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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/TTTIXMnnxzI/AAAAAAAAA5g/x14p3s-tRsc/s320/IMG_0342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563291740559361842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were invited to go to California with some of our children; along with Sharon's sister and brother-in-law Carl &amp;amp; Pat Clark and their daughter and son-in-law Sam &amp;amp; Carrie.  Here are some of the photos that we took along the way.  We drove down I-15 through Utah, Arizona and Nevada, staying the first night in Las Vegas.  No gambling involved, except for trying to get service at Claim Jumper in the Towne Square area.  Not good and I certainly won't recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good night sleep at the Residence Inn, and then off to Los Angeles, California.  That little drive is long, but thanks to Jed running nose guard, we were able to make pretty good time.   All the way from Las Vegas to Barstow there were signs to eat at Peggy Sue's Diner.  We stopped in to eat and what a hoot!  This one I will really recommend!  A bit of a dive, but great food, service and prices.  Too much fun, and lots of entertainment for children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pulled into the Residence Inn at Anaheim that afternoon and Sharon begged and pleaded with the desk staff and got rooms there for all 22 of us!  They were great and the whole theme of the hotel was centered around the Disney experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days at Disneyland, then off to San Diego.  Sea World and then a day at the beach.  We all agreed that Sea World was not our favorite place to stop.  Not so clean, two main attractions closed and very short shows.  Constant advertising for you to contribute to their cause!  I don't like paying $70 to endure their advertisements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl, Pat, Sharon and I went to Old San Diego to see the LDS Mormon Battalion Center.  We loved it!  It is so unique and provides some great history of what those men and women did for San Diego.  The media is incredible and I would recommend this light and entertaining show to anyone, LDS or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach just off the cliffs at Torrey Pines is incredible.  The weather was fabulous and the children (and adults) had a great time.  That afternoon Carl, Pat, Sharon and I drove back to Las Vegas and stayed with Carl's brother Fred Clark.  Fred is the most wonderful, gracious host.  We spent the next two days with him as our escort, taking us to brunch at the Green Valley Ranch Casino, then to the Las Vegas LDS Temple grounds,  an hour or two to relax at Fred's home and then out to Hoover Dam to see the new bridge that has been built there.  That is an incredible point of interest, and should be labeled as one of the wonders of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back to Fred's for a wonderful steak dinner, followed by a quick trip to the strip to see the Billagio (Chihuli's glass ceiling) and then to Old Town Las Vegas to see the light show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove home yesterday and have basically died since then!  A vacation is a time for the tired to become exhausted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-1162264518592797388?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/1162264518592797388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=1162264518592797388' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/1162264518592797388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/1162264518592797388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2011/01/family-vacation-january-2011.html' title='Family Vacation January 2011'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/TTTQq8iwgzI/AAAAAAAAA94/A-Flm1PYcME/s72-c/IMG_0467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-2589587289189549984</id><published>2009-10-21T16:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T17:29:48.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How is Living in Orem, Utah Different From Living in Redmond, WA?</title><content type='html'>It has been three months since we moved to Utah and we have noticed some differences between Orem, Utah and Redmond, Washington. Here are a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You better be nice to your neighbors because you WILL see them at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. People from Utah do not understand, nor can they appreciate the term "Sunbreaks" when listening to the weather forecast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. People in Utah go for Halloween in a big, big way. It is the only time you can visit the dark side and get away with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We had to learn the name of the bright light coming over the mountains each morning. People here call it the "Sun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Say only kind things about people. The one you are talking to is probably related to the one you are talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You are not with the in crowd unless you have a utility trailer parked on your property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. DO NOT--I REPEAT--DO NOT try to go anywhere on the opening day of deer hunt. It is a state holiday and 70,000 people are headed for the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. It is mandatory to carry a four--wheeler in the back of your pickup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You can walk to church, to do visiting teaching, to do home teaching, or anything else connected to your ward. It is only 3 square blocks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Get to church at least 15 minutes early. If you don't you will be in the very back row of the cultural hall trying to hear the speaker over the cries of at least 250 children under two years of age. (Remember the 250 children come from 3 square blocks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The average size of a family in Washington is 2.5 and shrinking. In Utah the average family size is 7.5 and growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. You must buy at least six Costco sized bags of candy for Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The standard Utah family has two vehicles. The first is either a minivan or a 13 passenger van. The second is a 4-wheel drive, crew cab, diesel truck with a 10-inch lift kit and 22-inch chrome wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The friendliest people in the world live in Utah. It is standard to wave at every passing vehicle. You are odd if you don't. You can also expect a fresh loaf of hot homemade bread to appear on your doorstep sometime during the first week. That is followed by homemade chocolate chip cookies and little children that love to visit and call you "Grandpa and Grandma." What's more they are convinced you are! It's great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. It doesn't take long to learn how wonderful it is to live by children, grandchildren, and family, and to enjoy a "Cousin's Dinner" once a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are some of our favorite photos since moving here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two cute girls from our ward rang the doorbell today and asked if they could rake our leaves for free. They were bored and just wanted something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/St-bmpHaVZI/AAAAAAAAA5M/c1T7lwCFYX4/s1600-h/10-21-09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395201966787417490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/St-bmpHaVZI/AAAAAAAAA5M/c1T7lwCFYX4/s320/10-21-09+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou Lov Sac is still a favorite gathering place of all children. This day it happend to be Layla from downstairs, little Hayli who didn't particularly want her face shown that day, (we have a little Hayli and a big Hayli now among our grandchildren) and cute little Maddie. Little Hayli and Maddie belong to Cody and Meridith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/St-bewLV9EI/AAAAAAAAA5E/7V_8K2GaC3g/s1600-h/10-21-09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395201831244002370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/St-bewLV9EI/AAAAAAAAA5E/7V_8K2GaC3g/s320/10-21-09+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so appreciative to my friends in Washington for helping me learn a new hobby--crocheting. My Mom would be so darn proud. Below is my first project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/St-bXf2kpwI/AAAAAAAAA48/L2RCGzCikT0/s1600-h/10-21-09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395201706602833666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/St-bXf2kpwI/AAAAAAAAA48/L2RCGzCikT0/s320/10-21-09+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Cash (Nalani and Jed's) thinks the world revolves around Uncle Cody. When he is grumpy and won't go to anybody else he will always, always snuggle with Cody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/St-bPHc7MQI/AAAAAAAAA40/Qoh8_Om19m8/s1600-h/10-21-09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395201562613854466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/St-bPHc7MQI/AAAAAAAAA40/Qoh8_Om19m8/s320/10-21-09+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been fun to see some of the projects Jason has done with his new talent. He makes the most incredible leather projects. Below are some miniature roses he has made from leather. They look so real you want to smell them. He also makes big roses, wallets, purses, pocket knife holders and my favorite--gorgeous scripture covers that he designs specifically for each person he makes them for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/St-a1zRJlqI/AAAAAAAAA4s/ELyNdBtAyGw/s1600-h/Jason++Leather+9+-+18+-+2009+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395201127699027618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/St-a1zRJlqI/AAAAAAAAA4s/ELyNdBtAyGw/s320/Jason++Leather+9+-+18+-+2009+133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/St-alOD0vwI/AAAAAAAAA4k/W0P_eCn0VkQ/s1600-h/Jason++Leather+9+-+18+-+2009+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395200842833116930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/St-alOD0vwI/AAAAAAAAA4k/W0P_eCn0VkQ/s320/Jason++Leather+9+-+18+-+2009+129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are looking forward to a white Christmas with family this year. We are so excited for Kami and Ben. It looks like he will actually be back in Hawaii in time for Christmas. We are so grateful he has been protected and watched over while in Iraq. We are grateful to have family close by and for the opportunity to make new friends. We truly miss our good friends in Redmond and would welcome a visit from any of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From now on we will make a gallant attempt to be better at updating this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-2589587289189549984?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/2589587289189549984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=2589587289189549984' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/2589587289189549984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/2589587289189549984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-is-living-in-orem-utah-different.html' title='How is Living in Orem, Utah Different From Living in Redmond, WA?'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/St-bmpHaVZI/AAAAAAAAA5M/c1T7lwCFYX4/s72-c/10-21-09+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-1855377931882317308</id><published>2009-05-16T17:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:46:52.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sg9VXhSKLRI/AAAAAAAAA3s/XWiDLWo_hSg/s1600-h/May+9+2009+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336577946017213714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sg9VXhSKLRI/AAAAAAAAA3s/XWiDLWo_hSg/s320/May+9+2009+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay I will admit it. I cried when I got this Mother's Day gift. Jason and a friend made this cover for my scriptures. He sent Dad one a few weeks ago and I was so jealous. And then I got this one the week of Mother's Day. Jason said it was the hardest thing he has ever done. All those little teeny bumps on the cover were put there by a tiny tool about the size of a pin head. The photo doesn't do it justice but it is gorgeous. The Relief Society symbol and the CTR symbol were enlarged freehand from the Ensign Jason gets.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336577953617133074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sg9VX9mHvhI/AAAAAAAAA30/0PSXB43xYJs/s320/May+9+2009+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336582355257131682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sg9ZYK-4AqI/AAAAAAAAA4E/H6-ThdIREEA/s320/May+9+2009+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336583542318890898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sg9adRIc_5I/AAAAAAAAA4M/66fNjXtakUU/s320/May+9+2009+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336583546532679394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sg9adg1GTuI/AAAAAAAAA4U/Fth_Ag2fVrM/s320/May+9+2009+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336583551796001170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sg9ad0b-OZI/AAAAAAAAA4c/gJRdwmwInqY/s320/May+9+2009+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sg9UoSyjtcI/AAAAAAAAA3k/x4MnBvMF5kQ/s1600-h/May+9+2009+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336577134672721346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sg9UoSyjtcI/AAAAAAAAA3k/x4MnBvMF5kQ/s320/May+9+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Maile's a couple of weeks ago and took Quinn to his swimming lessons while Maile ran some errands. I don't know who was more entertaining; Quinn jumping off the diving board and yelling "Cow-a-bun-ga" (because Grandpa dared him to) or Cannon measuring the entire swimming pool with a tape measure I gave him to keep busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f924e603b2a4344f" 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://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df924e603b2a4344f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331683071%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64637D5B6212A0B2082E9557BA704AAC570DE278.C6A814E01DAF88D44CEF128296809967BA86EE6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df924e603b2a4344f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMl4Sb27kFAZKU5QxbYf7PxeUSkU&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://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df924e603b2a4344f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331683071%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64637D5B6212A0B2082E9557BA704AAC570DE278.C6A814E01DAF88D44CEF128296809967BA86EE6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df924e603b2a4344f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMl4Sb27kFAZKU5QxbYf7PxeUSkU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sg9UoM6s3oI/AAAAAAAAA3c/jazk7EgHAb4/s1600-h/May+9+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336577133096263298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sg9UoM6s3oI/AAAAAAAAA3c/jazk7EgHAb4/s320/May+9+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love having the twins come to visit. We have discovered one thing for sure. If they are getting crabby just put on "Yo-Gabba-Gabba!" And we thought Mr. Rogers was dumb! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to tell Nalani, Maile, Meridith, and Kami 'THANK YOU" from the bottom of my heart for another favorite gift. At Christmas time I went in to Gymboree and they had little cowboy vests and shirts on sale. They had enough to get one for each of our grandsons so I did. When Maile was down they took the boys and had their pictures taken. That photo is just about my all time favorite photo. I can't stop looking at it. They even managed to get one with all the boys smiling--well let's just say Cash wasn't frowning anyway. It doesn't matter what he does--he is still cute. When I get an electronic copy of the photo I will post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-1855377931882317308?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f924e603b2a4344f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/1855377931882317308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=1855377931882317308' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/1855377931882317308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/1855377931882317308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='A Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sg9VXhSKLRI/AAAAAAAAA3s/XWiDLWo_hSg/s72-c/May+9+2009+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-3498943321967167092</id><published>2009-02-27T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:25:04.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma &amp; Grandpa Are Kids Again</title><content type='html'>We went down to Quinn's birthday party in Portland and had a blast.  We went down the big blow up slide and all the parents thought we were pretty alright to join in the fun.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sag9k0ZxbYI/AAAAAAAAA3M/wCeD2TG40kM/s1600-h/DSC05684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307559863607455106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sag9k0ZxbYI/AAAAAAAAA3M/wCeD2TG40kM/s320/DSC05684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sag9jVocJvI/AAAAAAAAA3E/dq3liFEMiDw/s1600-h/DSC05683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307559838167607026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sag9jVocJvI/AAAAAAAAA3E/dq3liFEMiDw/s320/DSC05683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sag9jLuoVrI/AAAAAAAAA28/IHrFsme548g/s1600-h/DSC05671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307559835509216946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sag9jLuoVrI/AAAAAAAAA28/IHrFsme548g/s320/DSC05671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sag9i1xtdYI/AAAAAAAAA20/WtYLnSuSVvE/s1600-h/DSC05704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307559829616555394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sag9i1xtdYI/AAAAAAAAA20/WtYLnSuSVvE/s320/DSC05704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-3498943321967167092?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/3498943321967167092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=3498943321967167092' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/3498943321967167092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/3498943321967167092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2009/02/grandma-grandpa-are-kids-again.html' title='Grandma &amp; Grandpa Are Kids Again'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Sag9k0ZxbYI/AAAAAAAAA3M/wCeD2TG40kM/s72-c/DSC05684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-4589468554429667955</id><published>2009-01-28T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T21:36:07.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Stink at Blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all know I am not a good blogger. We all know I only update once in a blue moon. We all know that lots of the photos I post my kids have already posted something similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm turning over a new blog leaf. I have decided (that phrase strikes fear in the heart of my other half) I am going to be so much better this year. Richard just showed me how to download the photos from our camera to my own personal laptop (which really is Richard's thanks to Grange--it is one thing for which I can thank them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will find my photos are mostly family. Strange isn't that. During Christmas when I was so sick with influenza, like a lot of the family, I looked at all our grandkids playing one day and I couldn't help but think in spite of everything that has happened to us this year we are truly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Richard and I have wanted so badly to move to Utah by Pat and Carl and all the kids and grandkids. We have tried everything we could think of to make it happen. It just hasn't worked. Jobs that we thought Richard had have fallen through. Our home has not sold as hard as we have tried. Richard has worked on this house until he was exhausted. He is so good at that. He works so hard and never complains. But as "up to date" as we tried to be, as much as we have dropped the price, it just hasn't happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way home from Oregon this past week I started thinking about it and something told me it just wasn't the right time and we needed to take the house off the market. In talking to Richard he felt the same way. So---we came home and reluctantly took the "For Sale" signs down. We have come to the conclusion we would have to give the house away to sale it. We think it is best to wait two or three years and see if things get a little better. Hopefully it will. We also don't know where we would go if we sold it. We will wait and see where Richard gets a job and then decide what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday Richard had to give a talk in church on trials and tribulations. He did such a good job. He told everybody it wasn't his farewell talk. Maybe we were moving and maybe we werren't. We just didn't know. He said despite all we had been through this year we had had so many blessings. Three of our children became parents this year. We have five new beautiful grandchildren. We had got to spend so much more time together this year and spent three weeks in Hawaii having a ball. I wish you all could have been there to hear him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to thank each of you who have told us you remember us in your prayers every day. It means a lot to us. I know we are going to be all right. My children have lifted my spirits time and time again and there is nothing that makes me thank God more than when I hold one of those sweet grandchildren in my arms and snuggle with them. I look at the new ones and I know they met Dad and Mom before they came down. I just wish they could talk and tell me any advice Dad and Mom would have for me. I wish I knew what to do about a son in prison and if there is any way in the world to change and soften his heart. It really breaks my heart when his children ask me how "Joe" is doing. But on the other hand I am so grateful they have another Dad that loves them and plays with them and tries to guide them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will be okay I am sure of it. We have never failed to pay a full tithing and it has been a little hard this year when I draw $10,000 out of our 401K and write a check for tithing for $1,000. But it isn't hard when I realize it is his to begin with and he has given me more blessings than trials this past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the sermon. I love you all. My heart and my prayers are always with Phil and my heart aches for what he is going through. Phil I love you a lot even if Mom used to tell me I was so mean to you!!! Hopefully I have grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care you all and keep the faith. A lot of us are in the same situation and we will make it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296561211533208050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYEqXAiMqfI/AAAAAAAAA1s/qf9AdnX53Xs/s320/Photos+End+2008+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of my favorite view from Nalani's deck. Awesome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296560922333435762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYEqGLLmV3I/AAAAAAAAA1c/M3F6OFkPTDo/s320/Photos+End+2008+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cash will not give up until he has rolled over enough times to eat a pear off the tree. After doing this over a dozen times he still hasn't gotten the idea the thing is carboard! They better put him in pre-school fast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296560926387523762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYEqGaSK0LI/AAAAAAAAA1k/hmqWqOe0oU8/s320/Photos+End+2008+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My favorite gift this year to give the kids. Four bowls that said "You Scream" "I Scream" "We all Scream" "For Ice Cream." Ask any of them about Kessler's grocery store in Blackfoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296560910984367410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYEqFg5xTTI/AAAAAAAAA1U/lTpt41bh6YE/s320/Photos+End+2008+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They don't get much cuter than this. I mean Cash! You can see from this photo his favorite his favorite thing is rearranging my hair and stealing my earrings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296560261459476466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYEpftO9__I/AAAAAAAAA1M/nS02gW1_Z8U/s320/Photos+End+2008+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I may be the Mom but I think this is one cute family. The best thing is Jed calls me "Mom" so he can't hate me too much. Jed you are the bomb! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296560239178429634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYEpeaOwNMI/AAAAAAAAA08/O-buC-_QKuE/s320/Photos+End+2008+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You have all heard about the mellow climate in Seattle. Not true! This gear about says it all!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296559562127574274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYEo3ABQBQI/AAAAAAAAA0s/w7KVqhE7TfM/s320/Photos+End+2008+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Smiles run in the family. You can't have a bad day with these grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296559558354143298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYEo2x9mCEI/AAAAAAAAA0k/__vgRb96HSU/s320/Photos+End+2008+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out these eyelashes. They obviously skipped my generation in this family tree. Not fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296569379663612786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYExydMPi3I/AAAAAAAAA10/JGMsOIvqDfE/s320/Photos+End+2008+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;His beautiful blue eyes match sweet potatoes beautifully!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296570423223391218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYEyvMwSE_I/AAAAAAAAA18/3L2Q4BmDv5A/s320/Photos+End+2008+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chubby cheeks also run in the family.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296571067212769106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYEzUrzUJ1I/AAAAAAAAA2E/OietQlO13to/s320/Photos+End+2008+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow this bag of Nalani's brings back bad memories of early morning in the barnyard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296572225141631858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYE0YFbEa3I/AAAAAAAAA2U/opG_NFVmL3U/s320/Photos+End+2008+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the sweetest things is seeing Kai's face when he sees his Dad on the web cam first thing in the morning. Life is surely different than it was for wives and families during the Viet Nam War when they waited weeks for a letter. Kai will know his Dad when he comes home from Iraq. Cool huh.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296572210944781954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYE0XQiRroI/AAAAAAAAA2M/aYcdhn5MqZg/s320/Photos+End+2008+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thanks to Meridith we now have two "Haileys" in the family. There isn't any doubt this one loves Grandpa. In fact what grandkid doesn't! I could get jealous but I am just glad they do love him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296573839913333938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYE12E6pNLI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Zra4dg1I9io/s320/Photos+End+2008+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bath time.  He looks petrified but that was only because he knew Cash was already in the tub.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296573846460164130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYE12dTh6CI/AAAAAAAAA2k/mTgLd9a_VwE/s320/Photos+End+2008+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See Kai--he's not so bad after all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-4589468554429667955?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/4589468554429667955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=4589468554429667955' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/4589468554429667955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/4589468554429667955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-stink-at-blogging.html' title='I Stink at Blogging!'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SYEqXAiMqfI/AAAAAAAAA1s/qf9AdnX53Xs/s72-c/Photos+End+2008+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-505124659646014575</id><published>2008-12-08T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:17:49.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='More Decorations'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST378S7KPpI/AAAAAAAAA0c/jaYEJO5ywi0/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277651351638785682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST378S7KPpI/AAAAAAAAA0c/jaYEJO5ywi0/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am trying to be happy about decorating the tree. Sharon came in after I had the tree almost done and said, "This bow goes on top!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST37704SNnI/AAAAAAAAA0U/HCHggQsBXpg/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277651343573661298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST37704SNnI/AAAAAAAAA0U/HCHggQsBXpg/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And so I reached high to get it there. It only took three tries to get it just right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST37hgUUgsI/AAAAAAAAA0M/lEO-Uk9v0hQ/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650891377509058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST37hgUUgsI/AAAAAAAAA0M/lEO-Uk9v0hQ/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reach high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST37hHUT2nI/AAAAAAAAA0E/wjNKDTcVASo/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650884666579570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST37hHUT2nI/AAAAAAAAA0E/wjNKDTcVASo/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharon said that she wanted just the tree up since we would be gone and the house is for sale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST37gkqQVSI/AAAAAAAAAz8/V_oAEcl-E-c/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650875363382562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST37gkqQVSI/AAAAAAAAAz8/V_oAEcl-E-c/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little trip to Costco and they had so many pretty things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST37gPcewWI/AAAAAAAAAz0/PLiADE_kzvQ/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650869668462946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST37gPcewWI/AAAAAAAAAz0/PLiADE_kzvQ/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The walls were just looking so bare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36xAjv1uI/AAAAAAAAAzs/gXVYCSbvkd8/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650058218559202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36xAjv1uI/AAAAAAAAAzs/gXVYCSbvkd8/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The chairs certainly needed to look festive....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36wjREApI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Lvr6tWdY9hs/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650050355561106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36wjREApI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Lvr6tWdY9hs/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The table too...and the stockings at the fireplace...just a few decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36wT0MJkI/AAAAAAAAAzc/18mkTj5-VLU/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650046207927874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36wT0MJkI/AAAAAAAAAzc/18mkTj5-VLU/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pillows for the sofa and a throw for the autumun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36vqbX-9I/AAAAAAAAAzU/5nWxuumlbzs/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650035097992146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36vqbX-9I/AAAAAAAAAzU/5nWxuumlbzs/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maybe just a couple on the entertainment center....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36D8jAHGI/AAAAAAAAAzM/MTY1RwKXxdM/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277649284047576162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36D8jAHGI/AAAAAAAAAzM/MTY1RwKXxdM/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, maybe a couple more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36DV3ej0I/AAAAAAAAAzE/dhZRzwZhIkw/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277649273664474946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36DV3ej0I/AAAAAAAAAzE/dhZRzwZhIkw/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Books, in case someone needed help getting in the spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36DPMgxLI/AAAAAAAAAy8/bR1Xsd7_6rs/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277649271873651890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36DPMgxLI/AAAAAAAAAy8/bR1Xsd7_6rs/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Oh look what I found honey!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36BHQUTWI/AAAAAAAAAy0/ZAdDzh6t8Bc/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277649235382390114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST36BHQUTWI/AAAAAAAAAy0/ZAdDzh6t8Bc/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This spells what I am feeling about now! She even had to play the Christmas Train!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-505124659646014575?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/505124659646014575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=505124659646014575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/505124659646014575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/505124659646014575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2008/12/here-i-am-trying-to-be-happy-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST378S7KPpI/AAAAAAAAA0c/jaYEJO5ywi0/s72-c/Christmas+Decorations+2008+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-6179581470456891633</id><published>2008-12-08T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:15:38.823-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='And that&apos;ts the Truth'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST33tXqYezI/AAAAAAAAAys/CTB2YWzGk2g/s1600-h/IMG_1684%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277646697166043954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST33tXqYezI/AAAAAAAAAys/CTB2YWzGk2g/s320/IMG_1684%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lights outside are necessary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST33IUAaW6I/AAAAAAAAAyc/KwXUDGTxYBM/s1600-h/Miscellaneous+10-28+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277646060529540002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST33IUAaW6I/AAAAAAAAAyc/KwXUDGTxYBM/s320/Miscellaneous+10-28+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Packages to put under the tree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST33H0pfDeI/AAAAAAAAAyU/42jLCKd10Lw/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277646052111879650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST33H0pfDeI/AAAAAAAAAyU/42jLCKd10Lw/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are cute on the shelf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST33HZIlBkI/AAAAAAAAAyM/oht0A3jlbUM/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277646044726101570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST33HZIlBkI/AAAAAAAAAyM/oht0A3jlbUM/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST33HDbaCkI/AAAAAAAAAyE/mwjhYmoKT4E/s1600-h/Christmas+Decorations+2008+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277646038899493442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST33HDbaCkI/AAAAAAAAAyE/mwjhYmoKT4E/s320/Christmas+Decorations+2008+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the Circus Train...we can't do without this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-6179581470456891633?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/6179581470456891633/comments/default' title='Post 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href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/6022297641173236277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=6022297641173236277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/6022297641173236277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/6022297641173236277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-190079117420559900</id><published>2008-12-01T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:42:35.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Activities</title><content type='html'>Let the activities begin. We had Thanksgiving at Maile and Nate's this year.  Eating, wrestling, eating, grandkids, eating, dishes, more eating. Baby Cash sure did like the stuffing and mashed potatoes. Grandpa suggested the men take care of the dishes after Thanksgiving dinner. That was the best.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRZJr3a0VI/AAAAAAAAAvA/lIgJFGc4_D8/s1600-h/IMG_1628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274939086486557010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRZJr3a0VI/AAAAAAAAAvA/lIgJFGc4_D8/s320/IMG_1628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRZJboMT9I/AAAAAAAAAu4/spbU1Q4BkI4/s1600-h/IMG_1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274939082127724498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRZJboMT9I/AAAAAAAAAu4/spbU1Q4BkI4/s320/IMG_1633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRZI0UjPYI/AAAAAAAAAuw/uPYgGWKoRmY/s1600-h/IMG_1641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274939071576358274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRZI0UjPYI/AAAAAAAAAuw/uPYgGWKoRmY/s320/IMG_1641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRZItPKDtI/AAAAAAAAAuo/fIJ54rvpz9A/s1600-h/IMG_1638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274939069674688210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRZItPKDtI/AAAAAAAAAuo/fIJ54rvpz9A/s320/IMG_1638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-190079117420559900?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/190079117420559900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=190079117420559900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/190079117420559900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/190079117420559900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-activities.html' title='Holiday Activities'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRZJr3a0VI/AAAAAAAAAvA/lIgJFGc4_D8/s72-c/IMG_1628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-6726560612877643152</id><published>2008-12-01T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:35:57.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Saturday</title><content type='html'>After our Black Saturday Shopping Extravaganza we had a Christmas present wrapping party that night.  Meridith and Maile were giddy with "Santa" excitement.  Jed and Nalani were in a battle deciding which presents had to go under the tree and which could be worn/used before Christmas.  Nalani has met her match.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRX3wOjl1I/AAAAAAAAAug/2d63sdBt2Lk/s1600-h/IMG_1645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274937678908069714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRX3wOjl1I/AAAAAAAAAug/2d63sdBt2Lk/s320/IMG_1645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRX3VbH-EI/AAAAAAAAAuY/3jHx2RHYDMw/s1600-h/IMG_1646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274937671713028162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRX3VbH-EI/AAAAAAAAAuY/3jHx2RHYDMw/s320/IMG_1646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRX2j4nL9I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/FayppS_yXvg/s1600-h/IMG_1647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274937658414936018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRX2j4nL9I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/FayppS_yXvg/s320/IMG_1647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRX2OgXI_I/AAAAAAAAAuI/-Tkp1b1kUAo/s1600-h/IMG_1648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274937652676076530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRX2OgXI_I/AAAAAAAAAuI/-Tkp1b1kUAo/s320/IMG_1648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-6726560612877643152?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/6726560612877643152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=6726560612877643152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/6726560612877643152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/6726560612877643152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2008/12/black-saturday.html' title='Black Saturday'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRX3wOjl1I/AAAAAAAAAug/2d63sdBt2Lk/s72-c/IMG_1645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-5291177396595705011</id><published>2008-12-01T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:42:48.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Portland Waterfront</title><content type='html'>Saturday we went to the Saturday market and I bought a super cute hat.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRXFWKohII/AAAAAAAAAuA/HpFPKowN0Dg/s1600-h/IMG_1649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274936812918834306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRXFWKohII/AAAAAAAAAuA/HpFPKowN0Dg/s320/IMG_1649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRXEyQu7iI/AAAAAAAAAt4/RksP5C8-cv8/s1600-h/IMG_1650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274936803280743970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRXEyQu7iI/AAAAAAAAAt4/RksP5C8-cv8/s320/IMG_1650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRXEQ1V6zI/AAAAAAAAAtw/8JqbIzkvnqY/s1600-h/IMG_1652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274936794307488562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRXEQ1V6zI/AAAAAAAAAtw/8JqbIzkvnqY/s320/IMG_1652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-5291177396595705011?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/5291177396595705011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=5291177396595705011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/5291177396595705011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/5291177396595705011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2008/12/portland-waterfront.html' title='Portland Waterfront'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRXFWKohII/AAAAAAAAAuA/HpFPKowN0Dg/s72-c/IMG_1649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-9147776261199335617</id><published>2008-12-01T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:27:18.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>USS Oregon Memorial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRWomEL_fI/AAAAAAAAAto/il5xhxmYTBU/s1600-h/IMG_1654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274936318970559986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRWomEL_fI/AAAAAAAAAto/il5xhxmYTBU/s320/IMG_1654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRWoYIPBPI/AAAAAAAAAtg/OajlqKU5syQ/s1600-h/IMG_1653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274936315229439218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRWoYIPBPI/AAAAAAAAAtg/OajlqKU5syQ/s320/IMG_1653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRWnmNIrnI/AAAAAAAAAtY/QLNRM-1t4JE/s1600-h/IMG_1657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274936301828222578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRWnmNIrnI/AAAAAAAAAtY/QLNRM-1t4JE/s320/IMG_1657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-9147776261199335617?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/9147776261199335617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=9147776261199335617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/9147776261199335617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/9147776261199335617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2008/12/uss-oregon-memorial.html' title='USS Oregon Memorial'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/STRWomEL_fI/AAAAAAAAAto/il5xhxmYTBU/s72-c/IMG_1654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-556587478321795278</id><published>2008-10-27T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:59:32.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQaIYfGDpkI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/wZOxiCpCsks/s1600-h/Hawaii+Sept+2008+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma go to Hawaii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what Grandpa does best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262039797081940994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQaFUOMJpAI/AAAAAAAAAtI/czZG7QvD_nQ/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nalani hits up on the tall, skinny drunk guy&lt;br /&gt;while Kami demonstrates her pole dancing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262038420729852194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQaEEG4PcSI/AAAAAAAAAs4/lv0NG9yBwLo/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; These photos are random....this is Waimea&lt;br /&gt;Canyon on Kauai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262038106223989442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQaDxzQM0sI/AAAAAAAAAsw/rN0VzE8tMfg/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Kami waiting for the boat to the Fern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grotto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262037775266077282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQaDeiVr2mI/AAAAAAAAAso/koe8CH8C0Wc/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mr. Rooster who begged for food while we&lt;br /&gt;were waiting for the boat...one of many!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262035992048808274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQaB2vVjsVI/AAAAAAAAAsg/h9W7_SRSxHU/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Just to ensure that there will be many chickens.&lt;br /&gt;Some places have mice and bunnies...Kauai has chickens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262035717048862978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQaBmu4diQI/AAAAAAAAAsY/2PbedFtbtLo/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+267.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There are plenty of other animal life too...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262035430817940626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQaBWElsRJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/8L0wybB5sjg/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262035049205285522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQaA_2-JQpI/AAAAAAAAAsI/YstJrgwJGqE/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262034743114494626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQaAuCsacqI/AAAAAAAAAsA/I1qbhbvCJuA/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+199.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262034482978207298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQaAe5nFtkI/AAAAAAAAAr4/-cSWopKNSQM/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+256.jpg" border="0" /&gt; And many varities of beautiful flowers and plants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262034286816915186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQaATe2l7vI/AAAAAAAAArw/-LC9AfAPMTc/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262034012292152498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQaADgKyfLI/AAAAAAAAAro/ZLDyQ-7Nfs8/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are Papaya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262033719997404994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQZ_yfSSl0I/AAAAAAAAArg/5dDjODtbLuw/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+229.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; And...beautiful sunsets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262032591554862178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQZ-wzgn3GI/AAAAAAAAArI/AqcQoXkK240/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben &amp;amp; son playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262032252977921090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQZ-dGNlvEI/AAAAAAAAArA/AkzuYoiqS_Y/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+175.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Cash ready for the big day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262030496181240770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQZ821onw8I/AAAAAAAAAq4/qeTvCfDIcsw/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQZ8X_hxPZI/AAAAAAAAAqo/0um8YULsnoM/s1600-h/Hawaii+Sept+2008+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262029966260911506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQZ8X_hxPZI/AAAAAAAAAqo/0um8YULsnoM/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma doing what she likes best....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby Hog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Baadsgaard Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262029369330847186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQZ71PyjTdI/AAAAAAAAAqg/XfAT4asE-_E/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy brother &amp;amp; sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262029356569776370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQZ70gQE0PI/AAAAAAAAAqY/yRpLu13rg48/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The happy Honeymooners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262025393504633522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQZ4N0rtwrI/AAAAAAAAAqI/KGa8BN7dK-Q/s320/Hawaii+Sept+2008+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SQZ5HVq9i_I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/r95E3kUrP_E/s1600-h/Hawaii+Sept+2008+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is without a doubt Kami's best part of the Kauai trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Turn your volume up and listen to her tell the pigs to be nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d176850700d36720" 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://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd176850700d36720%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331683071%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4DB9279455599FB755A4A2EEA6293030EEF8735B.3A9CE4306882C37220880D1A50C7820DE279783E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd176850700d36720%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjFBRJl-jrdV8BypbkxqIc0tmmQQ&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://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd176850700d36720%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331683071%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4DB9279455599FB755A4A2EEA6293030EEF8735B.3A9CE4306882C37220880D1A50C7820DE279783E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd176850700d36720%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjFBRJl-jrdV8BypbkxqIc0tmmQQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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Here is the latest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dropped the house price and we seem to be having a spike of people coming through. We have lots that have come back a second time and many who are too nervous to live where their backyard backs up to 104th because they are afraid of road noise. I told Richard that is so funny because it never occured to me when we moved in that noise would be a problem.  There really isn't a lot because we have A/C and never open the windows. Anyway it was a surprise to know that was an obstacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maile has been here the last couple of days and I love it when she comes because she gets so much work done for me. We put a couple more finishing touches on the decor of the house and then went Christmas shopping at Kohl's where they were having a huge sale. We managed to get something for every grandchild and good old Maile got them all wrapped. For some odd reason though when I went to the closet where all my Christmas wrap, bows, ribbon etc. had been it was gone. HMMMM--either garage or Utah and I had a mini meltdown. I even said sort of a little swear word. I can just say I am really tired of living this way. Everything I need seems to either be in the middle of the garage (know way am I findind it there) or in Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO--we went to Costco and bought wrap but I didn't have mini meltdown about ribbon, tags, etc. until after we went to Costco because I didn't know it was gone. So I still have to do ribbon and tags but the hard part is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also learning to accept the fact that there is going to be a grandchild along the way that definitely prefers Grandpa over Grandma. That would be Cannon. If Dad is pounding on something Cannon is pounding. If Dad is eating so is Cannon. He even talked Grandpa into laying on the Love Sac with him tonight to watch Baby Einstein videos. I had to take a couple of photos that I will post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some good news. Provo Craft people called and want Richard to come down for an interview and a tour through their facilities the first week in November. Everybody say your prayers and cross your fingers. I am serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still working on the settlement with Grange. Our attorney is awesome but the wheels of justice work slow and I think they work even slower when you have a former boss who is determined to make it work as slow as possible. We will get through it though. It really is funny when I look at what we bring in on unemployment and how we always write the first check out for tithing and we make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted since Hawaii but I have to say Dad and I had the time of our lives. After everybody left Kami and Ben and Kai went with Dad and I to Kaui and it was awesome and so beautiful. If I can sort out some photos from that I will post them sometime soon. When we got back to Oahu we rented a convertible and had so darn much fun. It was hard to come back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is 9:30 and that is just way past my bedtime and YW Stake Volleyball starts in the morning so I have to get up at the crack of 7:00. I hate that on a Saturday. Oh wait, I hate that any day of the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case anybody wants to know--there is an advertisement with "Cheap Tickets" for flights from Seattle to Honolulu through United Airlines for $326.  I had my finger on the "Submit" button when Richard pulled me away from the computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258348937990773874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SPlof8n-HHI/AAAAAAAAApo/DMySVu2lK3s/s320/October+18,+2008+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Two grandsons that do love Grandpa and want to be in the middle of everything:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258348948850131490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SPloglFCwiI/AAAAAAAAAp4/RhLsOW1W0tI/s320/October+18,+2008+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Three of the cutest boys in my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258348947266461538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SPlogfLd32I/AAAAAAAAApw/mwRgHplERDI/s320/October+18,+2008+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It didn't take a lot of coaxing to get Grandpa to watch Einstein videos with Cannon.  It was the only time all day he got to sit down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258348963920874242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SPlohdOMCwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/D3PiLWOBZnA/s320/October+18,+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A great start of my Christmas gift buying.  Which one is for you?  Only Maile knows!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-6981884377669422151?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/6981884377669422151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=6981884377669422151' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/6981884377669422151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/6981884377669422151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2008/10/were-still-here.html' title='We&apos;re Still Here****'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SPlof8n-HHI/AAAAAAAAApo/DMySVu2lK3s/s72-c/October+18,+2008+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-6159923709015120054</id><published>2008-08-21T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:32:49.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Odds and Ends</title><content type='html'>Okay so I am the world's worst blog updater. But give me a break. This summer has got to have been the busiest on record. From the end of February until now we have had two grandsons born (I spent several weeks with both), the last of the older grandsons visit us, Joey Coleman--Erika's youngest, Trek, High Adventure, Girls Camp, Grandpa Oram's 90th birthday party, a son getting married, and a couple of extra trips to Utah. I truly feel like I haven't been home at all. Below are just a smattering of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After we redid the house the first time and cleaned things up to make it more generic and ready to sell we went back and did more.  We took furniture out of the living room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTu_Fk5hJI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7CXDiah1gJo/s1600-h/House+Finished+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239075034134840466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTu_Fk5hJI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7CXDiah1gJo/s320/House+Finished+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a shot of some of Maile's handiwork while she was here helping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTu_kotLkI/AAAAAAAAAd4/fty6pDaRyI0/s1600-h/House+Finished+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239075042472308290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTu_kotLkI/AAAAAAAAAd4/fty6pDaRyI0/s320/House+Finished+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sold the furniture in the office and turned the bonus room in to a play room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTur856gnI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ZxK8n5Ub6b0/s1600-h/House+Finished+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239074705389552242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTur856gnI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ZxK8n5Ub6b0/s320/House+Finished+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice we even have a television in there for Thomas the Train DVD's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTusbfYesI/AAAAAAAAAdg/TQM0xbNhWfA/s1600-h/House+Finished+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239074713599769282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTusbfYesI/AAAAAAAAAdg/TQM0xbNhWfA/s320/House+Finished+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now I need to get some kid pictures to brighten up the room.  Check out the papason swing we got off Craig's list--brand new--$35!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTusqIP0FI/AAAAAAAAAdo/dbAbi1Fk-T4/s1600-h/House+Finished+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239074717529264210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTusqIP0FI/AAAAAAAAAdo/dbAbi1Fk-T4/s320/House+Finished+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took all the wallpaper down in what used to be Kami's room and painted over the red.  Sorry Kami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTuJmoJvuI/AAAAAAAAAdA/dFyLYh5lnbc/s1600-h/House+Finished+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239074115293920994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTuJmoJvuI/AAAAAAAAAdA/dFyLYh5lnbc/s320/House+Finished+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTuJ906bzI/AAAAAAAAAdI/3cqI-rkIKDU/s1600-h/House+Finished+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239074121521458994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTuJ906bzI/AAAAAAAAAdI/3cqI-rkIKDU/s320/House+Finished+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTuKLQdPtI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/CvYQnKLA-t0/s1600-h/House+Finished+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239074125126647506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTuKLQdPtI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/CvYQnKLA-t0/s320/House+Finished+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say I absolutely love our new bathroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTtq2w2C0I/AAAAAAAAAco/PTG2H81K-l4/s1600-h/House+Finished+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239073587049401154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTtq2w2C0I/AAAAAAAAAco/PTG2H81K-l4/s320/House+Finished+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTtrHaeF_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/gdOoR_vbA34/s1600-h/House+Finished+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239073591518959602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTtrHaeF_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/gdOoR_vbA34/s320/House+Finished+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out the cool clock on the wall.  Glass and chrome.  I knew the girls would be proud of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTtrW21T0I/AAAAAAAAAc4/lmbcIzKCDYM/s1600-h/House+Finished+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239073595664453442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTtrW21T0I/AAAAAAAAAc4/lmbcIzKCDYM/s320/House+Finished+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Richard chose the cool glass medicine cabinet all by himself.  He is getting pretty darn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTtPwGJRHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/qC47yZkLFbU/s1600-h/House+Finished+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239073121403225202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTtPwGJRHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/qC47yZkLFbU/s320/House+Finished+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gone is all the deep reds from our bedroom.  There is just a bit left in the bedspread.  What do you all think.  Do I need to change that as well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTtQBwAOjI/AAAAAAAAAcY/v7DSA4B3O8U/s1600-h/House+Finished+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239073126142196274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTtQBwAOjI/AAAAAAAAAcY/v7DSA4B3O8U/s320/House+Finished+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everything in bedroom and bathroom is now trimmed in white including the pocket doors between which you can't see anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTtQWz5bpI/AAAAAAAAAcg/E1ioHfnQrxw/s1600-h/House+Finished+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239073131795672722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTtQWz5bpI/AAAAAAAAAcg/E1ioHfnQrxw/s320/House+Finished+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a couple come back today that had already been through it once.  We were gone but when we came home they had left their paper and measuring tape on the counter.  They had drawn out where they could put all their furniture.  Let's hope that is a good sign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237117762889759250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SK3625_uuhI/AAAAAAAAAbo/BUzosZODuoQ/s320/DSCN1433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everywhere Kami and I would go together while she was here I would volunteer to sit in the back and take care of Kai. After all that is my favorite job. Don't freak out girls! The car was stopped!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SK363510SeI/AAAAAAAAAbw/yQ7v3KxCtBA/s1600-h/DSCN1480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237117780028049890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SK363510SeI/AAAAAAAAAbw/yQ7v3KxCtBA/s320/DSCN1480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jed's little nephew, Carter, decided he liked me and that I was okay as an extra Grandma, especially after he and I made chocolate chip cookies together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SK3635tDjbI/AAAAAAAAAb4/P6BDt8V-GZE/s1600-h/DSCN1481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237117779991301554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SK3635tDjbI/AAAAAAAAAb4/P6BDt8V-GZE/s320/DSCN1481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite was when we got the ingredients all in and mixed up and I asked him if he wanted a bite of dough. He looked at me horrified and said, "NO--I don't want to eat rotten eggs!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SK364tX1zhI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rxrB9oPNyG8/s1600-h/DSCN1482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237117793860963858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SK364tX1zhI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rxrB9oPNyG8/s320/DSCN1482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SK364-vLGcI/AAAAAAAAAcI/9SwX3L-KVbA/s1600-h/DSCN1483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237117798522231234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SK364-vLGcI/AAAAAAAAAcI/9SwX3L-KVbA/s320/DSCN1483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I close tonight I just want to say how excited I am for the wedding on Saturday.  Meredith, Dad and I love you like you were our own daughter.  I have seen such a happiness in Cody since he found you that has never been there before.  We love you for the good person you are and for making our son want to be a better person.  I always said that was the sign of true love.  When a person gives you a desire to be better and better they are right for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also love your three beautiful children and we couldn't be happier to inherit more grandchildren.  We now have 7 biological and 7 acquired counting yours, Erika's and Josh and Nikki's little Aaron.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though this has been a difficult year for Richard and I we still consider ourselves extremely blessed.  We called Nalani's the other night and all 4 kids were there with their kids.  It sounded chaotic but Richard and I said how blessed we felt that the kids would care to be with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We look forward to the day when Cody and Meredith will be sealed and already have plans to make that a special day also.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We don't know for sure where exactly a job will show up for us but we are hoping we will be near you all.  Being around our kids, their friends, and the whole Clark clan would truly be wonderful for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-6159923709015120054?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/6159923709015120054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=6159923709015120054' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/6159923709015120054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/6159923709015120054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-odds-and-ends.html' title='Summer Odds and Ends'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SLTu_Fk5hJI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7CXDiah1gJo/s72-c/House+Finished+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-6865102439742944663</id><published>2008-06-29T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:03:22.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Westward Ho!</title><content type='html'>After about a bizillion hours of planning and preparation the mighty Redmond Stake Youth Conference Trek is over. In a few words it was awesome. I heard some of the kids say it was the hardest thing they have ever done and the coolest thing they have ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day it was kind of cool. We got up there, loaded handcarts, pulled them 2 miles. Along the way we had rest stops where they were given different vignettes that were pioneer stories. I was the first one and mine was about "Grandma Nellie." Her parents joined the church when she was 6 years old in England. Their dream was to come to America, travel to Salt Lake and raise their kids and build up Zion. Along the way both her parents died and were buried in snow drifts. She was in the Martin Handcart Company and by the time they were rescued she had frosbitten feet and legs that were so bad they had to be amputated to save her life. So with no anethesia or pain killers she was strapped to a board and with a saw and butcher knife her legs were amputed below the knee. They never healed properly and for the rest of her life bone stuck out of the bottom of the stumps. The story told about how bloody her stumps were many days after she had worked scrubbing floors. So we had me bandaged up to look like I didn't have legs but I did have bloody stumps. As I was telling the story I looked over and a couple of kids were crying. That was tame though compared to when they had to pull that handcart up a couple of steep hills the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day it was close to 90 degrees and they walked and pulled a total of 12 miles. At one point two men on horses came and took the boys away for the Mormon Battalion and the girls had to pull by themselves. The boys had to stand on the side and watch but couldn't help. I think it was harder on the boys than the girls. They really struggled with that. Then after they got the young men back and walked a few more miles there was a final steep hill that was almost impossible for them to get up. So we "angels" come out of nowhere, guys in white shirts with white a white tie around their hats and without saying any words they stepped in and helped pull the handcarts up the hills. The kids and the "Ma's" by then were so tired some of them started to cry. It was pretty touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we did 8 pioneer games and one of them was pulling taffy. It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say though I have had my fill of wearing the same pioneer clothes with no shower for 3 days. Thanks heavens God put me in the generation that didn't require that of me. I couldn't have worn my mascara and makeup for heaven sakes!! That just wouldn't have worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost our good photos for some reason but here are a few we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SGhYsH1-SQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/yjaEU58uOZQ/s1600-h/View+of+Meadow.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The area near Enumclaw where the trek took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217512666663290322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SGhUIHORBdI/AAAAAAAAAag/bH1-1YLd3EY/s320/View+of+Meadow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our "Taj Mahal" tent which was a little walk from the biffy!  I actually quite enjoyed the camping though.  It isn't bad with an air mattress and warm sleeping bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217514672665076034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SGhV84KXIUI/AAAAAAAAAa4/eiK5CVUnvrw/s320/Taj+Mahal.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is pretty rough camp ground when you were tripping over stumps in the middle of the night.  After a while it is easier to find a bush!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217513049808316850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SGhUeajKKbI/AAAAAAAAAao/ObPhvidvxGs/s320/Camp.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first of the trail when the kids didn't think it was going to be so bad.  Little did they know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217515133066372946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SGhWXrSlZ1I/AAAAAAAAAbA/7wK7GpQ0iRg/s320/Easy+Trail.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217514143885183026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SGhVeGTaSDI/AAAAAAAAAaw/x8mjA83Jaxk/s320/Westward+Ho.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Tanner gave a little "Way to go talk" at the top of "Heartbreak Hill."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SGhWzTxREeI/AAAAAAAAAbI/7GNYoRn6XUo/s1600-h/President+Tanner+Vignette.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217515607788949986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SGhWzTxREeI/AAAAAAAAAbI/7GNYoRn6XUo/s320/President+Tanner+Vignette.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are finished!  Time to tear down the handcarts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217519602876124434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SGhab2oRjRI/AAAAAAAAAbg/N4yZFgtD8lU/s320/Undo+the+Ropes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing as fun as being at home in Grandma's bed watching cartoons with the grandkids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217515826953557330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SGhXAEOLlVI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ygf8FJhseAg/s320/Mom+Grandkids+Bed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-6865102439742944663?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/6865102439742944663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=6865102439742944663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/6865102439742944663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/6865102439742944663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2008/06/westward-ho.html' title='Westward Ho!'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SGhUIHORBdI/AAAAAAAAAag/bH1-1YLd3EY/s72-c/View+of+Meadow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-4634627535778120334</id><published>2008-05-30T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:44:47.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there is one thing I have learned in my 39+ years it is that life is full of changes and adjustments. Some of them are good and some are very difficult. It seems our lives these past couple of weeks have had some very difficult changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents always worry about their children and pray for the very best for them. Somehow it seems parents are not the only ones who go through tough times, children do also which means parents worries just multiply the older your children get and the more grandchildren that come on the scene. Right now we pray hard for our oldest son and that things will work out for the good and that the changes he is experiencing will make him a stronger person. We are grateful for Erika and our three acquired grandchildren in that family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems when changes and challenges come they also come in bunches. Last Thursday after 10 years at Grange Insurance and many excellent reviews, Richard's boss walked in and simply said things weren't working out and he was letting him go. There was no explanation and we probably never will really know why except it is pretty safe to say politics are alive and well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what do you do when you are 61, just a few years away from retirement, making a great income, and good benefits that take care of a wife who seems to run up medical bills as fast as health insurance and flex plan can pay them off. We have had to say to ourselves that somehow this has to be part of a bigger plan and we have to have faith we will find that plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We feel if we have to make a major change right now that we may as well make it in the direction of our children and grandchildren as well as a sister and brotherr-in-law that we have always loved and had fun with. Yes folks--after years of saying I would never move back to Utah I think we may be headed in that direction. Let's hope there is a ward somewhere that can handle and accept Sharon. I am just praying for a home with a view as nice as Nalani's and a much smaller mortgage than we have here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you know Richard you will not be surprised to know he already has our master closet torn apart in preparation for a major bathroom remodel. When we moved in 5 1/2 years ago we had not been in the house 24 hours before Richard had the master closet torn apart. Somehow I feel like I am having a dejavu moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course in preparation for selling the house we have to plant new trees to replace the ones we just paid somebody to take down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206394320251670210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SEDUDLM2TsI/AAAAAAAAAaY/BClQGqg0pqs/s320/IMG_0914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I will miss about Redmond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206391803400834690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SEDRwrM2ToI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/zeX9OZlLt0E/s320/IMG_0915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The infamous master closet that now looks just like it did 5 years ago while we were trying to move in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206391953724690066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SEDR5bM2TpI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ULeipapEEe4/s320/IMG_0916.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We even tore the office apart and decided it really was time to sort out our college books and give them away! (Just kidding but we have some pretty old books we need to get rid of!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206392619444620978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SEDSgLM2TrI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/BI6ldzxMXyw/s320/IMG_0919.JPG" border="0" /&gt; If I get discouraged when we move in to another house because it needs TLC I will just remember the "While You Were Out" project Richard did for me when I was away taking care of Quinn and Maile. I have to say I do have one talented husband and he has made every house we have lived in a beautiful home. He will again I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206392189947891362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SEDSHLM2TqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/JPpBvFy0tx8/s320/IMG_0918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-4634627535778120334?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/4634627535778120334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=4634627535778120334' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/4634627535778120334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/4634627535778120334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-changes.html' title='Life Changes'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/SEDUDLM2TsI/AAAAAAAAAaY/BClQGqg0pqs/s72-c/IMG_0914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-1385652238179671941</id><published>2008-03-29T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T17:50:49.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Job of All--Grandma Sharon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing in my life that means more to me than my family. It seems I learn this lesson again each time a new grandchild comes into my life. Spending weeks taking care and helping with that new grandchild had its benefits and its drawbacks. The benefits were the blessings that come from rocking that child in the middle of the night and trying to program that little mind to believe I really am a cool Grandma:) The drawback was coming home and being very lonesome for him and my other children and grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time I believed parents who whined about their children moving away needed to grow up. Now I have grown up and I am whining about my children being far away. There were many years when I promised myself I would never move back to Utah because the way I perceived the mentality of the members there really bugged me. But the words of my Mother have come clearly into my mind over the last few months. She always said, "It is a tradeoff wherever you go. There is something better and something not as good wherever you choose to live--so bloom where you are planted." I didn't think I could bloom in Utah but I know there are good things that probably outweigh anything else--real or perceived. I find myself saying lately, "Well maybe it wouldn't be so bad to live in Utah closer to our grandkids."'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that as Richard would say, "If some of us is gonna eat some of us is gonna work!" And therein lies the problem. How do you get a good job equal to what you already have when you are 61? You hope for a miracle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photos below are my favorite from Utah. And you notice they are all family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R-7ZNV_aybI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1FV_l645QJA/s1600-h/IMG_1194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183319044414687666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R-7ZNV_aybI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1FV_l645QJA/s320/IMG_1194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two of our favorite grandsons, Austin and Cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R-7Y01_ayaI/AAAAAAAAAZg/6fgfWeh97Os/s1600-h/IMG_1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183318623507892642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R-7Y01_ayaI/AAAAAAAAAZg/6fgfWeh97Os/s320/IMG_1202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kami--holding our youngest grandson with the next soon to be youngest grandson hidden behind Cash:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R-7X61_ayZI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ZoA57gnFeJs/s1600-h/IMG_1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183317627075479954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R-7X61_ayZI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ZoA57gnFeJs/s320/IMG_1160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Handsome son, handsome grandson--who knows--maybe he will soon have several of his own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R-7WzF_ayXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/UqAsfPcqPAk/s1600-h/IMG_1213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183316394419865970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R-7WzF_ayXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/UqAsfPcqPAk/s320/IMG_1213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute litte Aaron Colley. He thinks we are his grandparents and we don't tell him any different. He is as cute as any three year old can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R-7VxF_ayWI/AAAAAAAAAZA/h_VEuwv5mkg/s1600-h/IMG_1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183315260548499810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R-7VxF_ayWI/AAAAAAAAAZA/h_VEuwv5mkg/s320/IMG_1218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My honey. As cute as any 61 year old can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R-7VcV_ayVI/AAAAAAAAAY4/fT1ObNwekGQ/s1600-h/IMG_1183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183314904066214226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R-7VcV_ayVI/AAAAAAAAAY4/fT1ObNwekGQ/s320/IMG_1183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then there's me. I'm 61 and not as cute as anyone can be but I am happy to be alive and be a grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-1385652238179671941?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/1385652238179671941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=1385652238179671941' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/1385652238179671941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/1385652238179671941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-favorite-job-of-all-grandma-sharon.html' title='My Favorite Job of All--Grandma Sharon'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R-7ZNV_aybI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1FV_l645QJA/s72-c/IMG_1194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-1108293585805665254</id><published>2008-02-08T18:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T18:06:52.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharon on a Pioneer Trek?  Get Serious!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R60QwF1JhJI/AAAAAAAAAYw/tlIOeN1OFy4/s1600-h/IMG_0841.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well tonight I was going to post a photo Richard took of me in my pioneer costume that Kami made for me. The costume is awesome--the photo of me not so hot!!! I promised Kami when I get dressed up for the kickoff fireside on Sunday night I would have Richie take another photo. This time I will turn my best side to the camera, try to hold in my stomach and maybe I won't hate the next photo quite so badly. Maybe I will put some makeup on and do my hair--now there's an idea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is true. Nobody told me until after I had agreed to be Stake YW President that this year is the year of the dreaded "TREK!" We march about 21 miles in 3 days pulling a handcart full of supplies up and down hills near Ellensburg. When I heard the up and down hills part I offered to cook for everyone! If that isn't bad enough we can't take deordorant or makeup or any of the comforts of home. Yea right! I'm glad Richard is coming along in his truck. I can hide a lot of makeup and toiletries in that truck! Along with an air mattress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that isn't bad enough the next month is girls camp and we all know how Sharon loves to camp. Actually it won't be so bad. Half the time I will be at High Adventure which is the fun adventure the 6 year girls get to go on. This year it will be at a stake member's home on Lake Ponderilles in Sand Point, Idaho. We will be doing lots of fun thing including hiking, visiting a goat farm where we will milk goats and make cheese. That night we bring the cheese home and make lasagna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows--maybe I will run in to Mark Fuhriman while I am there.I know he lives there because that is what they say when they introduce him on Court TV. When I see him I am going to ask him if OJ Simpson really killed Nicole. I think I know what answer he would give me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say on a more serious note how sad I was to hear about President Hinckley's passing. I have lived long enough to see David O McKay, Joseph Fielding Smith, Harold B Lee, Spencer W. Kimball, Ezra Taft Benson, Howard W. Hunter and now President Hinckley pass. Without doubt I think the church has mourned President Hinckley's death more than any prophet I have seen. There was just something about him that made everybody love him. He took the church leaps and bounds forward into the 21st century and made it a worldwide church. Whenever I get down and feel like I am not satisfied with my efforts I will think of him saying, "Just do your best!" And that is just what I intend to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to say how grateful I am that Heavenly Father took him quickly when it was his time to go. When I first heard it I couldn't help but say, "Thank you Father for not making him suffer like my Dad and Mom did." I would not wish that on anybody. I just hope when it is my time to go there will be many people who can say they loved me as much as people loved him. How awesome would that be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-1108293585805665254?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/1108293585805665254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=1108293585805665254' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/1108293585805665254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/1108293585805665254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2008/02/sharon-on-pioneer-trek-get-serious.html' title='Sharon on a Pioneer Trek?  Get Serious!!!'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-7069547829809471042</id><published>2008-01-15T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T18:16:42.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna' Go Back to My LIttle Grass Shack-----</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R40-7N67giI/AAAAAAAAAYg/qCaeDnQsGNA/s1600-h/IMG_0810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155846335479120418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R40-7N67giI/AAAAAAAAAYg/qCaeDnQsGNA/s320/IMG_0810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;40 Years on January 20th&lt;br /&gt;He is Still My Favorite &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well it is the 14th of January in good old Seattle and last night it started snowing about 4 pm and quite shortly before midnight. That always makes for a fun morning commute and watching the news to see who has slid down the hill and taken out a fire hydrant and 3 cars along the way. I used to say, "Don't these stupid people know how to drive in snow!" Now I just sit home and wish my tires weren't quite so bald and my car so squirly on icy roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was sitting here the last couple of days working about 8 hours a day on YW, camp, High Adventure, Fashion Show, Ward Conference and etc. I am looking out the window of the office and thinking how much I truly miss Hawaii. After a month there I am having a hard adjustment. I told Richard that now I understood why he was so weird when he first came home from his mission and he stood at the picture window in Grandma and Grandpa's living room and cried! I have wanted to cry more than once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that as I was going through my Hawaii photos I found a couple of favorites I hadn't put on. Here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155837818558972370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R403Ld67gdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wHwK_Vu7zx4/s320/IMG_0643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly say there is nothing in my life I enjoy more than grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155838544408445410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R4031t67geI/AAAAAAAAAYA/oEM4df8ePX4/s320/IMG_0750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also love the fact the grandchildren love the aunts and uncles. I remember my Mom saying to me once when you reach this age there is nothing that brings you more joy than your family. She was so right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155847327616565810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R40_0967gjI/AAAAAAAAAYo/m6hRWTDuJI0/s320/IMG_0747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next life I am going to be as agile as this guy. I am also going to be as ripped--or is it "cut" when it is a woman. I will take either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155844591722398210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R409Vt67ggI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ZFjsE_lWLl0/s320/IMG_0774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this photo of my feet because I truly learned how much I love bare feet or flip flops and t-shirts. Yes it is true--Sharon who never leaves the house without her makeup and jewelry learned there is much more comfort in t-shirts and flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155845824378012178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R40-dd67ghI/AAAAAAAAAYY/HVJGh9i63SY/s320/IMG_0780_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I believe this photo is my very favorite from Hawaii. This was the last night Maile and Nate and kids were there. We went to Ewa Beach where the guys were boogy boarding. Quinn was playing in the sand. There were a group of Hawaiians up in the park having a big party. When this little girl saw Quinn she came running down to the water--no parents anywhere and I don't think they were concerned. She was obviously very comfortable with the water. When she realized it was going to ruin her pretty little dress she just hiked the dress up around her waist and could have cared less than her under panties were showing. You could see in her face that this was one happy little girl that loved life. I used this photo in my ward conference yesterday with the YW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-604b26adb326961e" 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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D604b26adb326961e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331683071%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77E3A8453CF9977C099956069C9DA3C2856A611E.1DF162FA7D836F3F52D9C4E0CA06998F4CF181E2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D604b26adb326961e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dpa2QXB9hQR4OhJXJeIeY2PW9rTI&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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D604b26adb326961e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331683071%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77E3A8453CF9977C099956069C9DA3C2856A611E.1DF162FA7D836F3F52D9C4E0CA06998F4CF181E2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D604b26adb326961e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dpa2QXB9hQR4OhJXJeIeY2PW9rTI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;New Years Eve In Hawaii is insane.  This is video Richard took from our deck on New Years Eve.  This is a party that was going on right next door and the houses on our block.  I told Richard I know now why Hawaiians have small houses.  They spend all their money on fireworks.  Those guys really know how to do it up right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to add in closing that I am so grateful for 40 wonderful years with a man who is a perfect gentleman, a loving husband, and a great father and grandfather. I have never regretted that decision I made so many years ago. Life has not always been easy but I have never doubted the rightness of my decision or my sweetheart's commitment to me, the gospel and to our family. I love you Sweet Richie:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-7069547829809471042?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=604b26adb326961e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/7069547829809471042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=7069547829809471042' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/7069547829809471042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/7069547829809471042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-wanna-go-back-to-my-little-grass.html' title='I Wanna&apos; Go Back to My LIttle Grass Shack-----'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R40-7N67giI/AAAAAAAAAYg/qCaeDnQsGNA/s72-c/IMG_0810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-1308338896560953946</id><published>2007-12-27T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T23:36:29.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If anybody should wonder why I would leave Seattle to come to Hawaii for Christmas this is why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SZNt67gWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/2JO7kXWWZRI/s1600-h/Moms+Christmas001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148908734935433570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SZNt67gWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/2JO7kXWWZRI/s320/Moms+Christmas001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days of the first week Nalani was nice enough to get me a room in the Ko Olina JW Marriott Resort. Whoa--talk about nice! One night I took Quinn with me to stay all night. We played on the beach and made sand castles. His most favorite thing though was when I ordered room service for him. When they brought the table in with all the glitz Quinn's eyes got as big as saucers. A few days later when we got ready to go to the beach house Quinn said, "Grandma when we get to the hotel we are going to will you order me room service?" I turned to Maile and said, "I have created a monster!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SXnd67gSI/AAAAAAAAAWg/QZTMp_wYilg/s1600-h/Mom+Christmas002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SXnd67gSI/AAAAAAAAAWg/QZTMp_wYilg/s1600-h/Mom+Christmas002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148906978293809442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SXnd67gSI/AAAAAAAAAWg/QZTMp_wYilg/s320/Mom+Christmas002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SYTd67gUI/AAAAAAAAAWw/26CMdatEWW0/s1600-h/Mom+Christmas004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3Sa7t67gYI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/j1F3qBKIAhw/s1600-h/Moms+Christmas003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I went Christmas shopping in the NEX (Navy Exchange). Cannon was getting pretty tired of the whole deal. He suddenly picked up a pink hat and plopped it on his head. I had to take this photo to irritate Nate. We all thought it was pretty funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SYTd67gUI/AAAAAAAAAWw/26CMdatEWW0/s1600-h/Mom+Christmas004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148907734208053570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SYTd67gUI/AAAAAAAAAWw/26CMdatEWW0/s320/Mom+Christmas004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3Sa7t67gYI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/j1F3qBKIAhw/s1600-h/Moms+Christmas003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SZON67gXI/AAAAAAAAAXI/QRqluRG2LeY/s1600-h/Moms+Christmas002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter whose computer is out Cannon is going for it. The funny thing is he gets this look on his face that he it totally serious. You let kids do a lot of things when you are in a little space and trying to entertain them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SXmt67gRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zhJ_Z3nLLiw/s1600-h/Mom+Christmas001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148906965408907538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SXmt67gRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zhJ_Z3nLLiw/s320/Mom+Christmas001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3Sa7t67gYI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/j1F3qBKIAhw/s1600-h/Moms+Christmas003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SXmt67gRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zhJ_Z3nLLiw/s1600-h/Mom+Christmas001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SXmt67gRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zhJ_Z3nLLiw/s1600-h/Mom+Christmas001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SZON67gXI/AAAAAAAAAXI/QRqluRG2LeY/s1600-h/Moms+Christmas002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve Dad and Cody walked the block and a half to the Hawaiian Temple and took photos. This temple and the block that leads up to it is one of the prettiest I have ever seen. It just takes your breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3Sa8d67gZI/AAAAAAAAAXY/fleBBcOHPY0/s1600-h/Moms+Christmas005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148910637605945746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3Sa8d67gZI/AAAAAAAAAXY/fleBBcOHPY0/s320/Moms+Christmas005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate picked this flower Christmas Eve while we were at the Polynesian Cultural Center and put it over his ear. Check out the look in Nate's eyes--like "Not in this lifetime son!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3Sa7t67gYI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/j1F3qBKIAhw/s1600-h/Moms+Christmas003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148910624721043842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3Sa7t67gYI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/j1F3qBKIAhw/s320/Moms+Christmas003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas just wasn't Christmas without a tree. Kami transported hers and she and Quinn put it up so we could feel the spirit. It is pretty weird when it is 75 or 80 outside and you hear Christmas carols in the background and see Christmas decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SZON67gXI/AAAAAAAAAXI/QRqluRG2LeY/s1600-h/Moms+Christmas002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148908743525368178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SZON67gXI/AAAAAAAAAXI/QRqluRG2LeY/s320/Moms+Christmas002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SZON67gXI/AAAAAAAAAXI/QRqluRG2LeY/s1600-h/Moms+Christmas002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite gift on Christmas Eve. The bibs Kami and Ben gave us announcing a new baby coming in July. What better gift could I ask for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SYT967gVI/AAAAAAAAAW4/A3ewqb5l7m8/s1600-h/Mom+Christmas005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SYT967gVI/AAAAAAAAAW4/A3ewqb5l7m8/s1600-h/Mom+Christmas005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148907742797988178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="213" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SYT967gVI/AAAAAAAAAW4/A3ewqb5l7m8/s320/Mom+Christmas005.jpg" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for Cody it doesn't get any better than a Home Depot gift card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3Sa8t67gaI/AAAAAAAAAXg/QZJketuI08A/s1600-h/Moms+Christmas007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148910641900913058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3Sa8t67gaI/AAAAAAAAAXg/QZJketuI08A/s320/Moms+Christmas007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE will have been married 40 years January 20th and he is still pretty cute isn't he.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SXnt67gTI/AAAAAAAAAWo/h2RJ7YziPfg/s1600-h/Mom+Christmas003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148906982588776754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SXnt67gTI/AAAAAAAAAWo/h2RJ7YziPfg/s320/Mom+Christmas003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kole Kole Pass that is on an abandoned Navy Base here in Hawaii. You can only get on it with a military ID so Ben took us. It was awesome. This truly has been a great Christmas. It doesn't come much better than being able to spend time with your own family and the spouses they have chosen when you love them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3Sbed67gbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/fEahJ1jiAhE/s1600-h/Moms+Christmas010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148911221721498034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3Sbed67gbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/fEahJ1jiAhE/s320/Moms+Christmas010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-1308338896560953946?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/1308338896560953946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=1308338896560953946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/1308338896560953946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/1308338896560953946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-anybody-should-wonder-why-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3SZNt67gWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/2JO7kXWWZRI/s72-c/Moms+Christmas001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-4073201720403539239</id><published>2007-12-24T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T13:07:21.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3AfIt67gQI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YU8w88bLfps/s1600-h/mom&amp;amp;dad+beach.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147648608710656258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3AfIt67gQI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YU8w88bLfps/s320/mom%26dad+beach.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3AeSt67gPI/AAAAAAAAAWI/XbCN6ntQ3QY/s1600-h/hotelview.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147647680997720306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3AeSt67gPI/AAAAAAAAAWI/XbCN6ntQ3QY/s320/hotelview.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Us on the beach.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quinn standing on our deck.  This is our view from our hotel room at the Ko'Olina JW Marriott Beach Resort.  It was gorgeous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-4073201720403539239?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/4073201720403539239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=4073201720403539239' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/4073201720403539239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/4073201720403539239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/12/us-on-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R3AfIt67gQI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YU8w88bLfps/s72-c/mom%26dad+beach.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-8157612505057967360</id><published>2007-12-16T11:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T12:11:09.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Parade in Hawaii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R2WDMt67gOI/AAAAAAAAAWA/LvUUR0G4pPU/s1600-h/christmasparade2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144662403849093346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R2WDMt67gOI/AAAAAAAAAWA/LvUUR0G4pPU/s320/christmasparade2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took Maile's boys to a Christmas parade on EWA beach. They loved the band, honking semi's and fire engines.  Maile and I laughed at this one truck because the guy was obviously having a wonderful time honking his horn.  He never took a break from it.  He probably honked without stopping for about 5 minutes with a big grin on his face.  We said that was a Jason moment for sure.  He would have loved this parade and would definitely have done the same thing.  Quinn's face lit up like a Christmas Tree when the huge fire engines came by.  One pulled out because it was smoking.  Maile turned to me and said, "Not a good sign when the fire engine has smoke coming out of it!" The last picture is hard to see cause it was from our camera phone. It's Grandma holding Cannon and sitting by Quinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R2WDJN67gNI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Kjbp97SF8Sc/s1600-h/christmasparade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144662343719551186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R2WDJN67gNI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Kjbp97SF8Sc/s320/christmasparade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R2WDEt67gMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/jsaoGD3AX9M/s1600-h/grandmaboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144662266410139842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R2WDEt67gMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/jsaoGD3AX9M/s320/grandmaboys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-8157612505057967360?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/8157612505057967360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=8157612505057967360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/8157612505057967360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/8157612505057967360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-parade-in-hawaii.html' title='Christmas Parade in Hawaii'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R2WDMt67gOI/AAAAAAAAAWA/LvUUR0G4pPU/s72-c/christmasparade2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-8816197348353022402</id><published>2007-11-19T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T13:07:27.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bird in the Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So you see that plate of beautiful pecan pull aparts below? Those were a source of great irritation to my sweet husband the other night. Those who know me know that for about the last year I have hardly slept through a single night. So sometimes when I can't sleep I watch television. Well the other night I was sick of television. So I decided to make a surprise for Richard. I decided it would be nice to have nice hot sweet rolls for him when he woke up. Wrong decision! The first thing that happened was I forgot to put a drip pan under the bundt pan. The sticky rolls decided to drop sticky stuff on the bottom of the oven and burn. When I opened up the oven to check the rolls black smoke rolled out. My first thought was "Oh crap! The fire alarm is going to go off. " So I quickly run to the double french doors and open them wide. I thought I was safe when suddenly there was a very loud noise from the smoke alarm. I am standing below it swishing it with a dishtowel hoping Richard has his good ear down when Jen suddenly appears at the top of the stairs and says, "Is everything all right?" I say, "Oh yea--I am just baking!" Then I hear footsteps of the giant and the giant is standing at the top of the stairs in his purple bathrobe going "What the heck are you doing!!! It is 4:30 in the morning!!" And I sweetly say, "I was just trying to make a surprise for you!" The giant was not amused. End of story? NOPE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134654650138860002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R0H1MyHVmeI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/RY6n0glWXmM/s400/DSCI0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go back in the kitchen just in time to see a bird fly in the house. Since I am a brilliant human being I decide to chase the bird with a dishtowel. Yes folks that white stuff is bird poop on my kitchen tablecloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R0H0miHVmcI/AAAAAAAAAVA/cLGhjrKPVmo/s1600-h/DSCI0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134653993008863682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R0H0miHVmcI/AAAAAAAAAVA/cLGhjrKPVmo/s400/DSCI0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now the bird has my numberr and it decides to see how irritated it can make me without getting caught.  So it starts playing hide and seek in the vines etc. etc. I have above the cabinets in the kitchen.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134658034573089298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R0H4RyHVmhI/AAAAAAAAAVo/fr4S-pSPSwQ/s400/DSCI0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After he got tired of the vegetation in the kitchen he decided to perch on the lamp in the family room.  When I would get close to him he would fly off somewhere else.  After 45 minutes I gave up.  I know I am going to have to get the assistance of the giant.  So I go upstairs and the giant has his good ear down.  After almost yelling he wakes up and I say, "Honey we have a problem.  There is a bird in the house.  He grunts.  I say "Well do you just want me to let it fly all over the house????"  He grunts and says yes!  HMMMMM.  I don't like bird poop all over my house.  I go back downstairs and get a bright idea.  I turn all the lights off and unplug all the night lights.  I turn the outside back porch light on.  Sure enough--the bird makes a b-line for the light and I quickly shut the doors.  Case solved--without the help of the giant!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R0H0nCHVmdI/AAAAAAAAAVI/DCvwxuW5N90/s1600-h/DSCI0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134654001598798290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R0H0nCHVmdI/AAAAAAAAAVI/DCvwxuW5N90/s400/DSCI0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next day one of my little friends at church asks Grandma Sharon if she can come over and make cookies.  Being a sucker for little kids I said yes.  The giant was much happier when there was a little girl in the house--especially one studying Hawaii and needing info on it.  The giant taught her several corny songs and taught her how to move her hands like little fishies.  Thank heavens for little girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134654658728794610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R0H1NSHVmfI/AAAAAAAAAVY/TgRmoIDtuKs/s400/DSCI0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS--The giant did eat several of the sticky pecan pull aparts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-8816197348353022402?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/8816197348353022402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=8816197348353022402' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/8816197348353022402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/8816197348353022402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/11/bird-in-night.html' title='A Bird in the Night'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/R0H1MyHVmeI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/RY6n0glWXmM/s72-c/DSCI0115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-2475284895403624409</id><published>2007-10-31T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T09:23:16.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flip House Finshed--Please Send a Buyer!</title><content type='html'>Well the house is finally finished--over budget and over time deadline--but hey--it is one gorgeous house!!  Now all of you just pray there is a buyer that wants it at full price at this time of year.  I must say though--we are proud of the way it turned out.  Here are some of the photos.  I didn't get any of the downstairs.  I didn't stage that as much as the upstairs.  The downstairs has a huge family room, a big laundy room, a big bedroom, a bath with shower  and a room under the stairs that is perfect for a "Grandkids Cave" as I call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127530914549350674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RyimMzCMQRI/AAAAAAAAAUI/fP9vgTma3mM/s400/exterior.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously the outside from the street.  Check out the red door.  It is really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127531507254837554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RyimvTCMQTI/AAAAAAAAAUY/cgTpuCLHBHQ/s400/kitchen2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Check out this kitchen.  Stainless steel appliances and gorgeous slab granite countertops which you can probably see better in the next photo.  Also leaded glass in corner unit.  The little Chinese lady gave us "bery good dweal" on the glass because--well basically--because she liked to bargain as much as we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127531618923987266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Ryim1zCMQUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ARyHI1DA4oU/s400/kitchen_dining2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking into the dining room from kitchen.  Check out boxed wainscoating.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Ryim8zCMQVI/AAAAAAAAAUo/co0MEEow6Po/s1600-h/living_room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127531739183071570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Ryim8zCMQVI/AAAAAAAAAUo/co0MEEow6Po/s400/living_room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this not a beautiful living room or what:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RyimpTCMQSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/w5FwTV3ApZs/s1600-h/bath2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127531404175622434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RyimpTCMQSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/w5FwTV3ApZs/s400/bath2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127531855147188578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RyinDjCMQWI/AAAAAAAAAUw/KuUaCIS98wg/s400/master.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master Bedroom.  The closet you are looking at is an extra one we put in because it only had one closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127531979701240178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RyinKzCMQXI/AAAAAAAAAU4/B8sjmMeRWGw/s400/master_bath2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master Bathroom.  It has double sinks and also slab granite countertop.  This bathroom didn't even have a shower when we bought the house.  They had taken it out and left it that way for two years.  You could see the outside from this bathroom.  Lots of dry rot and lots and lots of work on Richard's part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-2475284895403624409?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/2475284895403624409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=2475284895403624409' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/2475284895403624409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/2475284895403624409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/10/flip-house-finshed-please-send-buyer.html' title='Flip House Finshed--Please Send a Buyer!'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RyimMzCMQRI/AAAAAAAAAUI/fP9vgTma3mM/s72-c/exterior.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-2455196468374790167</id><published>2007-10-31T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T08:53:41.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Sharon and Grandpa Richard Play Grandparents</title><content type='html'>Since we can't seem to get any of our sweet grandchildren to live by us you know we are all in the process or borrowing a few from the ward.  Monday was my birthday and we had two families with little girls come to the house to bring me potted plants and a candle.  How fun is that!  On Sunday night we had our traditional taco annual birthday dinner with David and the Bells.  Lots of fun.  Amanda came and brought a couple of friends.  One was her roommate, Pamela &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Albertson&lt;/span&gt;, if any of you kids remember the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Albertsons&lt;/span&gt; that used to live in our ward.  We had all kinds of fun but poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Daurell&lt;/span&gt; was laying on the sofa or standing the whole time.  Seems he slipped on some slippery rocks when he went fly fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127525399811342594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RyihLzCMQQI/AAAAAAAAAUA/VZCzhNxGmeY/s400/IMG_0612.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Richard invited one of our adopted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt;, Jessica &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Blanding&lt;/span&gt;, to come over and help him make brownies and hot fudge for dinner.  He enjoys that as much as I do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Ryig3jCMQPI/AAAAAAAAAT4/VVe82a1IBko/s1600-h/IMG_0611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127525051918991602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Ryig3jCMQPI/AAAAAAAAAT4/VVe82a1IBko/s400/IMG_0611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannon is always busy.  His favorite thing is to empty every single pencil, pen, marker, stapler, and literally anything else he can find in this drawer in the kitchen.  After awhile you just give up and say, "At least he is keeping occupied and I know where he is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RyiglDCMQOI/AAAAAAAAATw/XrTviiKiUx8/s1600-h/IMG_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127524734091411682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RyiglDCMQOI/AAAAAAAAATw/XrTviiKiUx8/s400/IMG_0609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quinn's favorite place whenever I make anything is up on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;countertop&lt;/span&gt; watching me.  He asked me before he came if he and I could make my birthday cake together.  So we did.  Is it any wonder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Maile&lt;/span&gt; waits to give the kids their baths until AFTER they have seen Grandma in the morning and helped with all her tasks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RyigTjCMQNI/AAAAAAAAATo/DPTvxH4i4_Q/s1600-h/IMG_0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127524433443700946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RyigTjCMQNI/AAAAAAAAATo/DPTvxH4i4_Q/s400/IMG_0608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If Cannon couldn't get to the drawer he waited until the pantry door was open and then made a dash for it.  Do you know how fast a one-year-old can empty a pantry, at least as far up as he can reach.  He scattered every cup and every napkin and anything else he could reach on the floor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-2455196468374790167?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/2455196468374790167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=2455196468374790167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/2455196468374790167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/2455196468374790167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/10/grandma-sharon-and-grandpa-richard-play.html' title='Grandma Sharon and Grandpa Richard Play Grandparents'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RyihLzCMQQI/AAAAAAAAAUA/VZCzhNxGmeY/s72-c/IMG_0612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-2700357206349107350</id><published>2007-09-01T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T15:54:16.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Must Have Frozen Over--Sharon Updated Her Blog</title><content type='html'>One of the reasons I never update my blog is because I find it so *&amp;^% frustrating.  I upload photos and the gremlin eats them.  I type words above a photo and they come out to the side of the photo.  Blogs do not like me--but I am too stubborn to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes--hell did freeze over and here is my update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flip home is coming along really nicely.  Our Brazilian, Anderson Lemes, has been just awesome at taking on a foreman responsibility this time around.  We gave him a raise, pay him well, offer a bonus for completion by certain date, and he comes through.  It's great.  Richard and I have had to spend very little time actually at the house this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, poor Rich has been over there most of this past week, again today, and will spend all day Monday there trying to complete things so carpet and floors can be installed next week.  I on the other hand, claim a damaged vertebrae or injury directly to the glut muscle so there is no Sharon wearing a pink toolbelt over there.  Richard is saying, "Why in the heck did I spend time and effort and money to buy you your own nice leather suede pink toolbelt if you aren't going to use it?" I just said, "Later baby!"  I can see it now--Nalani and Cody are looking at each other going, "OOOOOOOOHHHHHH--that is sooooooooooooooooo grossssssssssssssss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnnnnF2acI/AAAAAAAAAS4/uHV-YX5PjX8/s1600-h/IMG_0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105366320295602626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnnnnF2acI/AAAAAAAAAS4/uHV-YX5PjX8/s400/IMG_0567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doesn't the front yard look awesome?  A racoon has been trying to dig up our grass and get worms from underneath but so far we are still winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnnP3F2abI/AAAAAAAAASw/MibO_nOVZaw/s1600-h/IMG_0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105365912273709490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnnP3F2abI/AAAAAAAAASw/MibO_nOVZaw/s400/IMG_0564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the backyard.  Everything that is done was Anderson's idea.  He is really getting good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnmyHF2aaI/AAAAAAAAASo/Q1ArENm_DIo/s1600-h/IMG_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105365401172601250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnmyHF2aaI/AAAAAAAAASo/Q1ArENm_DIo/s400/IMG_0560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is this kitchen turning out wonderful or not?  We found an old warehouse store right downtown Seattle run by a couple of Chinese women.  Their cabinets are solid wood and beautiful.  They negotiate a price for countertops, cabinets, installation etc. etc. and keep saying "I geev u my bery best deal Meester Oram!"  And they do.  These cabinets with granite slab cost us the same as the cabinets and formica countertops that we would have gotten from Ikea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Rtnmd3F2aZI/AAAAAAAAASg/jqJ7AZ4E5BQ/s1600-h/IMG_0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105365053280250258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Rtnmd3F2aZI/AAAAAAAAASg/jqJ7AZ4E5BQ/s400/IMG_0559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stainless steel sink included as well as undermount bathroom china sinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnmIXF2aYI/AAAAAAAAASY/4UrwehhVQTQ/s1600-h/IMG_0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105364683913062786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnmIXF2aYI/AAAAAAAAASY/4UrwehhVQTQ/s400/IMG_0554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Master bathroom vanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnlvXF2aXI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Ihc_oNomd9E/s1600-h/IMG_0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105364254416333170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnlvXF2aXI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Ihc_oNomd9E/s400/IMG_0551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Richard's niece and her husband, Noelle and Clark Rasmussen, visited us a couple of weeks ago.  Their baby was 8 weeks old and just a doll.  We fought over who got to hold her.  Richard took this photo and was going to send it to his brother, Kent, the Grandpa, just to make him jealous.  I guess he will have to see it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnkpHF2aWI/AAAAAAAAASI/BG9bY90vWZI/s1600-h/Chelsi+and+Jessica+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105363047530522978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnkpHF2aWI/AAAAAAAAASI/BG9bY90vWZI/s400/Chelsi+and+Jessica+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is a little girl in the ward named Jessica Blanding.  She has 5 brothers and is the only girl.  For some odd reason she has decided she likes me.  Every Sunday she comes and throws her arms around me and says, "Grandma Sharon can I come play today?"  So last Monday I went and got her. I took her to see "Mr. Bean's Holiday" and then I brought her home and taught her to make hot fudge.  Then we got a gallon of ice cream and took that and the hot fudge home for her family for FHE.  See I have to borrow grandkids because none of mine will live by me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnkWnF2aVI/AAAAAAAAASA/7jWYNB80M1A/s1600-h/Chelsi+and+Jessica+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105362729702943058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnkWnF2aVI/AAAAAAAAASA/7jWYNB80M1A/s400/Chelsi+and+Jessica+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Chelsi was here she spent the entire first week sicker than a dog laying in the Love Sac.  So when she got better we had to make up for lost time.  We ended up doing a day of site seeing and the last place we went was Seattle Center.  We were hungry and I can't believe we did this but we actually took her and went to dinner at the Space Needle. Chelsi took this photo while we were eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnkFHF2aUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/lHmYNDtzWsU/s1600-h/Chelsi+and+Jessica+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105362429055232322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnkFHF2aUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/lHmYNDtzWsU/s400/Chelsi+and+Jessica+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chelsi with her lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnjunF2aTI/AAAAAAAAARw/68iDgbB04Ys/s1600-h/Chelsi+and+Jessica+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105362042508175666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnjunF2aTI/AAAAAAAAARw/68iDgbB04Ys/s400/Chelsi+and+Jessica+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa and Grandma saying, "I can't believe we brought a grandchild to the Space Needle Restaurant."  But she is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnfEHF2aQI/AAAAAAAAARY/70npxYL0eJo/s1600-h/Chelsi+and+Jessica+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105356914317224194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnfEHF2aQI/AAAAAAAAARY/70npxYL0eJo/s400/Chelsi+and+Jessica+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the first week.  And she was as sick as she looks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnfEnF2aRI/AAAAAAAAARg/ioIvIUTqzC0/s1600-h/Chelsi+and+Jessica+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105356922907158802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnfEnF2aRI/AAAAAAAAARg/ioIvIUTqzC0/s400/Chelsi+and+Jessica+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once she got better she wanted to play with my Palm Pilot everywhere we went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnfE3F2aSI/AAAAAAAAARo/uKBDnwodgjU/s1600-h/Chelsi+and+Jessica+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105356927202126114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnfE3F2aSI/AAAAAAAAARo/uKBDnwodgjU/s400/Chelsi+and+Jessica+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We told her this was Uncle Carl's favorite place in the whole world.  The Hiram Chittendom Locks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-2700357206349107350?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/2700357206349107350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=2700357206349107350' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/2700357206349107350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/2700357206349107350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/09/hell-must-have-frozen-over-sharon.html' title='Hell Must Have Frozen Over--Sharon Updated Her Blog'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RtnnnnF2acI/AAAAAAAAAS4/uHV-YX5PjX8/s72-c/IMG_0567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-217659660089497948</id><published>2007-08-07T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T01:36:03.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress at Flip House #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hey ya all--you can thank Chelsi for this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the day Chelsi came to stay with Grandma and Grandpa for 10 days. I knew something was wrong when I was waiting for her to come from the plane and she saw me and was white as a ghost--and no big smile. Definitely not Chelsi. Seems she had thrown up twice on the plane. I had to almost carry her through the airport to baggage claim. She layed down on a chair while I found her bag and then we headed home. She told me she had drunk way too much milk yesterday. I'm thinking to myself that I remember Nalani being like a baby calf when it came to drinking milk but she never threw up. But then again--Nalani would rather have had her toenails pulled out than to throw up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home and the throwing up continued I started thinking this was more than a case of a little girl drinking too much milk. I think she definitely has a bad case of the flu which means I will probably get it about the time we are to leave for the family reunion in Blackfoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got her settled down and thought she was going to sleep. At midnight I hear a voice saying, "Grandma I can't sleep because my stomach hurts. Can I sleep with you and Grandpa?" Knowing Richard had to go to work tomorrow I thought sleeping three in a bed was not going to make him cheerful in the morning. So we came downstairs and Chelsi is watching "Hanna Montanna" and I am updating the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have made great progress on the flip house. Well I should say the two guys that work for us have. We have hardly touched it this time. It's great. We offered them a bonus to be done by the end of this month and I think they will make it. The good news is I think we already have it sold. Paul and Jeannie Krumperman have looked at it several times and are really interested in buying it. He told me at church on Sunday we probably ought to talk price because they are definitely interested in buying it. We would do a buy/trade and then fix their starter rambler and sell it. Those seem to be pretty hot because empty nesters are actually starting to move in to little ramblers as they retire and young couples are also looking for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few photos of the progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple Bedroom Before&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgoeQZtURI/AAAAAAAAARI/kJAtg2y1Xdg/s1600-h/Purple+BR++BF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095867478633697554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgoeQZtURI/AAAAAAAAARI/kJAtg2y1Xdg/s400/Purple+BR++BF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple Bedroom Painted&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgoewZtUSI/AAAAAAAAARQ/-c09wMrmaCY/s1600-h/Purple+Room+Painted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095867487223632162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgoewZtUSI/AAAAAAAAARQ/-c09wMrmaCY/s400/Purple+Room+Painted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Master Bath Before--the shower was also rotted and had been out for one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgoAQZtUOI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T_ULgKNYHzI/s1600-h/Master+Bath+BF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095866963237621986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgoAQZtUOI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T_ULgKNYHzI/s400/Master+Bath+BF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Master bedroom painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgoAwZtUPI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/rnPSzvIcOL0/s1600-h/Master+Bedroom+Painted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095866971827556594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgoAwZtUPI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/rnPSzvIcOL0/s400/Master+Bedroom+Painted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgoBQZtUQI/AAAAAAAAARA/-VdBoPlL-Qw/s1600-h/Master+BR+Painted.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Richie before--saying to himself, "What the H was I thinking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgnQQZtULI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qplc7QyP-30/s1600-h/LR+BF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095866138603901106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgnQQZtULI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qplc7QyP-30/s400/LR+BF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nasty living room--check out dog hair and pee all over carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgnQwZtUMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/bA7TY5qZ6AM/s1600-h/LR++Fireplace++BF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095866147193835714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgnQwZtUMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/bA7TY5qZ6AM/s400/LR++Fireplace++BF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Living room painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgnRQZtUNI/AAAAAAAAAQo/PKTMG3JqY6c/s1600-h/Liv+Room+Painted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095866155783770322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgnRQZtUNI/AAAAAAAAAQo/PKTMG3JqY6c/s400/Liv+Room+Painted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgmjAZtUII/AAAAAAAAAQA/_2l6lzdGZvw/s1600-h/Kitchen+BF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095865361214820482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgmjAZtUII/AAAAAAAAAQA/_2l6lzdGZvw/s400/Kitchen+BF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kitchen in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgmjQZtUJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/XmYTGJwikSQ/s1600-h/Kitchen+During.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095865365509787794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgmjQZtUJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/XmYTGJwikSQ/s400/Kitchen+During.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Granite we are putting in kitchen.  It is so cool.  We found a cabinet and counter top place downtown Seattle that is awesome--Asians of course, and they were very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgmjwZtUKI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UHuNXVwrGRo/s1600-h/Granite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095865374099722402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgmjwZtUKI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UHuNXVwrGRo/s400/Granite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nasty family bath.  We have since torn it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrglwQZtUFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/hJeEmS3SVqA/s1600-h/Family+Bath+BF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095864489336459346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrglwQZtUFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/hJeEmS3SVqA/s400/Family+Bath+BF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Downstairs family room before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrglwwZtUGI/AAAAAAAAAPw/h-JerjqPF_E/s1600-h/FR+BF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095864497926393954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrglwwZtUGI/AAAAAAAAAPw/h-JerjqPF_E/s400/FR+BF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family room all painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrglxAZtUHI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ksgYtazXLIE/s1600-h/Family+Room+Painted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095864502221361266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrglxAZtUHI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ksgYtazXLIE/s400/Family+Room+Painted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entry way before.  Once again, dog pee and rabbit pellets.  You had to cover your mouth when you walked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgktQZtUCI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/BC7Lsk_3VP0/s1600-h/Entry+BF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095863338285223970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgktQZtUCI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/BC7Lsk_3VP0/s400/Entry+BF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgkuAZtUDI/AAAAAAAAAPY/zM6xbvzTSBQ/s1600-h/Entry+Stairs+BF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095863351170125874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgkuAZtUDI/AAAAAAAAAPY/zM6xbvzTSBQ/s400/Entry+Stairs+BF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chelsi at entry way now painted and cleaned.   It was the only time she stood up all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgkuQZtUEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/52Dpd5B0VN8/s1600-h/Entry+Chelsi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095863355465093186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgkuQZtUEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/52Dpd5B0VN8/s400/Entry+Chelsi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you updated as we progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-217659660089497948?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/217659660089497948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=217659660089497948' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/217659660089497948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/217659660089497948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/08/progress-at-flip-house-2.html' title='Progress at Flip House #2'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RrgoeQZtURI/AAAAAAAAARI/kJAtg2y1Xdg/s72-c/Purple+BR++BF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-4469922147853514400</id><published>2007-07-18T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T02:12:25.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Real--I Did Update Our Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's true. I am finally updating our blog at 1 a.m. just a few hours before I leave to come see ya all anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We have had an exciting few weeks. First we bought a ratty old house that was truly a trainwreck and are in the middle of a remodel. I will post a few photos as we go through this project. It has been much easier this time because we hired two guys full time and pay them well so they will work for us before they work for anybody else. That helps when you are in a time cruch to get a house done. We are hoping they actually end up doing most of the work this time and so far that has been true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here is what the yard looked like before we started. In the next couple of days I will post the yard now. It is truly amazing. The neighbors are starting to really like us (and our dumpster we have now emptied 4 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088445628744653714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Rp3KVvA225I/AAAAAAAAAOA/OM-wO7kt05o/s400/IMG_0460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was truly the most disgusting house I've ever seen. There was dog pee in every room as well as whatever was leftoverr from bunies and hampsters. YUK! The guys tore two bathrooms out and left the one downstairs for the time being but I told Richard I would be going home to use the facilities because my behind was not going to touch that toilet seat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088449915122015138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Rp3OPPA226I/AAAAAAAAAOI/eQBwvEKVuNo/s400/IMG_0451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, one very fun bright spot in our summer was having our grandson Nathan Coleman come stay with us. It was really fun because we hadn't really had a chance to get to know him by himself since we didn't meet him until his mother, Erika, and Jason, got together about 6 years ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We discovered this kid was just the nicest and best mannered grandson you would ever want. He met several kids at church that he really liked and that he hung out with for the couple of weeks. We kept teasing Nathan that he would make the "nicest little Mormon boy". He agreed with that but wasn't as excited about sittng for over an hour for Sacrament Meeting although he loved Primary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We did several really cool things when Nathan was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088451796317690802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Rp3P8vA227I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/NYDvWtbzPkg/s400/IMG_0471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grandpa took Nathan and a friend to the Mariner's games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088453213656898498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Rp3RPPA228I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Iw_WzbonxAA/s400/IMG_0485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088453840722123730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Rp3RzvA229I/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZBc2MnvQ0Tk/s400/IMG_0498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088455850766818274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Rp3TovA22-I/AAAAAAAAAOo/SPebvBk9hhI/s400/IMG_0502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And lastly but also tons of fun was having our two little destroying angels visit this past week. Well they weren't really destroying unless you consider smashing Ritz Crackers in the back of Grandma's Lexus and rubbing ripe bananna on the floor. They are truly so cute though that I can't even get mad. I always remember what Richard's Mom used to say when we would go visit and one of our kids would do that. She would say, "Well the "things" aren't nearly as important as the "kids." She meant it too. She didn't complain. That's the kind of Grandma I want to be. My goal in life is to make each of them really believe they are my favorite so they too grow up and figure out I said that to all of them and then have to have counseling as Nalani did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088457229451320306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Rp3U4_A22_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/3wLWeEbLlW8/s400/IMG_0524.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Cannon's first birthday==July 14th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088457757732297730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Rp3VXvA23AI/AAAAAAAAAO4/nejtdeqI2DA/s400/IMG_0525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088458694035168274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Rp3WOPA23BI/AAAAAAAAAPA/YwIgGyhRJTk/s400/IMG_0527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maile also got to attend her old high school friends's wedding. Here is a photo of Andy the groom, Cory also a very good friend of Maile's, and Maile. I told Maile it is amazing to me those kids have all stayed so close since they graduated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088461636087766050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Rp3Y5fA23CI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6p9kpkk0uCw/s400/IMG_0538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-4469922147853514400?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/4469922147853514400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=4469922147853514400' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/4469922147853514400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/4469922147853514400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/07/for-real-i-did-update-our-blog.html' title='For Real--I Did Update Our Blog'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Rp3KVvA225I/AAAAAAAAAOA/OM-wO7kt05o/s72-c/IMG_0460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-8296473361608369019</id><published>2007-06-18T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T02:35:23.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darryl and Leslie Edmunds Baby Blog</title><content type='html'>Several of you have asked me how the Edmunds baby is.  It was born 3 months early at 28 weeks.  Leslie has been writing a blog and posting photos almost daily.  You have to see it.  It is awesome.  Here is the address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.erynnann.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.erynnann.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-8296473361608369019?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/8296473361608369019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=8296473361608369019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/8296473361608369019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/8296473361608369019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/06/darryl-and-leslie-edmunds-baby-blog.html' title='Darryl and Leslie Edmunds Baby Blog'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-3686096392526747991</id><published>2007-06-18T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T02:30:34.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Annual Bell Girls Retreat Scheduled</title><content type='html'>Our first Bell girls weekend is scheduled for July 20-23.  We will start Friday night and stay through Sunday night.  Nalani is looking for hotels.  Our options so far are St. George, Las Vegas, or Salt Lake.  She is seeing if she can pull a few strings for Park City which would be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark you calendars if this is a possibility for you.  It is meant as a no pressure thing--just come if you are able.  When we get together we will talk about details for future ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-3686096392526747991?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/3686096392526747991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=3686096392526747991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/3686096392526747991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/3686096392526747991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/06/first-annual-bell-girls-retreat.html' title='First Annual Bell Girls Retreat Scheduled'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-5930721016243355396</id><published>2007-06-18T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T02:25:59.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Richie Returns to Hippie Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RnZLLPLEd2I/AAAAAAAAANg/j4Hkl3vMp5w/s1600-h/IMG_0390[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RnZJdfLEd0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/RCzYTkG8ims/s1600-h/IMG_0390[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077326400839776066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RnZJdfLEd0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/RCzYTkG8ims/s400/IMG_0390%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So our ward activities committee decided it would be a lot of fun to have a 70's dance party with costumes etc. Here's something new I am learning about Richie. He loves to dress up. I have never really gotten a big kick out of that but my husband regresses back to his childhood Halloween days and has a ball. He actually won the prize at the dance for best costume. I thought I would share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077330017202239346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RnZMv_LEd3I/AAAAAAAAANo/jxUzlMZavic/s400/IMG_0391%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot get poor Richard the right way in this photo. HELP! Well at least you can see his bright white legs which gave an added affect to his costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Richard really wants a wig like our friend here, Warwick Holder. So you all have a good idea for a future Christmas or birthday gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077330021497206658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RnZMwPLEd4I/AAAAAAAAANw/kT8xYrChZBc/s400/IMG_0388%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077331232677984146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RnZN2vLEd5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Srp86iP_b_k/s400/IMG_0387%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-5930721016243355396?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/5930721016243355396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=5930721016243355396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/5930721016243355396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/5930721016243355396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/06/richie-returns-to-hippie-days.html' title='Richie Returns to Hippie Days'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RnZJdfLEd0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/RCzYTkG8ims/s72-c/IMG_0390%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-7741846996384860322</id><published>2007-05-29T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:06:00.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bell Girls Weekend</title><content type='html'>By the way--Bell girls age 12 and up--that includes all girl cousins connected with a Bell girl--I am serious about planning a girls weekend.  What do you all think, when would be a good time, and where would be a good place?  Both Barb and Jana have mentioned before they think it is a great idea and time to do it with you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-7741846996384860322?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/7741846996384860322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=7741846996384860322' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/7741846996384860322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/7741846996384860322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/05/bell-girls-weekend.html' title='Bell Girls Weekend'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-730775273802378602</id><published>2007-05-29T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:11:35.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Like Seattle in May</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I love about Seattle in May-you gotta love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070193982265047458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RlzykFc7OaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/f1iiwnJoj8Y/s400/IMG_0355%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070193999444916674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RlzylFc7OcI/AAAAAAAAAMo/aVcHsKcZ-aY/s400/IMG_0352%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070193995149949362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Rlzyk1c7ObI/AAAAAAAAAMg/XGYphrI-GPQ/s400/IMG_0354%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070194905683016146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RlzzZ1c7OdI/AAAAAAAAAMw/NhsERLB4smM/s400/IMG_0353%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;I love to look out my kitchen window when I am working and see this view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070195648712358370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Rlz0FFc7OeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/I-ZJoJ5wH2Q/s400/IMG_0349%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-730775273802378602?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/730775273802378602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=730775273802378602' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/730775273802378602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/730775273802378602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-i-like-seattle-in-may.html' title='Why I Like Seattle in May'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RlzykFc7OaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/f1iiwnJoj8Y/s72-c/IMG_0355%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-6072436142792606380</id><published>2007-05-08T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:31:38.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RkqXJ1c7OZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1fHk17-034U/s1600-h/8498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065026926154561938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RkqXJ1c7OZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1fHk17-034U/s400/8498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May15, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kami&lt;/span&gt; has been married for over a month and it is past time for me to thank my family for all they do and continue to do for Richard and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was so wonderful but the best part was that it was in the right place, to the right person, at the right time. We love Ben and like we say about our other children-in-law we couldn't have picked better if we had chosen ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have thought a lot since Dad's funeral about what is really important in life. I want to thank each of my brothers and sisters for the friends they are to me and for the support I always feel from them. I don't know if you all know but we did finally sell the investment home and it will close before the end of this month. I am convinced it is because of your support and prayers and those of all of our family that it finally happened. We also got some very good input right before the sale. We had 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Realtors&lt;/span&gt; at different times tell us the house would have sold immediately if it had had 1 more bedroom. Note to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;self&lt;/span&gt; for future--don't buy another home unless it has 3 bedrooms and a den or 4 bedrooms. Don't put too high quality materials in it, and buy and finish it at the right time of year. Rich and I agree it is all a learning process and any time you start a new business there is a learning curve. I hope we have hurdled at least the worst part of that curve. We will definitely do it again but there are many things we will do differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last I want to thank each of my children for the tremendous help they were during the wedding. I am serious when I say I could not have done it without them. I always know when things get overwhelming for me and there is too much going on I can depend on them to help me through. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Maile&lt;/span&gt; and Nalani never stopped working on decorations, food, flowers, clean up. I had so many people tell me the flowers were the prettiest they had seen and wanted the name of my florist. I told them I had a great adopted daughter in Dallas named Karmen, her hard working sidekick Nalani, and a son-in-law whose middle name was "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Fronk&lt;/span&gt;!" He let his feminine side show through and it really was something:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barb and I went over to Quincy a week ago and it all seems so different without the folks there. I thought how fortunate I feel to have grown up in a family of 8 children although at times it certainly had its challenges. There are not many people who have the privilege of having that many brothers and sisters and actually liking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be honest and say I have been rather lonely lately. I really do miss my good friends at work especially since there aren't kids coming and going now. I miss my family and my children. But Richard and I have said there is no one convenient place to move because we are all so spread out. I think it is really time to get serious about our individual and also the big Bell family reunions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to do better now about updating this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to you all--Sharon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-6072436142792606380?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/6072436142792606380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=6072436142792606380' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/6072436142792606380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/6072436142792606380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/05/may15-2007-well-kami-has-been-married.html' title=''/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RkqXJ1c7OZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1fHk17-034U/s72-c/8498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-1096626209028277909</id><published>2007-04-29T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T22:50:05.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 29, 2007 Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Richard Writing - Sharon said it is my turn to update the blog! We'll see if I can actually do this. I am starting with the first of the year, 2007. This is a photo of the Space Needle fireworks from the roof of my office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVJsiIQUbI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ulIna3juWVk/s1600-h/100B0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059030785845121458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVJsiIQUbI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ulIna3juWVk/s400/100B0460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here we have Gary, Maria, Sharon, Charlie and Kami in my office waiting for the fireworks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVK3SIQUcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NL6s_pmBu6o/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059032070040342978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVK3SIQUcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NL6s_pmBu6o/s400/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The Bell's at Dad Bell's funeral. What a handsome family. I am sure Mom &amp; Dad were looking in and smiling. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVMHiIQUdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nEx_GxkwUAM/s1600-h/IMG_0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059033448724845010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVMHiIQUdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nEx_GxkwUAM/s400/IMG_0157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I was trying to get a picture of the family...but I kept getting this white-out notice on camera. Oh wait--that is only Uncle Carl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVMuiIQUeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/a-YQv77sZvg/s1600-h/IMG_0155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059034118739743202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVMuiIQUeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/a-YQv77sZvg/s400/IMG_0155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My version of the whole famdamily! This is some wonderful people...and what fun we had at the event. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Especially dinners at the pizza joint. Did we e&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVPEyIQUgI/AAAAAAAAAKY/JuH5FuOzah0/s1600-h/IMG_0169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059036700015088130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVPEyIQUgI/AAAAAAAAAKY/JuH5FuOzah0/s400/IMG_0169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ver get all of our orders?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What wonderful memories..the old homestead. My personal favorite is the year we had the family reunion there and all camped out on the lawn together. I think that is where the term "Nobody Sleeps" had its originati&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVP0CIQUhI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TvYkOAZe1c4/s1600-h/IMG_0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059037511763907090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVP0CIQUhI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TvYkOAZe1c4/s400/IMG_0173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;While the siblings were having their serious meeting, the rest of us were having a ball. So much so that the sibling got up and went to a "private" place. The hit of the afternoon was the&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVQwyIQUiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/BU4_slftmaQ/s1600-h/IMG_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059038555440960034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVQwyIQUiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/BU4_slftmaQ/s400/IMG_0140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I've never" game.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Since we seldom have anything going on in our lives, this year we have hosted a wedding reception for our friends the Gasser's, hosted a wedding shower for our friend Nicolene Kniskern and were the center point for all activities connecte&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVR_SIQUjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Fhtc-DhZSeE/s1600-h/IMG_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059039904060690994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVR_SIQUjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Fhtc-DhZSeE/s400/IMG_0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d with Kami's wedding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm certain that you will all remember our foster daughter that lived with us in Idaho, Jeniffer Jewitt. She came for a weekend visit a couple of weeks before Kami's wedding. This is the first time we have seen her since 1988. We had a really fun visit with her and caught up on her life. She is doing so well, and that makes us really happy. She graduated from college last year and works for the colleg&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVTnCIQUkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/HVMHJRgMtDw/s1600-h/IMG_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059041686472118850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVTnCIQUkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/HVMHJRgMtDw/s400/IMG_0195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is Sharon's faavorite photo that we have of he wedding. Cannon looks pretty happy for all the jostling he went thro&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVUQyIQUlI/AAAAAAAAALA/9y6llG7nUgo/s1600-h/IMG_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059042403731657298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVUQyIQUlI/AAAAAAAAALA/9y6llG7nUgo/s400/IMG_0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ugh to get this tux on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is as close as we got to a photo of Quinn in shi tuxedo. I sure hope that someone else got a good picture of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVWOSIQUmI/AAAAAAAAALI/WMJxZXrIvPo/s1600-h/IMG_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059044559805239906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVWOSIQUmI/AAAAAAAAALI/WMJxZXrIvPo/s400/IMG_0199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am not sure what they are looking at on the computer, but it looks to be pretty interesting and funny. I don't think Sharon &amp; Pat approve!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Is that really all that is left of the candy?&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVXvSIQUnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0GmyoR3F4QA/s1600-h/IMG_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059046226252550770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVXvSIQUnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0GmyoR3F4QA/s400/IMG_0203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I have about 65 photos of Ben &amp; Kami opening gifts.....I decided not to post them all. Needless to say, they got hooked &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVYdyIQUoI/AAAAAAAAALY/Pv61M3JCEaA/s1600-h/IMG_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059047025116467842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVYdyIQUoI/AAAAAAAAALY/Pv61M3JCEaA/s400/IMG_0224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You can see how excited everyone was about the "live" opening of the gifts! My, oh &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVZDiIQUpI/AAAAAAAAALg/SnJ2gPwA5Fk/s1600-h/IMG_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059047673656529554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVZDiIQUpI/AAAAAAAAALg/SnJ2gPwA5Fk/s400/IMG_0267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my, the excitement!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A few things I need to point out in this photo that the untrained eye would not catch...first and foremost, this photo was taken in Lancaster and the Petty home. Notice that Kami is not wearing her wedding dress. It was safely hanging in the closet at home in Redmond. No one thought of taking it to California! Now for those who know Sharon, wedding cake in the face is not allowed. "Its the height of tackiness!" Can you catch the eveil little twinkle in both Kami and Ben's ey&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVakiIQUqI/AAAAAAAAALo/E23E_D4zRaw/s1600-h/IMG_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059049340103840418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVakiIQUqI/AAAAAAAAALo/E23E_D4zRaw/s400/IMG_0283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;es....yes, a real food fight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On the way to do some sight-seeing at the Getty Museum in Los Angeles I took this photo. OK, Sharon posted one of me lying on the couch, so I am getting even. She loves driving around so much! Have I ever told you about having a cold dinner and a hot cook!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVbTCIQUrI/AAAAAAAAALw/38j29YHnJes/s1600-h/IMG_0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059050138967757490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVbTCIQUrI/AAAAAAAAALw/38j29YHnJes/s400/IMG_0289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy times at the Getty Museum. If you are ever in Los Angeles, this is a must do. They have the most incredible collection of art, sculpture and interesting artifacts that date back to the 9th century. Plan on spending a day because it takes a long time to go through and read all the little signs. There are also beautiful sculpted gardens. The only cost is the $8.00 per car parking fee. No admission &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVcTiIQUsI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Nnj7Sr2Vd_0/s1600-h/IMG_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059051247069319874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVcTiIQUsI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Nnj7Sr2Vd_0/s400/IMG_0323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is one of the most popular points of interest that we stopped at (frequently) on our trip home. We drove up the costal highway from Malibu to San Francisco. It was a beautiful drive with so much interesting scenery. Sharon was so exhausted that she slept most of the way. Waking long enough to find a restroom&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVdXyIQUtI/AAAAAAAAAMA/xlNicHyhO54/s1600-h/IMG_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059052419595391698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVdXyIQUtI/AAAAAAAAAMA/xlNicHyhO54/s400/IMG_0341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Scenes like this&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVdxyIQUuI/AAAAAAAAAMI/3ASZ5IS14Uo/s1600-h/IMG_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059052866271990498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVdxyIQUuI/AAAAAAAAAMI/3ASZ5IS14Uo/s400/IMG_0346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; made the drive!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is Mount Shasta from the Redding, California area. The drive from Red Bluff, CA to Ashland, OR is breathtaking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, there you go, we are officially updated!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Love you all, and thanks for blogging!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-1096626209028277909?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/1096626209028277909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=1096626209028277909' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/1096626209028277909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/1096626209028277909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/04/april-29-2007-update.html' title='April 29, 2007 Update!'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RjVJsiIQUbI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ulIna3juWVk/s72-c/100B0460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-6161007474784364291</id><published>2007-03-18T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:02:08.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oram-Coleman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://renegaderepo.blogspot.com/2007/03/joeys-pinewood-derby-race-and-win-here.html#links"&gt;Oram-Coleman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-6161007474784364291?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/6161007474784364291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=6161007474784364291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/6161007474784364291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/6161007474784364291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/03/oram-coleman.html' title='Oram-Coleman'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-5673105687504691543</id><published>2007-02-15T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:24:51.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Richie's in Heaven</title><content type='html'>Richard and I have been married for 39 years and we have not had one sofa in all those years that he could stretch out on. Wallah--enter 10 person sofa. Richie is in heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he isn't building something or working on the computer this is where you will find him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVbUr9F3OI/AAAAAAAAAI8/TCAMZ0XLkCY/s1600-h/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032028569610869986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVbUr9F3OI/AAAAAAAAAI8/TCAMZ0XLkCY/s400/IMG_0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prized purchase from the Garment District.  A leather designer (copy) handbag for $30!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVdSL9F3PI/AAAAAAAAAJE/bLLlF0Mp2Jg/s1600-h/IMG_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032030725684452594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVdSL9F3PI/AAAAAAAAAJE/bLLlF0Mp2Jg/s400/IMG_0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We even found bridesmaid's shoes there.  Cool!  Carrie and Maile you will be so pleased they are open toes flats.  Nalani--deal with it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVnhr9F3RI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Pk8uXb_dqgY/s1600-h/IMG_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032041987088702738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="298" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVnhr9F3RI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Pk8uXb_dqgY/s400/IMG_0124.JPG" width="395" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-5673105687504691543?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/5673105687504691543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=5673105687504691543' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/5673105687504691543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/5673105687504691543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/02/richies-in-heaven.html' title='Richie&apos;s in Heaven'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVbUr9F3OI/AAAAAAAAAI8/TCAMZ0XLkCY/s72-c/IMG_0121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-5970234995555700407</id><published>2007-02-15T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:21:22.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malibu Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When even Cody has updated his blog I know it is time for me to get with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week Richie and I left Wednesday evening to fly to sunny CA to spend time with Kami. Cody flew in the next morning and we spent the next few days having fun, taking bridal photos, wedding photos, and visiting places like the Garment District in downtown LA. Richard truly surprised me when he said the next day he would like to go back again. Carl he is getting more like you all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met "the folks" (Ben's parents) and I am happy to report there was not an urn with Grandma's ashes placed on the fireplace mantle. They were actually nice, good people! Let's hope they felt the same about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will have to admit I didn't feel quite as safe in West Covina as I do in Redmond. But there are also some beautiful, peaceful areas around there. Saturday we drove up to Malibu to take the wedding photos. It was so amazingly beautiful. I could really get used to living in a home overlooking the ocean with a beautiful beach. I don't think it is going to happen to Richie and I so I will wait for one of the kids to hit it lucky and then I will just move in with them in my old age and be a pain in the behind to them. It will be the ultimate payback:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to admit every time I spend time with the kids and/or family I realize just how much I am blessed. I couldn't ask for a kinder or more thoughtful sweetheart than the one I have had for more than 39 years. And I also realize how blessed I am to have the children I do. I am sure if we needed their help we could depend on any one of them at any time. I miss Pat and Carl and their kids as much as my own kids. We really did have hopes of Richard and Carl getting together in their old age and starting their "Two Old Farts Birdhouses" business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Richard took a few photos so I will share a few with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this photo of a bird on the beach at Malibu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVXsL9F3LI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1AE-WGAQFlg/s1600-h/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032024575291284658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVXsL9F3LI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1AE-WGAQFlg/s400/IMG_0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Beach and ocean at Malibu.  Not too far from Suzanne Sommer's home that burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVXrr9F3KI/AAAAAAAAAH8/VGbR9ek0UBQ/s1600-h/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032024566701350050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVXrr9F3KI/AAAAAAAAAH8/VGbR9ek0UBQ/s400/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother gives sister directions on how to pose for a perfect bridal photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVXsb9F3MI/AAAAAAAAAIM/o2m_TS--yFk/s1600-h/IMG_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032024579586251970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVXsb9F3MI/AAAAAAAAAIM/o2m_TS--yFk/s400/IMG_0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't he look a little mysterious and like a hollywood star?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVWNr9F3II/AAAAAAAAAHs/j4pYzqfw9xM/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032022951793646722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVWNr9F3II/AAAAAAAAAHs/j4pYzqfw9xM/s400/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kami at home with her perfect soldier.  A cute story--a little boy saw Ben in his uniform at church and he came up and said, "Thank you for fighting the war for us soldier."  It was so darn cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVXs79F3NI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zXqO8-OfAXA/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032024588176186578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVXs79F3NI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zXqO8-OfAXA/s400/IMG_0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two families meet.  Ben's younger brother, Steve, is at the top of the table in the green shirt.  He is so cute and so sweet.  Ben's parents are at the end of the table across from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVWM79F3GI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_iaM4C7yAFk/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032022938908744802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVWM79F3GI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_iaM4C7yAFk/s400/IMG_0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the wedding photos are being taken early they are a secret until the wedding.  Thus I can only let you see their barefeet on the sands of Malibu Beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVWNb9F3HI/AAAAAAAAAHk/NpcwFH0pm5Y/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032022947498679410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVWNb9F3HI/AAAAAAAAAHk/NpcwFH0pm5Y/s400/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking down the beach at all the multi million dollar home overlooking the ocean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVWOL9F3JI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zKpiIwa06QQ/s1600-h/IMG_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032022960383581330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVWOL9F3JI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zKpiIwa06QQ/s400/IMG_0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-5970234995555700407?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/5970234995555700407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=5970234995555700407' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/5970234995555700407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/5970234995555700407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/02/malibu-weekend.html' title='Malibu Weekend'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RdVXsL9F3LI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1AE-WGAQFlg/s72-c/IMG_0103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-8009367806879251919</id><published>2007-01-17T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:52:06.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abbey Road Has a New Security Guard</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Richie came home from work and came tearing into the houselike a little kid.  He yelled at me to come quick, he had something exciting to show me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We ran outside and jumped in the truck  and he drove me down to the entrance of our subdivision.  He said, "Look, Abbey Road has a new Security Guard!"  Somebody in the neighborhood had gotten pretty creative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you get excited about stupid stuff like this when you don't have snow very often:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Ra8YCZrR0wI/AAAAAAAAAHE/lxul5SqohrI/s1600-h/IMG_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021258539072606978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Ra8YCZrR0wI/AAAAAAAAAHE/lxul5SqohrI/s400/IMG_0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Ra8YCprR0xI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_c4JJeh5yAY/s1600-h/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021258543367574290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Ra8YCprR0xI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_c4JJeh5yAY/s400/IMG_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-8009367806879251919?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/8009367806879251919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=8009367806879251919' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/8009367806879251919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/8009367806879251919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/01/abbey-road-has-new-security-guard.html' title='Abbey Road Has a New Security Guard'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/Ra8YCZrR0wI/AAAAAAAAAHE/lxul5SqohrI/s72-c/IMG_0062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-9173389656010109573</id><published>2007-01-11T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T11:11:34.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow in Seattle</title><content type='html'>Last night after my shift in the temple I got in my car to come home. It was snowing hard--which we all know it never does in Seattle. I took me 1 hour and 40 minutes for a trip that usually take 20 minutes. That's okay. I made it home safe and sound and I am sure it was only because of the man upstairs. I turned in to Canterbury (our subdivision) and the car would not go another inch. I parked it and walked the block home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning as I look through my screened window in the office upstairs this is what I am seeing. You know though--it never snows in Seattle--just like you don't get wet if you jog in the rain:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018851635104961266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaaK-JrR0vI/AAAAAAAAAGw/D0zih4nuauk/s400/IMG_0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018849483326345954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaaJA5rR0uI/AAAAAAAAAGo/rrPcu-D_l9I/s400/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018849474736411346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaaJAZrR0tI/AAAAAAAAAGg/u_bNZ6aDcAY/s400/IMG_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-9173389656010109573?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/9173389656010109573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=9173389656010109573' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/9173389656010109573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/9173389656010109573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/01/snow-in-seattle.html' title='Snow in Seattle'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaaK-JrR0vI/AAAAAAAAAGw/D0zih4nuauk/s72-c/IMG_0058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-1345048759374354712</id><published>2007-01-08T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T00:05:32.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Eve Seattle Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM-jmeCt7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/zSvMm-bZkT0/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017923191163762610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM-jmeCt7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/zSvMm-bZkT0/s400/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Year's Eve here is Seattle is awesome--especially if you know a guy whose office is just 3 blocks from the Space Needle and you have a birdseye view of the fireworks from the roof of that office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year we took our friends Gary and Maria Rushing and Kami and her friend Charlie down to the office to enjoy the festivities from the rooftop. It was so fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few photos. Just so you know, any of you are invited to the Orams for New Years Eve any time you want to come. We love guests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM6w2eCt5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/7gVXfpnNtcE/s1600-h/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017919020750518162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 585px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 440px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="368" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM6w2eCt5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/7gVXfpnNtcE/s400/IMG_0054.JPG" width="521" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM6bWeCt4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/7I208cYm5BQ/s1600-h/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017918651383330690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 444px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="379" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM6bWeCt4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/7I208cYm5BQ/s400/IMG_0053.JPG" width="509" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM6CmeCt3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/tdIAPVjvNec/s1600-h/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017918226181568370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 575px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 422px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="378" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM6CmeCt3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/tdIAPVjvNec/s400/IMG_0052.JPG" width="501" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM5r2eCt2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/atlC5z8__WE/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017917835339544418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 586px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 495px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="437" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM5r2eCt2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/atlC5z8__WE/s400/IMG_0050.JPG" width="533" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM4qWeCt0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/_8ueT9JLSU8/s1600-h/IMG_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017916710058112834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 540px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 561px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="436" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM4qWeCt0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/_8ueT9JLSU8/s400/IMG_0047.JPG" width="501" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM4GGeCtzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ggXj4Z1p2FY/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017916087287854898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 580px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 561px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="420" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM4GGeCtzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ggXj4Z1p2FY/s400/IMG_0045.JPG" width="502" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM2QGeCtyI/AAAAAAAAAEc/uCy7YWYIoL0/s1600-h/IMG_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017914060063291170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 599px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 415px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="330" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM2QGeCtyI/AAAAAAAAAEc/uCy7YWYIoL0/s400/IMG_0044.JPG" width="530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM1g2eCtxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jE23evGmcac/s1600-h/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017913248314472210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 583px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 467px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="430" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM1g2eCtxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jE23evGmcac/s400/IMG_0043.JPG" width="521" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM012eCtwI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JweK9ckPGnQ/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017912509580097282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 603px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 534px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="434" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM012eCtwI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JweK9ckPGnQ/s400/IMG_0042.JPG" width="531" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017919351462999970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 590px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 663px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="480" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM7EGeCt6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/y7emowIAQHE/s400/IMG_0055.JPG" width="471" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-1345048759374354712?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/1345048759374354712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=1345048759374354712' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/1345048759374354712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/1345048759374354712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-years-eve-seattle-style.html' title='New Years Eve Seattle Style'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RaM-jmeCt7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/zSvMm-bZkT0/s72-c/IMG_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-116738088563754376</id><published>2006-12-29T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T20:55:33.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZcfmuowltI/AAAAAAAAABI/ji8G8-u1drw/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014511460314814162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZcfmuowltI/AAAAAAAAABI/ji8G8-u1drw/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Christmas has come and gone this year and it has been a strange year for me and strange holiday season. This is the first year we had no children coming home so the house was way too quiet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kami always puts the Christmas tree up for me the day after Thanksgiving. This year it was a couple of weeks later and I'm sure it looked nothing like Kami's masterpieces. But I decided I was not going to be a scrooge! By darn we will have a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;On December 14th we had a windstorm to beat all windstorms. It was worse than the Inauguration Day storm up here in 1993 and some people didn't have any means of warmth or cooking nor did they have water. We sure found out where the holes are in our system. Our phones didn't work because they are cordless and had to have electricity so we will know next time to have a plug in phone available. During this time we had Tim and Laurel Sullivan came and stayed with us because they had no heat or water. Laurel said she felt like she had died and gone to heaven when she could have a warm shower. We also had a family with 3 little kids come and stay one night. They had 3 little kids and about froze to death before they said anything about people needing help. Their youngest was 7 months old. I hope that poor baby doesn't end up with pneumonia. I scolded them and told them they better let us know next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;By the time that was done it was like run to the stores and grab last minute things for everybody. I love calling the Men's Wearhouse when Richard needs some clothes because I call and tell Sara Morris what I want and she takes care of it. I run in the store and she has a table with all kinds of clothes laid out and things that mix and match. I tell her what I want, she bags it up and I run back out the door. That's about how my shopping went this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly missed the kids this year. Whoever thought up this "sharing" thing. I would be okay with it if all the sharing were with me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Here are some photos for your enjoyment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZcgLOowluI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4J2Fu0Sfbfc/s1600-h/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014512087380039394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZcgLOowluI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4J2Fu0Sfbfc/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Richie and Sharrie with cute Cannon. Can I just say he is the best baby ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZchCeowlvI/AAAAAAAAABY/mui8UReo7N8/s1600-h/IMG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014513036567811826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZchCeowlvI/AAAAAAAAABY/mui8UReo7N8/s320/IMG_0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Grandpa, Grandma, Cannon who looks just like his mother, Maile did when she was a baby. No lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZchqOowlwI/AAAAAAAAABg/wxa5T06FH4c/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014513719467611906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZchqOowlwI/AAAAAAAAABg/wxa5T06FH4c/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Nate loves lemon pie more than anything. So when I am being especially nice I make a couple for him. Here I am making lemon pie from scratch with &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; lemons. I was the favorite mother-in-law of all times, at least for that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZciseowlxI/AAAAAAAAABo/fCLy388AYEc/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014514857633945362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZciseowlxI/AAAAAAAAABo/fCLy388AYEc/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It just doesn't get much better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZckEuowlzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8Z1Oud0q-rk/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014516373757400882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZckEuowlzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8Z1Oud0q-rk/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kami made this "Thomas the Train" quilt for Quinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZclaeowl0I/AAAAAAAAACA/XNSgBRFkCvA/s1600-h/IMG_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014517846931183426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZclaeowl0I/AAAAAAAAACA/XNSgBRFkCvA/s320/IMG_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Maile inspecting quilt Kami made for Cannon and talking to Kami on the phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZcpM-owl4I/AAAAAAAAACg/Yt6vN4aE2GE/s1600-h/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014522013049460610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZcpM-owl4I/AAAAAAAAACg/Yt6vN4aE2GE/s320/IMG_0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This proves Oregon also has its own brand of rednecks! They were actully on flood control duty. The shed was filling with water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZcmIuowl1I/AAAAAAAAACI/KuT9DwDEgPQ/s1600-h/IMG_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014518641500133202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZcmIuowl1I/AAAAAAAAACI/KuT9DwDEgPQ/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What a good Daddy that Nate is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZcnMOowl2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/s8n4m7G7A7Y/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014519801141303138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZcnMOowl2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/s8n4m7G7A7Y/s320/IMG_0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hmmm--photo paper for a printer? Does this mean a new printer????? I can only hope because I am so sick of that sorry excuse of one we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZcoa-owl3I/AAAAAAAAACY/fHRzirvgRiY/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014521154056001394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZcoa-owl3I/AAAAAAAAACY/fHRzirvgRiY/s320/IMG_0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The Thomases are always fun to be with. We get along very well with them and have a lot of fun when we are together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZcrieowl5I/AAAAAAAAACo/___r9GUWfKk/s1600-h/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014524581439903634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZcrieowl5I/AAAAAAAAACo/___r9GUWfKk/s320/IMG_0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I love to cook when there are enough people to eat it. I truly wish some of the family lived closer to me. I have a feeling since Kami is now marrying a guy from California that I will probably end up with 5 kids in 5 states at some point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; (My next project is to find Cody a good girl from Redmond!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO YOU ALL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-116738088563754376?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/116738088563754376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=116738088563754376' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/116738088563754376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/116738088563754376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/12/richard-sharon.html' title='CHRISTMAS 2006'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/RZcfmuowltI/AAAAAAAAABI/ji8G8-u1drw/s72-c/IMG_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-116278695767154315</id><published>2006-11-05T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T22:47:26.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><content type='html'>Family photos taken by Cody on Mom's birthday, October 29, 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maile, Cannon, Nate, Quinn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/IMG_8086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/IMG_8086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinn--the kid knows how to model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/IMG_8084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/IMG_8084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family photos taken by Cody. Maile and Nate, Nalani and Jed, Richard and Sharon with Quinn and Cannon, Cody and Karena and Kami and Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/IMG_8077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/IMG_8077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben, Nate, Maile, Karena, Cody Jed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami, Quinn, Richard, Sharon, Cannon, Nalani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/IMG_8070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/IMG_8070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-116278695767154315?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/116278695767154315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=116278695767154315' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/116278695767154315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/116278695767154315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/11/family-photos.html' title='Family Photos'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-116278445071733212</id><published>2006-11-05T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T23:21:13.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Home Nearly Complete</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;We cleaned the house today and took some photos to prove we really are almost finished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the family bathroom.  Only thing left to do is make the mirror.  Richard is framing glass in the same trim as the doors and baseboards etc.  They really are cool.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Now who wouldn't want this in their master shower.  Is that design too cool or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This is going to be the makeup area.  Richard just has to build the mirror for this area as well.  I haven't decided whether to buy a cute chair to go there.  It has lots of drawers for somebody like Nalani that owns 100 different shades of MAC eyeshadow alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Master bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This is the other part of the Master Bathroom--the guys area.  He only needs enough room for an electric razor--correct?  He also has plenty of drawers that she will probably take over for the rest of her makeup that won't fit in the makeup area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Family bath.  Once more the mirror has to be built for it and Sharon has to get creative in putting up a shower curtain, towels etc. etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Don't you love the light fixture that Barb and I picked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Coat closet--looking towards front door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I love this living room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Keith fixed us up good with cool stainless steel appliances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I just love these hickory cabinets.  Check out Richard's good granite tile job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Seattle won't cooperate in giving us a sunny day to get the deck stained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Family room looking towards deck.  I thought bamboo floor turned out really well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Check out the cool lights Jed and Cody installed under the cabinets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Richard is trying to get creative with the fireplace.  I will blog it when it is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-116278445071733212?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/116278445071733212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=116278445071733212' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/116278445071733212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/116278445071733212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/11/home-nearly-complete.html' title='The Home Nearly Complete'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-116278311362716683</id><published>2006-11-05T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T19:18:33.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few photos of the Big "60!" Sharon is opening her gifts and reading her great cards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-116278311362716683?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/116278311362716683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=116278311362716683' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/116278311362716683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/116278311362716683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday-event.html' title='Birthday Event'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-115976164986272497</id><published>2006-10-01T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:44:54.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Good Times Roll--October 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's another exciting week in the Oram household. Below are the exciting events of our week. It's just one jolley after another at our place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/DSCN0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/DSCN0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What does Sharon spend all her time doing? The last 2 1/2 months the answer is painting. Richard promised me the other day when he sent me to Home Depot for 21 more 3 1/2 10-foot boards that they were the last I would have to paint. The next day when I got to the house there were 7 more. FYI I have gone through 250 pairs of latex gloves from Costco. Notice the Quincy sweatshirt. Kami and Richard bought it for me as a joke at Morgan's in Quincy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/DSCN0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/DSCN0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/DSCN0256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It has been a long time since I sent a teenager to Homecoming. Ali Fox came up from SLC to go to Redmond's Homecoming with her flame. As Carrie put it they looked like a Barbie and Ken couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/DSCN0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/DSCN0239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Another lazy night at the Oram house. Kami wishes Carrie would have moved in 10 years ago so she could have had a younger sister to pick on like Nalani and Maile did to her. She too could have said, "Will you go upstairs and get me a glass of water?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/DSCN0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/DSCN0240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is the beginning of a special post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/DSCN0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/DSCN0241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;This is a teaser for something to follow. Kami is working on a blog dedicated to Uncle Carl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/DSCN0240.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-115976164986272497?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/115976164986272497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=115976164986272497' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115976164986272497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115976164986272497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/10/let-good-times-roll-october-1.html' title='Let the Good Times Roll--October 1'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-115889677725168041</id><published>2006-09-21T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T20:46:17.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House Progress Etc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0014.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0014.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0015.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0015.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say flip homes are lots and lots of work. Richard and I are spending every night and weekend over at the other house. We are definitely making progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of cabinets being installed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided there was no way the two of us were going to make it on our own and meet our deadline. So we hired Anderson Lemes to help us. His wife Lucimar has cleaned our home for about 5 years and they are just great people. He is a fast learner and has been a lot of help. Maybe one of these days I will actually get a photo with his head in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week Kami is home helping us and she is great. I don't know another girl that is as handy as she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this week is our big Stake Relief Society Humanitarian service day. This year we are doing Christmas gift bags for soldiers in Iraq. We are also doing receiving blankets for the hospitals. I work with the greatest women in the world. They are so neat. Here is a photo or two of the Presidency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/RS%20Presidency%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Carrie Soptich, Secretary from Carnation. Her husband is the fire chief. Next is Ginger Beeson, President, from the plateau. If you ever want to meet a person that does everything the prophet ever asks you to it is her. She is a great example. And then there is me--why am I there? I don't know!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/RS%20Presidency%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorting out supplies to go to Iraq.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/RS%20Presidency%20003.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Karen Knight, Ginger Beeson and me. Pat, Karen says to tell you hello. Karen's husband is the manager of the Pro Club in Redmond that Microsoft uses. If you ever want to see a posh club that's it. They even have medical staff on board now to say nothing of a spa that is out of this world. As for me, I only dream of having enough money to go some place like that. We did have a presidency meeting there and had lunch and it was pretty darn fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0012.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We also have a house guest living with us. This is Carrie Fox. Her parents lived down the street from us and we have been friends for years. Carrie has had several surgeries on a broken foot and needed to stick around to have physical therapy etc. so she is living with us. She is super fun and just like having one of my girls or niece Carrie here with me. We have a lot of laughs. We always watch the Home and Garden Channel together and watch the shows about homes. The other night we were watching one where a couple were hunting for a house. They went in to this one and said, "Oh look at this wonderful laminate!" Carrie and I both went "YUK!" Then she turned to me and said, "Sharon we are such snobs!" Then we laughed as I sat there wondering if it were true. I don't mind being picky--I just don't want to be a snob:( Time to shape up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-115889677725168041?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/115889677725168041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=115889677725168041' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115889677725168041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115889677725168041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/09/house-progress-etc.html' title='House Progress Etc.'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-115730588325102952</id><published>2006-09-03T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T08:59:02.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Weekend Means Labor!</title><content type='html'>So much for Labor Day being a day free of Labor. When you are flipping a home there are no holidays. When Nate called to ask if we would like some help this weekend he didn't even get to finish the sentence before I said, "YES!--And by the way what are your friends and family doing as well???" Unfortunately they were all busy but Nate is here and we truly appreciate his help.&lt;br /&gt;Before we went to the house on Saturday though we had to get Becky Norcross moved out along with all of Kami's stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest job of all--laying travertine in the master bath. Thanks nate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0006.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0006.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard is adding trim like this to all the windows etc. It's the 1920's style that is so popular now. It is going to be awesome when he has it all done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice anything funny here? This is a dining room without dining room furniture. HMMM--how did that happen. Seems as though Nalani said something one time about "Mom can I have this dining room set when you get a new set?" In a weak moment I said, "Sure!" Funny thing--old set gone--new set?? There is none!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0004.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0004.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate thinks Richard's new tile saw is all that and more.  Luckily we have been able to get a few more tools during this process we won't have to buy next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0010.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0010.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMMM!  Here is another empty room.  Seems some time ago Kami asked for her bedroom set when she got married.  Another weak moment.  Funny thing--empty bedroom but Kami is still single.  What's wrong with this picture???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="255" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0001.0.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new cabinets for the flip house.  Aren't they cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-115730588325102952?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/115730588325102952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=115730588325102952' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115730588325102952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115730588325102952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/09/labor-day-weekend-means-labor.html' title='Labor Day Weekend Means Labor!'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-115646945676665045</id><published>2006-08-24T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T18:58:01.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing Weekend</title><content type='html'>We had a great weekende with Maile and Nate and kids this past weekend. The Thomas family was there for Nate's sister's wedding as well as Cannon's blessing. It is always fun to get together with Nate's family because we are both crazy families and have so much in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are some photos from the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Quinn in the Hawaiian outfit Grandma O bought for him when the girls and I were in Hawaii in March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0012.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0012.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor little Cannon. It was a hot day and he just kind of hung out (literally) in his packback for awhile. See those little beads of perspiration on his face. Times that by 100 and you will know how I looked and felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0014.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0014.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Nate's family with Richard and I at Cannon's blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0009.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0010.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While we were there Maile and Nate went to visit Nate's family. We decided to give them a surprise so we took their fridge apart and cleaned it. I got it apart but you know who had to put it back together. Maile was a pretty happy camper when she got home. Dad also did a few repairs. Aren't Dads just great!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0006.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0006.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This would be me playing with Quinn trying to convince him he really does love me:) He isn't too sure some of the time.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I even gave him juice when he wasn't supposed to have it!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here I am telling him I will play trains with him if he will just tell me he likes me better than the other grandma:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I I&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got desperate so we baked cookies and when I had all the ingredients in the bowl the three-year-old had the nerve to tell me I had forgotten the vanilla and the worst part was he was right. He left though when it came to cleaning up the mess!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-115646945676665045?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/115646945676665045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=115646945676665045' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115646945676665045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115646945676665045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/08/blessing-weekend.html' title='Blessing Weekend'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-115578689546381992</id><published>2006-08-16T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T20:54:55.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos For Your Enjoyment</title><content type='html'>Yes folks--we are finally figuring this blog thing out.  Here are a few photos from when you were all here for Mom's funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Courtney and Camilla wishing they had a baby brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry Shandy--turned you the wrong way:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hayli trying to prove to Grandma she can walk in her way too high boots--they even hurt my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0011.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0011.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carson--you have to wait for awhile--you already have a baby brother:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Energetic looking cousins wouldn't you all agree?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-115578689546381992?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/115578689546381992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=115578689546381992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115578689546381992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115578689546381992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/08/family-photos-for-your-enjoyment.html' title='Family Photos For Your Enjoyment'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-115319458181549262</id><published>2006-07-17T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T20:53:53.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Yellowstone motorcycle adventure.  The bike I road is the second bike from the left. This is one of our rest stops on the way to Afton, WY. Fortunately, several of the younger men (boys) road power bikes and had to stop every 100 miles to get more gas.  Provided some rest time for the older riders!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-115319458181549262?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/115319458181549262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=115319458181549262' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115319458181549262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115319458181549262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/07/yellowstone-motorcycle-adventure.html' title=''/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-115216579376248018</id><published>2006-07-05T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T23:34:10.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wytney Visits Grandpa and Grandma O</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/PICT0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/PICT0138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and Erika's daughter, Wytney Coleman, visited us for a few days. It was supposed to be two weeks--her Mom was sure she wouldn't get homesick and so was I--wrong!!! We changed her plane ticket so she only stayed one week because we were pretty sure she would not make it if she were forced to be with Grandma and Grandpa for two whole weeks. After she learned she only had to stay one week she had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went and did all the fun kid Seattle things. Her favorite was riding the ferry to Bainbridge Island. However, I have to admit when the captain of the ferry came on the intercom and said because of heightened security we were being escorted to the island by the coast guard I was just a wee bit nervous. It was especially nerve wracking to see the coast guard manning a great big scary looking gun on the front of the boat. All I could think was, "Oh great. I take the grandkid on a ferry ride and we are  blown away by terrorists.  Jason will really never like me now!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-115216579376248018?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/115216579376248018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=115216579376248018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115216579376248018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115216579376248018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/07/wytney-visits-grandpa-and-grandma-o.html' title='Wytney Visits Grandpa and Grandma O'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-115116413243170924</id><published>2006-06-24T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T08:48:52.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/Valley%20Heights%20Home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/Valley%20Heights%20Home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the house that we are buying to flip.  The target is to have it done and sold in 90 days!  That should keep me off the streets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-115116413243170924?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/115116413243170924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=115116413243170924' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115116413243170924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115116413243170924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-is-house-that-we-are-buying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-115068853719646763</id><published>2006-06-18T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:42:17.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma &amp; Grandpa</title><content type='html'>Quinn is the nearest grandchild. We have recently found out that our colorado grandkids maybe moving even further away.  We call them every week and will have two of them come stay for a few weeks this summer.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/100_0751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/100_0751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-115068853719646763?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/115068853719646763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=115068853719646763' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115068853719646763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115068853719646763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/06/grandma-grandpa.html' title='Grandma &amp; Grandpa'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-115068837321144591</id><published>2006-06-18T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:39:33.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poncho's</title><content type='html'>This was the extent of our beach time in Hawaii, and yes, it did involve wearing ponchos.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/100_0726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/100_0726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-115068837321144591?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/115068837321144591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=115068837321144591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115068837321144591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115068837321144591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/06/ponchos.html' title='Poncho&apos;s'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-115068819480777912</id><published>2006-06-18T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:36:34.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Polynesian Cultural Center</title><content type='html'>Sharon and her girls in Hawaii March 2005.  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/100_0715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/100_0715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-115068819480777912?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/115068819480777912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=115068819480777912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115068819480777912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115068819480777912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/06/polynesian-cultural-center.html' title='Polynesian Cultural Center'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-115068782223682083</id><published>2006-06-18T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:30:22.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Manly Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/100_0652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/100_0652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard and Nate working on the addition at the Thomas house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-115068782223682083?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/115068782223682083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=115068782223682083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115068782223682083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115068782223682083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/06/manly-men.html' title='Manly Men'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-115068762792483541</id><published>2006-06-18T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:27:07.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorcycle Man</title><content type='html'>Sharon gave Rich new motorcycle duds for Fathers Day.  This is his jacket and he has matching pants.  He will now look so hot out on the road.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/1600/Motorcycle%20Man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4881/3193/320/Motorcycle%20Man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-115068762792483541?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/115068762792483541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=115068762792483541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115068762792483541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115068762792483541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/06/motorcycle-man.html' title='Motorcycle Man'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29874520.post-115059878844322720</id><published>2006-06-17T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T19:46:28.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oram Folks</title><content type='html'>We are the folks of the Oram kids.  We are now online and are posting our first blog.  The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29874520-115059878844322720?l=oramfolks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/feeds/115059878844322720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29874520&amp;postID=115059878844322720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115059878844322720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29874520/posts/default/115059878844322720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oramfolks.blogspot.com/2006/06/oram-folks.html' title='Oram Folks'/><author><name>Richard and Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15332433762040085886</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/_Dbl_3sQfPRE/ST3ciYTzqzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/0uCHEaMkK14/S220/Hawaii+Sept+2008+268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
