<?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-2037332089095833624</id><updated>2011-08-06T05:41:04.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah ... We're Kind of a Big Deal</title><subtitle type='html'>Reasons why you should get to know Logan and Mallory Brown</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-3087794762972119010</id><published>2010-09-22T20:38:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T21:06:54.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A much needed update...</title><content type='html'>I know that I am a horrible blogger.  Logan has always been the one to do the blogging, but now that he is working like 24 hours a day, I decided I should probably step in since it has been like 6 months since we last posted.  A lot has happened in the last 6 months.  We moved to Denver in July.  Soon after, we made a little visit to Boise and did a little of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq_WeW4OqI/AAAAAAAAA9E/E1jLulG94OQ/s1600/IMG_3587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq_WeW4OqI/AAAAAAAAA9E/E1jLulG94OQ/s320/IMG_3587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519934686123014818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan has been working like crazy here in Denver.  Nixon misses his dad a lot while he is gone, so every morning while Logan is getting ready for work Nixon has to mimic everything Logan does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-w4Q5TFI/AAAAAAAAA80/y99RWQQKkHM/s1600/photo+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-w4Q5TFI/AAAAAAAAA80/y99RWQQKkHM/s320/photo+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519934040242211922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan and I went to the BSU-Virginia Tech football game in Washington D.C. over labor day weekend.  My mom came to Denver to watch Nixon so that Logan and I could have a little vacay by ourselves :).  It was awesome.  We made a long weekend out of it and saw all that D.C. has to offer.  We had a lot of fun... when I wasn't complaining about all the walking : ).  I cannot find the camera, so the only pictures I have are the ones my mom took of Nixon sporting the jersey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-le_mQpI/AAAAAAAAA8s/UHu3_3RMlbk/s1600/photo+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-le_mQpI/AAAAAAAAA8s/UHu3_3RMlbk/s320/photo+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519933844480213650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-lKEnBkI/AAAAAAAAA8k/9Lr_vPHH_OM/s1600/photo+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-lKEnBkI/AAAAAAAAA8k/9Lr_vPHH_OM/s320/photo+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519933838864090690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-k6cPQxI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Nv1IO54YLaA/s1600/IMG_2783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-k6cPQxI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Nv1IO54YLaA/s320/IMG_2783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519933834668229394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past weekend, my sisters and mom came to visit for our annual girls weekend.  Normally we go to Vegas, but none of them had been to Denver, so we partied here.  We celebrated Libby's birthday and my birthday while they were here.  We shopped and we ate.  That was the whole weekend.  We have no friends in Denver, so we were stoked to have some visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-kmviVtI/AAAAAAAAA8U/eQvgZJn474k/s1600/IMG_2781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-kmviVtI/AAAAAAAAA8U/eQvgZJn474k/s320/IMG_2781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519933829380462290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-kJtwf6I/AAAAAAAAA8M/WQEv1kt03XY/s1600/IMG_2782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-kJtwf6I/AAAAAAAAA8M/WQEv1kt03XY/s320/IMG_2782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519933821588373410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-FTDVIII/AAAAAAAAA8E/RzguzVFYOkY/s1600/IMG_2780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-FTDVIII/AAAAAAAAA8E/RzguzVFYOkY/s320/IMG_2780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519933291518828674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-Ey0CsSI/AAAAAAAAA78/6gUDHLo4dpo/s1600/IMG_2776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-Ey0CsSI/AAAAAAAAA78/6gUDHLo4dpo/s320/IMG_2776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519933282864771362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh and by the way, you may notice I am a little fatter than usual... I happen to be about 19 weeks pregnant : ).  I am due February 12th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-EdudFeI/AAAAAAAAA70/OXa_SjP3_1g/s1600/IMG_2775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-EdudFeI/AAAAAAAAA70/OXa_SjP3_1g/s320/IMG_2775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519933277204190690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-DwSpu9I/AAAAAAAAA7s/-BVIT1nBilg/s1600/IMG_2772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-DwSpu9I/AAAAAAAAA7s/-BVIT1nBilg/s320/IMG_2772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519933265007983570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-DimcFAI/AAAAAAAAA7k/vyJXfzL6KHk/s1600/IMG_2771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq-DimcFAI/AAAAAAAAA7k/vyJXfzL6KHk/s320/IMG_2771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519933261332878338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love those last two.  Nixon loves to pose for the camera these days.  Love his face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-3087794762972119010?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/3087794762972119010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=3087794762972119010' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/3087794762972119010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/3087794762972119010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2010/09/much-needed-update.html' title='A much needed update...'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/TJq_WeW4OqI/AAAAAAAAA9E/E1jLulG94OQ/s72-c/IMG_3587.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-8366289985066674421</id><published>2010-04-10T18:17:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T21:49:45.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotlantan' the ATL</title><content type='html'>What's up everyone!  So... back in January I accepted a job with AT&amp;amp;T and we promptly moved to Atlanta, Georgia during the following weeks.  I drove a Penske rental truck and towed our Corolla behind it while Mallory and Nixon had the pleasure of flying to Atlanta.  It was a long trip with stops in Provo to see my good friend, Ben Stevens; Albuquerque to see my old roommate, Doug Taylor; Dallas, and then Atlanta.  It was a total of 42 hours on the road in four days.  I got to see many parts of the country that I have never seen, but then again everything from Boise to Mississippi was pretty much ugliness.  The Arches National Park area in Utah was pretty, but from Albuquerque to Atlanta I was following a huge storm and didn't see the sun for a couple of days.  It also snowed in Texas (yeah... who would've thought).  It also snowed a little in Atlanta twice and everyone freaked out and shut down the entire metro area.  But that was back in February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are glad we made it to Atlanta.  I am very fortunate to have survived the trip when I arrived at our apartment complex I noticed that the trailer hitch had nearly busted in half!  I had just gotten off the freeway in rush hour traffic too.  When I backed the car off the trailer, the tongue snapped off completely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EVuXvtcEI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/aCP-Nz0UnOk/s1600/Hitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EVuXvtcEI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/aCP-Nz0UnOk/s320/Hitch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458668109742043202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fortunately, Penske never really asked questions and I didn't have to pay a thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work on the 15th floor of a building in Dunwoody, Georgia.  It's in the northern part of metro Atlanta.  This is a shot of from my office towards downtown Atlanta in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EVuKyJRJI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/3N9hoFOm9xo/s1600/Northpark+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EVuKyJRJI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/3N9hoFOm9xo/s320/Northpark+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458668106262594706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nixon has enjoyed Atlanta so far.  Although, he does miss the attention his grandmas give him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EVtzsXIoI/AAAAAAAAA3I/MlPeeqGGtKA/s1600/Chair+stand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EVtzsXIoI/AAAAAAAAA3I/MlPeeqGGtKA/s320/Chair+stand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458668100064322178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves to stand on his rocking chair and check himself out in our mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EVtUphj9I/AAAAAAAAA3A/0KRyLD7QrPA/s1600/Sunday+Best.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EVtUphj9I/AAAAAAAAA3A/0KRyLD7QrPA/s320/Sunday+Best.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458668091730923474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EVtKbkB4I/AAAAAAAAA24/ZmWFpSScYcU/s1600/Toy+Box+egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EVtKbkB4I/AAAAAAAAA24/ZmWFpSScYcU/s320/Toy+Box+egg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458668088988010370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You'll also notice that he has a thing for playing in his toy box.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EWtzL0UKI/AAAAAAAAA4A/VVe59FKe2-0/s1600/TV+stand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EWtzL0UKI/AAAAAAAAA4A/VVe59FKe2-0/s320/TV+stand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458669199439450274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EWtuGUmBI/AAAAAAAAA34/l73bGw72qug/s1600/Swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EWtuGUmBI/AAAAAAAAA34/l73bGw72qug/s320/Swing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458669198074222610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EWtBpBh-I/AAAAAAAAA3w/5DkQruQ5OWw/s1600/Crib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EWtBpBh-I/AAAAAAAAA3w/5DkQruQ5OWw/s320/Crib.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458669186140178402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EWsn9Wy4I/AAAAAAAAA3o/dgFuIHKkUJw/s1600/Sick+Nix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EWsn9Wy4I/AAAAAAAAA3o/dgFuIHKkUJw/s320/Sick+Nix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458669179246136194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nixon got sick one week.  It was sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EWstSlk9I/AAAAAAAAA3g/J93oewmpZtk/s1600/Sunglasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EWstSlk9I/AAAAAAAAA3g/J93oewmpZtk/s320/Sunglasses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458669180677362642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXFoXo0bI/AAAAAAAAA4o/ViO3arEPcQQ/s1600/Atlanta+Pictures+February+-+July+2010.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXFoXo0bI/AAAAAAAAA4o/ViO3arEPcQQ/s320/Atlanta+Pictures+February+-+July+2010.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458669608853098930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXFaozk0I/AAAAAAAAA4g/LhCDOqGJp-M/s1600/Nixon+1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXFaozk0I/AAAAAAAAA4g/LhCDOqGJp-M/s320/Nixon+1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458669605167010626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXFB0pEMI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/BfK2sVNywgg/s1600/Crazy+face.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXFB0pEMI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/BfK2sVNywgg/s320/Crazy+face.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458669598505767106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXE_9fHYI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/M2ngAqotWEA/s1600/ATL+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXE_9fHYI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/M2ngAqotWEA/s320/ATL+hat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458669598005992834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXEq6HiSI/AAAAAAAAA4I/tisZQH7VoSo/s1600/Dorn+and+Holley.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXEq6HiSI/AAAAAAAAA4I/tisZQH7VoSo/s320/Dorn+and+Holley.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458669592354720034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly and Dorn came to visit.  We had good times at the World of Coca-Cola and the Georgia Aquarium, which is the world's largest aquarium.  We also hit up an Atlanta Hawks game.  They played against the Charlotte Bobcats.  We got to see Michael Jordan and the Hawks won in OT as Joe Johnson hit the game winner at the buzzer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXWsHNt5I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ylKwz6Ei4lY/s1600/Coke+Polar+Bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXWsHNt5I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ylKwz6Ei4lY/s320/Coke+Polar+Bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458669901915731858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXWjVLX1I/AAAAAAAAA5I/sMpA0whcAhg/s1600/Jelly+Fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXWjVLX1I/AAAAAAAAA5I/sMpA0whcAhg/s320/Jelly+Fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458669899558379346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The jellyfish were my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXWIKKhTI/AAAAAAAAA5A/myKlP4lmAIw/s1600/Shark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXWIKKhTI/AAAAAAAAA5A/myKlP4lmAIw/s320/Shark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458669892264428850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXWCtDoxI/AAAAAAAAA44/Q1m3dacpc-Y/s1600/Piranha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXWCtDoxI/AAAAAAAAA44/Q1m3dacpc-Y/s320/Piranha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458669890800165650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXVzgOf_I/AAAAAAAAA4w/-desD4B906o/s1600/Suitcase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXVzgOf_I/AAAAAAAAA4w/-desD4B906o/s320/Suitcase.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458669886719819762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXucLhtCI/AAAAAAAAA54/ijzMpvdm-Ns/s1600/Sandbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXucLhtCI/AAAAAAAAA54/ijzMpvdm-Ns/s320/Sandbox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458670309955712034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nixon's first play experience in a sandbox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXt1Zyw2I/AAAAAAAAA5w/MbR5VpJkzN8/s1600/Hat+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXt1Zyw2I/AAAAAAAAA5w/MbR5VpJkzN8/s320/Hat+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458670299546567522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXtu7TdNI/AAAAAAAAA5o/lqG4uazDSQA/s1600/BSU+headband.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXtu7TdNI/AAAAAAAAA5o/lqG4uazDSQA/s320/BSU+headband.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458670297808073938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXtCHYbMI/AAAAAAAAA5g/GO5eDi4pR-E/s1600/BSU+headband2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXtCHYbMI/AAAAAAAAA5g/GO5eDi4pR-E/s320/BSU+headband2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458670285779135682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXtJ5zPyI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/OCgAqS1Su8s/s1600/happy+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EXtJ5zPyI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/OCgAqS1Su8s/s320/happy+boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458670287869656866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EX9lHc8hI/AAAAAAAAA6g/T_8kg9Yo1WA/s1600/Berries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EX9lHc8hI/AAAAAAAAA6g/T_8kg9Yo1WA/s320/Berries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458670570052579858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got some good berries and let Nixon go to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EX9SFXYZI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/qqmteY2TDUc/s1600/Berries+to+mouth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EX9SFXYZI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/qqmteY2TDUc/s320/Berries+to+mouth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458670564943552914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sweet as Nixon is, he is still a little stinker sometimes and just doesn't get what he wants.  Such is the case here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EX9CELJTI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/OoEpyzYSr3c/s1600/Cry+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EX9CELJTI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/OoEpyzYSr3c/s320/Cry+face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458670560643589426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EX85UE0FI/AAAAAAAAA6I/gVWUlq1f44k/s1600/Sour+puss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EX85UE0FI/AAAAAAAAA6I/gVWUlq1f44k/s320/Sour+puss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458670558294364242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the Easter weekend we went to Charlotte and visited with Melanie (Jebb) and Kenny Winn.  We had a fun time with them and Nixon loved playing with their daughter, Madison.  We hung out with Melanie's family just north of Charlotte for the holiday.  Mallory dyed eggs for the first time in her life!  I really thought she had better parents than that.  ;)  The kids also went on a little Easter egg hunt.  It was quite fun even though Nixon had a better time taking the eggs out of the baskets than in to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8FDr7yZSHI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Ydg8wCbX39w/s1600/Easter3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8FDr7yZSHI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Ydg8wCbX39w/s320/Easter3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458718645412251762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8FDrZiYX_I/AAAAAAAAA7I/fqsRwUccWEc/s1600/Easter2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8FDrZiYX_I/AAAAAAAAA7I/fqsRwUccWEc/s320/Easter2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458718636218277874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8FDrFMidrI/AAAAAAAAA7A/IK-a8v_NgYo/s1600/Easter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8FDrFMidrI/AAAAAAAAA7A/IK-a8v_NgYo/s320/Easter.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458718630757955250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EX8h-IGNI/AAAAAAAAA6A/amD0Eho8Iss/s1600/NorthCarolina+Mansion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EX8h-IGNI/AAAAAAAAA6A/amD0Eho8Iss/s320/NorthCarolina+Mansion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458670552028289234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a nice mansion in the South in the neighborhood where Melanie's family resides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we took a little trip to Athens - home of the University of Georgia.  Today was their annual G-Day spring football game.  It was a lot of fun and quite a bit different than the Boise State experience.  The stadium holds over 92,000 people and it was nearly half full for the spring scrimmage!  It's a beautiful stadium on a gorgeous campus.  I wish we were here when fall hits so we could take in some of the action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EYHJ92bKI/AAAAAAAAA64/JpJRrndI6Fo/s1600/GDay+Game_Mal_Nixon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EYHJ92bKI/AAAAAAAAA64/JpJRrndI6Fo/s320/GDay+Game_Mal_Nixon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458670734563241122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EYG_I56AI/AAAAAAAAA6w/BpO7cXtbBZ8/s1600/GDay+Game2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EYG_I56AI/AAAAAAAAA6w/BpO7cXtbBZ8/s320/GDay+Game2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458670731656816642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EYGsxqUAI/AAAAAAAAA6o/vUeFKRUbzVg/s1600/GDay+Game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EYGsxqUAI/AAAAAAAAA6o/vUeFKRUbzVg/s320/GDay+Game.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458670726727487490" 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/2037332089095833624-8366289985066674421?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/8366289985066674421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=8366289985066674421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/8366289985066674421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/8366289985066674421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2010/04/hotlantan-atl.html' title='Hotlantan&apos; the ATL'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/S8EVuXvtcEI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/aCP-Nz0UnOk/s72-c/Hitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-6216981710811389413</id><published>2009-12-22T22:17:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:00:45.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What!! An Update?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG0zHV-tgI/AAAAAAAAA2I/GRW7z7lXW_A/s1600-h/Winter+hat_12-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG0zHV-tgI/AAAAAAAAA2I/GRW7z7lXW_A/s320/Winter+hat_12-09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418310616940983810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all can see, we haven't been into the updating of the blog as of late.  Mallory has found a new passion for reading, yet still hasn't found her creative edge to actually write any posts.  It's really not that hard.  With as much time as she spends stalking all of you who actually read this you would think that she could just copy and paste tidbits of your lives and put it into our blog.  :)  Beware, she is watching you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hates writing on the blog so much that she challenged me to a game of H-O-R-S-E on the mini 4 foot plastic basketball hoop in the basement.  Loser had to write on the blog.  After I won the first game, she suckered me into switching balls and doing a best of 3 series.   Unfortunately, the game had nothing to do with skill and everything to do with equipment.  I lost.  She finished me off by bouncing the ball off the floor into the hoop twice in a row.  Yeah... tell me about it.  I'd like to point out that my ball was flat.  And in case you were wondering, this is what happened the last time I lost a bet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzGojD0rk3I/AAAAAAAAA1g/mCnOtNGVse4/s1600-h/Dressed+as+a+girl_12_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzGojD0rk3I/AAAAAAAAA1g/mCnOtNGVse4/s320/Dressed+as+a+girl_12_09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418297146978571122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor kid is going to be traumatized for the rest of his life.  And it's not just the pink puffy shirt and the over-sized bow on his head, it's as though he knows that he just got caught red-handed.  Ladies and gentlemen, parenting at its finest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG0xiMqaGI/AAAAAAAAA1o/dj1IANby-j4/s1600-h/Dunkballer+Brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG0xiMqaGI/AAAAAAAAA1o/dj1IANby-j4/s320/Dunkballer+Brown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418310589789923426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe I should have let Nixon play some ball for me.  He is a natural.  We went down to Utah for Conference Weekend back in October to take part in the semiannual Dunkball All-Star game.  He's just like his daddy.  Can you say "Thrunk!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG3AFaaMII/AAAAAAAAA2Q/O1XATOFRSlU/s1600-h/Thrunk%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG3AFaaMII/AAAAAAAAA2Q/O1XATOFRSlU/s320/Thrunk%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418313038784245890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nixon has grown fond of his little rocking chair in the basement.  Well... he will sit in it and pose for a second before he decides to climb out.  Cute nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzGoigiUx7I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/3OmPj6bwFmU/s1600-h/Rocking+Chair_12-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzGoigiUx7I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/3OmPj6bwFmU/s320/Rocking+Chair_12-09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418297137506338738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's such a cheeseball with that smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzGoiSP3hJI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/-UrsCT0mBhQ/s1600-h/12-4-09_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzGoiSP3hJI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/-UrsCT0mBhQ/s320/12-4-09_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418297133670827154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ugly duck pajamas.  He will look at this picture when he is older and wonder why we chose to dress him in such a manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nixon is very curious these days.  He crawls around everywhere looking for ways to get into trouble.  He also likes to test his skills by crawling into tight spaces.  He loves to crawl through the complicated leg bars of our kitchen chairs and even the kitchen table. (Note: the following pics do not show said chairs and table)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG6x8jRU7I/AAAAAAAAA2w/fCdXCB8VVmg/s1600-h/Chair1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG6x8jRU7I/AAAAAAAAA2w/fCdXCB8VVmg/s320/Chair1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418317193933837234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG6xg9DiMI/AAAAAAAAA2o/yC28cJGUHC0/s1600-h/Chair2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG6xg9DiMI/AAAAAAAAA2o/yC28cJGUHC0/s320/Chair2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418317186525792450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG6xWRmCSI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ewmsjBDr1gU/s1600-h/Chair3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG6xWRmCSI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ewmsjBDr1gU/s320/Chair3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418317183659149602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG6xMki_CI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/jOb72FI_sEw/s1600-h/Chair4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG6xMki_CI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/jOb72FI_sEw/s320/Chair4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418317181054286882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's pretty funny.  Nixon even tried to stick his head into this brass vase:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG0yVz6IHI/AAAAAAAAA14/2kJurpzQ6j8/s1600-h/11-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG0yVz6IHI/AAAAAAAAA14/2kJurpzQ6j8/s320/11-09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418310603644739698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He also like to see his reflection in shiny objects such as the sliding glass door, or in this case - the volleyball pole hole cover in the church gym during priesthood, and give himself open mouth french kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG0yLYCbjI/AAAAAAAAA1w/5nLvFCpnVCs/s1600-h/Church_11-29-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG0yLYCbjI/AAAAAAAAA1w/5nLvFCpnVCs/s320/Church_11-29-09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418310600843488818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I did take that picture in the middle of the lesson in between pretending to look up scriptures and playing Blackjack Free on my iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nixon also loves to play with his cousins.  His cousin, Gavin, is such a crack up and has been calling him "Nixeyface."  It's cute. He learned that one from hearing Mal say it a couple times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG0yl9pz5I/AAAAAAAAA2A/dDfIamV2iww/s1600-h/Gavin_Nixon_12-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG0yl9pz5I/AAAAAAAAA2A/dDfIamV2iww/s320/Gavin_Nixon_12-09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418310607980580754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We will post more later on.  We should have some good pictures from Christmastime activities and what not to post pretty soon - that is assuming I lose another game of H-O-R-S-E on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-6216981710811389413?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/6216981710811389413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=6216981710811389413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/6216981710811389413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/6216981710811389413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-update.html' title='What!! An Update?'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SzG0zHV-tgI/AAAAAAAAA2I/GRW7z7lXW_A/s72-c/Winter+hat_12-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-5482225670116568657</id><published>2009-09-22T14:33:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T15:52:01.479-06:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Summer update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We decided to post some recent pictures on Nixon because we haven't updated this for a while and he is so cute.  Over the past weekend we went to Sweet, Idaho for a family reunion with Mallory's family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nixon thought he would show Liv what's up by completely owning her on the blanket during the picnic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk39OzJtKI/AAAAAAAAA0s/uUXSsKpniSk/s1600-h/Nixon+tackling+Liv3_9-19-09.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk39OzJtKI/AAAAAAAAA0s/uUXSsKpniSk/s320/Nixon+tackling+Liv3_9-19-09.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384396354582328482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm pretty sure we've reached the three count little guy... she's pinned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk3-RrXROI/AAAAAAAAA08/pw3HhcBufno/s1600-h/Nixon+tackling+Liv2_9-19-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk3-RrXROI/AAAAAAAAA08/pw3HhcBufno/s320/Nixon+tackling+Liv2_9-19-09.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384396372534838498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now she's trying to tap out.  Way to go Nixon!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk39is7s8I/AAAAAAAAA00/Mn-nDfTOgnI/s1600-h/Nixon+tackling+Liv_9-19-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk39is7s8I/AAAAAAAAA00/Mn-nDfTOgnI/s320/Nixon+tackling+Liv_9-19-09.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384396359924954050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My oldest sister, Alicia, took some cute pictures this past week as well.  Her two kids, Ellie and Lucas, are on the left while Jaxon (son of my step-brother, Mike) is on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk3N9kwG8I/AAAAAAAAA0k/NQvkSCXuudc/s1600-h/9-13-09_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk3N9kwG8I/AAAAAAAAA0k/NQvkSCXuudc/s320/9-13-09_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384395542504676290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like how Jaxon is the only one actually looking at the camera while the rest are smiling at the crazy faces I was making behind my sister.  They also were all eating cookies and have the crumbs all over their faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk3NHSfqSI/AAAAAAAAA0c/pCNQ3Ae3pls/s1600-h/9-13-09_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk3NHSfqSI/AAAAAAAAA0c/pCNQ3Ae3pls/s320/9-13-09_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384395527932586274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah... he's a drooler.  He is teething and has his two bottom incisors in (24, 25).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk3MSwqwLI/AAAAAAAAA0U/dlAFJDS9IG4/s1600-h/9-13-09_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk3MSwqwLI/AAAAAAAAA0U/dlAFJDS9IG4/s320/9-13-09_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384395513832063154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk3LgDQ8nI/AAAAAAAAA0M/2ysMckzJZ_4/s1600-h/9-13-09_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk3LgDQ8nI/AAAAAAAAA0M/2ysMckzJZ_4/s320/9-13-09_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384395500219855474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Below are some portraits that were taken on July 30th.  He was five months old then.  (Click to enlarge).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk3K1600vI/AAAAAAAAA0E/sanPtR9OeEY/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk3K1600vI/AAAAAAAAA0E/sanPtR9OeEY/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384395488910168818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk1tS4K1KI/AAAAAAAAAz8/_VFoEHrmOLI/s1600-h/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk1tS4K1KI/AAAAAAAAAz8/_VFoEHrmOLI/s320/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384393881775953058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the "treasure chest" pictures were taken, Nixon left a little treasure for the photographers by peeing all over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk1sm0dCMI/AAAAAAAAAz0/VUn5vn3aJrc/s1600-h/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk1sm0dCMI/AAAAAAAAAz0/VUn5vn3aJrc/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384393869949208770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk1sLFbd3I/AAAAAAAAAzs/oXhq9hDfztM/s1600-h/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk1sLFbd3I/AAAAAAAAAzs/oXhq9hDfztM/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384393862504216434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Pinky: "Gee, Brain, what are we going to do tonight?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Brain: "The same thing we do every night, Pinky - try to take over the world!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SrlGQLTc6HI/AAAAAAAAA1E/8LQL38297YU/s1600-h/pinky_and_the_brain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SrlGQLTc6HI/AAAAAAAAA1E/8LQL38297YU/s320/pinky_and_the_brain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384412073224366194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk1rQ9-lMI/AAAAAAAAAzk/wKUzj8W0Wic/s1600-h/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk1rQ9-lMI/AAAAAAAAAzk/wKUzj8W0Wic/s320/DSC_0051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384393846903706818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk1q_6iEyI/AAAAAAAAAzc/WFpQFq9bDUo/s1600-h/DSC_00713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk1q_6iEyI/AAAAAAAAAzc/WFpQFq9bDUo/s320/DSC_00713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384393842325852962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-5482225670116568657?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/5482225670116568657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=5482225670116568657' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/5482225670116568657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/5482225670116568657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-decided-to-post-some-recent-pictures.html' title='End of Summer update!'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Srk39OzJtKI/AAAAAAAAA0s/uUXSsKpniSk/s72-c/Nixon+tackling+Liv3_9-19-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-9028310463761775427</id><published>2009-06-19T20:30:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:25:34.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holley Turns 50!!</title><content type='html'>These past two months have been pretty crazy.  Nixon is getting bigger and cuter.  He is also starting to be even crazier.  He pooped in the bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SjxOf-igWFI/AAAAAAAAAyk/2eWNT2DcZIc/s1600-h/IMG_0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SjxOf-igWFI/AAAAAAAAAyk/2eWNT2DcZIc/s320/IMG_0132.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349236768679942226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mallory has been coaching the Borah High girls JV summer league basketball team.  They used to suck, but have been improving steadily since Mallory joined the staff.  Logan has also gotten a job.  He works for a marketing company that is making a magazine for Boise State Athletics.  It's called &lt;i&gt;The Blue.  &lt;/i&gt;It's pretty much awesome.  You can check out our website at &lt;a href="http://thebluemag.com/"&gt;thebluemag.com&lt;/a&gt;.  He gets to work with Bart Hendricks too (see below).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SjxN_OuFGSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/zf4epKhvI6A/s1600-h/Bart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SjxN_OuFGSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/zf4epKhvI6A/s320/Bart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349236206087772450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, this past week Holley (Mallory's mom) turned 50!  So... we had a big Mexican fiesta to celebrate.  Here are some pics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SjxOfv0BNFI/AAAAAAAAAyc/V-ggCdYxtBI/s1600-h/IMG_0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SjxOfv0BNFI/AAAAAAAAAyc/V-ggCdYxtBI/s320/IMG_0137.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349236764726867026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No... that's not Adam Morrison and Inigo Montoya at the party... it's just Mallory and Amy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SjxWEqm5rhI/AAAAAAAAAzM/DmAVOztw-oo/s1600-h/adam_morrison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SjxWEqm5rhI/AAAAAAAAAzM/DmAVOztw-oo/s320/adam_morrison.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349245095566224914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SjxWJ-pSz-I/AAAAAAAAAzU/vrM2pRuN6Ig/s1600-h/inigo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SjxWJ-pSz-I/AAAAAAAAAzU/vrM2pRuN6Ig/s320/inigo1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349245186844315618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SjxOfksz5-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/1CNWnOzcY7E/s1600-h/IMG_0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SjxOfksz5-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/1CNWnOzcY7E/s320/IMG_0134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349236761743845346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SjxOfafhdaI/AAAAAAAAAyM/455tPAntq50/s1600-h/IMG_0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SjxOfafhdaI/AAAAAAAAAyM/455tPAntq50/s320/IMG_0138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349236759003755938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think we look pretty sexy as a mustachioed family!&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/2037332089095833624-9028310463761775427?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/9028310463761775427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=9028310463761775427' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/9028310463761775427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/9028310463761775427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2009/06/holley-turns-50.html' title='Holley Turns 50!!'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SjxOf-igWFI/AAAAAAAAAyk/2eWNT2DcZIc/s72-c/IMG_0132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-1877090790571821797</id><published>2009-05-18T18:18:00.024-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:40:00.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A glimpse at what we have been up to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Nixon hanging with cousin Liv...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShIMqLYmEHI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Cc3X4aFdARA/s1600-h/NIx+and+Liv+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShIMqLYmEHI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Cc3X4aFdARA/s320/NIx+and+Liv+3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337342427137446002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShIMOS-54QI/AAAAAAAAAxY/GiI8IhX6ka0/s1600-h/nix+and+liv+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShIMOS-54QI/AAAAAAAAAxY/GiI8IhX6ka0/s320/nix+and+liv+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337341948140839170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShIMJ5DnxjI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/0dpgqUUzwas/s1600-h/Nix+and+Liv.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShIMJ5DnxjI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/0dpgqUUzwas/s320/Nix+and+Liv.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337341872461825586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nixon learning how to smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShIMBdJsyeI/AAAAAAAAAxI/ylJJuoB3m74/s1600-h/NIx+stare+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShIMBdJsyeI/AAAAAAAAAxI/ylJJuoB3m74/s320/NIx+stare+1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337341727532173794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShILqZyV9zI/AAAAAAAAAww/eyu68srxMPo/s1600-h/nix+funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShILqZyV9zI/AAAAAAAAAww/eyu68srxMPo/s320/nix+funny.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337341331491911474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShILJSX811I/AAAAAAAAAwY/AHRpuPHtIJE/s1600-h/smiley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShILJSX811I/AAAAAAAAAwY/AHRpuPHtIJE/s320/smiley.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337340762566481746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nixon being blessed in church...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShIK9Ca-PrI/AAAAAAAAAwI/7PAk7KW_xWU/s1600-h/NIxon+Blessing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShIK9Ca-PrI/AAAAAAAAAwI/7PAk7KW_xWU/s320/NIxon+Blessing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337340552125759154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan and Mallory graduating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShIK25qvDII/AAAAAAAAAwA/vMaTjNeU0Gk/s1600-h/Graduation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShIK25qvDII/AAAAAAAAAwA/vMaTjNeU0Gk/s320/Graduation.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337340446696737922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life has been pretty crazy with Nixon.  With the move back to Boise, we are loving hanging out with the family and spending time with Nixon.  We will post more soon with details about Logan's job and everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-1877090790571821797?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/1877090790571821797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=1877090790571821797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/1877090790571821797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/1877090790571821797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2009/05/glimpse-at-what-we-have-been-up-to.html' title='A glimpse at what we have been up to...'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ShIMqLYmEHI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Cc3X4aFdARA/s72-c/NIx+and+Liv+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-3937041687625096648</id><published>2009-04-21T21:50:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:14:08.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Zion National Park</title><content type='html'>Last week we went down to southern Utah to relax.  We played golf in St. George, visited family in Las Vegas, and toured Zion National Park.  The weather was perfect the entire trip.  It was a great way to close out our stay in Utah as we both graduate from BYU this week and will move back to Boise.  Here are some pics of the trip:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6Xtfl-7yI/AAAAAAAAAso/bfPz1edqBK0/s1600-h/zion_logan+and+nixon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6Xtfl-7yI/AAAAAAAAAso/bfPz1edqBK0/s320/zion_logan+and+nixon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327362217056595746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6XtQ3JSoI/AAAAAAAAAsg/T1N1jpafaqo/s1600-h/zion+whats+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6XtQ3JSoI/AAAAAAAAAsg/T1N1jpafaqo/s320/zion+whats+up.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327362213102045826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6Xs0GmzaI/AAAAAAAAAsY/9HaYQbXzn-U/s1600-h/zion+riverwalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6Xs0GmzaI/AAAAAAAAAsY/9HaYQbXzn-U/s320/zion+riverwalk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327362205382266274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6XsJ3EI0I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/aiIISLDK5co/s1600-h/zion+park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6XsJ3EI0I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/aiIISLDK5co/s320/zion+park.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327362194042790722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6XDJbOu2I/AAAAAAAAAsE/waa3zB3TB6g/s1600-h/zion+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6XDJbOu2I/AAAAAAAAAsE/waa3zB3TB6g/s320/zion+family.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327361489551407970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6XDKQ5qJI/AAAAAAAAAr8/2pkPMtQa8xA/s1600-h/zion+angels+landing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6XDKQ5qJI/AAAAAAAAAr8/2pkPMtQa8xA/s320/zion+angels+landing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327361489776519314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6XC_iXJ8I/AAAAAAAAAr0/EneYiG4I6Sw/s1600-h/zion1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6XC_iXJ8I/AAAAAAAAAr0/EneYiG4I6Sw/s320/zion1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327361486896965570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6XC3MoEGI/AAAAAAAAArs/sK8KVIf322U/s1600-h/zion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6XC3MoEGI/AAAAAAAAArs/sK8KVIf322U/s320/zion.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327361484658315362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6XCvn03QI/AAAAAAAAArk/RXya8OlAGEY/s1600-h/three+patriarchs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6XCvn03QI/AAAAAAAAArk/RXya8OlAGEY/s320/three+patriarchs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327361482624916738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, here are some more pictures of Nixon because he is so adorable:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6ZSITo8jI/AAAAAAAAAtY/UOfcIZP8ieY/s1600-h/watching+tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6ZSITo8jI/AAAAAAAAAtY/UOfcIZP8ieY/s320/watching+tv.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327363945972429362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6ZMz7DAnI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/nfv3uayFYdQ/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6ZMz7DAnI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/nfv3uayFYdQ/s320/smile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327363854601224818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6ZMpqqsXI/AAAAAAAAAtI/81O1p8P-zco/s1600-h/glow+stare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6ZMpqqsXI/AAAAAAAAAtI/81O1p8P-zco/s320/glow+stare.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327363851848167794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6ZMp3wk0I/AAAAAAAAAtA/NMp3J4yVVvg/s1600-h/hello.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6ZMp3wk0I/AAAAAAAAAtA/NMp3J4yVVvg/s320/hello.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327363851903079234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6ZMeDDKsI/AAAAAAAAAs4/kE6NgJK7BvE/s1600-h/chest+hair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6ZMeDDKsI/AAAAAAAAAs4/kE6NgJK7BvE/s320/chest+hair.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327363848729209538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6ZMeT0iMI/AAAAAAAAAsw/sGyJ4aB1JWo/s1600-h/couch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6ZMeT0iMI/AAAAAAAAAsw/sGyJ4aB1JWo/s320/couch.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327363848799553730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-3937041687625096648?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/3937041687625096648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=3937041687625096648' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/3937041687625096648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/3937041687625096648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2009/04/zion-national-park.html' title='Zion National Park'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Se6Xtfl-7yI/AAAAAAAAAso/bfPz1edqBK0/s72-c/zion_logan+and+nixon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-3444043103870781141</id><published>2009-04-08T17:12:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T17:21:25.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan's skills as a father</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is what happens when Logan tries to dress Nixon.  He doesn't have much experience putting on the onesies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sd0v_wraaHI/AAAAAAAAArc/uo2me57LmDE/s1600-h/shirt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sd0v_wraaHI/AAAAAAAAArc/uo2me57LmDE/s320/shirt.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322463107067046002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nixon is a very gassy little man.  We caught the end of one of his gassy smiles : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sd0v_0RKDjI/AAAAAAAAArU/ATb0IqoVZwc/s1600-h/gas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sd0v_0RKDjI/AAAAAAAAArU/ATb0IqoVZwc/s320/gas.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322463108030664242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He makes the cutest little face in the middle of his hungry cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sd0v_98b8KI/AAAAAAAAArM/82Q2LrX6il0/s1600-h/cryface.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sd0v_98b8KI/AAAAAAAAArM/82Q2LrX6il0/s320/cryface.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322463110628110498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just added this one in because he is so precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sd0v_niSOLI/AAAAAAAAArE/1pSSGnbdC3w/s1600-h/Nix.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sd0v_niSOLI/AAAAAAAAArE/1pSSGnbdC3w/s320/Nix.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322463104612841650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture of Logan and Nixon napping together... so tender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sd0v_a3wdBI/AAAAAAAAAq8/JbNEJNjrUzk/s1600-h/sleepy+log.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sd0v_a3wdBI/AAAAAAAAAq8/JbNEJNjrUzk/s320/sleepy+log.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322463101213242386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan really is great with Nixon.  Every time Logan gets home from class or work he always has to cuddle the little guy.  It has been amazing watching those two get to know each other.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-3444043103870781141?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/3444043103870781141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=3444043103870781141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/3444043103870781141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/3444043103870781141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2009/04/logans-skills-as-father.html' title='Logan&apos;s skills as a father'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sd0v_wraaHI/AAAAAAAAArc/uo2me57LmDE/s72-c/shirt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-1060291835798090431</id><published>2009-03-25T23:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:42:27.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nixon through the lens of Alicia Lowry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My sister, Alicia, is a really good photographer and she took some pics of Nixon today that were really cute.  We wanted to share them with everyone.  He is three weeks, four days old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ScsU-jEl01I/AAAAAAAAAq0/uhR5_1p1SaQ/s1600-h/Nixon+Lloyd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ScsU-jEl01I/AAAAAAAAAq0/uhR5_1p1SaQ/s320/Nixon+Lloyd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317366849839944530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ScsU-ZBUcHI/AAAAAAAAAqs/vBqlnsFoKGI/s1600-h/March+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ScsU-ZBUcHI/AAAAAAAAAqs/vBqlnsFoKGI/s320/March+25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317366847141867634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ScsU-IewVII/AAAAAAAAAqk/mfsgsvV2pmI/s1600-h/B+%26+W+sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ScsU-IewVII/AAAAAAAAAqk/mfsgsvV2pmI/s320/B+%26+W+sleeping.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317366842701927554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ScsU9ke92rI/AAAAAAAAAqc/-7rKv_Jfsx8/s1600-h/Black+and+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ScsU9ke92rI/AAAAAAAAAqc/-7rKv_Jfsx8/s320/Black+and+white.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317366833039137458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you Alicia for the photos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-1060291835798090431?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/1060291835798090431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=1060291835798090431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/1060291835798090431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/1060291835798090431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2009/03/nixon-through-lens-of-alicia-lowry.html' title='Nixon through the lens of Alicia Lowry'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/ScsU-jEl01I/AAAAAAAAAq0/uhR5_1p1SaQ/s72-c/Nixon+Lloyd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-9036430671916363001</id><published>2009-03-12T15:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:24:42.801-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Nixon Pictures</title><content type='html'>Just thought you might want to see more pictures of Nixon.  He is such a good baby.  He is awake a lot more these days.  He loves to just hang out and stare at you with his cute little face... that's all he can do at this point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sbl8tFtvfWI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/_DlaIJ-FPUU/s1600-h/photo%2810%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sbl8tFtvfWI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/_DlaIJ-FPUU/s320/photo%2810%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312414349530201442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sbl8duQDngI/AAAAAAAAAqA/XZK3ZtZ4SE4/s1600-h/photo%2811%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sbl8duQDngI/AAAAAAAAAqA/XZK3ZtZ4SE4/s320/photo%2811%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312414085533638146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sbl8dWJ5MEI/AAAAAAAAAp4/dzmNKLs9gC8/s1600-h/photo%2812%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sbl8dWJ5MEI/AAAAAAAAAp4/dzmNKLs9gC8/s320/photo%2812%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312414079065337922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sbl8dSLhqfI/AAAAAAAAApw/2ZLpnTsJhX4/s1600-h/photo%2813%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sbl8dSLhqfI/AAAAAAAAApw/2ZLpnTsJhX4/s320/photo%2813%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312414077998442994" 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/2037332089095833624-9036430671916363001?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/9036430671916363001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=9036430671916363001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/9036430671916363001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/9036430671916363001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-nixon-pictures.html' title='More Nixon Pictures'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sbl8tFtvfWI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/_DlaIJ-FPUU/s72-c/photo%2810%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-28532861767998111</id><published>2009-03-08T12:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T13:07:56.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Many Faces of Nixon : )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQL5vML2YI/AAAAAAAAApo/TBnfFbKE_MA/s1600-h/photo%289%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQL5vML2YI/AAAAAAAAApo/TBnfFbKE_MA/s320/photo%289%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882947124681090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "I have no neck and my clothes are too big" face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQL5bztNtI/AAAAAAAAApg/02y0A0Ws7zE/s1600-h/photo%288%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQL5bztNtI/AAAAAAAAApg/02y0A0Ws7zE/s320/photo%288%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882941921736402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The yawn face or The "I'm practicing for the dentist" face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQL5AEYbQI/AAAAAAAAApY/c6XxTw3plH4/s1600-h/photo%287%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQL5AEYbQI/AAAAAAAAApY/c6XxTw3plH4/s320/photo%287%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882934475484418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The roar face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQL4-hnwhI/AAAAAAAAApQ/ZfT8vxF0hoo/s1600-h/photo%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQL4-hnwhI/AAAAAAAAApQ/ZfT8vxF0hoo/s320/photo%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882934061253138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "Oops, I'm crapping my pants" face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQLV53_4VI/AAAAAAAAApI/YShPbBCSlNA/s1600-h/photo%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQLV53_4VI/AAAAAAAAApI/YShPbBCSlNA/s320/photo%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882331517509970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The stretching face (This one is our favorite... it's so cute).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQLVU59TVI/AAAAAAAAApA/LJTVKmjsfyM/s1600-h/photo%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQLVU59TVI/AAAAAAAAApA/LJTVKmjsfyM/s320/photo%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882321593617746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "Yo, I brought the Milkies, now, where's my popcorn?" face&lt;br /&gt;or it could be&lt;br /&gt;The "I'm trying to be like the baby on the E*Trade commercials" face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQLVKsnWiI/AAAAAAAAAo4/OysSa3a0In8/s1600-h/photo%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQLVKsnWiI/AAAAAAAAAo4/OysSa3a0In8/s320/photo%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882318853298722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "I'm practicing my left hook" face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQLUy8W6iI/AAAAAAAAAow/YVqIs1FDny8/s1600-h/photo%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQLUy8W6iI/AAAAAAAAAow/YVqIs1FDny8/s320/photo%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882312476879394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sad "Stop trying to wake me up" face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQLUmVHNBI/AAAAAAAAAoo/ESosM2-R9Wg/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQLUmVHNBI/AAAAAAAAAoo/ESosM2-R9Wg/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882309091046418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "Give me your boobs" face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-28532861767998111?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/28532861767998111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=28532861767998111' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/28532861767998111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/28532861767998111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2009/03/many-faces-of-nixon.html' title='The Many Faces of Nixon : )'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SbQL5vML2YI/AAAAAAAAApo/TBnfFbKE_MA/s72-c/photo%289%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-6072383781974214541</id><published>2009-03-03T15:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T16:36:14.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How can you...</title><content type='html'>...wake up to this in the morning and not want to kiss his precious face off!  He's so cute with his little hands being used as a pillow for his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sa2pYsicMlI/AAAAAAAAAog/_dbfixlA5YY/s1600-h/Nixon+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sa2pYsicMlI/AAAAAAAAAog/_dbfixlA5YY/s320/Nixon+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309085777477251666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sa2pYqgkLTI/AAAAAAAAAoY/wjCxxivs1kg/s1600-h/Nixon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sa2pYqgkLTI/AAAAAAAAAoY/wjCxxivs1kg/s320/Nixon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309085776932515122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-6072383781974214541?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/6072383781974214541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=6072383781974214541' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/6072383781974214541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/6072383781974214541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-can-you.html' title='How can you...'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Sa2pYsicMlI/AAAAAAAAAog/_dbfixlA5YY/s72-c/Nixon+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-4063784147168512585</id><published>2009-03-01T09:02:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T10:37:39.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the world, Nixon Lloyd Brown</title><content type='html'>On Friday we went to the doctor's office for a checkup and Dr. Bean decided that he wanted to induce Mallory the next day.  So, at 6:40 a.m. on Saturday, the hospital called us and told us to come in.  They began inducing her around 10 a.m.  She got the epidural just before noon when she was dilated to a 4.  Two hours later she was fully dilated and soon thereafter she began to push.  Forty minutes later, at 3:11 p.m. little Nixon was welcomed to the world and I cut the umbilical cord.  He weighed in a 7 pounds, 3 ounces and was 19 inches long.  He had some respiratory problems for the first little bit, but has managed to become a very healthy boy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mallory did a great job.  She's a champ.  She didn't seem like giving birth was very tough at all.  She said it was easier than she expected it to be.  However, she is definitely feeling the effects of it today.  :(  She said that no one ever tells you about the pain the day after you give birth.  You always hear about the screaming and pain during the birthing process, but the next day is rarely mentioned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I love Mallory very much.  Seeing the whole process just blew my mind and added a whole new dimension of love.  Little Nixon is much cuter than I imagined ;)  But he is a very tired boy and just wants to do nothing but sleep.  He's so tender and I love him to death.  Here are some pictures so you can love him too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SarCsUyOKYI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Vj1wcoNrC48/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SarCsUyOKYI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Vj1wcoNrC48/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308269177558935938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SarCr_DDZkI/AAAAAAAAAn4/FhiRvaUI9r8/s1600-h/photo+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SarCr_DDZkI/AAAAAAAAAn4/FhiRvaUI9r8/s320/photo+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308269171723953730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SarCrvKGWmI/AAAAAAAAAnw/4L7B7BMyGXQ/s1600-h/photo+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SarCrvKGWmI/AAAAAAAAAnw/4L7B7BMyGXQ/s320/photo+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308269167458540130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SarCrSZoWkI/AAAAAAAAAno/72B05ml_rUw/s1600-h/photo+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SarCrSZoWkI/AAAAAAAAAno/72B05ml_rUw/s320/photo+(3).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308269159739054658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SarCrHv2gFI/AAAAAAAAAng/_imtgH098MU/s1600-h/photo+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SarCrHv2gFI/AAAAAAAAAng/_imtgH098MU/s320/photo+(5).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308269156879466578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SarDDMTK3XI/AAAAAAAAAoI/WdS2oQj0APQ/s1600-h/photo+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SarDDMTK3XI/AAAAAAAAAoI/WdS2oQj0APQ/s320/photo+(4).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308269570418204018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SarHxbSz5eI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ZV2wQdSq5Tg/s1600-h/photo(6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SarHxbSz5eI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ZV2wQdSq5Tg/s320/photo(6).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308274762763724258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-4063784147168512585?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/4063784147168512585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=4063784147168512585' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/4063784147168512585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/4063784147168512585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-to-world-nixon-lloyd-brown.html' title='Welcome to the world, Nixon Lloyd Brown'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SarCsUyOKYI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Vj1wcoNrC48/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-3682076596982849864</id><published>2009-02-19T21:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:57:49.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Post You've All Been Waiting For</title><content type='html'>Finally, here are some recent pics of Mallory.  She is at 36 weeks, 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZ43h3k52SI/AAAAAAAAAnY/nP9YvGBeMCc/s1600-h/P1010772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZ43h3k52SI/AAAAAAAAAnY/nP9YvGBeMCc/s320/P1010772.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304738466082969890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Regular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZ43h539IYI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/gKQ77KvyEnk/s1600-h/P1010773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZ43h539IYI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/gKQ77KvyEnk/s320/P1010773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304738466699747714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Rest Cycle: Boobs on belly, belly on legs, legs and bum in glider chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZ43hlOmOhI/AAAAAAAAAnI/OzKtENo46tw/s1600-h/P1010779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZ43hlOmOhI/AAAAAAAAAnI/OzKtENo46tw/s320/P1010779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304738461157571090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Sexy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZ43hZaAXCI/AAAAAAAAAnA/wiSpBsyfYc4/s1600-h/P1010776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZ43hZaAXCI/AAAAAAAAAnA/wiSpBsyfYc4/s320/P1010776.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304738457984195618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Blowfish.&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/2037332089095833624-3682076596982849864?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/3682076596982849864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=3682076596982849864' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/3682076596982849864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/3682076596982849864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2009/02/post-youve-all-been-waiting-for.html' title='The Post You&apos;ve All Been Waiting For'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZ43h3k52SI/AAAAAAAAAnY/nP9YvGBeMCc/s72-c/P1010772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-8015672454675150621</id><published>2009-02-14T12:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T09:24:05.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Mallory doing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZcZ-Cmwv-I/AAAAAAAAAm4/S14Gm8YYsqU/s1600-h/P1010770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZcZ-Cmwv-I/AAAAAAAAAm4/S14Gm8YYsqU/s320/P1010770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302735639894081506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is she:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(A) Pretending to be a bear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(B) Practicing being a baby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(C) Asking Logan if he wants a horsie ride?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(D) Crawling to the bathroom because she's in so much pain that she can't stand up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay posted for the answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-8015672454675150621?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/8015672454675150621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=8015672454675150621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/8015672454675150621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/8015672454675150621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-is-mallory-doing.html' title='What is Mallory doing?'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZcZ-Cmwv-I/AAAAAAAAAm4/S14Gm8YYsqU/s72-c/P1010770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-6542656380014738784</id><published>2009-02-12T23:24:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:34:42.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Now Suckas!</title><content type='html'>So... my wife is too pregnant and lazy to do anything productive on our blog or the internet really.  Blogstalking is about the extent of her internet capabilities these days.  She does, however, do tons of things around the house for which I am eternally grateful.  She really knows how to keep me in line, but she's going to need a bigger whip 'cause I'm very lazy when it comes to cleaning the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho... I got a few minutes of free time and decided to do something about it.  Apparently there have been a lot of complaints about the lack of activity on our blog. To that I say, leave more comments.  Some have even dedicated entire blog postings to our ineptitude.  Thanks be to those people, but they were not enough to compel Mallory to do much about it.  (Your post wasn't good enough Kaley... sorry).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... to finish up this post pretty quickly are some out-dated photos.  I personally apologize for them.  I am still trying to convince my wife that our little boy will like some pictures of his pregnant mommy.  These are about two months old, so just pretend that Mallory is a foot or two larger.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZUYP49RlQI/AAAAAAAAAmo/-lo9t5zu58k/s1600-h/mal+log.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZUYPqSffcI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/fd7BIWBKCtA/s1600-h/shower+sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZUYPqSffcI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/fd7BIWBKCtA/s320/shower+sisters.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302170793627581890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZUYPrthuPI/AAAAAAAAAmI/4xSerTbTnbo/s1600-h/mother+sucker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZUYPrthuPI/AAAAAAAAAmI/4xSerTbTnbo/s320/mother+sucker.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302170794009409778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZUZblVQmRI/AAAAAAAAAmw/q2fIRMz3_U8/s1600-h/BSU+log+gav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZUZblVQmRI/AAAAAAAAAmw/q2fIRMz3_U8/s320/BSU+log+gav.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302172097967069458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways... there will be more to come in the next post... hopefully in the next day or two.  We will include photos from our Hawai'i trip last November and maybe even some pics of Mallory's new look.  I may have to brush up on my sales pitch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-6542656380014738784?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/6542656380014738784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=6542656380014738784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/6542656380014738784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/6542656380014738784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-now-suckas.html' title='What Now Suckas!'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SZUYP49RlQI/AAAAAAAAAmo/-lo9t5zu58k/s72-c/mal+log.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-6250972670853942995</id><published>2008-11-05T20:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:54:07.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>Okay... so Halloween was last week, but we thought it was necessary to post some pictures of us having fun on that night.  I won a $50 gift certificate at school to CostumeCraze.com and used it to purchase a chicken suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SRJpi6kVtUI/AAAAAAAAAbk/WA6thAkGKxc/s1600-h/1031081802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SRJpi6kVtUI/AAAAAAAAAbk/WA6thAkGKxc/s320/1031081802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265386962907673922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I greatly underestimated the creepiness of the suit.  Mallory had a cow costume and dressed up in that.  We made a sign that read "EAT MOR CHIKIN" like the Chick-fil-A commercials for Mallory to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SRJpjNGHdpI/AAAAAAAAAbs/KZluo6xHqTs/s1600-h/1031081801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SRJpjNGHdpI/AAAAAAAAAbs/KZluo6xHqTs/s320/1031081801.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265386967881184914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the dorms with Britt, Brad, Ty, and Trey.  Good times.  I think I made two kids cry by chasing them in my chicken suit.  I even made Ty awfully afraid of me for a little bit.  A lot of Asian people kept taking pictures of me at the dorms.  They would say, "Look!  A chicken!  Doesn't he look yummy?" to their little kids... talk about creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SRJpkX8LV9I/AAAAAAAAAcE/dRRcl1N4reM/s1600-h/1031081847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SRJpkX8LV9I/AAAAAAAAAcE/dRRcl1N4reM/s320/1031081847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265386987972155346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SRJpj8L40fI/AAAAAAAAAb8/SShZ44YWAqE/s1600-h/1031081846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SRJpj8L40fI/AAAAAAAAAb8/SShZ44YWAqE/s320/1031081846.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265386980521857522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SRJpjTijzNI/AAAAAAAAAb0/3VUjj-ZUQEc/s1600-h/1031081803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SRJpjTijzNI/AAAAAAAAAb0/3VUjj-ZUQEc/s320/1031081803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265386969611095250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we met up with some friends and ate at Red Robin... a little tradition now since Mallory first realized how sexy I am at Red Robin on Halloween two years ago.  Anyway, we all wore our costumes there and people continued to stare at me.  I think some of them thought I was the actual "Red Robin", although I was yellow.  A group of girls even asked to take a picture with me... kind of funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, the rest of the night was spent standing on dark street corners creepily staring down cars as they drove by.  I must admit that it was probably very frightening.  I even just quietly stared at people without saying one word and with little movement as they walked by.  They usually would see me from afar, and when I did the staredown during the entire walkby, it was more than creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... that was Halloween... and welcome to the People's Republic of America now that we have a socialist for our new president!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-6250972670853942995?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/6250972670853942995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=6250972670853942995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/6250972670853942995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/6250972670853942995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SRJpi6kVtUI/AAAAAAAAAbk/WA6thAkGKxc/s72-c/1031081802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-4348668366270737809</id><published>2008-10-29T10:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:15:51.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mallory's baking a little...</title><content type='html'>So today we went to the doctor.  Mallory had an ultrasound.  We're going to have a little... wait for it... actually, just look for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3ff5a3de2bfafc83" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3ff5a3de2bfafc83%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330361337%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D700EF708973D4EEAC333945884776A508D90A07B.1BB8F435A886C2B7C6485009ADACE730050D92C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3ff5a3de2bfafc83%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWWNocvTON3Kwt5kFZu5rrTRprUs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3ff5a3de2bfafc83%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330361337%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D700EF708973D4EEAC333945884776A508D90A07B.1BB8F435A886C2B7C6485009ADACE730050D92C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3ff5a3de2bfafc83%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWWNocvTON3Kwt5kFZu5rrTRprUs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.  It's going to be a boy.  Below are some more ultrasound pics/videos for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f8a77dd66f0b28ec" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df8a77dd66f0b28ec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330361337%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB66F1AC55215BA8BB8E28FDD8228DDF909CD2FE.7EC1484F71734B16DC6C68A97612B805C9827698%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df8a77dd66f0b28ec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMnwpT5uq7-XFkIZ2jnRHCSllW-8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df8a77dd66f0b28ec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330361337%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB66F1AC55215BA8BB8E28FDD8228DDF909CD2FE.7EC1484F71734B16DC6C68A97612B805C9827698%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df8a77dd66f0b28ec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMnwpT5uq7-XFkIZ2jnRHCSllW-8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ad8bf8f55a92074d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dad8bf8f55a92074d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330361337%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D501E8A72C542F642716140EC61E9F6396B3B7AB8.67E0F770DADA09149F0802F40BE109C6D9F9103F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dad8bf8f55a92074d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiartH3vJlFO6Quy9yDjWl32WOLs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dad8bf8f55a92074d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330361337%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D501E8A72C542F642716140EC61E9F6396B3B7AB8.67E0F770DADA09149F0802F40BE109C6D9F9103F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dad8bf8f55a92074d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiartH3vJlFO6Quy9yDjWl32WOLs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor told us that everything is normal... even the thumbs!  He is on the bigger side right now (as if you couldn't tell).  We are excited!  If you have suggestions for names, please leave them in the comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-4348668366270737809?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3ff5a3de2bfafc83&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ad8bf8f55a92074d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f8a77dd66f0b28ec&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/4348668366270737809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=4348668366270737809' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/4348668366270737809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/4348668366270737809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2008/10/mallorys-baking-little.html' title='Mallory&apos;s baking a little...'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-5956586381223279657</id><published>2008-10-28T21:17:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:53:58.337-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Point</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday, we went to Thanksgiving Point with Jon and Bre and Zach and Deena.  It's the time of year when they have the Cornbelly's corn maze and other activities there.  They had an inflatable dragon looking thing that we walked through.  It was supposed to be scary, but it was just dark.  There were also pig races, a really lame corn maze that was supposed to look like David Archuleta (probably the worst corn maze I've ever been to), a bouncy pillow, some four-wheeler karts, and a really large chair.  Below are some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfbuBZYRxI/AAAAAAAAAak/mSUqTUO8FfQ/s1600-h/P1010628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfbuBZYRxI/AAAAAAAAAak/mSUqTUO8FfQ/s320/P1010628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262416273301063442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfbuUDndsI/AAAAAAAAAas/R6j_1DXEJWQ/s1600-h/P1010612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfbuUDndsI/AAAAAAAAAas/R6j_1DXEJWQ/s320/P1010612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262416278310057666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfbu18riBI/AAAAAAAAAa0/_OwmiYR_hvw/s1600-h/P1010610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfbu18riBI/AAAAAAAAAa0/_OwmiYR_hvw/s320/P1010610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262416287407769618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfbvXrcOOI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ewZ6TYy0ghY/s1600-h/P1010620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfbvXrcOOI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ewZ6TYy0ghY/s320/P1010620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262416296462268642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfbvGnjbXI/AAAAAAAAAa8/4PYYyBeDicU/s1600-h/P1010627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfbvGnjbXI/AAAAAAAAAa8/4PYYyBeDicU/s320/P1010627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262416291882560882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfc_4h5suI/AAAAAAAAAbc/PmAbNYXyHtU/s1600-h/P1010619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfc_4h5suI/AAAAAAAAAbc/PmAbNYXyHtU/s320/P1010619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262417679670162146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfc_H6FVfI/AAAAAAAAAbU/mOzmUhYsRlY/s1600-h/P1010618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfc_H6FVfI/AAAAAAAAAbU/mOzmUhYsRlY/s320/P1010618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262417666618250738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfc-faAxWI/AAAAAAAAAbM/xZS82CKeWIU/s1600-h/P1010614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfc-faAxWI/AAAAAAAAAbM/xZS82CKeWIU/s320/P1010614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262417655746315618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to lose my wedding ring on the bouncy pillow.  I didn't realize it until the next day and we went back, but couldn't find it.  However, three days later they called me saying they had found it.  We were excited to have it back.  The funny thing is Mallory had lost her wedding ring the week before in our bathroom.  It somehow fell through a tiny gap between the bottom of our cabinets and the base board.  I had to bust the base boards in half with a hammer just to see if the ring was under the cabinets.  Luckily it was.  Anyway, I was making fun of her for losing it... I guess Karma rings true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-5956586381223279657?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/5956586381223279657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=5956586381223279657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/5956586381223279657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/5956586381223279657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-thursday-we-went-to-thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving Point'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SQfbuBZYRxI/AAAAAAAAAak/mSUqTUO8FfQ/s72-c/P1010628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-7944213310736108990</id><published>2008-09-15T15:13:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T09:04:42.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is for Football!</title><content type='html'>As the summer comes to a close we would like to share some of the fun activities that we did that really weren't cool enough to post about.  Actually, they were cool, but we just didn't get around to writing about it.  Here's a recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7RDRMpR0I/AAAAAAAAAWw/-mgBC2ZUM4M/s1600-h/0522081438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7RDRMpR0I/AAAAAAAAAWw/-mgBC2ZUM4M/s320/0522081438.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246360470019458882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A rainy spring day on campus.  The trees were starting to bloom and kind of looked like palm trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7RDaVBzNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/5k33DjycdOU/s1600-h/0531081520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7RDaVBzNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/5k33DjycdOU/s320/0531081520.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246360472470539474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bridal Veil Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7RDyt9XBI/AAAAAAAAAXA/J8ptEqJZoy8/s1600-h/0531081521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7RDyt9XBI/AAAAAAAAAXA/J8ptEqJZoy8/s320/0531081521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246360479017557010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laughing as the Mexicans try to make their way up to the falls one Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7REOWEsbI/AAAAAAAAAXI/txx_embtVrU/s1600-h/0531081525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7REOWEsbI/AAAAAAAAAXI/txx_embtVrU/s320/0531081525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246360486433567154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7REUutGXI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/6tlXanBegxA/s1600-h/0602082045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7REUutGXI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/6tlXanBegxA/s320/0602082045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246360488147491186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A pool that I completely wish was in our yard all summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7SALUN3SI/AAAAAAAAAXo/M_CoCUaCbJo/s1600-h/0703080657a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7SALUN3SI/AAAAAAAAAXo/M_CoCUaCbJo/s320/0703080657a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246361516412624162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Early morning hot balloners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7SAXhW0oI/AAAAAAAAAXw/loR3vh1dhqc/s1600-h/P1010521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7SAXhW0oI/AAAAAAAAAXw/loR3vh1dhqc/s320/P1010521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246361519688962690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our vacation in McCall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7SAiT3o8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/_PFz17yvxko/s1600-h/P1010522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7SAiT3o8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/_PFz17yvxko/s320/P1010522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246361522585183170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7TX2pMXGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/5iXszjOzZMo/s1600-h/P1010523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7TX2pMXGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/5iXszjOzZMo/s320/P1010523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246363022691949666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sleeping on the X-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7TYT1djaI/AAAAAAAAAYI/I5eeYYC6irc/s1600-h/P1010528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7TYT1djaI/AAAAAAAAAYI/I5eeYYC6irc/s320/P1010528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246363030528036258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grotto Falls through the Nebo Loop in Payson, Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7TYujl6QI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/fpAXyiclKu4/s1600-h/P1010530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7TYujl6QI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/fpAXyiclKu4/s320/P1010530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246363037700843778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My nipples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7TZBebmbI/AAAAAAAAAYY/gnCMHMLxcqc/s1600-h/P1010533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7TZBebmbI/AAAAAAAAAYY/gnCMHMLxcqc/s320/P1010533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246363042779470258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... are freezing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7TZQZyANI/AAAAAAAAAYg/GlEaztqk9FM/s1600-h/P1010538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7TZQZyANI/AAAAAAAAAYg/GlEaztqk9FM/s320/P1010538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246363046786498770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VNrbgyLI/AAAAAAAAAYw/In4wSOltbZU/s1600-h/P1010556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VNrbgyLI/AAAAAAAAAYw/In4wSOltbZU/s320/P1010556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246365046906341554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven gets his mission call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VON1sPSI/AAAAAAAAAY4/j5Jg2uzQzHU/s1600-h/P1010557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VON1sPSI/AAAAAAAAAY4/j5Jg2uzQzHU/s320/P1010557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246365056142949666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opening it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VOgbjIaI/AAAAAAAAAZA/-Zd0xKCZYVc/s1600-h/P1010558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VOgbjIaI/AAAAAAAAAZA/-Zd0xKCZYVc/s320/P1010558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246365061133574562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... and the look that he knew he had made fun of too many Mexicans during his life.  Payback will be a bitch!  Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VO9x1zuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mAl0Z73hY78/s1600-h/0711081649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VO9x1zuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mAl0Z73hY78/s320/0711081649.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246365069011701474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the set of the BYU football commercial - to be seen on an ESPN channel near Provo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VprRN8uI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fSwDGjvdTak/s1600-h/0711081644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VprRN8uI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fSwDGjvdTak/s320/0711081644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246365527899501282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VplKLd6I/AAAAAAAAAZY/AkHmn7xXi3o/s1600-h/0818081650a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VplKLd6I/AAAAAAAAAZY/AkHmn7xXi3o/s320/0818081650a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246365526259365794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My totally sweet haircut that was not cut by Mallory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7Vp4EZVvI/AAAAAAAAAZg/PcVD5Cy2MAU/s1600-h/0830081444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7Vp4EZVvI/AAAAAAAAAZg/PcVD5Cy2MAU/s320/0830081444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246365531335382770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A bunch of Kenyan kids singing during the tailgate party before the BYU/Northern Iowa football game.  They were really pretty awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VqE5ZJiI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1HPsjt0VPh4/s1600-h/0912081246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VqE5ZJiI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1HPsjt0VPh4/s320/0912081246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246365534778893858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A spare football helmet I found at the stadium while prepping for the UCLA game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VqE99NaI/AAAAAAAAAZw/G9XEHArdBtw/s1600-h/0912081254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7VqE99NaI/AAAAAAAAAZw/G9XEHArdBtw/s320/0912081254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246365534798034338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew and I head butting with the helmets on...&lt;br /&gt;... may explain my slight retardedness... but has nothing to do with my thumbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7Wmue7IyI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/QzPsfOmQyys/s1600-h/0912081255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7Wmue7IyI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/QzPsfOmQyys/s320/0912081255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246366576734315298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah... just another helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7R_1NQ0cI/AAAAAAAAAXY/F5FKm92-ErE/s1600-h/0606081605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7R_1NQ0cI/AAAAAAAAAXY/F5FKm92-ErE/s320/0606081605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246361510477877698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently Mallory likes to try on football/baseball equipment too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7WmtwuuzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/meVDi69K9Sw/s1600-h/0912081311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7WmtwuuzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/meVDi69K9Sw/s320/0912081311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246366576540564274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7WmxD3WlI/AAAAAAAAAaI/8gr_H03qRBg/s1600-h/0912081315a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7WmxD3WlI/AAAAAAAAAaI/8gr_H03qRBg/s320/0912081315a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246366577426127442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Presidents Loge at Lavell Edwards Stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7WnMs7OQI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/-PvANxerKyA/s1600-h/0912081319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7WnMs7OQI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/-PvANxerKyA/s320/0912081319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246366584846104834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cecil's view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, it was my birthday last Sunday, Sept. 7th.  I hit one of the last milestones ever in my life.  I turned a quarter-century old and am now fully eligible to rent a car (without paying extra fees).  Anyway, Mallory kept asking me what I wanted to do for my birthday, and since it was on a Sunday I didn't really care.  She kept coming up with ideas and what not and finally we decided that I would have some friends over for cake and ice cream.  Anyway, Mallory told me that it would be lame because she has this misconception that I don't have any friends.  Well... just because she never sees them doesn't mean I don't have friends.  Therefore, I had to prove to her that I have more than "3 friends" as she previously thought.  I invited them over to prove her otherwise.  We ended up having 17 people over and we played Rock Band and had some awesome "Better Than Sex" cake that Mallory made.  In all, it was a lot of fun and now Mallory knows that I'm not such a loser.  Here's a partial team picture of the event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7WneeffKI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Eu7PyiRKVTU/s1600-h/P1010603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7WneeffKI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Eu7PyiRKVTU/s320/P1010603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246366589617405090" 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/2037332089095833624-7944213310736108990?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/7944213310736108990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=7944213310736108990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/7944213310736108990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/7944213310736108990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2008/09/fall-is-for-football.html' title='Fall is for Football!'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SM7RDRMpR0I/AAAAAAAAAWw/-mgBC2ZUM4M/s72-c/0522081438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-2705576886562296802</id><published>2008-09-05T11:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T11:46:14.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mallory Is One Hot Prego Girl!</title><content type='html'>For those of you who didn't know and for those of you requesting more posts ... here is some news: Mallory is pregnant!  Yep ... I knocked her up!  She will be 13 weeks tomorrow.  Notice the little widget we added.  You can click on it to see all the various dates.  We are super excited and can't wait to meet the new creature.  (We're not quite sure it's human yet!)  Last Tuesday we got to hear the heartbeat for the first time.  It was really exciting and made it a bit more real for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have already started to brainstorm on names, although nothing is serious yet.  We'll find out at the end of October whether she will have a boy or a girl or a mixture of the two or a seamonkey.  We will get serious about the naming situation then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the meantime, we have posted a poll that we would like all readers to try out.  We want to know whether you all think she is going to have a boy or a girl.  I would add in seamonkey, but I have a feeling that everyone would pick that one instead.  Therefore, no seamonkey choice.  We may add another poll in the future discussing names, but I should probably get the Boss' permission first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of the things going on in our lives - school just started again.  We had a two and a half week break from the summer semester.  We both are getting really close to graduating.  Mallory is taking six classes this semester and I am taking five.  Once we finish we each just have two classes left to cruise through until graduation in April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started doing some work with BYU Athletic Marketing this summer.  It has been a lot of fun.  I work a lot with the football team and the womens soccer team right now.  In July, I helped out with the filming and script writing of two football commercials.  Right now we are doing a lot with local businesses and trying to get them to help out with promoting BYU Athletics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mallory got a job working at Utah Valley Hospital over the summer.  She is the secretary of the operating room.  She is in a love and hate relationship with her job.  She likes the fact that she can watch cool surgeries whenever she wants, however, she doesn't really like working long hours a few days of the week.  She misses her hubby too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I went golfing last week at Hobble Creek and got an eagle on hole 7.  Actually, it was a birdie because I hit my tee shot OB and had to hit a provisionary ball.  But, on my next shot I knocked it in from 160 yards out!  Not bad.  A guy that my brother-in-law, Brad, knows was golfing with us.  He's trying to get on the Nationwide Tour and was pretty impressed.  Oh, how the golf gods love me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sorry for no pics.  We will try to update this more often and with pics of Mallory's tummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-2705576886562296802?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/2705576886562296802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=2705576886562296802' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/2705576886562296802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/2705576886562296802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2008/09/mallory-is-one-hot-prego-girl.html' title='Mallory Is One Hot Prego Girl!'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-2541993899388519316</id><published>2008-07-06T16:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T16:54:42.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hole-in-One on Our Anniversary Weekend</title><content type='html'>Yes!  I did get a hole-in-one this weekend.  However, you need to scroll down to read more about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHFvlq-fOII/AAAAAAAAAVA/VVQNjd3hAzs/s1600-h/P1010491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHFvlq-fOII/AAAAAAAAAVA/VVQNjd3hAzs/s320/P1010491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220076136081340546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHFvl7867EI/AAAAAAAAAVI/kIkL7L4dg-8/s1600-h/P1010493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHFvl7867EI/AAAAAAAAAVI/kIkL7L4dg-8/s320/P1010493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220076140638170178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was a lot of fun.  On Friday morning Mallory and I watched the Independence Day parade that was a block away from us on University Avenue.  It was actually pretty gay.  We couldn't quite understand why it was such a big deal and how come so many people were watching it.  We just aren't parade type people.  The Orem LDS Institute had a float in the parade, which we thought was rather strange.  It was actually the lamest float I have ever seen.  A bunch of ugly people were on it singing church hymns (very poorly or rather butchering them).  The float also had typical "happy valley" signs such as "Detour for Mission", "Stop for Class", "Yield to Commitment", and "Merge for Marriage".  Mind you these were large street signs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the parade, Mallory and I headed up to Park City to celebrate our one year wedding anniversary.  We stayed at the Hotel Park City.  It is a really nice hotel.  According to &lt;a href="http://www.lhw.com/"&gt;www.lhw.com&lt;/a&gt; (The Leading Hotels of the World) it is the nicest hotel in Utah.  We kind of felt a little out of place as we would park next to a Ferrari every night.  However, I must say that I have never seen such great service at a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a video tour of our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gI4ftXnBGfc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gI4ftXnBGfc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first got to Park City we went to Olympic Park and went through the ski museum there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh no!  That skier is about to land on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHFvmZT5kMI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Gxl77K48PfQ/s1600-h/P1010494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHFvmZT5kMI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Gxl77K48PfQ/s320/P1010494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220076148519178434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHFvm8AlsRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SGudyegR0Uc/s1600-h/P1010495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHFvm8AlsRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SGudyegR0Uc/s320/P1010495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220076157833425170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went up to Main Street and saw part of a rugby game that was going on during some festival where everyone was drunk.  It was pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out that old man's determined look and his mustache! (Click to enlarge).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHFvndGFRVI/AAAAAAAAAVg/axuzlBl3Yow/s1600-h/P1010497_cropped.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHFvndGFRVI/AAAAAAAAAVg/axuzlBl3Yow/s320/P1010497_cropped.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220076166714836306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHF0gaoEEgI/AAAAAAAAAWE/kBWprtCtWfM/s1600-h/P1010499_cropped.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHF0gaoEEgI/AAAAAAAAAWE/kBWprtCtWfM/s320/P1010499_cropped.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220081543351112194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we checked in, we hung out by the pool for a couple of hours.  It was really nice.  The weather was perfect for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I golfed a couple holes as well since the twilight rate at 7pm is only $8 when the green fees are usually $57.  Once it got dark there was a fireworks display at Park City Ski Resort.  We had an excellent view as we snuggled on the patio to our room.  Supposedly, it was a better fireworks show than the "Stadium of Fire" at LaVell Edwards Stadium in Provo.  However, this year Miley Cyrus, Blue Man Group, and Glen Beck (whom we saw during the parade) performed at the "Stadium of Fire".  Besides, the only time I saw the fireworks at the stadium was when I was in the MTC, so I can't really judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we worked out in the gym at the hotel.  Afterwards we went to Park City Olympic Park to watch the "Flying Ace All-Stars Freestyle Skiing Show".  It was a really cool show.  They really launch off of the 14 foot kicker.  We even saw Picabo Street there.  She was sitting right in front of us the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHF0gmJWy7I/AAAAAAAAAWM/51Gg2fG4WZ4/s1600-h/P1010505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHF0gmJWy7I/AAAAAAAAAWM/51Gg2fG4WZ4/s320/P1010505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220081546443541426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AT7GsWb_NJw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AT7GsWb_NJw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHF0hJ_sGKI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Devn2-RvmkI/s1600-h/P1010512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHF0hJ_sGKI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Devn2-RvmkI/s320/P1010512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220081556066670754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhZ5T1nyVFo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhZ5T1nyVFo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the afternoon we chilled by the pool some more.  I think I got rid of (a little bit) my funky farmer's tan lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, came some more golfing.  Mallory and I hit the course around 6pm to play the back nine.  She was the cart driver and part-time caddy.  There were two other golfers with us (one with a super drunk girlfriend who peed on the course - we saw her bum - it was gross).  Anyway, I played pretty crappy the entire time.  However, on the 17th hole par-3 I scored a hole-in-one.  It was a 188 yard hole.  There was a nice tail wind and I just stepped up there with my 5-iron and took a nice, easy, controlled swing.  At first, I didn't think it went in.  The sun was behind the hole and the ball disappeared as soon as I saw it hit the front of the green.  The other two guys said they saw it roll towards the hole and thought it had gone in.  One guy drove his cart to the hole and didn't see my ball on the green, so he ran up to the hole and sure enough, my ball was in it.  I started freaking out and yelling, cause I was so excited.  The golfers on the 16th green started clapping and congratulating me.  There were even some little girls that were watching and asked if it had gone in.  It was pretty sweet... completely made up for the way I was playing earlier (I ended up nine over par).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHF0hYr4mxI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Wh5AGdPXbfk/s1600-h/P1010517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHF0hYr4mxI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Wh5AGdPXbfk/s320/P1010517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220081560010136338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHF0hzVkcGI/AAAAAAAAAWk/vuBWgrB8lbQ/s1600-h/P1010516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHF0hzVkcGI/AAAAAAAAAWk/vuBWgrB8lbQ/s320/P1010516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220081567164297314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I am going to put the ball in a glass case along with my score card.  I retired the ball as soon as I took it out of the hole.  It still has a blade of grass and some dirt on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we went to Park City Ski Resort before heading home and took a ride on the alpine slide and the alpine coaster.  Mallory beat me down the slide.  She had a faster kart and even caught some air on a couple of jumps.  What she doesn't know is that I let her win.  The coaster is always really fun.  However, Mallory had a woman with a little child in front of her and she ended up having to brake to avoid hitting them.  Little kids should not go on the coaster, because they all end up crying the entire way down and the parents go slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our anniversary weekend was a lot of fun.  We can't wait for the next one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-2541993899388519316?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/2541993899388519316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=2541993899388519316' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/2541993899388519316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/2541993899388519316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-hole-in-one-on-our-anniversary.html' title='My Hole-in-One on Our Anniversary Weekend'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SHFvlq-fOII/AAAAAAAAAVA/VVQNjd3hAzs/s72-c/P1010491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-3496488431555477563</id><published>2008-06-29T19:37:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T08:29:04.221-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym Class Heroes</title><content type='html'>This weekend we did some more traveling again.  We went back down to Las Vegas to visit with Libby (and Rich), hang out by the pool, and go to the Gym Class Heroes Concert.  Mallory's brother, Steven, came down from Rexburg and came with us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert Friday night was pretty fun.  It was at the Hard Rock Casino in The Joint.  Opening were a couple of good bands.  The first was Cobra Starship.  They were very animated and fun to watch.  Apparently they have a song on the movie "Snakes on a Plane" and Samuel L. Jackson told them they had to do a certain "hand sign" for their fans during concerts.  It goes like this: Make a peace sign with your right hand and bend the fingers a bit so they look like fangs.  Next, take your left hand and put it directly behind it with your fingers spread out.  This is the "Cobra Starship".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, The Academy Is performed next.  They were decent too.  We really liked Gym Class Heroes.  The MC for "GCH" is Travis McCoy.  He was really funny and made a lot of weird faces and sometimes started to unbutton his shirt because he thought he was sexy.  They were a really entertaining group to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SGjfcsv5JuI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/S00ZJMxdx7o/s1600-h/P1010446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SGjfcsv5JuI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/S00ZJMxdx7o/s320/P1010446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217665852450088674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SGjfc0mB-HI/AAAAAAAAAUY/MVJmxohqZj8/s1600-h/P1010449_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SGjfc0mB-HI/AAAAAAAAAUY/MVJmxohqZj8/s320/P1010449_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217665854556207218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eHouK7wcAcg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eHouK7wcAcg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SGjfdEBlthI/AAAAAAAAAUg/oIBq-lSANYI/s1600-h/P1010448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SGjfdEBlthI/AAAAAAAAAUg/oIBq-lSANYI/s320/P1010448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217665858698327570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning was spent hanging out at the pool at the Marriott Resort.  It was hot and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SGjfdQNZeyI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Bb-khxZDnF8/s1600-h/P1010466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SGjfdQNZeyI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Bb-khxZDnF8/s320/P1010466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217665861969083170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you didn't notice in the last post, i have a pretty gnarly farmer's tan.  I just thought that maybe you'd like to blow up those pictures to admire it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening we went to Luv-Its and got some delightful custard.  Luv-Its is a Las Vegas must have.  They make just about the best frozen custard around.  Afterwards we went to the Stratosphere.  We had never been up to the top before.  It was pretty fun.  I did one of the rides at the top too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SGjfeEqEodI/AAAAAAAAAUw/k0csNiwZ_F4/s1600-h/P1010479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SGjfeEqEodI/AAAAAAAAAUw/k0csNiwZ_F4/s320/P1010479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217665876047995346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SGjhWT140MI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xg83ldI7AIw/s1600-h/P1010486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SGjhWT140MI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xg83ldI7AIw/s320/P1010486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217667941708386498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, as we were driving on the way home we passed some teenagers who kept waving at meet.  So, as I passed them I shared with them one of my favorite signs... the Cobra Starship!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-3496488431555477563?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/3496488431555477563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=3496488431555477563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/3496488431555477563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/3496488431555477563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2008/06/gym-class-heroes.html' title='Gym Class Heroes'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SGjfcsv5JuI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/S00ZJMxdx7o/s72-c/P1010446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-6721009520886491896</id><published>2008-06-22T23:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T08:29:50.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Better Than Wake Surfing and Golf?</title><content type='html'>Mallory and I had a fun weekend.  We finished the Spring Term at BYU, so we decided to go to Boise.  We left on Thursday afternoon and picked up Holley in Salt Lake.  She was doing some biz with CarMax.  Anyway, we went to the Cafe Rio in Draper for lunch and as we were leaving Mallory says, "We need to pray before we get on the freeway so we don't get in an accident."  I agree, but we can't pull over.  The parking lot was super crowded and we were already in line to turn out of it.  So, Mallory begins to pray as we wait in line.  Soon there was an opening and I turned out into the left turn lane.  However, I wasn't able to straigthen out completely.  I was still kind of sideways.  Then, the guy in front of us decides to back-up and let a vehicle from the other side of the street cross three lanes of traffic and turn the opposite direction.  Well, needless to say, he backed right into us.  He was in a lifted Chevy Silverado.  His bumper slid under our side view mirror and actually lifted the car up a little bit.  I started honking as soon as he started to back up, but the Corolla horn just squeaks a little.  Oh, did I mention that Mallory was praying?  Well, she decided to bust out a rare General Conference prayer... yeah... those ones that last 10 minutes, and she happened to still be praying when this occurred.  I won't mention what she screamed in the middle of her prayer when she heard me honking, but it was pretty funny.  Anyway, it looks like Mr. Silverado will be replacing our door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to Boise, we had a great time.  I went golfing with Adam on Friday morning.  We did 18 at Centennial Golf Course.  Meanwhile, Mallory and Amy lied by the pool at the Rademacher's.  Later that day, we went up to Lucky Peak and did some surfing on the X-15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SF-zRVivGyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/iNVc7eUCDeA/s1600-h/P1010388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SF-zRVivGyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/iNVc7eUCDeA/s320/P1010388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215084003940309794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang Loose.  About to throw in the rope to start shredding it.  Notice the gnarly skull on my boardshorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SF89hEj3DtI/AAAAAAAAATg/JkEtdiYHq-8/s1600-h/P1010393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SF89hEj3DtI/AAAAAAAAATg/JkEtdiYHq-8/s320/P1010393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214954531887451858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mallory can even rip it pretty well.  I love my wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SF89hSTyQFI/AAAAAAAAATo/M3yrhK1VM9o/s1600-h/P1010411_cropped.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SF89hSTyQFI/AAAAAAAAATo/M3yrhK1VM9o/s320/P1010411_cropped.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214954535578124370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Gavin enjoyed his first day ever on the lake.  He was really confused at first, but began to become familiarized with every aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SF89h_KtstI/AAAAAAAAATw/P4TVlwYIw4s/s1600-h/P1010413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SF89h_KtstI/AAAAAAAAATw/P4TVlwYIw4s/s320/P1010413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214954547619672786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was even my driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SF89iKcZr2I/AAAAAAAAAT4/Bt6BGUiTAjw/s1600-h/P1010430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SF89iKcZr2I/AAAAAAAAAT4/Bt6BGUiTAjw/s320/P1010430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214954550646648674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening we met up with Jimmi and Kaley Sparling.  We went to the movie "Get Smart" with them.  It was pretty funny.  We enjoyed spending time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was spent chilling with the grandparents and some more golfing.  Adam, Dorn, and I went to Falcon Crest Golf Course that afternoon to do 18.  However, on the 6th hole it started to get super windy and stormy.  There was a lot of dust and then it started to rain.  It got so windy and crummy that Dorn decided it wasn't worth it.  However, Adam and I decided to stick it out.  The rain only lasted two holes, and the wind was actually a lot of fun.  There were times when the wind was on our backs and we would drive the ball close to, if not over 300 yards.  We were usually left to a short chip after our drives.  In all, it was probably one of the funnest times I've had golfing.  It was challenging, but very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening we met up with my parents and saw "Iron Man."  I would have to say that it is pretty much awesome and if you haven't seen it at least three times, then you are missing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-6721009520886491896?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/6721009520886491896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=6721009520886491896' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/6721009520886491896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/6721009520886491896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-better-than-wake-surfing-and-golf.html' title='What&apos;s Better Than Wake Surfing and Golf?'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SF-zRVivGyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/iNVc7eUCDeA/s72-c/P1010388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-5247844131694431108</id><published>2008-05-29T21:17:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:31:56.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful Memorial Day weekend.  On Thursday, Mallory drove down to Las Vegas for a girls' weekend.  Her mom, Amy, and Gavin flew down Friday morning, and that was when all the fun began.  They went to dinner that night at the Palazzo Tower at a fun Mexican restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-AXGY0daI/AAAAAAAAARE/2c043IVGBDc/s1600-h/IMG_1317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-AXGY0daI/AAAAAAAAARE/2c043IVGBDc/s320/IMG_1317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206020828603643298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-AXWY0dbI/AAAAAAAAARM/sgWysfnxSUk/s1600-h/IMG_1318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-AXWY0dbI/AAAAAAAAARM/sgWysfnxSUk/s320/IMG_1318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206020832898610610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-AXWY0dcI/AAAAAAAAARU/w-9se4R3H9w/s1600-h/IMG_1320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-AXWY0dcI/AAAAAAAAARU/w-9se4R3H9w/s320/IMG_1320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206020832898610626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-AXmY0ddI/AAAAAAAAARc/TNkHLTvJ-h4/s1600-h/IMG_1324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-AXmY0ddI/AAAAAAAAARc/TNkHLTvJ-h4/s320/IMG_1324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206020837193577938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they went to Jersey Boys, a Broadway show that is now playing in Vegas.  Saturday morning, they got up early and went to the Bathhouse, a glorious spa in Mandalay Bay.  It was so relaxing.  That was definitely the best part of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-AX2Y0deI/AAAAAAAAARk/P2YAni8Si_M/s1600-h/IMG_1333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-AX2Y0deI/AAAAAAAAARk/P2YAni8Si_M/s320/IMG_1333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206020841488545250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the weekend consisted of shopping and eating.  Girls' weekend is the best.  Next time, they will plan girls' weekend when the boys aren't going anywhere so that the kids don't have to come.  But, it was still a perfect Memorial Day weekend.  Now... back to school for the rest of our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random pic of Gavin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-A5mY0dfI/AAAAAAAAARs/6uqE9p9za5U/s1600-h/IMG_1336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-A5mY0dfI/AAAAAAAAARs/6uqE9p9za5U/s320/IMG_1336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206021421309130226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me and the boys... we went to Indianapolis for the Indy 500.  Last year, Dorn took Steven to the race as a graduation gift.  They liked it so much that they decided to buy tickets for Adam and myself so we could all go.  Thanks Papa Do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-JzGY0dqI/AAAAAAAAATE/yytUKNbTI20/s1600-h/250px-Ims_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-JzGY0dqI/AAAAAAAAATE/yytUKNbTI20/s320/250px-Ims_logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206031205244630690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there on Saturday and went downtown.  It was full of race fever.  We saw some pretty sweet cars there.  Outside of one restaurant there was a Bentley, a Ferrari, and a Ford GT all parked next to each other.  They were nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-DvmY0dgI/AAAAAAAAAR0/jjU2Ifj_wvc/s1600-h/P1010314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-DvmY0dgI/AAAAAAAAAR0/jjU2Ifj_wvc/s320/P1010314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206024548045321730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-DwGY0dhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/r2GNXvhBoLQ/s1600-h/P1010315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-DwGY0dhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/r2GNXvhBoLQ/s320/P1010315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206024556635256338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we made the trek to Indianapolis Motor Speedway.  It's quite the journey, especially when you are fighting with 400,000 other fans that are trying to get parking spots.  We ended up parking in a guy's front yard for $20.  We still had to walk about a mile to the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-DwmY0diI/AAAAAAAAASE/KP2yAN9Qt3g/s1600-h/P1010319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-DwmY0diI/AAAAAAAAASE/KP2yAN9Qt3g/s320/P1010319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206024565225190946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-Dw2Y0djI/AAAAAAAAASM/SF18geZFLeI/s1600-h/P1010322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-Dw2Y0djI/AAAAAAAAASM/SF18geZFLeI/s320/P1010322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206024569520158258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race was completely awesome!  It was way cooler than I expected it to be.  The TV doesn't do justice to the speed and roar of the cars as they are flying by at 230 mph.  It was really a spectacular sight to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the middle of the race, Steven and I ventured to the grassy part on the inside of the track.  That was quite a treat in itself.  Sometimes it doesn't get any better than seeing a bunch of fat, white trash, topless, beer gutted people getting totally plastered.  The grass crunched as we walked through the field of empty beer cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race was pretty good.  We had great seats (just in front of the entrance to Pit Row).  We saw some pretty cool wrecks that were right in front of us.  However, we were really disappointed that Danica Patrick was knocked out of the race because Mr. Douchebag, Ryan Briscoe of Team Penske Racing, doesn't know how to drive out of the pits.  There were only like 25 laps left.  Sorry Danica (moment of silence).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Scott Dixon of Ganassi Racing dominated the race.  He had a fast car and was pretty unstopable.  He won pretty easily.  Here are some pics of the race and some of the cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-DxGY0dkI/AAAAAAAAASU/UeGQFbHFqDE/s1600-h/P1010334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-DxGY0dkI/AAAAAAAAASU/UeGQFbHFqDE/s320/P1010334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206024573815125570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott Dixon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-GsmY0dlI/AAAAAAAAASc/jzjHap7ZGp4/s1600-h/P1010337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-GsmY0dlI/AAAAAAAAASc/jzjHap7ZGp4/s320/P1010337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206027795040597586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-Gs2Y0dmI/AAAAAAAAASk/mLjieyhqnOM/s1600-h/P1010340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-Gs2Y0dmI/AAAAAAAAASk/mLjieyhqnOM/s320/P1010340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206027799335564898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-GtGY0dnI/AAAAAAAAASs/1AJmidPiJEM/s1600-h/P1010341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-GtGY0dnI/AAAAAAAAASs/1AJmidPiJEM/s320/P1010341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206027803630532210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danica Patrick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-GtmY0doI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ys99YYSpaeU/s1600-h/P1010345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-GtmY0doI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ys99YYSpaeU/s320/P1010345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206027812220466818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davey Hamilton, from Boise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-GuGY0dpI/AAAAAAAAAS8/N_P3PQUb43k/s1600-h/P1010354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-GuGY0dpI/AAAAAAAAAS8/N_P3PQUb43k/s320/P1010354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206027820810401426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A panoramic shot of part of the track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-NaGY0drI/AAAAAAAAATM/KyvwlCLd27k/s1600-h/Picture1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-NaGY0drI/AAAAAAAAATM/KyvwlCLd27k/s320/Picture1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206035173794412210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a cool link that shows how Vatican City, the Roman Coliseum, the Wimbledon Campus, the Rose Bowl Stadium, Yankee Stadium, and Churchill Downs all fit nicely inside of the Indianapolis Motor Speedway track.  However, I don't think it's accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indy500.com/flashmap.html"&gt;http://www.indy500.com/flashmap.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Greatest Spectacle in Racing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-5247844131694431108?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/5247844131694431108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=5247844131694431108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/5247844131694431108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/5247844131694431108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SD-AXGY0daI/AAAAAAAAARE/2c043IVGBDc/s72-c/IMG_1317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-1071025782749439271</id><published>2008-04-28T21:46:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T09:47:32.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rochester, New York</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday, we finished up our last finals of the Winter Semester and packed our bags for Rochester, New York.  My sister, Alicia, and her husband, Marcus, live there with their kids Ellie, Lucas, and another baby girl (to be born in the next week or so).  We arrived there late Wednesday night and spent the night with their neighbor, June.  She lives two houses down in this massive, old home where she raised 14 kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday we went to Palmyra to check out some Church history sites.  I thought that it was really interesting that when you first drive into town, the first thing you see are a couple of church steeples.  At the first major intersection, there is a Baptist Church, a Presbyterian Church, an Episcopal Church, and a Methodist Church.  One at every corner.  It seems as though the town hasn't changed much since the time of Joseph Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa0liyKtrI/AAAAAAAAANc/rGYh9fHbLuM/s1600-h/Palmyra.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa0liyKtrI/AAAAAAAAANc/rGYh9fHbLuM/s320/Palmyra.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194537777303828146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa0lyyKtsI/AAAAAAAAANk/y9ywkzVu-_8/s1600-h/P1010256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa0lyyKtsI/AAAAAAAAANk/y9ywkzVu-_8/s320/P1010256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194537781598795458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa0mSyKttI/AAAAAAAAANs/tf9UNimfRso/s1600-h/P1010257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa0mSyKttI/AAAAAAAAANs/tf9UNimfRso/s320/P1010257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194537790188730066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa0myyKtuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Zy62B62Mx5k/s1600-h/P1010258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa0myyKtuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Zy62B62Mx5k/s320/P1010258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194537798778664674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa0nCyKtvI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ysXgWlKGHyE/s1600-h/P1010259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa0nCyKtvI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ysXgWlKGHyE/s320/P1010259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194537803073631986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was to the Hill Cumorah.  They have a great display at the Visitor's Center at the bottom of the hill.  They really cater to non members about the Book of Mormon and they have tons of video displays.  The kids loved it.  The Dead Sea Scrolls exhibit was also at the Visitor's Center.  It was pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa2kiyKtwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DMNXuKYQ4pE/s1600-h/P1010228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa2kiyKtwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DMNXuKYQ4pE/s320/P1010228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194539959147214594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa2lCyKtxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/GddlL14OKBo/s1600-h/P1010230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa2lCyKtxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/GddlL14OKBo/s320/P1010230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194539967737149202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa2lSyKtyI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5xPg0BwRNeY/s1600-h/P1010232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa2lSyKtyI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5xPg0BwRNeY/s320/P1010232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194539972032116514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to the Palmyra temple and looked around at it.  Then, we went to the Smith Farm and the Sacred Grove.  There was a very peaceful spirit there as we walked through the grove.  On the tour of the farm, one of the sister missionaries made Mallory bear her testimony and then they forced us to give them referrals.  It was kind of funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa2liyKtzI/AAAAAAAAAOc/HGtweyqDRI8/s1600-h/P1010239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa2liyKtzI/AAAAAAAAAOc/HGtweyqDRI8/s320/P1010239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194539976327083826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa2lyyKt0I/AAAAAAAAAOk/NinCWhyDw7Y/s1600-h/P1010245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa2lyyKt0I/AAAAAAAAAOk/NinCWhyDw7Y/s320/P1010245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194539980622051138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa7FCyKt1I/AAAAAAAAAOs/L1Jgmy-9k5o/s1600-h/P1010251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa7FCyKt1I/AAAAAAAAAOs/L1Jgmy-9k5o/s320/P1010251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194544915539474258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa7FiyKt2I/AAAAAAAAAO0/GpTMka7wlZk/s1600-h/P1010252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa7FiyKt2I/AAAAAAAAAO0/GpTMka7wlZk/s320/P1010252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194544924129408866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last stop for that day was the E.B. Grandin Printing Press, where the first 5,000 copies of the Book of Mormon were printed.  The tour there was excellent.  I learned a lot and I thought that it was very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, we went to the Peter Whitmer Farm in Fayette.  It was cool to see the home where the Church was first organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa7FyyKt3I/AAAAAAAAAO8/1KJuaQmOJ_w/s1600-h/P1010263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa7FyyKt3I/AAAAAAAAAO8/1KJuaQmOJ_w/s320/P1010263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194544928424376178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we stopped at Seneca Lake, one of the "finger lakes" and threw some rocks in the water with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa7GCyKt4I/AAAAAAAAAPE/z3JDC9g7yxQ/s1600-h/P1010265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa7GCyKt4I/AAAAAAAAAPE/z3JDC9g7yxQ/s320/P1010265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194544932719343490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa7GSyKt5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/5Y7IGgX3TGQ/s1600-h/P1010266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa7GSyKt5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/5Y7IGgX3TGQ/s320/P1010266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194544937014310802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, we took Marcus to the airport in Buffalo and then traveled to Niagra Falls.  They were pretty cool, but a lot of the fun tourist things there were closed until May.  Therefore, we didn't get a good view of the Horseshoe Falls, unless we were on the Canada side (and we all know that wasn't going to happen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBc-3iyKt6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/0PhnxfRZiXo/s1600-h/P1010277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBc-3iyKt6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/0PhnxfRZiXo/s320/P1010277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194689819146106786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBc-4SyKt7I/AAAAAAAAAPc/jwPk8VkrxSU/s1600-h/P1010278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBc-4SyKt7I/AAAAAAAAAPc/jwPk8VkrxSU/s320/P1010278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194689832031008690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBc-4yyKt8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/0lh_ElRIoQQ/s1600-h/P1010289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBc-4yyKt8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/0lh_ElRIoQQ/s320/P1010289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194689840620943298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the falls, we stopped in Buffalo on the way home to try out the "Original Buffalo Chicken Wings" at the Anchor Bar.  Apparently, this is the birthplace of the buffalo style chicken wing.  I'm not really a big fan of buffalo chicken wings, but they were pretty tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBc_fyyKt9I/AAAAAAAAAPs/k2fYqzhk3_w/s1600-h/P1010297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBc_fyyKt9I/AAAAAAAAAPs/k2fYqzhk3_w/s320/P1010297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194690510635841490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBc_gCyKt-I/AAAAAAAAAP0/AkuoaibPvdE/s1600-h/P1010295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBc_gCyKt-I/AAAAAAAAAP0/AkuoaibPvdE/s320/P1010295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194690514930808802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we went to the Rochester Zoo.  The kids loved all the animals, and Mallory, the monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdBBSyKt_I/AAAAAAAAAP8/2qhcSG26sbA/s1600-h/P1010298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdBBSyKt_I/AAAAAAAAAP8/2qhcSG26sbA/s320/P1010298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194692185673086962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdBCCyKuAI/AAAAAAAAAQE/6N8mFNjOREE/s1600-h/P1010303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdBCCyKuAI/AAAAAAAAAQE/6N8mFNjOREE/s320/P1010303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194692198557988866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdBCyyKuBI/AAAAAAAAAQM/pQTxFNy6gWI/s1600-h/P1010304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdBCyyKuBI/AAAAAAAAAQM/pQTxFNy6gWI/s320/P1010304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194692211442890770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to Highland Park, which is over 110 years old.  It began as a nursery and since has expanded to 155 acres.  It is home to the Lilac Festival every year and has thousands of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdCgyyKuCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Shnslj2XX18/s1600-h/P1010306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdCgyyKuCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Shnslj2XX18/s320/P1010306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194693826350594082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdChSyKuDI/AAAAAAAAAQc/KIUR508YmLA/s1600-h/P1010307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdChSyKuDI/AAAAAAAAAQc/KIUR508YmLA/s320/P1010307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194693834940528690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdChyyKuEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/NhUmtRmMbHQ/s1600-h/P1010308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdChyyKuEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/NhUmtRmMbHQ/s320/P1010308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194693843530463298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdCiCyKuFI/AAAAAAAAAQs/o0yljaY35Wk/s1600-h/P1010309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdCiCyKuFI/AAAAAAAAAQs/o0yljaY35Wk/s320/P1010309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194693847825430610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdCiiyKuGI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_Siv05z9hSA/s1600-h/P1010310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdCiiyKuGI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_Siv05z9hSA/s320/P1010310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194693856415365218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdC4CyKuHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/r3JLqZR-8g8/s1600-h/P1010311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBdC4CyKuHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/r3JLqZR-8g8/s320/P1010311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194694225782552690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a very fun trip and we enjoyed seeing our niece and nephew... and Alicia and Marcus as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-1071025782749439271?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/1071025782749439271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=1071025782749439271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/1071025782749439271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/1071025782749439271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2008/04/rochester-new-york.html' title='Rochester, New York'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/SBa0liyKtrI/AAAAAAAAANc/rGYh9fHbLuM/s72-c/Palmyra.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-3089075465779238663</id><published>2008-04-08T21:38:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T23:16:53.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference Weekend</title><content type='html'>These past couple weeks have been exciting in our house.  We found out that Logan got rejected by the Marriott School of Business, only to find out that he wasn't rejected, but only wait-listed.  We then started to make plans to go to Boston for the summer to sell security systems with Pinnacle Security.  However, we got news this week that Logan was accepted into the Marriott School for the Spring/Summer semester.  Apparently, he was ranked #1 on the wait-list.  Yeah... that's right.  The number one loser.  Anyway, now we have some decisions to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Conference was good this past weekend.  We really enjoyed it.  We Tivo-ed it so we could fast forward through the women speakers... NOT!  Actually, this is how Mallory spent Conference Weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R_w9Ell-zrI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wPaA3Sf5Ujc/s1600-h/P1010226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R_w9Ell-zrI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wPaA3Sf5Ujc/s320/P1010226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187088019844157106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding.  This is actually why I love my wife.  I usually play basketball with a bunch of friends on Tuesday nights.  Sometimes we play until 11 p.m.  The other week, I came home to see my beautiful wife had fallen asleep reading her scriptures, the Doctrine and Covenants to be exact.  I thought that I'd never get a chance to take a picture like this again.  We usually read our scriptures out loud together to stay awake, but I must've been out too long.  Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R_w9FFl-zsI/AAAAAAAAANE/JLLCnck6fiQ/s1600-h/P1010225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R_w9FFl-zsI/AAAAAAAAANE/JLLCnck6fiQ/s320/P1010225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187088028434091714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we really enjoyed Conference.  President Monson and his big, floppy ears are awesome!  I thought that there were a lot of great talks and we are happy we Tivo-ed it so that we can watch our favorite parts over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R_xDLVl-ztI/AAAAAAAAANM/TniTyvuD3A4/s1600-h/thomas_s_monson_MD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R_xDLVl-ztI/AAAAAAAAANM/TniTyvuD3A4/s320/thomas_s_monson_MD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187094732878040786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we also got to see Steven and Libby as they came down to visit us.  It's always fun to have family come stay at our place.  Now, if we could just get more of Logan's family to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan has spent a lot of spare time lately reading different financial blogs.  He really enjoys learning new things.  Seeing how we are poor college students, some of the information is really helpful.  He has posted links to some of the blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-3089075465779238663?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/3089075465779238663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=3089075465779238663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/3089075465779238663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/3089075465779238663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2008/04/these-past-couple-weeks-have-been.html' title='Conference Weekend'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R_w9Ell-zrI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wPaA3Sf5Ujc/s72-c/P1010226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-3626767153393830330</id><published>2008-03-04T19:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T07:57:50.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Las Vegas to Side Step Mullets</title><content type='html'>So... it's been a while since we have updated our blog.  We've gotten several requests from some of our friends that we need to add more.  So, here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago, for the President's Day holiday, we went down to Las Vegas.  Our friends Zack and Deena Taylor came with us.  It was nice to get out of cold and miserable Utah and have some fun down there.  We went to a club one night (Libby knows people who know people, so we got in for free!), Zack and Logan went golfing, we did a little shopping, went bowling, and just had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86k8rWpXnI/AAAAAAAAALc/GYZykk2EWyE/s1600-h/P1010197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86k8rWpXnI/AAAAAAAAALc/GYZykk2EWyE/s320/P1010197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174254384232095346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86k9LWpXoI/AAAAAAAAALk/aoQ48BqZYXw/s1600-h/P1010203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86k9LWpXoI/AAAAAAAAALk/aoQ48BqZYXw/s320/P1010203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174254392822029954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86k9bWpXpI/AAAAAAAAALs/6WRO_r7ZZog/s1600-h/P1010205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86k9bWpXpI/AAAAAAAAALs/6WRO_r7ZZog/s320/P1010205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174254397116997266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86k-LWpXqI/AAAAAAAAAL0/QdWwRyCpkhU/s1600-h/P1010208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86k-LWpXqI/AAAAAAAAAL0/QdWwRyCpkhU/s320/P1010208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174254410001899170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86k-rWpXrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_CtGtcmJoMg/s1600-h/P1010209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86k-rWpXrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_CtGtcmJoMg/s320/P1010209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174254418591833778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Logan won in bowling, making Ashley Sasser (sorry... I forgot her last name) pretty disappointed.  Apparently she never loses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week after that Mallory went to Boise for Amy's birthday.  She said she had a lot of fun and that she didn't want to come back.  I'm glad she did though.  However, while she was gone, I went and rented "Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare" for the XBox 360.  It was a really fun and intense game.  I played it most of the weekend and beat it the same day that I rented it.  Brittany, Brad, and Mr. Destructo (Ty) came over to be my friends.  It's really funny watching Ty throw fits when he doesn't get what he wants.  We watched the Memphis/Tennessee basketball game, which turned out to be pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86xmrWpXsI/AAAAAAAAAME/b7_Tb2xCY-s/s1600-h/call_of_duty_4_modern_warfare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86xmrWpXsI/AAAAAAAAAME/b7_Tb2xCY-s/s320/call_of_duty_4_modern_warfare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174268299926134466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week was spent finalizing my application for the Marriott School of Management.  Right now, BYU has the #1 regional MBA program in the nation(according to the Wall Street Journal).  Their undergraduate business program just moved up to #7 overall and is ranked #1 among recruiters (according to BusinessWeek Magazine).  The top rankings are:&lt;br /&gt;#1 - University of Pennsylvania&lt;br /&gt;#2 - Virginia&lt;br /&gt;#3 - Notre Dame&lt;br /&gt;#4 - Cornell&lt;br /&gt;#5 - Emory&lt;br /&gt;#6 - Michigan&lt;br /&gt;Take that MIT, Berkeley, and Harvard!  I feel pretty confident that I will get in.  The director of the program, Joan Young, told me that my essay was very impressive.  We'll find out in two weeks.  Keep your fingers crossed and pray for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I decided I needed to do something with my hair.  However, I couldn't decide whether I wanted to grow it out more and keep it long or cut it short.  So... I compromised.  I kept the back long and cut the front short.  MULLET!!!  I also decided that it would be best for humanity if I added some side steps to it as well!  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86yUbWpXtI/AAAAAAAAAMM/sD-AxTtztOc/s1600-h/P1010215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86yUbWpXtI/AAAAAAAAAMM/sD-AxTtztOc/s320/P1010215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174269085905149650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86yVbWpXuI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YepoEA9h5LE/s1600-h/P1010217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86yVbWpXuI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YepoEA9h5LE/s320/P1010217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174269103085018850" 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/2037332089095833624-3626767153393830330?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/3626767153393830330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=3626767153393830330' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/3626767153393830330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/3626767153393830330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2008/03/from-las-vegas-to-side-step-mullets.html' title='From Las Vegas to Side Step Mullets'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R86k8rWpXnI/AAAAAAAAALc/GYZykk2EWyE/s72-c/P1010197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-7479561099016931766</id><published>2008-01-08T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T22:47:26.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Uncle Ever... or Satan?</title><content type='html'>It's no secret that I am probably, without a doubt, the favorite uncle amongst the nieces and nephews.  I don't want to brag for the sake of making the other uncles jealous, but the kids pretty much love me and think that I am the coolest thing ever... I don't blame them.  However, the question is why?  Is it because I play with them the most? Or that I'm the most immature?  Or that they enjoy the fun tricks I teach them such as "Pull my finger"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's probably all of the above.  However, I don't think that my siblings enjoy trying to reverse the things I teach their kids.  Oh well.  What can you do?  The following pictures are for Marcus Lowry, so he understands the next couple of challenges he might face.  Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R4ReyCIxP7I/AAAAAAAAALM/MrMRfJDNHsM/s1600-h/0103081953a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R4ReyCIxP7I/AAAAAAAAALM/MrMRfJDNHsM/s320/0103081953a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153348087278813106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mexican knife fighting with Luke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R4ReySIxP8I/AAAAAAAAALU/yt_yHZVS41Y/s1600-h/0103082013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R4ReySIxP8I/AAAAAAAAALU/yt_yHZVS41Y/s320/0103082013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153348091573780418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching Luke how to blow bubbles.  I think he mastered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-7479561099016931766?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/7479561099016931766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=7479561099016931766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/7479561099016931766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/7479561099016931766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2008/01/greatest-uncle-ever-or-satan.html' title='The Greatest Uncle Ever... or Satan?'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R4ReyCIxP7I/AAAAAAAAALM/MrMRfJDNHsM/s72-c/0103081953a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-8154021271161897628</id><published>2007-11-27T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:00:49.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Gavin</title><content type='html'>We went to Boise for Thanksgiving to see the families.  Since we completely forgot to take pictures of everyone else, we decided to put up a few pictures of Amy's son Gavin.  He is the cutest freaking thing that I have ever seen.  We just love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R0yhaiimkiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/GP4fdvGKhQg/s1600-h/l_3c6b1e0a33ba9d059dd4466baa742961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R0yhaiimkiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/GP4fdvGKhQg/s320/l_3c6b1e0a33ba9d059dd4466baa742961.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137658752243503650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R0yhayimkjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/vu6RWgWITxw/s1600-h/l_5017fd4ee0ac9127af03359975045eda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R0yhayimkjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/vu6RWgWITxw/s320/l_5017fd4ee0ac9127af03359975045eda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137658756538470962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R0yhbCimkkI/AAAAAAAAAK8/wMxt3gQpGwo/s1600-h/l_a1806498b78eba922da375b740c621ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R0yhbCimkkI/AAAAAAAAAK8/wMxt3gQpGwo/s320/l_a1806498b78eba922da375b740c621ce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137658760833438274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R0yhbCimklI/AAAAAAAAALE/SepeNbfpA9s/s1600-h/Baby+G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R0yhbCimklI/AAAAAAAAALE/SepeNbfpA9s/s320/Baby+G.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137658760833438290" 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/2037332089095833624-8154021271161897628?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/8154021271161897628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=8154021271161897628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/8154021271161897628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/8154021271161897628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2007/11/baby-gavin.html' title='Baby Gavin'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R0yhaiimkiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/GP4fdvGKhQg/s72-c/l_3c6b1e0a33ba9d059dd4466baa742961.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-2164960854496361485</id><published>2007-11-20T12:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T12:54:57.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idahome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R0M6-SimkhI/AAAAAAAAAKk/_-gyewxGw-c/s1600-h/P1010098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R0M6-SimkhI/AAAAAAAAAKk/_-gyewxGw-c/s320/P1010098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135012841935770130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whodahome?  Idahome!  This one goes out to you, my homies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-2164960854496361485?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/2164960854496361485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=2164960854496361485' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/2164960854496361485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/2164960854496361485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2007/11/idahome.html' title='Idahome'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/R0M6-SimkhI/AAAAAAAAAKk/_-gyewxGw-c/s72-c/P1010098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-8645239057168308346</id><published>2007-11-15T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:40:47.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle Scars... (Not for the queezy)!</title><content type='html'>So I had a intramural flag football playoff game tonight and I was running really fast towards a player on the other team to tackle him and I collided with a player on my own team coming from the opposite direction.  We hit heads.  I was running pretty fast and I think I got the worst of it.  Well... at least, he didn't bleed like I did.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rz06eSimkcI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xDLEtxchpQU/s1600-h/1115072212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rz06eSimkcI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xDLEtxchpQU/s320/1115072212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133323442319692226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rz06eyimkdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/eQOjaLY3r0A/s1600-h/1115072212a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rz06eyimkdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/eQOjaLY3r0A/s320/1115072212a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133323450909626834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rz06gCimkeI/AAAAAAAAAKM/avFOBg-jkb4/s1600-h/1115072245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rz06gCimkeI/AAAAAAAAAKM/avFOBg-jkb4/s320/1115072245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133323472384463330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rz06kSimkfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/YLGQge-GU9g/s1600-h/1115072248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rz06kSimkfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/YLGQge-GU9g/s320/1115072248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133323545398907378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rz06lSimkgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/T99k-S1HTyA/s1600-h/1115072303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rz06lSimkgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/T99k-S1HTyA/s320/1115072303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133323562578776578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that all will turn out well.  I don't have a concussion or anything like that, but I still have jacked up thumbs.  My only worries are if there will be a scar, if my eye brow hairs will grow back, and if the photographer can airbrush my brow for the Rademacher family pictures next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-8645239057168308346?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/8645239057168308346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=8645239057168308346' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/8645239057168308346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/8645239057168308346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2007/11/battle-scars-not-for-queezy.html' title='Battle Scars... (Not for the queezy)!'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rz06eSimkcI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xDLEtxchpQU/s72-c/1115072212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-5931292732277880482</id><published>2007-11-11T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T16:17:03.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adding Flava to the Home</title><content type='html'>So... this weekend we made our first home decor purchase for our apartment, at least, that's what Mallory said.  I still think that our first home decor purchase was the Boise State banner I bought at the BSU bookstore over the summer.  Anyway, we bought a mirror.  It is 6 feet by 3 feet and weighs 55 pounds.  Yeah... I know what you're thinking... well... that's what she said.  So, here it is, hanging by two screws in the wall.  We hope it doesn't fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RzeNLRX_2AI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9Uq_gzGXZlc/s1600-h/P1010173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RzeNLRX_2AI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9Uq_gzGXZlc/s320/P1010173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131725525194102786" 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/2037332089095833624-5931292732277880482?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/5931292732277880482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=5931292732277880482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/5931292732277880482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/5931292732277880482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2007/11/adding-flava-to-home.html' title='Adding Flava to the Home'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RzeNLRX_2AI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9Uq_gzGXZlc/s72-c/P1010173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-8202351357465106505</id><published>2007-10-31T22:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T20:42:08.154-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegoose 2007</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, we traveled down to Las Vegas.  The reason for the trip was so that Logan could attend the Vegoose Music Festival that takes place there every year.  Mallory got to hang out with Libby for the weekend too.  The festival is a two-day event full of awesomeness.  There were three stages where the groups would perform.  Let me give you the line-up for the festival.  On Saturday, 16 bands played.  They are the following: Lupe Fiasco, Battles, Gogol Bordello, Mastodon, Blonde Redhead, STS9, Atmosphere, Cypress Hill, Public Enemy, The Shins, M.I.A., Queens of the Stone Age, Federico Aubele (Live), Iggy &amp;amp; the Stooges, Thievery Corporation, and the headlining act of Daft Punk.  It was a pretty good day.  I got to listen to most of these bands play.  I really liked STS9.  They were an electronic/techno group.  They played pretty chill music without lyrics.  The entire time they played, a guy painted a canvas on stage.  It was pretty cool.  I had never heard of STS9, but I liked what I heard.  Mastodon also did a good job.  They are a heavy metal band and they wore some creepy costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one at Vegoose dressed up.  Yes...it was Halloween weekend.  But, put together the elements created by Las Vegas, hippies, Halloween, and lots of weed and you will understand the freaks that were at the shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cypress Hill put on a pretty good show and so did Queens of the Stone Age.  They had a lot cooler songs than I thought they would.  Daft Punk probably put on the best show of the night.  They are a French techno group.  They did a light show from their pyramid.  You can go to ask.com and type in their name to listen to their music or you can see the actual performance on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RylscGMolHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lS8ZkPzXJK8/s1600-h/1027071326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RylscGMolHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lS8ZkPzXJK8/s320/1027071326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127748880693761138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lupe Fiasco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RylscWMolII/AAAAAAAAAIs/cG3GTohArYE/s1600-h/1027071435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RylscWMolII/AAAAAAAAAIs/cG3GTohArYE/s320/1027071435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127748884988728450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blonde Redhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RylscmMolJI/AAAAAAAAAI0/KhWMWfj0mwA/s1600-h/1027071505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RylscmMolJI/AAAAAAAAAI0/KhWMWfj0mwA/s320/1027071505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127748889283695762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mastodon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rylsc2MolKI/AAAAAAAAAI8/P23yyQ5cjVs/s1600-h/1027071732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rylsc2MolKI/AAAAAAAAAI8/P23yyQ5cjVs/s320/1027071732.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127748893578663074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cypress Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RylsdGMolLI/AAAAAAAAAJE/SHPtu0P5IvU/s1600-h/1027072249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RylsdGMolLI/AAAAAAAAAJE/SHPtu0P5IvU/s320/1027072249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127748897873630386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daft Punk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The next day was pretty awesome as well.  It was probably better than Saturday.  The line-up for Sunday was: Pharoahe Monch, ALO, Ghostface Killah &amp;amp; the Rhythm Roots Allstars, Robert Randolph &amp;amp; the Family Band, Ghostland Observatory, Michael Franti &amp;amp; Spearhead, Infected Mushroom, Umphrey's McGee, UNKLE, moe., Muse, and Rage Against the Machine headlining for the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I got there and went straight to the main stage.  I waited there the entire time (7 hours) just to hear Rage Against the Machine play.  While I was there I heard Ghostface Killah (a member of the Wu Tang Clan), Michael Franti &amp;amp; Spearhead, Muse, and Rage.  All four of them put on very good shows.  Each one was better than the next.  Muse did a really good job.  Matthew Bellamy is the lead guy in Muse.  He has a good voice, ripped it on the piano, completely thrashed on his guitar, and even spotlighted an airplane approaching the airport during his show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rage Against the Machine was probably the greatest show I have ever seen.  They broke up in 2007 to the disappointment of thousands of people.  Zack de la Rocha (vocals)  split while Tom Morello (guitar), Tim Commerford (bass), and Brad Wilk (drums) recruited Chris Cornell (vocals) of Soundgarden to form Audioslave.  They did an alright job as a band.  Tom Morello is a very talented guitarist and they had a couple hit songs.  However, Chris Cornell does not fit them.  He can go have his own little solo career and become the next Cher.  Rage got back with Zack de la Rocha and they started touring again.  I think they have only played four or five shows since they got back together early this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they were amazing.  There was so much energy and anticipation in the air before they came out.  Normally, stereo music would play in between bands while the techs were setting up the equipment.  However, there was silence before Rage.  They came out in the pitch black.  One spotlight shone on Zack's mic.  After about a minute, Zack stepped into the light and said what he says before every concert, "Good evening.  We are Rage Against the Machine from Los Angeles, California."  Then they started rocking out.  They played 16 songs during their two hours.  They rocked hard the entire time.  The crowd was insane the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4uEnRNexxZs"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4uEnRNexxZs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited 7 hours so I could get a spot at the very front.  I was right at the rail, about 10 feet from the stage right in front of my guitar idol, Tom Morello.  It has been my dream since I was 16 (just before the band broke up) to be in that position.  It was amazing.  Unreal!  I took my camera with me and recorded lots of video and took a lot of pics.  I used the entire 1 GB of memory on my card!  I have never been at a concert jam packed with so many people.  I could hardly move.  The crowd would rush forward and everyone was jumping up and down.  I keep getting smashed against the rail.  There were times when there was so much pressure on my back that I would push will all my might (my hands and knees against the metal barrier) and my whole body would still be crushed up against the rail.  It was very painful at times.  There were several times when it felt like my ribs were cracking and I would gasp for breath.  Today (3 days later) my ribs are still swollen and it hurts to touch them.  I still have a big red mark across my chest, just below my nipples.  But...it was definitely worth it.  Every minute of it.  The music was so awesome!  Zack and Tom were going crazy the majority of the time and it was really fun to watch them.  Definitely worth the money, the pain, the long hours of waiting in the hot Las Vegas sun, and the accidental inhalation of marijuana smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another video.  I will post more when I can get the internet to work long enough to upload videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_mYX03iEL2w&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_mYX03iEL2w&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&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/2037332089095833624-8202351357465106505?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/8202351357465106505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=8202351357465106505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/8202351357465106505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/8202351357465106505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2007/10/vegoose-2007.html' title='Vegoose 2007'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RylscGMolHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lS8ZkPzXJK8/s72-c/1027071326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-6823890300254191998</id><published>2007-08-07T00:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T02:22:09.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Wedding and Honeymoon</title><content type='html'>On July 7th, we got married in the Boise, Idaho LDS Temple.  It was a wonderful experience and our family all came for the occasion.  After the sealing ceremony we had a luncheon in downtown Boise at a restaurant called, The Pair.  The food there was excellent.  The reception was that evening at the Hammond Residence in the back yard.  Everything was absolutely beautiful and all went as planned.  I don't think we could have asked for a better wedding.  It was everything that we imagined it would be and we are very thankful for all the people who came and for the opportunity to see all of our family.  Here are some pictures of the whole experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgSmc5g1PI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ypEX2O6XFEg/s1600-h/IMG_0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgSmc5g1PI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ypEX2O6XFEg/s320/IMG_0555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095843430171464946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgSnM5g1QI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-UUyju7Aink/s1600-h/P1000815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgSnM5g1QI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-UUyju7Aink/s320/P1000815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095843443056366850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgSnc5g1RI/AAAAAAAAACE/vgW12u9iOFc/s1600-h/P1000838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgSnc5g1RI/AAAAAAAAACE/vgW12u9iOFc/s320/P1000838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095843447351334162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgSns5g1SI/AAAAAAAAACM/rP09rXVbMHA/s1600-h/IMG_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgSns5g1SI/AAAAAAAAACM/rP09rXVbMHA/s320/IMG_0597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095843451646301474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgSoM5g1TI/AAAAAAAAACU/UyQa_GGKDsI/s1600-h/IMG_0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgSoM5g1TI/AAAAAAAAACU/UyQa_GGKDsI/s320/IMG_0604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095843460236236082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgUD85g1UI/AAAAAAAAACc/3FAs2qVJxu8/s1600-h/IMG_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgUD85g1UI/AAAAAAAAACc/3FAs2qVJxu8/s320/IMG_0605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095845036489233730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgUEM5g1VI/AAAAAAAAACk/fvJ-mUixPc0/s1600-h/IMG_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgUEM5g1VI/AAAAAAAAACk/fvJ-mUixPc0/s320/IMG_0606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095845040784201042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgUEs5g1WI/AAAAAAAAACs/93_QmdwXTAY/s1600-h/IMG_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgUEs5g1WI/AAAAAAAAACs/93_QmdwXTAY/s320/IMG_0617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095845049374135650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgUE85g1XI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5VnL76LXPQI/s1600-h/IMG_0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgUE85g1XI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5VnL76LXPQI/s320/IMG_0618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095845053669102962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgUFs5g1YI/AAAAAAAAAC8/6HVJ1nV4vJE/s1600-h/IMG_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgUFs5g1YI/AAAAAAAAAC8/6HVJ1nV4vJE/s320/IMG_0624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095845066554004866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgU1s5g1ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/SDAz5o-tC-A/s1600-h/IMG_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgU1s5g1ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/SDAz5o-tC-A/s320/IMG_0628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095845891187725714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgU2M5g1aI/AAAAAAAAADM/CY_u6Bd52Bk/s1600-h/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgU2M5g1aI/AAAAAAAAADM/CY_u6Bd52Bk/s320/IMG_0631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095845899777660322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night we stayed at the Grove Hotel in downtown Boise.  It was really nice and a lot of fun.  The next day we left for our honeymoon to Oahu, Hawai'i.  We had a hard time getting to Hawai'i.  I do not recommend flying United.  They pretty much suck and have really long delays.  We got delayed in San Francisco for six hours of hell.  When we finally got to Hawai'i it was 5:00am Boise time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first four days in Hawai'i we stayed on Waikiki at the Outrigger on the Reef Hotel.  It was really nice.  It's a 3.5 or 4 star hotel.  They did a wonderful job.  The bed was really comfortable.  We hung out on the beach for nearly the entirety of the first two days.  We also did some window shopping at all the great stores there.  We ate some great food as well.  We ate at the Yardhouse one day and at Ruth's Chris Steakhouse another.  That was awesome.  We also went parasailing one day.  Lot's of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgW5s5g1bI/AAAAAAAAADU/RLztbYi9j44/s1600-h/P1000850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgW5s5g1bI/AAAAAAAAADU/RLztbYi9j44/s320/P1000850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095848158930458034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day was picked up our rental car and drove up to the North Shore.  While up there we stopped at the Turtle Bay Resort and got a couples massage.  That was the highlight of the trip for Mallory.  After massages we drove down the windward side of the island and scouted out the Haiku Stairs, which we were to climb in a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgX9s5g1cI/AAAAAAAAADc/uOt4TeuuWh8/s1600-h/P1000854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgX9s5g1cI/AAAAAAAAADc/uOt4TeuuWh8/s320/P1000854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095849327161562562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth day we checked out of our hotel on Waikiki (I would recommend that hotel to anyone) and we drove to Diamondhead Crater and around the southern tip of the island to the windward side.  The last four days of our trip were spent in a vacation rental on Kailua Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgaM85g1dI/AAAAAAAAADk/uYcGtQlw674/s1600-h/P1000858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgaM85g1dI/AAAAAAAAADk/uYcGtQlw674/s320/P1000858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095851788177823186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgaNM5g1eI/AAAAAAAAADs/VI647Aeis4M/s1600-h/P1000860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgaNM5g1eI/AAAAAAAAADs/VI647Aeis4M/s320/P1000860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095851792472790498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgaNc5g1fI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cQPJKy3D6Fs/s1600-h/P1000872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgaNc5g1fI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cQPJKy3D6Fs/s320/P1000872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095851796767757810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgaN85g1gI/AAAAAAAAAD8/a8jV2STf43w/s1600-h/P1000876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgaN85g1gI/AAAAAAAAAD8/a8jV2STf43w/s320/P1000876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095851805357692418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgaOM5g1hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/E43xJ5eRhks/s1600-h/P1000994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgaOM5g1hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/E43xJ5eRhks/s320/P1000994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095851809652659730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first evening on Kailua Beach was spent bodysurfing.  I taught Mallory how it was done.  The next day we got up and drove north to Laie.  There we looked at the LDS temple and took some pictures there.  Mallory got pooped on by a bird while trying to take a picture of me climbing up a large tree behind the temple.  We also drove through the BYU-Hawaii campus.  Finally, we went to the Polynesian Culture Center for the remainder of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgdA85g1iI/AAAAAAAAAEM/M5qUKdevo74/s1600-h/P1000928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgdA85g1iI/AAAAAAAAAEM/M5qUKdevo74/s320/P1000928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095854880554276386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgdBc5g1jI/AAAAAAAAAEU/dOMPaeB_YkM/s1600-h/P1000918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgdBc5g1jI/AAAAAAAAAEU/dOMPaeB_YkM/s320/P1000918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095854889144210994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgdB85g1kI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0pYEExfb9gE/s1600-h/P1000943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgdB85g1kI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0pYEExfb9gE/s320/P1000943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095854897734145602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgdCc5g1lI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Vi3X-wFWtsg/s1600-h/P1000945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgdCc5g1lI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Vi3X-wFWtsg/s320/P1000945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095854906324080210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgdC85g1mI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Nqp6JhOYVWo/s1600-h/P1000961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgdC85g1mI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Nqp6JhOYVWo/s320/P1000961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095854914914014818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgecM5g1nI/AAAAAAAAAE0/o4RK0APaeRo/s1600-h/P1000289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgecM5g1nI/AAAAAAAAAE0/o4RK0APaeRo/s320/P1000289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095856448217339506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgecs5g1oI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wg5ofwooPf4/s1600-h/P1000317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgecs5g1oI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wg5ofwooPf4/s320/P1000317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095856456807274114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgec85g1pI/AAAAAAAAAFE/t5sHXLBMhno/s1600-h/P1000299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgec85g1pI/AAAAAAAAAFE/t5sHXLBMhno/s320/P1000299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095856461102241426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we woke up at 5am and went to climb the forbidden Haiku Stairs.  The stairs are supposedly closed and it's illegal to climb them.  There are signs all around that say "Haiku Stairs Closed!  Government Property.  Violators will be prosecuted!"  But, that didn't phase us.  We jumped two fences to get to the stairs.  The climb is entirely up stairs.  There are some scary parts.  Mallory only went about 1/5 of the way before she got too scared to continue.  At the very top you can see the entire island on a clear day.  Unfortunately, it was cloudy for me at the top.  But, nonetheless, it was a great experience and I loved every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrghCs5g1qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Z7AhqwMcO5U/s1600-h/P1000964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrghCs5g1qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Z7AhqwMcO5U/s320/P1000964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095859308665558690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrghDs5g1rI/AAAAAAAAAFU/twRGZnYQ0T0/s1600-h/P1000965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrghDs5g1rI/AAAAAAAAAFU/twRGZnYQ0T0/s320/P1000965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095859325845427890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrghEM5g1sI/AAAAAAAAAFc/BpfLioWSyA4/s1600-h/P1000966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrghEM5g1sI/AAAAAAAAAFc/BpfLioWSyA4/s320/P1000966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095859334435362498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrghFM5g1tI/AAAAAAAAAFk/T65VyHRIMr0/s1600-h/P1000967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrghFM5g1tI/AAAAAAAAAFk/T65VyHRIMr0/s320/P1000967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095859351615231698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrghFs5g1uI/AAAAAAAAAFs/2UYF5gcU8_o/s1600-h/P1000968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrghFs5g1uI/AAAAAAAAAFs/2UYF5gcU8_o/s320/P1000968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095859360205166306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgio85g1vI/AAAAAAAAAF0/M9l2NK2ro5w/s1600-h/P1000971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgio85g1vI/AAAAAAAAAF0/M9l2NK2ro5w/s320/P1000971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095861065307182834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgips5g1wI/AAAAAAAAAF8/cUzvH8kO_A0/s1600-h/P1000973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgips5g1wI/AAAAAAAAAF8/cUzvH8kO_A0/s320/P1000973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095861078192084738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgiqM5g1xI/AAAAAAAAAGE/b0Ug0wK2hEU/s1600-h/P1000980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgiqM5g1xI/AAAAAAAAAGE/b0Ug0wK2hEU/s320/P1000980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095861086782019346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgiqc5g1yI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ldsRzc33F4o/s1600-h/P1000982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgiqc5g1yI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ldsRzc33F4o/s320/P1000982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095861091076986658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgiq85g1zI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xvfpp5kUROY/s1600-h/P1000984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgiq85g1zI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xvfpp5kUROY/s320/P1000984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095861099666921266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, after the hike, we rented a double ocean kayak and went out to the Mokulua Islands.  It was only 2 miles off of the beach so we thought it wouldn't take very long.  However, it felt like it was 10 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgkIc5g10I/AAAAAAAAAGc/Lj-hQrhZmkU/s1600-h/P1000987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgkIc5g10I/AAAAAAAAAGc/Lj-hQrhZmkU/s320/P1000987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095862705984689986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgkI85g11I/AAAAAAAAAGk/O7P13UsHDr8/s1600-h/P1000986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgkI85g11I/AAAAAAAAAGk/O7P13UsHDr8/s320/P1000986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095862714574624594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgkJM5g12I/AAAAAAAAAGs/xy8NoOGF2qg/s1600-h/P1000985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgkJM5g12I/AAAAAAAAAGs/xy8NoOGF2qg/s320/P1000985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095862718869591906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went to Hanauma Bay and went snorkeling.  That was a lot of fun.  We saw a lot of fish and even an eel.  However, we wish we would've gone earlier because it got crowded fast and the water got murky as more and more Asians showed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrglVM5g13I/AAAAAAAAAG0/K7yfhQHayQM/s1600-h/Hanauma+Bay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrglVM5g13I/AAAAAAAAAG0/K7yfhQHayQM/s320/Hanauma+Bay.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095864024539649906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day we just played on the beach outside of our rental.  Here is the morning view from our door:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgmc85g14I/AAAAAAAAAG8/hbOTtxU_kkA/s1600-h/P1000893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgmc85g14I/AAAAAAAAAG8/hbOTtxU_kkA/s320/P1000893.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095865257195263874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgmdM5g15I/AAAAAAAAAHE/CoK_opL4f4w/s1600-h/P1000889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgmdM5g15I/AAAAAAAAAHE/CoK_opL4f4w/s320/P1000889.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095865261490231186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mallory did get stung by a jelly fish.  It was actually a Portuguese Man of War.  However, I took care of the problem by peeing on her leg.  She claims it didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgnrM5g16I/AAAAAAAAAHM/vI5Q838C_Xc/s1600-h/Man+of+war.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgnrM5g16I/AAAAAAAAAHM/vI5Q838C_Xc/s320/Man+of+war.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095866601520027554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day there we drove around to some lookouts and went horseback riding at Kualoa Mountain Ranch.  The horseback ride consisted of a two hour tour of the Kualoa Valley.  We saw the sites of many films and tv shows such as: Jurassic Park, Godzilla, George of the Jungle, Pearl Harbor, 50 First Dates, Lost, Aztecasaurus, etc.  That was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgptM5g17I/AAAAAAAAAHU/NYHIf2GXmh8/s1600-h/P1000910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgptM5g17I/AAAAAAAAAHU/NYHIf2GXmh8/s320/P1000910.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095868834903021490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgpuM5g18I/AAAAAAAAAHc/7NGHw3cmQRM/s1600-h/P1010059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgpuM5g18I/AAAAAAAAAHc/7NGHw3cmQRM/s320/P1010059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095868852082890690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgpuc5g19I/AAAAAAAAAHk/b2maQkGYvUU/s1600-h/P1010061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgpuc5g19I/AAAAAAAAAHk/b2maQkGYvUU/s320/P1010061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095868856377858002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgpvM5g1-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/SqwGh3_93DA/s1600-h/P1010064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgpvM5g1-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/SqwGh3_93DA/s320/P1010064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095868869262759906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgpvc5g1_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/vVb-IN_mGZw/s1600-h/P1010073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rrgpvc5g1_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/vVb-IN_mGZw/s320/P1010073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095868873557727218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, our honeymoon was the best vacation I have ever had.  We loved every minute of it and can't wait to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgrW85g2AI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3SONYGommXc/s1600-h/P1000990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgrW85g2AI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3SONYGommXc/s320/P1000990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095870651674187778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgrXc5g2BI/AAAAAAAAAIE/NY96vDJJg6I/s1600-h/P1010008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgrXc5g2BI/AAAAAAAAAIE/NY96vDJJg6I/s320/P1010008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095870660264122386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgrXs5g2CI/AAAAAAAAAIM/BrCz15e_BxE/s1600-h/P1010009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgrXs5g2CI/AAAAAAAAAIM/BrCz15e_BxE/s320/P1010009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095870664559089698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgrX85g2DI/AAAAAAAAAIU/4IOs_zhQ-kg/s1600-h/P1010082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgrX85g2DI/AAAAAAAAAIU/4IOs_zhQ-kg/s320/P1010082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095870668854057010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgrYM5g2EI/AAAAAAAAAIc/1cYISu4pots/s1600-h/P1010091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgrYM5g2EI/AAAAAAAAAIc/1cYISu4pots/s320/P1010091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095870673149024322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-6823890300254191998?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/6823890300254191998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=6823890300254191998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/6823890300254191998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/6823890300254191998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2007/08/our-wedding-and-honeymoon.html' title='Our Wedding and Honeymoon'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RrgSmc5g1PI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ypEX2O6XFEg/s72-c/IMG_0555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-9029108790414893937</id><published>2007-06-13T20:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T20:34:39.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Haircut Logan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RnCoa_CTydI/AAAAAAAAABk/dqqrvVms6dw/s1600-h/P1000753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RnCoa_CTydI/AAAAAAAAABk/dqqrvVms6dw/s320/P1000753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075741961597733330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Natalie Hammond did an excellent job of cutting Logan's hair.  It looks so hot, however, it's hard to beat the aura of sexiness that surrounds the beard.  So, if you were wondering what this stud might look like for the wedding come July 7th, then multiply sexy beastiness by five and that's what you will have to imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I like to pee in the air vents too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RnCobPCTyeI/AAAAAAAAABs/TyANlop2sf4/s1600-h/P1000754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RnCobPCTyeI/AAAAAAAAABs/TyANlop2sf4/s320/P1000754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075741965892700642" 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/2037332089095833624-9029108790414893937?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/9029108790414893937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=9029108790414893937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/9029108790414893937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/9029108790414893937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-haircut-logan.html' title='Happy Haircut Logan!'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/RnCoa_CTydI/AAAAAAAAABk/dqqrvVms6dw/s72-c/P1000753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-4707176682674006639</id><published>2007-06-13T00:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:59:09.728-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beard of Many Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soon after Mallory and I became engaged to one another, we had to go to Kathryn Albertson Park to have our engagement pictures taken.  That day was the last time I shaved for quite some time.  In fact, I grew a beard for about 6 weeks.  It was beautiful, and I was smokin' hot with it.  But, things were about to happen, like Mallory going through the temple, and I decided I would shave it off.  So, here are some pictures of my sexy beard for your enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-NdPCTyUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XUEJQCVupCE/s1600-h/P1000722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-NdPCTyUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XUEJQCVupCE/s320/P1000722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075430838461778242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-N9_CTyVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/n-DGU-uWO2w/s1600-h/P1000724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-N9_CTyVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/n-DGU-uWO2w/s320/P1000724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075431401102494034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...and my super sexy beard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-N-PCTyWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/EIT8yZv6SPE/s1600-h/P1000726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-N-PCTyWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/EIT8yZv6SPE/s320/P1000726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075431405397461346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-Ob_CTyXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/IlYrGQ98ssI/s1600-h/P1000727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-Ob_CTyXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/IlYrGQ98ssI/s320/P1000727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075431916498569586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-OcPCTyYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/MV-3aBcTsDo/s1600-h/P1000729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-OcPCTyYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/MV-3aBcTsDo/s320/P1000729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075431920793536898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busted You!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-QPvCTyZI/AAAAAAAAABE/YVkFXWQqcp8/s1600-h/P1000736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-QPvCTyZI/AAAAAAAAABE/YVkFXWQqcp8/s320/P1000736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075433905068427666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-QP_CTyaI/AAAAAAAAABM/EuWFYW-LUok/s1600-h/P1000737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-QP_CTyaI/AAAAAAAAABM/EuWFYW-LUok/s320/P1000737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075433909363394978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What collection of pictures wouldn't be complete without the White Trash pics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-Q2fCTybI/AAAAAAAAABU/RC9VXfFczy0/s1600-h/P1000743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-Q2fCTybI/AAAAAAAAABU/RC9VXfFczy0/s320/P1000743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075434570788358578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-Q2vCTycI/AAAAAAAAABc/CbllwnCDVAo/s1600-h/P1000749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-Q2vCTycI/AAAAAAAAABc/CbllwnCDVAo/s320/P1000749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075434575083325890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-4707176682674006639?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/4707176682674006639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=4707176682674006639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/4707176682674006639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/4707176682674006639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2007/06/beard-of-many-faces.html' title='A Beard of Many Faces'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm-NdPCTyUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XUEJQCVupCE/s72-c/P1000722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2037332089095833624.post-5995029213108797882</id><published>2007-06-12T22:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:24:46.267-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to our Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm9zjvCTyTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/a5K9_5dGlpA/s1600-h/mccall+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm9zjvCTyTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/a5K9_5dGlpA/s320/mccall+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075402362828605746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, we are going to take a crack at the whole blogging thing one more time.  Why, you ask?  Well, that question can easily be summed up in the words of Ron Burgundy...we're kind of a big deal.  We have many leather bound books and our apartment smells of rich mahogany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ... as you take your epic journey through our lives, feel free to laugh, cry, poke fun, or even harass your neighbor ... or our neighbors - because we're better than them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2037332089095833624-5995029213108797882?l=logandmal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/feeds/5995029213108797882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2037332089095833624&amp;postID=5995029213108797882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/5995029213108797882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2037332089095833624/posts/default/5995029213108797882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logandmal.blogspot.com/2007/06/welcome-to-our-blog.html' title='Welcome to our Blog!'/><author><name>Logan and Mallory Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04693799426889559185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QJYQ-ykWNhI/Rm9zjvCTyTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/a5K9_5dGlpA/s72-c/mccall+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
