<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489</id><updated>2012-01-12T00:00:53.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Love Forever....</title><subtitle type='html'>This Blog is about Scott and I starting our life together. Our blog got it's name from the engraving on my wedding band Scott and Chels in Love Forever.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-4556196662801189862</id><published>2010-06-24T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:52:35.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TCOoWpYXlbI/AAAAAAAAApM/FIXHpUjGl48/s1600/Scott+n+Chloe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486413878086047154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TCOoWpYXlbI/AAAAAAAAApM/FIXHpUjGl48/s320/Scott+n+Chloe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Father's Day 1 year ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TCOn1bPxXfI/AAAAAAAAApE/1vhSefcIXSs/s1600/Scott+n+Chloe.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Father's Day we spent a lovely day at a place called CrocTalk here in Kelowna, It was so much fun . They are Canada's only and largest reptilian exhibit and we have them just 10 mins from our house. Can't believe we have never been there before. They have hundreds of Crocs, Gators, Wildcats, tortoises etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We thought that Chloe would enjoy seeing all these new creatures, and were we ever right she was running around having a blast. She made a new friend(a 75lb turtle who loved her rubber ducky she insisted on bringing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a great day and a very good way for Daddy and Chloe to have time together on Father's Day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know it's a little late but Happy Father's Day to all of you great Father's out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TCOglvJDSkI/AAAAAAAAAo0/IdPYj82jVkA/s1600/Croc+Talk+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486405341237430850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TCOglvJDSkI/AAAAAAAAAo0/IdPYj82jVkA/s320/Croc+Talk+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TCOgk09iC2I/AAAAAAAAAos/1K4o5IYFT8U/s1600/Croc+Talk+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-4556196662801189862?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/4556196662801189862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=4556196662801189862&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/4556196662801189862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/4556196662801189862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TCOoWpYXlbI/AAAAAAAAApM/FIXHpUjGl48/s72-c/Scott+n+Chloe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-3082725133762957823</id><published>2010-06-14T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T13:12:50.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TBaLchzZRBI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fPOSe-VsoLM/s1600/Mom+Kimmies+Card+292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482722918596690962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TBaLchzZRBI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fPOSe-VsoLM/s320/Mom+Kimmies+Card+292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Kids and The Grand Kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TBaLccbAD2I/AAAAAAAAAoM/c5u25Pz8M9U/s1600/Mom+Kimmies+Card+288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482722917152198498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TBaLccbAD2I/AAAAAAAAAoM/c5u25Pz8M9U/s320/Mom+Kimmies+Card+288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Four Boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TBaLbfc8GMI/AAAAAAAAAoE/xTKwUTMLqKg/s1600/IMG_3060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482722900785764546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TBaLbfc8GMI/AAAAAAAAAoE/xTKwUTMLqKg/s320/IMG_3060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Corey and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TBaLa8qrLDI/AAAAAAAAAn8/0PNSD09UiTs/s1600/IMG_3083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482722891448134706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TBaLa8qrLDI/AAAAAAAAAn8/0PNSD09UiTs/s320/IMG_3083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Trav&lt;/span&gt; and Chloe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TBaLaCEbCYI/AAAAAAAAAn0/NouomAufDMc/s1600/Mom+Kimmies+Card+320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482722875718437250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TBaLaCEbCYI/AAAAAAAAAn0/NouomAufDMc/s320/Mom+Kimmies+Card+320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Wyatt and Chloe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Last year of our lives has felt like it was full of Drama, Family Pain, some not so nice surprises and Health issues. So I have been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;putting&lt;/span&gt; off writing because I felt like I have not had anything Happy, exciting or interesting to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this weekend had its ups and downs, The downs involve Chloe in the Hospital very sick with some viral infection that is going around that involves full body rash, high fever and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yaking&lt;/span&gt;. Not fun! It took a few days but it has passed and she is catching up on her sleep today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ups involve a much needed family visit, Scott's Mom and John, Brother Corey, Ashley, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bethy&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; traveled to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kelowna&lt;/span&gt; to be with us to celebrate Scott's brother Travis' Graduation! Four years I have been a part of this family and in that four years Travis has gone from being much shorter then me to sky rocketing up and towering over me. Not fair I tell you! He treats me as a Sister, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in fact&lt;/span&gt; calls me his Sister and for that I now know how it feels to have a brother I care for him as if he was my own blood brother. He mushed me out not so long ago by asking me to take him and pick out his tux for his Grad. What an honer that was, I am so proud of him for achieving something that some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; think he was going too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Travis is an amazingly sweet 18 year that is always pumped to spend time with is family, He loves to bug ya, but is never shy to hug ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so proud for him and was so Happy that I could see him walk across that stage on Friday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482714392069023442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TBaDsOAyJtI/AAAAAAAAAns/Lfs97CM8jYQ/s320/Mom+Kimmies+Card+259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To continue the celebrations we headed out to Chute Lake to camp for a night, because of the long hospital visit in the middle of the night we did not get out with the rest of the family &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; dinner time on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;, but we still made it and got some good family time. Lots of silly fun by the fire, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mosquito's&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Yahtzee&lt;/span&gt;, and crazy photo's. something we will have to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; repeat in the future! It was so nice to see all three cousins together, and all four boys breathing the same air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Family for such a great weekend and Hope to see you again very soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-3082725133762957823?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/3082725133762957823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=3082725133762957823&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3082725133762957823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3082725133762957823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2010/06/kids-and-grand-kids-four-boys-uncle.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/TBaLchzZRBI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fPOSe-VsoLM/s72-c/Mom+Kimmies+Card+292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-5680699583619101256</id><published>2009-11-10T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:06:12.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I have tried 3 times this week to update this forgotten blog, somehow i get almost finished and I loose everything. So here it goes one last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many holidays, events and thoughts that I have to write about since it has been so long since my last blog. So I figure it all narrows down to the fact that an entire year has gone by since my precious girl arrived here! She has blown us away by showing us how smart she is, how much she loves us and how darn cute she is. Most of all she has taught me how much I can love. I never imagined that I would love anything this much. She keeps me going, makes me smile and brightens each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scott and I have watched her turn into an amazing young girl. Not a baby anymore, she is a toddler now! Chloe had a play date today with a baby that was 7 months old and we were surprised to see that she is not that much bigger then the baby, but acts and looks so grown up compared to one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a great year, but more specifically we have had a really great last month or so. We have had birthday party's, Halloween party's and Halloween, Her first birthday/Uncle's 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and now her Daddy's Birthday. She is turning out to be a regular old party girl! Halloween was awesome Chloe was the cutest Tinkerbell ever and lasted a whole hour of going door to door. Her Birthday was insane, a house full of 32 people celebrating with her and her Uncle at the Tinkerbell party. Her Uncle Travis looked pretty cute as a fairy...I have to track down the photo's of that;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, you get the gist of things, busy spoiled beautiful girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a year she has learned so much and I just can't wait to watch what's next. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Svoy9c2kEnI/AAAAAAAAAnk/qIoQYfn1pj4/s1600-h/october+09+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Svoy9c2kEnI/AAAAAAAAAnk/qIoQYfn1pj4/s320/october+09+012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402686734282789490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Svoy9GUKVDI/AAAAAAAAAnc/EaMpWth06JE/s1600-h/october+09+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Svoy9GUKVDI/AAAAAAAAAnc/EaMpWth06JE/s320/october+09+004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402686728232916018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Svoy8uC1WII/AAAAAAAAAnU/-Sq7_Jpewe4/s1600-h/A+day+with+Chloe+and+Camile+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Svoy8uC1WII/AAAAAAAAAnU/-Sq7_Jpewe4/s320/A+day+with+Chloe+and+Camile+011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402686721717786754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-5680699583619101256?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/5680699583619101256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=5680699583619101256&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/5680699583619101256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/5680699583619101256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2009/11/ok-so-i-have-tried-3-times-this-week-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Svoy9c2kEnI/AAAAAAAAAnk/qIoQYfn1pj4/s72-c/october+09+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-1522266520927352890</id><published>2009-05-24T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T01:42:59.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my Sunshine....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpQiXTUL7I/AAAAAAAAAms/3GaMLnYuS1U/s1600-h/much+more+may+2009+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339668859501948850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpQiXTUL7I/AAAAAAAAAms/3GaMLnYuS1U/s320/much+more+may+2009+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chevy and his New Girlfriend from the Beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpQiE4xLaI/AAAAAAAAAmk/nT--cJDZZi8/s1600-h/A+beautiful+day+for+a+walk+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339668854558764450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpQiE4xLaI/AAAAAAAAAmk/nT--cJDZZi8/s320/A+beautiful+day+for+a+walk+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Red-winged Black Bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpQh8B0b0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/jthFUZylKnw/s1600-h/A+beautiful+day+for+a+walk+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339668852180807490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpQh8B0b0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/jthFUZylKnw/s320/A+beautiful+day+for+a+walk+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some Babies we saw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpQhv3AXLI/AAAAAAAAAmU/KD57YZT26us/s1600-h/A+beautiful+day+for+a+walk+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339668848914226354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpQhv3AXLI/AAAAAAAAAmU/KD57YZT26us/s320/A+beautiful+day+for+a+walk+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cool Chloe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpQhfjrxPI/AAAAAAAAAmM/fZAP3HElnMg/s1600-h/A+beautiful+day+for+a+walk+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339668844538217714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpQhfjrxPI/AAAAAAAAAmM/fZAP3HElnMg/s320/A+beautiful+day+for+a+walk+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chevy and Chloe all pooped out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpJR5PWk0I/AAAAAAAAAmE/SEne6iRzd_o/s1600-h/much+more+may+2009+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339660879972963138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpJR5PWk0I/AAAAAAAAAmE/SEne6iRzd_o/s320/much+more+may+2009+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chloe and Momma Playin with the Bubbles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpJR8WxSyI/AAAAAAAAAl8/JidG796X1Ks/s1600-h/much+more+may+2009+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339660880809380642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpJR8WxSyI/AAAAAAAAAl8/JidG796X1Ks/s320/much+more+may+2009+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy's Massive Bubble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***I have never been more happy for summer in my life as I am now. I have felt so couped up this winter because of our new addition. I was so scared of her getting sick or me getting sick and making her sick. So more or less we stayed in all winter well I happily watched her sleep the first couple months away! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT NOW!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We get to go and do amazing fun things. We can camp, go to the beach, walks for hours with Chevy Dawg, picnics or even just plant flowers in the yard, rollerblade, sit outside and BBQ. All of these things I have done many times, I now know I have taken them for granted HUGELY! I am so excited to show Chloe everything, do everything, and enjoy my time off because it has been 5 years since my last summer vacation!!! Waaahhoooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather here is in around the 30 degree range and absolutely GORGEOUS! I think we are in for a very very Hot one. We had to dig out the air conditioner yesterday and set it up so that we could sleep last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Usually I whine about it being so hot but not this year.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other major reason for my complete happiness is that Chevy has been a little neglected since Chloe came along and we decided to be home bound. The poor pup was so bored it was practically written on his forehead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Thursday Chloe and I took him for a 4 hour adventure. We walked, went to the dog beach and let him swim, walked some more and then eventually ended up at an old friends house and played with her two children. So all and all he was a very happy pup! Yesterday we were out in the yard all day planting flowers so we had lots of playing time in between. Today we took Chevy to the Dog Beach again and hung out in the sun. Chloe touched the wet sand for her very first time. She loved it! I think she is gonna be more like her Daddy who likes to play hard and get dirty, rather then her Uncle Corey who likes to play hard and stay clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a Blast in the sun today, Can't wait for more fun adventures!***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339660860622616578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpJQxJ3uAI/AAAAAAAAAlk/vLEDsi6PxKM/s320/much+more+may+2009+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe's first time in sand and lake. Thanks Auntie Britt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339660873124465970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpJRfuizTI/AAAAAAAAAl0/9ND_iVm3GAU/s320/much+more+may+2009+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You don't want to mess with me!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-1522266520927352890?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/1522266520927352890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=1522266520927352890&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/1522266520927352890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/1522266520927352890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-my-sunshine.html' title='Oh my Sunshine....'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ShpQiXTUL7I/AAAAAAAAAms/3GaMLnYuS1U/s72-c/much+more+may+2009+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-4289380593396324879</id><published>2009-05-12T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:55:57.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Sgo2P6bJgdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/JUNpd_VF_y0/s1600-h/May+2009+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335136355582837202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Sgo2P6bJgdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/JUNpd_VF_y0/s320/May+2009+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Sgo2PkzxuKI/AAAAAAAAAlU/hx49-siBZ-Y/s1600-h/May+2009+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335136349780555938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Sgo2PkzxuKI/AAAAAAAAAlU/hx49-siBZ-Y/s320/May+2009+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Sgo2PfghLYI/AAAAAAAAAlM/4oKa31p9WSI/s1600-h/Chloe_%26_mommy_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335136348357602690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Sgo2PfghLYI/AAAAAAAAAlM/4oKa31p9WSI/s320/Chloe_%26_mommy_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been waiting for My first Mother's Day since I was about ten. There is only thing I have ever been sure about and that is that I would be a Mother, no matter what it took.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people want to be Doctor's, Lawyer's, Business owners, all I wanted was to be grown up. My Dad always tells me that, he said from the day I was born I just wanted to be an adult. Well now that I am here (an adult) I have gotten everything I ever dreamed about. I have my Health (perfect health) My Husband, and my BEAUTIFUL baby girl. Everything else is bonus. We will soon own a home and eventually I will go back to school and have a career, but for now I would like to say I may not have a Career but I feel very Successful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 1st Mother's Day was GREAT! I woke up to my Husband and Daughter in the kitchen making the best pancakes ever. I open my gifts and my first mother's day card to see that my daughter had signed it herself. Daddy let her into the finger paint. Oh the tears it brought to my eye's a very special moment I will never forget!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day was all about me and my Husband never stopped waiting on me hand and foot. What an amazing Husband I have, He did everything including save my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do I mean by save my life. Well we were having dinner at my Parents house and in mid conversation I swallowed a piece of steak and it got caught in my throat. I was Choking and everyone was still talking not paying attention. So I stood up and put my hands on my throat. Everyone peered at me like I was announcing something. Then Scott clued in that I was choking. He proceeded to give me the Heimlich but, it didn't work. This was now the longest 2 minutes of my life. I was to the point where I thought this is it im choking to death. Scott started hitting my back and panicking because it had now been along time. With one last try at the Heimlich he succeeded and dislodge the piece of steak. Omg I was so scared. I have never actually thought I was going to die until that moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Thank you Honey I owe my life to you. I am so thankful to be alive and have the best family EVER! I am so Proud to be the Mother of such an amazing daughter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone else had a great Mother's Day!&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/6679117461603144489-4289380593396324879?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/4289380593396324879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=4289380593396324879&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/4289380593396324879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/4289380593396324879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-first-mothers-day.html' title='My First Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Sgo2P6bJgdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/JUNpd_VF_y0/s72-c/May+2009+031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-2677376473367773831</id><published>2009-04-27T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:01:01.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SfXwclOPOiI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ObHMO9ra-oc/s1600-h/April+09+trip+to+Chilliwack+206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329430107881683490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SfXwclOPOiI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ObHMO9ra-oc/s320/April+09+trip+to+Chilliwack+206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SfXwcEzZXcI/AAAAAAAAAkc/yJRX2MOQVQw/s1600-h/April+09+trip+to+Chilliwack+175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329430099179167170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SfXwcEzZXcI/AAAAAAAAAkc/yJRX2MOQVQw/s320/April+09+trip+to+Chilliwack+175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SfXuyDiRKpI/AAAAAAAAAkU/FBqKC83h0T4/s1600-h/April+09+trip+to+Chilliwack+138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329428277772757650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SfXuyDiRKpI/AAAAAAAAAkU/FBqKC83h0T4/s320/April+09+trip+to+Chilliwack+138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SfXuxuOVc-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/tiKQYkfFPGk/s1600-h/April+09+trip+to+Chilliwack+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329428272052007906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SfXuxuOVc-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/tiKQYkfFPGk/s320/April+09+trip+to+Chilliwack+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SfXuxu-OpeI/AAAAAAAAAkE/rpPsqHBXr8k/s1600-h/April+09+trip+to+Chilliwack+106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329428272252888546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SfXuxu-OpeI/AAAAAAAAAkE/rpPsqHBXr8k/s320/April+09+trip+to+Chilliwack+106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SfXuxY_AsUI/AAAAAAAAAj8/uFFwhOMNq1I/s1600-h/April+09+trip+to+Chilliwack+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329428266350588226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SfXuxY_AsUI/AAAAAAAAAj8/uFFwhOMNq1I/s320/April+09+trip+to+Chilliwack+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SfXuxJ8N6kI/AAAAAAAAAj0/QBOmfkjd_QM/s1600-h/April+09+trip+to+Chilliwack+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329428262312340034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SfXuxJ8N6kI/AAAAAAAAAj0/QBOmfkjd_QM/s320/April+09+trip+to+Chilliwack+090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SfXs-rmFLUI/AAAAAAAAAjs/GDdWVp7nAD4/s1600-h/April+09+trip+to+Chilliwack+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329426295661342018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ScPqYTo-xRI/AAAAAAAAAjE/NEJgfJSLK3s/s320/100_0737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ScPqX_xMoiI/AAAAAAAAAi8/tEMLl199ZsQ/s1600-h/100_0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315349683202990626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ScPqX_xMoiI/AAAAAAAAAi8/tEMLl199ZsQ/s320/100_0752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ScPqXW3LmBI/AAAAAAAAAi0/Opl4T0o_rOU/s1600-h/100_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315349672222234642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ScPqXW3LmBI/AAAAAAAAAi0/Opl4T0o_rOU/s320/100_0750.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/6679117461603144489-274309605761491023?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/274309605761491023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=274309605761491023&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/274309605761491023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/274309605761491023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/ScPqYTo-xRI/AAAAAAAAAjE/NEJgfJSLK3s/s72-c/100_0737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-8412704009080540454</id><published>2009-03-19T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:28:39.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's tough decisions.....</title><content type='html'>When your in a new relationship everyone asks "Well when are you going to get married?" and then down the road when you do decide to tie the knot the first question is "When are you gonna have a baby?.  I have come to the conclusion people are impatient....haha &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The question that really blew me away is " When is the next baby coming?" I have just gone through 9 months of being uncomfortable to lead up to the most painful evening of my life. I have never been a Mom before and I didn't even have one day before someone asked me when the next one was coming. At that point I was irritated and the first thought I had was "ARE YOU SERIOUS?" I would say things like na ah never again and could I have a bit before I have to make that decision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scott and I made a decision that we were only having two max. I have been telling everyone that Im done and that I only want one, but the truth is I am scared to have another. I am scared of things like not loving them equally, not having enough energy, that the second one will be difficult (Chloe is such an angel, there is high standards), That we wont be able to financially. I mean there is a million things I have running through my mind.  Then I look at my darling daughter and see how fast she has grown and she will not be a baby for long. Am I ready for that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't take this post as my darling husband and I have decided to add to our family, but more of a post looking for answers to ease my worries, fears, and confusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sure do LOVE being a Mommie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-8412704009080540454?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/8412704009080540454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=8412704009080540454&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/8412704009080540454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/8412704009080540454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2009/03/lifes-tough-decisions.html' title='Life&apos;s tough decisions.....'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-5383440126749277932</id><published>2009-03-04T01:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T01:37:32.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Lonely....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Sa5K5sgh6vI/AAAAAAAAAiU/P_VZ7Sliy44/s1600-h/100_0720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309263365776993010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Sa5K5sgh6vI/AAAAAAAAAiU/P_VZ7Sliy44/s320/100_0720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Sa5K5jexFjI/AAAAAAAAAiM/cyAtlrpmvKw/s1600-h/100_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309263363353679410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Sa5K5jexFjI/AAAAAAAAAiM/cyAtlrpmvKw/s320/100_0695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309263358799782338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Sa5K5ShCIcI/AAAAAAAAAiE/4VhtYU3vN6U/s320/Feb+2009+042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being a Mommy is the most wonderful thing in the whole world and I would never trade it for anything, BUT I am so lonely. I know it wont be for long because my sweet lil baby will be full of words and running around here keeping fully occupied. For now though I feel like I am missing something. I mean there are only so many things to clean and organize at home. I need some social interaction during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I took upon myself to do alittle research today about things my lil' Angel and I can do during the day together while everyone is working or in school. To my surprise there is a million other Mom's feeling the same way so they created things to fill that void that new Mom's get. I found fitness classes, stroller boot camps to get back in shape. I found Mommy Movies that play at the grand 10 each week, there's BabyTalk, Parent Talk and splash time at the Y. Tons and tons of things for us to do...Yay! So now I will have MANY many things to blog about! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I go here is an update...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe is growing so fast, as they all do! She has learned so many new things, how to eat solid food(rice cereal and fruit), bouncing in her jolly jumper, She has almost got the sitting up thing. She giggles, and tells many stories! She is still an amazing sleeper at night and only sleeps a few hours during the day now. We went to the public pool in westback on saturday and took Chloe swimming for the first time. Wow was that ever fun she loved the water. I don't know her weight and Height but we go for her 2nd shots on March 10th so I will update you then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for Scott and I we are doing well. Nothing really new just enjoying being parents!&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/6679117461603144489-5383440126749277932?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/5383440126749277932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=5383440126749277932&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/5383440126749277932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/5383440126749277932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-lonely.html' title='So Lonely....'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Sa5K5sgh6vI/AAAAAAAAAiU/P_VZ7Sliy44/s72-c/100_0720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-9066841551654241664</id><published>2009-01-23T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T16:55:37.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lookie what I got!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SXplXL-sYMI/AAAAAAAAAhs/pyIKSELzL-Y/s1600-h/Me+%26+Scott%27s+Truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294655760954581186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SXplXL-sYMI/AAAAAAAAAhs/pyIKSELzL-Y/s320/Me+%26+Scott%27s+Truck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I love Scott's monster of a truck, I think was about time I stopped killing myself trying to get the car seat in and out all day long. I am 5'2 trying to get in and out of the orange beast was a task, let alone lifting my 11 pound baby girl in her car seat up into the iddle of the cab. oh my! What a sight! We needed a family car badly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294655760597950642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SXplXKpqoLI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Yn0r4_AgQvo/s320/2006_Chevrolet_Equinox_ext_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so happy with our 2006 Chevy Equinox. It is a 3.4 V6 fully loaded, new tires, sun roof, heated seats and a fold up picnic table lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chloe and I decided the day after we got our hot new ride that we were going on a road trip. So Wednesday we packed up and hit the road to see Uncle Cordell in Salmon Arm. What fun we had. Well I should say I had because my little munchkin slept the whole time. What a good girl. Anyway The Car was Fabulous and Comfortable. We cant wait till our next road trip with Daddy to see Uncle Corey, Auntie Ashley and Cousins Bethany and Rosebud!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-9066841551654241664?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/9066841551654241664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=9066841551654241664&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/9066841551654241664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/9066841551654241664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2009/01/lookie-what-i-got.html' title='Lookie what I got!'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SXplXL-sYMI/AAAAAAAAAhs/pyIKSELzL-Y/s72-c/Me+%26+Scott%27s+Truck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-5041907505323624170</id><published>2009-01-07T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:01:38.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWWVjnAHGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/UxnunR1jOY0/s1600-h/Mommies+23+birthday!+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288798634496760930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWWVjnAHGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/UxnunR1jOY0/s320/Mommies+23+birthday!+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWWVIGTtuI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/kx3rEewEzcI/s1600-h/Mommies+23+birthday!+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288798627111876322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWWVIGTtuI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/kx3rEewEzcI/s320/Mommies+23+birthday!+103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWWU5bvZWI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ERot7Pd_bR8/s1600-h/Mommies+23+birthday!+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288798623175239010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWWU5bvZWI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ERot7Pd_bR8/s320/Mommies+23+birthday!+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWM-s47KOI/AAAAAAAAAhA/jq5FeYFMPd8/s1600-h/Mommies+23+birthday!+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288788346246211810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWM-s47KOI/AAAAAAAAAhA/jq5FeYFMPd8/s320/Mommies+23+birthday!+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWM-ZWssmI/AAAAAAAAAg4/VdqVzYH3XIQ/s1600-h/Mommies+23+birthday!+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288788341002383970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWM-ZWssmI/AAAAAAAAAg4/VdqVzYH3XIQ/s320/Mommies+23+birthday!+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWM9i3OkmI/AAAAAAAAAgw/nR9v8kHy5eA/s1600-h/Mommies+23+birthday!+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288788326374871650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWM9i3OkmI/AAAAAAAAAgw/nR9v8kHy5eA/s320/Mommies+23+birthday!+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWM8_aPQrI/AAAAAAAAAgo/8zoGv-sn4aU/s1600-h/Christmas+Holidays+2008+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288788316858041010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWM8_aPQrI/AAAAAAAAAgo/8zoGv-sn4aU/s320/Christmas+Holidays+2008+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWM8XPzEUI/AAAAAAAAAgg/0r6eeblmcCI/s1600-h/random+chloe+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288788306076832066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWM8XPzEUI/AAAAAAAAAgg/0r6eeblmcCI/s320/random+chloe+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two months has flown bye. I need to make sure my eye's stay open or else i am gonna miss my beautiful daughter grow up. She is smiling, giggling, holding her head up and much more. She loves to tell us stories and is awake most of the day. Every new thing she learns is so exciting for me. I never new how proud I could be of her. Everyone I talk to about this says "I know hey isn't it amazing?" It feels as if no one else could possibly feel this way. I love be a mommy soooo much! My lil Family is so perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe is 12.5 pounds and 26 inchs @ two months old&lt;/div&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/6679117461603144489-5041907505323624170?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/5041907505323624170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=5041907505323624170&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/5041907505323624170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/5041907505323624170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-months.html' title='2 months....'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SWWWVjnAHGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/UxnunR1jOY0/s72-c/Mommies+23+birthday!+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-4969979812625807219</id><published>2008-12-29T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:32:55.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies First Christmas Rocked!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chloe Had a great first Christmas, How was your Christmas? (I know a bunch of you check our blog, let us know your there with a comment!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SVm_aDRuQZI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ICQ7yvPYw5s/s1600-h/christmas+and+boxing+day+08+131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285466091973132690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SVm_aDRuQZI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ICQ7yvPYw5s/s320/christmas+and+boxing+day+08+131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SVm_Zm39jMI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/gRDwowRsovc/s1600-h/christmas+and+boxing+day+08+094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285466084348890306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SVm_Zm39jMI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/gRDwowRsovc/s320/christmas+and+boxing+day+08+094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SVm_ZuX8o2I/AAAAAAAAAgI/DbkVkUB37k8/s1600-h/christmas+and+boxing+day+08+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285466086362096482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SVm_ZuX8o2I/AAAAAAAAAgI/DbkVkUB37k8/s320/christmas+and+boxing+day+08+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SVm_ZZojjwI/AAAAAAAAAgA/G-Wp1sFYfQs/s1600-h/christmas+and+boxing+day+08+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285466080794611458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SVm_ZZojjwI/AAAAAAAAAgA/G-Wp1sFYfQs/s320/christmas+and+boxing+day+08+107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SVm_ZA-p-JI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ntqfToKr6hA/s1600-h/christmas+and+boxing+day+08+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285466074176419986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SVm_ZA-p-JI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ntqfToKr6hA/s320/christmas+and+boxing+day+08+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were Spoiled rotten this year as usual! Having a baby is the most wonderful thing ever! I can't wait for next Christmas! But first lets bring in the new year! Happy almost 2009!!&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/6679117461603144489-4969979812625807219?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/4969979812625807219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=4969979812625807219&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/4969979812625807219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/4969979812625807219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/12/babies-first-christmas-rocked.html' title='Babies First Christmas Rocked!'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SVm_aDRuQZI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ICQ7yvPYw5s/s72-c/christmas+and+boxing+day+08+131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-8617285101738826789</id><published>2008-12-14T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:56:10.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Post!</title><content type='html'>On Friday I got tagged by &lt;a href="http://ourfamilystone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashley&lt;/a&gt; to do a special photo post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules: go to your Pictures, choose the 5th folder, and the 5th picture in that folder and post it. Here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279902927923007810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SUX7vSNlUUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/jycILa48znQ/s320/Chloe+Girl!+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This Picture is of a cake that I made for my daughter Chloe's first month birthday.He he I am so proud of her. She is growing so fast i can't believe it. So we took this cake over to my Dad and Kathy's house and had a pizza and cake party and celebrated it as a family. I know im silly but i can't help it i LOVE being a Mom. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now in the rules I am supposed to pass this on to 5 people ( I don't have five blog friends yet so a couple will have to do...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://kickyboots.com/"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://erinandluc.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ironwoman-kristina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-8617285101738826789?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/8617285101738826789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=8617285101738826789&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/8617285101738826789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/8617285101738826789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/12/photo-post.html' title='Photo Post!'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SUX7vSNlUUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/jycILa48znQ/s72-c/Chloe+Girl!+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-3399325027626223670</id><published>2008-12-01T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T02:09:02.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes Santa Claus, Here comes Santa Clause...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/STO0sPBrLzI/AAAAAAAAAXI/SfrlCe_1-5g/s1600-h/Chloe+Girl!+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274758260621782834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/STO0sPBrLzI/AAAAAAAAAXI/SfrlCe_1-5g/s320/Chloe+Girl!+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH BOY ARE WE SOOOOOOOOOO EXCITED! Chloe's first Christmas is almost here, it's just around the corner. YAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was Kelowna's annual Christmas Tree Light up downtown. We headed down around 3pm and visited Santa and got baby Chloe's picture taken with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274758264180646194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/STO0scSLITI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/oKGA3MPU8-I/s320/Chloe+Girl!+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After grinning and bearing the stressfulness of sitting in line with a million uncontrolled kids we got the pictues we wanted and we are sure glad we did, although at the time we sure didnt care to have them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After we left Santa we booted down to the Christmas Tree and joined in on the Christmas Carols and Dance. What a wonderful time. I sure love the christmas spirit that everyone is starting to get. Having a baby makes you change all your thoughts on things. Things that were once important are now not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274760476602456274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/STO2tOMo2NI/AAAAAAAAAXY/PQ5aoiyDDQA/s320/Chloe+Girl!+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274760491046479874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/STO2uEAXKAI/AAAAAAAAAXo/so5dRcKnhUE/s320/Chloe+Girl!+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274760484552862722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/STO2tr0KbAI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Y6dFGugmboQ/s320/Chloe+Girl!+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After Carolling Santa Came down to the Tree and at a countdown from 10 he turned the tree on! In my books that means Christmas is here. I am sooooo ready! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope the Christmas Spirit reaches all of you too!&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/6679117461603144489-3399325027626223670?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/3399325027626223670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=3399325027626223670&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3399325027626223670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3399325027626223670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/12/here-comes-santa-claus-here-comes-santa.html' title='Here comes Santa Claus, Here comes Santa Clause...'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/STO0sPBrLzI/AAAAAAAAAXI/SfrlCe_1-5g/s72-c/Chloe+Girl!+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-2021679627335173283</id><published>2008-11-24T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:13:29.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Chore....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SSulV2gzk7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/ARb_naxpA34/s1600-h/clean+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems that when you have a brand new baby that everything is cute, including dirty diapers, the pathetic look just before they start screaming for milk, the throw up down your chest and having to wake up to feed them at all hours of the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love all of it, I love the feeling of someone needing ME and only me ( for feedings). I love being the person that calms her down when she is so worked up over nothing. I especially love just starring at her unbelievably angelic face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The touch of her hands makes me melt, her cooing makes me smile, her squeaking, moaning and grunting are all so cute i just want to be like one of those crazy old aunts that pinch your cheeks all the time.lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will tell you one thing that is not cute right now though. I know one day soon I will love this time with her, but i do not enjoy it right now. BATH TIME is awful it feels like I am torchering her, Scott and I try everything to make it a good experience for her, but she just flat out hates it. On top of that almost every time we have put her in the bath she ends up pooing or peeing in the tub. After she is done bathing we usually have to take her and wash her out of the tub because of the lovely mess she makes. Yes we have waited till she goes in her diaper and figure the coast is clear but she gets so worked up she manages to squeeze something out. I swear she is getting back at us for doing this awful thing to her ( so she thinks, i love baths) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I am sure as time passes and she grows older she will realize Mommy and Daddy aren't as mean as she thinks and bath time can actually be fun....Mommy will make sure she has TONS of fun bath toys to prove it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6679117461603144489-2021679627335173283?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/2021679627335173283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=2021679627335173283&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/2021679627335173283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/2021679627335173283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-chore.html' title='What a Chore....'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-719619154049703853</id><published>2008-11-15T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:49:53.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe Elizabeth Stone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SR-Joz3Q8fI/AAAAAAAAAWw/u6zvvh2Retw/s1600-h/Chloe%27s+first+week!+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269081423256547826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SR-Joz3Q8fI/AAAAAAAAAWw/u6zvvh2Retw/s320/Chloe%27s+first+week!+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SR-Jobky8KI/AAAAAAAAAWo/zug6cCEvIRs/s1600-h/Chloe%27s+first+week!+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269081416736632994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SR-Jobky8KI/AAAAAAAAAWo/zug6cCEvIRs/s320/Chloe%27s+first+week!+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SR-JnmepcGI/AAAAAAAAAWg/EOrfqKME0Tc/s1600-h/chloe+and+mommy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269081402483765346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SR-JnmepcGI/AAAAAAAAAWg/EOrfqKME0Tc/s320/chloe+and+mommy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SR-JnWBVTGI/AAAAAAAAAWY/gO3MDUU6QH0/s1600-h/chloe+and+dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269081398065843298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SR-JnWBVTGI/AAAAAAAAAWY/gO3MDUU6QH0/s320/chloe+and+dad.jpg" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SR-JmyKdqEI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/aJq5BpmzMpU/s1600-h/Chloe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269081388440463426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SR-JmyKdqEI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/aJq5BpmzMpU/s320/Chloe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Precious little girl is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why didn't anyone worn me of the over whelming load of LOVE that would fly out of my heart? Holy I don't think I would have believed anyone that I would love anything or anyone this much. She is simply the apple of my eye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chloe is almost two weeks old and has proved herself to be a Angel. She wakes every three hours allowing Mom and Dad to get a healthy 7 hours sleep at least. She only cries when she wants food or some cuddles. She is simply amazing. I could not have asked for a better labour nor a better child. I know I know things change but i am enjoying the now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chloe was born at 7lbs 6 oz and 19 inch's long, In the hospital she lost a pound and a half and now was just over 6 lbs 5 oz. She has lots of hair and Dark blue gorgeous eye's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have had many visitor's from near and far! We thank all of you for your efforts, Our little family feels very loved and supported!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well it's bath time, update yea later!&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/6679117461603144489-719619154049703853?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/719619154049703853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=719619154049703853&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/719619154049703853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/719619154049703853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/11/chloe-elizabeth-stone.html' title='Chloe Elizabeth Stone'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SR-Joz3Q8fI/AAAAAAAAAWw/u6zvvh2Retw/s72-c/Chloe%27s+first+week!+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-3063891668751036867</id><published>2008-10-25T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T14:19:11.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Room &amp; Shower...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOLBXAxQHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/2wlYKqR3E4o/s1600-h/100_3636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261201645172244594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOLBXAxQHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/2wlYKqR3E4o/s320/100_3636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my Mom's, Me and my Sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOLAwFlS5I/AAAAAAAAAWA/HwSkF7Z2ugI/s1600-h/100_3637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261201634723449746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOLAwFlS5I/AAAAAAAAAWA/HwSkF7Z2ugI/s320/100_3637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will and Scott helping baby blow out the candles on the cake that my Sister made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOLAl1A3CI/AAAAAAAAAV4/XvZfWFOgEM0/s1600-h/100_3634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261201631969598498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOLAl1A3CI/AAAAAAAAAV4/XvZfWFOgEM0/s320/100_3634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Both Mom's and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOLARLxKxI/AAAAAAAAAVw/jn1dxfhYOyg/s1600-h/100_3584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261201626427894546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOLARLxKxI/AAAAAAAAAVw/jn1dxfhYOyg/s320/100_3584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Coolest diaper Cake,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOLAA1g1YI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Tcm7xczj2Qc/s1600-h/100_3631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261201622039582082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOLAA1g1YI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Tcm7xczj2Qc/s320/100_3631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Four generations, including baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOIksXHj5I/AAAAAAAAAVg/syzV3azuOUg/s1600-h/100_3630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261198953663664018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOIksXHj5I/AAAAAAAAAVg/syzV3azuOUg/s320/100_3630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Auntie Jenn and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOIkHeIjLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/RkWN4sPBMOw/s1600-h/100_3566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261198943760977074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOIkHeIjLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/RkWN4sPBMOw/s320/100_3566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corrina, Great Aunt Marg and Grandma Hobbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOIjwl1_TI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/0AhRlH6mxTc/s1600-h/100_3562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261198937619299634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOIjwl1_TI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/0AhRlH6mxTc/s320/100_3562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; see what I mean our kid is spoiled already....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOIji4xKHI/AAAAAAAAAVI/nuY25iJEr0s/s1600-h/100_3561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261198933940578418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOIji4xKHI/AAAAAAAAAVI/nuY25iJEr0s/s320/100_3561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Auntie Janna and Auntie roxie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261198928609414994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOIjPBuD1I/AAAAAAAAAVA/qpP8AY3Csh4/s320/100_3553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My Sis and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOHWb6D0aI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Fg7P9bHAlNw/s1600-h/100_3552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261197609217020322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOHWb6D0aI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Fg7P9bHAlNw/s320/100_3552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Mom and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOHWCI725I/AAAAAAAAAUw/_gM5U3a1e8g/s1600-h/100_3540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261197602300091282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOHWCI725I/AAAAAAAAAUw/_gM5U3a1e8g/s320/100_3540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Part of the guests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOHVjCZszI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oBe4LYYXBmE/s1600-h/100_3537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261197593951187762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOHVjCZszI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oBe4LYYXBmE/s320/100_3537.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Delicious Food....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOHU7j4ZrI/AAAAAAAAAUY/FP5O8CVz_To/s1600-h/100_3533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261197583354193586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOHU7j4ZrI/AAAAAAAAAUY/FP5O8CVz_To/s320/100_3533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Three I owe the most thanks too for putting this together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is just a small look into the baby room....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOEI2Q0TjI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/g6oqDMQQ--s/s1600-h/Baby%27s+Room+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261194077238742578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOEI2Q0TjI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/g6oqDMQQ--s/s320/Baby%27s+Room+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really Cool Frog Laundry Hamper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOEINFBsXI/AAAAAAAAAUI/E1R_RHhqsr0/s1600-h/Baby%27s+Room+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261194066183434610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOEINFBsXI/AAAAAAAAAUI/E1R_RHhqsr0/s320/Baby%27s+Room+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging Frog Storage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOEH16pXlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/alg5f5OlW6k/s1600-h/Baby%27s+Room+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261194059965881938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOEH16pXlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/alg5f5OlW6k/s320/Baby%27s+Room+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rainforest Mobile, and Little tad singing friend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOEHE0ERYI/AAAAAAAAAT4/jszqxxJWdV4/s1600-h/Baby%27s+Room+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261194046784947586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOEHE0ERYI/AAAAAAAAAT4/jszqxxJWdV4/s320/Baby%27s+Room+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOEG8nn8gI/AAAAAAAAATw/xADpnboG37I/s1600-h/Baby%27s+Room+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261194044585275906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOEG8nn8gI/AAAAAAAAATw/xADpnboG37I/s320/Baby%27s+Room+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQODXxAJovI/AAAAAAAAATo/qSJZF2c91z4/s1600-h/Baby%27s+Room+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261193234013070066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQODXxAJovI/AAAAAAAAATo/qSJZF2c91z4/s320/Baby%27s+Room+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQODXfbdK2I/AAAAAAAAATg/z6fSJDjFsy8/s1600-h/Baby%27s+Room+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261193229295758178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQODXfbdK2I/AAAAAAAAATg/z6fSJDjFsy8/s320/Baby%27s+Room+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A rocking chair my Grams Made/Painted....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQODWtX3SkI/AAAAAAAAATY/WKsRUDsSEpk/s1600-h/Baby%27s+Room+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261193215858920002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQODWtX3SkI/AAAAAAAAATY/WKsRUDsSEpk/s320/Baby%27s+Room+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So many Clothes already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQODWa-vn_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/nRLAynLU0Co/s1600-h/Baby%27s+Room+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261193210921721842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQODWa-vn_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/nRLAynLU0Co/s320/Baby%27s+Room+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big Frog Blanket..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQODV2WH16I/AAAAAAAAATI/tST2K1KxvMg/s1600-h/Baby%27s+Room+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261193201087666082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQODV2WH16I/AAAAAAAAATI/tST2K1KxvMg/s320/Baby%27s+Room+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everything goes better with giggles...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-3063891668751036867?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/3063891668751036867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=3063891668751036867&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3063891668751036867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3063891668751036867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/10/baby-room-shower.html' title='Baby Room &amp; Shower...'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SQOLBXAxQHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/2wlYKqR3E4o/s72-c/100_3636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-5473335004729951910</id><published>2008-10-18T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:36:46.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a great Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom and Uncle John's Marathon run!!! Great job you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SPo1y3vpX8I/AAAAAAAAASY/mmQSxdOCllk/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+weekend+2008+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258574662982000578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SPo1y3vpX8I/AAAAAAAAASY/mmQSxdOCllk/s320/Thanksgiving+weekend+2008+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom just ran across the finish line!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SPo1zeOGb6I/AAAAAAAAASg/huzxYQ2cjDU/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+weekend+2008+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258574673310281634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SPo1zeOGb6I/AAAAAAAAASg/huzxYQ2cjDU/s320/Thanksgiving+weekend+2008+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Uncle John celebrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This past weekend was Thanksgiving as you all know and it was an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; busy one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to be Thankful about I don't even know where to start. I guess I will start with my Mom, Ken, Grams and my Auntie coming into town. I have not seen them for awhile and it was so good to see them. I had a nice long visit with my Mom and we did so much in such a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend we had my baby shower on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; evening (pictures will be posted) Thank you to my Mom's for putting that together it was so amazing and our baby is possibly the most spoiled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; munchkin already. Bright and early Sunday morning my Mom was involved in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BMO&lt;/span&gt; marathon and she did so well, beating her estimated time by a half hour. That evening we had Thanksgiving dinner with a whopping 23 people...WOW it was so much fun. we had dinner and then got out the always popular game of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rockband&lt;/span&gt;. To my surprise my family got my GRANDMA playing guitar! Never seen something so funny, the sad thing is that she is almost as good as me on her first try.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; In between all of this fun we did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of baby shopping and got all that we need to ensure if we had the baby now we would be set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Baby room is looking pretty ready and I will take pictures when we get the last couple things hung up on the walls. You will love it. I have never seen so many Frog things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to Thank everyone that made an effort this weekend...We felt so loved and spoiled. We had some great visits, phone calls and e-mails. Thank you for the effort those of you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the update on our pregnancy we are still very healthy and have been sent to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; many tests starting this week to ensure it stays that way....We are 4 weeks away and I am already having so small contractions , so cross your fingers its gonna be early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple pictures from our weekend I will be adding more as soon as i get them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258574674988037874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SPo1zkeG9vI/AAAAAAAAASo/nIcFOTvAc5A/s320/Thanksgiving+weekend+2008+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma getting ready to JAM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258574689878716370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SPo10b8Ur9I/AAAAAAAAASw/BxSSNEBItRo/s320/Thanksgiving+weekend+2008+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Auntie's got her game face on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258575047462981330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SPo2JQDDjtI/AAAAAAAAATA/Z9VNeUx2mm0/s320/Thanksgiving+weekend+2008+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mother daughter battle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258574696621949922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SPo101ECQ-I/AAAAAAAAAS4/8NC6Ws0K3dM/s320/Thanksgiving+weekend+2008+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Sis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;showin&lt;/span&gt; them how it's done!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-5473335004729951910?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/5473335004729951910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=5473335004729951910&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/5473335004729951910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/5473335004729951910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-great-thanksgiving.html' title='What a great Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SPo1y3vpX8I/AAAAAAAAASY/mmQSxdOCllk/s72-c/Thanksgiving+weekend+2008+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-2214383385027905084</id><published>2008-09-23T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T16:52:15.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 more weeks!</title><content type='html'>Wow, I can see the end! It looks still so far away but its almost here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done work on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; and I am so glad. I am getting to the point where getting out of bed takes huge effort. I need more help then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; used to and I feel so fatigued all the time. Sleep has been hard to achieve and peeing seems to be more like breathing everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANT IT OUT!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Baby room almost finished, organized house and a baby shower on the way i am getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;soooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; excited to meet this l&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ittle&lt;/span&gt; one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to thank all of our families for being so supportive and loving, it means &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe how Great my life has become, The most amazing husband, healthy, and having a baby. Lots of peoples view of what a perfect life is, is very different but, i think i have a great base. Yes one day we will have our own house and not stress about money so much ,but those things come with time, some people never find what i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we need cute quotes, please send us some good ones that warm your hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-2214383385027905084?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/2214383385027905084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=2214383385027905084&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/2214383385027905084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/2214383385027905084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/09/8-more-weeks.html' title='8 more weeks!'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-8334126545520874477</id><published>2008-09-10T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:21:30.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the baby,,,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SMicxDXELHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/FFwHSspZ6Ck/s1600-h/Summer+2008+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244614132602514546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SMicxDXELHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/FFwHSspZ6Ck/s400/Summer+2008+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SMh9k8M7MSI/AAAAAAAAASI/hwjW2KH_GPM/s1600-h/Summer+2008+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Closet so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SMh9NjrIMhI/AAAAAAAAARg/v4qSDozxM84/s1600-h/Summer+2008+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244579437940847122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SMh9NjrIMhI/AAAAAAAAARg/v4qSDozxM84/s400/Summer+2008+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lovin the Pine Set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SMh9OP_KLYI/AAAAAAAAARo/MQK-2CtDfjw/s1600-h/Summer+2008+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244579449836023170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SMh9OP_KLYI/AAAAAAAAARo/MQK-2CtDfjw/s400/Summer+2008+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leap Froggy bedding from Kidsline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SMh9OWSTbUI/AAAAAAAAARw/PEnHhQgklDY/s1600-h/Summer+2008+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244579451526933826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SMh9OWSTbUI/AAAAAAAAARw/PEnHhQgklDY/s400/Summer+2008+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rest of the Pine Set, plus awesome Diaper Genie and Tub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SMh9O1_B7zI/AAAAAAAAAR4/2JKy3dUcW_c/s1600-h/Summer+2008+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244579460036030258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SMh9O1_B7zI/AAAAAAAAAR4/2JKy3dUcW_c/s400/Summer+2008+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Precious Stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SMh9PdfO2mI/AAAAAAAAASA/C528e1tmLto/s1600-h/Summer+2008+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244579470640077410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SMh9PdfO2mI/AAAAAAAAASA/C528e1tmLto/s400/Summer+2008+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fun Froggy I painted, not finished there is more to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;30 weeks! Whaaahooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott and I are starting to realize how little time that there is before we are parents. So this weekend we bought a crib(Complements of Grandpa Stone), change table , and dresser. A really nice pine set! It is beautiful. Grams and Grumps Wirachowsky couldn't resist picking up the crib bedding that i had picked out awhile ago. So oh my does it look like a babies room now.&lt;br /&gt;I got a wicked deal on a diaper genie and have got the closet all organized. It's real we officially realized as we were building the crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so lucky to have so many friends and family that pass things on too us we are almost set up completely. More stuff coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;It feels so nice. I was worried that we were going to be stressing just before our bundle of joy enters the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done work Oct 1st WHAHHHHHHHHHOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to relaxing and getting last minute things done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-8334126545520874477?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/8334126545520874477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=8334126545520874477&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/8334126545520874477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/8334126545520874477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/09/here-comes-baby.html' title='Here comes the baby,,,,,'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SMicxDXELHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/FFwHSspZ6Ck/s72-c/Summer+2008+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-2074018535731887977</id><published>2008-08-29T10:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T10:07:55.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Husband, Happy Wife!</title><content type='html'>Thank you for the lovely phone calls and comments. Scott feels so lucky to have a family that cares and supports him and I.&lt;br /&gt;His first few days have gone great and he is tired and happy when he gets home. Which means he is working hard and liking it. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are off to the Armstrong fair this weekend so I will fill you in on Monday about our weekend and hopefully have some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-2074018535731887977?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/2074018535731887977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=2074018535731887977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/2074018535731887977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/2074018535731887977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-husband-happy-wife.html' title='Happy Husband, Happy Wife!'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-3894721758867709593</id><published>2008-08-27T15:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T15:51:56.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming together PERFECTLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239333530695815746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 71px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="71" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SLXaFkTq0kI/AAAAAAAAARY/bLOOLahQMjE/s400/images.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well today is a great day for us!&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://allworldcars.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/gm_to_close_windsor.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://allworldcars.com/wordpress/%3Fcat%3D160&amp;amp;h=336&amp;amp;w=336&amp;amp;sz=14&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=1&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;usg=__z3HFe_oOprckazuHtDeWdCIE2Gc=&amp;amp;tbnid=Cdo1dn3K9pK29M:&amp;amp;tbnh=119&amp;amp;tbnw=119&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DGM%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26rlz%3D1T4GGLL_en%26sa%3DN"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See lately life has been a little stressful, I am finished work in a month and Scott has not been working steady. He was layed off from one job, working for two others on and off, but can't seem to find a job that wants him full time. Yes I know how weird is that? because anyone that knows the Stone brother's knows they are extremely smart and hard working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He didn't want to settle for just any job, he wanted something that he could be with for awhile, steady and work his way up.(Like an apprenticeship) Having a family he wants to have a guarantee that he can always support us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well Yesterday God answered our prayers! The GM dealership here in Kelowna hired him to be a technician with the option of challenging his first year apprenticeship! YAY! It is exactly what he wants to do and where he wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I can go off work stress free and know that we will be fine and he is happy with what he is doing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH and think of the deals we will get on a new CHEVY!!! Wahhhhoooooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway that is all I have for today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby is very active and healthy and I am doing wonderful! Time has flown and our lil one is almost here! &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/6679117461603144489-3894721758867709593?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/3894721758867709593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=3894721758867709593&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3894721758867709593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3894721758867709593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/08/coming-together-perfectly.html' title='Coming together PERFECTLY!'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SLXaFkTq0kI/AAAAAAAAARY/bLOOLahQMjE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-3278886716929678432</id><published>2008-08-05T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T20:53:20.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing....</title><content type='html'>Feeling the baby inside of me is truly the greatest feeling I have ever had in my whole life. I know that it will become harder and tend to hurt or keep me awake every night, but i am fully enjoying it right now. I thought that nothing would ever top that feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; night when I was laying on my side and i felt my stomach move on the outside. So I rolled over and got my darling husband to place his hands on my stomach and share this feeling with me. I have not seen a smile that big since I told him we were pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;It has felt real to me for awhile since i am the one going throw a billion changes, but to him its more of something he just hears about until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; when he got a reality check....THIS IS HAPPENING! What an excited daddy i have on my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got the babies room painted. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! We were going for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;greenie&lt;/span&gt;/blue but it turned out way greener then we thought. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; we like it. I am also putting that talent that my parents beg me not to hide to use. I am drawing on the walls, our theme is frogs, (weird eh? well if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know I am a from freak. I collect them.) So I am drawing a frog/pond theme on the walls and painting them. So we will see how it turns out. I will update you with pictures! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have we been up too? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt; not much other then camping in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;enderby&lt;/span&gt; last weekend. What a blast! We went floating down the river twice and to the drive in movies. We saw Hancock and Iron man. Both two great movies. We had an awesome time, and some quality time with some family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well and the three of us are happy and healthy!&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-3278886716929678432?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/3278886716929678432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=3278886716929678432&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3278886716929678432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3278886716929678432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/08/amazing.html' title='Amazing....'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-1760202000815583447</id><published>2008-07-23T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T17:13:43.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update? Ok!</title><content type='html'>Some of you blog lover's have asked me to stop procrastinating and update my darn blog... Well I don't know what to say. My life consists of working, and sleeping most of the week. Being six months pregnant in 30-40 degree weather has SUCKED! oh well I can't say i love being pregnant, but it definitely has been a smooth ride so far and I am lucky compared to some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last couple months we have had some family stay with us which has been nice. Scott and I have been on a four wheeling adventure and this last weekend we spent the weekend out on the lake with my Dad's boat! I am very proud of myself with doing all these things when all i want to do is stay at home in the amazing air conditioner. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week we went and had another ultrasound. No pictures this time, but the baby is big and healthy still. No concerns! That is all i could ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we are finally painting the babies room and I am very excited about it. Scott has picked the colour and I am putting my own special touches to it. So when it is done I will add some pictures. I so can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has any loving, family quotes or sayings would you put them on a comment. Muchly appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am off i will write soon and sorry for the lack of motivation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-1760202000815583447?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/1760202000815583447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=1760202000815583447&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/1760202000815583447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/1760202000815583447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/07/update-ok.html' title='Update? Ok!'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-3738458464218188106</id><published>2008-06-17T21:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:00:14.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak Peek at the Lil One....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SFiUsPcfqRI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/S_QXsREoP1k/s1600-h/New+Baby+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213080056462551314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SFiUsPcfqRI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/S_QXsREoP1k/s400/New+Baby+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              This is our lil munchkin. He/She weighs 8 oz, 15 cm and is 18 weeks old. Very healthy and active. We are so excited, Can't wait till he/she is here!!!!&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/6679117461603144489-3738458464218188106?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/3738458464218188106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=3738458464218188106&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3738458464218188106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3738458464218188106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/06/sneak-peek-at-lil-one.html' title='Sneak Peek at the Lil One....'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SFiUsPcfqRI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/S_QXsREoP1k/s72-c/New+Baby+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-2755437236972101389</id><published>2008-05-26T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T13:34:40.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Move...</title><content type='html'>So sorry its been awhile. I figured I would pop on and update all of you on our life. We are on the move. We found a new home suitable for our family. It is not far from here, but we are getting a whole house to ourselves. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a new home, garage, yard and two bedrooms and two bathrooms. so that makes all of us including Chevy happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because of that we are working all day and then coming home and packing so needless to say I am EXHAUSTED and my baby cannot wait for us to be moved and settled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the baby, everything is coming along smoothly. We heard the babies heart last week and the Doctor says it was at 150 beats per minute. So according to the wise tale about heart beats. It would be a girl. They say if the heart is beating at 140 its a boy or 150 and up its a girl. So who knows. Lol  I still think its a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the next ultrasound coming up very soon so we will be able to show you what our baby is looking like. Not just a little blob! Yay as for me the Doctor says I am very healthy and coming along smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All good news here. Give me a little more energy and I would be perfect!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-2755437236972101389?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/2755437236972101389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=2755437236972101389&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/2755437236972101389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/2755437236972101389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-move.html' title='On the Move...'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-4308747160519157064</id><published>2008-05-07T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T20:12:46.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;C HHHHHEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSEE!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SCPArwlmktI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rlaJuB3vDYs/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198210252925211346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 428px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="316" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SCPArwlmktI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rlaJuB3vDYs/s400/untitled.JPG" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are the important people in your world? Who are the people that make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us have many of those people. Our friends and family are unbelievable people. They care for us and help us through the tough and the great times in our lives. They guide us when we have no direction and give us those tips we need every once in awhile. Now I am one of those lucky lucky people who has a ton of those people and am so thankful for it. Although I rarely let them know how much I appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this blog is a note to everyone in my life. THANK YOU for all that you have done and do for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did this come from? Well it could be that I am SUPER emotional and this just flowing out of my hormonal pregnancy or I had an amazing weekend with my in laws and they reminded me how lucky I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This last weekend Scott had a family reunion to celebrate the meeting of a long lost cousin and his Grandparents 25th Anniversary. So most of the family traveled in from all around and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning before the reunion &lt;a href="http://ourfamilystone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashley&lt;/a&gt; (Sister in Law) and my Niece Bethany and I headed out for a morning of shopping, not just any shopping BABY shopping. Although we did not buy anything we had the best morning I have had in along time. None stop conversation, great advice and tips for my upcoming experience and a new mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;a href="http://ourfamilystone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Corey and Ashley &lt;/a&gt;lived here Ashley and I often went for lunches and had visits, because both of us looooove to talk. I forgot how much I had missed those meetings till this weekend. She was one of the most excited people for Scott and I when we outed our pregnancy and still to this day is as excited as I am. Both of us cannot wait to raise our children to be close. As close as there Daddy's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion I wanted to send out an extra special Thanks to &lt;a href="http://ourfamilystone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashley &lt;/a&gt;for being so wonderful to me and making my experience that much better! Can't wait for the next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-4308747160519157064?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/4308747160519157064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=4308747160519157064&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/4308747160519157064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/4308747160519157064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/05/thank-you.html' title='Thank you!'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SCPArwlmktI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rlaJuB3vDYs/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-7530941446776244575</id><published>2008-04-21T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:01:17.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did my holidays go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SA1A_dh7NoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uStQ5g5IjVY/s1600-h/paul+brandt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191877404430907010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SA1A_dh7NoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uStQ5g5IjVY/s400/paul+brandt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scott and I at Earls before the Concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SA1AFNh7NjI/AAAAAAAAAP8/N291Wh4uaQg/s1600-h/mix+of+things+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191876403703526962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SA1AFNh7NjI/AAAAAAAAAP8/N291Wh4uaQg/s400/mix+of+things+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cousin Hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SA1AF9h7NkI/AAAAAAAAAQE/uYgvbVNg1Bo/s1600-h/mix+of+things+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191876416588428866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SA1AF9h7NkI/AAAAAAAAAQE/uYgvbVNg1Bo/s400/mix+of+things+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousin Isaiah and Chevy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SA1AGNh7NlI/AAAAAAAAAQM/YG4fm5uTY0s/s1600-h/mix+of+things+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191876420883396178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SA1AGNh7NlI/AAAAAAAAAQM/YG4fm5uTY0s/s400/mix+of+things+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin Kayla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SA1AGth7NmI/AAAAAAAAAQU/9ZiikAQW1yo/s1600-h/Trip+to+see+Paul+Brandt+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191876429473330786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SA1AGth7NmI/AAAAAAAAAQU/9ZiikAQW1yo/s400/Trip+to+see+Paul+Brandt+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tasia and Cordell at Earls before Concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SA1AHNh7NnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/z2kO-udMMbg/s1600-h/Trip+to+see+Paul+Brandt+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191876438063265394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SA1AHNh7NnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/z2kO-udMMbg/s400/Trip+to+see+Paul+Brandt+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cordell, Scott and Tasia chillin after concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How did eight days with no work go so fast? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last week has been wonderful. Not only did I get to not work, but I got to see PAUL BRANDT in concert. Scott, Cordell (my best friend) and I drove to Chiliwack and had a wicked weekend visiting friends and going to an amazing concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on top of going on a great trip we got home and my Auntie and Cousins were here visiting from Edmonton. We spent all week hanging out and having family dinners. It was so nice to see them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, my dear Auntie Jen went in and had surgery. A few weeks ago she was diagnosed with cancer. They caught it early and they were able to get to it quickly so we are thinking it will be all ok. She is up and around and will leave the hospital tomorrow if all is well. We will find out in two weeks whether they were able to remove it all. Thank goodness they saw it early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So between all this craziness my baby has decided to take over and tell me off. It makes me nap, eat when it wants to and well be sick all the time. I am no longer able to go in the car for more then 10 minutes else i will loose my lunch...lol oh the fun can't wait till the lil one is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was exciting as well, besides the long car ride to Vernon I had an awesome day visiting Corey, Ashley, Bethany, Dad Stone and Sue. We met for a very delicious breakfast and spent a few hours catching up. So nice to see them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had to go back to WORK! Yuck! Although I was not happy about going back,but my day went so fast. As I type to you I am sitting here waiting for two of my friends to bring over there kids for me to watch while they go have a romantic anniversary dinner. I get to watch Emmalee, who is 3 and Deacon who is just about 6 months old. They are two of the cutest kids ever and its going to be a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is what I have been up to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type ya later &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/6679117461603144489-7530941446776244575?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/7530941446776244575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=7530941446776244575&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/7530941446776244575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/7530941446776244575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/04/where-did-my-holidays-go.html' title='Where did my holidays go?'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/SA1A_dh7NoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uStQ5g5IjVY/s72-c/paul+brandt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-3251581549799947804</id><published>2008-04-08T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:28:53.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did time stop?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know when you are going on a trip and the week before you are ready to take off, time just decides to stop. Or so it seems. It does not stop but surely slows right down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what pregnancy feels like so far. As any mother they just cannot wait to see there little one. So 3 weeks ago I found out I was creating a life. Well the last 3 weeks feels like half a year. I am so not looking forward to 9 months feeling like a life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then when you finally get to leave on that vacation, it feels like 5 minutes later its over. So I hear that's how it feels after you have the baby. It grows and learns so fast, then before you know it they are grown and not needing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday I had my first ultrasound and Scott and I realised that it is actually reality and we will be parents. May I say I had a small freak out in my head, What if I'm a bad mom? I know I wont be and all of you will say that this is normal and I will be great, but I want more then just being a good mom. I want our child to grow thinking I am there best friend. Someone They can talk to, trust and take advice from. I know to accomplish that I need to trust, talk to and also take advice from. What if that's not enough and that relationship I want never happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up with two mom's. I had everything I needed and was very loved, but how do I give my child what both these Women did for me? Can I accomplish that and only be one person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I know that the only way to find out is to live and learn I will take my life experiences and make the best out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our little Blob. Not much to see yet, but my baby is there!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187112817630167202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R_xToAi4wKI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2vBB4NahWZ4/s400/Baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-3251581549799947804?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/3251581549799947804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=3251581549799947804&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3251581549799947804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3251581549799947804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/04/did-time-stop.html' title='Did time stop?'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R_xToAi4wKI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2vBB4NahWZ4/s72-c/Baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-6204204840564864114</id><published>2008-03-28T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T17:28:58.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of Clothes...</title><content type='html'>I was looking at my blog today and it came to me that it looked nothing like my personality. I am not a pink person at all really. So after looking and looking I finally came across CHOCOLATE! Well if you know me I am a chocolate freak. I could eat chocolate anytime and well basically &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; there is not one crumb left. I love my Chocolate! So what better way to make my blog suit me better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe this will motivate me to Blog more, but I am actually really sad I do not know anyone except my sister in law Ashley that blogs. Once in awhile I check some of her blogger friends, but I feel very awkward commenting on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;someones&lt;/span&gt; blog I do not know. So how do you meet other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Blogger's&lt;/span&gt;? What is the secret? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No news on the baby front I am well and feeling great.( just tired, but as Ashley told me its just preparing me for when they are on the outside.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone that reads my blog let me know because I really wouldn't mind checking yours out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-6204204840564864114?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/6204204840564864114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=6204204840564864114&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/6204204840564864114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/6204204840564864114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/03/change-of-clothes.html' title='Change of Clothes...'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-7101959359089143832</id><published>2008-03-26T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T22:49:01.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Question...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you going to find out if it's a Boy or a Girl?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the question that I have been asked since Scott and I decided to share our wonderful news! Originally Scott and I had discussed finding out,, only because anyone who knows me knows I am not at all a patient person. So he said fine we will find out and that way you can decorate and buy gender specific clothing....BUT where is the fun in that. That leaves no surprise at the end. Talking to many experienced Mommies they say to leave the first as a surprise and then if there is a second, then find out because then you know whether to buy new stuff or keep the first babies stuff. Makes sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think that is our complete and final answer, Although deep down inside it will kill me to know I could have the choice to find out. Oh well I will be happy we waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already convinced at this time that it is a Boy. I am way to early to be convinced, but man do I ever feel strongly about this. Not that I care what it is as long as it is healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I must say there is nothing new to report. I feel extremely tired and really do enjoy my sleep, but other then feeling bloated I feel great. So I am so happy I was talking to a lady today that by her second month she was a mess. So tired, morning sickness (morning, noon, and night) and felt like she couldn't do anything in a day. She said she missed a lot of work that month. So that shows how different every pregnancy is. I am hoping mine will be a breeze I have a great frame of mind and am trying to learn all I can about making it go smoothly, to the best of my ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Easter I was given a Baby book called "What to expect when you are expecting." a book that I have heard non stop great things about. I have been reading it every chance I get. It is a great guideline EXCEPT there is a lot of very depressing things in it. Like what could go wrong and signs of things that might happen....AHHHH I feel like I would rather be blind eyed because that is enough to make me very worried all the time. So making sure that my mind is positive has been a challenge. Lol&lt;br /&gt;Well not only did I get a book, but so did Scott lol. His book was called " What to expect when your wife is expanding." HAHAHA wow it is hilarious (Which I know wont be so funny once i am uncomfortable and moody) It goes hand in hand with what my book says, but translated for men. It tells him what to expect, and what not to expect like....NO SEX Haha It is great but some of the things it tells men to say to there wives when they are moody is enough to make me want to torch the book....So i warned Scott to read the book , but not to follow it to closely. (because 9 months is a long time and he might not make it that long if he does.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who...I am exhausted now and I am going to have a bath before bed. Hope all is well and I hope to see comments just so i know who all reads this blog thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Take Care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-7101959359089143832?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/7101959359089143832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=7101959359089143832&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/7101959359089143832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/7101959359089143832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-question.html' title='What a Question...'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-2537594711435251982</id><published>2008-03-21T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T20:50:23.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know something you don't know.....</title><content type='html'>Until today I have felt that I have had really nothing to blog about. I always feel that no one would be interested in my everyday life and small events that happen, but that is all about to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM HAVING A BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out this week that Scott and I are having a baby. I am 6 weeks pregnant, which means I am due November 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. How exciting is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it is such an exciting time it is also such a confusing time. Not only is my body starting to change but I have so many different feelings. I am so happy to be pregnant, as anyone knows I have an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;adiction&lt;/span&gt; to babies! The only worry I have is the fact that some people think that I am to young and that comes out in the way they say congrats. I am Happily married to the man of my dreams and am so ready. So whats the biggie? Well I guess they will just have to get over it because TO LATE. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;  Well anyway to anyone who does have concerns about this don't you worry,  as much as you may not believe I a&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt; ready, I so am! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;negative&lt;/span&gt;. I am starting to feel pregnant. It is feeling real more and more everyday. I am not sleeping very well. I am sure that is partly to do with being excited and partly to do with the fact that I have the most unreal dreams and nightmares. Body changes, pains and lack of energy has come too. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; glad that I have not got morning sickness yet! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started eating better and working out on our new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;treadmill&lt;/span&gt; to help keep baby and I healthy and keep the weight off. I think that is my biggest worry right now. I know its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt; and part of being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;preggo&lt;/span&gt; is putting on a few. I am just so unhappy with my body now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; scared that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;preggo&lt;/span&gt; weight is going to drag me down. So any tips would gladly be appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Clothes. WOW! they are probably the cutest things on earth. Last night My parents had us over for dinner and had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;a little&lt;/span&gt; celebration, They gave us a bag full of baby clothes from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Baby Gap&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;. They are possibly they sweetest things ever. Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;onsies&lt;/span&gt;, booties and jean over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;alls&lt;/span&gt;. I had tears in my eyes. I so can't wait to see them on our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have to say there is hours of things that I could talk about right now so I will wait for tomorrow or Sunday to continue. It's all just so exciting! Be prepared that I will be writing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; more. I finally feel like I have something that everyone would want to hear about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all,&lt;br /&gt;Chels and Scott&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-2537594711435251982?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/2537594711435251982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=2537594711435251982&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/2537594711435251982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/2537594711435251982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/03/until-today-i-have-felt-that-i-have-had.html' title='I know something you don&apos;t know.....'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-3998434259867737189</id><published>2008-02-26T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T17:08:36.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Grandpa,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R8S3i643XRI/AAAAAAAAAM4/brsGTHmfNXM/s1600-h/woo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear Grandpa Kerry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Today was a great day, I found out that I am Hepatitis C free, I had undergone a treatment 6 months ago with only a percentage that I could be healthy. I would say once again, but in fact I have never been healthy. So this makes 2008 the first year of my life that I am healthy and have nothing wrong with me. Not even an allergy!&lt;br /&gt;            On top of that great news I am married to an amazing man named Scott, who I adore and he adores me. He takes care of me and understands me. What else could I have asked for.&lt;br /&gt;            I wish that you and I had been able to spend more time together, that in life there was no such thing as term oil. I wish that for you and my mom’s sake that you could have had a chance to start over. She is a good women and she will always remember that she is apart of you no matter what. As will I.&lt;br /&gt;            There is a book that often in my life that I wish I was in. Tough times have brought me to this fairy tale, but in the end after day dreaming about what life would be like if I were in Kansas I come to the reality that even Dorothy agrees that “There is no place like home!” You bought me this book when I was younger and I carry it with me, The Wizard of Oz.&lt;br /&gt;            For a wedding gift You and Monica gave me an amazing gift and I have not thanked you for. I have ALWAYS wanted one of your paintings, because truly honestly they are amazing. Everyone that walks through my door is amazed by the realness of your painting. I will always cherish this gift and pass it on to your nearing grandchildren. &lt;br /&gt;             Today when I received such wonderful news, I felt as if I could not stop thinking of you. You are amazing to me. I know that there is much more in store for you and I hope that you carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R8S3i643XSI/AAAAAAAAANA/7kDBAAHYErQ/s1600-h/woo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R8S3jK43XTI/AAAAAAAAANI/-jgmcqNNVdo/s1600-h/woo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171460086974340402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R8S3jK43XTI/AAAAAAAAANI/-jgmcqNNVdo/s320/woo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the book that my Grandpa bought me.&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/6679117461603144489-3998434259867737189?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/3998434259867737189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=3998434259867737189&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3998434259867737189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3998434259867737189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/02/dear-grandpa.html' title='Dear Grandpa,'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R8S3jK43XTI/AAAAAAAAANI/-jgmcqNNVdo/s72-c/woo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-5110747470722322417</id><published>2008-02-12T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:58:47.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be a Rockstar!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R7Kbi7HvwxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/f6kv9saz6g4/s1600-h/Birthday+weekend+08+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166362746835419922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R7Kbi7HvwxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/f6kv9saz6g4/s320/Birthday+weekend+08+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R7KbjbHvwyI/AAAAAAAAAMg/2Y2vFHHHnG4/s1600-h/Birthday+weekend+08+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166362755425354530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R7KbjbHvwyI/AAAAAAAAAMg/2Y2vFHHHnG4/s320/Birthday+weekend+08+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R7Kbj7HvwzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5AmaRbZqrn8/s1600-h/Birthday+weekend+08+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166362764015289138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R7Kbj7HvwzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5AmaRbZqrn8/s320/Birthday+weekend+08+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R7KbkLHvw0I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IoTBAVpQFdM/s1600-h/Good+Times+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166362768310256450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R7KbkLHvw0I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IoTBAVpQFdM/s320/Good+Times+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow...it's been awhile. Life has been crazy with good and bad. Many things have happened in the last month or so and I don't even know where to begin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the things that we have been up to is our new toy Rock band. Most of you have heard of Guitar Hero. Well Rock band is the same but you have drums, guitars and a microphone. So you create a entire band. It is so much fun. We took this new toy over to my Dad's house and had an absolute blast and had my Step Mom as the lead singer. Wow it was so funny! Then we had our friends over a few times and jammed out and I have never been into video games so much until we got this. You must try! Here are a few pictures of the Guitar Rock Stars........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6679117461603144489-5110747470722322417?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/5110747470722322417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=5110747470722322417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/5110747470722322417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/5110747470722322417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-wanna-be-rockstar.html' title='I wanna be a Rockstar!!'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R7Kbi7HvwxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/f6kv9saz6g4/s72-c/Birthday+weekend+08+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-7222391077941928018</id><published>2007-12-08T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T12:45:00.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis' the Season.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;Some Christmas fun.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1pv0YfRYUI/AAAAAAAAALw/dU5H66eDua8/s1600-h/misc+07+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141544870314336578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1pv0YfRYUI/AAAAAAAAALw/dU5H66eDua8/s320/misc+07+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the Downtown Christmas Tree light up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1pv04fRYVI/AAAAAAAAAL4/FxYAoR7MGQE/s1600-h/misc+07+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141544878904271186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1pv04fRYVI/AAAAAAAAAL4/FxYAoR7MGQE/s320/misc+07+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1pv1YfRYWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/rk4FdhRvEGc/s1600-h/misc+07+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141544887494205794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1pv1YfRYWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/rk4FdhRvEGc/s320/misc+07+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Gingerbread House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1pv14fRYXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/yBrSe_2nzr8/s1600-h/misc+07+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141544896084140402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1pv14fRYXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/yBrSe_2nzr8/s320/misc+07+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scott's Gingerbread Train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows plain and simple, I am a baby lover. My heart just swells so big when my baby radar goes off. They are amazing, so lovable and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;intrigging&lt;/span&gt;, Since I don't have any of my own i love to show the ones in my life off. So here is one of my precious babies.. This is Baby Emma. She is my adopted big sisters 3rd baby! She is almost 10 months. These pictures were taking at one of our play dates at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1ptKofRYPI/AAAAAAAAALI/LQP1bMwVd1w/s1600-h/misc+07+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141541954031542514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1ptKofRYPI/AAAAAAAAALI/LQP1bMwVd1w/s320/misc+07+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1ptLIfRYQI/AAAAAAAAALQ/mKtjIGhUe88/s1600-h/misc+07+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141541962621477122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1ptLIfRYQI/AAAAAAAAALQ/mKtjIGhUe88/s320/misc+07+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141541971211411730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1ptLofRYRI/AAAAAAAAALY/V4KjBQbdDGk/s320/misc+07+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1ptMIfRYSI/AAAAAAAAALg/cK2zvbV1lrc/s1600-h/misc+07+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141541979801346338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1ptMIfRYSI/AAAAAAAAALg/cK2zvbV1lrc/s320/misc+07+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1ptMYfRYTI/AAAAAAAAALo/bZn-qvxC5SM/s1600-h/misc+07+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141541984096313650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1ptMYfRYTI/AAAAAAAAALo/bZn-qvxC5SM/s320/misc+07+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&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/6679117461603144489-7222391077941928018?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/7222391077941928018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=7222391077941928018&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/7222391077941928018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/7222391077941928018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2007/12/tis-season.html' title='Tis&apos; the Season.....'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R1pv0YfRYUI/AAAAAAAAALw/dU5H66eDua8/s72-c/misc+07+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-1291732609383030220</id><published>2007-11-19T01:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T13:43:17.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Scott!!</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was Scott's 27th Birthday, it was such an awesome weekend. We visited many family and friends....It was a three day event...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day or his birthday was the Saturday which was very exciting i gave him his birthday present (GPS, for his 4X4ing adventures) and he was so excited. Two hours later our dog decided that we had not played with him enough so he was gonna punish us so he grabbed the pretty awesome unit off the kitchen table and munched it to pieces....OUCH! What an awful thing to have happen. So needless to say the dog was literally in the dog house and we had to go back and by a new one. Tons of money later we carried on our birthday adventure. That afternoon we had some friends over that i have not seen since high school, that was pretty awesome in it's self. More of a present to me, but hey!&lt;br /&gt;That evening a nice surprise my Best friend showed up (Cordell) and we had a bunch more people over and it turned out to be a pretty rockin party. Needless to say it was pretty hard to get up the next morning! Sunday was even more awesome. My family had planned a pretty great get together with over 20 people there and Kathy(mom) made Scott's favorite meal (lasagna). So we had an amazing dinner and then came the cake. The cake was my sister's birthday present to Scott. It was amazing. It was perhaps the cutest thing ever! It was chocolate cake, with chocolate cream cheese icing with ORANGE writing, and all around it were Scott's favorite treat....marshmellows! Awww she loves him!&lt;br /&gt;We ended the evening watching one of the 3 spiderman movies he got for a present. It was an evening full of fun and love.&lt;br /&gt;Finally his actual Birthday swings around! We were so tired from the rest of the weekend we had a great lazy morning and then headed out to Vernon for a Birthday lunch with Dad and Sue. We had a really nice visit and wished Dad (Bert) a Happy Birthday since his was the next day. We were on the road to home and decided that we missed our dear sweet baby Sophia, Adam, and Danielle. We had a lovely visit in the dark.lol When we arrived the winds were so bad that it took out the power in Oyama. So we sat in romantic candle light. It was so nice to see them.&lt;br /&gt;So we got back on the dusty trail and headed for home, but once again we got side tracked and had an urge to visit or Grandparents (G&amp;amp;G Hobbs) and what a lovely visit it was. Had a cup of tea and caught up on the facts. I can honestly say it was a great weekend for both of us and Scott was a very happy boy. He thanks everyone for the Birthday wishes, and gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134669559099414674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R0ICwmUh2JI/AAAAAAAAAKY/rIKdWUzmMv8/s320/Scott%27s+Birthday+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My sister's masterpeice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134669567689349282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R0ICxGUh2KI/AAAAAAAAAKg/wBSDr4Sk5BI/s320/Scott%27s+Birthday+019.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/6679117461603144489-1291732609383030220?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/1291732609383030220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=1291732609383030220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/1291732609383030220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/1291732609383030220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-scott.html' title='Happy Birthday Scott!!'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R0ICwmUh2JI/AAAAAAAAAKY/rIKdWUzmMv8/s72-c/Scott%27s+Birthday+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-4907703625340358985</id><published>2007-11-06T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T14:41:49.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet...Naaaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something to share with you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As most of you know I am going to school, one of the classes I am taking is Biology. I took biology in high school and didn't do very well and never learned anything. Well the past two months I have learned so much. I am not sure if its because I am now focused, have a better teacher, or both. Science is amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well the reason for this blog is I thought I would share with you one of the topics we covered in class. We were covering Taxonomy, and we started discussing Metabolism. The interesting thing about metabolism is that like me the only thing people know about it is if there's is fast or slow. Usually thin people say they have a fast metabolism. Well interesting enough that is not always true. Metabolism is the word that describes the process of how the body runs. Its the process of how we have energy to eat, sleep, walk, breath, digest etc.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically, your body needs protein, carbohydrates and glucose on a regular basis to create ATP(Adenosine triphosphate). ATP is what our body burns to create energy to do everything. The more ATP and the faster it burns off the faster your body works to burn fatty acids (fat), but if you are not giving your body a regular amount of protein, carbohydrates, and glucose then you do not create ATP, which means your not burning anything, and that usually causes your body to become cold. Your body heat also comes from the burning of ATP the more it burns your body heat is regulated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So what I am telling you is that all those diets out there like ATKINS where you do not eat carbohydrates, is actually causing your body to not burn fatty acids, its not getting one of those things so it is not creating any ATP so you are lacking energy to burn. So Diets like Weight Watchers (which is not a diet it is a food management system) are waaaayyy better for you since it is a portion control. You need to eat all different things to get what your body needs. So always eat healthy, make sure that you have a balanced diet, but do not cut certain things out, Just Manage your portions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I would write this because I followed many diets in the past just like tons of people I know. It all makes sense when you hear it from a science point of view! This is not just information for people who want to loose weight...this is how you make sure your body runs properly and you feel healthy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weird how we get so sucked in by the newest diet or fad! Not me anymore.....I know the truth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129860587788397522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/RzDtBoJna9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/v6SAc6UwwT4/s320/food-guide-pyramid-1.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/6679117461603144489-4907703625340358985?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/4907703625340358985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=4907703625340358985&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/4907703625340358985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/4907703625340358985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2007/11/dietnaaaa.html' title='Diet...Naaaa!'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/RzDtBoJna9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/v6SAc6UwwT4/s72-c/food-guide-pyramid-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-5511578889318829555</id><published>2007-10-17T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T17:09:14.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles on our faces....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so excited! Scott started a new job at Friction Fit Insulation. It was not what he was looking for, but it got him away from a job he was very unhappy with. So needless to say it was a good move. He comes home everyday with a smile on his face!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! Everyday something new happens, he gets along great with his new co-workers and enjoys what he is doing. For those who don't now know what he does. He is doing spray insulation, he feeds insulation through a hopper and it goes through a hose and they spray it in attacks and what not. We all know Scott is good at many things and has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of knowledge so they have asked him to maintain the equipment and take over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mechanicing&lt;/span&gt;. How exciting! He loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is still going well, but I HATE HOMEWORK!!!! I have recently decided I would like to see if my dog really would eat it.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I would like to update everyone on how my Dad is...He is doing better he is walking without the crutches now, still causes him pain and swelling the plate and screws bother him a bit, but other then that he is on the way to recovery. He has recently picked up Cooking ( The family loves it.) and the house hold chores( Which my Sis loves even more!) trying to keep busy! Thank you all for caring so much and always remembering to check up on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently it was Thanksgiving and it was crazy busy as usual, but unlike last year this year we had 3 dinners ( It hurts just thinking about it). One at Bert &amp;amp; Sue's on Saturday with Corey, Ashley &amp;amp; Bethany which was a ton of fun. Bethany has learned to dance and it is so adorable so she had us all entertained! On Sunday we had dinner at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Allingham&lt;/span&gt; residence @ 3pm (Scott's Aunt and Uncle) With the whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Arbogast&lt;/span&gt; Family. It was so nice to see Mom Kimmie and John again, but it was not Bethany that had her GROOVE on this time it was Grandma Hobbs. She had me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;swinging&lt;/span&gt; around the kitchen. What a great feeling. Then we had to rush back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Oyama&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wirachowsky&lt;/span&gt; residence (my parents) @ 6pm for another dinner. Oh my never been so full ever! All in All we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tryed&lt;/span&gt; to see everyone that was here. It's a new experience being married and having to split everything. I love it though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend we are off to the smelly town of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Chilliwack&lt;/span&gt; for Jackie and Darwin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Gartner's&lt;/span&gt; 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Anniversary Party! They are Renewing there vows and also celebrating the fact that they both turned 50 this year. Congratulations to both of you. We are also going there to celebrate my Sister-in-law's birthday as well even though it is not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; next weekend. So Happy Early Birthday Ash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy Busy Busy!!!&lt;br /&gt;We will share some pictures when we get back from those two Celebrations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all. Take Care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122566519878124898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/RxcDG_ulBWI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XsEHAgIWstE/s320/Goodbye+Rayburn%27s!!+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Quitting Rayburn's Party...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122566528468059506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/RxcDHfulBXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nn4lncxOzAM/s320/Goodbye+Rayburn%27s!!+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Installing his Winch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;fair lead&lt;/span&gt; that Corey, Ashley and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bethany gave him for an early birthday gift.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122566592892568962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="241" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/RxcDLPulBYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/16LrKr0erII/s320/Winch+Fairlead+002.JPG" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/RxcIWPulBbI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ua_CZmV4rzM/s1600-h/Beth+and+Sophia.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/RxcIWPulBcI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vIZM2apPujw/s1600-h/G.Hobbs+and+Beth.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-5511578889318829555?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/5511578889318829555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=5511578889318829555&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/5511578889318829555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/5511578889318829555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2007/10/smiles-on-our-faces.html' title='Smiles on our faces....'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/RxcDG_ulBWI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XsEHAgIWstE/s72-c/Goodbye+Rayburn%27s!!+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-137916972840325265</id><published>2007-09-27T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T11:08:49.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saling, Sailing Over Lake Okanagan......</title><content type='html'>In the past month so much has happened. Lots of great news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month I found out that the treatment that I have been undergoing for the last six months came through and did it's job. For the first time in my whole 21 years of existence I am finally healthy...Being off the treatment for the last couple weeks I am now starting to feel like myself. I am still a little tired all the time but everyday gets better. OH and I finally am sleeping at night. My hair has stopped falling out and am starting to feel like a normal person again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top all that off i made a last minute decision the first week of September.... I started college. I am only upgrading right now but, I will follow that into nursing. To be back in school is a very hard thing to do, it is extremely overwhelming! I love it though, I have A's in my classes and wow is it ever different from high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both these things, plus getting married this year have made this year the best year of my life. I would like to thank all my Family, Friends, and Husband for supporting me in all of this. It has been hard but, great! You are all so wonderful! I love you Scott without you it would have been so much harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, The reason I started this post is because my husband bought a Sail Boat. It's not a huge one but it is amazing. He took me out sailing two weekends ago and it was fantastic. We only went out for 2 hours but it was so calm and relaxing we just weren't that lucky to get enough wind to continue but, Wow who knew that a new toy could make my husband this happy! He is so happy about it he printed off pictures and posted them at work, sent them to some family members by e-mail and told almost everyone he knows about it. When he came home with it he had to assemble it, That man had it set up in 2.2 and tryed to get me to go sailing even though it was pitch black outside. It makes me so happy to see him smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to try and get out a couple more times before winter, we will just have to bundle up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I wanted to send out a Pre-Happy Thanks Giving note to everyone. It's coming up fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114961356176640322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Rvv-QNLCSUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XcQ_F5xCpvo/s320/HPIM0878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114961364766574930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Rvv-QtLCSVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/n57uFKbhBK4/s320/HPIM0879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114961369061542242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Rvv-Q9LCSWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/y3WRFSasXuM/s320/HPIM0881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114960608852330802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Rvv9ktLCSTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/dOAmui1_5P4/s320/HPIM0882.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/6679117461603144489-137916972840325265?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/137916972840325265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=137916972840325265&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/137916972840325265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/137916972840325265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2007/09/saling-sailing-over-lake-okanagan.html' title='Saling, Sailing Over Lake Okanagan......'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/Rvv-QNLCSUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XcQ_F5xCpvo/s72-c/HPIM0878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-7106988327723848706</id><published>2007-08-15T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T15:48:57.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to exciting....</title><content type='html'>Hi again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how life just goes on, One and a half months ago we said our vows and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;committed&lt;/span&gt; to one another and now life is back to a regular pace. What i mean by that is the silly little things in life that keep you on your toes. Such as Vehicles breaking down, finding lost kitties, busy schedules and lots of travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to fill you in a l&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ittle&lt;/span&gt;, a couple weeks ago Scott came home from work with his head hung low and looking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a little&lt;/span&gt; depressed and said "Honey...I think my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alternator&lt;/span&gt; is toast!!" Well of course knowing how much his truck means to him i gently hugged him and said it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; baby we will fix it. So he comes home the next day with a kit to fix this toasted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alternator&lt;/span&gt;, but of course it does not work and all he gets out of the situation is a broken toe. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt; boys and there toys. So he comes in the house goes on his favorite 4x4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; website and orders the part he needs. Two weeks later he here's nothing from them so he calls. They want almost double for shipping then they do for the part! So once again my husband gets that depressed face and says "Honey my truck is broken and I miss it" So three weeks later he finds a suitable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alternator&lt;/span&gt; and gets it in without any injury. Now he is a HAPPY HAPPY boy!&lt;br /&gt;With no break sure enough Scott is on his way our to Vernon with my truck and all of a sudden it breaks down. Anyone that knows us knows how much we have put into this truck so its a surprise to us. Sure enough it is a big problem and frustrating situation because it would not have happened if the person who installed it had done it properly. Oh well so for the last week Scott has had to work on it everyday after work. I suppose it's a good thing we found out now, then before we drive all the way to Victoria in two weeks for my cousins wedding. Poor Scott has not had a break, work, work, work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right!!! As i said we are off to my cousins wedding! My Cousin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kyler&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Davalovsky&lt;/span&gt; is getting married to an amazing girl on August 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2007. That day is also my Parents 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; wedding anniversary!! So It's a big day. Congrats to all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So besides Vehicle difficulty we have done some camping and will be doing just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;a little&lt;/span&gt; bit more camping on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt; long weekend. As well as attending the Armstrong Fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have a new member of our little family for the time being. We found this baby kitty in the alley behind my parents house, It is only 5 months old and when we found him he was very dirty and looked hungry and dehydrated. So we took him home to clean him up and feed him. We are trying to locate a family by posters, but he has become a Human Society Kitty and we are his foster parents for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;a little&lt;/span&gt; while until he is either claimed or adopted out. They pay all the vet bills and what not. He is so cute, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;a little&lt;/span&gt; orange tabby! We are calling him "Peaches" for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other then that our life is pretty normal. It feels like we are on the go all the time, but that is good. It means we are never bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we hope all is well with everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-7106988327723848706?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/7106988327723848706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=7106988327723848706&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/7106988327723848706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/7106988327723848706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2007/08/nothing-to-exciting.html' title='Nothing to exciting....'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679117461603144489.post-3757455589882000501</id><published>2007-08-09T20:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T01:39:24.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of free time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know I have lots of time on my hands, so i thought i would try out the Blog World. My Sister-in-law has a Blog that updates her friends and family on how they are, whats new and lets us see some updated photo's. Being far away it's really neat for us to have a little insight on there lives. So I thought since Scott and I are newly weds and we are starting a new life and having many wonderful adventures together that we would do the same for our friends and family near and far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as you know Scott and I are now married. He he I can't even believe it. One of the most unbelievable things is the fact that it takes 12 long months, lots of stress and many friends and family member's to help to plan a wedding. Then one day it sneaks up and that one amazing day is now over. It feels like a dream to both of us, a wonderful dream at that. I never thought my wedding day would be so perfect. I want to thank all of you for your help, and support in making our day come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day so packed full of fun only allows you to remember certain things that stick out. Like for example at the Ceremony it felt like 5 minutes and all i remember is none stop giggles and Scott trying to sneak a kiss way to soon. What an overwhelming event! Now at the reception i remember much more. I finally got a chance to see who was around spending our perfect day with us. Beautiful decorations, special singers, amazing speeches and tons of dancing. It was the party of the year!!! However now that i look back all that fun feels jam packed into 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it all sounds so perfect doesn't it? Well now, when someone asks us how our wedding day went we tend to forget and say it was good, but my Dad broke his leg!! What am i talking about you ask?!?! After Scott and I were delivered to our Hotel that night some of our lovely family started cleaning up. My Dad being one of the people that made our day unforgettable, decided to help finish up and did well until the last set of light hanging from the ceiling. So he got up the ladder and attempted to get the last one down and BANG, Boom, Crash went the ladder while my Dad was still hovering in the air at a pause...down he went on top of the ladder and busted his leg really bad. Being the Hero my Dad is he did not want my sister to walk in the room and see his leg dangling to the side and the bone sticking out of the skin so he reached over and put it back in place. You ask him that was the worlds worst idea. As he screamed all the way to the hospital they soon aligned it and got him out of pain.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing how great the people in our lives are no one wanted to wreck our night so they decided not to call and tell us. So around comes morning and Scott and I realize that we have no ride to the gift opening and my parents house. All of a sudden my cell rings and it's my Step-Mom, she is asking when we need a ride. So we pack up and head down stairs, get in the truck and she starts saying " Remember how at every event you have Chelsea, Your Dad is hurt?" like at Grad he broke his leg etc. Well then she blurts out what happened. OMG i started crying, 'It's all my fault!" So we rush over before the gift opening and see Dad in the hospital. He was so drugged up he could not feel a thing. They soon rushed him into surgery and inserted a 6 inch plate and 7 screws. He received 27 staples and a soft cast. He is now healing well and is making his way to walking again, but time heals and he is going crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story is my Dad likes to take my thunder away..He he just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;(We will just have to book a hospital bed for him when i have a baby just in case.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an Amazing Day June 30th 2007 was!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679117461603144489-3757455589882000501?l=scottnchels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/feeds/3757455589882000501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679117461603144489&amp;postID=3757455589882000501&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3757455589882000501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679117461603144489/posts/default/3757455589882000501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottnchels.blogspot.com/2007/08/lots-of-free-time.html' title='Lots of free time...'/><author><name>Chelsea Stone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813243122206674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0XWRBbIyRL0/R-shngi4wAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1TT5tNtAZGo/S220/DSC_0209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
