<?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-1850917792880345698</id><updated>2011-10-04T14:54:44.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Smith Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-3995194350801030417</id><published>2011-10-04T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T14:54:44.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Pp2YJVCr2M/Tot-td4qcaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/607ZbGzrFaw/s1600/IMG_1504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Pp2YJVCr2M/Tot-td4qcaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/607ZbGzrFaw/s320/IMG_1504.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659756676302664098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up to my sister in laws cabin for conference weekend and had so much fun!! I was so excited to be twins with my dog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-idrqdIOm-dQ/Tot_eTjcz-I/AAAAAAAAAWE/ZuEZfdxwZCI/s1600/IMG_1517.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/-idrqdIOm-dQ/Tot_eTjcz-I/AAAAAAAAAWE/ZuEZfdxwZCI/s320/IMG_1517.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659757515342925794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QK8PFvIPsx0/Tot_eAclPOI/AAAAAAAAAV8/NvN_zLkOywg/s1600/IMG_1496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QK8PFvIPsx0/Tot_eAclPOI/AAAAAAAAAV8/NvN_zLkOywg/s320/IMG_1496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659757510213844194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Love him more than anything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HzEiRz6u0_A/Tot_8moB-YI/AAAAAAAAAWM/PzprPNRtiWM/s1600/IMG_1516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HzEiRz6u0_A/Tot_8moB-YI/AAAAAAAAAWM/PzprPNRtiWM/s320/IMG_1516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659758035858487682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;The boys before priesthood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-3995194350801030417?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3995194350801030417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2011/10/twins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/3995194350801030417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/3995194350801030417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2011/10/twins.html' title='Twins'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Pp2YJVCr2M/Tot-td4qcaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/607ZbGzrFaw/s72-c/IMG_1504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-4897354990581980467</id><published>2011-08-18T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T16:43:00.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years</title><content type='html'>On August 13th Cj and I celebrated our two year anniversary.. I sure love that boy!  I really can't believe that it's been two years already.  We had thrown a bunch of different ideas around of what to do to celebrate this milestone in our lives (ha) from Santa Monica to San Francisco to Vegas and couldn't decide on anything! So seriously the night before we were supposed to leave we decided to just do a stay-cation.  I had taken off like a month of work for this DAY so anything we did was going to be great!  Cj loves to tease me about work.  I firmly believe that you need a vacation from a vacation.  Soo.. anytime we go out of town, know that most likely the day after we get back... I have off.  Its great.  Anyway back to my post.. We went to the JW Marriott in Phoenix, or maybe it's Desert Ridge, if that's a city.  This is the same hotel that we stayed at on our wedding day.  It was so fun remembering how it felt driving to the hotel in my wedding dress and having to unzip it because it was so dang tight. How if felt driving up to the hotel and asking the bellmen where our room was (no we didn't want to valet... we're POOR!) Walking to our room in our tux and dress... I think I was barefoot?  Walking into our room and seeing rose petals on the ground and candles everywhere thanks to Brad, Joey, and Trent.. how cute are they?!  Ordering room service because we had a 50 dollar credit and didn't get any food at our reception... I'll stop there haha... For this anniversary we drove out to the anthem outlets and took ourselves shopping, then checked in the the JW.  We went and saw a movie and headed back to the hotel and ordered room service. We are such old people!!  On our actual anniversary we hung out at the resort and just lounged around the pool, and floated the lazy river all afternoon.  It was BLISS.  After our day at the pool we got ready and drove out to carefree and looked at the amazing houses out there.. They were HUGE and built into mountain sides.  It's weird out there though, i felt like i was in the 3:10 to yuma or True Grit days. I was getting heat exhaustion just driving in the car.  For dinner we went to Modern Steak at Scottsdale mall.  LOVE that place!!  And then shopped some more and headed back to the hotel and ordered some more room service.  We had 100 dollars to blow at the hotel, so I think we had two meals every time we ate.  If you had been wondering how Cj and I both got a little chunkier, well... now you know! The next day we checked out and headed home.  Cj and I both decided that we wont be doing another stay-cation.  It didn't even feel like a vacation.  I think half the vacation is the anticipation of getting there.  And getting out of the August Arizona heat is always a plus.  We had so much fun though, and can't wait for many more anniversaries to come.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85nvNOWb8I4/Tk2efSSxQQI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Tgw-Q8dUUtA/s1600/IMG_1453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85nvNOWb8I4/Tk2efSSxQQI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Tgw-Q8dUUtA/s320/IMG_1453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642340168488796418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Just thought I would throw this cute picture of my dog in haha!! He's so darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w0hENk0Y2P8/Tk2efBusxiI/AAAAAAAAAUM/c1Fnzmyp6MQ/s1600/IMG_1447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w0hENk0Y2P8/Tk2efBusxiI/AAAAAAAAAUM/c1Fnzmyp6MQ/s320/IMG_1447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642340164042540578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r5lGGXcMVqE/Tk2fTz1KBlI/AAAAAAAAAUc/iWLMbUa91o8/s1600/IMG_1460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r5lGGXcMVqE/Tk2fTz1KBlI/AAAAAAAAAUc/iWLMbUa91o8/s320/IMG_1460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642341070844593746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            The beautiful JW Marriott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ikR360SZoig/Tk2gVuaCH7I/AAAAAAAAAUs/wQI0SmEJXY0/s1600/IMG_1457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ikR360SZoig/Tk2gVuaCH7I/AAAAAAAAAUs/wQI0SmEJXY0/s320/IMG_1457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642342203260018610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        My cutest Husband!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ej9YY7cSVtg/Tk2gzY7pd4I/AAAAAAAAAU0/v4tfF_zkuGM/s1600/IMG_1465.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/-ej9YY7cSVtg/Tk2gzY7pd4I/AAAAAAAAAU0/v4tfF_zkuGM/s320/IMG_1465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642342712891504514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     No big deal, We'd just woken up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BkrDI95H6ys/Tk2hguH6SHI/AAAAAAAAAVM/J0QZd4H9BYA/s1600/IMG_1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BkrDI95H6ys/Tk2hguH6SHI/AAAAAAAAAVM/J0QZd4H9BYA/s320/IMG_1471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642343491674196082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plPlAFBfQ-A/Tk2hgdcNstI/AAAAAAAAAVE/GIhMKPy3MAI/s1600/IMG_1469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plPlAFBfQ-A/Tk2hgdcNstI/AAAAAAAAAVE/GIhMKPy3MAI/s320/IMG_1469.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642343487195951826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r256MPmLyXM/Tk2hgMXh57I/AAAAAAAAAU8/rMJiaNec3d8/s1600/IMG_1468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r256MPmLyXM/Tk2hgMXh57I/AAAAAAAAAU8/rMJiaNec3d8/s320/IMG_1468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642343482612901810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PUwZEzkgfro/Tk2h5MlNAjI/AAAAAAAAAVU/g7bxJNslDd4/s1600/IMG_1473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PUwZEzkgfro/Tk2h5MlNAjI/AAAAAAAAAVU/g7bxJNslDd4/s320/IMG_1473.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642343912166982194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Cj thought this was so funny.. Little does he know, it's going to be me in a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GTh1f9n3g20/Tk2iXU1kCgI/AAAAAAAAAVc/I4rIGZA_EBQ/s1600/IMG_1474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GTh1f9n3g20/Tk2iXU1kCgI/AAAAAAAAAVc/I4rIGZA_EBQ/s320/IMG_1474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642344429779159554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMZZedfJz08/Tk2i_xf0XKI/AAAAAAAAAVk/avoeBjKALxo/s1600/IMG_1478.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/-EMZZedfJz08/Tk2i_xf0XKI/AAAAAAAAAVk/avoeBjKALxo/s320/IMG_1478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642345124667350178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-4897354990581980467?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4897354990581980467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2011/08/two-years.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/4897354990581980467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/4897354990581980467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2011/08/two-years.html' title='Two Years'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85nvNOWb8I4/Tk2efSSxQQI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Tgw-Q8dUUtA/s72-c/IMG_1453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-1152989830649758650</id><published>2011-06-19T14:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T15:24:03.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>Is it horrible of me to say that I think Father's Day is overrated?!  I think its because I know that Cj will try as hard as he can to make it all about him.. we don't even have a child.  Unless you count our dog Scout, which he does think he's human.  Don't get me wrong, weeks before Mother's Day arrived I was announcing to anyone that would listen how excited I was, and I had a list a mile long of gifts I needed. NEEDED not wanted.  Cj did wake me up to breakfast in bed, so I was a happy little girl way back when!  Back to Fathers Day.. This year we were in San Diego last week which happened to be the week before Fathers Day with my family.  Once Cj and I got home I ran around town getting my Dad a gift and after it was purchased, and wrapped I put Father's Day out of my mind. Horrible I know.  I woke up this morning to Cj making himself breakfast.  I went out to the front room in hopes that he would offer to make me some eggs and toast too, he ALWAYS does.. today he didn't.  How rude.  It wasn't a terrible loss though because i had stocked up on Lucky Charms and Reese's Puffs.  Lucky Charms won.  As I was sitting on the couch thinking about how rude my husband was for not even offering to make me breakfast it dawned on me that today was FATHER'S DAY!  ( My husband is sooo lucky to have me.  Let me remind everyone, We do NOT have a child.)  I did feel bad that I didn't even make him breakfast.  Now all day he is reminding me that it is HIS day, and that I didn't even make him breakfast in bed, and now we have to do everything HE wants.  He is currently yelling at me from the kitchen to come make him some pizza for lunch. He's a doll.  In all seriousness, I am so lucky to have Cj.  He is the best husband a girl could ask for.  He is always making me breakfast in bed for no reason at all and usually I am ticked because he's woken me up!  (again, he's LUCKY to have me, right?!) He's the hardest worker I know. He's gone from early in the morning to the evening, and usually receives a couple texts a day saying "Im sick of you working come home NOW!" He is always keeping me laughing and is so fun to be around.  He thinks I'm annoying because I text him 24/7, but really i just want to be with him. He should be happy his wife wants him home. He really is the greatest and I really am the luckiest girl in the world!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't feel right to not give my Dad a little shout out too.. even though i know he will never read it.  My Dad is the most amazing Man i know.  Growing up I always wanted to marry someone just like my Dad and I think I did pretty good.  CJ reminds me so much of my Dad.  My Dad is such a hard worker, and has always provided his family with everything we need.  I always call him a tight wad because he's the hugest saver, but I really look up to him and how thrifty he is with everything.  My Mom has always told me that I am most like my Dad out of all the kids in our family.  I would be lucky if I turn out a fraction of how amazing I think he is. I have been so blessed with the Men in my life, and I would feel so ungrateful if I didn't let them know.  Happy Father's Day everyone!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fwuJUdXJPfU/Tf5ug7O3OvI/AAAAAAAAAS8/aDDbm_caFC0/s1600/IMG_1443_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fwuJUdXJPfU/Tf5ug7O3OvI/AAAAAAAAAS8/aDDbm_caFC0/s320/IMG_1443_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620050896939858674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           The sweet Teddy Bear and myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FVyI-wz9QqQ/Tf51lxkxjzI/AAAAAAAAATk/naycGWFVPKw/s1600/IMG_1180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FVyI-wz9QqQ/Tf51lxkxjzI/AAAAAAAAATk/naycGWFVPKw/s320/IMG_1180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620058676828147506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wp1B6XK9J_s/Tf5xp09vjJI/AAAAAAAAATE/MLrrBRNGfs8/s1600/wedding%2B479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wp1B6XK9J_s/Tf5xp09vjJI/AAAAAAAAATE/MLrrBRNGfs8/s320/wedding%2B479.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620054348411145362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          Don't mind the large bow in my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tpsFFF_Y1d0/Tf5yL2RwnVI/AAAAAAAAATM/mXTUvf8E3Xk/s1600/DSC01024_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tpsFFF_Y1d0/Tf5yL2RwnVI/AAAAAAAAATM/mXTUvf8E3Xk/s320/DSC01024_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620054932879088978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        Sure LOVE him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ad2sAe9vkmU/Tf5zwmRX2CI/AAAAAAAAATc/IvZPg0cJWXQ/s1600/IMG_1398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ad2sAe9vkmU/Tf5zwmRX2CI/AAAAAAAAATc/IvZPg0cJWXQ/s320/IMG_1398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620056663749285922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6Y2oBdWvpY/Tf52oM7ZP5I/AAAAAAAAAT8/0sBeH3yW_co/s1600/IMG_1419_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6Y2oBdWvpY/Tf52oM7ZP5I/AAAAAAAAAT8/0sBeH3yW_co/s320/IMG_1419_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620059818042146706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                             Sweetest husband everrr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-1152989830649758650?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1152989830649758650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2011/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/1152989830649758650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/1152989830649758650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2011/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fwuJUdXJPfU/Tf5ug7O3OvI/AAAAAAAAAS8/aDDbm_caFC0/s72-c/IMG_1443_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-8570420387426756061</id><published>2010-11-15T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T17:16:53.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Submarine!</title><content type='html'>Well,  I feel like we've established that i am a weird dog lover.  We were over at Jamie and David's house this last friday and i said i had to go home because my dog was lonely (it was LATE people!) and Jamie told me to Shut Up because i was ridiculous about my dog.  She's right. Whatever.  This is my dog:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TOHYDqT6HVI/AAAAAAAAASg/GXonINRjN-w/s1600/IMG_1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TOHYDqT6HVI/AAAAAAAAASg/GXonINRjN-w/s320/IMG_1234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539946574051417426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TOHYDSNHlWI/AAAAAAAAASY/SwVqVxdp7E0/s1600/IMG_1237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TOHYDSNHlWI/AAAAAAAAASY/SwVqVxdp7E0/s320/IMG_1237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539946567580489058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     He's a YELLOW SUBMARINE haha! Yep.  We dressed him up for Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, In our defense, Kensley and Jim came over and surprised us with costumes for our dogs!! I was SO excited!  I had asked Cj if we could buy Scout a costume and he said "NO!!!" but luckily enough, Kensley knew we needed costumes for our dogs.  I couldn't get any pictures of them not attacking each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TOHZGuUS0eI/AAAAAAAAASo/ylHvKlTKKoY/s1600/IMG_1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TOHZGuUS0eI/AAAAAAAAASo/ylHvKlTKKoY/s320/IMG_1254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539947726178013666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             We've got Chief the bumble bee and Scout the submarine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so funny because once we got the costumes on, Chief was going CRAZY.  He was trying to kill scout.  Like literally.  He must have thought Scout was really a submarine or SOMETHING, because he would put his mouth around Scouts throat and try and shake him.. the moment we took the costumes off they were best friends again!   Best night ever!! So that brings me to this last Sunday.. Cj's Moms friend Cherrie is getting rid of their family dog.. WELL this dog Rex, is the dog Cj and i fell in love with in July and we WANTED him.  He's so so cute!! Cj said we should wait to get a dog because "Sullivans ALWAYS get rid of their dogs!!" well we didnt wait, and now they want us to take him!! I dont think i want another dog, (secretly its because im afraid i am going to favor Scout over Rex.)  What if i give Scout more food than Rex because I raised Scout?! Or what if i only want to play with Scout because he's MY dog?!  These questions are literally going through my head.  And then the worst thought of all.  What if this is how it is with my KIDS?! What if i I have favorite kids!! I feed a child more because i like them better?!  Ugh.  Luckily we're not having kids for a long time. And Im staying strong this round, we're not getting another dog.  Somebody better tell Cj.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-8570420387426756061?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8570420387426756061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/11/yellow-submarine.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/8570420387426756061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/8570420387426756061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/11/yellow-submarine.html' title='Yellow Submarine!'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TOHYDqT6HVI/AAAAAAAAASg/GXonINRjN-w/s72-c/IMG_1234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-7245336644747664950</id><published>2010-09-20T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T17:55:08.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We ARe THosE PeOPle</title><content type='html'>About a month ago we were going to go camping with a couple of our married friends, but I decided to do my research and found out it was going to be raining up in Payson hardcore.  I opted not to go.  Cj wouldn't stop talking about camping though, so a couple of weeks ago we went camping with our good friends Jim and Kensley.  It was so much fun!  We decided to take our puppies and they seriously entertained the entire time.  We got to Payson and had to stop at Wal Mart so the boys went inside and we went and took the dogs to this little grassy hill.. Well as we were playing with the dogs i had a flash back that THIS was NOT my life.  I hate dogs.  I've always hated dogs.  Probably because growing up we had the WORST dogs!! Now i find myself frolicking in the fields WITH my dog?  Weird.  Anyways as Kensley and I were talking the grossest shaggin waggin rolled by and these freaks just stared at us.  So Kensley yells " YES!  We are those weird dog people!  But YOU'RE weirder!!"  It was by far the funniest thing i've ever heard.  Anyways we get to our camp spot (Cj makes sure we wont see a single soul the entire time) and we wind up in a herd of cows..  The entire time Scout and Chief wouldnt stop eating the cow patties.  It was gross.  Scout wanted to keep chasing them, since i guess thats what he was supposed to be?  A herding dog.. but we wouldnt let him.  He's scared of his own shadow. It was seriously so fun to go up there and spend time with friends!  The next morning we woke up super early and I was ready to go home because i had so much laundry to do and i wanted to take a nap in my BED.. Wellll Cj wanted to take a nap up there and i was not having it.  So i told him I would let the air out of the air mattress.  He told me he would punch me if i touched it. I let the air out and now i have three perfect knuckle mark bruises on my arm.  He's so sweet.  So scout and I decided to take a hike and we saw a HUGE herd of Elk like 30 feet in front of us.. it was crazy.  I just stood there because believe me, I've seen episodes of deadly encounters and seen bull elk ram people.  It was still cool to see!! We had so much fun up there and it was so great to get away from this HEAT and spend time with friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TJf9Be1YeAI/AAAAAAAAARY/s4ulW3VWOHQ/s1600/IMG_1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TJf9Be1YeAI/AAAAAAAAARY/s4ulW3VWOHQ/s320/IMG_1132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519158070264494082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       Scout and Chief eating cow poop! Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TJf9nzQID9I/AAAAAAAAARo/tTbDEWNaenc/s1600/IMG_1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TJf9nzQID9I/AAAAAAAAARo/tTbDEWNaenc/s320/IMG_1143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519158728580403154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Our Cute friends Jim and Kensley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TJf9nTjWcLI/AAAAAAAAARg/CbVrxXNNgwA/s1600/IMG_1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TJf9nTjWcLI/AAAAAAAAARg/CbVrxXNNgwA/s320/IMG_1142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519158720071102642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                        My Babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TJf-YjmQglI/AAAAAAAAARw/Ad0SDE19s1c/s1600/IMG_1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TJf-YjmQglI/AAAAAAAAARw/Ad0SDE19s1c/s320/IMG_1145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519159566191854162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TJgCOm7vKRI/AAAAAAAAASQ/7bEgue4k3e8/s1600/IMG_1150.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/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TJgCOm7vKRI/AAAAAAAAASQ/7bEgue4k3e8/s320/IMG_1150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519163793335068946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           Is he not the cutest?!  Usually he doesnt cuddle!  I think he got all his bites out on chief!&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. So this is the best story ever.  Saturday morning Cj wakes up and we're sitting in the kitchen and he goes, I had a dream last night I put gum behind my ear..  And THEN he touches behind his ear and lo and behold he has GUM stuck to his hair alllll over!  I seriously thought only kids do this?  Well, let me tell you i whipped out the peanut butter and we saved his cute little hair!! who DOES that?!  I spy with my little eye... Cj's GUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TJgADDTD8mI/AAAAAAAAASI/g62C8uTXUVA/s1600/IMG_1151.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/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TJgADDTD8mI/AAAAAAAAASI/g62C8uTXUVA/s320/IMG_1151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519161395767407202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-7245336644747664950?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7245336644747664950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-are-those-people.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/7245336644747664950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/7245336644747664950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-are-those-people.html' title='We ARe THosE PeOPle'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TJf9Be1YeAI/AAAAAAAAARY/s4ulW3VWOHQ/s72-c/IMG_1132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-2647004681884931149</id><published>2010-08-17T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T19:46:55.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One+Vegas</title><content type='html'>Cj and I celebrated our One year Anniversary last Friday.. I know, I know, many family members didn't think we would make it! :) We thought long and hard about where we wanted to celebrate it.. and after thinking for days we decided Vegas Babbby! And then 20 minutes after we got there we decided we hated everything about Las Vegas!  It is seriously the dirtiest place ever.. I just felt gross the entire time!  Oh well, you live and you learn.. and we still had fun!  We got there Friday around 2 and checked into our hotel, which Cj hooked it up and we were right on the strip at the Marriott's Grand Chateau.  It was so nice!! (Cj first told me we were staying at the Howard Johnson and I was still excited.. haha im easy to please! Those of you who know me, KNOW thats a joke!) Anyways i hadn't been to vegas since i was in 2nd grade and i didnt know i was going to be walking around miles after miles so i only brought heels.  After walking 20 ft i was complaining of aching feet.  So we kept walking and made our way to Urban Outfiters and met.. Carrott Top!! Cool huh?  Yeah he's ugly.  And i didnt get flats because they're all ugly.  The strip is absolutely amazing. The attention to detail these hotels have.  I was in awe..  still, i would have been fine sitting in my hotel looking at the strip.  it was HOT.  We went to the shark aquarium and it was SOOO cool.  I think since i've been in 1st grade i've been obsessed with Sharks.  Cj thinks im a Nut, but ask me a fact about them, and ill know it!  We gambled, because we had too and Cj lost 15 bucks in about 2 minutes.  He's really good!  We watched 48 hours mystery shows all night and i was scared to be in my own hotel room. We rode New York New York and ate all kinds of food!! The best part was though... Na na na.. Cj takes me to this GHETTO mexican store like the Rancho Grande Market and i had to go to the bathroom, so i walk in there and it was taking forever.  So i was tapping my foot waiting for someone to come out.  And then all of a sudden this OLD lady walked out, WITH. HER. PANTS. DOWN.  I was so shocked I had to look TWICE to make sure i was seeing correctly.  I was REALLY seeing what i thought i was Seeing.  Thats my life!  Vegas was seriously so so much fun just to get away and be with my husband!! Babe i love you so much, and sorry im such a "pill" sometimes!! Thanks for everything you do for me!!  P.S. PICTURE OVERLOAD BELOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGs_uiG9QXI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/HBSqCctfO8M/s1600/IMG_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGs_uiG9QXI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/HBSqCctfO8M/s320/IMG_1026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506565038053081458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Us and our FAVORITE treats!!&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtAteudZII/AAAAAAAAAPg/bqzeegP42G8/s1600/IMG_1028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtAteudZII/AAAAAAAAAPg/bqzeegP42G8/s320/IMG_1028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506566119476782210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Marriott Grand Chateau&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtBxTrgJyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/1_0F4BHOVKc/s1600/IMG_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtBxTrgJyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/1_0F4BHOVKc/s320/IMG_1030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506567284742694690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Cutest Hub!!&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtC6M3JN_I/AAAAAAAAAP4/sc_fsIk3vrU/s1600/IMG_1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtC6M3JN_I/AAAAAAAAAP4/sc_fsIk3vrU/s320/IMG_1048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506568537042925554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   He asked if he could do an annoyed picture haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtC5pWWzQI/AAAAAAAAAPw/mnW4ViKSJ6M/s1600/IMG_1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtC5pWWzQI/AAAAAAAAAPw/mnW4ViKSJ6M/s320/IMG_1059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506568527510162690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Creeper!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtEQ8oAZgI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pbM7SuFNLag/s1600/IMG_1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtEQ8oAZgI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pbM7SuFNLag/s320/IMG_1068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506570027333084674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           Shark!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtEQuwFQOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Y4-bcEQJSj0/s1600/IMG_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtEQuwFQOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Y4-bcEQJSj0/s320/IMG_1090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506570023608860898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The babe and a sting ray..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtFYdmts9I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/sm5yAN9acJY/s1600/IMG_1096.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/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtFYdmts9I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/sm5yAN9acJY/s320/IMG_1096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506571255956747218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtGq18OKwI/AAAAAAAAAQo/PZTg_AEWIrA/s1600/IMG_1109.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/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtGq18OKwI/AAAAAAAAAQo/PZTg_AEWIrA/s320/IMG_1109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506572671238679298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtGqJuA11I/AAAAAAAAAQg/gmPpRVAhQIw/s1600/IMG_1120.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/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtGqJuA11I/AAAAAAAAAQg/gmPpRVAhQIw/s320/IMG_1120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506572659367925586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Vegas Babbaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtHwXHBvhI/AAAAAAAAAQw/GETE93k1yRE/s1600/IMG_1122.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/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtHwXHBvhI/AAAAAAAAAQw/GETE93k1yRE/s320/IMG_1122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506573865553346066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Yes, He's really wearing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtJOUmhAvI/AAAAAAAAARI/fbBtpcoDauo/s1600/IMG_1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtJOUmhAvI/AAAAAAAAARI/fbBtpcoDauo/s320/IMG_1126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506575479787815666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Hub &amp; Wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtJNsRfbHI/AAAAAAAAARA/H4tpB3G4N3k/s1600/IMG_1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGtJNsRfbHI/AAAAAAAAARA/H4tpB3G4N3k/s320/IMG_1127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506575468962212978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  He lost the all 15 dollars he gambled&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-2647004681884931149?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2647004681884931149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/08/onevegas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/2647004681884931149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/2647004681884931149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/08/onevegas.html' title='One+Vegas'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TGs_uiG9QXI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/HBSqCctfO8M/s72-c/IMG_1026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-6341279780764984638</id><published>2010-08-01T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T15:27:06.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCoUt</title><content type='html'>So.. Cj forced me to go to his office with him so he could finished his homework, me having nothing to do decided i could fill you all in on our new dog Scout!  He is seriously the cutest dog in the world.  And i usually HATE dogs.  Like once i hit one on the freeway and just kept driving. ( but really what could i have done, i was going 70 mph and i couldn't just slam on my breaks!)  I used to despise these animals, but ever since Cj made me come with him to look at the puppies i fell in love!  Cj thinks he's a cowboy so he wanted an australian cattle dog or blue heeler, and since we knew exactly where to get them CHEAP he couldn't stop talking about them, and looking up facts about dogs until he got one.  I am so happy about it!  The first night we got him he was seriously depressed.  Like i felt so bad taking him from his home and his parents and all his brothers and sisters, but he's ok now.  We brought him home and all he likes to do is eat and sleep and bite my red toes!  He is so playful and LOVEES to bite hair and rings.  So anyway, i thought i would post a picture of me feeling like a mother, with the new dog!  We seriously take him to our parents house if we are going to be gone at work or anything.  RIDICULOUS.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TFX0WfeitoI/AAAAAAAAAOg/9w76VDLnGRw/s1600/IMG_1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TFX0WfeitoI/AAAAAAAAAOg/9w76VDLnGRw/s320/IMG_1023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500571187146831490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Seriously all he does is SLEEP.  He must take after me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TFX0VytaWuI/AAAAAAAAAOY/U6oN9dvHAKw/s1600/IMG_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TFX0VytaWuI/AAAAAAAAAOY/U6oN9dvHAKw/s320/IMG_1022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500571175129602786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Dont mind the purple carpet, remember we're at cj's office!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-6341279780764984638?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6341279780764984638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/08/scout.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/6341279780764984638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/6341279780764984638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/08/scout.html' title='SCoUt'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TFX0WfeitoI/AAAAAAAAAOg/9w76VDLnGRw/s72-c/IMG_1023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-7194726634285152966</id><published>2010-07-26T18:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T18:37:30.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TwENty TwO</title><content type='html'>My Family likes to tell me that i am a little dramatic about my birthday.. The day after Christmas I am looking forward to my birthday, and vice versa.  So you KNOW i am reminding everyone that "my birthday is this month, hope you have a good present." Until the hallowed day gets closer and closer and my reminders are given more and more frequently.  Its great, you really get more gifts. Try it.  My Dad thinks I am so annoying, but only because i get this ANNOYING habit from HIM.  Anyways i turned 22 on the 23rd of July.  I feel so old.  And i have realized that birthdays are depressing.  Its like your opportunity to be depressed because you are getting old.  (or so i think).  And its even more depressing because i WORKED on my birthday for the first time.  Yes, i am ridiculous, but this was a big deal for me. Cj told me it was good for me haha!  I contemplated calling in sick.  But i went.  And i didnt mind it.  This birthday actually turned out the BEST ever.  I didnt have time to even think about never being 21 again (again, probably because i was at work).  I get up at 5:50 for work, and the night before I told my Dad that I get up at 5:00 just so i could try and beat him with the "who gets up earlier game"  He always wins.  Well Cj hearing me say that sets his alarm for 5:00.. It starts going off.  I am getting really annoyed thinking "WHY IS YOUR ALARM GOING OFF?!" then it gets the best of me and i have to yell "WHY IS YOUR ALARM GOING OFF?!"  And he sweetly says, because i want to wake up with you on your birthday!  I then had to tell him i dont wake up for another hour basically.  Yes, he is that sweet.  And i am that rude.  So my husband disappears, which is probably a good thing because my morning is timed to the point that if one thing goes wrong, i WILL be late for work. I am willing to take the risk though, and get those extra minutes of sleep.  Cj comes back with Krispy Kreme Donuts.. my favorite.  Saying the "breakfast hub brought the birthday girls donuts."  i was ecstatic. I love krispy kreme!! I then worked for the first time on my birthday. Gag.  I did manage to get myself off early though haha.  Cj and I then went to Sweet Cake which is to die for.. opened some gifts at my parents house (i wont tell you about the fit i threw)  and his mom's house (loved it!).. and then we went to dinner at La Grande Orange (THANK you Kensley and Jim for showing us that place!) Its the BEST chicken wings and pizza ever.  the best.  Cj then offered to do whatever i wanted, but i love to sleep and relax so i just wanted to get some dessert and go hommme!  It was the best birthday EVERRR!  Probably because it was the first one where cj and i were actually married. had plenty of birthdays with him before then, but being married is even better!! Sure love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TE44OSRGnKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/2UEwyTOD-zo/s1600/IMG_0953.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/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TE44OSRGnKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/2UEwyTOD-zo/s320/IMG_0953.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498394013138853026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-7194726634285152966?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7194726634285152966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/07/twenty-two.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/7194726634285152966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/7194726634285152966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/07/twenty-two.html' title='TwENty TwO'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TE44OSRGnKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/2UEwyTOD-zo/s72-c/IMG_0953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-7692805758988910264</id><published>2010-06-08T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T17:25:07.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Husband</title><content type='html'>This is my cute husband.   Please note the phone in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TA7eQI7sOpI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Dt-h-bqxOrI/s1600/IMG_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TA7eQI7sOpI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Dt-h-bqxOrI/s320/IMG_0893.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480562165413591698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let me tell you a story.  We slept in till almost ELEVEN, only because it was Sunday.  We then went to church where I constantly reminded him to put his phone away, and when i wasnt looking he would try and sneak it out.  When he wasn't on his PHONE he was about to fall asleep.  So after church we went to his Mothers house where we had the best meal EVER..  Dawn is an amazing cook. Ribs, twiced baked potatoes, salad, jello, rolls cheesecake.. Mmm im hungry just thinking about it.  Then we went to my parents house and had brownies and ice cream.  Basically what I am trying to say is we slept all day and ate all day (and sat at church) nothing too strenuous.  So we get home from our parents house and he immediately pulls out his phone and jumps on the bed.  Two minutes later THIS is what I see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TA7ePoBdiMI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_wPpPKsJmX4/s1600/IMG_0892.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/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TA7ePoBdiMI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_wPpPKsJmX4/s320/IMG_0892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480562156579424450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TA7eOwrDHbI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5Uo-08Xa5yM/s1600/IMG_0891.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/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TA7eOwrDHbI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5Uo-08Xa5yM/s320/IMG_0891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480562141721468338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           Do you think he's a LITTLE addicted to his phone?  He is too cute!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-7692805758988910264?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7692805758988910264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/06/husband.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/7692805758988910264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/7692805758988910264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/06/husband.html' title='The Husband'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/TA7eQI7sOpI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Dt-h-bqxOrI/s72-c/IMG_0893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-3484713649614762733</id><published>2010-05-24T16:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T16:54:00.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>So i was beginning to forget i had a blog until one of my friends, who shall remain nameless, told me i need to update my **** blog.  The title "FInally"  can stand for me "finally" updating the blog, us "finally" taking a vacation (oh three months ago, time for a new one) and "finally" moving into our house.  Growing up i used to be GREAT at writing in my journal.  I blame it on the computer, im too stupid to memorize how to update everything.   It's been a crazy four months to say the least!  I dont feel like going into huge detail on everything, because its too hot for me to even think right now, but here is what we've been up too.  We went with my family to California for Spring Break and it was SO much fun.  We went to Knotts Berry Farm (kinda ghetto)  but LOVED it.  I thought it was going to be so much fun having Karson go on all the rides, oh wait, he was scared to even go on the log ride.  We almost had him on a roller coaster that went upside down, he was in line with us, and we made sure his back was to the ride.. but right in that last second he turned around and saw that it went upside down and yelled "Im outta here!" .. Lame.  We also went to the beach.  My favorite place in the WORLD.  And even though it was the middle of March I made myself get in the Ocean.  If any of you couples want to go to Cali this summer, hit me up.  I WILL be making Cj take me sometime! ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S_sMyp9DeEI/AAAAAAAAANI/WpEV82gPThA/s1600/IMG_0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S_sMyp9DeEI/AAAAAAAAANI/WpEV82gPThA/s320/IMG_0830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474983836393896002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S_sMyBcYp7I/AAAAAAAAANA/S_NubEHjy7A/s1600/IMG_0826.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/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S_sMyBcYp7I/AAAAAAAAANA/S_NubEHjy7A/s320/IMG_0826.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474983825519454130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              This is at the Alley's in LA.  Seriously the BEST place to shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S_sNd1k-wxI/AAAAAAAAANQ/miCSykCt9t0/s1600/IMG_0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S_sNd1k-wxI/AAAAAAAAANQ/miCSykCt9t0/s320/IMG_0833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474984578248524562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S_sNeXVup0I/AAAAAAAAANY/yvP8KdPjxcw/s1600/IMG_0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S_sNeXVup0I/AAAAAAAAANY/yvP8KdPjxcw/s320/IMG_0863.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474984587311359810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Shrek three in 3-D!!  We couldn't see it with anyone other than the Willis family.. Super funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved into our house that we've been in a short sale with since NOVEMBER.  It was the hugest joke trying to get approved and moved in on time, but well worth the wait!  Cj  likes to tell everyone that we live in Circle G in gilbert, because we "back up" to it.  Really we live about a mile away.  I guess we are on the same side of the street though?  Haha our house is just a LITTLE bit bigger than the box we were living in before,  but i LOVE it.  Its ours, and I couldn't be happier!  We got a huge lot 1/4 an acre, but just cant seem to get the weeds out of the rocks.  The house was PERFECT when we first walked through it. I guess five months took its toll?!  It keeps us busy though, with Lawns and Painting the garage, and decorating!  Thats about all we've been up too i guess..  Just lovin life!!  ( I tell Cj i am quitting my job probably everyday of my life.  He tells me I'm crazy.  Thats how much i love my life of work) :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S_sQWCOsPRI/AAAAAAAAANw/mFNnP3---1U/s1600/IMG_0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S_sQWCOsPRI/AAAAAAAAANw/mFNnP3---1U/s320/IMG_0869.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474987742740626706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        Family Room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S_sQVA2INaI/AAAAAAAAANo/Nz5iNlKzhzA/s1600/IMG_0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S_sQVA2INaI/AAAAAAAAANo/Nz5iNlKzhzA/s320/IMG_0868.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474987725189297570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Kitchen.. I couldnt figure out how to get everything in it so i managed a side view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S_sQUGA8qNI/AAAAAAAAANg/NgG7KAP8YAg/s1600/IMG_0867.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/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S_sQUGA8qNI/AAAAAAAAANg/NgG7KAP8YAg/s320/IMG_0867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474987709396986066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-3484713649614762733?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3484713649614762733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/3484713649614762733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/3484713649614762733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S_sMyp9DeEI/AAAAAAAAANI/WpEV82gPThA/s72-c/IMG_0830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-8844853486642360425</id><published>2010-02-01T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T11:46:36.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster Jam</title><content type='html'>So CJ and I went with our good friends Kyle&amp;Brook, and Brodie&amp;Lindsay to Monster Jam this last Saturday night. I know you're all thinking WHAT?!  Because thats what I was thinking when CJ told me he bought tickets.  In my mind I was thinking "only WIERDO people go there!" But actually it was soo much fun, and you know we will be back next year!  Its actually a funny story.  Brook bought Kyle tickets for Christmas, so Kyle asked CJ and Brodie if we would want to come, thinking it would be so funny.  Well CJ and I were totally down, but Brodie goes "Dude we're already going!" haha i guess they have gone every year?  So now its going to be tradition!  It was way cool to watch these huge trucks race, and then do "freestyle" and run cars over and do jumps!  Cant wait for next year!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2cuZFKuM8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/eacnGnxz2sc/s1600-h/IMG_0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2cuZFKuM8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/eacnGnxz2sc/s320/IMG_0772.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433362483864548290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                  Freakin Monster Jaaaaam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2cukhSTLhI/AAAAAAAAAMY/rW-pSlE13mU/s1600-h/IMG_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2cukhSTLhI/AAAAAAAAAMY/rW-pSlE13mU/s320/IMG_0783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433362680391085586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      My cutest husband!  Please notice our EAR PLUGS!  It was so loud!  Like unbelievably loud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2cuyz_BLRI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bqzz6oTninE/s1600-h/IMG_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2cuyz_BLRI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bqzz6oTninE/s320/IMG_0789.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433362925928656146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    a couple of the trucks.. The last one being named "Donkey Kong"  REALLY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2cvEjMTv9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/JM-FgljOHeU/s1600-h/IMG_0796.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/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2cvEjMTv9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/JM-FgljOHeU/s320/IMG_0796.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433363230658641874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   This is the cutest little boy I have ever seen!  Look at his tire ear muffs!  I kept trying to get a better picture of him, but i think his Dad was getting weirded out..  The little boy would watch CJ and I and when we would clap he was start clapping and stomping his feet.  I wanted to take him home with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2cvgd_4eMI/AAAAAAAAAMw/a9xiQhPmxkQ/s1600-h/IMG_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2cvgd_4eMI/AAAAAAAAAMw/a9xiQhPmxkQ/s320/IMG_0813.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433363710300682434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      Just doin a jump!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-8844853486642360425?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8844853486642360425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/02/monster-jam.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/8844853486642360425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/8844853486642360425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/02/monster-jam.html' title='Monster Jam'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2cuZFKuM8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/eacnGnxz2sc/s72-c/IMG_0772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-3263987119941665517</id><published>2010-01-28T17:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T17:40:41.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years..</title><content type='html'>Well.. CJ and I have officially been "dating" for TWO years as of yesterday!!  (Yes for those of you who know us too well, we did take a 2-3 month vacation from one another during the two years.)  It was much needed for ME to grown up.  Nice that i take responsibility for getting dumped huh?!  Oh those were the days.. CJ seriously tried to break up with me 15 times, and after I threw a couple fits, including biting him, we got right back together.  Those three months were THE. WORST.  Anyway, I hate those break up days.  Funny how i wrote in my journal about the first day i met him.. I was obsessed like a little girl.  Well i guess it worked, because he sure is my cutest husband now!  I am such a lucky girl because i get TWO anniversarys all because i wrote in my journal.  Haha we just went to dinner.  Its funny how you feel like you are SO in love when you start dating and get married, and that it cant get any better than that, but it DOES!! Not that i know anything, we've only been married for about 6 months, but i love this boy more and more everyday.  I am the luckiest girl in the world!  Here are just a few of the reasons why i Love CJ:  1. I love waking up to his cute face every morning. 2. I love how on mornings he has to get up earlier than i do his alarm goes off 15 times before he actually gets up, and i am still trying to sleep!  3.  I love how every morning when i am STILL trying to sleep he wants to cuddle me before he gets up.  4.  I love how when he gets home from work he walks into our TINY living quarters and yells "ELF!  Im home!! Come kiss me!"  5.  I love how he tells me how "hot"  I am when im sitting in my pajamas and i have my retainers on. yeahhh right.  6.  I love how when i am so mad at him, and its totally my fault, he's still the one that says he's sorry and that he loves me.  7.  I love and hate how hard he works for us.  He is the hardest worker i know.  And sometimes i throw fits because he's never home, but he's doing it for US he has to remind me.  8.  I love all the stupid names he calls me, including elf, turtle, dobb, bambi.. oh they just get worse.  9.  I love how no matter how much i let myself down, he's always there for me, telling me how amazing i am as a wife.  (I suck at cooking!) 10.  I love him for who he is, and what he makes me!! I feel so lucky to have him for ever!! Annnd the point of this post was to say that I am soo glad I decided to go camping two years ago!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2I65FgSAaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZtZ9uATqglg/s1600-h/P1250088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2I65FgSAaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZtZ9uATqglg/s320/P1250088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431968852966769058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          This is the first night CJ and I ever hung out with two of my best friends caaaammmping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2I7PNgjp-I/AAAAAAAAAMI/iBkpKioF7KQ/s1600-h/P2100217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2I7PNgjp-I/AAAAAAAAAMI/iBkpKioF7KQ/s320/P2100217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431969233072531426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           This is our first date.. To the Alan Jackson Concert in Prescott AZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2I6p_5Yg1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/18XSjHm3omY/s1600-h/IMG_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2I6p_5Yg1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/18XSjHm3omY/s320/IMG_0388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431968593763402578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                       Haha and this is one of the last pictures i've taken of us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-3263987119941665517?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3263987119941665517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-years.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/3263987119941665517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/3263987119941665517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-years.html' title='Two Years..'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S2I65FgSAaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZtZ9uATqglg/s72-c/P1250088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-3576297681374466768</id><published>2010-01-20T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T11:47:10.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Payson!!</title><content type='html'>After a VERY busy week for CJ, putting in 60-70 hours, Friday rolled around and we got the invite to go up to Payson and spend the long weekend at my sister-in-laws cabin.  I should probably add that it wasnt a busy week for me, CJ thinks i just sleep my life away, so it makes him feel good when i tell him he's busy:).. He seriously is the hardest worker i know!  But, we were both just as excited to leave Mesa and spend time up in the freezing cold.  Friday night we left around 9:30 with Kody and Mary and seriously spent the next day sleeping and watching movies.  Although we did manage to make it into the little town of Christopher Creek to load up on fun dips, snickers, laffy taffys, and circus peanuts!  CJ was ticked at my candy spree but i didnt care.  We were on VACATION!  Saturday night my parents, Mallory, Jaden, Karson, and Karson's friend Colton came up and it made it so much fun!  We spent the night playing cards, running into Payson for "Date Night at Taco Bell," and Telling the little boys "they better not look out the window because Bloody Mary watches through windows and will come and get them."  My mom was so mad at us, and made sure they knew which rooms to run into if they got scared in the middle of the night.  Karson just ended up on the couch with Mallory, and the next morning Colt-Dawg kept saying how tired he was because he had to stay awake and make sure "Bloody Mary" didnt come!  It was so funny!  It was such a fun trip, riding quads, playing Scum (which i always dominate at!), and hanging out with the family.. a perfect three day weekend!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1dXo5MXvuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EDoxKIC05GU/s1600-h/IMG_0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1dXo5MXvuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EDoxKIC05GU/s320/IMG_0718.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428904235877514978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          Me and The Babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1dX9KZ1jwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rHlA8BxPa-E/s1600-h/IMG_0720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1dX9KZ1jwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rHlA8BxPa-E/s320/IMG_0720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428904584094781186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    I think CJ is trying to show me that I am taking too much room on the bed.  Saturday night i woke up at about three am from hearing him run his hands along the bedpost trying to count the posts to see if i was over the middle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1dYxbzRbsI/AAAAAAAAALA/Af0kR-paIWc/s1600-h/IMG_0723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1dYxbzRbsI/AAAAAAAAALA/Af0kR-paIWc/s320/IMG_0723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428905482118065858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   My dad thought it was cold enough outside to need THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1dZCIBso7I/AAAAAAAAALI/1BglTrrscTw/s1600-h/IMG_0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1dZCIBso7I/AAAAAAAAALI/1BglTrrscTw/s320/IMG_0724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428905768867636146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   The boys on the other hand, didn't need shoes or gloves to run around in the snow!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1dZhZe0icI/AAAAAAAAALY/8H1GMTEXYP4/s1600-h/IMG_0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1dZhZe0icI/AAAAAAAAALY/8H1GMTEXYP4/s320/IMG_0727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428906306129136066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1dZwAHWYKI/AAAAAAAAALg/ftF-93EtFFQ/s1600-h/IMG_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1dZwAHWYKI/AAAAAAAAALg/ftF-93EtFFQ/s320/IMG_0732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428906557017841826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     Quading!! All the way to YOUNG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1daMvwdzWI/AAAAAAAAALo/PzTRlWSQJ-o/s1600-h/IMG_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1daMvwdzWI/AAAAAAAAALo/PzTRlWSQJ-o/s320/IMG_0751.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428907050843098466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  All of us went on a quad ride except Mal one morning.  Kody  and Mary had slowed down waiting for the rest of us, and hear clicking.. Kody looked back to see the last lug nut fall off the back tire!! So scary!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1dapKhHrwI/AAAAAAAAALw/m-wYUWOg5rA/s1600-h/IMG_0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1dapKhHrwI/AAAAAAAAALw/m-wYUWOg5rA/s320/IMG_0754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428907539062828802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   We left CJ with the Raptor, Kody drove one of the quads home to get tools, and the Mary and I took the little kids to see the snowman and play in the snow!  We got bored after about 5 mins and ended up driving back to the broken quad... like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-3576297681374466768?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3576297681374466768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/01/payson.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/3576297681374466768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/3576297681374466768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/01/payson.html' title='Payson!!'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S1dXo5MXvuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EDoxKIC05GU/s72-c/IMG_0718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-2610003442209230855</id><published>2010-01-04T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:02:28.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NeW yORk!</title><content type='html'>On Christmas Day we were able to go to New York with CJ's family.  It was THE most fun vacation I have ever been on!  New York is AMAZING!! Cj's sister Heather lives there, and as a christmas gift she flew the entire family to New York to see her new home.  We were planning on staying in her apartment, which would have been just great with us, but she tells us that she booked a room at the Ritz Carlton for four of us!! Like really?!  Cj kept warning me "Savanna, dont get used to this!" haha.. Anyways, along with that, we had a limo pick us up from the airport and with Dawn and Heather being as generous as they are, we didnt have to pay for a thing!  Thats my kind of vacation! We saw all the sights and of course ate new york pizza for every meal! It was so much fun spending time with CJ's side of the family.  We had a blast visiting New York and loved every minute of our vacation!  Sorry I went a little crazy with the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S05ybBBkGnI/AAAAAAAAAIA/OUFDcys8CYU/s1600-h/IMG_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S05ybBBkGnI/AAAAAAAAAIA/OUFDcys8CYU/s320/IMG_0284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426400409485056626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                         Leaving AZ for NEW YORRRK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S05zHiVPkKI/AAAAAAAAAII/erqVEiS-EFo/s1600-h/IMG_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S05zHiVPkKI/AAAAAAAAAII/erqVEiS-EFo/s320/IMG_0316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426401174340210850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                       LIMMMMO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S05zkr41t-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/n0wbD-dBkeQ/s1600-h/IMG_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S05zkr41t-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/n0wbD-dBkeQ/s320/IMG_0321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426401675121637346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               Ground Zero..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S05z7xIxbaI/AAAAAAAAAIg/lyZCHDHZaSE/s1600-h/IMG_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S05z7xIxbaI/AAAAAAAAAIg/lyZCHDHZaSE/s320/IMG_0356.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426402071667633570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                Subway in Manhattan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"     href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S05z7XBjwrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/pac5AhbijxY/s1600-h/IMG_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S05z7XBjwrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/pac5AhbijxY/s320/IMG_0345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426402064658055858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S050a9pm01I/AAAAAAAAAIw/OopaXCvXv0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S050a9pm01I/AAAAAAAAAIw/OopaXCvXv0Y/s320/IMG_0388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426402607602520914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       Duane Reade.. Dr. Pepper and Chips for Breakfast every morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S050aQ_p_wI/AAAAAAAAAIo/SllCqQpzH2o/s1600-h/IMG_0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S050aQ_p_wI/AAAAAAAAAIo/SllCqQpzH2o/s320/IMG_0385.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426402595615407874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       Best Italian Restaurant EVER!! It was amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S051JU7-ZQI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wvhqObPKmmw/s1600-h/IMG_0412.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/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S051JU7-ZQI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wvhqObPKmmw/s320/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426403404127560962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Rockerfeller Center.. you know like that huge Christmas Tree?? This is it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S053UuBmb0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/RFnhpC9a8cE/s1600-h/IMG_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S053UuBmb0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/RFnhpC9a8cE/s320/IMG_0486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426405798863859522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   The BEST Hot Dog EVER!! I guess New York just has great food!  I sure loved everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S053pt_0b8I/AAAAAAAAAJw/ZGp3lJSAhtE/s1600-h/IMG_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S053pt_0b8I/AAAAAAAAAJw/ZGp3lJSAhtE/s320/IMG_0511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426406159633641410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Carnegie Delli.. CJ was SO excited for this!  We waited in line for like two hours, and i guess its one of the 1000 to visit before you die?  I could have died without visiting it, but i guess i dont like Pastrami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S054IUP4uwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EMg7-Q3gS0Q/s1600-h/IMG_0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S054IUP4uwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EMg7-Q3gS0Q/s320/IMG_0532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426406685297654530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .. They did have the best strawberry Cheesecake EVER though!  Sorry ever picture is about food.  We were in New York and its all we cared about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S054jKSVcQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/8cRHANi7upE/s1600-h/IMG_0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S054jKSVcQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/8cRHANi7upE/s320/IMG_0548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426407146480038146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Central Park.. Dawn is such a sport haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S054wriKaaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2X09EZXcWhI/s1600-h/IMG_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S054wriKaaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2X09EZXcWhI/s320/IMG_0575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426407378743093666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Stanten Island Ferry!  It was SO pretty, but FREEZING and the Statue of Liberty was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S055IlKbCAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/y9TDEPTzXco/s1600-h/IMG_0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S055IlKbCAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/y9TDEPTzXco/s320/IMG_0619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426407789349767170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   M.A.C.Y.'s!! It was 9 stories high!  And they had wooden escalators. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S055c0MPsJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ldQvqnrMTTo/s1600-h/IMG_0627.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/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S055c0MPsJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ldQvqnrMTTo/s320/IMG_0627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426408136981328018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  So CJ had been begging for someone to go to Wall Street with him the entire time we were there, so on the last day Hayden, Hunter, and I decided to be good sports and go with him.  We walked two miles at about 8:00 am to hear the Wall street bell or whatever, and oh guess what?  The public CANT EVEN GO IN THE BUILDING!! CJ was devastated!  It was still cool to see everything though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S056E4I7OKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-Sa1vWVQsOI/s1600-h/IMG_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S056E4I7OKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-Sa1vWVQsOI/s320/IMG_0660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426408825235912866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Bloomingdales!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S056RQiwPSI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KOLkaFg-ofc/s1600-h/IMG_0692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S056RQiwPSI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KOLkaFg-ofc/s320/IMG_0692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426409037945126178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  And the last night we went to the Empire State Building!  It was so cool, I was kinda tripping out though.. It was making my knees weak being so high!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-2610003442209230855?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2610003442209230855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-york.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/2610003442209230855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/2610003442209230855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-york.html' title='NeW yORk!'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/S05ybBBkGnI/AAAAAAAAAIA/OUFDcys8CYU/s72-c/IMG_0284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-1551662676914991645</id><published>2009-12-01T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T13:11:46.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>The month of November sure has been a busy one for us!  We've been busy with school, work and family!  On occasion, when i am on my best behavior, or CJ is in the dog house, my husband likes to take me to lunch.. because i tell him all the time i live to eat so he knows I will be in a good mood for at LEAST an hour afterwards.  On this particular lunch outing we decided to go to Red Robin.  I have loved that place since one of my best friends showed me the "Bottomless" fries in the 8th grade.  Anyways we live out by San Tan mall and there is a Red Robin right there.  So we ate and of course loved it, and as a side note we had the BEST waitress in the world.. non-stop fries, drinks, anything!  We pulled our money together and gave her the best tip our poor newlywed lives could afford.  So after lunch we are walking to the car and CJ opens the door for me and I get in, as CJ is walking around the car something starts hissing at him.. Well lo and behold an OWL was perched on the tree right in front of our car!  It was crazy.. It would hiss every time we got close to it!  I think its his house, because like i said i love food so we are out there a lot and every time we have been back the Owl has been there too!  Crazy huh??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SxWB0tACphI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VQllycP-2yg/s1600/IMG_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SxWB0tACphI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VQllycP-2yg/s320/IMG_0243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410373269788468754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a day that CJ and I both didnt have school the next day we decided we were going to go on a Jeep ride.  CJ has been BEGGING me to go out in my Dad's jeep.  Let me tell you that i HATE the thing.  About a year ago CJ and I went on a jeep ride in Bull Dog Canyon with some of his friends and i truthfully didn't think we were going to make it out alive.  It was so rocky and i just knew we were going to flip over!! I will reiterate to you that i am fun. I'm usually down for stuff like this, i love the outdoors and driving around with the windows down just chillin.  Well after watching one of his friends truck almost flip over, teetering on TWO wheels and knowing that we had to pass over that SAME spot i no longer have a love for that stupid jeep anymore.  I want to get rid of it.  On this day in november, ike i said, CJ had been begging me to go on a ride, and he promised me that it wouldnt be bumpy, and it would only be a couple hours.  He wanted to go around Four Peaks so we jump in the jeep and off we went.  It wasn't too bad, although he did get some dirty looks from me when i bounced up and down a couple times.  Well two hours passed, then three, then four, we made it to the top of Four Peaks and it was GORGEOUS.  I couldnt get enough of it!! So forgetting that we had been driving FOREVER i started to love it, probably because we were out of the jeep at this point and i forgot we would have to get back in it and drive the same amount of time to get OUT of the mountains.  Well after taking pictures, my fun ended and back to that wretched jeep we went.  THIS time he wanted to go down the backside by Roosevelt Lake.  We. Ended. Up. In. GLOBE.  It was the longest night of my life!  Haha i know i sound ticked, but it really was such a long bumpy drive.. Although i would do it again anytime.  It was totally worth it to spend some time with my husband and just enjoy each others company.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SxWGc6Uw7AI/AAAAAAAAAF0/RZjNhG29nfs/s1600/IMG_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SxWGc6Uw7AI/AAAAAAAAAF0/RZjNhG29nfs/s320/IMG_0258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410378358606326786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SxWEwPGzTbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/juWCPyDLwuE/s1600/IMG_0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SxWEwPGzTbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/juWCPyDLwuE/s320/IMG_0257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410376491579166130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hubo and myself!  He's too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving was also such a fun day!  We started out at my parents house with my family, ate and ate and ate, went over to CJ's grandmas house to spend time with his Dad and then made our way to his mom's house and had dinner!  It was so good to just hang out and spend time with family!  I feel so blessed to have such an amazing family and husband!  Thanksgiving was quite the hit with Hailee down from school.. I forget how weird we are together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SxWBl4f15VI/AAAAAAAAAFc/LJYD_IqN_rY/s1600/IMG_0266_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SxWBl4f15VI/AAAAAAAAAFc/LJYD_IqN_rY/s320/IMG_0266_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410373015176602962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-1551662676914991645?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1551662676914991645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2009/12/november.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/1551662676914991645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/1551662676914991645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2009/12/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SxWB0tACphI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VQllycP-2yg/s72-c/IMG_0243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-2368219833524202390</id><published>2009-11-02T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:06:37.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Late Halloween Everyone!! So this last weekend Husband and I had so much fun!! I think growing up Halloween was always my favorite holiday.. all i had to do was knock on my neighbors front door and they would give me treats!  And being the candy lover I am, nothing could beat this holiday!  Well.. Since my Dad wouldnt let me trick or treat after eighth grade because i am "freakishly tall" as my family likes to call it, I've had to find other means to entertain myself over this fun holiday.. I think FRONT ROW SUNS TICKETS does the trick!  Did you get that? FRONT ROW?!!  Ok.. So it wasn't exactly on Halloween night, but this last Friday night we went to the Suns game with our good friends Ryan and Dallyn Willis.  Dallyns family gets seasons tickets to these AMAZING seats, and let me just tell you, Corwin and I couldnt get over it!  The game was SO much fun.. We got free food and were able to go to this "club" sort of thing where only certain seats were able to go and got drinks and popcorn and cookies and just everything.. FOR FREE!! And the best part about it, as we were waiting in line for the employees to check our tickets to make sure we were allowed into the club, i recognized the checker of tickets as my Nursing Teacher for block one! haha it was great.. I was all "Remember ME?!" like i was super important or something..  SO that was our amazing Friday night.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/Su-alVWU7aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/uJ6i6A8cB5E/s1600-h/IMG_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/Su-alVWU7aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/uJ6i6A8cB5E/s320/IMG_0226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399704444417142178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      This is Me SO excited for the Suns game.. and trying to show the ticket even though i cut it off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/Su-almnkYlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/hbtO9Kyr3VM/s1600-h/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/Su-almnkYlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/hbtO9Kyr3VM/s320/IMG_0222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399704449052861010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                          The Hub and Myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/Su-ak8A3wHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3L6ilk6zli4/s1600-h/IMG_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/Su-ak8A3wHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3L6ilk6zli4/s320/IMG_0233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399704437616263282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                        Ryan, Dallyn, Me, and CJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday with the help of my mother because as of right now our oven doesnt work, i decided i would whip up a little treat for CJ since we cant trick or treat.. Please note the little spiders crawling up the sides of the wrapping.. too cute huh??  Halloween night We carved pumpkins with Ryan and Dallyn.. and let me tell you a story.. I have learned a lot about my husband since getting married.  Anyways, we buy our pumpkins and take them home and i walk into our room to set my purse down, and i walk out and i see Ryan and Dallyn washing their pumpkin in our sink.  RIGHT away i knew CJ had washed our pumpkin first, while i was in the other room and that Ryan and Dallyn  felt stupid NOT washing their pumpkin so being obligated to follow suit, they scrubbed their pumpkin!  I was dying!! So i asked them if they had ever scrubbed their pumpkins before, and of course they say NO..  WHO scrubs their pumpkins after they buy it, before they are going to CARVE it anyways?  Only my Husband.  Sure love him though!  After that we went to my parents house to see Karson and Jaden go trick or treating, secretly wishing I could join them.. Jaden was miss america and Karson was a pirate!  They both looked darling.. Karson had a friend going trick or treating with them, i call him Colt dawg.. anyways, the Hidden Groves put on a little BBQ before everyone went off trick or treating and you could win Soda Pop.  So im walking back to our house, with Colton, because my little brother took off with out him, only worried about getting as much candy as he can (sounds familiar) and Colton is having the hardest time keeping all his liters of pop in his hands, while holding his mask, his candy bag and a chair.  So i go "Colt Dawg, do you want me to help you carry your pop?" He goes "NO.  I got it.."  So we keep walking and he's basically dropping his pop on the street. SO again i ask him, "Colt Dawg, Do you want me to help you carry your pop?  I promise i wont take it, and ill give it right back to you once we get to our house..  and he goes "YES! As long as you'll give it back to me!" haha he thought i was going to steal his pop that he won!! i got a kick out of it!  So anyways.. That was our weekend!  It was way fun, even though we were lame and didnt dress up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/Su-cOILpCmI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Vf0mlytSE8E/s1600-h/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/Su-cOILpCmI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Vf0mlytSE8E/s320/IMG_0209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399706244768926306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan, Dallyn, and Corwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/Su-c9CAad1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/YMmbK5D-W-o/s1600-h/IMG_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/Su-c9CAad1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/YMmbK5D-W-o/s320/IMG_0212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399707050565072722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/Su-c9UsUSdI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Fj0yPl5nHro/s1600-h/IMG_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/Su-c9UsUSdI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Fj0yPl5nHro/s320/IMG_0216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399707055581055442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/Su-du6Iz_DI/AAAAAAAAAFU/HUuA3y7-t84/s1600-h/IMG_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/Su-du6Iz_DI/AAAAAAAAAFU/HUuA3y7-t84/s320/IMG_0220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399707907446275122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attempt at a cute treat haha.. LOOK at the spiders!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-2368219833524202390?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2368219833524202390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-late-halloween-everyone-so-this.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/2368219833524202390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/2368219833524202390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-late-halloween-everyone-so-this.html' title=''/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/Su-alVWU7aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/uJ6i6A8cB5E/s72-c/IMG_0226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-523991091628539041</id><published>2009-10-20T16:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:23:46.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This last Saturday was such a fun day/night.. I guess it all started on Friday.. CJ and I went over to a friends house for a taste test, that was soo much fun!  There were about 6 couples there and one had set up a taste test for us with different foods and we were supposed to figure out which brand was which to see if we could tell the generic brand from other brands.. Let me just tell you, my love of sugar must have paid off.. I got em right!  Dont try and sneak wal mart brand peanut butter by me!!  So after that CJ and I were debating on where we were going to go to dinner, and finally decided on his absolute favorite restaurant Oreganos.  So i just started teasing him calling it "CJ night".. and saying how we were only doing what cj liked and just over and over "CJ night".. So the next morning we wake up and CJ goes, "Now its Savanna DAY!" It was so cute, so he starts making a list of what we can do, like extreme things.. "Do you want to go to Sedona and spend the night, or Flaggstaff, or we could go to the State Fair" he just started listing all of these different ideas.  Well we both had homework to do, I had to go to the hospital to pick a patient for clinical on Monday, and he had to finish two midterms.. so by the time we had finished it was almost 2 and i didnt feel like it was worth it to drive all the way to Sedona or Flaggstaff.. We decided to drive up to Payson and spotlight and have a nice dinner (I know, where did we plan on eating right??) So off we went on a relaxing drive.. Its my favorite thing in the world just to spend time with my husband because i never get to see him with our schedules!  So we get up there and buy lots of candy and our favorite color changing cheeto puffs that CHANGE color and off we went to the forest to start our spotlighting!  We saw a ton of elk and deer, and we thought we saw a mountain lion, but since we saw the cat face right next to a huge herd of elk we used common sense and decided it PROBABLY wasnt a lion (I can still pretend.) We saw a group of raccoon that just turned around and watched us drive and CJ of course goes "Savanna!  Grab my pistol!"  Like i did.. So thats when we realizeddddd..  That we couldn't find CJ's phone ANYWHERE!  We had been on this dirt road for the last two hours and didnt know where it could have been.. It was about 9:00 by this time and we ended up 50 miles PAST payson when we realized we had to turn around and drive back through the forest to look for his phone.  We started retracing our steps, kinda thinking it was a lost cause, but about 20 minutes into the canyon we saw a black phone in the middle of the dirt road!! We felt so blessed to have found it, and not have to buy a brand new phone!  It was in perfect condition minus a few scratches on the back!  So overall it was a great night spent with the husband!  I am so lucky to have CJ.. I know every girl thinks they have the best Husband in the world, but Cj is the perfect man for me!  (haha he always reminds me that HE is the only one that could put up with me!) its true though, i dont know what i did to get this guy!  He is the best and i love him more and more each day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-523991091628539041?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/523991091628539041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-last-saturday-was-such-fun.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/523991091628539041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/523991091628539041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-last-saturday-was-such-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-176397394244630741</id><published>2009-10-19T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:27:04.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/St0f7v8rr9I/AAAAAAAAADk/TJ3xrUDb6eU/s1600-h/IMG_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/St0f7v8rr9I/AAAAAAAAADk/TJ3xrUDb6eU/s320/IMG_0199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394503040003452882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/St0ffBgIj_I/AAAAAAAAADU/ST2fyEEnWAo/s1600-h/IMG_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/St0ffBgIj_I/AAAAAAAAADU/ST2fyEEnWAo/s320/IMG_0188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394502546499342322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this last weekend CJ and I were able to have my little brother and Sister spend the night.. It was so much fun being able to spend time with the people i love the most.. My Family! Karson had been begging me forever to let him come spend the night so he could play with the chickens, so we decided this weekend was it! CJ was working Friday afternoon so i took Jaden and Karson to freestone park so we could teach Karson how to rollerblade. I mean SERIOUSLY who doesnt know how to rollerblade?! I think Kalli and I were rollerblading to Albertsons and McDonalds at the age of 7! After a ton of practicing and telling him over and over that you roll the blades and dont walk he started to get the hang of it! After rollerblading we went and picked out some pumpkins so the kids could draw on them.. They turned out so cute! and Karson and Jaden were so proud of them. Karson asks me, "Savanna do you know why my mustache turned out so good?" I go "No Bud, why does it look so good?" and he informs me its because "he took his time on it!" REALLY?? He comes up with the weirdest things! After coloring the pumpkins, CJ got home and it was time for dinner.. Me, thinking it would be more fun for the little kids to go to one of mine and CJ's favorite restaurants despite the 2o minute drive makes CJ drive to San Tan Flats.. Its the cutest little restaurant with fire pits all over, a live band (only country songs!) and a dance floor! I absolutely love the place.. Well Karson made sure to tell me after we finished roasting marshmallows that it was NOT worth the drive! haha.. After dinner we went home and watched the weirdest cartoon movie ever.. Jaden picked out the movie Coraline, and it was seriously the freakiest movie, just plain weird. We all fell asleep through it. The next morning we went out to play with the chickens, and when we were about to leave, Karson goes, "I hope the chickens dont miss me! I need to make sure someone takes care of them!" Like he owns them or something.. It was hilarious! So overall it was a super fun weekend for CJ and I.. We always get the best laughs out of Jaden and Karson!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/St0fORM6dHI/AAAAAAAAADM/zEHJVQIU29w/s1600-h/IMG_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/St0fORM6dHI/AAAAAAAAADM/zEHJVQIU29w/s320/IMG_0190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394502258655917170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1850917792880345698-176397394244630741?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/176397394244630741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-this-last-weekend-cj-and-i-were-able.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/176397394244630741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/176397394244630741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-this-last-weekend-cj-and-i-were-able.html' title=''/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/St0f7v8rr9I/AAAAAAAAADk/TJ3xrUDb6eU/s72-c/IMG_0199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850917792880345698.post-7438472143932269367</id><published>2009-10-01T19:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T19:39:43.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Married Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So.. Anyone that knows me KNOWS i am not good with technology.  All my friends kept asking me when i was going to get a blog, like it was a RULE that you must get a blog once you're married.  I got one.  And then they told me it MUST be funny or else they wont read my blog. Like i would care that they wouldnt spend hours on my blog.  So here it is.  The CJ and Savanna Smith blog (though im still a Sherwood and asked CJ if he would consider changing his last name to Sherwood.  He wont.)      Cj and I have been married for about two months.  Whenever someone asks how married life is and i say "its good" they say "you never see him do you?"  WHY did no one tell me i would never see my husband once we were married?  Yesterday i was driving to school listening to 104.7 the morning show with John Jay and Rich and they had people calling in who were upset about something they KNEW they had no reason to be upset about.  If Thursday came before Wednesday I would have called in and said i HATE how my husband Works!!  He gets called in at the WORST times.  Like today.  We were walking out the door to go run important errands, like to Bed Bath and Beyond, and to MAC.. And the nerve of his boss.. He calls him and says there is work.  I was ticked.  So very calmly i went into the closet, took off my braclet and necklace (there was no need to wear them now, obviously.)  And yelled to cj "I HATE YOUR JOB."  I am ridiculous. I know.  My husband has a great job, he works SO hard, and I have the nerve to be upset because he HAS a job? Yet in the moment I was right, and i had a reason to be mad.       Life is great.  We are super busy with school and work.  CJ is working for Quick Response, putting in 40+ hours a week, and taking 15 credits of school.  He is the hardest worker i have ever seen, and secretly i always thought i was a hard worker.  I do nothing compared to him! I am in Nursing School, staying busy with that, and working whenever i get the chance at Banner Baywood Hospital as a CNA.  We're loving Married life, and super excited for our life to come! Here are some pictures of what we've been up too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SsVnaO1VbJI/AAAAAAAAABs/xZFnJoWRSJw/s1600-h/DSC01376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SsVnaO1VbJI/AAAAAAAAABs/xZFnJoWRSJw/s320/DSC01376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387826229574724754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        Up and Sherwood Camp With my brother Kody and Sister in Law Mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SsVm4zCT8oI/AAAAAAAAABc/ImQqgaoFb-E/s1600-h/temple+157.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SsVm4zCT8oI/AAAAAAAAABc/ImQqgaoFb-E/s320/temple+157.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387825655177278082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                 All the my best friends from 7th grade on at our Wedding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SsVkdXyMdeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_NaurHpuPTo/s1600-h/_MG_4499_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SsVkdXyMdeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_NaurHpuPTo/s320/_MG_4499_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387822984982197730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         Our Wedding&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/1850917792880345698-7438472143932269367?l=cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7438472143932269367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/married-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/7438472143932269367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1850917792880345698/posts/default/7438472143932269367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cjandsavannasmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/married-life.html' title='Married Life'/><author><name>CJandSavannaSmith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05961212025472768611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SueFyijOtTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1aQt8kG7oJg/S220/DSC01174_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GkYuKhhT7s/SsVnaO1VbJI/AAAAAAAAABs/xZFnJoWRSJw/s72-c/DSC01376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
