<?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-8859792943847891913</id><updated>2011-08-13T03:52:59.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trevor &amp; Natalie</title><subtitle type='html'>So this is what makes life divine...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-7207207477945839724</id><published>2011-06-06T10:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:21:29.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ICU Critical Care Tech!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      This is my cute husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-volmeKPdaio/Te0MSojZKDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/6D_Tcy-66sE/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-06-06%2Bat%2B11.14.53%2BAM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-volmeKPdaio/Te0MSojZKDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/6D_Tcy-66sE/s320/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-06-06%2Bat%2B11.14.53%2BAM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615157824663922738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been working as a phlebtomist at IHC for the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today is he is the newest critical care tech in the respitory icu!  We couldn't be happier! :)  You see, after Trev graduates nursing school he will need to work in icu for at least a year before he applies for graduate school for either nurse practioner or nurse anthestist.  He will now have two years of extra experience in the icu and a foot in the door for a nursing job when he graduates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so blessed and I am so proud of Trevor for working so hard toward our end goal of graduate school!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-7207207477945839724?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/7207207477945839724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=7207207477945839724' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7207207477945839724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7207207477945839724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2011/06/icu-critical-care-tech.html' title='ICU Critical Care Tech!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-volmeKPdaio/Te0MSojZKDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/6D_Tcy-66sE/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-06-06%2Bat%2B11.14.53%2BAM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-698368809430014388</id><published>2011-05-31T07:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T07:44:46.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend a.k.a an Awesome Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I kicked off the weekend by going to cheer practice with my cute little cheerleading team.  LOVE them!  They are the hardest working little cheerleaders in the world with the best attitudes and I love spending practices with them!  We got our first floor libs on Friday - the first time they had ever even tried them!  (The picture is a little blurry, but you get the picture.)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PVeCCOOo_Mo/TeT9_YTZJJI/AAAAAAAAAas/eqbKkYKYTGA/s1600/DD.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/-PVeCCOOo_Mo/TeT9_YTZJJI/AAAAAAAAAas/eqbKkYKYTGA/s320/DD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612890300907857042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and got a new library card and spent an hour at the library looking for a good book - wow is that place overwhelming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trev had to work all Friday night so I made us some snacks for when he got home.  Baked scones and made us pomegranate blueberry smoothies.  Yum!  I got the recipes from my new favorite website - ourbestbites.com.  We stayed up late watching H.P.  We are determined to watch the first 7 movies before the last one comes out in July!  Can't wait!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fx1PAXchqj0/TeT-R1x8zLI/AAAAAAAAAbU/RFjEaeyJXu4/s1600/scone.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/-Fx1PAXchqj0/TeT-R1x8zLI/AAAAAAAAAbU/RFjEaeyJXu4/s320/scone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612890618058296498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n0cMJnUu2_k/TeT9_btHUHI/AAAAAAAAAa0/r42-_MrAxRM/s1600/blue%2Bpom%2Bsmoothie%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n0cMJnUu2_k/TeT9_btHUHI/AAAAAAAAAa0/r42-_MrAxRM/s320/blue%2Bpom%2Bsmoothie%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612890301821046898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 6 months we have lived on our townhouse we have had an ugly, white, plastic shelf stuffed in a corner to hold all our food.  I am thrilled to say that Saturday my much needed pantry went up!!!  We have a few finishing touches to put on it - like a final layer of dry wall and paint - but my food is put away and it looks awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xRhQcRvNtRM/TeT-Ru8mtlI/AAAAAAAAAbE/loQOhjd6zgw/s1600/Pantry_1.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/-xRhQcRvNtRM/TeT-Ru8mtlI/AAAAAAAAAbE/loQOhjd6zgw/s320/Pantry_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612890616223938130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2XT8STb4c/TeT-R60zUdI/AAAAAAAAAbM/kX5t4pD01wc/s1600/Pantry_2.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/-Wm2XT8STb4c/TeT-R60zUdI/AAAAAAAAAbM/kX5t4pD01wc/s320/Pantry_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612890619412435410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Trev had to go to work so I drove up to Park City after church and spent the day with my family.  We watched movies, played games, ate treats, and had a great lazy Sunday together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday we got to sleep in!  When we finally got ready we went bowling and to lunch with my family.  Trev had to leave the festivities early to go to work, but come to find out he didn't have to work Monday after all.  I was stoked he got to come home and spend the rest of the day with me! :)  My cute little side table got delivered that day and later that night we went to Trev's parents for an (indoor) barbecue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a simple, but great weekend!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x1sesyvqy-s/TeT-RSXgioI/AAAAAAAAAa8/mjVXtAscSQ8/s1600/NatTrev.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/-x1sesyvqy-s/TeT-RSXgioI/AAAAAAAAAa8/mjVXtAscSQ8/s320/NatTrev.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612890608552151682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-698368809430014388?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/698368809430014388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=698368809430014388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/698368809430014388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/698368809430014388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2011/05/memorial-day-weekend-aka-awesome.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend a.k.a an Awesome Weekend!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PVeCCOOo_Mo/TeT9_YTZJJI/AAAAAAAAAas/eqbKkYKYTGA/s72-c/DD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-8597482276991182191</id><published>2011-04-21T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T08:48:12.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Slater's world as of late</title><content type='html'>My boss has been on maternity leave the past couple months and I have been given the opportunity to fill in for her while she is out.  I planned an incentive trip to Bali, Indonesia in March.  I left Trevor for a week in March to go on a cruise as a host to another incentive program.  In April I planned and executed a day meeting in Anaheim, California for 1300 people.  Probably the most stressful three months of my life!  I needed to prove that I could execute successful events!   It would be 9:30 at night and I would be at work just be starring at my computer racking my brain trying to think if I had forgotten anything.  I have always been a list maker, but wow, lists saved my life these past few months!  I am grateful for the learning experience and happy to have a couple of events under my belt, but I can't wait for my boss to get back in a week and a half.  Yahoo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor is working as a phlebotomist at IHC on 5300 S.  We love it there!  IHC is such a great company to work for and there are so many opportunities to move up.  He currently works 4 nights a week including every Friday night and every other Saturday and Sunday (yes, our weekends our a riot). J  Hopefully this summer he will be able to get a job as a critical care tech working Friday night to Saturday morning and Sunday night to Monday morning.  A crazy schedule, but it will be less hours and will work better for school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of school, Trevor started his first semester of nursing school in January at Westminster!  He is loving it, but it is definitely a LOT of work.  Those who have gone to nursing school know what I am talking about.  Hours of studying, lots of information, clinicals, papers, memorizing, and the list continues.   Luckily Trev will get a breather and have the summer off from school, but will start back up full force in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had cheer tryouts for Elite Academy a couple weeks ago.  Yes, I am back coaching.  I just can't stay away!  I am so excited for my cute new squad.  We had our first practice Tuesday and we are going to kick some butt this year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March Trev and I celebrated our 2 year anniversary by spending the weekend in St George.  Woot woot.  We love the S.G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trev and I have also been called to serve in the primary.  The 4 and 5 year olds.  Heavenly Father is definitely teaching me patience before I have children of my own.  The kids love Trevor, but they definitely know how to get a rise out of me.  If I ask them nicely not to do something and then ask them again, and again, and again - I swear they look at me and laugh and then we give each other the stare down for the next 5 minutes to see who is going to win the battle.  Ha ha, yeah I'm working on staying calm with 4 year olds. J &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we're looking forward to some warm weather and summer projects on our house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-8597482276991182191?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/8597482276991182191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=8597482276991182191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/8597482276991182191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/8597482276991182191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2011/04/slaters-world-as-of-late.html' title='The Slater&apos;s world as of late'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-7823787162401928189</id><published>2011-02-11T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T20:49:12.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our townhouse!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Welcome to our new townhouse in Draper, Ut!  We love it here and are so happy to be new owners of our very own house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on in and I'll give you the tour.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nw1-L121Nm4/TVYDzgftpcI/AAAAAAAAAYU/1RJbQdlex-o/s1600/Front%2Bof%2Bthe%2BHouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nw1-L121Nm4/TVYDzgftpcI/AAAAAAAAAYU/1RJbQdlex-o/s320/Front%2Bof%2Bthe%2BHouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572645772348728770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the front of our townhouse.  Ours is the middle townhouse in this picture.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QmfY3MKw-AU/TVYEPsTVCHI/AAAAAAAAAYk/vNtf01NqWSA/s1600/Family%2BRoom_before_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QmfY3MKw-AU/TVYEPsTVCHI/AAAAAAAAAYk/vNtf01NqWSA/s320/Family%2BRoom_before_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572646256554346610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ylqRewX5HSk/TVYEDsBFqtI/AAAAAAAAAYc/t8loKNUUAPM/s1600/Family%2BRoom_before_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ylqRewX5HSk/TVYEDsBFqtI/AAAAAAAAAYc/t8loKNUUAPM/s320/Family%2BRoom_before_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572646050319411922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what the family room before we moved in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/-DCgaB6165d0/TVYFAuv-hCI/AAAAAAAAAZM/WsFRH6OnA-Q/s1600/Family_after_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/-DCgaB6165d0/TVYFAuv-hCI/AAAAAAAAAZM/WsFRH6OnA-Q/s320/Family_after_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572647099024966690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walk in the front door and this is what you will see.  There is three stairs that leads into the room.  The kitchen is just off to the left and a half bath off to the right.  The huge sliding doors lead out to a deck and have an AWESOME view of the valley.  (I tried to take a picture, but it didn't work in the dark)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pxaGIR7HEGk/TVYFg22nyCI/AAAAAAAAAZc/aLTB7d2R630/s1600/Family_after_3.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/-pxaGIR7HEGk/TVYFg22nyCI/AAAAAAAAAZc/aLTB7d2R630/s320/Family_after_3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572647650956134434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trevor's pride and joy - the mounted tv.  He get's plenty of call of duty and football in on this tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HIcNogMGeyA/TVYFguPvymI/AAAAAAAAAZU/f6GePpzuQrw/s1600/Family_after_2.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/-HIcNogMGeyA/TVYFguPvymI/AAAAAAAAAZU/f6GePpzuQrw/s320/Family_after_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572647648645597794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's take a look at the kitchen.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2UmrN1ni_U/TVYEXeTzgsI/AAAAAAAAAY0/szwmWXZbF7I/s1600/Kitchen_before_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2UmrN1ni_U/TVYEXeTzgsI/AAAAAAAAAY0/szwmWXZbF7I/s320/Kitchen_before_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572646390237201090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r1iGa3aVBrQ/TVYET8xl_HI/AAAAAAAAAYs/VsnT_izjIxw/s1600/Kitchen_before_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r1iGa3aVBrQ/TVYET8xl_HI/AAAAAAAAAYs/VsnT_izjIxw/s320/Kitchen_before_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572646329695730802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the kitchen before we moved in.&lt;br /&gt;&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/-oq7kQJAnrzo/TVYGMUAEr1I/AAAAAAAAAZs/OeoExpBF3yU/s1600/Kitchen_after_1.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/-oq7kQJAnrzo/TVYGMUAEr1I/AAAAAAAAAZs/OeoExpBF3yU/s320/Kitchen_after_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572648397514780498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-abJgBImY7_I/TVYGMNSdILI/AAAAAAAAAZk/WleTEJPaBpc/s1600/Kitchen_2.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/-abJgBImY7_I/TVYGMNSdILI/AAAAAAAAAZk/WleTEJPaBpc/s320/Kitchen_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572648395712831666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the kitchen after we were finished.  What a HUGE different a little paint can make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you go downstairs instead of upstairs you'll find an open space, the laundry room, and the entrance to the garage which is on the back of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the second floor...&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/-qw4xF--p_rs/TVYEvc_FWVI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ovD38Sc5Xvs/s1600/ExtraRoom_after_1.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/-qw4xF--p_rs/TVYEvc_FWVI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ovD38Sc5Xvs/s320/ExtraRoom_after_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572646802198714706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the extra bedroom/tv room on the second floor.  This is where I go when I need a break from the video game playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zxds6IwkL94/TVYHo6wymeI/AAAAAAAAAak/Ej1q2mUTfkw/s1600/Office_after.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/-Zxds6IwkL94/TVYHo6wymeI/AAAAAAAAAak/Ej1q2mUTfkw/s320/Office_after.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572649988467628514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, the office also on the second floor.  Needs a little bit of love, but we are working on it.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rooms on the second floor have a perfect view of the Draper temple which is about a mile away from our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not pictured is the full bathroom also on the second floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8kZZ5BwLsVY/TVYEbPWdKHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/reRaAJFSTfs/s1600/MaterBed_before_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8kZZ5BwLsVY/TVYEbPWdKHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/reRaAJFSTfs/s320/MaterBed_before_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572646454941263986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the master bedroom before we moved in.  There are about seven  stairs from the second floor to the master bedroom and then seven more  stairs to the master bathroom and walk-in closet.&lt;br /&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/-cRxZByVOro0/TVYGM3LE_7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Y_hUZeqV0wA/s1600/Master_after_1.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/-cRxZByVOro0/TVYGM3LE_7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Y_hUZeqV0wA/s320/Master_after_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572648406956179378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-igkLaau8zuw/TVYG6EhB4EI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/XTLxtMOk9tU/s1600/Master_after_2.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/-igkLaau8zuw/TVYG6EhB4EI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/XTLxtMOk9tU/s320/Master_after_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572649183632023618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qklqfe7a004/TVYG6fnpmQI/AAAAAAAAAaE/zUsDvNvP9_M/s1600/Master_after_3.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/-Qklqfe7a004/TVYG6fnpmQI/AAAAAAAAAaE/zUsDvNvP9_M/s320/Master_after_3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572649190907549954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The master bedroom after a little painting and a few decorations.&lt;br /&gt;Go up the few stairs and you get to the master bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ey5b3FVvHbU/TVYG6oUBX-I/AAAAAAAAAaM/RN7tOC1iT48/s1600/MasterBath_after_1.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/-ey5b3FVvHbU/TVYG6oUBX-I/AAAAAAAAAaM/RN7tOC1iT48/s320/MasterBath_after_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572649193241141218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m2qbA2-wfNY/TVYHoHG6hwI/AAAAAAAAAaU/NKTFFppP5oo/s1600/MasterBath_after_2.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/-m2qbA2-wfNY/TVYHoHG6hwI/AAAAAAAAAaU/NKTFFppP5oo/s320/MasterBath_after_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572649974601778946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ob48A7SWxSc/TVYHoiKVxiI/AAAAAAAAAac/Hq8GDa2J5vQ/s1600/MasterBath_after_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ob48A7SWxSc/TVYHoiKVxiI/AAAAAAAAAac/Hq8GDa2J5vQ/s320/MasterBath_after_3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572649981863904802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, the master bathroom.  I really wish I had a before picture of this bathroom.  It was a MESS, but cleaned up quite nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for dropping by!  Hope you enjoyed your tour.  :)&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/8859792943847891913-7823787162401928189?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/7823787162401928189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=7823787162401928189' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7823787162401928189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7823787162401928189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2011/02/our-townhouse.html' title='Our townhouse!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nw1-L121Nm4/TVYDzgftpcI/AAAAAAAAAYU/1RJbQdlex-o/s72-c/Front%2Bof%2Bthe%2BHouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-3105079588535512396</id><published>2010-09-21T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T10:42:16.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This summer has flown by!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life has been a little crazy and I have slacking on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what has been happening in our lives since the last post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduated from the University of Utah with a communication degree in August!  I decided not to walk or anything, but now I am wishing I would have.  It was kind of a big deal, huh?  That explains the lack of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working at 4Life as an event coordinator which has been so much work, but I have loved every minute of it!  I have a great boss and have already learned so much.  Our big convention for distributors from around the world was about two weeks ago.  I spent the last couple months preparing for the food, logo wear to be sold, a fashion show, props, photography, housing, and employee logistics.  I think I have found my niche and can't wait to see what else this job has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor started up his fall semester at Westminster.  He also applied for the Westminster nursing program in August.  Hold your breath...we find out in November if he made it or not.  They had double the applicants that they usually do for the program.  Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor turned 23 in June and I turn 23 on Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned how to drive Roxy - our manual Toyota Corolla.  If you see a white Corolla jerking around on the road - be patient - its probably me.  I'm still trying to get the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that the summer has been pretty laid back.  No big trips or events.  Just enjoying every day to day life.  I can't believe it is already the end of September!  I'm sad that summer is over, but I am getting a little excited for Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I'll try to keep you updated...And take pictures.  :)   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-3105079588535512396?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/3105079588535512396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=3105079588535512396' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3105079588535512396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3105079588535512396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-summer-has-flown-by.html' title='This summer has flown by!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-995577371427083197</id><published>2010-08-03T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T16:10:04.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All this for $15 bucks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe someday I will finish my last post about Turkey...&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I have too post about the greatest thing my friend Brittany told me about and I took advantage of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone ever heard of Bountiful Baskets?  It is an organization that gathers fruits and veggies from around the state and provides them at a low cost.  You sign up for the basket on Monday night and pick it up on Saturday morning.  The basket includes 6 fruits and 6 veggies - all for only 15 bucks.  Every week the food varies.  The only catch is you have to volunteer every six weeks for each time you sign up. Not bad at all.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TFihedroY2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/kUrjvyZHqIY/s1600/CIMG1628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TFihedroY2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/kUrjvyZHqIY/s320/CIMG1628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501324489568838498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday I picked up my first basket&lt;br /&gt;5 plums&lt;br /&gt;7 peaches&lt;br /&gt;Bag of apples&lt;br /&gt;Bag of grapes&lt;br /&gt;3 mangos&lt;br /&gt;bananas&lt;br /&gt;3 weird little fruits&lt;br /&gt;12 corn on the cob&lt;br /&gt;2 cucumbers&lt;br /&gt;5 tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;4 onions&lt;br /&gt;10 peppers&lt;br /&gt;Head of lettuce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a deal!  Thanks for a great shopping tip Britt!&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/8859792943847891913-995577371427083197?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/995577371427083197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=995577371427083197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/995577371427083197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/995577371427083197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/08/all-this-for-15-bucks.html' title='All this for $15 bucks?'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TFihedroY2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/kUrjvyZHqIY/s72-c/CIMG1628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-7776317525709397207</id><published>2010-06-15T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T08:38:00.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Israel was by far my most favorite part of the trip.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfRTz5byvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/vgcyTX6bSxg/s1600/Part3_jer.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfRTz5byvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/vgcyTX6bSxg/s320/Part3_jer.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483081209625692914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;With my sunburned body, and nasty lips we left the hotel before the crack of dawn (3:15 am), hopped on a bus and made our way to the airport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After an hour plane ride we landed in Israel about 11:00 am.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We met up with our tour guide and hit the ground running.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We only had 8 hours to see Israel!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;We first stopped at a place where the landscape is very unique.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because of the geography one side of the hill is tropical and plush and the other side is pure desert.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The far mountains in this picture are African mountains.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfTShqshwI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zuQixSVtKRo/s1600/Part3_desert.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfTShqshwI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zuQixSVtKRo/s320/Part3_desert.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483083386575423234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our next stop was to drop by the Israel BYU center.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was Sunday so nothing was open, but it was fun just to drop by and see it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfSTwad-_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/Q9RGZtrvxu4/s1600/Part3_byu.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfSTwad-_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/Q9RGZtrvxu4/s320/Part3_byu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483082308202134514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;We then made our way to Holy Sepulcher where Jesus was supposedly crucified.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The building was beautiful and everything was done with such detail.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A couple different Christian religions own each part of the building.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They all had a little shrine where people were praying and chanting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was a little taken back by the atmosphere.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If this was really where Jesus was crucified I was shocked at the lack of reverence.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, the Latter Day Saints believe that Jesus was actually crucified and buried in a completely different place. Trevor and I want to go back some day with an LDS tour guide.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It would be so incredible to see Israel from that point of view.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfSkiWYDyI/AAAAAAAAAW8/l7oCLFj4j0E/s1600/Part3_holysep.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfSkiWYDyI/AAAAAAAAAW8/l7oCLFj4j0E/s320/Part3_holysep.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483082596484648738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfSySVyAvI/AAAAAAAAAXE/E931bk9uizY/s1600/Part3_holysepl.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfSySVyAvI/AAAAAAAAAXE/E931bk9uizY/s320/Part3_holysepl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483082832705356530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the Holy Sepulcher we went to the Mount of Olives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The trees were incredible!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our tour guide said that the outside bark very well could have witnessed the days of Jesus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What happens is even though the bark might die the roots are eternal and new branches grow through the old tree.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfTo90Y-SI/AAAAAAAAAXc/nvLzsFI4vTc/s1600/Part3_trees1.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfTo90Y-SI/AAAAAAAAAXc/nvLzsFI4vTc/s320/Part3_trees1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483083772089399586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfT2biBMkI/AAAAAAAAAXk/lf3AIdxBKr4/s1600/Part3_trees2.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfT2biBMkI/AAAAAAAAAXk/lf3AIdxBKr4/s320/Part3_trees2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483084003403706946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After those sights we took a tour of what they call “The Old City’.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The city is divided up into 4 quarters.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A section owned by the Jews, a section owned by the Christians, a section owned by the Muslims, and a small section owned by the Armenians.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfRv0JZItI/AAAAAAAAAWk/px1zVbKuenk/s1600/Part3_jer1.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfRv0JZItI/AAAAAAAAAWk/px1zVbKuenk/s320/Part3_jer1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483081690728964818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Each section had its own look and feel and it was fun to just walk around the city and see the ruins.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The city is actually built on top of the city from ancient times.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So in some places archeologist have dug into the ground, not to find dirt, but to find ruins of a city.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfR_EB7AgI/AAAAAAAAAWs/rGNvp2X7CE8/s1600/Part3_jer3.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfR_EB7AgI/AAAAAAAAAWs/rGNvp2X7CE8/s320/Part3_jer3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483081952690635266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfTCD47JRI/AAAAAAAAAXM/4E9ddng5xqM/s1600/Part3_ruins.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfTCD47JRI/AAAAAAAAAXM/4E9ddng5xqM/s320/Part3_ruins.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483083103704130834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the Jewish quarter we saw the Wailing Wall, which is where the Jews believe that directly underneath it is the wall of Solomon’s temple.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a place of worship for them. They write notes and stick them in the wall so that their prayers will reach heaven.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfUJVQgykI/AAAAAAAAAXs/jH3avJB5x2w/s1600/Part3_ww.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfUJVQgykI/AAAAAAAAAXs/jH3avJB5x2w/s320/Part3_ww.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483084328137181762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After seeing Jerusalem we took a bus ride to the Dead Sea.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Trevor and I were debating if we were going to get in the water or not because we didn’t want to ride back on the airplane all stinky and wet, but we did and I am SO glad!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The water was so dense that we didn’t have to swim or tread water.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All we did was sit down and we floated.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was so cool!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We took the mud and rubbed it all over our bodies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The water and mud has a lot of minerals in it so it is supposed to be great for your skin and health.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I believe it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My skin was so silky smooth afterwards.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Trevor bought some Dead Sea skin care product for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It has magically made all my acne scars, wrinkles, and sunspots disappear!!!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ha, kidding…I only wish it made your skin flawless.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfQbtz2CgI/AAAAAAAAAWM/-SfJh1jnHYQ/s1600/Part3_deadsea.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfQbtz2CgI/AAAAAAAAAWM/-SfJh1jnHYQ/s320/Part3_deadsea.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483080245918960130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(not the greatest picture, but that is us out there floating away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfQ3aKsMbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/x0pxYAXubjY/s1600/Part3_deadsea2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfQ3aKsMbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/x0pxYAXubjY/s320/Part3_deadsea2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483080721682411954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(not us, but you get the idea of the mud bath)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our last adventure was eating dinner at where the Dead Sea scrolls where found.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After a full day we made our way back to the airport.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We arrived back at our hotel room at 2 am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It was a full 24 hours of tourism and we LOVED every bit of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-7776317525709397207?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/7776317525709397207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=7776317525709397207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7776317525709397207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7776317525709397207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/06/part-3.html' title='Part 3'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/TBfRTz5byvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/vgcyTX6bSxg/s72-c/Part3_jer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-9006901666162379363</id><published>2010-06-07T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T17:36:38.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pet Peeve...</title><content type='html'>People that don't fess up when they make a mistake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you make a mistake, don't act stupid and try to play it off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit that you were wrong and made a mistake, apologize, and try to help figure out a solution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gees!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Still working on the 3rd and 4th post of Turkey.  It'll get posted eventually.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-9006901666162379363?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/9006901666162379363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=9006901666162379363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/9006901666162379363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/9006901666162379363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-pet-peeve.html' title='New Pet Peeve...'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-3776720150088067207</id><published>2010-05-25T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T08:01:27.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Tuesday, May 11th we flew from Istanbul to a resort town on the Mediterranean called Antalya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the next couple of days we hung out at the pool, played games, went to the beach, read books, and just enjoyed each other company.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_vkUVnJ-DI/AAAAAAAAAWE/X1C0fwzLbvs/s1600/Part2_Pool1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_vkUVnJ-DI/AAAAAAAAAWE/X1C0fwzLbvs/s320/Part2_Pool1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475220810048862258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sisters Leslie and Jessica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_vj__SL54I/AAAAAAAAAVs/Ptfcd-y030s/s1600/Part2_Bachie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_vj__SL54I/AAAAAAAAAVs/Ptfcd-y030s/s320/Part2_Bachie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475220460457944962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Trevor and me playing boochie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the days we went on a boat tour along the coast.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_vjatWAToI/AAAAAAAAAVM/GnfLIAGk7yY/s1600/Part2_BoatTour1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_vjatWAToI/AAAAAAAAAVM/GnfLIAGk7yY/s320/Part2_BoatTour1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475219819986964098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_vj2Zga1OI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xcGbMfkD98s/s1600/Part2_BoatTour4.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_vj2Zga1OI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xcGbMfkD98s/s320/Part2_BoatTour4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475220295698273506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jessica, Trevor, and me swimming in the Mediterranean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_vkNH-v7oI/AAAAAAAAAV8/dffp3kWvHwk/s1600/Part2_BoatTour6.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_vkNH-v7oI/AAAAAAAAAV8/dffp3kWvHwk/s320/Part2_BoatTour6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475220686130638466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Curtis, Jessica, me, and Trev on the boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_vjlqjGqqI/AAAAAAAAAVU/PiXDnh2sS8Q/s1600/Part2_BoatTour2.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_vjlqjGqqI/AAAAAAAAAVU/PiXDnh2sS8Q/s320/Part2_BoatTour2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475220008215161506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boat tour went right past our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_vjxJoLSxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/aB8t2cGUNUU/s1600/Part2_BoatTour3.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_vjxJoLSxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/aB8t2cGUNUU/s320/Part2_BoatTour3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475220205536496402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Cleopatra's face.  Turn your head and you should be able to see it.  I still haven't figured out how to flip photos.  They say that this is where Mark Anthony met Cleopatra because Cleopatra used to like to bath in this part of the Mediterranean because it is so rich in minerals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you getting jealous I have to tell you that it was during the day of the boat tour I became...well...a little beat up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up the day before with a couple of cold sores on the inside edges of my lips and cankers in my mouth.  I have maybe had one or two cold sores in my life, but it had to be on this trip that I got the cold sores/cankers from hell -we think maybe I was allergic to something there.  I had been using medicated chap-stick, but while we were swimming in the Mediterranean Sea I came up with the brilliant idea to rinse my mouth out with the nice and salty sea water.  Worst idea ever!  That night my mouth sores went from bad to worse and I spent the next couple of days not even being able to speak my mouth hurt so bad.  Notice the pathetic half smile of mine in pictures of me from here on out.  I'm not kidding when I say it took all I had to muster up those pathetic grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also on this day that I was tired of waiting for the elevator so I decided to take the spiral staircase and race Trevor to the lobby.  As I took my third step I misplaced my foot, my bad ankle popped, I gave out a yelp, and vol la...a sprained ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not feeling sorry for me yet let me tell you about the nasty sunburn I got on the boat tour.  The whole trip I had been using SPF 85.  I was determined not to get a sunburn!  But of course on the day of the boat tour I decided to only use SPF 30 and for some idiotic reason I only used it once the whole day.  The next day I woke up to blistered shoulders and blistered and swollen knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needles to say I was pretty pathetic for the following few days.  Good thing I had a wonderful husband and family to nurse me through and an amazing one day trip to Jerusalem that took my mind off of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for the details!!!&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/8859792943847891913-3776720150088067207?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/3776720150088067207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=3776720150088067207' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3776720150088067207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3776720150088067207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/05/part-2.html' title='Part 2'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_vkUVnJ-DI/AAAAAAAAAWE/X1C0fwzLbvs/s72-c/Part2_Pool1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-4146168723870427550</id><published>2010-05-21T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T07:58:00.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Adventure to Turkey - Part 1</title><content type='html'>Its hard to believe that our 10-day trip to Turkey has come and gone.  Despite a few kinks in the plans a combination of beach time and sight seeing was a perfect recipe for an amazing trip. We have lots to report on so enjoy and so stay tuned for the next three parts of our trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom, dad, brother, two younger sisters, Trev and I left bright and early Saturday, May 8th.  Our adventure began by taking a 4-hour flight from SLC to the JFK airport in New York.  We made the 10-hour flight to Istanbul, Turkey, but not before sitting on the runway at JFK for 2 hours making the already long flight even longer.  But none-the-less we made it to Istanbul in one piece early Sunday afternoon.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_acDCWzwXI/AAAAAAAAAT0/228hZMB3Onc/s1600/Part1_Airplane.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_acDCWzwXI/AAAAAAAAAT0/228hZMB3Onc/s320/Part1_Airplane.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473733973101494642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Sunday night we ate some dinner and took a stroll on the on the local boardwalk along the Mediterranean Sea.  It was such an amazing view it made us wish we had something similar to that in Utah.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_acgO6VvYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/mzFog3EyuRc/s1600/Part1_Boardwalk1.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_acgO6VvYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/mzFog3EyuRc/s320/Part1_Boardwalk1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473734474687954306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_acocYoxbI/AAAAAAAAAUU/3IaJBxFxK0w/s1600/Part1_Boardwalk2.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_acocYoxbI/AAAAAAAAAUU/3IaJBxFxK0w/s320/Part1_Boardwalk2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473734615743645106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Monday we made our way to downtown Istanbul.  The city is unbelievably huge with a population of 13 million.  My family was expecting a more middle-eastern atmosphere, but we were surprised to find that only half of the women in the city wore the traditional head scarves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_adgo-9GYI/AAAAAAAAAVE/g4AXMrZjrME/s1600/Part1_Street.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_adgo-9GYI/AAAAAAAAAVE/g4AXMrZjrME/s320/Part1_Street.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473735581198260610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(A street market near the Blue Mosque)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited the Blue Mosque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_acO0hFeGI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ZCaAiMQ9SM4/s1600/Part1_BlueMosque3.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_acO0hFeGI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ZCaAiMQ9SM4/s320/Part1_BlueMosque3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473734175544932450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_acVNlUBZI/AAAAAAAAAUE/pxX9UTGsWOY/s1600/Part1_BlueMosque2.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_acVNlUBZI/AAAAAAAAAUE/pxX9UTGsWOY/s320/Part1_BlueMosque2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473734285352764818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the Hagia Sopia which was my favorite of the two buildings.  They are built across the street from each other.  The Hagia Sophia was built before the Blue Mosque and the Blue Mosque was supposed to outdo the Hagia Sophia.  I still think the Hagia Sophia is still far more impressive though.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_ac7xABD6I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fYOMR3ikKfw/s1600/Part1_HagiaSophia2.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_ac7xABD6I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fYOMR3ikKfw/s320/Part1_HagiaSophia2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473734947695038370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_adP7c_OxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/W8OMWgyKU-M/s1600/Part1_HagiaSophia6.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_adP7c_OxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/W8OMWgyKU-M/s320/Part1_HagiaSophia6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473735294098291474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Hagia Sophia was the 3rd church built in that exact location.  The first two churches had previously been destroyed.  The building was used as an Orthodox basilica and then the overtaken by the Muslims and used as a mosque until it was turned into a museum in 1934.  Both Christian and Muslim elements are displayed in the Hagia Sophia.  I was amazed to see the incredible detail of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_adHHwrYvI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4vM5SVVUfaU/s1600/Part1_HagiaSophia5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_adHHwrYvI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4vM5SVVUfaU/s320/Part1_HagiaSophia5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473735142783279858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also took a bus tour of the entire city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_aczzrhI6I/AAAAAAAAAUk/z5ryLwBFDm8/s1600/Part1_BusTour2.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_aczzrhI6I/AAAAAAAAAUk/z5ryLwBFDm8/s320/Part1_BusTour2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473734810975413154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(The city wall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_acuSnxbvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/bkni-BKtE4Y/s1600/Part1_Bus+Tour1.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_acuSnxbvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/bkni-BKtE4Y/s320/Part1_Bus+Tour1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473734716201987826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sums up Istanbul.  Next to come will be our stay in Antalya, Turkey.  &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/8859792943847891913-4146168723870427550?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/4146168723870427550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=4146168723870427550' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/4146168723870427550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/4146168723870427550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-adventure-to-turkey-part-1.html' title='Our Adventure to Turkey - Part 1'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S_acDCWzwXI/AAAAAAAAAT0/228hZMB3Onc/s72-c/Part1_Airplane.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-8794849440553686904</id><published>2010-04-27T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T12:02:26.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Sleeper</title><content type='html'>When I was younger and my family went on vacations I would always share a bed with my little sister Leslie.  Leslie would always sprawl herself over the entire bed or steal all the covers in the middle of the night.  How would I deal with this?  I hate to admit it, but I would kick her to the other side of the bed or until she gave up the sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I am married and share a bed with my husband who often times sprawls out over the entire bed or steals the sheets in the middle of the night.  Instead of kicking him I poke him and say "Can you please move over?" or "Can you share the blanket?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the middle of the night two nights ago Trevor told me to chill out which isn't unusual because sometimes I have bad dreams and thrash around in my sleep.  Yesterday I was giving Trev a hard time for telling me to chill out when I wasn't even doing anything when he informed me that I was kicking him....it all came back...I remember his leg being on my side of the bed so I was kicking it to get it out of my way.  Opps, sorry!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to be a violent person, but when I need my sleep I need my sleep!  Stay out of my way, I'm not a crazy sleeper...I am a violent sleeper!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-8794849440553686904?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/8794849440553686904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=8794849440553686904' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/8794849440553686904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/8794849440553686904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/04/crazy-sleeper.html' title='Crazy Sleeper'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-5771710637455562859</id><published>2010-04-27T10:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T12:01:04.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trevor and I spent the weekend in St George last week helping my parents move into a second house they bought down there.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S9ckcKesRhI/AAAAAAAAATU/Siq4l8lt63E/s1600/on+the+road.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S9ckcKesRhI/AAAAAAAAATU/Siq4l8lt63E/s320/on+the+road.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464876739105408530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We LOVE St. George.  We were only gone for two days, but it was so nice to get away and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went and took a picture at where we met.  3e.  :)  Trev lived down here while going to Dixie before his mission and I was visiting a friend.  Who would have thought our random 5 minute meeting would have led to us getting married?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S9cz52BPtII/AAAAAAAAATc/BpbJXisEnQE/s1600/3e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S9cz52BPtII/AAAAAAAAATc/BpbJXisEnQE/s320/3e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464893741683684482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our way  back from St. George we saw this sweet car filling up at a CNG station.  These folks had some serious money!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S9c0Hcjgh8I/AAAAAAAAATk/1hLHdfISm7k/s1600/Batman+Car_1.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S9c0Hcjgh8I/AAAAAAAAATk/1hLHdfISm7k/s320/Batman+Car_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464893975366240194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S9c0V8xI8tI/AAAAAAAAATs/BxFyWLBD9no/s1600/Batman+Car_2.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S9c0V8xI8tI/AAAAAAAAATs/BxFyWLBD9no/s320/Batman+Car_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464894224531518162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-5771710637455562859?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/5771710637455562859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=5771710637455562859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/5771710637455562859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/5771710637455562859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/04/st-george.html' title='St. George!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S9ckcKesRhI/AAAAAAAAATU/Siq4l8lt63E/s72-c/on+the+road.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-2240838086093451878</id><published>2010-04-09T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T08:43:14.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, oh wonderful day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S79K3klvNCI/AAAAAAAAATM/XiKlTESEwFU/s1600/springFlowers_Mixed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S79K3klvNCI/AAAAAAAAATM/XiKlTESEwFU/s320/springFlowers_Mixed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458163591971550242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love days on which I get flowers for no reason at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found them on my desk when I got to work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could be better than that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks bestest husband in the world!&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/8859792943847891913-2240838086093451878?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/2240838086093451878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=2240838086093451878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/2240838086093451878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/2240838086093451878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/04/ah-oh-wonderful-day.html' title='Ah, oh wonderful day!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S79K3klvNCI/AAAAAAAAATM/XiKlTESEwFU/s72-c/springFlowers_Mixed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-995488788746256376</id><published>2010-03-26T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T10:37:09.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do with the time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life as a college student is nearing the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking 2 classes this summer and I will be done forever and moving on to the next phase in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...I'm so happy to be done, but I always have a hard time changing up my daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school?  What will I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a full time career in the near future I decided it would be too much to continue coaching cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, bitter sweet.  Lova love those girls and I will miss them like crazy, but I didn't feel like I could be a reliable coach for them next year considering I would be working 40+ hours a week.  I'd be stressed trying to be in two places at once and I'm sure the girls and the studio would be frustrated I wasn't putting forth my all into coaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with no school and no cheer.  I have decided I need a hobby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winner is...YOGA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes,  I am taking my first class on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I have done a little research on yoga and if any of you care to know of some of the benefits here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aging.  Posture. Strength. Energy. Weight. Sleep. Balance. Core strength. Mood. Stress Reduction. Anxiety. Self-acceptance. Self-control. Mind-body connection. Positive outlook on life. Hostility. Concentration. Memory. Attention. Calmness. Muscle tone. Endurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a hippie, but hey I'm excited.  Just what I need!&lt;br /&gt;Next time you see me don't be surprised if I can do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S6zvAX7qF9I/AAAAAAAAATE/0dPzZOOAgzc/s1600/yoga.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S6zvAX7qF9I/AAAAAAAAATE/0dPzZOOAgzc/s320/yoga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452996038542104530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ha, Yeah right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-995488788746256376?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/995488788746256376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=995488788746256376' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/995488788746256376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/995488788746256376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-to-do-with-time.html' title='What to do with the time?'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S6zvAX7qF9I/AAAAAAAAATE/0dPzZOOAgzc/s72-c/yoga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-5098331806685747259</id><published>2010-03-19T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T13:59:08.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Has it been a year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why yes it has.  How time flies.  Last Friday Trevor and I celebrated our first year anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we get started, I forgot my camera.  Genius, I know.  We bought a disposable one, but haven't gotten the pictures back yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The festivities included...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddox - an incredible steak house up north.  Everything was so fresh!  It better be.  The ranch was right next to the restaurant.  You look at a cow as your walking in and think...that might be my dinner.  Sigh, kind of sad, but the food was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor surprised me with the Swiss Family Robinson Room at the anniversary inn in Logan.  There was a tree in the middle of our room and a fish tank!  A huge jet tub, room service, cheesecake, movies, all the makes of a romantic evening.  ;)  Thanks honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  went and saw Alice in Wonderland the next day and later that night we celebrated good ol' Ty's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to agree with my cute friend Kylee who already posted about her anniversary.  When we were sitting in the temple  year ago I didn't think I could love Trevor any more, but as time goes by I am amazed at how much more I love him everyday.  We have grown together so much this year and I am so lucky to have him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to us and years full of excitement and fun to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-5098331806685747259?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/5098331806685747259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=5098331806685747259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/5098331806685747259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/5098331806685747259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/03/has-it-been-year.html' title='Has it been a year?'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-7405263978379907586</id><published>2010-03-11T10:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T11:12:22.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealous? You should be!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt;, the new addition to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S5k_Z54cArI/AAAAAAAAASk/75-xYrAzV7A/s1600-h/10476322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S5k_Z54cArI/AAAAAAAAASk/75-xYrAzV7A/s320/10476322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447454938548142770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He might not be a looker, but he is a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;natural gas car&lt;/span&gt; that we can fill up for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;$5&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 1998 Honda civic came to our family after being owned by the government.  He runs like a dream and only has 40,000 miles on him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, for his age he is in great shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S5k_f8m3GrI/AAAAAAAAASs/sRWSVoWzMpk/s1600-h/10476331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S5k_f8m3GrI/AAAAAAAAASs/sRWSVoWzMpk/s320/10476331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447455042358942386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His dashboard still makes me chuckle though...what a glance into the past.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S5k_nq29QRI/AAAAAAAAAS0/2Ve1fPWzD0g/s1600-h/10476326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S5k_nq29QRI/AAAAAAAAAS0/2Ve1fPWzD0g/s320/10476326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447455175033569554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got him for a great price, especially with a tax credit.  I've gotta give it to my husband for finding such a great deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He might not be a brand new car or even a car from the 20th century, but he's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ours&lt;/span&gt;!  He is our first big purchase together since we've been married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the fam &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&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/8859792943847891913-7405263978379907586?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/7405263978379907586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=7405263978379907586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7405263978379907586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7405263978379907586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/03/jealous-you-should-be.html' title='Jealous? You should be!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S5k_Z54cArI/AAAAAAAAASk/75-xYrAzV7A/s72-c/10476322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-4939307777624067970</id><published>2010-03-09T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T13:36:52.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey here we come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, come May trevor, me, and my family will be making the journey to Antalya, Turkey to enjoy this quaint town and beautiful beaches!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S5aYdFKuldI/AAAAAAAAASU/AeXTyvIiwtY/s1600-h/Antalya+Marina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S5aYdFKuldI/AAAAAAAAASU/AeXTyvIiwtY/s320/Antalya+Marina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446708424721995218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S5aYh_D3LyI/AAAAAAAAASc/7mpMDl7EVH0/s1600-h/antalya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S5aYh_D3LyI/AAAAAAAAASc/7mpMDl7EVH0/s320/antalya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446708508981931810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad travels the world for his job and occasionally we get lucky and he takes us with him for a family vacation.&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/8859792943847891913-4939307777624067970?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/4939307777624067970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=4939307777624067970' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/4939307777624067970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/4939307777624067970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/03/turkey-here-we-come.html' title='Turkey here we come!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S5aYdFKuldI/AAAAAAAAASU/AeXTyvIiwtY/s72-c/Antalya+Marina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-2491701952167183114</id><published>2010-03-05T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T18:15:48.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It must have slipped</title><content type='html'>Just got home from teaching a tumbling class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two little boys decided to try the class for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not the most coordinated of little guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was spotting the older one on  a back handspring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting him to fall on his head, I was spotting him really close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bent his legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flipped backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right when he was upside down, butt in my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He FARTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, a loud, nasty, wet and juicy fart...in my FACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, yuck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the room was rolling with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't have been better.  I couldn't have been more disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I guess I was looking for a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed for 5 minutes straight.  Still laughing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-2491701952167183114?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/2491701952167183114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=2491701952167183114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/2491701952167183114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/2491701952167183114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-must-have-slipped.html' title='It must have slipped'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-9177148331063185710</id><published>2010-02-23T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T14:01:09.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats Girlies!</title><content type='html'>This past weekend was cheer nationals in Vegas.  I wanted to give a shout out to all my little cheerleaders!  I couldn't be more proud of them!  We finished out the year with 5 first place trophies and a third place trophy at nationals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the girls were heartbroken because our goal was an undefeated year.  We only got beat by .25 of a point for second place and .9 of a point for first place.  SO CLOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls looked so great and I hoped they had a great time.  It so fun watching them perform and get recognition for a routine they have worked so hard on this year.  They have all progressed so much and I was honored to be their coach this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for a great year HEAT WAVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To watch the routine we took to nationals click on the youtube link below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bEUBnSXUhik&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-9177148331063185710?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/9177148331063185710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=9177148331063185710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/9177148331063185710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/9177148331063185710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/02/congrats-girlies.html' title='Congrats Girlies!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-7800889381473492510</id><published>2010-01-20T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T14:13:21.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My pledge to the world</title><content type='html'>For the past couple weeks I have been dealing with some real complainers/whiners.  I wont go into detail, but needless to say the constant complaining has nearly put me over the top.&lt;br /&gt;For the most part I feel like I am a pretty positive person and I don't think I am entitled to any special treatment...but today I caught myself complaining about things here and there....Urch!!!!  Not okay!  I refuse to be like these oh so wonderful people who always find something to complain or whine about.&lt;br /&gt;So to all you out there who are listening and care...or don't even care, but still listening...I pledge from this day forward I will not be a complainer or a whiner.  I will make the best out of what life gives me and I will do it with a smile on my face and a positive attitude.  Not to say I wont fight for what I want, but I refuse to do it whining and complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new mottos to live by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of complaining that the rosebush is full of thorns, be happy that the thorn bush has roses.  ~Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have time to whine and complain about something then you have the time to do something about it.  ~Anthony J. D'Angelo, The College Blue Book&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-7800889381473492510?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/7800889381473492510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=7800889381473492510' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7800889381473492510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7800889381473492510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-pledge-to-world.html' title='My pledge to the world'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-2092722367417149201</id><published>2010-01-19T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T09:18:03.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning commute + bad weather = a waste of time</title><content type='html'>Just got to work after spending over two hours trying to get to school today.  By the time I finally got to school my one class for the day was over.  What a waste of time and gas.  Isn't winter over yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-2092722367417149201?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/2092722367417149201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=2092722367417149201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/2092722367417149201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/2092722367417149201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/01/morning-commute-bad-weather-waste-of.html' title='morning commute + bad weather = a waste of time'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-7856307519307842103</id><published>2010-01-05T16:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:27:42.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To say the least we were very spoiled this year for christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trev's big present was an iphone.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QdjVHEW_I/AAAAAAAAASE/-qiGELcKF48/s1600-h/CIMG1092.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QdjVHEW_I/AAAAAAAAASE/-qiGELcKF48/s320/CIMG1092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423492344060337138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my wish list were those reebock easytone shoes that supposedly tone your butt and thighs (cross your fingers...i'll let you know how they work.)  I also got my all-time favorite gift that will never get old.  A facial.  :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0Qdw0a-S4I/AAAAAAAAASM/S52os7zHYBI/s1600-h/CIMG1093.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0Qdw0a-S4I/AAAAAAAAASM/S52os7zHYBI/s320/CIMG1093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423492575803624322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Trev's valiant attempt on trying to wrap my present...lets face it is not one of his talents, but I appreciate him taking the time to wrap my present.  He was downstairs trying to wrap this for about a half an hour&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QdLhXjTMI/AAAAAAAAAR8/xzys1vjp3Nw/s1600-h/CIMG1091.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QdLhXjTMI/AAAAAAAAAR8/xzys1vjp3Nw/s320/CIMG1091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423491935033838786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifts from our families included rockband, leather jacket (for me), sport coat (for trev), super nice backpacking gear, flight and hotel to arizona (i'll explain later), well needed odds and ends, and gift cards. Thanks moms, dads, grandma, grandpa, aunts, uncles, cousins, and siblings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't have asked for a better Christmas...well, maybe except for not having to throw up all night.  Of course our first Christmas night together we were sick.  Trev was feeling a little sick earlier on Christmas and when we got home the poor guy threw up.  Only after saying I didn't even remember the last time I had thrown up  did I feel a little quezzy and join my husband's sick state.  It must have been a 24 hour virus or something because the next day we were fine.  Gotta love our great luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years Eve was spent with a few of our good friends Logan and Lisa and Matt and Amy.  We went to Tepanyaki and Sherlock Holmes.  Not your typical New Year's Eve celebration but we had a good time together.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QcvjQTqMI/AAAAAAAAAR0/sE9BmOXyWCE/s1600-h/CIMG1098_v.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QcvjQTqMI/AAAAAAAAAR0/sE9BmOXyWCE/s320/CIMG1098_v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423491454503987394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0Qca5yO7BI/AAAAAAAAARs/-UDtFdW3Jhw/s1600-h/CIMG1097_v.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0Qca5yO7BI/AAAAAAAAARs/-UDtFdW3Jhw/s320/CIMG1097_v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423491099774610450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple months ago I told Trevor he could buy a motorcycle, but when he brought it home and told me how much it had cost I made him take it back.  Typical woman who can't make up her mind, I know.  To make it up to him I bought tickets to the Green Bay Packers vs. Arizona Cardinals football game in Arizona.  We couldn't have asked for a better time to make a trip to Arizona.  What a well needed WARM vacation from the cold weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Phoneix Zoo (which, by the way, is SO much better than the Hoggle Zoo).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QbKkpkBiI/AAAAAAAAARc/3U7SKO8-dDA/s1600-h/CIMG1127.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QbKkpkBiI/AAAAAAAAARc/3U7SKO8-dDA/s320/CIMG1127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423489719711565346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to dinner with Trev's mission companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited the Mesa temple.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QavHkotgI/AAAAAAAAARU/GAMu3cEUrZE/s1600-h/CIMG1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QavHkotgI/AAAAAAAAARU/GAMu3cEUrZE/s320/CIMG1135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423489248049804802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hung out and relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QbuWUVdiI/AAAAAAAAARk/26-fQzzAQF8/s1600-h/CIMG1100.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QbuWUVdiI/AAAAAAAAARk/26-fQzzAQF8/s320/CIMG1100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423490334339724834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, went to the game.  Trev was like a little kid going to Disneyland for the first time.  (For those of you who don't know Trev is a HUGE football fan.)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QaIAccwdI/AAAAAAAAARM/AH9xGJK0xTY/s1600-h/CIMG1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QaIAccwdI/AAAAAAAAARM/AH9xGJK0xTY/s320/CIMG1137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423488576121520594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QZ5wiavOI/AAAAAAAAARE/Y9jyL6VD7eE/s1600-h/CIMG1138.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QZ5wiavOI/AAAAAAAAARE/Y9jyL6VD7eE/s320/CIMG1138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423488331333418210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to get away and spend time together without the hustle and bustle of real life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-7856307519307842103?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/7856307519307842103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=7856307519307842103' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7856307519307842103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7856307519307842103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2010/01/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='A Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/S0QdjVHEW_I/AAAAAAAAASE/-qiGELcKF48/s72-c/CIMG1092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-2476789075275621619</id><published>2009-12-14T08:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:37:40.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend full of fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a girls night on Friday night and we went and saw Princess and the Frog.  Love it!!!  You can never go wrong with a Disney princess movie.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SyZosK75fDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/087NLwE1CzA/s1600-h/the-princess-and-the-frog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SyZosK75fDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/087NLwE1CzA/s320/the-princess-and-the-frog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415130710018718770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cheerleaders had their first competition on Saturday...we took first place!  Yahoo, we were pretty stoked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went and saw the Forgotten Carols on Saturday night.  A running tradition in my family.  The music is so powerful.  It really gets you thinking about the true meaning of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SyZo66pNfKI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pwxXEqmdWaE/s1600-h/page-carols.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SyZo66pNfKI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pwxXEqmdWaE/s320/page-carols.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415130963343408290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Sunday the girls made some Christmas candy.  Yum.  Divinity, carmel, fudge, and peanut brittle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SyZoNdrpHWI/AAAAAAAAAQc/dCjviASJp_8/s1600-h/CIMG1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SyZoNdrpHWI/AAAAAAAAAQc/dCjviASJp_8/s320/CIMG1085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415130182474866018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poor Trev was stuck in the other room studying for finals the whole night though.  :(  Hang in there...you're almost done.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SyZodqAWlWI/AAAAAAAAAQk/frmuIkGcBME/s1600-h/CIMG1087.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SyZodqAWlWI/AAAAAAAAAQk/frmuIkGcBME/s320/CIMG1087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415130460660864354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-2476789075275621619?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/2476789075275621619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=2476789075275621619' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/2476789075275621619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/2476789075275621619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/12/weekend-full-of-fun.html' title='A weekend full of fun'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SyZosK75fDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/087NLwE1CzA/s72-c/the-princess-and-the-frog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-3470662495353537044</id><published>2009-11-19T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:33:00.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We did it!</title><content type='html'>If any of you are wondering...we survived!  The girls looked great!&lt;br /&gt;HUGE sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;We still have things to work on, but things can only go up from here.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-3470662495353537044?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/3470662495353537044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=3470662495353537044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3470662495353537044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3470662495353537044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-did-it.html' title='We did it!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-4060173774078690101</id><published>2009-11-18T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T07:36:11.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complete and total stress</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned in my previous post, the woman that I coach with (aka my boss at Elite) had her baby yesterday.  So that leaves me in charge of all three competitive cheerleading teams.  Nothing I couldn't handle...so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph's younger team who is usually amazing had THE roughest practice last night.  Usually not a big deal, everyone has a bad practice once in awhile, except for the fact they are performing tomorrow.  I was so frustrated last night and feel bad that I made the girls frustrated too.  I can't help but think it was me that made them look so awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though there is nothing I can do about it now except hope for the best I still am stressing, BIG TIME!  I couldn't sleep last night because I was up all night thinking about that darn routine and this morning I have a crazy headache...carried over from last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone say a little prayer and cross your fingers that the girls can get through their routine tomorrow and that I don't get an ulcer in the meantime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-4060173774078690101?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/4060173774078690101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=4060173774078690101' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/4060173774078690101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/4060173774078690101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/11/complete-and-total-stress.html' title='Complete and total stress'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-7574993705325428409</id><published>2009-11-17T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:55:18.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what I made...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cute woman I coach with is having her baby boy tomorrow.  I made these onesies for her and I am surprisingly happy with the way they turned out!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SwLUZff1J-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/df6aNnMbJjA/s1600/onsies.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SwLUZff1J-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/df6aNnMbJjA/s320/onsies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405116037214840802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SwLVWHY7yyI/AAAAAAAAAQM/LZ1C8ewF5bA/s1600/CIMG1063.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SwLVWHY7yyI/AAAAAAAAAQM/LZ1C8ewF5bA/s320/CIMG1063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405117078715484962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SwLVMz6OEoI/AAAAAAAAAQE/YLJl5N_rONU/s1600/CIMG1062.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SwLVMz6OEoI/AAAAAAAAAQE/YLJl5N_rONU/s320/CIMG1062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405116918867563138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SwLU9s4qYbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/UZ04pxHu0xc/s1600/CIMG1060.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SwLU9s4qYbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/UZ04pxHu0xc/s320/CIMG1060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405116659283943858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SwLUx1Ftx0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/XMyTwr69avw/s1600/CIMG1059.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SwLUx1Ftx0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/XMyTwr69avw/s320/CIMG1059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405116455327745858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SwLUpf59CQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/powABFy28eo/s1600/CIMG1057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SwLUpf59CQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/powABFy28eo/s320/CIMG1057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405116312202316034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-7574993705325428409?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/7574993705325428409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=7574993705325428409' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7574993705325428409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7574993705325428409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/11/look-what-i-made.html' title='Look what I made...'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SwLUZff1J-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/df6aNnMbJjA/s72-c/onsies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-1273538692487721663</id><published>2009-11-06T07:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T08:13:18.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Project Runway.  Heard of it?  Love it!  Trevor likes it too &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(even though he wont admit it)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Meet Christopher...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRFHP23zfI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nu-Za9q43Ww/s1600-h/Christopher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRFHP23zfI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nu-Za9q43Ww/s320/Christopher.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401017843942149618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loved Christopher at the beginning of the season.  He designed some incredible pieces!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRHAf_TwgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/JG5hzu2PaTY/s1600-h/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B6%2BEpisode%2B1%2BChristopher%2BStraub%2B0-copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRHAf_TwgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/JG5hzu2PaTY/s320/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B6%2BEpisode%2B1%2BChristopher%2BStraub%2B0-copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401019927036674562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(made out of newspaper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRFRZ_5vYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/P6HS8-pYrPM/s1600-h/project-runway-christopher-newspaper-challenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRFRZ_5vYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/P6HS8-pYrPM/s320/project-runway-christopher-newspaper-challenge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401018018463071618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRG1hrwNaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/QaAy2T4w1jA/s1600-h/project-runway-6-episode-6-christopher-katie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRG1hrwNaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/QaAy2T4w1jA/s320/project-runway-6-episode-6-christopher-katie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401019738512962978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...as Heidi Klum says it "One day your in, and the next day your out."&lt;br /&gt;Well, one day Christopher bombed it&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRHWHaXcLI/AAAAAAAAAPE/A2KOi4lXKr4/s1600-h/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B6%2BEpisode%2B8%2BChristopher%2BR1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRHWHaXcLI/AAAAAAAAAPE/A2KOi4lXKr4/s320/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B6%2BEpisode%2B8%2BChristopher%2BR1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401020298396397746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and continued to really bomb it&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (for 5 plus weeks in a row)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRHk-uGpSI/AAAAAAAAAPM/szUjLs1CAkk/s1600-h/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B6%2BEpisode%2B9%2BChristopher%2BR2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRHk-uGpSI/AAAAAAAAAPM/szUjLs1CAkk/s320/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B6%2BEpisode%2B9%2BChristopher%2BR2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401020553761301794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRIBWsaNsI/AAAAAAAAAPc/_xnAARojts8/s1600-h/pr6-ep10-chrisandnicolas-images1022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRIBWsaNsI/AAAAAAAAAPc/_xnAARojts8/s320/pr6-ep10-chrisandnicolas-images1022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401021041232983746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRH2EgJm_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/fEQCux0CHdQ/s1600-h/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B6%2BEpisode%2B7%2BNicolas%2BR1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRH2EgJm_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/fEQCux0CHdQ/s320/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B6%2BEpisode%2B7%2BNicolas%2BR1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401020847371164658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and week after week great designers were kicked off because, for some reason, the judges decided to keep him.&lt;br /&gt;Last night justice was finally served!  No more Christopher!  He got the boot and I couldn't be happier.  :)&lt;br /&gt;"Auf wiedersehen" Christopher!&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/8859792943847891913-1273538692487721663?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/1273538692487721663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=1273538692487721663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/1273538692487721663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/1273538692487721663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s about time!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvRFHP23zfI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nu-Za9q43Ww/s72-c/Christopher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-7499523405827640870</id><published>2009-11-04T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T07:50:31.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvGifDzgFJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/GWrm5l--g-I/s1600-h/Halloween09.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvGifDzgFJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/GWrm5l--g-I/s320/Halloween09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400276082674898066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year Trevor was the vampire and I was the vampire slayer.  We made quite the pair.  We had a blast putting together our costumes together&lt;br /&gt;What a bummer this holiday is over, but we are getting pumped up for the next one... THANKSGIVING!&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/8859792943847891913-7499523405827640870?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/7499523405827640870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=7499523405827640870' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7499523405827640870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7499523405827640870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-halloween.html' title='This is Halloween'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SvGifDzgFJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/GWrm5l--g-I/s72-c/Halloween09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-4894801383159818622</id><published>2009-10-21T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T07:29:47.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Placemat Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week was Fall Break and I had a whole week without school.  It was a dream!  With all my spare time I decided to make Halloween placemats!  I know...so festive.  Give a whoop whoop hooray!  I love this time of year!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/St8avDijiGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/EmPr9z6W6Y4/s1600-h/CIMG1036.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/St8avDijiGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/EmPr9z6W6Y4/s320/CIMG1036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395060274319558754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/St8aXLd9yAI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5GOAazl5HM8/s1600-h/CIMG1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/St8aXLd9yAI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5GOAazl5HM8/s320/CIMG1029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395059864130930690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/St8akPiBoVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/o_J1wPxADcU/s1600-h/CIMG1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/St8akPiBoVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/o_J1wPxADcU/s320/CIMG1034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395060088560001362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-4894801383159818622?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/4894801383159818622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=4894801383159818622' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/4894801383159818622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/4894801383159818622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/10/placemat-madness.html' title='Placemat Madness'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/St8avDijiGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/EmPr9z6W6Y4/s72-c/CIMG1036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-1704768782844787731</id><published>2009-10-09T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:49:30.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Do List:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Ss9pTGZM8qI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BK0EE7Cca48/s1600-h/halloween_pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Ss9pTGZM8qI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BK0EE7Cca48/s320/halloween_pumpkin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390643055840522914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is 3 weeks away and we have so much to do before then!  Halloween is the best, and there are things you just CANNOT miss out on!  We still need to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carve a pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;Go to a haunted house&lt;br /&gt;Watch Hocus Pocus and Charlie Brown's great pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;Go to Thriller&lt;br /&gt;Make pumpkin bread&lt;br /&gt;Go to Frightmeres at Lagoon--I have free tickets from work.  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Go to the Scarecrow Festival--my cheerleaders are performing there next week...I hope we are ready!&lt;br /&gt;Go to a corn maze&lt;br /&gt;Find a costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many fun things to do this month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-1704768782844787731?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/1704768782844787731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=1704768782844787731' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/1704768782844787731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/1704768782844787731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-do-list.html' title='To Do List:'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Ss9pTGZM8qI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BK0EE7Cca48/s72-c/halloween_pumpkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-3902869709065218864</id><published>2009-09-28T07:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T07:40:27.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday night Trevor took me to The Roof to celebrate my 22nd birthday.  Yes, I am a very lucky girl.  :)  That place is incredible.  There was a picture perfect sunset that night that only added to the already jaw-dropping view.     The food was great and the dessert was even better.  We didn't walk out of the restaurant...we rolled out.  We were so stuffed!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SsDKSVA-RgI/AAAAAAAAANY/KdejS2gQVSw/s1600-h/SLC+Temple.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SsDKSVA-RgI/AAAAAAAAANY/KdejS2gQVSw/s320/SLC+Temple.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386527570562795010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank for such a great night and weekend Trev!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SsDKJwVyuPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/lEUcjeOW8ng/s1600-h/TN_Roof.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SsDKJwVyuPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/lEUcjeOW8ng/s320/TN_Roof.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386527423279053042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, I am going to need a round of applause because on Saturday I made HOMEMADE rolls and they were delicious!!!  I am not the greatest cook.  Whenever I try to make dinner something always seems to go wrong with the recipe and it never tastes as good as I remember.   I was feeling rather ambitious on Saturday and decided to try and make these rolls for Trev's humanitarian trip reunion.  I seriously am still in shock that they worked and they were so good!  Yay for me!  I have been inspired to start cooking more.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SsDKrauZ66I/AAAAAAAAANg/4Bvdq8STr1Q/s1600-h/Rolls.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SsDKrauZ66I/AAAAAAAAANg/4Bvdq8STr1Q/s320/Rolls.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386528001592257442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-3902869709065218864?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/3902869709065218864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=3902869709065218864' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3902869709065218864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3902869709065218864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SsDKSVA-RgI/AAAAAAAAANY/KdejS2gQVSw/s72-c/SLC+Temple.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-3734699485436843735</id><published>2009-09-15T09:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T10:00:03.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Blood?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember this picture? Our own little Dracula?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sq_G13jZR8I/AAAAAAAAANA/sBzJxbfMWyc/s1600-h/CIMG1007.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sq_G13jZR8I/AAAAAAAAANA/sBzJxbfMWyc/s320/CIMG1007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381738708478805954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well...it looks like Trev's hair will not be the only thing he and Dracula have in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Trevor was offered a job at a blood/plasma clinic.  He is stoked.  No more Discover Card and no more searching for a job in the medical field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sq_HvDjpTBI/AAAAAAAAANI/hdZwFIdYGkY/s1600-h/mbcn697l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sq_HvDjpTBI/AAAAAAAAANI/hdZwFIdYGkY/s320/mbcn697l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381739690953624594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more could he ask for?  One step closer to medical school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-3734699485436843735?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/3734699485436843735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=3734699485436843735' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3734699485436843735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3734699485436843735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/09/got-blood.html' title='Got Blood?'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sq_G13jZR8I/AAAAAAAAANA/sBzJxbfMWyc/s72-c/CIMG1007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-2891230589480855604</id><published>2009-09-11T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T12:36:59.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bow wow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a random bog but...I am just thinking about how much I want a puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you resist anything as cute as these puppies?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SqqlTfk10QI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Q5C70R-Dg9E/s1600-h/570pxBeagle_puppy_portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SqqlTfk10QI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Q5C70R-Dg9E/s320/570pxBeagle_puppy_portrait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380294459159597314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SqqlaItDNfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jLA-mJJp8W4/s1600-h/beagle-dog.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SqqlaItDNfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jLA-mJJp8W4/s320/beagle-dog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380294573279098354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trev has always wanted a pug..yuck...but we have decided that when we can get a dog we are going to get a beagle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are energetic, get along great with people and other dogs, they don't shed a lot, and not to mention they are crazy adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I have even picked out the name for our future puppy.  Wait for it...Bruno!  No, not after the flamboyant Australian from the recent movie, but the loyal dog from Cinderella (my favorite Disney movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SqqmOrmlJOI/AAAAAAAAAM4/YQzeSZB5pSs/s1600-h/2007Bruno.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SqqmOrmlJOI/AAAAAAAAAM4/YQzeSZB5pSs/s320/2007Bruno.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380295476000400610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am still trying to sell Trevor on the name.  I have plenty of time though...my dad has band dogs from the townhouse we are living in.  Probably for the best.  We have no yard and an energetic puppy like Bruno will need plenty of room to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-2891230589480855604?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/2891230589480855604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=2891230589480855604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/2891230589480855604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/2891230589480855604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/09/bow-wow.html' title='Bow wow!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SqqlTfk10QI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Q5C70R-Dg9E/s72-c/570pxBeagle_puppy_portrait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-6120859774040738954</id><published>2009-08-31T07:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T08:18:03.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealous?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How does everyone like Trev's new hairdo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love it!&lt;br /&gt;A mix between a vampire and a wolverine.  Completely irresistible, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvegDHp4NI/AAAAAAAAALQ/rZ18eiL3df4/s1600-h/CIMG1007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvegDHp4NI/AAAAAAAAALQ/rZ18eiL3df4/s320/CIMG1007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376135222371410130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvenQ4JPPI/AAAAAAAAALY/QQ1iMAFDHH8/s1600-h/CIMG1009.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvenQ4JPPI/AAAAAAAAALY/QQ1iMAFDHH8/s320/CIMG1009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376135346323537138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when we have a couple hours to burn on Sunday.  I couldn't take Trevor serious the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, here are pictures of Trevor's humanitarian trip to Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvfmDmftGI/AAAAAAAAALg/lW0Vao2LAAA/s1600-h/CIMG0932.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvfmDmftGI/AAAAAAAAALg/lW0Vao2LAAA/s320/CIMG0932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376136425091609698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first night Trevor got to Mexico his group stayed in Guadalajara.  A city of 7 million people!&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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvgINh4V3I/AAAAAAAAALo/9jaKbtP2wjU/s1600-h/House.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvgINh4V3I/AAAAAAAAALo/9jaKbtP2wjU/s320/House.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376137011872159602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next day the group made their way to a little village about an hour out of Guadalajara.  This is what the typical house looked like.  Bricks carelessly thrown on top of each other and held in place with slopped on cement.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvhK_2ZooI/AAAAAAAAALw/-IbHuxA6sOU/s1600-h/WaterBase.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvhK_2ZooI/AAAAAAAAALw/-IbHuxA6sOU/s320/WaterBase.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376138159251366530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The task for the week was to complete a series of water storage towers for the village.  The village had been hauling water in on their donkeys.  The villagers were told to prepare the base of the storage before Trev and the rest of the volunteers could help.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpviJTUMf_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/m-DsNk7TgZA/s1600-h/ChickenFence.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpviJTUMf_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/m-DsNk7TgZA/s320/ChickenFence.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376139229628497906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weaving this type of barbwire fence was the next step.  The volunteers taught the villagers every step of the process so that the towers could continue to be built when the volunteers had left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvjcPNFzZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HVGUK3bZBNw/s1600-h/Wate+Tower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvjcPNFzZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HVGUK3bZBNw/s320/Wate+Tower.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376140654454099346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The chicken-wire was then placed around the base of the storage and filled with cement.  Although the water in the storage tower will still need to be boiled before use, this system will be such an upgrade from the daily trip to the lake for water. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvkYWZjd_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/YgK4KJHgjy4/s1600-h/Land.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvkYWZjd_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/YgK4KJHgjy4/s320/Land.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376141687177574386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The village was located in the mountains not your tropical Mexico vacation spot.  Trevor said the weather was a perfect 72-80 degrees.  This land is owned by the man who organized for Trev's volunteer group to come and help his village.  Trev says that he was the "it" in the village.  Although poor compared to our standards, he was the richest man in town.  He was the only man in the village to own his own toilet! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Spvm1orlzRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Ewm2HxcHY4I/s1600-h/Soccer.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Spvm1orlzRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Ewm2HxcHY4I/s320/Soccer.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376144389324524818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At first the villagers weren't thrilled about a bunch of Americans coming to their village, but by the end of the week their opinions about Americans had changed.  This is Trev and a few volunteers playing soccer with some of the kids from the village.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvoVcf-DZI/AAAAAAAAAMY/iPzX7r-IiyQ/s1600-h/TrevandFriend.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvoVcf-DZI/AAAAAAAAAMY/iPzX7r-IiyQ/s320/TrevandFriend.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376146035321998738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trevor had a great time and said it was an opportunity  everyone should experience.  We are both hoping to go on a humanitarian trip to Costa Rica this March.&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/8859792943847891913-6120859774040738954?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/6120859774040738954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=6120859774040738954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/6120859774040738954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/6120859774040738954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/08/jealous.html' title='Jealous?'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SpvegDHp4NI/AAAAAAAAALQ/rZ18eiL3df4/s72-c/CIMG1007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-8570578677381893390</id><published>2009-08-27T09:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T09:12:39.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;For those who plan on getting a Communication degree at the University of the Utah...think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you plan on working and taking required communication courses at the U...think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you plan on a schedule that actually makes sense and allows you to drive up to school just once a day....think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you plan on graduating at a certain time...think again...it will be pushed back by the lack of classes offered by the department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is four days into the semester and I am so frustrated with this Communication department I can hardly function.  My schedule has been turned completely upside down multiple times.  I have had to drop courses because of one prerequisite.  I have been unable to sign up for classes because of that one prerequisite.  I have been unable to sign up for classes because they offer one, maybe two, of required courses for the gazillion of communication students.  Classes fill up faster than a blink of an eye and they stay that way.  The professors up there are completely unwilling to add an extra 3 students to their classes.  Heaven for bid they throw 3 more scantrons into the machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...if anyone needs anything from 1:45-4:35 pm on Mondays and Wednesdays let me know.  I will be sitting up to the U trying to kill time because a professor wouldn’t add me to his class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, a joke!     &lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-8570578677381893390?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/8570578677381893390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=8570578677381893390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/8570578677381893390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/8570578677381893390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-joke.html' title='What a joke'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-5574990465510868045</id><published>2009-08-20T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T13:56:28.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>48 hour count down</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;48 hours until my husband gets home from his humanitarian trip in Mexico, but who's counting?  He's been gone since Saturday and from the moment he left..actually BEFORE he even left I was going through with drawls.  I can hardly wait for Saturday afternoon to finally roll around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to those of you who sent your loves off on missions and waited anxiously for two years.  Majors kudos for those military wives who have to send their husbands off to war.  It takes a special kind of women to do that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-5574990465510868045?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/5574990465510868045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=5574990465510868045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/5574990465510868045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/5574990465510868045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/08/48-hour-count-down.html' title='48 hour count down'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-8121994829667688667</id><published>2009-08-13T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:29:17.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day that started it all</title><content type='html'>A year ago from today Trevor picked me up in his dad's copper colored sports car and took me on a nice long drive.  It was the first time I had seen Trev since his mission.  From the moment he picked me up to the moment he kissed me good-bye (yes, he kissed me the first night!) we were catching up at 100 miles per hour.  We talked about EVERYTHING.  After the drive we walked to Wal-Mart and rented a movie from RedBox and on our way home he was sweet enough to  give me a weed flower. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been more comfortable with someone as I am with Trev.  He not only puts up with my tantrums, randomness, humming, dancing, ups and downs but loves me through it all.  I couldn't be luckier and can't believe it has been a whole year from the day that started it all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SoRow6WexvI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/QGwc2yhojVU/s1600-h/IMG_1476.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SoRow6WexvI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/QGwc2yhojVU/s320/IMG_1476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369531845239031538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS  I decided to included this funny picture pre-mission.  I think we look so little...and so tan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-8121994829667688667?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/8121994829667688667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=8121994829667688667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/8121994829667688667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/8121994829667688667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-it-started-it-all.html' title='The day that started it all'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SoRow6WexvI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/QGwc2yhojVU/s72-c/IMG_1476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-3657338051432945486</id><published>2009-08-07T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T09:05:35.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We did it!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did it.  We made it through the summer semester and more importantly we made it through the summer semester alive and almost completely sane.  I have to say it was rough.  It was our first semester of being married and having jam packed schedules.  Dinner was rarely made, laundry and cleaning were hardly ever done, books and papers became a nice accessory to our table and floor décor.  Project after project and test after test left us little time for the gym or any kind relaxing.  Throw into the mix plenty of hours of work and few hours of "you and me" time and you've got our lives these past couple months in a nutshell.  But...we did it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SnxP2CKYHNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U3E84fLXWtY/s1600-h/CIMG0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SnxP2CKYHNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U3E84fLXWtY/s320/CIMG0924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367252645630713042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In celebration of my last final on Wednesday and Trevor's last final on Thursday we went out for sushi at the Asian Star.  Ahh...what a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SnxPi1vmigI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Dho4ot-u9UA/s1600-h/CIMG0920.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SnxPi1vmigI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Dho4ot-u9UA/s320/CIMG0920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367252315879672322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got two weeks of freedom until we start it all over again.&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/8859792943847891913-3657338051432945486?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/3657338051432945486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=3657338051432945486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3657338051432945486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3657338051432945486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-did-it.html' title='We did it!!!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SnxP2CKYHNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U3E84fLXWtY/s72-c/CIMG0924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-4322616257754598784</id><published>2009-08-03T09:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:39:09.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 50th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday we celebrated Grandma and Grandpa Bahr's 50th anniversary!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SncXRbsmz4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/M127N986GRc/s1600-h/Grams%26Gramps.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SncXRbsmz4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/M127N986GRc/s320/Grams%26Gramps.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365783069295300482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The festivities included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the Desert Star...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SncXq8FXEvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/IwSsX2t5REs/s1600-h/JamesBlondeLong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SncXq8FXEvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/IwSsX2t5REs/s320/JamesBlondeLong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365783507485790962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at the Asian Star...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SncYbKUvKpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/z8ShdivMKEE/s1600-h/Asain+Star.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SncYbKUvKpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/z8ShdivMKEE/s320/Asain+Star.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365784335942101650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sncc2pZTwRI/AAAAAAAAAJA/be9QzMs76jU/s1600-h/Curtis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sncc2pZTwRI/AAAAAAAAAJA/be9QzMs76jU/s320/Curtis.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365789206185754898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake and presents at the Ostlers...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SncZ2HaCm4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/BYYttvyXaSc/s1600-h/Grams%26Grapms2.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SncZ2HaCm4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/BYYttvyXaSc/s320/Grams%26Grapms2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365785898527136642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(A book of pictures and memories of Grandma and Grandpa.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SncasfzHU9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/BUYhYXW7xgs/s1600-h/Cutting+Cake.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SncasfzHU9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/BUYhYXW7xgs/s320/Cutting+Cake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365786832787690450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SncbR7-5WoI/AAAAAAAAAI4/i4l6Y9SXuWo/s1600-h/Laughing.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SncbR7-5WoI/AAAAAAAAAI4/i4l6Y9SXuWo/s320/Laughing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365787476008458882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And spending time with family...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sncdyn29K4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/6gsCekSbOyY/s1600-h/Grandpa+%26+Brandon.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sncdyn29K4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/6gsCekSbOyY/s320/Grandpa+%26+Brandon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365790236565384066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Snce_xAmSOI/AAAAAAAAAJY/fNmIQg52H3c/s1600-h/Josie+and+LIzzie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Snce_xAmSOI/AAAAAAAAAJY/fNmIQg52H3c/s320/Josie+and+LIzzie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365791561871673570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SncgEChaqnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/N8r1V4uWglI/s1600-h/Tramp+girls.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SncgEChaqnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/N8r1V4uWglI/s320/Tramp+girls.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365792734803831410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SnceYNAEgtI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/56iI_LGLXhs/s1600-h/Leslie+%26+Taylor.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SnceYNAEgtI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/56iI_LGLXhs/s320/Leslie+%26+Taylor.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365790882190885586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor and I have 49 years and 7 months until we celebrate this milestone.&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Grandma and Grandpa!&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/8859792943847891913-4322616257754598784?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/4322616257754598784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=4322616257754598784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/4322616257754598784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/4322616257754598784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-50th.html' title='Happy 50th!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SncXRbsmz4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/M127N986GRc/s72-c/Grams%26Gramps.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-6828326052986627139</id><published>2009-07-23T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T16:15:16.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do or Die...</title><content type='html'>Last weekend my family went on a memorable river rafting trip on the Colorado River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the night in a tiny town called Green River in eastern Utah...never heard of it?  Don't worry neither had I.  We were oh so lucky enough to stay in the best hotel in town!  Now, don't get jealous when I show you these pictures... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SmjsWOcKENI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x3AfxbLd8Ek/s1600-h/CIMG0843.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SmjsWOcKENI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x3AfxbLd8Ek/s320/CIMG0843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361795222962049234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We guesstimated the hotel was built in the 1960s and I don't think Trev and my room had been cleaned since then.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Smjtl9GmypI/AAAAAAAAAH4/iPGgVzwpBmk/s1600-h/CIMG0844.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Smjtl9GmypI/AAAAAAAAAH4/iPGgVzwpBmk/s320/CIMG0844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361796592697789074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Smjt-7Rq48I/AAAAAAAAAIA/g6UIAA7d-NI/s1600-h/CIMG0845.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Smjt-7Rq48I/AAAAAAAAAIA/g6UIAA7d-NI/s320/CIMG0845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361797021704053698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom has always been super picky about the quality of hotels we stay in so of course I had to get some candid shots of her in this top of the line hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following morning we woke up bright and early and drove about an hour to the Colorado River where we unloaded our group’s 12 rafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The riders in my raft included my two little sisters, Jessica and Leslie, my hubby and my brother, Curtis, as commander and chief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice quiet float and swim down the river and then stopped and had lunch on the side of the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch...the float was anything but nice and quiet!  Little did I know my favorite phrase for the next hour or two would be “Oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please” while clenching desperately to the raft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about every single rapid left either me or Trevor flinging from one side of raft to the other.  I have the nasty bruises to prove it.  There were a couple of times where I thought either Trevor or I was a goner but then at the last minute one of us would be thrown on top of the other pinning us in the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of the rapids we got sucked in and headed straight for the rock.  We went up...and over the rock...and...for some thank goodness reason we didn’t flip.  I remember looking at Trevor laying on the bottom of the boat after almost being tossed out and thinking we were doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the rapids seemed to be this intense...at least for me and Trev...just about every single rapid we thought we were done for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was even a moment were I thought our heads were going to be taken off.  We were in between rapids and headed straight for the rock wall...usually not a problem except for we were headed for this overhanging part of the rock.  The boat was turned side-ways so Trevor and I were the only ones that were going to get knocked out if the raft went under it.  Luckly Trev and I were quick on our matrix skills and slide down to the bottom of the raft and watched as the rock passed above us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SmjuWOva94I/AAAAAAAAAII/4ZDijYxCnpo/s1600-h/CIMG0849.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SmjuWOva94I/AAAAAAAAAII/4ZDijYxCnpo/s320/CIMG0849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361797422066104194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WE HAD A GREAT TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks big bro for getting us through those rapids with the a faulty raft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My mom is getting the pictures from our water-proof cameras developed.  As soon as I get the pictures from her I will post them.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-6828326052986627139?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/6828326052986627139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=6828326052986627139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/6828326052986627139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/6828326052986627139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-or-die.html' title='Do or Die...'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SmjsWOcKENI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x3AfxbLd8Ek/s72-c/CIMG0843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-3507312916160490539</id><published>2009-07-13T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T16:38:51.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest Slater 411</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SlvFSt9UMgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/anjfnrplP28/s1600-h/CIMG0842.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SlvFSt9UMgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/anjfnrplP28/s320/CIMG0842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358093107052425730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This summer I started coaching cheerleading at Elite Academy…and I can finally say I am starting to eat it up.  It was a real rough adjustment for me to go from coaching high school cheer to All-Star cheer.  The age difference and talent level really through me for a loop, but it is all starting to pay off.  My little elementary cheer girls are starting to really catch on and I am enjoying them more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the little stinkers on my squad.  She is a hoot.  I had the girls split up into groups and make up dances to the song “Dancing Queen” and these are the moves Bailee came up with.  Definitely a dancing queen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-760860a081167b04" 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://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D760860a081167b04%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330034604%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D30406DC34E199DDF2F4B2273CC607EB7AB77745E.791B2B088322A084116FDF4D4C128B305FA5F0D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D760860a081167b04%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Daqx1O4BUjzfitn-hSGytrZ9wLT4&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://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D760860a081167b04%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330034604%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D30406DC34E199DDF2F4B2273CC607EB7AB77745E.791B2B088322A084116FDF4D4C128B305FA5F0D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D760860a081167b04%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Daqx1O4BUjzfitn-hSGytrZ9wLT4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gym has also asked me to start helping with their teenage squad and in the fall I will teach a tumbling class and a basic cheer class for girls that are looking to tryout for high school cheer. Life will be even more jam-packed but I can’t wait!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SlvFZKFzuOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/2buK9P5g1To/s1600-h/mexico+cactus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SlvFZKFzuOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/2buK9P5g1To/s320/mexico+cactus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358093217683454178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As for Trev…I am super excited for the fellow. The middle of this August he will be going on a humanitarian trip to Mexico with the University of Utah. We are hoping this will help beef up his resume for medical school. I don’t know what I am going to do without him for a whole week though! It will be the longest period of time we have been apart since he got home about a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are both loving life, being married, and can’t wait for this summer semester to end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-3507312916160490539?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/3507312916160490539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=3507312916160490539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3507312916160490539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3507312916160490539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/07/latest-slater-411.html' title='The Latest Slater 411'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SlvFSt9UMgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/anjfnrplP28/s72-c/CIMG0842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-5105386045936282131</id><published>2009-07-06T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T12:47:18.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gas money, please? … I don’t think so!</title><content type='html'>Let me introduce to you two of my most recent favorite people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, a lovely man that my parents, Trev, and I met at Market Street Grill a couple weeks ago.  He was from Smithsville and had run out of gas on the freeway.  The second man Trev and I met on Saturday at South Town Mall who…you guessed it…had also ran out of gas on freeway.  They were both looking for some “gas donations”.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…I smell something fishy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After celebrating Trevor’s birthday at Market Street Grill “Gas Man #1” approached us asking for $15 for gas money.  I am the type of person that is convinced that everybody in the world is honest and genuine so naturally I gave him a few dollars (all the cash I had).  I then tracked down my parents to give him some money.  My mom gave him a few dollars and then asked how much he needed.  He replied, “15 dollars”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where things get sketchy…”Gas Man #1” then took the 20 dollar bill my father gave him AND kept the seven one dollar bills we had already given him making the grand total for his “gas money” $27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night rolls around.  Trev and I had just picked up our friends from the South Town Mall parking lot when “Gas Man #2” flagged us down.  Surprise!  He told the exact same tragic story of running out of gas on the freeway however, this time instead of being from Smithsville he worked at the University.  I wasn’t going to be fooled this time and was actually quite rude to the man.  Trevor on the other hand, got suckered in.  Trying to land a job at a hospital Trevor said we would give him a couple bucks if he gave us his email address to contact him for a job.  We made the exchange.  I nagged Trevor all night telling him the guy was a fake but Trevor said that he was sure the guy was being genuine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forward 5 hours later (same night).  In the process of dropping our friends off at their car guess who popped his head in from around the bushes…”Gas Man #2”!  Believe it or not, he started going off on his sob story that he had told us just 5 hours earlier.  What an IDIOT!!!  I got a kick out of it but Trevor was ticked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trev:  “We just gave you money 5 hours ago.”&lt;br /&gt;Gas Man #2:  “Oh…yeah…that’s right…Well, I need to buy a gas can.”   &lt;br /&gt;Trev:  “Right, thanks for being an honest person.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we wont be donating any “gas money” in the near future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-5105386045936282131?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/5105386045936282131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=5105386045936282131' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/5105386045936282131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/5105386045936282131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/07/gas-money-please-i-dont-think-so.html' title='Gas money, please? … I don’t think so!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-7102992040929659438</id><published>2009-06-18T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:19:00.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bliss</title><content type='html'>Here are a few photos that we just got from our videographer (aka Trev's cousin).  I wish I knew out how to post our video.  It's awesome!  Looks like the pictures will just have to do for now.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjpoXsJbnhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gFKQ9eufJe0/s1600-h/DSC07969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjpoXsJbnhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gFKQ9eufJe0/s320/DSC07969.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348702263652883986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjpoXZGh4PI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3shencuEBVg/s1600-h/DSC07958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjpoXZGh4PI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3shencuEBVg/s320/DSC07958.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348702258540437746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjpoXOzlWyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XYym73gPOFQ/s1600-h/DSC07940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjpoXOzlWyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XYym73gPOFQ/s320/DSC07940.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348702255776619298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sjpn62ylfoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/5_5BooLpa9g/s1600-h/DSC07933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sjpn62ylfoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/5_5BooLpa9g/s320/DSC07933.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348701768293645954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sjpn6gUelUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/f2VqYJXBya0/s1600-h/DSC07921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sjpn6gUelUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/f2VqYJXBya0/s320/DSC07921.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348701762261783874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sjpn6c_DnBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sFab3oemHAA/s1600-h/DSC07842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sjpn6c_DnBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sFab3oemHAA/s320/DSC07842.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348701761366629394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sjpn6SDOrlI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5N3IAJ1_OeY/s1600-h/DSC07883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sjpn6SDOrlI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5N3IAJ1_OeY/s320/DSC07883.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348701758431342162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sjpn6N4g-pI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FU_wcZBJ4dQ/s1600-h/DSC07828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sjpn6N4g-pI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FU_wcZBJ4dQ/s320/DSC07828.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348701757312662162" 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/8859792943847891913-7102992040929659438?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/7102992040929659438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=7102992040929659438' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7102992040929659438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7102992040929659438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-bliss.html' title='Wedding Bliss'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjpoXsJbnhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gFKQ9eufJe0/s72-c/DSC07969.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-8723365936795381786</id><published>2009-06-16T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:11:50.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, I know that I am a week late, but...I just wanted to give a shout out to Trevor Slater and wish him a Happy Birthday!  My hubby turned 22 years old last Wednesday.  We celebrated with balloons, streamers, tons of treats, and of course PRESENTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Don't mind the sleepy eyes and mismatch outfits...it was early...)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjgWXIVTFbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/AdeG9bUGvEU/s1600-h/CIMG0834.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjgWXIVTFbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/AdeG9bUGvEU/s320/CIMG0834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348049144132081074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjgWXVdabqI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GVuTT-QRI3I/s1600-h/CIMG0835.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjgWXVdabqI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GVuTT-QRI3I/s320/CIMG0835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348049147655777954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjgWX3MDB5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/VLB5LwxckG8/s1600-h/CIMG0836.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjgWX3MDB5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/VLB5LwxckG8/s320/CIMG0836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348049156709746578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjgWYJjRlcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/52dE9ZVLf8w/s1600-h/CIMG0837.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjgWYJjRlcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/52dE9ZVLf8w/s320/CIMG0837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348049161639007682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trev had a busy birthday between school, work, and then school again.  Like a good little wifey I decided to surprise him at work.  I left school early, picked up 15 yummy cupcakes from Granite Bakery, and headed off to Discover Card.  I made it there successfully but unfortunately the surprise did not go as well.  Those dang Discover Card people wouldn't let me drop them off.  Let's just say my coworkers really enjoyed the cupcakes.  At least I tried, right?&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/8859792943847891913-8723365936795381786?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/8723365936795381786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=8723365936795381786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/8723365936795381786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/8723365936795381786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SjgWXIVTFbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/AdeG9bUGvEU/s72-c/CIMG0834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-8102030231697208145</id><published>2009-06-02T14:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:30:19.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Memories on Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our memorial day weekend consisted of a lot of well needed relaxing in Park City.  We swam, rode the Alpine coaster, watched movies, played Farckle, and ate WAY too much.  Thanks for a fabulous weekend Ostler family! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SiWUa-fzPKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eiT1A0zJ0DY/s1600-h/Nat%26Trev.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SiWUa-fzPKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eiT1A0zJ0DY/s320/Nat%26Trev.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342839724118850722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trev and I in our hotel room compliments of Momma Ostler.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SiWWA2N-J8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/bs8MTxGG17o/s1600-h/Curt.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SiWWA2N-J8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/bs8MTxGG17o/s320/Curt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342841474243241922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Curt on the coaster&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SiWVgIuzz8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/c8EBMBcmXbQ/s1600-h/Jess.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SiWVgIuzz8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/c8EBMBcmXbQ/s320/Jess.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342840912277131202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jess on the coaster&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SiWWYylPrNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/dK-PRX2TTgw/s1600-h/Trev.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SiWWYylPrNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/dK-PRX2TTgw/s320/Trev.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342841885583977682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trev on the coaster&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SiWY25qFEpI/AAAAAAAAAEw/3AbocJo1cVI/s1600-h/Mom%26Pops.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SiWY25qFEpI/AAAAAAAAAEw/3AbocJo1cVI/s320/Mom%26Pops.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342844601902633618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and Pops&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SiWZKgFUJsI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vGIJUd3Pmwo/s1600-h/Les.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SiWZKgFUJsI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vGIJUd3Pmwo/s320/Les.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342844938634929858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Les&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SiWZd4YcglI/AAAAAAAAAFA/IEvNE6Yejqw/s1600-h/CouchPotatoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SiWZd4YcglI/AAAAAAAAAFA/IEvNE6Yejqw/s320/CouchPotatoes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342845271575134802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Couch potatoes (left to right) Curt, Jess, Nat, Trev&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/8859792943847891913-8102030231697208145?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/8102030231697208145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=8102030231697208145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/8102030231697208145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/8102030231697208145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/06/making-memories-on-memorial-day.html' title='Making Memories on Memorial Day'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SiWUa-fzPKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eiT1A0zJ0DY/s72-c/Nat%26Trev.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-7306206608136237437</id><published>2009-05-03T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:27:50.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh, Sweet Subway Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sf4ZjtV3EgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bjmuj1Whrwk/s1600-h/subway+logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 93px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sf4ZjtV3EgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bjmuj1Whrwk/s320/subway+logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331727110110646786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Trev/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;One Saturday a couple years ago I was helping with my high school baseball team's fundraiser.   Trevor was finally back from school at Dixie and was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;dying&lt;/span&gt; to see me.  :)  He picked me up from the Riverton park where I was at, we went and picked up some Subway and then went back to the park to eat it.  As an immature high school senior I was so embarrassed and did not want anyone to see us.  Don't ask me why but we ended up waiting in the car until evey one had gone before we ventured out to a table to eat our lunch.  One of our more memorable first "dates".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump to April of 2009.  Married now, I was waiting for Trev to get home from work which usually isn't until about 9:00 pm.  He told me they were really busy at work and he would not be able to get off early so I made myself comfortable on the couch and began to watch my favorite show.  20 minutes later my man popped his head in the door with a blindfold.  He blindfolded me, put me in the car, and we began to make our way to a surprise location.  Trev, of course, drove around in circles for the first little bit to throw me off course.  Next thing I know we were at that good ol' Riverton park.  Trev reached into the trunk and pulled out two Subway sandwiches.  A reinactment of our date almost three years ago.  You've gotta love moments like these and unforgettable spring days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Sorry for the lack of pictures.  I am the worst at taking pictures.  Along with my oh so many goals I have also made a goal to keep my camera charged and ready to snap any Kodak moments like this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-7306206608136237437?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/7306206608136237437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=7306206608136237437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7306206608136237437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/7306206608136237437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahh-sweet-subway-memories.html' title='Ahh, Sweet Subway Memories'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sf4ZjtV3EgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bjmuj1Whrwk/s72-c/subway+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-3281920842825220049</id><published>2009-04-20T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:00:03.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer!  Here we…ah wait, we’re not ready!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sez-YEjMucI/AAAAAAAAADs/l6-q95ATaHI/s1600-h/SUMMER+FAT100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sez-YEjMucI/AAAAAAAAADs/l6-q95ATaHI/s320/SUMMER+FAT100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326912148764146114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month and one week since we tied the knot and you better believe the lazy nights and yummy foods are catching up with us.  Every night and every morning this is us…&lt;br /&gt;“Ah, I am so fat.”&lt;br /&gt;“No, baby you look great.  I am the fat one.”&lt;br /&gt;“No, I am.  Gym tomorrow?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, yes definitely.”&lt;br /&gt;Well, every “tomorrow” comes and goes and we never make it to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;What could be a better motivator than summer and swimsuits in the near future, right?  Gees I hope so!  The only thing we’re scared about is our summer schedules.  School, 4 jobs between the two of us, and of course we will need some time to play!  Anyone, feel me?  Who honestly has time to stay in shape these days!  If anyone has any healthy recipes or workout tips help a girl out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-3281920842825220049?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/3281920842825220049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=3281920842825220049' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3281920842825220049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3281920842825220049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/04/summer-here-weah-wait-were-not-ready.html' title='Summer!  Here we…ah wait, we’re not ready!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/Sez-YEjMucI/AAAAAAAAADs/l6-q95ATaHI/s72-c/SUMMER+FAT100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-3478721052235976404</id><published>2009-04-01T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T13:46:34.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeymoon Mania!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Hey Folks-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're back, we're married, and we're lovin' it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pictures of our amazing honeymoon to Cabo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPFpqYFnSI/AAAAAAAAACk/8mzumQeG0qo/s1600-h/Honeymoon1.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPFpqYFnSI/AAAAAAAAACk/8mzumQeG0qo/s320/Honeymoon1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319812904395316514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is us at a yummy sushi joint our first night in Cabo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPIPb0-WII/AAAAAAAAACs/6l5ttXCYtTY/s1600-h/Honeymoon2.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPIPb0-WII/AAAAAAAAACs/6l5ttXCYtTY/s320/Honeymoon2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319815752348227714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPIy9i9avI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AvuZmK0ioMs/s1600-h/Honeymoon3.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPIy9i9avI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AvuZmK0ioMs/s320/Honeymoon3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319816362694896370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking it easy at the beautiful beach five minutes away from our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPJvhm4J0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/zfPhvhYucYo/s1600-h/Honeymoon4.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPJvhm4J0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/zfPhvhYucYo/s320/Honeymoon4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319817403167156034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so jealous, Trev?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPKtbxZfJI/AAAAAAAAADE/d6-SqldCrlk/s1600-h/Honeymoon5.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPKtbxZfJI/AAAAAAAAADE/d6-SqldCrlk/s320/Honeymoon5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319818466752560274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The coolest restaurant we went to was a place called "Mi Casa".  This picture does not do the atmosphere of this restaurant justice.  They had huge murals painted on the walls, live music, and little birds that told us our fortunes.  They even had a huge tree in the bathroom!  I am pretty sure they built the bathroom around it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPMx8jqbhI/AAAAAAAAADM/t4BvZjw-HNs/s1600-h/Honeymoon6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPMx8jqbhI/AAAAAAAAADM/t4BvZjw-HNs/s320/Honeymoon6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319820743296052754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the days we rented a jeep and drove for about 2 hours to get to this beach called Cabo Pulmo.  It was completely worth it!  There were hardly any tourists and we had some great experiences.  We went snorkeling (I chickened out when it came time to swim with the sealions.  Yikes, no thank you.), whale watching, and saw a bunch a flying manta ray.  Sorry we don't have pictures...we decided the safest place for the camera was back in the jeep. :)&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPNdbgFLQI/AAAAAAAAADU/DyMfE9jzC3w/s1600-h/Honeymoon7.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPNdbgFLQI/AAAAAAAAADU/DyMfE9jzC3w/s320/Honeymoon7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319821490336902402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPPwgCD_uI/AAAAAAAAADk/SA3B8kZ9OR4/s1600-h/Whale2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPPwgCD_uI/AAAAAAAAADk/SA3B8kZ9OR4/s320/Whale2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319824016993943266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPPasTIeYI/AAAAAAAAADc/HpbpfvELiqU/s1600-h/Whale1.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPPasTIeYI/AAAAAAAAADc/HpbpfvELiqU/s320/Whale1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319823642329643394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the last adventures we went on was a whale watching excursion.  Loved every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our honeymoon summary would not be complete without telling you about the yummy fruit we bought on the street the second to last day.  Sound unintellegent?  Well, it most definitely was.  By the time we got home Trev had a temperature of around 103 degrees!  The mexican water  on the fruit and his sensitive stomach was not a good mix to say the least!  After some antibacterial medicine he is back to normal and we are getting a good laugh looking back on our stupid mistake.  :)&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/8859792943847891913-3478721052235976404?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/3478721052235976404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=3478721052235976404' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3478721052235976404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/3478721052235976404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/04/honeymoon-mania.html' title='Honeymoon Mania!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SdPFpqYFnSI/AAAAAAAAACk/8mzumQeG0qo/s72-c/Honeymoon1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-4199781810494247561</id><published>2009-02-11T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:44:22.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops...</title><content type='html'>For the past two weeks my favorite phrase has been...yep, you guessed it... 'OOPS'!  It all started a couple Sundays ago while I was doing the dishes.  With a sigh of relief I was just about done with the task and ready to plop myself down on the couch.  I filled the dishwasher with soap and went on my merry way.  15 minutes later I made my way back into the kitchen only to find the dishwasher overflowing with bubbles!  Man, who would have thought LIQUID dish soap when put in the dishwasher could make such a mess!  Oops!&lt;br /&gt;Another Sunday experience in the kitchen this past week leads me to another one of my 'oops' moments.  This time while unloading the dishwasher.  Assumming the dishes were clean, I started by putting two glass bowls away.  Oops!  I then realized the dishes were in fact dirty and those two bowls I had just put in the cubbard needed to go back in the dishwasher.  Three seconds, two shattered bowls, a dirty floor, and a sliced finger later I realized maybe I should have had a better grip on my dishes.  Oops!&lt;br /&gt;A hurry + icey roads = one big 'Oops'.  It is not as bad as it sounds, but like any car wreck it is a pain!  In a panic to get to class on time I took a turn a little too fast, lost control of my car and BAM I hit this poor sign.  My car is a tropper though and won the battle...so I thought...but on my continued journey to school my car started and making some funny sounds.  Needless to say I never made it up to school and my attempt to make up for lost time resuted in more lost time.  Oops!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SZNVgLtE5uI/AAAAAAAAACM/2F95BVe2fGc/s1600-h/CIMG0778.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SZNVgLtE5uI/AAAAAAAAACM/2F95BVe2fGc/s320/CIMG0778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301675197731235554" 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/8859792943847891913-4199781810494247561?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/4199781810494247561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=4199781810494247561' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/4199781810494247561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/4199781810494247561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/02/opps.html' title='Oops...'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SZNVgLtE5uI/AAAAAAAAACM/2F95BVe2fGc/s72-c/CIMG0778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-6338389334769327197</id><published>2009-01-20T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:42:40.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Months in Counting...</title><content type='html'>It's official!  Trevor and I are officially engaged as of Wednesday, January 7th!!!  After days and weeks or waiting for him to pop the question he finally did in the whisper dome at a Draper Park over the radio!  He prerecorded his cute little message and proposal with Cable 93.3 and then made sure we danced to our Rascal Flatts song "Take Me There".  I am so glad some of our friends and family were able to tune in and share in the excitement without actually being there.  For those who were not able to listen in here are some not so great, but all we've got pictures.  :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SXZE2pxIoPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/6b5X5Ilx_Is/s1600-h/Engaged+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SXZE2pxIoPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/6b5X5Ilx_Is/s320/Engaged+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293494117736161522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SXZE21mA2OI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZxA9X7khgGE/s1600-h/Engaged+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SXZE21mA2OI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZxA9X7khgGE/s320/Engaged+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293494120910739682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SXZE3HryYXI/AAAAAAAAABg/DUQL_C-QJvA/s1600-h/Engaged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SXZE3HryYXI/AAAAAAAAABg/DUQL_C-QJvA/s320/Engaged.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293494125766795634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SXZE3J28YvI/AAAAAAAAABo/lUE2ExCOzmo/s1600-h/Engaged+4.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/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SXZE3J28YvI/AAAAAAAAABo/lUE2ExCOzmo/s320/Engaged+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293494126350459634" 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/8859792943847891913-6338389334769327197?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/6338389334769327197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=6338389334769327197' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/6338389334769327197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/6338389334769327197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-months-in-counting.html' title='Two Months in Counting...'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SXZE2pxIoPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/6b5X5Ilx_Is/s72-c/Engaged+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-9127909900431496712</id><published>2009-01-05T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:04:26.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Utes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SWKD1FFS5jI/AAAAAAAAABI/Eiyqu6vVeSE/s1600-h/Ute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SWKD1FFS5jI/AAAAAAAAABI/Eiyqu6vVeSE/s320/Ute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287933860407076402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like everyone else, we are super stoked about the Utes win this past Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-9127909900431496712?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/9127909900431496712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=9127909900431496712' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/9127909900431496712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/9127909900431496712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2009/01/go-utes.html' title='Go Utes!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SWKD1FFS5jI/AAAAAAAAABI/Eiyqu6vVeSE/s72-c/Ute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859792943847891913.post-4450434977271208045</id><published>2008-12-31T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:07:33.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Here We Come!</title><content type='html'>Wow, another year has come and gone and I can't believe how much has changed!  Trevor and I can hardly wait for the new year...well we can hardly wait until March 13th when we will be tying the knot!  Trevor has not technically proposed, but with March coming up so quick we have already started announcing our exciting news!  We would love to have all of our friends and family there so mark your calendars and please get me your address so I can send an invitation!  Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859792943847891913-4450434977271208045?l=natalieostler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/feeds/4450434977271208045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859792943847891913&amp;postID=4450434977271208045' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/4450434977271208045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859792943847891913/posts/default/4450434977271208045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalieostler.blogspot.com/2008/12/2009-here-we-come.html' title='2009 Here We Come!'/><author><name>Trevor and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226287586496909202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JE6kaVqC4l0/SVvF0hs8R-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_WHuiYSloJI/S220/IMG_1538.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
