=widget-73.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564255859315&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-73.slide.com/p1/432345564255859315/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564255859315&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-73.slide.com/p2/432345564255859315/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-22-07 - Pam and Mark invited some of Robert's aunts, uncles, and his cousins over to the home. &lt;br /&gt;** Snake river in Idaho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-1545499194410893539?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/1545499194410893539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=1545499194410893539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/1545499194410893539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/1545499194410893539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2008/03/montana-part-ii.html' title='Montana Part II'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-2216564037616574434</id><published>2007-07-15T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:36:19.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Montana Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9rEismtiqI/AAAAAAAABCA/SXLAgfC6rEk/s1600-h/Caiso+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177666821983931042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9rEismtiqI/AAAAAAAABCA/SXLAgfC6rEk/s320/Caiso+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day after the wedding of Travis and Cory's in SLC, Scott, Melissa, Robert, and I headed towards MT. We stopped at Melissa's parents place dropped off Melissa and Scott and Robert and I headed to Belgrade where we stayed at Trent and Tiffany's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7-16-07 - Today Trent, Drew, Robert and I all took a hike to Lake Louise. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9rAFcmtijI/AAAAAAAABBI/Dphc89252Vc/s1600-h/Caiso+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177661921426246194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9rAFcmtijI/AAAAAAAABBI/Dphc89252Vc/s200/Caiso+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9rBUcmtilI/AAAAAAAABBY/ZmNLMm-vWIg/s1600-h/Caiso+228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177663278635911762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9rBUcmtilI/AAAAAAAABBY/ZmNLMm-vWIg/s200/Caiso+228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9rAs8mtikI/AAAAAAAABBQ/eCh6H_S7lcI/s1600-h/Caiso+212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177662600031078978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9rAs8mtikI/AAAAAAAABBQ/eCh6H_S7lcI/s200/Caiso+212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9rBzMmtimI/AAAAAAAABBg/WpBOypcCleg/s1600-h/Caiso+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177663806916889186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9rBzMmtimI/AAAAAAAABBg/WpBOypcCleg/s200/Caiso+258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9rCWMmtinI/AAAAAAAABBo/uC3jgpTETJ4/s1600-h/Caiso+290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177664408212310642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9rCWMmtinI/AAAAAAAABBo/uC3jgpTETJ4/s400/Caiso+290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9rDC8mtioI/AAAAAAAABBw/1wi-w-j0Nw4/s1600-h/Caiso+289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177665177011456642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9rDC8mtioI/AAAAAAAABBw/1wi-w-j0Nw4/s400/Caiso+289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 7-17-07 - Robert and I headed over to the pool hall to see Robert's friend, Jason. After playing pool, we headed to a local bar and grill to meet up with some of Robert's good old friends. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9q_K8mtiiI/AAAAAAAABBA/jdRDCqJ1-_k/s1600-h/Caiso+312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177660916403898914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9q_K8mtiiI/AAAAAAAABBA/jdRDCqJ1-_k/s200/Caiso+312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7-18-07 - Robert and Scott headed to Helena to go tubbing down the river and Melissa and I stayed in Bozeman to see Melissa's best friend, Makenzie. After that, Melissa and I got a ride with Marlyne to Helena. We met Scott and Robert at Marlyne's place and Robert and I were on our way to see Robert's mom and stepdad!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-2216564037616574434?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/2216564037616574434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=2216564037616574434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/2216564037616574434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/2216564037616574434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/07/montana-part-i.html' title='Montana Part I'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R9rEismtiqI/AAAAAAAABCA/SXLAgfC6rEk/s72-c/Caiso+196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-9031360425200745775</id><published>2007-07-13T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T09:57:50.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Travis and Cory's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ryds7EBYBVI/AAAAAAAAA9E/fz4tRHrz5kE/s1600-h/Caiso+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127186462732191058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ryds7EBYBVI/AAAAAAAAA9E/fz4tRHrz5kE/s200/Caiso+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Rydtc0BYBWI/AAAAAAAAA9M/pNK5ehbxx4U/s1600-h/Caiso+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127187042552776034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Rydtc0BYBWI/AAAAAAAAA9M/pNK5ehbxx4U/s200/Caiso+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 7-13-07 Scott, Melissa, Robert, and I all roadtripped from Folsom to Salt Lake City. We arrived at West Wendover, NV to pick up some beer before we enter Utah. In the supermarket we saw Ron White! He was doing a show in that area! I wanted to take a picture with him but I was to chicken to ask. We did see his limo though :) Once we got to Salt Lake City, we checked into our hotels and we were going to meet Brian and Laura and the wedding party for some drinks. Travis is Brian, Scott, and Robert's classmate from high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7-14-07 We all got ready for the wedding and took some pictures along the way.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Rydv5kBYBXI/AAAAAAAAA9U/fTy8veZOxyQ/s1600-h/Caiso+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127189735497270642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Rydv5kBYBXI/AAAAAAAAA9U/fTy8veZOxyQ/s200/Caiso+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RydxIEBYBZI/AAAAAAAAA9k/rRPd7RF2At0/s1600-h/Caiso+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127191084117001618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RydxIEBYBZI/AAAAAAAAA9k/rRPd7RF2At0/s200/Caiso+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RydyFEBYBaI/AAAAAAAAA9s/IZM8glNfoRI/s1600-h/Caiso+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127190414102103426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RydwhEBYBYI/AAAAAAAAA9c/fjQyicNk-Nw/s200/Caiso+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RydyFEBYBaI/AAAAAAAAA9s/IZM8glNfoRI/s1600-h/Caiso+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3rbimCAhbI/AAAAAAAABA4/K_M526i_v3g/s1600-h/Caiso+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150670511222588850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3rbimCAhbI/AAAAAAAABA4/K_M526i_v3g/s400/Caiso+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the wedding all six of us went to grab a little bite to eat and in a couple of hours we headed to the reception. The reception was held at Log Have. What a beautiful spot to have a reception!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3rZjWCAhYI/AAAAAAAABAg/qulIsjWytgo/s1600-h/Caiso+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150668325084235138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3rZjWCAhYI/AAAAAAAABAg/qulIsjWytgo/s200/Caiso+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3raT2CAhZI/AAAAAAAABAo/LtCoYekjlAk/s1600-h/Caiso+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150669158307890578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3raT2CAhZI/AAAAAAAABAo/LtCoYekjlAk/s200/Caiso+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3ra3mCAhaI/AAAAAAAABAw/oHoecjOZBcw/s1600-h/Caiso+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150669772488213922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/R3ra3mCAhaI/AAAAAAAABAw/oHoecjOZBcw/s400/Caiso+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ryd6MEBYBeI/AAAAAAAAA-M/XLfvHB0X9vs/s1600-h/Caiso+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127201048441128418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ryd6MEBYBeI/AAAAAAAAA-M/XLfvHB0X9vs/s400/Caiso+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ryd85kBYBfI/AAAAAAAAA-U/tZjvbLourQY/s1600-h/Caiso+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127204029148431858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ryd85kBYBfI/AAAAAAAAA-U/tZjvbLourQY/s400/Caiso+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ryd-nEBYBhI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Hsic1mR_nc8/s1600-h/Caiso+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127205910344107538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ryd-nEBYBhI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Hsic1mR_nc8/s400/Caiso+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ryd_gUBYBiI/AAAAAAAAA-o/rRskdWNJGg0/s1600-h/July%252B2007%252B-%252BWeddings%252B074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127206893891618338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ryd_gUBYBiI/AAAAAAAAA-o/rRskdWNJGg0/s320/July%252B2007%252B-%252BWeddings%252B074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RyeADUBYBjI/AAAAAAAAA-w/zMSu3i8rvVo/s1600-h/Caiso+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127207495187039794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RyeADUBYBjI/AAAAAAAAA-w/zMSu3i8rvVo/s320/Caiso+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RyeAzkBYBkI/AAAAAAAAA-4/N3iVAL2UzYc/s1600-h/Caiso+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127208324115727938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RyeAzkBYBkI/AAAAAAAAA-4/N3iVAL2UzYc/s320/Caiso+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RyeC4EBYBnI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/jBHJSbsfwFQ/s1600-h/July%252B2007%252B-%252BWeddings%252B079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127210600448394866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RyeC4EBYBnI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/jBHJSbsfwFQ/s320/July%252B2007%252B-%252BWeddings%252B079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RyeDuEBYBoI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/QAIryjXbKOg/s1600-h/Caiso+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127211528161330818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RyeDuEBYBoI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/QAIryjXbKOg/s320/Caiso+153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RyeE0kBYBqI/AAAAAAAAA_o/d4nvlHY4eWI/s1600-h/July%252B2007%252B-%252BWeddings%252B090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127212739342108322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RyeE0kBYBqI/AAAAAAAAA_o/d4nvlHY4eWI/s320/July%252B2007%252B-%252BWeddings%252B090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RyeB8UBYBlI/AAAAAAAAA_A/iE9O48pj6Gc/s1600-h/Caiso+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-9031360425200745775?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/9031360425200745775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=9031360425200745775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/9031360425200745775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/9031360425200745775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/10/travis-and-corys-wedding.html' title='Travis and Cory&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ryds7EBYBVI/AAAAAAAAA9E/fz4tRHrz5kE/s72-c/Caiso+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-4750111945621750844</id><published>2007-07-05T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T10:00:15.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ND Part I</title><content type='html'>6-28-07&lt;br /&gt;At 4:30 am, Thursday morning Robert and I headed to the airport. I was going to leave for ND, and Robert was going to MN for work. We get to the airport and find out our plane was cancelled! I couldn't even get a flight to ND. So Robert and I decided to fly out Saturday morning. We arrived in Minneapolis around 1:00 and then I said goodbye to Robert and left for Fargo.&lt;br /&gt;6-30-07&lt;br /&gt;Dacy and her husband, Rob, picked me up at the airport. Dacy wanted to take me to the HoHut Mongolian Grill. I never ate there before and this place is Dacy and Rob's favorite place to dine out. We met Lacey at the HoHut and all had a great dinner. We decided that we would begin our night out in the city at Bordertown. Lacey and I went to her new apartment in Eagle Run and I unpacked and freshened up for the night. I called Mand&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL9C3hKBYI/AAAAAAAAA5M/ncVBpbWtn1U/s1600-h/Caiso+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y and we all would meet at the Bordertown. Lacey and I arrived there and talked a little bit to Trina. Reid and his fiance, Sarah, came to the Bordertown too. He brought a few friends with him and I knew them too. So it was a nice little reunion. Mandy and Levi, her boyfriend, arrived and Dacy and Rob arrived shortly after. Mandy called Kelsi and she drove from Detroit Lakes to meet us at the Bordertown too. We played some pool there and later that evening we went to Mr. G's to do some dancing and partied the night away. I had such a good time that night and to be with my close friends. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL9vHhKBcI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ENpTqo4OD9E/s1600-h/Caiso+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL-c3hKBfI/AAAAAAAAA6E/rMbY6J55_Ig/s1600-h/Caiso+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL9OXhKBZI/AAAAAAAAA5U/BuOOo_ql-H0/s1600-h/Caiso+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL9cHhKBaI/AAAAAAAAA5c/D48H2FOZBiQ/s1600-h/Caiso+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL-KnhKBeI/AAAAAAAAA58/tBdLLH7b5d0/s1600-h/Caiso+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL9mnhKBbI/AAAAAAAAA5k/x-7_uQdIxZM/s1600-h/Caiso+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL973hKBdI/AAAAAAAAA50/7MDhVmD4oSk/s1600-h/l_0f6b3f85a2c86c25c9aaf47321c168e8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMAtHhKBgI/AAAAAAAAA6M/OxPcuv4xEic/s1600-h/Caiso+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103423577853134338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMAtHhKBgI/AAAAAAAAA6M/OxPcuv4xEic/s400/Caiso+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Lacey, Mandy, Me, Dacy, and Sarah. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMA83hKBhI/AAAAAAAAA6U/d0qG5p_bVfo/s1600-h/Caiso+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103423848436074002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMA83hKBhI/AAAAAAAAA6U/d0qG5p_bVfo/s400/Caiso+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chuck Norris shot!&lt;br /&gt;** Levi and Mandy.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMBUXhKBiI/AAAAAAAAA6c/QUwr0_LpYxo/s1600-h/Caiso+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103424252162999842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMBUXhKBiI/AAAAAAAAA6c/QUwr0_LpYxo/s400/Caiso+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dacy, Kelsi, Lacey, Mandy, and I. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMBjHhKBjI/AAAAAAAAA6k/bihWeX-dYS0/s1600-h/Caiso+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103424505566070322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMBjHhKBjI/AAAAAAAAA6k/bihWeX-dYS0/s400/Caiso+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dacy and Rob. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMBynhKBkI/AAAAAAAAA6s/FE9yI8jIjRo/s1600-h/Caiso+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103424771854042690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMBynhKBkI/AAAAAAAAA6s/FE9yI8jIjRo/s400/Caiso+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMCSXhKBmI/AAAAAAAAA68/QNM0ieOJpDo/s1600-h/Caiso+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103425317314889314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMCSXhKBmI/AAAAAAAAA68/QNM0ieOJpDo/s400/Caiso+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMB_XhKBlI/AAAAAAAAA60/V8LKLQJ2GKg/s1600-h/Caiso+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103424990897374802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMB_XhKBlI/AAAAAAAAA60/V8LKLQJ2GKg/s400/Caiso+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMCe3hKBnI/AAAAAAAAA7E/YlGDA3McN0Y/s1600-h/l_0f6b3f85a2c86c25c9aaf47321c168e8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103425532063254130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMCe3hKBnI/AAAAAAAAA7E/YlGDA3McN0Y/s400/l_0f6b3f85a2c86c25c9aaf47321c168e8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7-1-07&lt;br /&gt;All day Sunday, Lacey and I just bummed around the apartment. Dacy called and said that we should come over for dinner. Rob was going to make some hamburgers and later that night we all watched a scary movie, Dead Silence.&lt;br /&gt;7-2-97&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning. Lacey was called in to work. After she got done with her clients, I got my hair done. I just added some highlights to my hair. Once we were done with that, we headed to Wishek! It was great to see my parents! Gosh, I missed them so much. My parents had to work the next day so they went to be bed early. Lacey and I took a walk around town and I saw some lights on at one of my friend's house. So we knocked on the his door and we talked to to Dustin for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;7-3-07&lt;br /&gt;While my parents were at work, Lacey and I kind of just chilled at the house. I did some studying and Lacey washed her car. Lacey and I decided to make my parents dinner. So went to our local grocery store and got some items. We started cooking dinner and my mom and dad were coming home from work. After dinner we decided to go golfing. After our game we went to visit my grandpa and grandma. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL8H3hKBVI/AAAAAAAAA40/Vx7LF91lrLw/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103418539856495954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL8H3hKBVI/AAAAAAAAA40/Vx7LF91lrLw/s400/DSC00258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL8h3hKBXI/AAAAAAAAA5E/AyZUj4YLKME/s1600-h/Caiso+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103418986533094770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL8h3hKBXI/AAAAAAAAA5E/AyZUj4YLKME/s400/Caiso+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL8YXhKBWI/AAAAAAAAA48/0fm0wtleswY/s1600-h/Caiso+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103418823324337506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL8YXhKBWI/AAAAAAAAA48/0fm0wtleswY/s400/Caiso+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lacey, mom, dad, and the "Viking" golf cart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lacey and dad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-4750111945621750844?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/4750111945621750844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=4750111945621750844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/4750111945621750844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/4750111945621750844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/06/nd-part-i.html' title='ND Part I'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtMAtHhKBgI/AAAAAAAAA6M/OxPcuv4xEic/s72-c/Caiso+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-4948119454040303769</id><published>2007-07-04T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T10:03:50.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ND Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL7IXhKBUI/AAAAAAAAA4s/NWOZLJrmxdo/s1600-h/DSC00268(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103417448934802754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL7IXhKBUI/AAAAAAAAA4s/NWOZLJrmxdo/s400/DSC00268(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My uncle, Gerald, and my aunt, Peggy, with Scott's baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL0xXhKBQI/AAAAAAAAA4M/PrqDGfa_2Ls/s1600-h/Caiso+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103410456728044802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL0xXhKBQI/AAAAAAAAA4M/PrqDGfa_2Ls/s400/Caiso+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7-4-07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom, Lacey, and I said goodbye to my dad and us three headed towards Dickinson. Our plans were to stop in Bismarck and see my Aunt, Peggy, and Uncle, Gerald. We had to take two cars up to Bismarck because Lacey had to go to work on Friday morning. We parked Lacey's car at their place and we would pick it up Thursday night. It would be faster driving from Bismarck to Fargo. While our visit with Peggy and Gerald, my cousin, Scott, his baby was with them. It was my first time seeing him! He is such a sweet baby. After a couple hours, we said goodbye to them and proceeded to Dickinson to see my aunt, Cheryl, and uncle, Joel. At my Aunt's house, my grandpa and grandma Fischer were there. After my grandparents left, we went to a bar and grill called Liquid. We were going to meet up with Joel's brother and his family. We were all acquainted with each other and had a pretty good 4th of July. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL0RHhKBOI/AAAAAAAAA38/neJk_Ha1f14/s1600-h/Caiso+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103409902677263586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL0RHhKBOI/AAAAAAAAA38/neJk_Ha1f14/s200/Caiso+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL0bHhKBPI/AAAAAAAAA4E/x9HCAFxWVo0/s1600-h/Caiso+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103410074475955442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL0bHhKBPI/AAAAAAAAA4E/x9HCAFxWVo0/s200/Caiso+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Gail, Joel, Cheryl and my mom.&lt;br /&gt;**Lacey, Jessica, and I.&lt;br /&gt;7-5-07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we were going to see my cousin, Jessica, and her new baby, Tahj. What a cutie he is. Visited with Jessica and her baby and my aunt, Carleen. She came over to the house after she was down with work. Later on, Cheryl came over to the house too. After a while, we all said goodbye and my mom, Lacey, and I headed towards Medora. Our plan was to take a golf cart ride through Medora's new golf course, The Bully Pit. We got there and discovered they stopped doing that. We had a lot of time before the Medora Musical started, so we decided to go through the National park and do some driving around the historical town. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLwPHhKBLI/AAAAAAAAA3k/wulf7lOxcN4/s1600-h/Caiso+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103405470271014066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLwPHhKBLI/AAAAAAAAA3k/wulf7lOxcN4/s320/Caiso+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103404692881933474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLvh3hKBKI/AAAAAAAAA3c/-7hWXNJIq1E/s400/painted+canyon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;**Painted Canyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLu_3hKBJI/AAAAAAAAA3U/z-vihnIlxwg/s1600-h/Caiso+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103404108766381202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLu_3hKBJI/AAAAAAAAA3U/z-vihnIlxwg/s400/Caiso+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;**Medora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLuV3hKBII/AAAAAAAAA3M/y4SE5EJxK7I/s1600-h/Medora.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103403387211875458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLuV3hKBII/AAAAAAAAA3M/y4SE5EJxK7I/s400/Medora.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; **Bullypit Golf Course&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL1fHhKBRI/AAAAAAAAA4U/QNChwRHO97o/s1600-h/Caiso+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103411242707059986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL1fHhKBRI/AAAAAAAAA4U/QNChwRHO97o/s400/Caiso+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Little Mississippi River&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLxvnhKBNI/AAAAAAAAA30/6dTRD-FRNrQ/s1600-h/Caiso+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103407128128390354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLxvnhKBNI/AAAAAAAAA30/6dTRD-FRNrQ/s400/Caiso+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLnQHhKA9I/AAAAAAAAA10/5uN-9-soS1o/s1600-h/Caiso+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103395591846233042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLnQHhKA9I/AAAAAAAAA10/5uN-9-soS1o/s200/Caiso+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLnlHhKA-I/AAAAAAAAA18/aUBMhomZd_Y/s1600-h/Caiso+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103395952623485922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLnlHhKA-I/AAAAAAAAA18/aUBMhomZd_Y/s200/Caiso+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLn_HhKBAI/AAAAAAAAA2M/CXUBEzxKADs/s1600-h/Caiso+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103396399300084738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLn_HhKBAI/AAAAAAAAA2M/CXUBEzxKADs/s200/Caiso+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLn3HhKA_I/AAAAAAAAA2E/NaAPrQzVuXk/s1600-h/Caiso+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103396261861131250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLn3HhKA_I/AAAAAAAAA2E/NaAPrQzVuXk/s200/Caiso+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103413226981950770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL3SnhKBTI/AAAAAAAAA4k/xOnnFAeYn14/s400/Caiso+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLme3hKA7I/AAAAAAAAA1k/ZmARC6F3FZE/s1600-h/Caiso+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103394745737675698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLme3hKA7I/AAAAAAAAA1k/ZmARC6F3FZE/s400/Caiso+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 7-6-07&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLrRHhKBFI/AAAAAAAAA20/t0HbrfnBvwI/s1600-h/Caiso+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103400007072613458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLrRHhKBFI/AAAAAAAAA20/t0HbrfnBvwI/s320/Caiso+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLrGHhKBEI/AAAAAAAAA2s/dnxyv3mfRaE/s1600-h/Caiso+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103399818094052418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLrGHhKBEI/AAAAAAAAA2s/dnxyv3mfRaE/s320/Caiso+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLqrnhKBCI/AAAAAAAAA2c/ceKPfaiAxRY/s1600-h/Caiso+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103399362827519010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLqrnhKBCI/AAAAAAAAA2c/ceKPfaiAxRY/s320/Caiso+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLqfnhKBBI/AAAAAAAAA2U/wDdpS86QxPw/s1600-h/Caiso+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103399156669088786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLqfnhKBBI/AAAAAAAAA2U/wDdpS86QxPw/s320/Caiso+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLq1nhKBDI/AAAAAAAAA2k/lsnwiWMzY7Y/s1600-h/Caiso+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103399534626210866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLq1nhKBDI/AAAAAAAAA2k/lsnwiWMzY7Y/s320/Caiso+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The musical didn't get over until 11:00 pm MT time. And Lacey and I had to drive to Fargo yet! Plus we gained an hour, because we are Central time. So we had a 329 mile drive to do! And Lacey had to work at 9:00 in the morning. I drove to Bismarck while my mom was getting some rest. Picked up Lacey's car and us two started towards Fargo and my mom was heading home. The drive actually went pretty fast. We arrived in Fargo about 4:30 am. So Lacey and I drove from the west side to the east side of ND. That was fun! Later that afternoon, Robert was going to drive from Minneapolis to Fargo and picked me up and we both headed to Wishek! I was so happy Robert was able to come and see my family. It was really sweet of him too. I have the best boyfriend in the world! :) When we arrived in Wishek, I had to go to the fairgrounds and meet some of my friends. That weekend the big Tri-County Fair was going on. Met my friends out there and we all decided to get a couple drinks at our local bar.&lt;br /&gt;7-7-07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My whole family was home again!! It was great having everybody there. I wish I could freeze time when I am home visiting :) Lance, Tammy, Lacey, my dad, Robert and I all went golfing. Spent the afternoon golfing and we were all going to go to the bullarama at the fairgrounds. After the bullarama, Robert, Lacey and I stayed at the fairgrounds to meet up with our friends. The Roosters were the entertainment band that night.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLi-nhKA3I/AAAAAAAAA1E/I2XfOg_tzPI/s1600-h/Caiso+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103390893152011122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLi-nhKA3I/AAAAAAAAA1E/I2XfOg_tzPI/s320/Caiso+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLjHXhKA4I/AAAAAAAAA1M/mUHdAS4L9DE/s1600-h/Caiso+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103391043475866498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLjHXhKA4I/AAAAAAAAA1M/mUHdAS4L9DE/s320/Caiso+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLj53hKA5I/AAAAAAAAA1U/qeo5RcUvjnA/s1600-h/Caiso+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103391911059260306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLj53hKA5I/AAAAAAAAA1U/qeo5RcUvjnA/s400/Caiso+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Bullarama&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL2CHhKBSI/AAAAAAAAA4c/BMcOX2z0WkM/s1600-h/Caiso+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103411844002481442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL2CHhKBSI/AAAAAAAAA4c/BMcOX2z0WkM/s400/Caiso+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7-8-07 We all got our butts out of bed and went to church. My mom made us lunch and this time we all went golfing again. My mom and my nieces came out this time. It was so much fun. Later that afternoon I had to say goodbye to Lance and his family :( and Robert left to go back to Minneapolis. Lacey and I were going to stay one more day. My mom took work off, so we were going to spend the afternoon with her. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLg43hKAzI/AAAAAAAAA0k/yfpwJxZoy5Y/s1600-h/Caiso+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103388595344507698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLg43hKAzI/AAAAAAAAA0k/yfpwJxZoy5Y/s200/Caiso+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLgfnhKAyI/AAAAAAAAA0c/MePQoRYUxlM/s1600-h/DSC00309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103388161552810786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLgfnhKAyI/AAAAAAAAA0c/MePQoRYUxlM/s200/DSC00309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLhrHhKA1I/AAAAAAAAA00/j_XgxKMthDk/s1600-h/Caiso+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103389458632934226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLhrHhKA1I/AAAAAAAAA00/j_XgxKMthDk/s200/Caiso+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLh1XhKA2I/AAAAAAAAA08/B4zy3gQ4sww/s1600-h/Caiso+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103389634726593378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLh1XhKA2I/AAAAAAAAA08/B4zy3gQ4sww/s320/Caiso+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLhLnhKA0I/AAAAAAAAA0s/fJGEpWxLfs8/s1600-h/Caiso+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103388917467054914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLhLnhKA0I/AAAAAAAAA0s/fJGEpWxLfs8/s200/Caiso+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-9-07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad day. Had to leave my mom and dad :( Love you very much. Lacey and I drove back to Fargo. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLeKHhKAwI/AAAAAAAAA0M/kGw8tvgIyZU/s1600-h/Caiso+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103385593162367746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLeKHhKAwI/AAAAAAAAA0M/kGw8tvgIyZU/s400/Caiso+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My fabulous, gorgeous mom. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLe-XhKAxI/AAAAAAAAA0U/n7IlxqkppSg/s1600-h/Caiso+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103386490810532626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLe-XhKAxI/AAAAAAAAA0U/n7IlxqkppSg/s400/Caiso+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lacey and I with our cats, Duchess and Lucky.&lt;br /&gt;7-10-07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lacey and I on the road again to New York Mills. My good friend, Liza, lives there. We were on our way to see her and her baby, Lydia. We spent most of the afternoon at her place. It was happy I was able to see her and her Lydia. Later we drove back to Fargo and went to Dacy's house on more time to say goodbye :( &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLcbnhKAuI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Dq9X2Z9Sx8U/s1600-h/Copy+of+Caiso+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103383694786822882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLcbnhKAuI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Dq9X2Z9Sx8U/s320/Copy+of+Caiso+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; **Lacey and Spirit, Dacy's cat, playing Guitar Hero. :)&lt;br /&gt;7-11-07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lacey took me to the airport. And I had to say goodbye to her. Again my vacation to ND just flew bye. I couldn't believe it was over already. I wish I could spend more time with my family, friends and my best friend in the whole world, Lacey. Miss you and Love you very much.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLcDnhKAtI/AAAAAAAAAz0/zlBXONxhYQo/s1600-h/Caiso+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103383282469962450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtLcDnhKAtI/AAAAAAAAAz0/zlBXONxhYQo/s400/Caiso+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little did I know, my day only gets worse. Towards the end of my vacation, I got sick. More like a sinus congestion. Flying to Minneapolis wasn't a bad flight, besides the fact that I was crying on the plane...already missing my family. I get to the airport and I just feel like crap. I had such a headache and I was just congested. So, I am looking for some sinus medication, and I could only find Benadryl. Benadryl really makes a person pretty drowsy. I arrived in Minneapolis around 5:30. My flight to Sacramento was at 9:15. Thank goodness Robert was going with me to Sacramento and plus he got off of work early to keep me company. I was so happy he did that. What a sweetheart or should I say "sweatheart", Robert? :) Anyways, finally we got on the plane and off we went. The flight went fine until the end. As we were descending, my ears were hurting so bad! First of all, I was so congested. So when we were descending, I had a lot of pressure in my ears and my ears just started ringing and hurting. It was so bad, I was nearly in tears. Once we got off that darn plane, I had only one ear popped. So I am walking around with one plugged ear. I am in just a foul mood, poor Robert. So now we are waiting for my luggage and mine doesn't come. It is 11:00 am and I am tired, not feeling good, one ear plugged, and now my luggage is lost! Oh my gosh! So we go to the lost luggage department and fill out forms for it. We found out my luggage went to NC! I wouldn't care too much if it took a couple of days for my luggage to come, but Scott, Melissa, Robert, and I were leaving early Friday morning to drive to Salt Lake City. So I needed my luggage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7-12-07 - Happy Birthday Mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lost luggage department told us that my luggage was suppose to be on the 7:00 pm flight today. So, I was pretty excited and hoping that it will be here. Robert and I went to the mall to pick up a couple of shirts just in case it didn't arrive in time before we took of to SLC. Drove to the airport and waited for the luggage to get off the 7:00 flight. Waited to the end, no luggage. I am upset... poor Robert. Talk to the lost luggage dept. again and told us it might be on the 11:00 flight tonight. She told us she would give us a call if my luggage arrived. I was like yeah whatever, I won't have my luggage in time. Later that night, Scott and Melissa arrived at our apartment. And to my surprise, at 11:30 the lost luggage dept. called and said they had it!! Let's just say that made my day. Back to happy Liza Jo :) Sorry, I have a caffeine buzz going on here :) Friday morning, my dearest Robert got himself out of bed at 4:15 am to drive to the airport and pick up my luggage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-4948119454040303769?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/4948119454040303769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=4948119454040303769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/4948119454040303769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/4948119454040303769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/08/nd-part-ii.html' title='ND Part II'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RtL7IXhKBUI/AAAAAAAAA4s/NWOZLJrmxdo/s72-c/DSC00268(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-1735490538512997936</id><published>2007-06-13T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T16:25:13.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lydia Ann Klettke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnRvjpy0AtI/AAAAAAAAAx4/vyR8DYvnfTY/s1600-h/Klettke+Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076805338258473682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnRvjpy0AtI/AAAAAAAAAx4/vyR8DYvnfTY/s400/Klettke+Family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Lydia Ann Klettke was born on Wednesday, June 13, 2007, at 6:11am by c-section. She was 6lbs 4oz and 19inches. They found out she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck 3 times. I am so glad everything turned out okay and Liza is doing just fine. Congratulations again Lucas and Liza. Can't wait to meet Lydia and to see you guys in July!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnRvSZy0AsI/AAAAAAAAAxw/O9h5sC-_p_g/s1600-h/Lydia+Ann+6-15-07+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076805041905730242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnRvSZy0AsI/AAAAAAAAAxw/O9h5sC-_p_g/s400/Lydia+Ann+6-15-07+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnRu95y0AqI/AAAAAAAAAxg/qn3QgrHijck/s1600-h/Lydia+Ann+6-14-07+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076804689718411938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnRu95y0AqI/AAAAAAAAAxg/qn3QgrHijck/s400/Lydia+Ann+6-14-07+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnRvGpy0ArI/AAAAAAAAAxo/HbzFGTjIgV8/s1600-h/Lydia+Ann+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076804840042267314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnRvGpy0ArI/AAAAAAAAAxo/HbzFGTjIgV8/s400/Lydia+Ann+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnRxPZy0AuI/AAAAAAAAAyA/eZCCz-Dai3Y/s1600-h/untitled-2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076807189389378274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnRxPZy0AuI/AAAAAAAAAyA/eZCCz-Dai3Y/s400/untitled-2" 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/30187363-1735490538512997936?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/1735490538512997936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=1735490538512997936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/1735490538512997936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/1735490538512997936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/06/lydia-ann-klettke.html' title='Lydia Ann Klettke'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnRvjpy0AtI/AAAAAAAAAx4/vyR8DYvnfTY/s72-c/Klettke+Family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-7359130498038632363</id><published>2007-06-10T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T17:51:59.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RqlAkjZaOcI/AAAAAAAAAzI/nFZr4HG0wuE/s1600-h/Caiso+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091671850440341954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RqlAkjZaOcI/AAAAAAAAAzI/nFZr4HG0wuE/s200/Caiso+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RqlA5DZaOdI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/JdgYHDMxuc0/s1600-h/Caiso+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091672202627660242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RqlA5DZaOdI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/JdgYHDMxuc0/s200/Caiso+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Birthday weekend didn't start good for Robert. He missed his flight in Minneapolis so he was on standby. He was suppose to catch the 5:00 flight and arrive in Sacramento at 7:00pm. So he was on standby for the 9:00 flight and later he found out it was delayed for a couple of hours. The only good news was he was not on standby and now he had a spot on the plane. Well, he arrived around 3am in Sacramento. Poor guy. We had to get up the next morning and look at houses with our wonderful realtor, Lauren. We did find a house that we really liked. Our orignal plans were to go to Santa Rosa to see Jeanine and Rhonda. The time we got done looking at houses it was late afternoon and we were pretty tired from the night before. So we agreed to head up to Mt. Tamalpais Sunday morning and just meet Jeanine and Jenny "princess" there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year around the same time, Robert and I went to &lt;em&gt;Fiddler on the Roof&lt;/em&gt;. This year we were going to see &lt;em&gt;Hair. The link to the mountain play is &lt;a href="http://www.mountainplay.org/"&gt;http://www.mountainplay.org/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RoF4mpy0A2I/AAAAAAAAAzA/rom-xdofOgo/s1600-h/HAIR.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080474460099969890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RoF4mpy0A2I/AAAAAAAAAzA/rom-xdofOgo/s400/HAIR.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cushing Memorial Amphitheatre (a.k.a."The Mountain Theatre"), Mt. Tamalpais State Park, Mill Valley, California&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RqlBKDZaOeI/AAAAAAAAAzY/Ynt7vSkNU4Q/s1600-h/Caiso+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091672494685436386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RqlBKDZaOeI/AAAAAAAAAzY/Ynt7vSkNU4Q/s200/Caiso+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RqlBdzZaOfI/AAAAAAAAAzg/XsexVmX-Muc/s1600-h/Caiso+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091672833987852786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RqlBdzZaOfI/AAAAAAAAAzg/XsexVmX-Muc/s200/Caiso+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-7359130498038632363?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/7359130498038632363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=7359130498038632363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/7359130498038632363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/7359130498038632363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-birthday-weekend.html' title='My Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RqlAkjZaOcI/AAAAAAAAAzI/nFZr4HG0wuE/s72-c/Caiso+085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-2673290963179400650</id><published>2007-05-28T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T11:04:28.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kaden!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnwOr5y0AwI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/uBu8qebdDkQ/s1600-h/14aee9bf-0e1d-11dc-be33-001676405e5dw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078950627178185474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnwOr5y0AwI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/uBu8qebdDkQ/s400/14aee9bf-0e1d-11dc-be33-001676405e5dw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaden Lane Bader is the son of Corey and Amanda Bader. I can't believe he is 1 years old! My, my, do they grow up so fast. Hope you had a great birthday, little Kaden. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnwOm5y0AvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/F34U1HuJU9c/s1600-h/f6df1398-0e1c-11dc-be33-001676405e5dw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078950541278839538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnwOm5y0AvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/F34U1HuJU9c/s400/f6df1398-0e1c-11dc-be33-001676405e5dw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:)&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnwOxJy0AxI/AAAAAAAAAyY/9pdUry7eBzc/s1600-h/1d36e753-0e1d-11dc-be33-001676405e5dw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078950717372498706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnwOxJy0AxI/AAAAAAAAAyY/9pdUry7eBzc/s400/1d36e753-0e1d-11dc-be33-001676405e5dw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnwO6py0AyI/AAAAAAAAAyg/OOhFC67t0Ec/s1600-h/0e35f60b-0e1d-11dc-be33-001676405e5dw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078950880581255970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnwO6py0AyI/AAAAAAAAAyg/OOhFC67t0Ec/s400/0e35f60b-0e1d-11dc-be33-001676405e5dw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-2673290963179400650?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/2673290963179400650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=2673290963179400650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/2673290963179400650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/2673290963179400650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-kaden.html' title='Happy Birthday Kaden!'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnwOr5y0AwI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/uBu8qebdDkQ/s72-c/14aee9bf-0e1d-11dc-be33-001676405e5dw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-1558768923066752285</id><published>2007-05-26T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T09:26:37.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert's Birthday weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQV2py0AgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/cy_uZLRXM6k/s1600-h/DSCN0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076706708629488130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQV2py0AgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/cy_uZLRXM6k/s200/DSCN0238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQWBpy0AhI/AAAAAAAAAwY/MavVlDC8Vw4/s1600-h/DSCN0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076706897608049170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQWBpy0AhI/AAAAAAAAAwY/MavVlDC8Vw4/s200/DSCN0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Late Saturday afternoon, Robert and I headed to the Bay area. One of Robert, Scott, and Melissa's good friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Papu&lt;/span&gt;, from Montana was flying into SF for the weekend. We were all going to meet up with him later that night. Scott had a friend who was throwing a house party and we were going to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Papu&lt;/span&gt; there. Scott and Melissa took us to a very unique place to have dinner. There was like 6 restaurants in this alley. It was all lit up with strings of lights connecting from one building to the other. Most of the restaurants you eat outside. It was such a beautiful place and the food was so good. After dinner, we headed to the party and to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Papu&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQWtJy0AiI/AAAAAAAAAwg/WByxYyv5EZA/s1600-h/DSCN0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076707644932358690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQWtJy0AiI/AAAAAAAAAwg/WByxYyv5EZA/s400/DSCN0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert, Scott, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Papu&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQXlpy0AjI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Ja_v4irp7Gk/s1600-h/DSCN0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076708615594967602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQXlpy0AjI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Ja_v4irp7Gk/s400/DSCN0243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love Melissa's "tough" face! Me, on the other hand, I must not have gotten the memo?! :)&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQYLZy0AkI/AAAAAAAAAww/1CCF8cWeZuk/s1600-h/DSCN0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076709264135029314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQYLZy0AkI/AAAAAAAAAww/1CCF8cWeZuk/s400/DSCN0267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh dear, breaking out the good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' Al &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bundy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQaO5y0AlI/AAAAAAAAAw4/LoNsT-iP0Tc/s1600-h/DSCN0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pose!!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQal5y0AmI/AAAAAAAAAxA/wnihvGD275o/s1600-h/DSCN0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076711918424818274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQal5y0AmI/AAAAAAAAAxA/wnihvGD275o/s200/DSCN0275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQa0Jy0AnI/AAAAAAAAAxI/AeKYkzKD4N8/s1600-h/DSCN0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076712163237954162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQa0Jy0AnI/AAAAAAAAAxI/AeKYkzKD4N8/s200/DSCN0256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQbGpy0AoI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/HRg9RqRupBo/s1600-h/DSCN0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076712481065534082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQbGpy0AoI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/HRg9RqRupBo/s400/DSCN0241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh boy, can we say Taxi. Thank goodness Melissa kindly offered to be the DD that night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy 29th Birthday Robert!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RoE9M5y0AzI/AAAAAAAAAyo/D8LZ1uQU92A/s1600-h/Caiso+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080409146532299570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RoE9M5y0AzI/AAAAAAAAAyo/D8LZ1uQU92A/s400/Caiso+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RoE9kJy0A0I/AAAAAAAAAyw/ndarQsmcdcM/s1600-h/Caiso+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080409545964258114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RoE9kJy0A0I/AAAAAAAAAyw/ndarQsmcdcM/s400/Caiso+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-1558768923066752285?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/1558768923066752285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=1558768923066752285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/1558768923066752285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/1558768923066752285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/05/roberts-birthday-weekend.html' title='Robert&apos;s Birthday weekend!'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQV2py0AgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/cy_uZLRXM6k/s72-c/DSCN0238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-6976241386708763122</id><published>2007-05-19T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T09:35:19.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott and Melissa come to visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnP7UJy0ASI/AAAAAAAAAug/RAtqurjAnKc/s1600-h/DSCN0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076677528621678882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnP7UJy0ASI/AAAAAAAAAug/RAtqurjAnKc/s400/DSCN0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scott and Melissa came from the Bay area to hang out with us and to play our new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;! I think that's the only reason why they came to see us. Use us for our games j/k :) :) Anyways, they came down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; night and we played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; for most of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday morning, we all decided to take a hike. So Robert and I knew of a good hike to take not far from where we live. It was a hike to Clementine Dam. It was a nice easy hike and it is about a 2 to 3 hour hike. I think we all had a good time. Especially, Scott and Robert, disturbing the peace with Scott's slingshot. I bet you can just imagine those two aiming at all types of "targets" to hit. Melissa, what are we going to do with those two? After the hike, we all got ready and went to a sushi bar call ed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mikunis&lt;/span&gt;. From &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mikunis&lt;/span&gt; we went to the bowling alley and bowled a couple of games and played some pool. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnP6_Zy0ARI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Abe-p1lSaIU/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076677172139393298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnP6_Zy0ARI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Abe-p1lSaIU/s400/DSC00136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnP6pZy0AQI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/7QhdW_NyfkE/s1600-h/Clementine+Dam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076676794182271234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnP6pZy0AQI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/7QhdW_NyfkE/s400/Clementine+Dam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQFpZy0AbI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Z-Z7i6sE5fI/s1600-h/DSCN0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076688888810176946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQFpZy0AbI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Z-Z7i6sE5fI/s200/DSCN0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQFdpy0AaI/AAAAAAAAAvg/oGlMkvrxLxk/s1600-h/DSC00137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076688686946714018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQFdpy0AaI/AAAAAAAAAvg/oGlMkvrxLxk/s200/DSC00137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQFIZy0AYI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/C_8X2Z3Iq_E/s1600-h/DSCN0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076688321874493826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQFIZy0AYI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/C_8X2Z3Iq_E/s200/DSCN0174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQFTZy0AZI/AAAAAAAAAvY/bPTPsqFjdDU/s1600-h/DSCN0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076688510853054866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQFTZy0AZI/AAAAAAAAAvY/bPTPsqFjdDU/s200/DSCN0183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQAbZy0AXI/AAAAAAAAAvI/dXCikhKwXXg/s1600-h/DSCN0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076683150733869426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQAbZy0AXI/AAAAAAAAAvI/dXCikhKwXXg/s400/DSCN0178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These last 4 pictures were taken at a different time when Robert and I just went on the hike. I want to show you Clementine Lake and the Dam. When Robert and I went to the Dam, the water was coming out of all the openings surrounding the dam. The picture of Robert (above) on the giant steps is when we went with Scott and Melissa and when Robert and I went by ourselves, Robert wouldn't have been able to climb on those steps because the water was coming through the openings. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQHw5y0AcI/AAAAAAAAAvw/qtQkYMKZ2w0/s1600-h/Lake+Clementine+Trail+and+the+Dam.++From+Auburn+take+Highway+40+towards+Foresthill+Rd_006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076691216682451394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQHw5y0AcI/AAAAAAAAAvw/qtQkYMKZ2w0/s400/Lake+Clementine+Trail+and+the+Dam.++From+Auburn+take+Highway+40+towards+Foresthill+Rd_006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can see the "giant " stairs on the right corner of this picture. This is where Robert was standing when we took the hike with Melissa and Scott. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQLS5y0AdI/AAAAAAAAAv4/G6BiGc639F4/s1600-h/Clementine+Dam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076695099332886994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQLS5y0AdI/AAAAAAAAAv4/G6BiGc639F4/s400/Clementine+Dam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQLfpy0AeI/AAAAAAAAAwA/f0Lle-sQFxM/s1600-h/Lake+Clementine+Trail+and+the+Dam.++From+Auburn+take+Highway+40+towards+Foresthill+Rd_005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076695318376219106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQLfpy0AeI/AAAAAAAAAwA/f0Lle-sQFxM/s400/Lake+Clementine+Trail+and+the+Dam.++From+Auburn+take+Highway+40+towards+Foresthill+Rd_005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lake Clementine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQLr5y0AfI/AAAAAAAAAwI/PQ0TKZIeU3U/s1600-h/Lake+Clementine+Trail+and+the+Dam.++From+Auburn+take+Highway+40+towards+Foresthill+Rd_009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076695528829616626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnQLr5y0AfI/AAAAAAAAAwI/PQ0TKZIeU3U/s400/Lake+Clementine+Trail+and+the+Dam.++From+Auburn+take+Highway+40+towards+Foresthill+Rd_009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On your hike to the dam, you see a large beautiful bridge crossing the river.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the words of the Hoover Dam Guide in &lt;em&gt;Vegas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; starring Chevy Chase: "I am your dam guide, Arnie, please don't wander off the dam tour and please take all the dam pictures you want. Now are there any dam questions?" Robert loves to say "I am your dam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tour guide&lt;/span&gt;, if you have any dam questions..." I think he says that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; when we talk about taking this hike :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am taking some facts out of a hiking book we have called San &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Francisco&lt;/span&gt; Bay Area Hikes. Lake Clementine is a 3.5 mile-long lake. Was formed when the 155-foot high dam was finished in 1939. The dam was built as a debris-catching device to protect bridges downstream. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-6976241386708763122?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/6976241386708763122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=6976241386708763122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/6976241386708763122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/6976241386708763122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/05/scott-and-melissa-come-to-visit.html' title='Scott and Melissa come to visit'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnP7UJy0ASI/AAAAAAAAAug/RAtqurjAnKc/s72-c/DSCN0180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-2696482653229945657</id><published>2007-05-06T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T08:27:03.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lazy Sunday in Tahoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMacJy0API/AAAAAAAAAuI/P0LqbfE3nMI/s1600-h/DSCN1460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076430275944382706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMacJy0API/AAAAAAAAAuI/P0LqbfE3nMI/s400/DSCN1460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A weekend in May, Robert and I headed towards the mountains. It was such a beautiful drive with snowcaps on top of the mountains and everything was so green. We drove into South Lake Tahoe and did some shopping and after that we headed to Baldwin Beach. Robert thought he could take the challenge and take a dip in the water. Boy was he wrong! The water was freezing!! I could hardly stand in the lake for a couple of minutes. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMZlJy0ALI/AAAAAAAAAto/yK7_n7GOaNU/s1600-h/DSCN1466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076429331051577522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMZlJy0ALI/AAAAAAAAAto/yK7_n7GOaNU/s400/DSCN1466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMZuZy0AMI/AAAAAAAAAtw/sm9Qp4KL5gw/s1600-h/DSCN1463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076429489965367490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMZuZy0AMI/AAAAAAAAAtw/sm9Qp4KL5gw/s400/DSCN1463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMZ05y0ANI/AAAAAAAAAt4/h9a3CizlMl0/s1600-h/DSCN1467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076429601634517202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMZ05y0ANI/AAAAAAAAAt4/h9a3CizlMl0/s400/DSCN1467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076429730483536098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMZ8Zy0AOI/AAAAAAAAAuA/LVNzmDrmZJg/s400/DSCN1459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lake looked really colorful that day. You can kind of see in this picture the different blues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-2696482653229945657?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/2696482653229945657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=2696482653229945657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/2696482653229945657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/2696482653229945657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/05/lazy-sunday-in-tahoe.html' title='A lazy Sunday in Tahoe'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMacJy0API/AAAAAAAAAuI/P0LqbfE3nMI/s72-c/DSCN1460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-3093380419437466553</id><published>2007-04-22T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T15:46:58.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In San Francisco with my Relatives</title><content type='html'>The weekend of April 20th, some of my aunts and uncles came to Sacramento. It was the first time my aunt, Carleen, ever flown. So I bet that was pretty exciting for her. Robert and I were going to meet up with them on Sunday morning to show them around in San Francisco. It was the first time for Al, Carleen, Terry, and Joel seeing San Francisco. I was very excited to show them my favorite city!! So early Sunday morning Robert and I drove to the Lionsgate Hotel and picked up Cheryl and Joel; Al and Carleen; and Terry. We had a 10:00 am ferry ride around the Golden Gate Bridge to get to.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnL8y5yz_wI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/EZibWElmkAE/s1600-h/DSCN1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076397681437572866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnL8y5yz_wI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/EZibWElmkAE/s200/DSCN1424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMBtZyz_6I/AAAAAAAAArg/yiweJkHEGfo/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076403084506431394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMBtZyz_6I/AAAAAAAAArg/yiweJkHEGfo/s200/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnL94Zyz_zI/AAAAAAAAAqo/3q_0NpBdUy0/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076398875438481202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnL94Zyz_zI/AAAAAAAAAqo/3q_0NpBdUy0/s200/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMWPZy0AJI/AAAAAAAAAtY/9CqN4XG_k1o/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076425658854539410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMWPZy0AJI/AAAAAAAAAtY/9CqN4XG_k1o/s200/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al and Carleen waiting to board the ferry. Me on the back of the ferry. Picture of Alcatraz, you can see all the seagulls following us while we were cruising the bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the ferry ride, we took them down to Fisherman's Warf, and the ladies did some shopping. From Fisherman's Warf, we drove them around San Francisco and took them to Lombard Street, the crookest street in the world. Next, we took them to Union Square and walked to Chinatown. My favorite place was next, going to see the Golden Gate Bridge. We crossed the GGB and stopped at a Vista point along side the Bridge. We took tons of pictures and we walked almost halfway across the bridge. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMAjZyz_1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/qFdjQ4XVGRg/s1600-h/DSCN1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076401813196111698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMAjZyz_1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/qFdjQ4XVGRg/s400/DSCN1435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMA6Zyz_3I/AAAAAAAAArI/ph849FkLBj0/s1600-h/DSCN1434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076402208333102962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMA6Zyz_3I/AAAAAAAAArI/ph849FkLBj0/s400/DSCN1434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMBIpyz_4I/AAAAAAAAArQ/K4PnTtGViiU/s1600-h/DSCN1436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076402453146238850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMBIpyz_4I/AAAAAAAAArQ/K4PnTtGViiU/s400/DSCN1436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMBYJyz_5I/AAAAAAAAArY/W8mZyTfSIdo/s1600-h/DSCN1443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076402719434211218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMBYJyz_5I/AAAAAAAAArY/W8mZyTfSIdo/s400/DSCN1443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got done with that, we headed up the hill to see the gorgeous views of the City and the Bridge.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMCVZyz_7I/AAAAAAAAAro/D8Sxi1863Vs/s1600-h/DSCN1452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076403771701198770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMCVZyz_7I/AAAAAAAAAro/D8Sxi1863Vs/s400/DSCN1452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful godparents, Al and Carleen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My loving and caring aunts.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMKXpy0AHI/AAAAAAAAAtI/aeJgn6E5giQ/s1600-h/DSCN1451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076412606448926834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMKXpy0AHI/AAAAAAAAAtI/aeJgn6E5giQ/s400/DSCN1451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Studs" as Terry put it :)&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMKd5y0AII/AAAAAAAAAtQ/QUWV68d6N9U/s1600-h/DSCN1453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076412713823109250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMKd5y0AII/AAAAAAAAAtQ/QUWV68d6N9U/s400/DSCN1453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMDEJy0AAI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/69FuEzkt-lU/s1600-h/DSCN1448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076404574860083202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMDEJy0AAI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/69FuEzkt-lU/s400/DSCN1448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all saw the Princess Cruise Ship take off to wherever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMEv5y0ABI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Jc8D7I2Rlj4/s1600-h/DSCN1445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076406425990987794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMEv5y0ABI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Jc8D7I2Rlj4/s200/DSCN1445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnME2Zy0ACI/AAAAAAAAAsg/JZl3W58iCTQ/s1600-h/DSCN1446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076406537660137506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnME2Zy0ACI/AAAAAAAAAsg/JZl3W58iCTQ/s200/DSCN1446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our last place to visit was Rodeo Beach. It was pretty chilly by the ocean. We all had such a great time and it was so nice to see my aunts and uncles again. We all enjoyed a Mexican dinner at Chevy's and headed home. I think we got into Sacramento around 10:00. We were all pretty exhausted. I want to thank Robert again for driving my relatives and I around. You were a great tour guide. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMFy5y0ADI/AAAAAAAAAso/X9FOpmsLeFk/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076407577042223154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMFy5y0ADI/AAAAAAAAAso/X9FOpmsLeFk/s200/DSC00112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMF-5y0AEI/AAAAAAAAAsw/hZIq_5VzsMg/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076407783200653378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMF-5y0AEI/AAAAAAAAAsw/hZIq_5VzsMg/s200/DSC00119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMGLZy0AFI/AAAAAAAAAs4/_MFyli5_vcc/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076407997949018194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMGLZy0AFI/AAAAAAAAAs4/_MFyli5_vcc/s200/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMGYZy0AGI/AAAAAAAAAtA/rOal4lDRMFw/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076408221287317602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnMGYZy0AGI/AAAAAAAAAtA/rOal4lDRMFw/s200/DSC00124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-3093380419437466553?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/3093380419437466553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=3093380419437466553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/3093380419437466553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/3093380419437466553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/06/sf.html' title='In San Francisco with my Relatives'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RnL8y5yz_wI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/EZibWElmkAE/s72-c/DSCN1424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-1798958577429268976</id><published>2007-04-16T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T16:16:22.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacramento Kings vs New Orleans Hornets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_fP0Oby3I/AAAAAAAAAqI/jYn7XdRL9hU/s1600-h/DSCN1405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057506369370573682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_fP0Oby3I/AAAAAAAAAqI/jYn7XdRL9hU/s400/DSCN1405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kevin Martin shooting free throws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057505879744301906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_ezUOby1I/AAAAAAAAAp4/Mdq0aUaAubo/s400/DSCN1414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Monday night, Robert and I got to go to the Sacramento Kings game. One of his co-workers wasn't able to make it to the game, so he asked Robert if he wanted the tickets. The final score was Kings 118 and Hornets 125. We had such a good time and FYI remember where you park! It took us about a half an hour to find the dam car.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_e9kOby2I/AAAAAAAAAqA/VUkBoI25gZA/s1600-h/DSCN1410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057506055837961058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_e9kOby2I/AAAAAAAAAqA/VUkBoI25gZA/s400/DSCN1410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ron Artest shooting free throws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-1798958577429268976?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/1798958577429268976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=1798958577429268976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/1798958577429268976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/1798958577429268976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/04/sacramento-kings-vs-new-orleans-hornets.html' title='Sacramento Kings vs New Orleans Hornets'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_fP0Oby3I/AAAAAAAAAqI/jYn7XdRL9hU/s72-c/DSCN1405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-5325124114736851678</id><published>2007-04-01T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T17:49:11.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in San Francisco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_SWUObytI/AAAAAAAAAo4/cW9p79FYteE/s1600-h/DSCN1374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057492187388562130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_SWUObytI/AAAAAAAAAo4/cW9p79FYteE/s200/DSCN1374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_SPkObysI/AAAAAAAAAow/77H0lT_9UCU/s1600-h/DSCN0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057492071424445122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_SPkObysI/AAAAAAAAAow/77H0lT_9UCU/s200/DSCN0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_SDUObyrI/AAAAAAAAAoo/TtqAm7f0jNY/s1600-h/DSCN1378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057491860971047602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_SDUObyrI/AAAAAAAAAoo/TtqAm7f0jNY/s200/DSCN1378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_Pq0ObyqI/AAAAAAAAAog/heGzDm87ALY/s1600-h/DSCN0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057489241040997026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_Pq0ObyqI/AAAAAAAAAog/heGzDm87ALY/s400/DSCN0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday morning, Robert and I hit the road to San Francisco to see Scott and Melissa. That afternoon we went to Mariner's Point golf course in Foster City. The highest par there was a par 3. So you really work on your short game. It was a beautiful course, right by the San Francisco Bay. Yes, that is me in the bunker! I had a hard time getting out of that...come to think of it? I never did get out of it. I cheated hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that day we all got ready to go to Ruby Skye. It is an awesome techno club Melissa and Scott took us to. It was my first time really going to a techno club and boy did I have fun. The whole atmosphere of it was nothing I pictured. It had two levels with a huge balcony above the dance floor. Crazy lights, dancers and awsome music. Thanks again Melissa and Scott for taking us there. Hope we visit that place again in the future. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_Vc0ObyuI/AAAAAAAAApA/m8zpbhquUQ0/s1600-h/DSCN0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057495597592595170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_Vc0ObyuI/AAAAAAAAApA/m8zpbhquUQ0/s400/DSCN0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_V1EObyvI/AAAAAAAAApI/yOYLEqa2PNQ/s1600-h/DSCN0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057496014204422898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_V1EObyvI/AAAAAAAAApI/yOYLEqa2PNQ/s320/DSCN0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_WpEObyxI/AAAAAAAAApY/TYm26ShqjN4/s1600-h/DSCN0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057496907557620498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_WpEObyxI/AAAAAAAAApY/TYm26ShqjN4/s320/DSCN0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_WS0ObywI/AAAAAAAAApQ/LcLvwYTXuZE/s1600-h/DSCN0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057496525305531138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_WS0ObywI/AAAAAAAAApQ/LcLvwYTXuZE/s320/DSCN0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-5325124114736851678?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/5325124114736851678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=5325124114736851678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/5325124114736851678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/5325124114736851678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/04/weekend-in-san-francisco.html' title='Weekend in San Francisco'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Ri_SWUObytI/AAAAAAAAAo4/cW9p79FYteE/s72-c/DSCN1374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-448526849221533441</id><published>2007-02-18T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T13:51:02.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roadtrip from Seattle to Sacramento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3FLeUm80I/AAAAAAAAAm0/Tw-UfKjIh3k/s1600-h/DSC01438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038900359006188354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3FLeUm80I/AAAAAAAAAm0/Tw-UfKjIh3k/s400/DSC01438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3E7eUm8zI/AAAAAAAAAms/XFEyKXoMCoc/s1600-h/DSC01433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038900084128281394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3E7eUm8zI/AAAAAAAAAms/XFEyKXoMCoc/s400/DSC01433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friday, February 16, Robert and I flew to Seattle. We were going to meet up with Robert's mom, step-dad and his aunt and uncle. Friday and Saturday we all were preparing the house to be put on the market. Sunday morning Robert and I hit the road in Robert's new car to Sacramento. Robert's new car was the car his grandpa and grandma used to drive. We sadly said goodbye to everyone and we hit the road. Our plan was to take Interstate 5 all the way to Sacramento. We did turn off to see Cannon Beach in Oregon. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3GVuUm81I/AAAAAAAAAm8/rT6ycf35avs/s1600-h/DSC01480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038901634611475282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3GVuUm81I/AAAAAAAAAm8/rT6ycf35avs/s200/DSC01480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got to cross the Astoria Megler Bridge. Astoria was the city where they filmed the movie &lt;em&gt;Goonies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3HseUm82I/AAAAAAAAAnE/15Y7xMeyJH8/s1600-h/DSC01481.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038903124965127010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3HseUm82I/AAAAAAAAAnE/15Y7xMeyJH8/s200/DSC01481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;After crossing the bridge you are in Oregon! Our next destination was Cannon Beach. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3Z-OUm83I/AAAAAAAAAnM/X_bq_vPWWpM/s1600-h/DSC01491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038923221117105010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3Z-OUm83I/AAAAAAAAAnM/X_bq_vPWWpM/s200/DSC01491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038930741604840450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3gz-Um9AI/AAAAAAAAAoU/aS323ZXPkbw/s200/DSC01511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was pretty cold out on the beach and weather wasn't the best for pictures. It was nice to see parts of the Oregon coast though. Everything was so green and beautiful!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3bPOUm85I/AAAAAAAAAnc/8-47VErWY0Q/s1600-h/DSC01520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038924612686508946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3bPOUm85I/AAAAAAAAAnc/8-47VErWY0Q/s200/DSC01520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3be-Um86I/AAAAAAAAAnk/Ze83O6tw0cQ/s1600-h/DSC01552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038924883269448610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3be-Um86I/AAAAAAAAAnk/Ze83O6tw0cQ/s200/DSC01552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We drove through Portland and we stayed the night in Eugene.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3bueUm87I/AAAAAAAAAns/ZXlK9qfxHdo/s1600-h/DSC01561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038925149557420978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3bueUm87I/AAAAAAAAAns/ZXlK9qfxHdo/s400/DSC01561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3cQeUm88I/AAAAAAAAAn0/lxLvy31j8N8/s1600-h/DSC01574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038925733672973250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3cQeUm88I/AAAAAAAAAn0/lxLvy31j8N8/s320/DSC01574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3cQeUm88I/AAAAAAAAAn0/lxLvy31j8N8/s1600-h/DSC01574.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mt. Shasta! We are back in California!!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3cr-Um89I/AAAAAAAAAn8/ts519EP6Q5I/s1600-h/DSC01593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038926206119375826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3cr-Um89I/AAAAAAAAAn8/ts519EP6Q5I/s400/DSC01593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3dGuUm8-I/AAAAAAAAAoE/NGk5ZSBsIrc/s1600-h/DSC01595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038926665680876514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3dGuUm8-I/AAAAAAAAAoE/NGk5ZSBsIrc/s400/DSC01595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3dXuUm8_I/AAAAAAAAAoM/54T5ciiaSR8/s1600-h/DSC01602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038926957738652658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3dXuUm8_I/AAAAAAAAAoM/54T5ciiaSR8/s400/DSC01602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lake Shasta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-448526849221533441?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/448526849221533441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=448526849221533441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/448526849221533441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/448526849221533441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/02/roadtrip-from-seattle-to-sacramento.html' title='Roadtrip from Seattle to Sacramento'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re3FLeUm80I/AAAAAAAAAm0/Tw-UfKjIh3k/s72-c/DSC01438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-3074351644151649140</id><published>2007-02-10T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T11:07:13.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa Fischer's 80th Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>February 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, my grandpa had his 80&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party in Bismarck. I wasn't able to make it, but my my mom sent me some pictures of the &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re20R-Um8qI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ZAK-VllxFfc/s1600-h/s5300482+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038881778977665698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re20R-Um8qI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ZAK-VllxFfc/s200/s5300482+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;celebration. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re20YOUm8rI/AAAAAAAAAls/3y8pI06oPvk/s1600-h/s5300488+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038881886351848114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re20YOUm8rI/AAAAAAAAAls/3y8pI06oPvk/s200/s5300488+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tammy with her precious daughters and their great grandparents.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re20s-Um8sI/AAAAAAAAAl0/CjN2_U9GW00/s1600-h/s5300483+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038882242834133698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re20s-Um8sI/AAAAAAAAAl0/CjN2_U9GW00/s200/s5300483+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re21P-Um8tI/AAAAAAAAAl8/x-yIxuY4dB8/s1600-h/s5300484+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038882844129555154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re21P-Um8tI/AAAAAAAAAl8/x-yIxuY4dB8/s200/s5300484+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Adline&lt;/span&gt; with my grandpa's sister, Geraldine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Towards the end of the party, my family and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cousins&lt;/span&gt; all went swimming at the hotel's pool and later kicked back with some beers.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re26-OUm8xI/AAAAAAAAAmc/F-915bA3KXI/s1600-h/s5300502+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038889136256643858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re26-OUm8xI/AAAAAAAAAmc/F-915bA3KXI/s200/s5300502+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re27IuUm8yI/AAAAAAAAAmk/1VjFnvcvwhY/s1600-h/s5300504+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038889316645270306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re27IuUm8yI/AAAAAAAAAmk/1VjFnvcvwhY/s200/s5300504+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038883488374649570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re211eUm8uI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Xhs7uiy_eYw/s400/s5300489+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-3074351644151649140?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/3074351644151649140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=3074351644151649140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/3074351644151649140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/3074351644151649140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/02/grandpa-fischers-80th-birthday-party.html' title='Grandpa Fischer&apos;s 80th Birthday Party'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re20R-Um8qI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ZAK-VllxFfc/s72-c/s5300482+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-4840773680230289688</id><published>2006-12-31T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T00:20:13.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve</title><content type='html'>This year, Robert and I stayed in Folsom to celebrate. Craig and Kim joined us for the celebration too. We had reservations at &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXtQcbuNLI/AAAAAAAAAkA/_szl-JD5z80/s1600-h/DSC01391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018678226540442802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXtQcbuNLI/AAAAAAAAAkA/_szl-JD5z80/s320/DSC01391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8:30 &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018677672489661602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXswMbuNKI/AAAAAAAAAj4/vuFCQtUlfk8/s320/DSC01392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;at Pachanga. It started out with a delicious dinner followed by drinks and dancing. The restaurant had a live band and we partied the night away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXsfcbuNJI/AAAAAAAAAjw/809Ol6m0QBU/s1600-h/DSC01397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018677384726852754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXsfcbuNJI/AAAAAAAAAjw/809Ol6m0QBU/s200/DSC01397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert and I goofing around before dinner.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXthsbuNMI/AAAAAAAAAkI/A-aCzxleiwY/s1600-h/108_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018678522893186242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXthsbuNMI/AAAAAAAAAkI/A-aCzxleiwY/s320/108_0813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Craig, Kim, Robert, and I at Pachanga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXuHsbuNNI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/y5IkAf9PvFA/s1600-h/1-6-2007-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018679175728215250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXuHsbuNNI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/y5IkAf9PvFA/s320/1-6-2007-06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boys will be boys.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXu98buNOI/AAAAAAAAAkY/vt4kdc73jxM/s1600-h/1-6-2007-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018680107736118498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXu98buNOI/AAAAAAAAAkY/vt4kdc73jxM/s400/1-6-2007-05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy New Year!!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXxTcbuNQI/AAAAAAAAAlE/QrEhq_9uetU/s1600-h/108_0816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018682676126561538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" height="232" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXxTcbuNQI/AAAAAAAAAlE/QrEhq_9uetU/s320/108_0816.JPG" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXyIsbuNRI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/AIZmxV9h_YE/s1600-h/1-6-2007-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018683590954595602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" height="211" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXyIsbuNRI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/AIZmxV9h_YE/s320/1-6-2007-03.jpg" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-4840773680230289688?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/4840773680230289688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=4840773680230289688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/4840773680230289688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/4840773680230289688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-years-eve.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXtQcbuNLI/AAAAAAAAAkA/_szl-JD5z80/s72-c/DSC01391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-934173939340467417</id><published>2006-12-21T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T00:26:10.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom and Lorie are coming to California.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVnscbuMAI/AAAAAAAAAWE/nMRUB78VgrY/s1600-h/DSC01260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018531373018656770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVnscbuMAI/AAAAAAAAAWE/nMRUB78VgrY/s320/DSC01260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year for Christmas, Tom and Lorie came to see us. I was really excited because I got to spend almost a whole week with them. It was a good opportunity to get to know them better. I will always remember the first time I met Tom. I was a waitress at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Bordertown&lt;/span&gt; and Tom and Robert were both in Fargo for a construction project. It was around the time, November of 2003, when Robert and I started becoming close friends. Robert asked me to go to Montana with him for two weeks and I agreed. It was a couple of days before I was leaving with Robert...I will never forget this. Well, I was waiting for Trina to make my drink orders, and here comes this man coming up to me. He started talking about the trip to MT. I am like oh, great Robert did you tell the whole construction crew that you are going to MT with me? So I was talking about the trip with Tom, and then he says, "Let me introduce myself to you. I am Robert's dad!" I was pretty shocked. I had no idea his dad was in Fargo and I would meet him so soon! So that was fun. He always ordered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Leinenkugel's&lt;/span&gt; Honey Weiss with no lemon. He is such a charming man and he tells such great stories about his horses and life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;experiences&lt;/span&gt;. He is a real genuine guy and treats Lorie like a queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time I met Lorie was at the Hilton Christmas party in Minneapolis. She was just as charming too. She is such an exquisite lady and she makes beautiful sculptures! Some day I will have to hire her to do some horse sculptures for me! :)&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVRmMbuLzI/AAAAAAAAATk/p1xtKpeh7VQ/s1600-h/P1010035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018507076388663090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVRmMbuLzI/AAAAAAAAATk/p1xtKpeh7VQ/s320/P1010035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday, December 21 they arrived at the San Francisco International Airport around 4:00 p.m. Once we got all situated, we headed towards &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Monterey&lt;/span&gt;! Checked in at our hotel called The Sand Dollar Inn. We drove to Cannery Row and found a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; to eat dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning we headed back to Cannery Row to look at all the cute little shops and beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Monterey&lt;/span&gt; Bay. We also found a friendly sea otter to take a picture with :)&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVVi8buL0I/AAAAAAAAATs/vV9DpdojbCk/s1600-h/P1010047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018511418600599362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVVi8buL0I/AAAAAAAAATs/vV9DpdojbCk/s200/P1010047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVVy8buL1I/AAAAAAAAAT0/A5iL9EOthZo/s1600-h/P1010049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018511693478506322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVVy8buL1I/AAAAAAAAAT0/A5iL9EOthZo/s200/P1010049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our next stop was Point &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Pinos&lt;/span&gt;. So gorgeous-the beautiful Pacific Ocean, the sand, waves crashing up on the rocks. I felt so at peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVZAcbuL3I/AAAAAAAAAUE/L8hWFa0LUws/s1600-h/DSCN1199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018515223941623666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="173" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVZAcbuL3I/AAAAAAAAAUE/L8hWFa0LUws/s200/DSCN1199.JPG" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVZI8buL4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/5dolh8j9Jcw/s1600-h/DSCN1201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018515369970511746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVZI8buL4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/5dolh8j9Jcw/s200/DSCN1201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVZcMbuL5I/AAAAAAAAAUU/o84Oc019L9o/s1600-h/DSCN1200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018515700682993554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVZcMbuL5I/AAAAAAAAAUU/o84Oc019L9o/s400/DSCN1200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVZcMbuL5I/AAAAAAAAAUU/o84Oc019L9o/s1600-h/DSCN1200.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next stop was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Asilomar&lt;/span&gt; State Beach. You could see Point &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Pinos&lt;/span&gt; Lighthouse and Pacific Grove golf course. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVYscbuL2I/AAAAAAAAAT8/YTxKdzjq29w/s1600-h/DSC01249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018514880344239970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVYscbuL2I/AAAAAAAAAT8/YTxKdzjq29w/s200/DSC01249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVcT8buL6I/AAAAAAAAAU8/1lmYjC0sez4/s1600-h/DSC01250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018518857483956130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVcT8buL6I/AAAAAAAAAU8/1lmYjC0sez4/s200/DSC01250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tom and Lorie. * * * * * * * * * * * * * Point &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Pinos&lt;/span&gt; Lighthouse.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVkk8buL-I/AAAAAAAAAVc/X2VQtC8OXC4/s1600-h/P1010061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018527945634754530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVkk8buL-I/AAAAAAAAAVc/X2VQtC8OXC4/s200/P1010061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVkZcbuL9I/AAAAAAAAAVU/s1hx3Aickyw/s1600-h/DSCN1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018527748066258898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVkZcbuL9I/AAAAAAAAAVU/s1hx3Aickyw/s200/DSCN1202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our next destination was the 17 - Mile Drive.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVmz8buL_I/AAAAAAAAAVk/HqZ1k2SA8To/s1600-h/P1010066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018530402356047858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVmz8buL_I/AAAAAAAAAVk/HqZ1k2SA8To/s400/P1010066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-934173939340467417?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/934173939340467417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=934173939340467417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/934173939340467417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/934173939340467417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/01/tom-and-lorie-are-coming-to-california.html' title='Tom and Lorie are coming to California.'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVnscbuMAI/AAAAAAAAAWE/nMRUB78VgrY/s72-c/DSC01260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-3962423826103053215</id><published>2006-12-21T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T20:08:32.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 - Mile Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaV1V8buMNI/AAAAAAAAAX4/AwKXLQxfVDU/s1600-h/DSCN1315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018546379634389202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaV1V8buMNI/AAAAAAAAAX4/AwKXLQxfVDU/s200/DSCN1315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVtA8buMBI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/qf1a5TvnkV8/s1600-h/DSCN1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018537222764113938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVtA8buMBI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/qf1a5TvnkV8/s200/DSCN1312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two pictures is the 17 - mile drive points of interest and a map of it. You can click on it to enlarge the picture. You can do that with all my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 17 mile drive was just beautiful. Million dollar homes, beautiful golf courses, the sound of the ocean, all the walking and biking paths alongside it. Those people who live there certainly have it made. We stopped and go to most of the points of interest. The ones that I was waiting for was Pebble Beach and the Equestrian Center and The Lone Cypress. It is the symbol of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Monterey&lt;/span&gt; County and a registered trademark of the Pebble Beach Company. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018545344547270850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaV0ZsbuMMI/AAAAAAAAAXw/YpaOz6SryRY/s400/DSC01256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVzu8buMKI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ftsSJB4_sgI/s1600-h/DSCN1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018544610107863202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVzu8buMKI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ftsSJB4_sgI/s200/DSCN1210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVz38buMLI/AAAAAAAAAXo/NI2CZ_jbRRQ/s1600-h/DSCN1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018544764726685874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVz38buMLI/AAAAAAAAAXo/NI2CZ_jbRRQ/s200/DSCN1208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVzHsbuMII/AAAAAAAAAXQ/NHLtm99V2I4/s1600-h/P1010073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018543935797997698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVzHsbuMII/AAAAAAAAAXQ/NHLtm99V2I4/s200/P1010073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVzZcbuMJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/crX82EeUd14/s1600-h/DSC01259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018544240740675730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVzZcbuMJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/crX82EeUd14/s200/DSC01259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVwTMbuMGI/AAAAAAAAAXA/26LqQOrGwZY/s1600-h/P1010075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018540834831609954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVwTMbuMGI/AAAAAAAAAXA/26LqQOrGwZY/s200/P1010075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVwgMbuMHI/AAAAAAAAAXI/RCc0QOIJ-jo/s1600-h/P1010076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018541058169909362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVwgMbuMHI/AAAAAAAAAXI/RCc0QOIJ-jo/s200/P1010076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVvosbuMFI/AAAAAAAAAW4/CMfB8AoElN4/s1600-h/DSCN1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018540104687169618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVvosbuMFI/AAAAAAAAAW4/CMfB8AoElN4/s400/DSCN1217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pebble Beach Golf course. I would give anything to play golf on this course. What a spectacular place! Robert is standing on the putting green.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVuycbuMDI/AAAAAAAAAWo/JHUB0kozmSg/s1600-h/DSCN1225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018539172679266354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVuycbuMDI/AAAAAAAAAWo/JHUB0kozmSg/s200/DSCN1225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVu8sbuMEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/gDhvzIzBTKg/s1600-h/DSCN1227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018539348772925506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVu8sbuMEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/gDhvzIzBTKg/s200/DSCN1227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVtn8buMCI/AAAAAAAAAWY/1QyMvzIIn1A/s1600-h/DSCN1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018537892779012130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaVtn8buMCI/AAAAAAAAAWY/1QyMvzIIn1A/s400/DSCN1221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-3962423826103053215?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/3962423826103053215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=3962423826103053215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/3962423826103053215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/3962423826103053215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/01/17-mile-drive.html' title='17 - Mile Drive'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaV1V8buMNI/AAAAAAAAAX4/AwKXLQxfVDU/s72-c/DSCN1315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-5380005412610149814</id><published>2006-12-21T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T20:08:51.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carmel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWCE8buMTI/AAAAAAAAAZY/xcn4qhHa23o/s1600-h/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018560381227774258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWCE8buMTI/AAAAAAAAAZY/xcn4qhHa23o/s200/DSC01262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWCVMbuMUI/AAAAAAAAAZg/GE7TLwBcY3Q/s1600-h/DSC01277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018560660400648514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWCVMbuMUI/AAAAAAAAAZg/GE7TLwBcY3Q/s200/DSC01277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What another beautiful spot to live. I guess Clint Eastwood lives here. We stopped at Carmel River State Beach. You could see Pebble Beach golf course from here. Magnificent, beautiful, gorgeous Carmel. We spent some time here, walking the beach and just soaking it all in!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaV8-8buMOI/AAAAAAAAAYs/M2VB9PAI2vg/s1600-h/P1010085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018554780590420194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaV8-8buMOI/AAAAAAAAAYs/M2VB9PAI2vg/s400/P1010085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaV99cbuMPI/AAAAAAAAAY4/VNXh5yNK8JQ/s1600-h/DSC01271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018555854332244210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaV99cbuMPI/AAAAAAAAAY4/VNXh5yNK8JQ/s400/DSC01271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWBdcbuMSI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/STg-_HzGMBg/s1600-h/DSC01266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018559702622941474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWBdcbuMSI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/STg-_HzGMBg/s400/DSC01266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaV-k8buMQI/AAAAAAAAAZA/vhrofkRYn5c/s1600-h/P1010084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018556532937076994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaV-k8buMQI/AAAAAAAAAZA/vhrofkRYn5c/s400/P1010084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWCnMbuMVI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UmgbniEksn0/s1600-h/DSC01263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018560969638293842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWCnMbuMVI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UmgbniEksn0/s200/DSC01263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWC6cbuMWI/AAAAAAAAAZw/91XxLeM-sJM/s1600-h/DSC01264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018561300350775650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWC6cbuMWI/AAAAAAAAAZw/91XxLeM-sJM/s200/DSC01264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-5380005412610149814?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/5380005412610149814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=5380005412610149814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/5380005412610149814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/5380005412610149814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/01/carmel.html' title='Carmel'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWCE8buMTI/AAAAAAAAAZY/xcn4qhHa23o/s72-c/DSC01262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-1740811308455724904</id><published>2006-12-21T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T20:09:10.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Highway 1 to San Simeon</title><content type='html'>After we got done with Carmel we headed towards San Simeon on Highway 1. The highway goes along the coast, so you could just imagine how beautiful of a drive it would be. All these pictures are taken along Highway 1.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWHFcbuMXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/jHIqRF0s-vk/s1600-h/DSC01285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018565887375847794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWHFcbuMXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/jHIqRF0s-vk/s400/DSC01285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWHUsbuMYI/AAAAAAAAAag/cxMbPMgET38/s1600-h/DSC01288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018566149368852866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWHUsbuMYI/AAAAAAAAAag/cxMbPMgET38/s400/DSC01288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we stopped at a vista point! What breath taking sights!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWI48buMaI/AAAAAAAAAaw/tC3fUsvPPns/s1600-h/DSC01293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018567871650738594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWI48buMaI/AAAAAAAAAaw/tC3fUsvPPns/s400/DSC01293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWJHsbuMbI/AAAAAAAAAa4/eHGaKSyogPE/s1600-h/P1010090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018568125053809074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWJHsbuMbI/AAAAAAAAAa4/eHGaKSyogPE/s400/P1010090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWILcbuMZI/AAAAAAAAAao/2svymXVR0OM/s1600-h/DSC01295.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What handsome men!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We stopped again to enjoy the view&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWJnsbuMcI/AAAAAAAAAbA/1i9UsnFa2D8/s1600-h/DSCN1230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018568674809622978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWJnsbuMcI/AAAAAAAAAbA/1i9UsnFa2D8/s400/DSCN1230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWKwsbuMeI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/AW8p0vXeEZU/s1600-h/Bixx+b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018569928940073442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWKwsbuMeI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/AW8p0vXeEZU/s400/Bixx+b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWKYsbuMdI/AAAAAAAAAbI/mcHR5G3yYwM/s1600-h/DSCN1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018569516623213010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWKYsbuMdI/AAAAAAAAAbI/mcHR5G3yYwM/s400/DSCN1232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWLcMbuMfI/AAAAAAAAAbY/K2TDoCdwYUQ/s1600-h/DSC01307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018570676264382962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWLcMbuMfI/AAAAAAAAAbY/K2TDoCdwYUQ/s400/DSC01307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After our wonderful drive to San Simeon, we headed to our hotel, Inns of California. We were all pretty exhausted. We had seen so much and the time just flew, sadly. After dinner, we called it a night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-1740811308455724904?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/1740811308455724904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=1740811308455724904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/1740811308455724904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/1740811308455724904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2006/12/highway-1-to-san-simeon.html' title='Highway 1 to San Simeon'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWHFcbuMXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/jHIqRF0s-vk/s72-c/DSC01285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-8447517994963207559</id><published>2006-12-21T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T20:15:38.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearst Castle</title><content type='html'>Saturday, December 23, we had a tour at the Hearst Castle. You can read some history on these photos below.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWRZMbuMgI/AAAAAAAAAcE/1UlVfgSr8k0/s1600-h/DSC01418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018577221794542082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWRZMbuMgI/AAAAAAAAAcE/1UlVfgSr8k0/s200/DSC01418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWR08buMhI/AAAAAAAAAcM/X2xxdzCgNUc/s1600-h/DSC01420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018577698535911954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWR08buMhI/AAAAAAAAAcM/X2xxdzCgNUc/s200/DSC01420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These pictures were taken in our tour bus. It was a five mile trip to Hearst Castle.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWTGsbuMiI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ak9oesdMOaQ/s1600-h/DSC01320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018579102990217762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWTGsbuMiI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ak9oesdMOaQ/s400/DSC01320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWwpsbuM4I/AAAAAAAAAgU/H23vDpBd4jc/s1600-h/P1010120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018611590122845058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWwpsbuM4I/AAAAAAAAAgU/H23vDpBd4jc/s400/P1010120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWUXcbuMjI/AAAAAAAAAcc/CU0Wcl2oBrs/s1600-h/P1010121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018580490264654386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWUXcbuMjI/AAAAAAAAAcc/CU0Wcl2oBrs/s400/P1010121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's the Castle! I couldn't get a good picture of it, so next time I will :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWYb8buMmI/AAAAAAAAAc0/B1DSMcCc59g/s1600-h/DSC01321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018584965620576866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWYb8buMmI/AAAAAAAAAc0/B1DSMcCc59g/s320/DSC01321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Casa&lt;/span&gt; Del Sol. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Casa&lt;/span&gt; Del Sol is an 18-room guesthouse facing the majestic Pacific Coastline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Neptune Pool. This below picture was taken out of &lt;em&gt;Hearst Castle, The Official Pictorial Guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWZMcbuMnI/AAAAAAAAAc8/TJOCk28Evt8/s1600-h/DSC01419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018585798844232306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWZMcbuMnI/AAAAAAAAAc8/TJOCk28Evt8/s400/DSC01419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture was taken by Lorie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018586730852135554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWaCsbuMoI/AAAAAAAAAdE/mCADBLQtPr8/s400/P1010105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWZMcbuMnI/AAAAAAAAAc8/TJOCk28Evt8/s1600-h/DSC01419.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;The courtyard behind me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018592005071975122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWe1sbuMtI/AAAAAAAAAds/LJ47qmsDZ8o/s400/DSC01329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaW0a8buM5I/AAAAAAAAAgw/D11-N8Ap1ck/s1600-h/DSC01328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018615734766285714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaW0a8buM5I/AAAAAAAAAgw/D11-N8Ap1ck/s400/DSC01328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can see the ocean from the view of this courtyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWsf8buM2I/AAAAAAAAAgE/01VjIjOe-_o/s1600-h/P1010110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018607024572609378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWsf8buM2I/AAAAAAAAAgE/01VjIjOe-_o/s320/P1010110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two statues of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sekhmet&lt;/span&gt;, the lion-faced Egyptian goddess of war and battle, are the oldest works of art at San Simeon, dating from 1350 - 1200 B.C. Hearst acquired the pieces in 1935.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Casa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Grande&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;main house&lt;/span&gt;. We got to see the five main rooms on the ground floor. &lt;em&gt;Assembly Room&lt;/em&gt; which is&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWcicbuMrI/AAAAAAAAAdc/yALq0dQ6XOM/s1600-h/P1010114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018589475336237746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWcicbuMrI/AAAAAAAAAdc/yALq0dQ6XOM/s200/P1010114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the largest of the four sitting rooms and once a gathering place for Hearst's guests, the &lt;em&gt;Refectory&lt;/em&gt; which &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWcPMbuMqI/AAAAAAAAAdU/PScFdnQCLdo/s1600-h/DSC01327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018589144623755938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWcPMbuMqI/AAAAAAAAAdU/PScFdnQCLdo/s200/DSC01327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is the single dining room at Hearst Castle, the &lt;em&gt;Morning Room&lt;/em&gt; which is a magnificent sitting room filled with Spanish antiques and Flemish tapestries, the &lt;em&gt;Billiard Room&lt;/em&gt; which is a game room featuring two 1920's billiard tables and a Gothic "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;millle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fleurs&lt;/span&gt;" tapestry, and the &lt;em&gt;Theater&lt;/em&gt; which is the largest room in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Casa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Grande&lt;/span&gt;. A lot of our pictures didn't turn out because if you were going to take a picture you need to have your flash off.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWsM8buM1I/AAAAAAAAAf8/zcbNtYu4dd4/s1600-h/P1010111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018606698155094866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWsM8buM1I/AAAAAAAAAf8/zcbNtYu4dd4/s200/P1010111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The below pictures was the Refectory room.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWhZsbuMvI/AAAAAAAAAd8/llNV9MyE-Xo/s1600-h/DSC01334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018594822570521330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWhZsbuMvI/AAAAAAAAAd8/llNV9MyE-Xo/s200/DSC01334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWiZMbuMwI/AAAAAAAAAeE/yjd1ER7fZqo/s1600-h/DSC01335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018595913492214530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWiZMbuMwI/AAAAAAAAAeE/yjd1ER7fZqo/s200/DSC01335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWiZMbuMwI/AAAAAAAAAeE/yjd1ER7fZqo/s1600-h/DSC01335.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the Morning Room.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWjBcbuMxI/AAAAAAAAAeM/al5v7FE9cAI/s1600-h/DSC01336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018596604981949202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWjBcbuMxI/AAAAAAAAAeM/al5v7FE9cAI/s400/DSC01336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018598580666905378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWk0cbuMyI/AAAAAAAAAeU/54CxFAzcyQA/s320/DSC01339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Roman Pool. The pool and surrounding room, which were built from 1927-1934, can be compared to an ancient Roman bath. Every surface of the pool, walls, and ceiling are a mosaic of hammered gold and delicate Venetian glass tiles. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWv18buM3I/AAAAAAAAAgM/OfZotkTdWj0/s1600-h/P1010116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018610701064614770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWv18buM3I/AAAAAAAAAgM/OfZotkTdWj0/s320/P1010116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018603378145375026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWpLsbuMzI/AAAAAAAAAec/TabCa4Z_U8U/s400/tennis.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the tour and the National Geographic companion movie &lt;em&gt;Hearst Castle Building the Dream. &lt;/em&gt;We got something to eat and started our way back to Folsom. The drive was about 5 hours long. Along the way I spotted this and took a picture of it.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWq9sbuM0I/AAAAAAAAAf0/H5ncumQm9Qs/s1600-h/DSC01347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018605336650462018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWq9sbuM0I/AAAAAAAAAf0/H5ncumQm9Qs/s400/DSC01347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-8447517994963207559?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/8447517994963207559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=8447517994963207559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/8447517994963207559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/8447517994963207559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/01/hearst-castle.html' title='Hearst Castle'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaWRZMbuMgI/AAAAAAAAAcE/1UlVfgSr8k0/s72-c/DSC01418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-6810118580447399923</id><published>2006-12-21T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T00:22:10.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas Eve was a relaxing day. We watched movies through out the day, cooked, and took a walk to Folsom Lake.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXdEsbuM6I/AAAAAAAAAg8/LMmyRI_74QI/s1600-h/DSCN1238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018660432490935202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXdEsbuM6I/AAAAAAAAAg8/LMmyRI_74QI/s200/DSCN1238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tom and Lorie let me open one of my gifts! It was an Audrey Hepburn DVD, &lt;em&gt;Wait Until Dark! &lt;/em&gt;I really enjoyed that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day. We all got ready to take some pictures and open some presents!! Yes, you can see in some pictures wine &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXdLsbuM7I/AAAAAAAAAhE/dCLQmB6eu1I/s1600-h/DSCN1239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018660552750019506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXdLsbuM7I/AAAAAAAAAhE/dCLQmB6eu1I/s200/DSCN1239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;glasses. Tom, Robert and I all had a glass of champagne while we opened gifts. After the gifts we started on Christmas dinner which included: Turkey with stuffing, garlic mash potatoes, green bean casserole, and french silk pie. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXflcbuM8I/AAAAAAAAAhM/RUWHv_-0fHY/s1600-h/DSCN1251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018663194154906562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXflcbuM8I/AAAAAAAAAhM/RUWHv_-0fHY/s200/DSCN1251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXft8buM9I/AAAAAAAAAhU/gkeN-WQgIsw/s1600-h/DSCN1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018663340183794642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXft8buM9I/AAAAAAAAAhU/gkeN-WQgIsw/s200/DSCN1252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXhNsbuNAI/AAAAAAAAAhs/gCJLVYwYSto/s1600-h/DSCN1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018664985156269058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXhNsbuNAI/AAAAAAAAAhs/gCJLVYwYSto/s200/DSCN1254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXhfMbuNBI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ZAadgFLhbe0/s1600-h/DSCN1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018665285803979794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXhfMbuNBI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ZAadgFLhbe0/s200/DSCN1243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after Christmas, Tom and Lorie would be leaving us. Their flight didn't leave until midnight so we showed them around San Francisco. It was raining though! So we couldn't do as much as we wanted to.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXi38buNCI/AAAAAAAAAh8/S1zbni00T7Q/s1600-h/DSC01351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018666810517369890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXi38buNCI/AAAAAAAAAh8/S1zbni00T7Q/s400/DSC01351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to the vista point to see the Golden Gate Bridge, Lombard Street, Coit Tower, Fisherman's Warf and Ghirardelli Square.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXj7MbuNDI/AAAAAAAAAiE/6CkhDFsik8Q/s1600-h/DSC01359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018667965863572530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXj7MbuNDI/AAAAAAAAAiE/6CkhDFsik8Q/s320/DSC01359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pier 39.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXkf8buNEI/AAAAAAAAAiM/gz-3SjoYalU/s1600-h/DSC01365.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXmYsbuNII/AAAAAAAAAis/WSilg3Rc6lg/s1600-h/DSC01362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018670671692969090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXmYsbuNII/AAAAAAAAAis/WSilg3Rc6lg/s400/DSC01362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXlCMbuNFI/AAAAAAAAAiU/dRWtNiLOHSs/s1600-h/DSC01367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018669185634284626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXlCMbuNFI/AAAAAAAAAiU/dRWtNiLOHSs/s400/DSC01367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was very hard to say good bye to Tom and Lorie. I had such a wonderful time with them.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXl5MbuNHI/AAAAAAAAAik/KCVY83FBM38/s1600-h/DSC01379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018670130527089778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXl5MbuNHI/AAAAAAAAAik/KCVY83FBM38/s200/DSC01379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXlncbuNGI/AAAAAAAAAic/xOi2NoMt3pg/s1600-h/DSC01356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018669825584411746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXlncbuNGI/AAAAAAAAAic/xOi2NoMt3pg/s200/DSC01356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think we all had a good time exploring the coast and chilling at our apartment. Thanks again for the wonderful gifts and all the Audrey movies. I just love them! Thanks for taking time out of your hectic schedules to come and see us! Have a blessed New Year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-6810118580447399923?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/6810118580447399923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=6810118580447399923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/6810118580447399923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/6810118580447399923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaXdEsbuM6I/AAAAAAAAAg8/LMmyRI_74QI/s72-c/DSCN1238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-6378015214460279071</id><published>2006-11-29T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T18:47:42.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory of Victoria Williams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZxAX5EQ7zI/AAAAAAAAAPc/b8dhWYUZa_U/s1600-h/DSCN1309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015954864183766834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZxAX5EQ7zI/AAAAAAAAAPc/b8dhWYUZa_U/s320/DSCN1309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert's Grandpa and Grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert with his Grandpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZxAQ5EQ7yI/AAAAAAAAAPU/4VqowPcDjsI/s1600-h/DSCN1305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015954743924682530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZxAQ5EQ7yI/AAAAAAAAAPU/4VqowPcDjsI/s320/DSCN1305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZw5FZEQ7uI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Wdw2pO32yHY/s1600-h/DSC01220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015946849774792418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZw5FZEQ7uI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Wdw2pO32yHY/s400/DSC01220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just wanted to write a little bit about Victoria Williams. She was Robert's grandma. Even though I didn't get the opportunity to meet her, I could sense that she was a sweet lady. I remember Robert's eyes would just light up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; she would call. The conversations were always short and sweet. It touched me dearly that she would ask Robert how I was doing, even though I never met her. After hearing stories about her and being at her house, I realized that she was a very neat, organized, meticulous, loving, sweet lady. Going through her scrapbooks, you could always see this big, beautiful, warm smile. Anyone could see through that smile what an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;elegant&lt;/span&gt; spirit she had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know much about Bob Williams, Robert's grandpa. He died in 2003. I am sure that he was just as pleasant as Victoria and it is a shame that I didn't get to meet both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert's mom and aunt kindly gave me some books of hers. I grabbed this book called &lt;em&gt;The Family Album of Favorite Poems &lt;/em&gt;by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Grosset&lt;/span&gt; and Dunlap. I was going through some of the poems and I came across this poem.  I thought the words in it described the spirit she had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Walks In Beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walks in beauty, like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And all that's best of dark and bright&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZxBb5EQ71I/AAAAAAAAAPs/jKMrskSo5I4/s1600-h/DSC01236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015956032414871378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZxBb5EQ71I/AAAAAAAAAPs/jKMrskSo5I4/s320/DSC01236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Meet in her aspect and her eyes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thus mellowed to that tender light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Which heaven to gaudy day denies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One shade the more, one ray the less,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had half impaired the nameless grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Which waves in every raven tress,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or softly lightens o'er her face;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Where thoughts serenely sweet express&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How pure, how dear their dwelling place. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The smiles that win, the tints that glow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But tell of days in goodness spent,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A mind at peace with all below,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A heart whose love is innocent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;George Gordon, Lord Byron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZw6tpEQ7wI/AAAAAAAAAO0/XiU9RUe9pE8/s1600-h/DSC01212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015948640776154882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZw6tpEQ7wI/AAAAAAAAAO0/XiU9RUe9pE8/s400/DSC01212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This family photo was taken on their 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Anniversary in 1993.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-6378015214460279071?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/6378015214460279071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=6378015214460279071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/6378015214460279071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/6378015214460279071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/01/in-memorance-of-victoria-williams.html' title='In Memory of Victoria Williams.'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZxAX5EQ7zI/AAAAAAAAAPc/b8dhWYUZa_U/s72-c/DSCN1309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-5840266362562979026</id><published>2006-11-29T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T00:31:12.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ2mR1PPb_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/kvykgOU6E7g/s1600-h/Seattle+Panarama.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016348385239592946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ2mR1PPb_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/kvykgOU6E7g/s400/Seattle+Panarama.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken from the Space Needle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was in Minneapolis towards the end of my trip from North Dakota. My plans were to fly out of Minneapolis Wednesday morning back to CA. That night, Monday, November 27th, we were going to have dinner with Robert's dad and step-mom. Robert and I were sitting at the hotel bar waiting for them to arrive. While we were waiting, Robert got a call from his mom. We found out that Robert's grandma was in bad condition with her health. She only had a couple of days to live. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the next morning, Robert went to work to ask about taking time off to go to Seattle. His co-workers were so understanding about the whole situation. He got a flight to Seattle Thursday morning. Unfortunately, Robert's grandma passed away on Wednesday night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We arrived in Seattle that afternoon. There was snow! I guess Seattle hardly ever gets snow. Robert and I said that the snow came from grandma. We took a Super Shuttle to grandma's place in Mill Creek. It was nice to see Robert's parents, Pam and Mark. His aunt, Nancy, and uncle, Richard.  I just wished it wasn't a sad occasion that brought us all together. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Through the weekend, Robert and I helped with anything that we could do. Saturday night, Mark and Pam suggested that we should go to Seattle and do some sight seeing. I had never saw Seattle before, so that was such a nice gesture of them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6ZVFPPcAI/AAAAAAAAAQc/wfL9QaiagQY/s1600-h/DSC01148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016615622399717378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6ZVFPPcAI/AAAAAAAAAQc/wfL9QaiagQY/s320/DSC01148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday morning, Mark, Richard, Robert, and I all headed to Seattle. Robert went to college in Seattle his freshman year, so he knew of some spots to see. So our first stop was going to Pike's Place Market and the waterfront. There were all these cute little stores and restaurants there. After we got done going through all the cute little shops, we headed towards the waterfront, aka Puget sound.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ8V91PPcOI/AAAAAAAAATE/33dGKcwmkaw/s1600-h/Seattle+Bay.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016752661921231074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ8V91PPcOI/AAAAAAAAATE/33dGKcwmkaw/s400/Seattle+Bay.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6btVPPcCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/g32Ee4gvx6Q/s1600-h/DSCN1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016618238034800674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6btVPPcCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/g32Ee4gvx6Q/s320/DSCN1177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark knew of a good place to pick up some tea. The below picture shows the cute alleys to these neat little shops. Robert and I were goofing around taking silly pictures. Here I caught Robert in the air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the tea shop, my "tour guys" decided that we should go to the Space Needle! We walked closed to 12 blocks to get there. It was a lot of fun walking and discovering the city. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6eblPPcEI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/USXVegjU-c4/s1600-h/DSCN1182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016621231627006018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6eblPPcEI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/USXVegjU-c4/s400/DSCN1182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6eblPPcEI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/USXVegjU-c4/s1600-h/DSCN1182.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6eblPPcEI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/USXVegjU-c4/s1600-h/DSCN1182.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6hvVPPcFI/AAAAAAAAARE/VvA7Wz9X95Y/s1600-h/DSCN1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016624869464305746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6hvVPPcFI/AAAAAAAAARE/VvA7Wz9X95Y/s320/DSCN1184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Tour Guides! Thanks again Mark, Richard, and Robert for the great memories in Seattle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6kllPPcHI/AAAAAAAAARs/ZyGbesrouTs/s1600-h/DSCN1187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016628000495464562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6kllPPcHI/AAAAAAAAARs/ZyGbesrouTs/s400/DSCN1187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally made it to the Space Needle! We got our tickets and up we went!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6kY1PPcGI/AAAAAAAAARk/JQ8AEY1dYt4/s1600-h/DSC01160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016627781452132450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6kY1PPcGI/AAAAAAAAARk/JQ8AEY1dYt4/s200/DSC01160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6ldlPPcII/AAAAAAAAAR0/W4nvUnfFyBs/s1600-h/DSC01159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016628962568138882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6ldlPPcII/AAAAAAAAAR0/W4nvUnfFyBs/s400/DSC01159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lake Union.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once we got done seeing the beautiful views from the Space Needle, we took the light rail train back to the Farmer's Market.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6miVPPcJI/AAAAAAAAAR8/kq5HLWH1syw/s1600-h/DSC01189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016630143684145298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6miVPPcJI/AAAAAAAAAR8/kq5HLWH1syw/s200/DSC01189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6mv1PPcKI/AAAAAAAAASE/zbtabuPUBts/s1600-h/DSC01194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016630375612379298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6mv1PPcKI/AAAAAAAAASE/zbtabuPUBts/s200/DSC01194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that concluded my tour in Seattle. What a beautiful city and I want to go back and hike around Mt. Rainier and someday, when I know how to sail :)...sail around Puget Sound. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6ouFPPcMI/AAAAAAAAASU/kVkdC9vO6OI/s1600-h/On+Highway++++++++going+over+Lake+Washington_007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016632544570863810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6ouFPPcMI/AAAAAAAAASU/kVkdC9vO6OI/s400/On+Highway++++++++going+over+Lake+Washington_007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two pictures were taken over the Evergreen Point floating bridge on Highway 520. You can see Mt. Rainier in the above photo. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6sbFPPcNI/AAAAAAAAAS4/maX_cdqZU78/s1600-h/On+Highway++++++++going+over+Lake+Washington_003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016636616199860434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ6sbFPPcNI/AAAAAAAAAS4/maX_cdqZU78/s400/On+Highway++++++++going+over+Lake+Washington_003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-5840266362562979026?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/5840266362562979026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=5840266362562979026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/5840266362562979026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/5840266362562979026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2007/01/seattle.html' title='Seattle'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZ2mR1PPb_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/kvykgOU6E7g/s72-c/Seattle+Panarama.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-4820529652785395928</id><published>2006-11-26T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T17:09:02.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part I in North Dakota</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZv0s5EQ7XI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QPEW-7MnMjo/s1600-h/11-20-2006-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015871662077308274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZv0s5EQ7XI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QPEW-7MnMjo/s200/11-20-2006-23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015865812331850946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvvYZEQ7MI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/bQVrnw2_KeQ/s200/11-20-2006-22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On Wednesday, November 15, I flew out to Minneapolis. Robert was working in Minneapolis again, so I flew there and then Friday afternoon hit the road to Fargo. On Thursday, November 16, Robert and I met Robert's dad, Tom and his step-mom, Lorie for dinner. It was good see both of them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Robert and I hit the road for Fargo. We arrived in Fargo around 4:00 p.m. and I surprised my sister at work. My sister got off of work early and we headed to her place. We got all situated at her place and we decided to go bowling! It was the girls against boys. Of course, the girls won!! Robert bowled pretty impressive though. He bowled in the 160's and Lacey did pretty good too. She was bowling in the 130's and I even bowled around that too. I had such a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZcn2JEQ6iI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YZCquZ3MrQ4/s1600-h/342423-R1-13-12A_014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014520521200560674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZcn2JEQ6iI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YZCquZ3MrQ4/s320/342423-R1-13-12A_014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday morning I went to the salon and Lacey was going to put some highlights in my hair, but I guess my hair wasn't in the best coloring shape to put it in. I used a box color kit a couple of months ago and I guess my hair color was fading and it looked "mousey"... hey I am on a budget here! I have a lot of faith and trust in my sister, so I let her do the deciding. She planned on coloring my hair to my natural shade and then put the highlights in. Well, of course, they didn't have my color. So we went to a shade darker. I was getting pretty antsy at the salon and Lacey was tired, so we just did the color with no highlights. So I walked out of the salon with pretty dark hair. After that, Lacey and I headed back to her place to get ready to go out. We were going to meet up with my two good friends, Dacy and Trina. So Robert, Devin, Lacey and I all headed to Dacy's house. Oh my gosh! I missed &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZcoXpEQ6jI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QGqFGhWfRRs/s1600-h/342423-R1-18-17A_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dacy and Trina so much! It was great to be in their presence again! We just ended up playing games most of the night. A card game called Categories and a Trivia game that Dacy picked up that afternoon and it had to be of course The 80's Trivia Pursuit!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZcoypEQ6kI/AAAAAAAAAAs/KN50-GvXL3w/s1600-h/342423-R1-25-24A_026.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvwQ5EQ7PI/AAAAAAAAAIo/JhgF3PD6KxU/s1600-h/342423-R1-18-17A_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015866782994459890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvwQ5EQ7PI/AAAAAAAAAIo/JhgF3PD6KxU/s200/342423-R1-18-17A_019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvwfpEQ7QI/AAAAAAAAAIw/75qlOE4tgr8/s1600-h/342423-R1-25-24A_026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015867036397530370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvwfpEQ7QI/AAAAAAAAAIw/75qlOE4tgr8/s200/342423-R1-25-24A_026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Dacy and Rob *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, I made plans with my brother and his family. Lacey, Devin, Robert and I drove to Grand Forks to see them. Tammy and a friend of hers opened up a business called Little Miracles, Pediatric Therapy and Child Care Center.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZcrx5EQ6mI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uwGg2XoFU8A/s1600-h/11-20-2006-18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014524846232627810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZcrx5EQ6mI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uwGg2XoFU8A/s320/11-20-2006-18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was my first time seeing the place. I was really impressed with it. I didn't have the slightest idea of what the place would have looked liked. It was way beyond of what I could have imagined. Fabulous work Lance and Tammy!!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZctapEQ6nI/AAAAAAAAABg/YaTs4WkHIEQ/s1600-h/11-20-2006-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014526645823924850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZctapEQ6nI/AAAAAAAAABg/YaTs4WkHIEQ/s320/11-20-2006-17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was wonderful to see my beautiful nieces, Sydney and Brooklyn. Sydney still has a little crush on Robert. She thinks that Robert is her boyfriend. It is so cute to see her act around him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZcvuZEQ6oI/AAAAAAAAABs/VNUDzVhn2oo/s1600-h/S5300329.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvxDJEQ7RI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GhAXytibCik/s1600-h/S5300329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015867646282886418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvxDJEQ7RI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GhAXytibCik/s200/S5300329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvxX5EQ7SI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vzYEegE4xTg/s1600-h/S5300390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015868002765172002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvxX5EQ7SI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vzYEegE4xTg/s200/S5300390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brooklyn and Sydney with their gorgeous mom, Tammy. Lance and Tammy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday, back in Fargo. I basically just relaxed at Lacey and Devin's place. Devin and Lacey cooked us a great dinner. It was my first time having pheasant. It tasted like chicken :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Robert and Kia. * * * * * * Lacey lounging on the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015868964837846322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvyP5EQ7TI/AAAAAAAAAJI/A_FX7aaLXeM/s200/DSCN1153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZv1TJEQ7YI/AAAAAAAAAKc/G7OqtJSHI3U/s1600-h/DSCN1154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015872319207304578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZv1TJEQ7YI/AAAAAAAAAKc/G7OqtJSHI3U/s200/DSCN1154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZc29pEQ6qI/AAAAAAAAACE/6gE1wr7-Kb4/s1600-h/342423-R1-04-3A_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014537142723996322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZc29pEQ6qI/AAAAAAAAACE/6gE1wr7-Kb4/s320/342423-R1-04-3A_005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;** Trina and Dacy **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday morning Lacey and Devin went to work and Robert and I headed to Dennys to meet up with Dacy and Trina, and her son Dalton. He decided to be sick that day so he could hang out with mommy all day. What a little stinker. Dacy gave me an awesome gift. It was a scrapebook full of all my former employees and my going away party pictures. It was so thoughtful of her to do that. Thanks again!! After we ate, Robert was going to play some pool, but the place wasn't opened yet so he headed to the Bordertown. Us girls and Dalton went to Dacy's place. We were going to watch a movie, but we could't get the DVD player to work!! And yes, we were sober!! So we just had some girl talk and Trina was going to try to get the night off from work so we could go out for some drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were waiting to see if Trina got the night off, Dacy and I headed to the Bordertown to meet up with Robert. Robert and I played some pool with the locals and I even got to see some of the guys I used to hang out with. It was little reunion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvzOpEQ7VI/AAAAAAAAAJY/QnLQi3dEOrM/s1600-h/342423-R1-08-7A_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015870042874637650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvzOpEQ7VI/AAAAAAAAAJY/QnLQi3dEOrM/s200/342423-R1-08-7A_009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvzXpEQ7WI/AAAAAAAAAJg/GDbxLiVQ3ns/s1600-h/342423-R1-07-6A_008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015870197493460322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvzXpEQ7WI/AAAAAAAAAJg/GDbxLiVQ3ns/s200/342423-R1-07-6A_008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZgEv5EQ6rI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0NDlG4gKzLQ/s1600-h/342423-R1-08-7A_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once we got word from Trina that she got the night off we headed to another bar. Dacy didn't stay out to late because she had to work the next day. We were all in the mood to go out and have a good time. We were all thinking "Why didn't we go out on Saturday night!" Oh well, next time when I am home again. Dacy went home. Trina, Robert and I stayed a little longer and decided to go to the Bowler. The Bowler was having karokee night and we knew the DJ, so we headed over there. Robert and I didn't stay very long. Robert had a few to many Vodka tonics. I was sad to say goodbye to Trina and Dacy, but I was excited to head back to my home town and to see my wonderful parents. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZgKMZEQ6uI/AAAAAAAAACw/yxk5VZiXE3s/s1600-h/342423-R1-03-2A_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014769393080527586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZgKMZEQ6uI/AAAAAAAAACw/yxk5VZiXE3s/s320/342423-R1-03-2A_004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-4820529652785395928?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/4820529652785395928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=4820529652785395928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/4820529652785395928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/4820529652785395928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2006/12/part-i-to-north-dakota.html' title='Part I in North Dakota'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZv0s5EQ7XI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QPEW-7MnMjo/s72-c/11-20-2006-23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-7773156483760130279</id><published>2006-11-26T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T17:09:31.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part II in North Dakota</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvtU5EQ7LI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ZHnUVcz4prQ/s1600-h/520633-R1-03-22A_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015863553179053234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="156" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvtU5EQ7LI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ZHnUVcz4prQ/s200/520633-R1-03-22A_004.jpg" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvlM5EQ7EI/AAAAAAAAAGs/eJYpmcPu0-U/s1600-h/graduation_007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015854619647077442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="143" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvlM5EQ7EI/AAAAAAAAAGs/eJYpmcPu0-U/s200/graduation_007.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvn4JEQ7HI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-NzZCalAa20/s1600-h/520633-R1-15-8A_016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mandy and I ** Levi and Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday morning Lacey and Devin went to work and I started doing some laundry and cleaning up the house. After that was done, Robert and I headed to the mall to do some Christmas shopping. I was suppose to meet my good friend Mandy and her boyfriend, Levi, later that day in Jamestown at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Grizzley's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Bar and Grill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mandy graduated from Jamestown College this past May with a degree in Nursing. She is working at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Meritcare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Fargo. She also has a part-time job at the Limited. When I saw her, she looked fabulous!! I only got to spend a couple of hours with her. I wished I could have spent more time with her but it was getting late and we still had about a 2 hour drive back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Wishek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so excited driving back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Wishek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and to see my parents. It was pretty cool that my brother and his family came home around the same time too. And an hour later, Lacey and Devin were home. The whole family was finally together!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanksgiving Day. Both sets of my grandparents came over to my Mom and Dad's house. My aunt, Cheryl, and uncle, Joe, and one of their sons, Josh and my other uncle Terry all came down too. We all ate turkey dinner in our heated garage. After all the cleaning up and socializing, my grandpa and grandma Fischer, Terry, Joe, Cheryl, and Josh all headed back to Glen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ullin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Dickenson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvm35EQ7GI/AAAAAAAAAHI/mzv4nI8RGhw/s1600-h/520633-R1-10-13A_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015856457893080162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvm35EQ7GI/AAAAAAAAAHI/mzv4nI8RGhw/s200/520633-R1-10-13A_011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvmc5EQ7FI/AAAAAAAAAG8/7v9CnHX5eQ8/s1600-h/520633-R1-11-12A_012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015855994036612178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvmc5EQ7FI/AAAAAAAAAG8/7v9CnHX5eQ8/s200/520633-R1-11-12A_012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sayler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Grandpa Fischer. Terry, Grandma Fischer and Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sayler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Nieces. * * * * * * * * * * * * * *My Aunt, Cheryl and my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvc85EQ6_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/6-q1pXDBbF0/s1600-h/520633-R1-07-16A_008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015845548676148210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvc85EQ6_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/6-q1pXDBbF0/s200/520633-R1-07-16A_008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZveU5EQ7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RMG3LOvR0xg/s1600-h/520633-R1-14-9A_015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015847060504636418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZveU5EQ7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RMG3LOvR0xg/s200/520633-R1-14-9A_015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvoXpEQ7II/AAAAAAAAAHc/48aN-D4xJkc/s1600-h/S5300365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015858102865554562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvoXpEQ7II/AAAAAAAAAHc/48aN-D4xJkc/s320/S5300365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sayler&lt;/span&gt; Ladies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that afternoon, I played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pinochle&lt;/span&gt; with Lacey and Grandpa and Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sayler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was Lacey and grandpa against grandma and I. Playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pinochle&lt;/span&gt; with my grandparents is something I really miss doing. I was having such a good time. I was soaking up every minute even though grandma and I were losing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvia5EQ7CI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gGr3RmEhahk/s1600-h/S5300369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015851561630362658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvia5EQ7CI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gGr3RmEhahk/s320/S5300369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvssJEQ7KI/AAAAAAAAAH4/W1suztavyNY/s1600-h/520633-R1-22-00A_023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015862853099383970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvssJEQ7KI/AAAAAAAAAH4/W1suztavyNY/s320/520633-R1-22-00A_023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday afternoon, Robert and I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kulm&lt;/span&gt; to see Liza and Lucas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Klettke&lt;/span&gt;. I haven't seen them since their wedding, August of "06." I heard some great news from Liza that she is expecting a little one in June! Good month Liza :) I wish her all the best and I will be praying for a healthy pregnancy! I am so excited for you guys!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvkx5EQ7DI/AAAAAAAAAGk/wMpfVP_7no4/s1600-h/520633-R1-22-00A_023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvrppEQ7JI/AAAAAAAAAHs/GVtAuEFreSI/s1600-h/S5300374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015861710638083218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvrppEQ7JI/AAAAAAAAAHs/GVtAuEFreSI/s320/S5300374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kulm&lt;/span&gt;, I got ready to go out and hit the bars. My parents, Sydney, Brooklyn, and Lacey went to Bismarck. Lacey was playing in the Bismarck State College Basketball &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Alumni&lt;/span&gt; game. So back at home, Lance, Tammy, Robert and I were all kicking back and drinking. Another good friend of mine, Amanda, was coming over to the house and we were all going to hit the good old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Lariat&lt;/span&gt; Bar. We ended up all playing darts together. It was nice to see a lot of familiar faces at the bar and catch up of what they were doing in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-7773156483760130279?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/7773156483760130279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=7773156483760130279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/7773156483760130279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/7773156483760130279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2006/12/part-ii-in-north-dakota_31.html' title='Part II in North Dakota'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZvtU5EQ7LI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ZHnUVcz4prQ/s72-c/520633-R1-03-22A_004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-5872704047210186860</id><published>2006-11-26T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T10:12:18.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part III in North Dakota</title><content type='html'>Saturday morning in our household was Christmas!! We all ate lunch and got ready to do some family pictures. We asked a good friend of ours, Lora, to take the pictures. She did a very good job and thanks again for coming over and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;taking&lt;/span&gt; them.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwEFZEQ7ZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8nVzwFMROHU/s1600-h/S5300385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015888575658519954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwEFZEQ7ZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8nVzwFMROHU/s200/S5300385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwEm5EQ7aI/AAAAAAAAAK0/npZOJU7Tnqw/s1600-h/S5300383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015889151184137634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwEm5EQ7aI/AAAAAAAAAK0/npZOJU7Tnqw/s200/S5300383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My good looking parents. Lance and Tammy with their girls, Sydney and Brooklyn. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwGcJEQ7bI/AAAAAAAAALE/YjcVttzOgJE/s1600-h/S5300382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015891165523799474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwGcJEQ7bI/AAAAAAAAALE/YjcVttzOgJE/s200/S5300382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwGopEQ7cI/AAAAAAAAALM/HzcOfwfSR2w/s1600-h/S5300381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015891380272164290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwGopEQ7cI/AAAAAAAAALM/HzcOfwfSR2w/s200/S5300381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Devin and Lacey. * * * * Robert and I. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015893828403523026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwI3JEQ7dI/AAAAAAAAALc/tIW9lkMVTrw/s400/S5300387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After we got done taking the pictures we all headed upstairs to the Christmas tree! We were about to open presents, but we decided to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;take&lt;/span&gt; a couple pictures by the tree. Hey, it is not everyday that you have your whole family together for pictures. So we made the most out of it.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwQBJEQ7fI/AAAAAAAAAL0/d-DxyGC9sWs/s1600-h/S5300407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015901696783609330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwQBJEQ7fI/AAAAAAAAAL0/d-DxyGC9sWs/s200/S5300407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwQ-pEQ7gI/AAAAAAAAAL8/cx4HVN411i8/s1600-h/520632-R1-08-16A_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwO15EQ7eI/AAAAAAAAALo/j9kQx1BHRfI/s1600-h/S5300397.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwUl5EQ7kI/AAAAAAAAAMs/sfNMIP2vxsw/s1600-h/S5300402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015906726190313026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwUl5EQ7kI/AAAAAAAAAMs/sfNMIP2vxsw/s200/S5300402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwSIpEQ7iI/AAAAAAAAAMU/0LjDA7EtSgk/s1600-h/520632-R1-11-12A_012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwS3ZEQ7jI/AAAAAAAAAMk/2jwj1ZPGGBY/s1600-h/520632-R1-11-12A_012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015904827814768178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwS3ZEQ7jI/AAAAAAAAAMk/2jwj1ZPGGBY/s320/520632-R1-11-12A_012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love this picture. Robert was taking the picture and he asked the girls if they would make some funny faces. Well, the girls were adorable, but I saw that Lance had this huge, handsome smile!! He never smiles. So for now on, if you want Lance to smile, you will have to ask him to make some funny faces! Yes, I am a dork :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwVtpEQ7lI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ufsHnzIo7wA/s1600-h/S5300404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015907958845926994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwVtpEQ7lI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ufsHnzIo7wA/s400/S5300404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After pictures and presents, we all headed to church. Tonight Lacey and I had a basketball alumni game. I nearly died that night, literally. I was so out of shape and I haven't touched a basketball in months. Somehow though, I scored 8 points. Hey, two years ago I didn't score at all! Lacey had a excellent night. She had 29 points! You are such a stud! Every two years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Wishek&lt;/span&gt; has an alumni basketball game. Girls play at 6:00 and the guys play at 8:00. This year, the siblings were on the same team. I am so glad Lacey was on my team. The last alumni game, she guarded me and that was a major pain in the butt. Probably explains how I didn't score any points!? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;. Well, to my defense, she hardly beat me in one-on-one in high school. I love you Lacey :) This year I had a little problem with my feet. During the second half of the game, my feet was just killing me! So when I finally got home and took off my socks, I noticed that the tips of my socks were bloody. My big toes were hurting and it looked like my whole nail was about to fall off. So that explains the problem. I just don't understand why that happened. I wore the same shoes two years ago for the alumni game and nothing happened. Oh well. Just gives me an excuse to buy new shoes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the games, all the players were invited to the Lariat for a free drink. Robert and I went for a drink, and got to socialize with some of the players. I could hardly drink that night. I was seriously exhausted and plus my feet were killing me! I needed to have my shoes off! The shoes were just rubbing on my toenails. I actually didn't even finish my first drink! So I said goodbye to everybody and Robert and I headed home. I wasn't really tired to go to bed, so we put in the &lt;em&gt;Ice Age, The Melt Down&lt;/em&gt;!! I just love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;scrat&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaGh31PPcPI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_0GwHVZXUI8/s1600-h/1-6-2007-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017469440423325938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RaGh31PPcPI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_0GwHVZXUI8/s400/1-6-2007-16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038875778908353170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/Re2u0uUm8pI/AAAAAAAAAlc/gqykYJFCqDI/s400/alumnibasketball2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-5872704047210186860?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/5872704047210186860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=5872704047210186860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/5872704047210186860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/5872704047210186860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2006/12/part-iii-in-north-dakota.html' title='Part III in North Dakota'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwEFZEQ7ZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8nVzwFMROHU/s72-c/S5300385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-4583184824931161734</id><published>2006-11-26T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T18:39:20.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part IV in North Dakota</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwoVZEQ7qI/AAAAAAAAANo/WJzvWhj9jS0/s1600-h/520633-R1-18-5A_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015928432955027106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwoVZEQ7qI/AAAAAAAAANo/WJzvWhj9jS0/s320/520633-R1-18-5A_019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday morning was pretty sad for me. Last day with my family. I can't believe how fast the days went. Lance and his family left early in the morning and Lacey and Devin left shortly after that. I fought hard not to cry, because I knew if I started...it would take awhile for me to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert and I were going to leave a little later. We were going to visit Amanda and see her baby! It was hard to say goodbye to everybody. And I will dearly miss them!! Love and Miss you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that afternoon, we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lehr&lt;/span&gt; to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt; and her baby, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kaden&lt;/span&gt;. My Gosh!! What an adorable baby. I actually started to have feelings of having one of my own :) No need to panic Robert. Amanda looked so happy.  I can't believe she is a Mom!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda is one of my childhood friends. I have a lot of memories with her and we both went through a lot together. I am so happy for her that she found the man of her dreams and con&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwoBJEQ7pI/AAAAAAAAANg/6k4l0IuEHlM/s1600-h/Kaden+Lane+Bader.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015928085062676114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwoBJEQ7pI/AAAAAAAAANg/6k4l0IuEHlM/s320/Kaden+Lane+Bader.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ceived&lt;/span&gt; a gorgeous, happy baby named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kaden&lt;/span&gt;. Wish you guys the best in 2007!!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwnQZEQ7nI/AAAAAAAAANQ/v6O3xE_cEaM/s1600-h/520632-R1-19-3A_020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwnspEQ7oI/AAAAAAAAANY/TLogcDWBfK4/s1600-h/520632-R1-21-1A_022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015927732875357826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwnspEQ7oI/AAAAAAAAANY/TLogcDWBfK4/s320/520632-R1-21-1A_022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we got done &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;visiting&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt;, Corey, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kaden&lt;/span&gt;, we headed back to Fargo. We were staying at Lacey's place and take off early the next morning to Minneapolis. It was hard to say goodbye to my best friend. Love you Lacey and thanks for doing my hair! You are very special to me. Keep being the sweetheart that you are. Now, get your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; hooked up to your computer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwpqJEQ7rI/AAAAAAAAAOE/4W7i0MrfqvE/s1600-h/520632-R1-05-19A_006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015929888948940466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwpqJEQ7rI/AAAAAAAAAOE/4W7i0MrfqvE/s320/520632-R1-05-19A_006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before we took off to Minneapolis, we stopped at the courthouse to see some of my former employees and to say goodbye to Dacy and Trina. Miss you girlie girls and keep in touch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwq9ZEQ7sI/AAAAAAAAAOM/S2_NdPvJN20/s1600-h/520632-R1-22-0A_023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015931319173050050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwq9ZEQ7sI/AAAAAAAAAOM/S2_NdPvJN20/s320/520632-R1-22-0A_023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just want to thank all of you for taking the time to see me! I had such a good time and I wish I could have been there longer and spent more time with you guys. Take care and God Bless You! Wishing you all the best in 2007. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-4583184824931161734?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/4583184824931161734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=4583184824931161734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/4583184824931161734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/4583184824931161734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2006/12/part-iv-in-north-dakota.html' title='Part IV in North Dakota'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RCsQt7e7ILQ/RZwoVZEQ7qI/AAAAAAAAANo/WJzvWhj9jS0/s72-c/520633-R1-18-5A_019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-116234748147724694</id><published>2006-10-31T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T16:08:32.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween in San Francisco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/IMGP6998.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/IMGP6998.4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween everybody!  This past Saturday Robert and I went to San Francisco.  We met up with our good friends Melissa, Scott, and John.  We all got ready at Scott's apartment.  Scott being Dark Angel, Melissa as Rainbow Bright, Robert as Slim Jim and I as a Can-Can girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/IMGP6990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/IMGP6990.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a cab to the Dirty Martini.  We all got a table and started to play some pool.  It was a great time there, but nobody was dressed in costumes except for the cocktail waitresses and the bartenders.  So we decided to hit the streets and walk somewhere else to blend in with the crowd.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/IMGP6992.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/IMGP6992.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our journey to the next bar, Rainbow Bright and Slim Jim took everyone's attention.  Lots of people were giving Slim Jim some high fives and Rainbow Bright was getting a lot of compliments on her costume.  It was pretty funny to see the crowd reacting to their costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we hit the next bar, we found tons of people wearing costumes.  Had a couple drinks there and Scott knew of a friend who was throwing a house party.  So we decided to start walking to the party.  The party was lame so we decided to venture to one more bar where we knew the bartender.  By this time my feet are killing me, note to myself...never, ever where brand new shoes when you are planning to go to SF!  My gosh!  Did I suffer the consequences the next morning, oh well, it was worth it and I would do it again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/IMGP6995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/IMGP6995.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Snap into a Slim Jim.  Oh Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-116234748147724694?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/116234748147724694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=116234748147724694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/116234748147724694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/116234748147724694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2006/10/halloween-in-san-francisco.html' title='Halloween in San Francisco'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-116044119930029957</id><published>2006-10-09T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T16:44:26.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fleet Week in San Francisco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/DG_SF_LAMB_702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/DG_SF_LAMB_702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/DG_SF_JONE_730.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/DG_SF_JONE_730.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Fleetweek_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Fleetweek_011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert and I had a great Fleet Week weekend with Melissa and Scott in San Francisco. Early Saturday morning Robert and I headed towards San Francisco. We met up with Scott and Melissa and started to walk to Marina Greens to watch the Red Bull Air Race World Series. Kirby Chambliss USA with the time of 02:39.83 won the race. I got these photos from the Red Bull Air Racing website. After the the Red Bull races, the Air Show and the Blue Angels started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday afternoon Melissa and Scott drove us to the Twin Peaks in San Francisco. What a beautiful spot to take a panarama picture of the city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Twin%20Peaks%20SF_010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Twin%20Peaks%20SF_010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got my breath back from the gorgeous view of San Francisco, we headed towards Lake Merced. The lake is fed by an underground spring, and at one time it did have an outlet to the ocean. You can see in this picture how close the lake is to the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Lake%20Merced%20%20SF_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Merced%20%20SF_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-116044119930029957?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/116044119930029957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=116044119930029957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/116044119930029957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/116044119930029957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2006/10/fleet-week-in-sf.html' title='Fleet Week in San Francisco'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-115258226844120273</id><published>2006-07-10T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T10:16:01.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Echo Lake to Lake Aloha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/2%20Hike%20to%20Lake%20Aloha_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/2%20Hike%20to%20Lake%20Aloha_002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 8, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew, Robert's friend from MT, drove to Folsom and stayed with us for 2 days.  Early Saturday morning we got ourselves up and headed towards Lake Tahoe area for a hike to Lake Aloha.  It was a 11.8 mile hike out and back.  I nearly died.  I am so out of shape. Through all the aches and pains, the hike was worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/1%20Hike%20alongside%20Lower%20Echo%20and%20Upper%20Echo%20Lake_007_027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/1%20Hike%20alongside%20Lower%20Echo%20and%20Upper%20Echo%20Lake_007_027.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/2%20Hike%20to%20Lake%20Aloha_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/2%20Hike%20to%20Lake%20Aloha_003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/3%20Lake%20Aloha_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/3%20Lake%20Aloha_002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/4%20Other%20lakes%20close%20to%20Lake%20Aloha_007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/4%20Other%20lakes%20close%20to%20Lake%20Aloha_007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-115258226844120273?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/115258226844120273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=115258226844120273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/115258226844120273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/115258226844120273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2006/07/echo-lake-to-lake-aloha.html' title='Echo Lake to Lake Aloha'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-115258062937957829</id><published>2006-07-10T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T10:13:29.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mushroom Waterhole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Mushroom%20Waterhole%20by%20Nevada%20City_018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Mushroom%20Waterhole%20by%20Nevada%20City_018.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 1, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa, Scott, Robert and I went to a waterhole called Mushroom Hole.  It was so awesome!  It was my first time ever going to a waterhole, so I was really excited!  It was so beautiful and the water was pretty warm.  I did my first cliff diving!  This waterhole had a 45-foot jump!  We couldn't find a path that leads to it so we jumped off about a 30-foot jump. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Mushroom%20hole%20around%20Nevada%20City_017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Mushroom%20hole%20around%20Nevada%20City_017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Mushroom%20Waterhole%20by%20Nevada%20City_007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Mushroom%20Waterhole%20by%20Nevada%20City_007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Mushroom%20Waterhole%20by%20Nevada%20City_024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Mushroom%20Waterhole%20by%20Nevada%20City_024.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-115258062937957829?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/115258062937957829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=115258062937957829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/115258062937957829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/115258062937957829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2006/07/mushroom-waterhole.html' title='Mushroom Waterhole'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-115117254567958556</id><published>2006-06-23T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T00:22:28.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Bismarck%20Cousins%20Batisms_015_007_014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Bismarck%20Cousins%20Batisms_015_007_014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Young%20Robert_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Young%20Robert_005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kind of going back in time here. This posting is basically how I met Robert Thomas Fischer, my boyfriend of 2 1/2 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the August of 2003, I moved from Jamestown, ND, to Moorhead, MN with my sister, Lacey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a job in West Fargo, ND as a cocktail waitress at The Bordertown Bar and Grill. In November of 2003, in walked Robert. He was doing a construction project in Fargo. He was staying at Motel 8 right beside The Bordertown. At that time Robert was living in Winsted, MN. He moved from Bozeman, MT to MN. He got his Bachlors in Electrical Engineering at Montana State University. He moved to MN to figure out what his next move will be, and in the mean-time he was doing construction with his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked in one afternoon after work for some wings and beer and we connected right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the Christmas Holiday Robert went to Helena, MT to see his mom and I stayed in Fargo working some shifts over the holiday week. Well one day over the holiday week, Robert's dad came in wearing a NDSU Bison cap! Robert told me nothing about moving to Fargo or going back to school. So I was pretty shocked and confused of why Tom, Robert's dad, was wearing a Bison cap? Well I guess Robert was going to tell me when he got back from Helena that he was planning to move to Fargo and get his master's at NDSU. Well Tom beat him to it! I was shocked and totally exited that Robert was moving to Fargo!! Robert was a little upset with his dad for spilling the beans! It was great and I will never forget the feeling I had when Tom told me the news of Robert moving to Fargo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 18th, 2004 was the official "boyfriend" and "girlfriend" status.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-115117254567958556?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/115117254567958556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=115117254567958556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/115117254567958556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/115117254567958556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2006/06/robert.html' title='Robert'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-115117564493315813</id><published>2006-06-23T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T00:37:58.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2004</title><content type='html'>Things were going great with us in 2004. In March, Robert took me to San Francisco! I absolutely loved it out there. It is one of my favorite memories! Again, I want to thank Rhonda and Jeanine for letting us stay at their home in Santa Rosa, and showing us the city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In April I got a job as a file clerk for the Cass County State's Attorneys office and I was taking on-line classes for Paralegal. I probably wouldn't have got the job as a file clerk if it wasn't for the help of Trina Heimer! She was the bartender at the Bordertown and we came to be very good friends. She helped me get my foot in the door. I will always be grateful for what she has done for me. She is one of the few people out there that you can trust and know that she will be there for you no matter what. She is still one of my dearest friends to this day and always will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/DSCN0394.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/DSCN0394.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss and Love you Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer was going great. On July 5th, Robert and I were on our way to Georgetown, MN to pick up a kitty! We found an ad in the paper for free 6-week old kittens. And of course I had to name him Frisco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Frisco%20%20April%202006_003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Frisco%20%20April%202006_003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In August, Robert and I went to Helena so I could meet Robert's mom, Pam, and step-dad, Mark, for the first time! I was really nervous, but they were so welcoming! I had a good time with them. I will never forget when I went on a hike with Pam. Just Pam and I! I was so nervous I could not sleep that night before the hike! Well I had nothing to worry about! I had such a good time with Pam on the hike. I found out that we had some much in common and she was so easy to talk to! After the hike we went to the golf course to talk to Mark and Robert and see when they were going to be home. Pam I went to the store to pick some beer and rented the movie &lt;em&gt;Kill Bill. &lt;/em&gt; It was a great day and I really enjoyed Mark and Pam's company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-115117564493315813?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/115117564493315813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=115117564493315813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/115117564493315813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/115117564493315813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2006/06/2004.html' title='2004'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-115117743912437494</id><published>2006-06-23T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T00:36:40.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>January - July of 2005</title><content type='html'>In January of 2005, I got promoted! From being a File Clerk to a Legal Secretary at the Cass County State's Attorneys office!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June is when things were about to change for Robert and I! Robert applied for a job at the CA ISO in Folsom, CA. He got a call from the company and did a phone interview with them. Well it didn't go so well and they told him that he would be better for a different department in their company. So we were pretty bummed about it and kind of forgot about the whole idea about moving to CA. Well a couple weeks later he gets another phone call from the company and did another interview! That interview went pretty well because he was asked to come out to Folsom. In July, Robert flew out and so did I! We were on different flights and it was my first time flying by myself. A little scared, but I got through it. I waited for 6 hours in the Sacramento airport waiting for Robert's flight to come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We flew out on Thursday, July 7th. Friday was his interview. So when Robert's flight finally landed we went and got our rent-a-car and headed for Folsom! We stayed at the Hilton Garden Hotel and called it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning was his big interview! It went rather well and after his interview we went for a drive around Folsom and went out to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Robert%27s%20Interview_038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Robert%27s%20Interview_038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Robert%27s%20Interview_013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Robert%27s%20Interview_013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we got up early and headed for Lake Tahoe. It was both our first time going there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we flew out and we were eager to hear to from company if he got the job or not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-115117743912437494?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/115117743912437494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=115117743912437494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/115117743912437494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/115117743912437494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2006/06/january-july-of-2005.html' title='January - July of 2005'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30187363.post-115117963328784773</id><published>2006-06-23T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T00:30:14.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving to CA!</title><content type='html'>A couple days after the interview in Folsom, we found out that he got the job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In August 15, 2005 Robert moved out to Folsom, CA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 26, 2005 my good friend Liza (Schultz) Klettke got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Liza%27s%20Wedding_013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Liza%27s%20Wedding_013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 2, 2005 was my last day at the State's Attorneys Office! :( I miss you guys and Thank You for everything that you have done for me! Dacy...how come I don't have a picture of of us two!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Lisa%27s%20Party_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lisa%27s%20Party_002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Lisa%20R%27s%20party_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lisa%20R%27s%20party_019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labor Day weekend, I was home with my family! I Love and Miss you Guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Sydney_and_Brooklyn_056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Sydney_and_Brooklyn_056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Sydney%27s%204th%20Birthday%202006_032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Sydney%27s%204th%20Birthday%202006_032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/1600/Christmas%202005_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Christmas%202005_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Beautiful Nieces, Brooklyn and Sydney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sept. 11, 2005 I drove the 1600 mile drive in my 1997 Ford Taurus with my cat, Frisco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30187363-115117963328784773?l=lizajosayler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/feeds/115117963328784773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30187363&amp;postID=115117963328784773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/115117963328784773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30187363/posts/default/115117963328784773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizajosayler.blogspot.com/2006/06/moving-to-ca.html' title='Moving to CA!'/><author><name>Liza Jo Sayler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126139574986065736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2720/3055/320/Lake%20Tahoe_001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
