tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51277199655330393192024-02-22T03:21:01.105-08:00PAIGEPaige Astlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801302635965517219noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127719965533039319.post-7311847486866370192009-03-27T08:49:00.000-07:002009-03-27T11:12:12.500-07:00Update.Update:<br /> It has been awhile since I have posted anything. I have been so busy with work and wedding that is all I do. We are counting down the days it is coming so fast. I am getting more excited and nerves. I finally got the Proposal up on youtube it took awhile. I tried to edit so you only saw the actual proposal but I couldn’t so you get to see 1 minute of me totally oblivious at dinner and Cody trying to figure out the camera. It is very fun I love watching it. We are going to get our engagements taken soon but I keep holding out for good weather. Then we will get out our invitation. After that we are done for the most part until the big day. I’m sure there will be some more things come up I haven't thought of yet.<br />I am trying to think of what else has been going on besides that I have been all over with work doing different conferences. It is very fun I love to travel. I have changed job positions well I really just added to what I do. I’m trying to adjust but very excited.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(I will post the link to the Video cause I don’t know how to post it, and not sure I want to spend the time to figure it out. )</span><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=07UCjo92NLk&feature=channel_pagePaige Astlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801302635965517219noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127719965533039319.post-55684986722074171302009-02-26T14:23:00.001-08:002009-02-26T14:45:26.088-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWLgkWuyxi7uAmHnxXMeZ3VJa8Sfx6uTM688Kl0YYENleMRuRRNvSlPjz3K1pDgX9WfMmCWMbPsMnIHzmvqm2ghYJ3m5jf_2beUF4H99mTVafRPsfhpY9KeEY5sBVB9_Fs0AxBAPOm0Pk/s1600-h/P2111151.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWLgkWuyxi7uAmHnxXMeZ3VJa8Sfx6uTM688Kl0YYENleMRuRRNvSlPjz3K1pDgX9WfMmCWMbPsMnIHzmvqm2ghYJ3m5jf_2beUF4H99mTVafRPsfhpY9KeEY5sBVB9_Fs0AxBAPOm0Pk/s320/P2111151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307235520709892050" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;">San Diego'09<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">We went on a little trip down to San Diego. We go down to the dessert and play around and then go to Motor Cross on Saturday. I had been waiting for this trip for a while, warm weather, no work, and no wedding planning. Just playing around being lazy. We finally made it Tuesday afternoon, after driving all night, getting stuck in a blizzard and ice storm. We gat all set up and headed out on our first ride of the trip. We went out to a place called the Reef. It is a tall sand hill will steep climbs up the front for the bikes. Around the side you can go up top with the Rhinos. I was watching Cody, J and Burk. I decided to go with Cody I fallowed him up the side one top no problems. Then I started down I turned trying to miss a rock on the left hand side and hit the right ledge, Which then tipped me to the left and then rolling over and around. When I finally stop rolling and screaming Cody was there he had watched the whole thing. I was hanging by my seatbelt. By this time everyone was headed up they saw Cody drop his bike, which means bad news. The guys had to tip it back up. The best part was I was headed down hill and by the time I was done rolling it was facing uphill. I got in and drove it down we were all there talking about what happened. My left foot and ego were all that got injured. Cody then asked everyone to leave he wants to have a word with his fiancé. I was worried. Not really we were both shaken up. I was fine we went on with the day. The next morning my foot would not fit in my shoe and I couldn’t put any weight on it. I tried to get back in bed and could not. We then decided I needed to have it looked at I was worried it was broken and all I could think about is having crutches at my wedding. We drove 30-45 min to Browley the next town. In the ER they took X- rays. The doctor said it was just really buries he had the radiologist look at it cause of the way my foot looked. I was relieved. I then felt stupid for going in. Up to this point I hadn’t called my mom. I had to for the insurance I was a little nerves. She was not happy after she found out I was okay. She is claiming I am not allowed to go any more.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAkgmkyfX31AIm9P8gZLCD42hqjDT4OfmLyXFquTHTqfvDHUbjF5jHT0gsB97lOxIPyMXL4xCp0KSRTYfQgFfiyQXjqehl8gNqEur9rNyhSP6HQghAV3zHzaVx1FI-Wqlrd-Fb908yUqI/s1600-h/P2101147.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAkgmkyfX31AIm9P8gZLCD42hqjDT4OfmLyXFquTHTqfvDHUbjF5jHT0gsB97lOxIPyMXL4xCp0KSRTYfQgFfiyQXjqehl8gNqEur9rNyhSP6HQghAV3zHzaVx1FI-Wqlrd-Fb908yUqI/s200/P2101147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307235743110333362" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> (our first ER visit together)</span><br /></div> I forgot to mention last year I rolled the 4-wheeler.<br />We got back to camp and things were good I just walked funny. I had crutches but I didn’t use them much. That day we went on a long ride it was so fun. I love it out there I had been grounded from diving at this point. We were headed in to camp and I was riding with Meg in the Rhino. She got a little to excited and turned way to sharp. I know as soon as she turned we where going over. We tipped over sliding on the ground. The cooler in the back spilled all over and a can broke open and was spraying me in the face. Once again I was there stuck by my seat belt getting sprayed in the face. I was fine I just climbed out. All the guys came running over and picked the Rhino up. The rest of the trip was great no major drama.Cody had found the perfect jump for the Rhino and was having so much fun. I decided not to join him with my luck this weekend. The things they do worry me. He will do any thing. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyGANnQFX2Vz38hu3I6f6V8CjALDTO_n0r0JTVzd84dNwOO74vPkecRtxsnXYRtBip9V7LzV6iCM3QdUgCwNLTtyem4PtJtHfVkO5B93OsUIyVSgmhb6QrJE_9WeZo1fVeB9kNHmA4HVg/s1600-h/P2121188.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyGANnQFX2Vz38hu3I6f6V8CjALDTO_n0r0JTVzd84dNwOO74vPkecRtxsnXYRtBip9V7LzV6iCM3QdUgCwNLTtyem4PtJtHfVkO5B93OsUIyVSgmhb6QrJE_9WeZo1fVeB9kNHmA4HVg/s200/P2121188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307237849027562290" border="0" /></a><br /><br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0jX1z_awyTJkJBQ6j7OPsGf-a8lyBx7Get0elKrKFWm1XAoOWUnN54MY1WlWHYFm2cvFY033t4s71EKG5DW1F7ckI_utUnAYWhnM2hOkRv3UhoNcN3ar3dTX6ARRJ4uxEQPYQia3aVYU/s1600-h/P2121201.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0jX1z_awyTJkJBQ6j7OPsGf-a8lyBx7Get0elKrKFWm1XAoOWUnN54MY1WlWHYFm2cvFY033t4s71EKG5DW1F7ckI_utUnAYWhnM2hOkRv3UhoNcN3ar3dTX6ARRJ4uxEQPYQia3aVYU/s200/P2121201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307236865474940450" border="0" /></a><br /> We cleaned up Friday morning headed in to San Diego. We headed in and cleaned up the best part a hot long shower. We went to dinner, and to Dave and Buster. It was colder than I wanted. We still went and tailgated, for a while. We took a blanket in and sweatshirts so help with the chill. It was a lot of fun I don’t know much about it all but I fake it. I know who is winning, losing and watch the crashes.<br /><br />I loved the vacation but was ready to come home. We were doing good we got up and headed home. We got to LV around 5 stopped for food and potty break. Then back on the road. About 45 min out we blow a trailer tire. From here it all gets worse. The spare was flat we plow it up with a small bike pump, and then it had a hole. We made it to Mesquite but it was Sunday night at 8 no one was open and the tire was not fixable. WE called some roadside repair guy to come fix it, which cost more than I should have. I felt bad for Cody he was so tired by this point I tried my hardest to stay awake with him. We got home at 330 in the morning it took 191/2 hours to get home.<br />If you read all this I am surprised and it sounds like it had a great trip but really I had a great time I just thought it was funny how things turned out. I can’t wait till out next adventure.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqpKHuEYInHDPeUIjrjAF0csOS4APdYax2AY-ok85X9GUOhxbJNyYel_0yVtsI_eX6dmxFS6KoCVv36qVmPDB8AncWznjowvEjBPfWrZkdxGyIODMNQHzsq47xN0sGwFXo10I4__fQEIc/s1600-h/P2141210.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqpKHuEYInHDPeUIjrjAF0csOS4APdYax2AY-ok85X9GUOhxbJNyYel_0yVtsI_eX6dmxFS6KoCVv36qVmPDB8AncWznjowvEjBPfWrZkdxGyIODMNQHzsq47xN0sGwFXo10I4__fQEIc/s200/P2141210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307238269716435570" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOYryQBndvoAuR26Pn6WSWW34sgidEDR3YnKXbgeump7_cjdSvHboe945Ve8RSUZAjE4jR0qz0eghNJYIKUZrahjjrN7R-GceQQ_YOBhDvAh0GvIpy-wIjl6PD-P-FGaiwl5HL1C3ANQ0/s1600-h/P2111160.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOYryQBndvoAuR26Pn6WSWW34sgidEDR3YnKXbgeump7_cjdSvHboe945Ve8RSUZAjE4jR0qz0eghNJYIKUZrahjjrN7R-GceQQ_YOBhDvAh0GvIpy-wIjl6PD-P-FGaiwl5HL1C3ANQ0/s200/P2111160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307236379994050466" border="0" /></a>Paige Astlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801302635965517219noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127719965533039319.post-36329174410764797182009-02-09T15:10:00.000-08:002009-02-09T15:25:28.061-08:00Pictures Finally!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWc4BJwH4tFT6W_RUomylq678Au6LCPmXNmkQd2y3xJc_YiP9ZVd9TRzfDc0ITEar-XIFgmb_oSosv64xIqEUj3j37Iqh-byT81elQ7uofehIseoXX1JSe-n6Nk3BuW58lkBNcxe0k6jw/s1600-h/vegas+011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWc4BJwH4tFT6W_RUomylq678Au6LCPmXNmkQd2y3xJc_YiP9ZVd9TRzfDc0ITEar-XIFgmb_oSosv64xIqEUj3j37Iqh-byT81elQ7uofehIseoXX1JSe-n6Nk3BuW58lkBNcxe0k6jw/s400/vegas+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300939631868626946" border="0" /></a>So I finally got the pictures from Cody a month later, I'm a slacker. There were not very many to choose from. This was the best one we are both looking in the right direction at the same time.<br />With my big bag in the middle we were both so flustered. The video is the best and I don't know how to post that so sorry you'll just have to see it later. Now you all can see the mustache I was talking about. I guess you know your in love right.Paige Astlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801302635965517219noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127719965533039319.post-28069390075210736782009-01-29T17:23:00.000-08:002009-01-29T17:41:53.739-08:00Wedding Plans...<span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wedding Plans...</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Okay I said I would put up the pictures and I have not gotten them from Cody yet, he still has them on the camera. I will move that up on the list of things to do, which is getting very long. I have decided after two weeks of being engaged that this is a lot of work. I love it and can’t wait, but there are so many things to do. I might have to stay home and actually plan it. Between playing with friends and traveling with work it adds up. I am so lucky Cody wants to help or he claims he does. He helps with what ever he needs to make it easier on me. I think that’s just so I don't have a melt down. We are just getting things started like Where When Who etc... I am so excited we have had so much support and everyone offering to help. You need to be careful cause if you offer I will make you do something I have already started your assignments. My poor mom I think she might go crazy after all this. Every question she asks the answer is "I don’t know". I guess I was suppose to have more of an idea of what I wanted but I never did. We have narrowed down the colors and flowers.</span><br /><span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">I just wanted to say Hi and let you know I will try to get them up shortly, sorry. The pictures are so cute and the video is the best. I am the luckiest girl ever Cody is amazing to me and I love him the most....( that is for you babe)</span>Paige Astlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801302635965517219noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127719965533039319.post-60130038953589486082009-01-22T07:20:00.000-08:002009-01-22T07:23:29.915-08:00<div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="font-size:180%;">OUR WEDDING DAY </span><br />May 16th 2009<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" >Sorry I put the wrong date</span><br /></div>Paige Astlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801302635965517219noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127719965533039319.post-21303889058472405602009-01-21T08:41:00.000-08:002009-01-21T09:27:11.418-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">IM ENGAGED!!!!!</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Yes I know it is so exciting. I was totally surprised. We already had a trip planned with some of Cody’s friends to go to Las Vegas. It was a mustaches trip: all 5 boys had grown it for months. I didn’t see it coming we had a normal trip up till this point eating, shopping, and pedicures. During the Pedicures Meg and I were talking about how I am finding a place to live this summer and how Cody and I have talked marriage but never really when. She knew what was going on this whole time. Later w decided to go to dinner and a restaurant at Paris across from the Bellagio. We have been there before and love the food. Still he is acting normal. After dinner we walked over to see the water show. Some thing we do every time it is my favorite thing in Las Vegas. By now it was getting cold. His friends went out before us. I started to wonder what was going on cause things were a little odd. But I never thought he would ask that weekend. Cody clamming his head was cold and wanted to wait in side. When really his friends had gone out to clear out some people and get the camera ready. When we walked out to meet up with them they were waiting in one of the half circles. As soon as we got out by the wall he hugged me (collecting him self he was so nerves). Then the music and water started. We turned to face me and then I know exactly what was happening. I was so excited, nerves, surprised. I started hugging him he had to push me back a little so he could actually get down on one knee. I pulled out the ring box and opened it. I leaned down and kissed him. Then he asked "Paige will you marry me" I said YES. I think before he was done asking. I then pulled him up and hugged him partly so I wouldn't fall over. I never thought I would get to fluster. I was shaking and couldn't breathe. He was all shaky too. He then put my amazing ring on my finger. He had designed for me. I love it so much. The next thought was “I need to call my mom”; it was about 1140 there so 1240 at home so I didn't call. My mom is still upset I didn't call right then. </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />I do have the pictures and a video of it all his friend took but not here with me so I will get them up shortly… And yes he asked with the Mustache and I said YES. He thought about shaving it off but was afraid I would have figured out something was going on.</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />It has been crazy since all the decisions and question I don’t have answers to. We are trying to get the planning started. All we know as of now is the big day is May 15th 2009. </span>Paige Astlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801302635965517219noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127719965533039319.post-33102773445352963092008-12-19T15:33:00.000-08:002008-12-19T15:39:03.235-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" >HAPPY HOLIDAYS</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I hope you all have wonderful Christmas.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Cmgz-lIh3gSZVgP8o5yaAZ3HaQt9BmJAhkiJ3AzDlqLKfhZz_MoaEUbegokYqVgs_rMMz8KLfwXv6SV9rp1AYgh1C6Wo-EiVQ4kh382sNHXhFiUQEefKaXSpMymgujzHxX4-qPhsPTo/s1600-h/_MG_5439.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Cmgz-lIh3gSZVgP8o5yaAZ3HaQt9BmJAhkiJ3AzDlqLKfhZz_MoaEUbegokYqVgs_rMMz8KLfwXv6SV9rp1AYgh1C6Wo-EiVQ4kh382sNHXhFiUQEefKaXSpMymgujzHxX4-qPhsPTo/s400/_MG_5439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281648824668656578" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" >(At my work party we sat with Santa, Making sure he had our lists.)</span></div>Paige Astlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801302635965517219noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127719965533039319.post-40054579867331950722008-12-01T10:18:00.000-08:002008-12-01T15:55:04.289-08:00<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" >My Thanksgiving Weekend....</span><br /> <span style="font-style: italic;">It was a great weekend, now I need a day to recover. We had Thanksgiving with Cody Family as I said before. It was fun there was a lot of his family, we had to have it at the church by his parent’s house. I had never meet most of them and that always is a little weird. Don’t worry I had raspberry Jell-O. It was my contribution to dinner. It was very tasty. I think this is one of my favorite holidays you get to eat until your sick and then eat again. I also love black Friday. I meet my sister at Target at 5am (she really came around 5:45) the lines were around the building on the grocery side and out to the stop light on the other. For those who don’t know the area that is about a ¼ mile. There was a security officers stopping the parking lot crowd from running in when the doors opened, the one officer was yelling at people to get back and get in line. Jessie was nervous she thought we were going to get ran over. I grabbed her hand and pulled her throw the crowd. I was surprised who would have thought that would intimidate her. We got in and I took off running for the toy department in the back of the store to get the kids cameras while Jessie went after a game table. By the time we left one of us had to walk in front of the cart cause we couldn’t see over the big box. We went to Old Navy next and Cabala’s as well neither of them where quite as crazy but still busy. We went to Rc Willey looking at carpet with my mom. Kadence and I went wondering instead. She found a Cinderella Carriage bed she was playing in. When it was time to go she laid back and said " its perfect I’ll be okay Mimi I will stay here tonight, good night " the sales man walking by laughed. Mom wanted to have a girl’s night later so Megan and Reagan came over. We took the girls to see Christmas light that was funny. Two very strong willed girls in one car not getting their way; it was a good thing they were not very far away. Reagan loved the lights. She saw some whale lights on the pond and started to make this cute little sound. I wish I could figure out how to type it. We had no idea what she was doing. I guess she leaned it off of Dora. She loves anything and every thing Dora. Kadence loved Brutus the bear eating the fish. Brutus is a bear her dad tells her about.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" ><br />Tree Hunting</span><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPCQ8-yr3mai-31_0zKfU6ECkdbH6leMybV8Q7HIoI6CVDYRu4OcOf4mgUuVdEV8iCOOiBwXgOA97cz3LQo88uyjwGlYE8t9ff6o-W8Bnew7wWb393MGLBgSwo1Htyfq8862wPSiHIG9c/s1600-h/PB300914.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPCQ8-yr3mai-31_0zKfU6ECkdbH6leMybV8Q7HIoI6CVDYRu4OcOf4mgUuVdEV8iCOOiBwXgOA97cz3LQo88uyjwGlYE8t9ff6o-W8Bnew7wWb393MGLBgSwo1Htyfq8862wPSiHIG9c/s320/PB300914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274972620418950258" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />On Saturday I went with Cody and his family. They go down to Fillmore and cut down their own Christmas trees. I only recall having 1 real tree, we did when I was little but I don’t really remember it. My vision of the perfect tree is different than theirs cause they don’t really grow the same as a fake tree; Dark Green, Perfectly symmetrical, and full. It was more fun than I thought it was going to be. I guess I didn't know what to expect. We went down and wondered the mountainside until we found the Perfect Tree. Well we actually brought back 7 trees. We were headed back and his sister was still looking for her tree. Cody and his brothers are funny. No matter how big the cliff, wide the stream or thick the weeds they could get any tree. She finally found one she wanted. We then had soup, rolls and hot chocolate with his extended family. They were all out looking for their trees too. I got the cutest tree ever. I cant wait to put it in my apartment. It was a fun full weekend of family.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUxBdIhzQPFAImyLhWGS29YCZw7CFYWoRsKNde_M2dMRu3KUgKVLPZYWVGozM60WAvLqW2Kgx6g6PhAOHxk72U0JJbw83pBh8Dh9QbkIkIr6belnaKNOvleIS3vpSzNINuNyzuRCEVDkQ/s1600-h/PB300913.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUxBdIhzQPFAImyLhWGS29YCZw7CFYWoRsKNde_M2dMRu3KUgKVLPZYWVGozM60WAvLqW2Kgx6g6PhAOHxk72U0JJbw83pBh8Dh9QbkIkIr6belnaKNOvleIS3vpSzNINuNyzuRCEVDkQ/s200/PB300913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274973409548367778" border="0" /></a><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXtF3h4nQmJlfnsOyBtqBUR77aE8zV19p3C1Jzt2Zao2SSRV7Vv7-LLTYTToKUwk3pEIwKGdCKmpaIxPrC54O0uLosokWz_zxMIM4E4jTIr7XZ6ArAd-v616CAOLXobssATMnLIsS7pCA/s1600-h/PB300915.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXtF3h4nQmJlfnsOyBtqBUR77aE8zV19p3C1Jzt2Zao2SSRV7Vv7-LLTYTToKUwk3pEIwKGdCKmpaIxPrC54O0uLosokWz_zxMIM4E4jTIr7XZ6ArAd-v616CAOLXobssATMnLIsS7pCA/s200/PB300915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274971832527794978" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Some Things I’m Thankful For…..</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />1. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Family</span>: Mom Dad Trever Megan Reagan Jessie Justin Wesley Kadence Kaleb Jake Cody. I also could list extended family and friends but it is getting bigger every day but I love and appreciate all of you and your support.<br /></span> <a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhOb892Eu83a0oN7YVfRrbCIzw3TbN8LOnpHxQYFo9GQTz7UssXK7cLeIqAT7NVY8mPGIgMJz443mw-h-fgmnxhH2Fa_uWQTHC-nb186U-6zNHzJpxZxN2aqTQbD8MUBG0F0bjxAgt-_c/s1600-h/s561447304_787671_1802.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 103px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhOb892Eu83a0oN7YVfRrbCIzw3TbN8LOnpHxQYFo9GQTz7UssXK7cLeIqAT7NVY8mPGIgMJz443mw-h-fgmnxhH2Fa_uWQTHC-nb186U-6zNHzJpxZxN2aqTQbD8MUBG0F0bjxAgt-_c/s400/s561447304_787671_1802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274965841235048242" border="0" /></a><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVSaseACQHeEJ8NJYKiQ-cr1d1Rv-q_YMoIYeml6s5WbC5a35XIdDdGCw1w9hfwIzexpyCQV-xJ7XFjhJ2t_HoIQHepdr84S5NYBIjJM2wh7mVwezR0XTHf-RUoEYT4-zawiqEXToQ9AQ/s1600-h/P3290502.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVSaseACQHeEJ8NJYKiQ-cr1d1Rv-q_YMoIYeml6s5WbC5a35XIdDdGCw1w9hfwIzexpyCQV-xJ7XFjhJ2t_HoIQHepdr84S5NYBIjJM2wh7mVwezR0XTHf-RUoEYT4-zawiqEXToQ9AQ/s200/P3290502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274971241938637058" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">2. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Health</span>: including all 5 senses; Taste: cheesecake and fresh bread Smell: fall leafs and moms home cooking, Sight: mountains and a clear night sky, Hearing: music and laughter, and Touch: fuzzy socks and lying on summer grass.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />3. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Wealth</span>: I am grateful for the job I have and the opportunity provide for myself. I travel around the country doing employment/ education fairs and seeing all these people makes me appreciate more and more.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />4. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Knowledge</span>: The opportunity to learn and be challenged to grow in ways I never</span>Paige Astlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801302635965517219noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127719965533039319.post-66588413406024500752008-11-26T09:04:00.000-08:002008-11-26T12:22:11.815-08:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">I’m behind on posting again…..</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">So I'm behind on the blogging, I have been so busy. I feel like I have been running around or out town all month. I've been to Atlanta GA for a GMA conference, Anaheim CA we got to go to Disney land, and Chicago IL for another GMA conference. (I loved Chicago. I could have spent more time there, I want to go back but not in November I have never been so cold.)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Things are good getting ready for the holidays. Im love the Hoilday season it is my favorite. All the good food, decorations and presents.This is the first year that I wont be with my family for Thanksgiving. Cody and I are staying with his family here. Don't get me wrong I love his family it will just be different. What if they don’t have Raspberry Jell-O? Haha.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Well Here are the Halloween pictures of Cody and I. We dressed up as Uncle Sam and Aunt Samantha. Cody decided what we were this year. I didn’t even know there was an Aunt Samantha. It was fun to dress up every one loved our costumes. </span><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNKfvlAymggsFkvaUTPpYVUixwCAqm7G06ssly55cCEi6pjyCnfIsRJloHu7aALb7fAIgSe61q8Lv4VHU1-G7oU0VEUU582lFLYY-o7KZMwZTZO8JxH6FO8V6_yT42MguKImUJm2pjHTY/s1600-h/PA300768_0092_260.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNKfvlAymggsFkvaUTPpYVUixwCAqm7G06ssly55cCEi6pjyCnfIsRJloHu7aALb7fAIgSe61q8Lv4VHU1-G7oU0VEUU582lFLYY-o7KZMwZTZO8JxH6FO8V6_yT42MguKImUJm2pjHTY/s320/PA300768_0092_260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273030187108063698" border="0" /></a><br /><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7doYUAVCtl_Ib7O1Ev3HUBvaijOMs-n7tID-mIdDINsrKc6QNSJM-MgkO3DZURrE96XCj7w89xpsgnAOkA-57TzYgajYwvI8oFpdvzwqh1inw6luZuXfC5kkqEmoPFv3PdO7R3JCsAvA/s1600-h/PA300758_0102_270.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7doYUAVCtl_Ib7O1Ev3HUBvaijOMs-n7tID-mIdDINsrKc6QNSJM-MgkO3DZURrE96XCj7w89xpsgnAOkA-57TzYgajYwvI8oFpdvzwqh1inw6luZuXfC5kkqEmoPFv3PdO7R3JCsAvA/s320/PA300758_0102_270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273042479320023154" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Kaleb was funny and large the kids didn't know who he was.</span><br /><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLkb9VT5tA2n8K8aAqhH8zFAx6A79M-EnICzo1ME8nxS9SR-RIbHgwoJslGrsq9OzZcwioqgNDuvkU95-lZGk-VbmbtqoMsYi_FZ5q9PcrtmLf3yE2E982_yCmbew6M1-BfTWjvwOG-kA/s1600-h/PA300763_0097_265.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLkb9VT5tA2n8K8aAqhH8zFAx6A79M-EnICzo1ME8nxS9SR-RIbHgwoJslGrsq9OzZcwioqgNDuvkU95-lZGk-VbmbtqoMsYi_FZ5q9PcrtmLf3yE2E982_yCmbew6M1-BfTWjvwOG-kA/s200/PA300763_0097_265.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273043094251046930" border="0" /></a><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz3w3TbFTwDllR4tCKJq66tzs2C-e9cw7XBIO6VTRfXFPV1Y_JzpJabYmrZIkNoZAmhnQrWsXkOXebJmqr-8xlaxmPe0x2OuI5tdEQ09HK2xz1qfBp1NKeUjKjqRfCvV2fZ1C1wXm4UJM/s1600-h/PA300764_0096_264.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz3w3TbFTwDllR4tCKJq66tzs2C-e9cw7XBIO6VTRfXFPV1Y_JzpJabYmrZIkNoZAmhnQrWsXkOXebJmqr-8xlaxmPe0x2OuI5tdEQ09HK2xz1qfBp1NKeUjKjqRfCvV2fZ1C1wXm4UJM/s200/PA300764_0096_264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273042952736269922" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Jake's looking good in his pimpin suit.</span><br /><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFa49HvQXHnSp2jm_NJXYPmxSqdF9IlOviTMPrP2XNCWRwwp-21W3OfJmppUCiWlsGccTl3z151ZlJ2tTg2Oh_CnGVageUI3Z_PIB7niXEQBL6Hw1xHQndPPYRxTY1zg8zV9DFHjR176U/s1600-h/PA300769_0091_259.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFa49HvQXHnSp2jm_NJXYPmxSqdF9IlOviTMPrP2XNCWRwwp-21W3OfJmppUCiWlsGccTl3z151ZlJ2tTg2Oh_CnGVageUI3Z_PIB7niXEQBL6Hw1xHQndPPYRxTY1zg8zV9DFHjR176U/s200/PA300769_0091_259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273034293926386018" border="0" /></a><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheEkwpKHn-7ANYXzCCMa_3iiiacezxfZRj0ZOCKtpsU75-Nl3mAaZR69Wf0RCn5L74N8PN_ft5u6f-CYMwmTKWSkpSXAQH36CR_pc50lXTqCHfgaYcCOI20f9oEy1O_GhMgeqq9wanDf4/s1600-h/PA300765_0095_263.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheEkwpKHn-7ANYXzCCMa_3iiiacezxfZRj0ZOCKtpsU75-Nl3mAaZR69Wf0RCn5L74N8PN_ft5u6f-CYMwmTKWSkpSXAQH36CR_pc50lXTqCHfgaYcCOI20f9oEy1O_GhMgeqq9wanDf4/s200/PA300765_0095_263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273043297271380802" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Mom joined in the fun she was a witch. How cute are her grand kids?</span><br /><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj45ytVJjnQkYIMuq58ZoyqpkRml8NVckBVYDX89AgZ5ofGZfTt9TS-S772dYI5QGlcunSOwOb7W0PaiA_GhzN91Z3ACDzr45MgNcooXDjKMAW82Vy8nIyp1D1ajOqFbS9dZoijAxXQmLw/s1600-h/fam+2008.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj45ytVJjnQkYIMuq58ZoyqpkRml8NVckBVYDX89AgZ5ofGZfTt9TS-S772dYI5QGlcunSOwOb7W0PaiA_GhzN91Z3ACDzr45MgNcooXDjKMAW82Vy8nIyp1D1ajOqFbS9dZoijAxXQmLw/s200/fam+2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273036683695453682" border="0" /></a><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGn5Pbwe498RR3ktmWfYNmrQF8Yqu53wyF9XSm0FsLiicNccVK50M0PaVks21l0rOIn22helGJrjsm4FM6QMLV0iXl5MR0moQfBoCEEXJ8zFYmyDPZ9QAxdsFl5L1DMX7UC8iX2PVZzwQ/s1600-h/PA310790_0071_323.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGn5Pbwe498RR3ktmWfYNmrQF8Yqu53wyF9XSm0FsLiicNccVK50M0PaVks21l0rOIn22helGJrjsm4FM6QMLV0iXl5MR0moQfBoCEEXJ8zFYmyDPZ9QAxdsFl5L1DMX7UC8iX2PVZzwQ/s200/PA310790_0071_323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273043703545491362" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Terry family all dressed Wes was a little scary and the Astle family.</span><br /><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSuYnYMhOQ5dPfSd8nCJBQlAOL6HttrN0OMuvhwQEQbTpW9e4qbCqAz1PcCP14xY4aNDi_ETU6DYsoytfFFnL4GhL0ThFWpOcoZO0dN0PKeyJEE4Mz8zrQcwRso2swVzq5pPP-7pDMYRI/s1600-h/PA300787_0074_326.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSuYnYMhOQ5dPfSd8nCJBQlAOL6HttrN0OMuvhwQEQbTpW9e4qbCqAz1PcCP14xY4aNDi_ETU6DYsoytfFFnL4GhL0ThFWpOcoZO0dN0PKeyJEE4Mz8zrQcwRso2swVzq5pPP-7pDMYRI/s200/PA300787_0074_326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273043534928763426" border="0" /></a><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr30TjzApLwmQDsFCeVBgjQpN8kgLnsjy5ccRQnc2N2urTII7zOd_DfPD2grz16kMYlleQ5q56cgAhNOznyFPLhTtxqIKW_p5-3Zh4efNAJ-_5diBe4NRaBx9iIDvKVji_F5QZrMpU1kk/s1600-h/PA300767_0093_261.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr30TjzApLwmQDsFCeVBgjQpN8kgLnsjy5ccRQnc2N2urTII7zOd_DfPD2grz16kMYlleQ5q56cgAhNOznyFPLhTtxqIKW_p5-3Zh4efNAJ-_5diBe4NRaBx9iIDvKVji_F5QZrMpU1kk/s200/PA300767_0093_261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273038103376147634" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">The Gonzalez family with Aiden as a pirate.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">I love the family parties. I have a fun amazing family.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">I'll post the pictures of my adventures shortly I just wanted to get these up.</span>Paige Astlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801302635965517219noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127719965533039319.post-72537508550753979022008-10-28T15:10:00.000-07:002008-10-31T10:26:57.518-07:00<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-size:180%;"> Forest Lake </span> </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ2cCXEFY7wvkEPelrbW7QFKG6oO3sQp-4fHeAW9JUgx84DK_0rssx93ngC6xCAAEYlzBAUYkxQJud9rkazHU7WUmreXeeMWzeZKEZu7V_mormhByHKmV7ZekqMB_Ovf35kTmdGT5RrwE/s1600-h/Forest+Lake+002.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ2cCXEFY7wvkEPelrbW7QFKG6oO3sQp-4fHeAW9JUgx84DK_0rssx93ngC6xCAAEYlzBAUYkxQJud9rkazHU7WUmreXeeMWzeZKEZu7V_mormhByHKmV7ZekqMB_Ovf35kTmdGT5RrwE/s320/Forest+Lake+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262345280453263410" border="0" /></a><br />We decided that since we had not had a long enough weekend in Moab, We would take Monday off and go play some more. We went up American Fork Canyon, to Forest Lake for the afternoon. I had never been up there and heard it was a pretty ride. All summer wanted to go camping so this counted for my camping trip I guess. Cody said I could drive up. (Once again I was excited and there was even hills this time) I thought it was going to be fun little trail. It turned out to be really bumpy, rocky and muddy it was so fun. The leafs were so orange and gold, I love the fall colors. The leafs were gone the further we got up. A little earlier and it would have been so pretty at the lake. We took up some wood for a fire, I had made chicken and steak tin foil dinners not to brag but they were amazing. I also packed Smores stuff the best desert ever. On the way down we bundled up more cause once your moving the breeze was cold. We started to head down around 4-5 it gets cold fast up there. It was a great relaxing day. I love the great Outdoors. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ZxKkhhEnI_coC-RroxOKlLaBSUzWDm8mRFfOS-T6p748kd64zBDccGJVut2TMFzSToip5B4rtKOulXtfWwSI7iei4QmvDWLpyk8nYrruf35TfBsAYRIo2d20thI12o9gD2DokCrK1JU/s1600-h/Forest+Lake+003.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ZxKkhhEnI_coC-RroxOKlLaBSUzWDm8mRFfOS-T6p748kd64zBDccGJVut2TMFzSToip5B4rtKOulXtfWwSI7iei4QmvDWLpyk8nYrruf35TfBsAYRIo2d20thI12o9gD2DokCrK1JU/s200/Forest+Lake+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263364383542397842" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0vTOMh5Ia-NzkxGJNusNQlibQrPEoChmkaQ1A2JIxVk7SFIQ7z_U6HmWYGNMFYtRKBoX3u6Z60xOmOD3O08m0ANWh4f1KEbpDrDQ8VkuSL8toa_Xup40sIWy4Aqoj_bqtki0FovAajvs/s1600-h/Forest+Lake+019.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0vTOMh5Ia-NzkxGJNusNQlibQrPEoChmkaQ1A2JIxVk7SFIQ7z_U6HmWYGNMFYtRKBoX3u6Z60xOmOD3O08m0ANWh4f1KEbpDrDQ8VkuSL8toa_Xup40sIWy4Aqoj_bqtki0FovAajvs/s200/Forest+Lake+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263367299338676306" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Staying warm by the Camp Fire eating the perfect messy Smore</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJZmqp0asVyoPV4QgdjBP-2kfR3qI_YPfjPnUNUTuu5_sXNudq2P490Bh5XFcOxjI0niYqjzdBZ1a8zBaQcfy_gB9sc1JCCCZXvgMfNQV-fot9EeqxoZwDURmjq8dAnNHU0BSk4_bTGLU/s1600-h/Forest+Lake+006.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJZmqp0asVyoPV4QgdjBP-2kfR3qI_YPfjPnUNUTuu5_sXNudq2P490Bh5XFcOxjI0niYqjzdBZ1a8zBaQcfy_gB9sc1JCCCZXvgMfNQV-fot9EeqxoZwDURmjq8dAnNHU0BSk4_bTGLU/s200/Forest+Lake+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263364993869398658" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9n2k2l1IjVIXnvFhX11jpGTXiRq9TnYwNBd4t6Yit_-GzRgzE45OerEtnFEcOkzDh4SY76WbSMRWzdAtwKsdaEs0D8Oj0Oc6fRGuzZVepa2HceI5JyC5aePQjtLxRvUS5gFxtjJ5rtBw/s1600-h/Forest+Lake+026.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9n2k2l1IjVIXnvFhX11jpGTXiRq9TnYwNBd4t6Yit_-GzRgzE45OerEtnFEcOkzDh4SY76WbSMRWzdAtwKsdaEs0D8Oj0Oc6fRGuzZVepa2HceI5JyC5aePQjtLxRvUS5gFxtjJ5rtBw/s200/Forest+Lake+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263365390414710290" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Another tree stump picture. Looking hot in our bright orange!!</span><br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNyCoMyCcoZOCMOrqK18ujZhZxEz1AoMBe2SH-HA4Ny77NwYNP3DylSmpRu511e7ICVeJRTbiG2feMt0IiSKG4N3KSJarKOyfiwG894mZQ1YLFwBaFDIUv6L5AxEC070s7DAn38FFB_C0/s1600-h/Forest+Lake+022.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNyCoMyCcoZOCMOrqK18ujZhZxEz1AoMBe2SH-HA4Ny77NwYNP3DylSmpRu511e7ICVeJRTbiG2feMt0IiSKG4N3KSJarKOyfiwG894mZQ1YLFwBaFDIUv6L5AxEC070s7DAn38FFB_C0/s320/Forest+Lake+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263366309685270594" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Trying to stay warm on the way down, you can almost see my face with the goggles on. </span>Paige Astlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801302635965517219noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127719965533039319.post-25148631585128367962008-10-24T14:00:00.000-07:002008-10-24T15:37:46.758-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja6e3frqtEoZVjXT-QthkNhjf7wjcR_EjjA3h2t02w9dzO92_4fyg7rGgt7CPG7kvPq9Fr7pXE5Ae_ureBql75LIZ9KvBMWAYzyGSJAUBJZ6OdbiFuo5I4Aq69X2EOI4ldC6qJPbW6AlQ/s1600-h/DSCF0199.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja6e3frqtEoZVjXT-QthkNhjf7wjcR_EjjA3h2t02w9dzO92_4fyg7rGgt7CPG7kvPq9Fr7pXE5Ae_ureBql75LIZ9KvBMWAYzyGSJAUBJZ6OdbiFuo5I4Aq69X2EOI4ldC6qJPbW6AlQ/s200/DSCF0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260837853592105778" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWpPDjMpnLKs8MRM-3DfP28cq8iMmaV5u0JEz4f7CwapcwVhcn1ZwtJldMXaDp_hIRK5OFY_34tnMkpVesDAXeiQXAnvpEMP6Rb5I6rSpZYAR-FQ_H37SguQAIMwGnnYZr1jht804w4hA/s1600-h/DSCF0171.JPG">Moab 20</a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWpPDjMpnLKs8MRM-3DfP28cq8iMmaV5u0JEz4f7CwapcwVhcn1ZwtJldMXaDp_hIRK5OFY_34tnMkpVesDAXeiQXAnvpEMP6Rb5I6rSpZYAR-FQ_H37SguQAIMwGnnYZr1jht804w4hA/s1600-h/DSCF0171.JPG">09</a></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWpPDjMpnLKs8MRM-3DfP28cq8iMmaV5u0JEz4f7CwapcwVhcn1ZwtJldMXaDp_hIRK5OFY_34tnMkpVesDAXeiQXAnvpEMP6Rb5I6rSpZYAR-FQ_H37SguQAIMwGnnYZr1jht804w4hA/s1600-h/DSCF0171.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWpPDjMpnLKs8MRM-3DfP28cq8iMmaV5u0JEz4f7CwapcwVhcn1ZwtJldMXaDp_hIRK5OFY_34tnMkpVesDAXeiQXAnvpEMP6Rb5I6rSpZYAR-FQ_H37SguQAIMwGnnYZr1jht804w4hA/s200/DSCF0171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260838239224587490" border="0" /></a><br /></div>We went to Moab again for another 1/2 Marathon. I was running on Sunday morning so we decided to go down with some friends (J and Megan) on Saturday and play around. It was perfect weather, we took the Rhinos down. I had a blast. He even let me drive some as long as there were no hills. (Story: I went up the hill and then there were tires in the air not a good sight. I had rolled the 4-wheeler down the hill in San Diego earlier this year). We started out on some fun little hills, their use to being on bikes so some of the trails we got stuck the rhino's were too big or to little. We saw a train of about 15 jeeps, we stopped and watched for a min, I cant imagine how long it took them to get through the one canyon we were in. Some were so crazy. Later that night we went on a trail more like road. It was so boring so we found a new trail that was not the best for rhinos strait up, rocks, edges, it was the best part. 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I was calling all around finally found a bed and breakfast. Castle Valley Inn. So I had two mental pictures one was good and the other really bad. I was think of a old dirty, house with some crazy couple running it. On the web site it shows a hand drawn picture of the view from the house, trees, mountains and deer. No comfort on the way it looked. So on the way there I was a little worried about what we would find. I was a great relief to see a nice place, clean and there really were deer.<br />I had to be up and at the bus Sunday morning at 630. They had breakfast for me and even took one other runner and I to the bus stop. (Cody got to keep sleeping.) It was so cold, I had on three layers. I turned out to be a different run than the spring run. It was 20 miles further up the canyon we ended at a ranch; it was fun to see more of the canyon. Cody, Meg and J were there at the end waiting for me. I did it around 2:15 which for me is pretty good.. (There is no timing chip it is a gun start so you don’t know your exact time.)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD_JK6RnKWztiAyd0oyLpNIYg5IhTNpW3HX6jTQHU8XiViZLAUg7P9zbmT0DG7rTW-HbzZmpIjEgBv-zaNu6th7RWvzZbSzgECfT3RioojMZPX6NsgVink0KmdhGGCWu8wDA2yhHX2rS4/s1600-h/DSCF0188.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD_JK6RnKWztiAyd0oyLpNIYg5IhTNpW3HX6jTQHU8XiViZLAUg7P9zbmT0DG7rTW-HbzZmpIjEgBv-zaNu6th7RWvzZbSzgECfT3RioojMZPX6NsgVink0KmdhGGCWu8wDA2yhHX2rS4/s200/DSCF0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260848202789932258" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;"><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxxo3ReR_qF7yMZcuj5ZiqTuJyf0ScDHxAAXTT9yWXB48C5xxLkWAjyN9WMkG7xGSwiEpq0-O4fjCKqwHsBG0n9k97GBWbNuhOSF_fHY9rR5Luvr3v0ViOVKciC4hnYO72lYJ8-6j3RUs/s1600-h/DSCF0193.JPG"> #36 </a></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxxo3ReR_qF7yMZcuj5ZiqTuJyf0ScDHxAAXTT9yWXB48C5xxLkWAjyN9WMkG7xGSwiEpq0-O4fjCKqwHsBG0n9k97GBWbNuhOSF_fHY9rR5Luvr3v0ViOVKciC4hnYO72lYJ8-6j3RUs/s1600-h/DSCF0193.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxxo3ReR_qF7yMZcuj5ZiqTuJyf0ScDHxAAXTT9yWXB48C5xxLkWAjyN9WMkG7xGSwiEpq0-O4fjCKqwHsBG0n9k97GBWbNuhOSF_fHY9rR5Luvr3v0ViOVKciC4hnYO72lYJ8-6j3RUs/s200/DSCF0193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260848589583315762" border="0" /></a><br />Of course after the race we had to go find more trails. We did one called "Steal Bender" It was a better trail than the day before. There was more climbs. We almost made it back to the truck with any problems until the guys decided they could go down the crazy hill/drop off and then couldn't get it back up. So we had to stack rocks in the ruts and then hope he could get up and not roll. I was a little scared he was going to hurt him self or run one of us over in the process. Needless to say he got up with only miner injuries and we got it all on video. I would post it if I know how.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisGpAyhXWRt9wtWx25igUlgnU_CjsxbvvQlmxbepHdDK_QUqeeEMG2O0B_yEd9wD0SzxRlYOChvbxaKFN0gizG4rPiEJltyJdjI8oCetvdxI0d2AG6wJbRx2w4LW70N-egN7plqwdEVDo/s1600-h/DSCF0144.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisGpAyhXWRt9wtWx25igUlgnU_CjsxbvvQlmxbepHdDK_QUqeeEMG2O0B_yEd9wD0SzxRlYOChvbxaKFN0gizG4rPiEJltyJdjI8oCetvdxI0d2AG6wJbRx2w4LW70N-egN7plqwdEVDo/s200/DSCF0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260839318112762802" border="0" /></a>It was a fun-exhausting weekend. So were going again in March.Paige Astlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801302635965517219noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127719965533039319.post-31902058315044016752008-09-26T14:02:00.000-07:002008-09-26T14:57:09.356-07:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bridalveil Falls</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLiVQeM8J08urhaxRaGSC1WiCpDBHMxV5eFAY4v0LLsKRlNC3_5jhoffY3BPOqEAfryqcZ1K67nHRI4PtuZdPwwAZszW-emOu9t8LUwvrfbW-8mvJqTvsrWqnlGM-IeR9pcapqZevKNqw/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLiVQeM8J08urhaxRaGSC1WiCpDBHMxV5eFAY4v0LLsKRlNC3_5jhoffY3BPOqEAfryqcZ1K67nHRI4PtuZdPwwAZszW-emOu9t8LUwvrfbW-8mvJqTvsrWqnlGM-IeR9pcapqZevKNqw/s320/lake+powell+08+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250438698952036258" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So we went on an adventure up to Bridalveil Falls. We hiked you to the second fall, where there is no path we mad our own. It was so fun and it was quite and pretty once your away from the crowd at the bottom. Cody had brought up his camera and who now you could get good pictures with a timer and a rock.<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbaXO-ucWg1wvci1N8Eg3ERu33snyEVLkCmHFgs11x5yMOFmfMqtwTbH8lbc9MmTfS48Ul6oFnVIHmK1OXlXskyT3ii-CRIQJVHRJ5C1yAxQig5hg9Kkb5lZHeRtFsPHsrfgDNSc-owAA/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbaXO-ucWg1wvci1N8Eg3ERu33snyEVLkCmHFgs11x5yMOFmfMqtwTbH8lbc9MmTfS48Ul6oFnVIHmK1OXlXskyT3ii-CRIQJVHRJ5C1yAxQig5hg9Kkb5lZHeRtFsPHsrfgDNSc-owAA/s200/lake+powell+08+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250449411878944002" border="0" /></a></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinuzA3_0y_jA28gHtAZAx8vhrI5Qi4L50FO6tn5gpKz-OSAxqViPEMHmplAH47rAHlzsp_swFtAEA0IpTAsMAIwBXjHY6HAUIns1LTHTJqANuXramBLDTwK6px7eIlPgCDNWevw9UPlVg/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinuzA3_0y_jA28gHtAZAx8vhrI5Qi4L50FO6tn5gpKz-OSAxqViPEMHmplAH47rAHlzsp_swFtAEA0IpTAsMAIwBXjHY6HAUIns1LTHTJqANuXramBLDTwK6px7eIlPgCDNWevw9UPlVg/s200/lake+powell+08+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250449741185257074" border="0" /></a><br />So Im not the best climbing buddy. I was worried about getting my shoes wet and took them off when crossing the river cause there is nothing worse than wet socks. Once again Cody was wating for me to stop and put them back on.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWxwiQumWNW9D2QQ_OVnFdeudZztc7diN4UPRhj-rwM-Z05AX3pqPrVluOCxfleF1xO-zvdq0E9ccElcWBP0sjD89OjkJfOmGSryZjY1Xps3rOEpHhkGuenePOHgT01LVxTRq47zrV34w/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWxwiQumWNW9D2QQ_OVnFdeudZztc7diN4UPRhj-rwM-Z05AX3pqPrVluOCxfleF1xO-zvdq0E9ccElcWBP0sjD89OjkJfOmGSryZjY1Xps3rOEpHhkGuenePOHgT01LVxTRq47zrV34w/s200/lake+powell+08+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250451815477340802" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo63fylqgirErW91YtqoBEer4nSFzkAM_rgU8g4Jm1zuwl2rnML8ZUIz3IY4C985dBwLxVYBzTsbnMqldkO8jdicQi7B8ZDBTPRYFuiCUSHKJcROa8inZ7qjJWV9F1mjLXcfyvq6RTFnE/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+014.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo63fylqgirErW91YtqoBEer4nSFzkAM_rgU8g4Jm1zuwl2rnML8ZUIz3IY4C985dBwLxVYBzTsbnMqldkO8jdicQi7B8ZDBTPRYFuiCUSHKJcROa8inZ7qjJWV9F1mjLXcfyvq6RTFnE/s200/lake+powell+08+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250452172136090882" border="0" /></a>Paige Astlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801302635965517219noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127719965533039319.post-19816930969629691072008-08-27T11:56:00.000-07:002008-09-24T17:47:24.535-07:00<span style="font-weight: bold;">This is a little back tracking on pictures. But I figured I finally finished a post. I should put it up, it only took me a month to finish. Sorry I will try to be better so no more comments on me posting at least for awhile.<br /> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"> <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br /> </span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >Lake Powell</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> My first time down there, it was tons of fun. </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cody's Family always goes to Lake Powell and I got to go this year. We went down to stay on there house boat. Nothing but laying in the sun all day. </span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgp-RBiby5wZGiYzImLMv2RUdTpiLyhU8lIo99oKPcGiPMXCIooLW5T7TjUC6WuCYTftj9hjLnDdxLSN7oZmEqTQPbsftvz0jlQM4_BoNtPUKZvfuPFWujseDPRMRRdsDmKMVQNtrc9S4/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+055.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgp-RBiby5wZGiYzImLMv2RUdTpiLyhU8lIo99oKPcGiPMXCIooLW5T7TjUC6WuCYTftj9hjLnDdxLSN7oZmEqTQPbsftvz0jlQM4_BoNtPUKZvfuPFWujseDPRMRRdsDmKMVQNtrc9S4/s200/lake+powell+08+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239284352121205074" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBzMDIiMJ4CB5WbgHCNNBr3LCeE24Zbc377d7wgb8f1DBH7ltGBupIis5ghIA83YZ8GUPG312O2KF37os-5ajADuSSj5Q8sf6MOoymB2a8K9EGGJTI2kIBbj-Q4HzVm0cfqO422lUhAYg/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+070.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBzMDIiMJ4CB5WbgHCNNBr3LCeE24Zbc377d7wgb8f1DBH7ltGBupIis5ghIA83YZ8GUPG312O2KF37os-5ajADuSSj5Q8sf6MOoymB2a8K9EGGJTI2kIBbj-Q4HzVm0cfqO422lUhAYg/s320/lake+powell+08+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239280212791300914" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">(<span style="font-size:78%;">As you can see I was having hard time with this)</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">I was learning to surf behind the boat. It is so fun.</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> They always got right up and made it look so easy. Me on the other hand, I was so afraid I was going to go under the boat. </span><br /></span> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOa5yc_pljBJ-Ok0h9OMsyxhqFu5ZXo0tOyUoVBhC_cg6U553CecobpgftdlsFJ-2SthxGY__WUY7yzv2J89SwvU9iP2_bsKfTqzZ26u9K8U6HzzMtKXzKCdSslZMlfm10DaIUtKU9_wY/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+127.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOa5yc_pljBJ-Ok0h9OMsyxhqFu5ZXo0tOyUoVBhC_cg6U553CecobpgftdlsFJ-2SthxGY__WUY7yzv2J89SwvU9iP2_bsKfTqzZ26u9K8U6HzzMtKXzKCdSslZMlfm10DaIUtKU9_wY/s200/lake+powell+08+127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239281819923612690" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >I started feeling better and the rope was lose but I never could throw in the rope. Its more a security. I was getting a little better. </span><br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFxN5XSZIaXDb5oev0zT1r6s8SwhdpBL5JKMIwrWJGMnxyOAsewYZjovFj_HwHzo0A38Q4fWLf06ubmR6uy_6fTPFeUiBN8lu6LfROyYj2FHgNOU-6Oosjksmbv8Lvoup1f8J91RPOztI/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+137.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFxN5XSZIaXDb5oev0zT1r6s8SwhdpBL5JKMIwrWJGMnxyOAsewYZjovFj_HwHzo0A38Q4fWLf06ubmR6uy_6fTPFeUiBN8lu6LfROyYj2FHgNOU-6Oosjksmbv8Lvoup1f8J91RPOztI/s320/lake+powell+08+137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249750311468672738" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy653Uw69DCFn7du-zbls2imBCd-sHP8ayYp1kxjfJKUB-MEiBETdYYY3DTRfiKT7zfaX-jNDNtJplAe5u_X2_bRS_Ufzb1C620R6H-lAatWXn_w5pYYn6KVWoalFsd4UtnYPiZ7-AG2Q/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+131.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy653Uw69DCFn7du-zbls2imBCd-sHP8ayYp1kxjfJKUB-MEiBETdYYY3DTRfiKT7zfaX-jNDNtJplAe5u_X2_bRS_Ufzb1C620R6H-lAatWXn_w5pYYn6KVWoalFsd4UtnYPiZ7-AG2Q/s200/lake+powell+08+131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239285137071210146" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Okay need lots of practice!!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Typical guy. Has to show </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">me how it is done..</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTrJlkKC8I0sVc5x-e-OGR-1LZXcvoH8-ld2HnTp26uBduaHHQSggCHxYAWUrNHvLi9mTKqFsBF6pSEPPGF0_YVFCy5eo5_PBPSdO7p7gRV-s8a8nCJltqmCdQ64emjCvfCGVywAtyHCY/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+116.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTrJlkKC8I0sVc5x-e-OGR-1LZXcvoH8-ld2HnTp26uBduaHHQSggCHxYAWUrNHvLi9mTKqFsBF6pSEPPGF0_YVFCy5eo5_PBPSdO7p7gRV-s8a8nCJltqmCdQ64emjCvfCGVywAtyHCY/s200/lake+powell+08+116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239290149804490482" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">I thought I was scared before oh no, not holding on to the rope was </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">worse. We were laughing so hard. I was not much help I was laughing and screaming. It was probably the most we have ever argued. (ha ha ) About not touching the rope I was suppose to just stand there. I was impressed he could get us both off the boat on the board with out falling.<br /></span><img src="file:///Users/paige/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///Users/paige/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /><br /><img src="file:///Users/paige/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSB2f-pXZtJew24siHB-UucrCuNSmz8wOFzjWospoUuzVDIX81k9prWeTglu4PJgaG8FHoaQT0ovw4qa30a7JkqkseKRMzrpNnOVHa1opJq9IMT2dE3GabeDbU94fWj4OiagsdVHHilxM/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+119.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSB2f-pXZtJew24siHB-UucrCuNSmz8wOFzjWospoUuzVDIX81k9prWeTglu4PJgaG8FHoaQT0ovw4qa30a7JkqkseKRMzrpNnOVHa1opJq9IMT2dE3GabeDbU94fWj4OiagsdVHHilxM/s320/lake+powell+08+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249747500316731042" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEGNYP-tGkOPaePYLKr-cgD9U49FuYcA-vJMZBtcMgaWHjfZrJPG1e1xCe532LKDanBzsj2SRbaV4F-FPcx-d_kuNPLPLg467hmOOaHj3IdofXH-bazD_8N1pObjuSm3sASpEmQORTxwc/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+121.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEGNYP-tGkOPaePYLKr-cgD9U49FuYcA-vJMZBtcMgaWHjfZrJPG1e1xCe532LKDanBzsj2SRbaV4F-FPcx-d_kuNPLPLg467hmOOaHj3IdofXH-bazD_8N1pObjuSm3sASpEmQORTxwc/s200/lake+powell+08+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239291855976139586" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />We went down with some style.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Next I thought I could climb and jump off this cliff. So we swam to it climbed up and it was higher than I thought. I got up there and realized the only way down was to jump. </span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> I was waiting to jump. </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">After Cody had gone and came back up for me. I finally decided to jump. All the boats and people camping around it where watching and counting down for me to jump. I counted to 3 about 20 times and wondered the top of the rock looking for the best place to jump. After I finally jumped I went right up and jumped some more. I loved it. ( I didn't have the form his Uncle had.</span> <a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUuZmmjOZRNpaxuAy4G2OOdrfoYnvHQbyNP0npgPH8Y95FCSZsUiCLfNxYT6C2kv3fBziHRcgFKw2He9rN8ve1P1b-VfxgKJ-iKnx3FsECiseY53FX3I6ctaJ1KEhaFkRYZ3qU8Y7xGsA/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+151.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUuZmmjOZRNpaxuAy4G2OOdrfoYnvHQbyNP0npgPH8Y95FCSZsUiCLfNxYT6C2kv3fBziHRcgFKw2He9rN8ve1P1b-VfxgKJ-iKnx3FsECiseY53FX3I6ctaJ1KEhaFkRYZ3qU8Y7xGsA/s200/lake+powell+08+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249701365924687314" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span>)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixk4LtRxvLabPdwDMqYaOHCUOf8dEErJZpe5XWCPZhHjqgVJ53mkKzQsGUd2qrdpZ9bvyT_cffrYbWteuWa-bDySx472TdieOvwW3InQaaZldtP6kBh8BV1kRtbDCQpn51DZNLHu4QhEE/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+155.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixk4LtRxvLabPdwDMqYaOHCUOf8dEErJZpe5XWCPZhHjqgVJ53mkKzQsGUd2qrdpZ9bvyT_cffrYbWteuWa-bDySx472TdieOvwW3InQaaZldtP6kBh8BV1kRtbDCQpn51DZNLHu4QhEE/s320/lake+powell+08+155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249749540627480258" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglgLNaWv7XYh11hBZSIS1xbMpO1asPqg4ahYOULTNHpZ7bl-N8Fs_eJeQr3bke6eEKPVLk8GVOVxJZCQjpUZNhIKHGPLlhSS84NFaXfa4NNMgNkfdbUvEb0_DnElFLdOQHZnlTGs1uzeQ/s1600-h/lake+powell+08+155.jpg"><br /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lake Powell 2008 Mills Family</span></span>Paige Astlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801302635965517219noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127719965533039319.post-53040329525610920622008-08-14T12:47:00.000-07:002008-08-14T13:12:35.137-07:00Bear Lake!!These are some pics from Bear Lake, Ideal Beach Resort. We go every year with my grandparents! It is so fun and it has been a family vacation since I was born. I love to watch my nieces play just like we did as kids! It was fun to make new memories!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYE23GVEvtM8PpWXKWIr_jaAVM_PEY64_k_qdsdifeS-XpWIw18JJhhnANTpPwEsn-nup4QsM96QtDAqhJ74_Gl5gfRlE2lFf6mtnlbVyNzbZMwRmAyjJpcrZKVC2LC4k6fxenEQi9zow/s1600-h/bear+lake+2008+037.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234466848699400306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYE23GVEvtM8PpWXKWIr_jaAVM_PEY64_k_qdsdifeS-XpWIw18JJhhnANTpPwEsn-nup4QsM96QtDAqhJ74_Gl5gfRlE2lFf6mtnlbVyNzbZMwRmAyjJpcrZKVC2LC4k6fxenEQi9zow/s320/bear+lake+2008+037.JPG" border="0" /></a>This is me and my boyfriend, Cody!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfN899W2cxtFImdrEZ4xhJ3oJQWjs6QGUqL3MbWUBM5gjuo4f6vpe24DnfFDaafi6fTWNV1lbQvKeu_2l6lS2vqLEELq1HHe58SXI3ekxwJ957hWWmJeS2UxZiQ510q8uA6ZZkl44I-kY/s1600-h/bear+lake+2008+011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234466853004820402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfN899W2cxtFImdrEZ4xhJ3oJQWjs6QGUqL3MbWUBM5gjuo4f6vpe24DnfFDaafi6fTWNV1lbQvKeu_2l6lS2vqLEELq1HHe58SXI3ekxwJ957hWWmJeS2UxZiQ510q8uA6ZZkl44I-kY/s320/bear+lake+2008+011.JPG" border="0" /></a> We had so much fun! Kadence is so daring!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQzRiuTmMgQiYu2kJ5pVRV7yWkdVz8AUogqJfCK5asTUNWdZnkLmUwjljbJQOpcdHEmPe04ySW27ts6Qki6g_BD7CjRzZWdFj8KFdoRpkbqjuQfE2_quw2lzv9PCqRYO2c4gonqTXnYJc/s1600-h/bear+lake+2008+010.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234466860384824194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQzRiuTmMgQiYu2kJ5pVRV7yWkdVz8AUogqJfCK5asTUNWdZnkLmUwjljbJQOpcdHEmPe04ySW27ts6Qki6g_BD7CjRzZWdFj8KFdoRpkbqjuQfE2_quw2lzv9PCqRYO2c4gonqTXnYJc/s320/bear+lake+2008+010.JPG" border="0" /></a> My neices call me MIMI. I love them to pieces!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho0mhTPnY8gLplppxp9uzBPdiLIs9DVw-PGyY5YBTrawYquk6X5ASD1ubuZgdaiJndmBr3INuSgvZV_fdd28Rd8TkDA-s_bwQRmlMiuSejjWZAicdhE6PJAgft-RCoIH7MHo9460gjyQg/s1600-h/bear+lake+2008+006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234466866608464770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho0mhTPnY8gLplppxp9uzBPdiLIs9DVw-PGyY5YBTrawYquk6X5ASD1ubuZgdaiJndmBr3INuSgvZV_fdd28Rd8TkDA-s_bwQRmlMiuSejjWZAicdhE6PJAgft-RCoIH7MHo9460gjyQg/s320/bear+lake+2008+006.JPG" border="0" /></a> RELAXIN'!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfoIn7XNDsOpVZPF_V1Q4eJrjGTL_pbVMQ6GqJhsWprZwTQecCTB_vPeGKG7x2D_9WHxYtWbRaAbrLTVBwfO-BWcSvsqQqN8gEr5vkut7PIWSZDy9OWv18Kio-GxP7QPLZMHo9OUOM0Iw/s1600-h/bear+lake+2008+036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234466869061909058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfoIn7XNDsOpVZPF_V1Q4eJrjGTL_pbVMQ6GqJhsWprZwTQecCTB_vPeGKG7x2D_9WHxYtWbRaAbrLTVBwfO-BWcSvsqQqN8gEr5vkut7PIWSZDy9OWv18Kio-GxP7QPLZMHo9OUOM0Iw/s320/bear+lake+2008+036.JPG" border="0" /></a> My sis and me.Paige Astlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801302635965517219noreply@blogger.com14