tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83096017053103982862024-03-05T17:08:36.964-08:00eighty-twentyMarriage...equality unbalancedeightytwentyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08056250173605217137noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309601705310398286.post-14117308968669800152010-08-31T09:56:00.000-07:002010-08-31T10:08:06.788-07:00HUSBAND in High Demand!!<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">Rich, was just called to be our wards Young Mens President on top of his coaching responsibilities I feel like I might not ever see my husband again!! He loves working with the youth and feels edified when he works with the youth. I went and watched a practice last week and it was awsome to see him with outstretched arms on the shoulders of a huge football player. Later, he told me he was telling the boy he expected more from him and he wasn't reaching his potential. Rich has a magical touch when it comes to reaching out to adolescent boys.<br />I have been working 20-30 hours at Moonridge Academy doing therapy with adolescent girls. I love my job! The staff are very personable and it really feels like my second home.<br />Last Week, was a long week! By the end of the week I could hardly keep back the tears from being away from my baby for so long. I think he felt the same way as he reached for me when I picked him up on friday.<br />Abel has changed our lives, he is the best thing that has happened to me, I love to see him grow and learn new things. We have been forcing him in crawl position because he is content just chilling in one place. I think he might have Rich's personality, he certainly looks more like Rich every day. However, he gets bored easy and I think crawling would help with that.<br />This last weekend, Rich was stretched thin as he helped my family build a brick wind wall until Saturday afternoon, then, came home and helped me clean carpets for a few hours. We are feeling the fall coming and the urgency to get all our cleaning-repairing projects done before its too cold.<br />This morning was beautiful and crisp as I took Abel on a run in the running stroller and of course Abby ran along side us. My neighbor Tiffany was in our clan as well, I am thinking this is going to be a family affair a couple times a week. I have been struggling maintaining my workout regime since I started working at Moonridge.<br /><br /></span></span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01866562262203358501noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309601705310398286.post-86065978763703529172010-06-28T19:06:00.000-07:002010-06-28T19:45:32.996-07:00Emery County Progress - Cassie Ewell - June 8, 2010<a href="http://www.ecprogress.com/index.php?tier=1&article_id=9359">Emery County Progress - Cassie Ewell - June 8, 2010</a>: "HUNTINGTON-Cassie Lee Cox Ewell, 31, passed away at her home in Huntington, June 5, 2010. Cassie was born July 15, 1978 in Provo, Utah to Dennis and Angie Cox. Cassie married Rodney Mart Ewell on Nov. 23,. 1996 in Castle Dale, Utah and later solemnized in the Salt Lake Temple. She was superwoman, wife, mom, friend, sister, aunt. All who came in contact with her were touched by her service, love and sincerity. Cassie was determined to run life's race, she never gave up. She was determined to run strong and she sprinted to the end. Medical issues were only an obstacle to be hurdled.<br />Cassie Lee married Rodney Ewell shortly after high school, they were sweethearts in so many ways. They could country swing faster than the watcher could follow. Her bubbly personality melted life's cares away.<br />No one could ever question she had her priorities eternally focused. Her family was first. She would be in excruciating pain and attend her sweet girls' pageants, sports and church events.<br />She was an amazing hostess to family members and friends. She was always trying to get family together. She served with all her heart and might as PTA President, in Relief Society, in the Castle Valley Pageant and other activities.<br />She was a great mom and she loved to doll the girls up with fun costumes at Halloween and fix the girls' hair fancy for events. She wanted to be a part of every second of her babies' lives. She was born to be a mom.<br />She returned to her Heavenly Father June 5, 2010 after a big family get together and went to her peaceful slumber where she could rest from mortality's burdens. She wouldn't have had it any other way-serving family and finally a restful nap. Until we meet again dear Cassie."<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxJg58ZODRZ96AAq5_V7OKBBi004JK6mzSXZu1nReDutpPFnTjJ5k37tPTxPzftOha74OogVQOyDax-nXcf0Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01866562262203358501noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309601705310398286.post-69076793280674587322010-04-28T16:18:00.000-07:002010-04-28T16:23:02.390-07:00Abels Baby Blessing<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicPWwTpUZDC0nmrwnr5gb-CXH9sVMc9GMxDHORBilNALyLEMrcHfYVQWAM4zn2jKcso-l28W9q2FISt8pmRlNqo1sUMWCoQSIq8BYY9riFxmF0ekbc-HRd_eirBhZZLwp-OZoOXmd25et8/s1600/DSCN2062.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465332726527819698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicPWwTpUZDC0nmrwnr5gb-CXH9sVMc9GMxDHORBilNALyLEMrcHfYVQWAM4zn2jKcso-l28W9q2FISt8pmRlNqo1sUMWCoQSIq8BYY9riFxmF0ekbc-HRd_eirBhZZLwp-OZoOXmd25et8/s320/DSCN2062.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq_EW83fZI0L_SNS4VYYhyQyzIp-HocWdJY7qmmvZ8VEDmvDtqdpQN9NjO7jCU0b8NHX5SwUKjrGF94HPhtthWTRVXg4Xjnkm6bp3cgdRlU1vfBexaZ3hdLaHPJzedk3kf5Y1Sat3okqwm/s1600/DSCN2039.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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Its been a long time since I have updated my blog.<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">Okay, </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">So uhm since the last post we had a baby and named him Abel Wayne Harline. He is now 4 months old. Last night was a long night for poor Abel he was pretty backed up. Abel had a series of blow outs on me, Rich, the carpet, the rug, towels, clothes and up our arms. Oh course we took pictures on the phone camera during this crisis. We figured we would laugh about it later. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">I quit working at Diamond Ranch Academy as a therapist in December about a week before I had Abel. Abel was 3 weeks early. My water broke in the middle of the night when I went to the bathroom for the cazillionth time and took a leap over my dog to the bed. The water breakage was so small and slow I wasnt comletely convinced it was my water. So at 2 am I said outloud, "Uhm" then again a couple minutes later as I felt more leakage. Finally, Rich said, "What!" I said, "I think my water broke," we read part of the book What to Expect When Your Expecting for about an hour. Then, Rich quickly went back to sleep while my mind was racing the rest of the night. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">In the morning I told Rich to go to work; while I went to the hospital to find out if my suspicions were correct. I called my dad to go with me so Rich wouldnt take precious time off so he could be with me during the most crucial part of labor. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">So 24 hours later and dialated to a ONE! Ready to die, and scream I convinced my Dr. to give me a C-section. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">The relaxing breathing was long past relaxing, I was sick and tired of being in labor and everytime I felt a pang I clenched up and complained madly. The spinal relief came about the time I was ready to get my baby out myself and relieve myself from this nightmare.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">Abel was 5 lbs and 8 oz and he lost 6 oz in a week. Baby Abel was born to suck, however not on me. I realized by breast pumping I was nearly starving my little one and quickly went to the bottle. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">He began to gain weight slowly due to his inability to keep food down. His sphinkter muscle was not fully developed which made him spit-up all he consumed. The Pediatrician recommended putting rice in his formula so it would be thicker and would be more difficult to spit-up. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">The last appointment we went to, the Dr. said Abel was finally on the growth chart, so no longer a preemie he is about 12 lbs and 23 in long.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01866562262203358501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309601705310398286.post-78937494722842326262009-07-30T08:38:00.000-07:002009-07-30T08:41:01.947-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGsqKFYCyFB4kjZ_QXKCXKy-N7x1LhDuNLR0d_6T8HOabi3eYdqL2tnMmK9h9UveXjQRVHdcVKgpzVUPN5_IwLqIZpJW6XZPn1h3XelBbft2OWXJvZAXqUUB57ECSYq0-q87GyKut4cgTg/s1600-h/CIMG0019%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364278419502398002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGsqKFYCyFB4kjZ_QXKCXKy-N7x1LhDuNLR0d_6T8HOabi3eYdqL2tnMmK9h9UveXjQRVHdcVKgpzVUPN5_IwLqIZpJW6XZPn1h3XelBbft2OWXJvZAXqUUB57ECSYq0-q87GyKut4cgTg/s320/CIMG0019%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;">This is kinda old news, but this is one of the pictures of the baby taken exactly a month ago.</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01866562262203358501noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309601705310398286.post-69628934675425264962009-07-30T07:49:00.000-07:002009-07-30T08:34:39.700-07:00Pregnancy- 4 months down and 5 to go<span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;">BABY update: So, we are officially 4 months pregnant and because I am a high risk pregnancy I get to know how the baby is about every 2 weeks. So today we are going in for my 16 week checkup. Hopefully we get to find out if its a boy or a girl! The Dr. thought he saw a little sumin sumin between the babies legs, but said it was too soon to tell. Rich and I have a hunch its a girl, but either way we are excited. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;">This week I am finally looking like I am pregant instead of chubby around the middle and its really exciting, definatley seems more real. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Traveling Update: Rich and I just got back from Indiana two weeks ago from his Clark Family Reunion. It was really fun to see everyone at once in the family. Rich was in charge of annnouncing talents for the talent show and thought it would be funny to add a few terrible wife jokes.... and then the fight started. Heres a sample of the lame jokes- My wife asked for something that went from zero to 360 in 60 seconds for her birthday, so I got her a scale. And then the fight started, hello husband, I do not weigh 360 lbs!! </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">On our way to Indiana, I scheduled an extra-long delay in Denver so I could see my brother Bevan and his wife Charla and little Gavin. We roamed around downtown Denver looking for an Ice cream shop and finally caved for this weird health yogurt shop because of the lack of time. It ended up being delicious!!! Tangy, Tart, Fresh Rasberries, Blueberries, Strawberries, soooo yum.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">Job: Rich is moving up in the world starting in January. He will be the Operations Manager/ Program Manager for an Addiction recovery family called Recovery Plus it is being built and will be finished in January. The building is located north of the new Murry hospital. We have driven by it a couple times and watched the foundation being dug and laid. We are really excited for this opportunity.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">My job on the other hand has been a huge blessing to us. Despite the two hour commute each day which ends up being 50 hrs a week added to my already 40 hour week I really like it. I really enjoy running the Narcotics Anonymous groups. I have revamped the groups so they really focus on finding a higher power which I strongly believe recovery can' t happen without. I attended an official NA in St. George last week so I could model my NA more closely to the what a real NA would be like in the real world and it was amazing. I loved it, everyone was so friendly, they make you feel right at home and they celebrate every little step of recovery. I think we need to do the same, recognize those little sucesses, clap for ourselves! I think so many times we feel obligated to progress in life, when really we don't. We could just sit on our butts and eat bon-bons. So if we do that home project, cook a nice meal, forfeit that extra cookie, say hello to the neighbor, take our dog for a walk, write in our journal------------------CELEBRATE! We deserve it and we should recognize others sucesses as well! We are overly critical and judgemental and we miss out on life because of it. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">The other day after an NA this girl came up after NA and said she found her Higher Power last night and she was sooo excited. She said she was never one to believe in that kind of stuff, but she has been praying and something is there. She was just beaming, and a couple days after she was still talking about it. I love little sucesses in my job, sometimes I wonder if I am really helping anyone and this was one of those Yahoooo moments.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;">Rich: This man is the most amazing person ever, he is so helpful, so kind, and so grounded. Just what my yellow personality needs- a white personality to keep my roller coaster life on a milder roller coaster. He takes the dog for a walks, coaches football, goes to work, does his church callings, and has meetings for his new job. I am officially in love with him!!</span><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;">Speaking of my dog! She is grounded outside during the night because she has eaten 20 pairs of my underware, 10 pairs of my flip-flops and yesterday as I was pulling out of the parking lot racing to work. I reached down because my crotch felt a little too breezy and wahlah a huge hole eaten out of my crotch! I wanted to beat my dog Abby to death but she wouldn't realize why which is frusterating. My favorite comfortable capri's! URghhh! So she is no longer sleeping in our bedroom, cuz I think she is eating my stuff when she gets up in the night. Last night was her first night outside, she growled at us this morning when she came in and was hyper as all get out. I am not sure how to get her to stop eating all my clothes, she does not really eat Richs stuff other than his shoe laces and hat. SOS</span></strong><br /><br /> <a id="thumbnail" href="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j182/swiftian/0_030408/puppy_underpants.jpg"></a><a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j182/swiftian/0_030408/puppy_underpants.jpg&imgrefurl=http://zaiusnation.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html&usg=__NTL_xyiQwLRtNnfAHSWs3u_cEY8=&h=377&w=382&sz=34&hl=en&start=12&sig2=QJIG2ZlQ4qIcBmHqmDZzmw&um=1&tbnid=X7UhJb1AUM6SHM:&tbnh=121&tbnw=123&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dpuppy%2Beating%2Bpanties%26hl%3Den%26um%3D1&ei=ILxxSuqLE5nEtAOY-vz5CA"></a><a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j182/swiftian/0_030408/puppy_underpants.jpg&imgrefurl=http://zaiusnation.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html&usg=__NTL_xyiQwLRtNnfAHSWs3u_cEY8=&h=377&w=382&sz=34&hl=en&start=12&sig2=QJIG2ZlQ4qIcBmHqmDZzmw&um=1&tbnid=X7UhJb1AUM6SHM:&tbnh=121&tbnw=123&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dpuppy%2Beating%2Bpanties%26hl%3Den%26um%3D1&ei=ILxxSuqLE5nEtAOY-vz5CA"></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01866562262203358501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309601705310398286.post-3271464671525179142009-02-23T17:46:00.000-08:002009-02-23T18:15:28.467-08:00Lots of Update<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Family History, Family History, Family History,</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Rich and I have been taking a family history class, I tricked him. I have been interested in Family History but Rich has never really been into it. Usually people aren't into family history because they dont really know how to do it. I have contacted several italian people who have the last names of my ancesors from northern Italy where my great grandfather was from. </span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">It was really cool last night when I was looking up my Cox family line and found several kings from England and France (King Coal, King Henry, King Louis, etc). After talking to Richs dad there is a posibility that Rich is from the line of Norman (Normandy) kings from England-France. It is soooo exciting to feel like I am connected to peoples around the world.</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">-In order to understand the future (self), we must understand the past (self, family).</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">We went to Emery/Price last weekend for Presidents day. It was really fun to show Rich some of my old stomping grounds, my apartments in Price while I went to CEU, my old Junior High (San Rafael Jr). We also went to the ward on Sunday that I grew up in, it was fun seeing some of my favorite people. </span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Rich and I have been debating on getting a dog-- we are thinking a bulldog or a golden retriever. I would prefer a cat, but after begging for an animal for a year I'll take anything. </span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I (Jamie) am currently working at two different internships, one in Cedar at Turning Point Family Care which is a residential treatment center for adolescent offenders and youth in custody. My second internship is with Diamond Ranch Academy in Hurricane, Utah. I am over the sustance abuse groups and individual therapy. I am also teaching a painting class once a week for 8-12 yr olds. I have kinda put my painting on the backburner while I am studying for my Licensed professional counseling tests in June. I will be graduating in May from U of P. </span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Rich and I are super excited about our family trip to Hawaii with his dad's family. We have been working out a little extra so we will look hot in our swimwear. </span>eightytwentyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08056250173605217137noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309601705310398286.post-15968590884880332762008-11-12T22:53:00.001-08:002008-11-12T23:01:17.275-08:00Congrats to Rich!! on the new job<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9o1JQeMLgK-xF93V46qhDjY8y-BMBHl_8mIV9JizJVtjYvhwC1TbDW_lzsAUXPAxM1qa9SgiojgglD3c7xJEoJgk1169CTu4eF_EurbjQTopqwhi_PN4M0apjNW8xeoPadgoXGvjjH15R/s1600-h/DSC05766little.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268033233136902706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9o1JQeMLgK-xF93V46qhDjY8y-BMBHl_8mIV9JizJVtjYvhwC1TbDW_lzsAUXPAxM1qa9SgiojgglD3c7xJEoJgk1169CTu4eF_EurbjQTopqwhi_PN4M0apjNW8xeoPadgoXGvjjH15R/s320/DSC05766little.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Rich just found out today he will be working for the Leavitt Group here in Cedar, he starts December 8th. I know he will be awsome, he is so dedicated in whatever he does. Me on the other hand- I never can tell how devoted I will be because I have so many interests that distract me! Sleeping, excercising, crafts, home projects, school, or another brilliant idea that I go forward with so much gusto I forget anything else in the world exists.<br /><br /><br /><br /><p> </p><p>The Red Wall & Flowers from my Rich Darling-Harline</p><br /><br />Finally, I have the red wall I have wanted for years, we two toned it in the living room and kept it one color in the kitchen. The color was quite shocking at first, I wondered if I had made a huge mistake. Both Rich and I were paranoid that we might drip the unforgivable RED paint. It was really fun but a lot of hard work.<br /><br />Rich was so sweet the other day, he bought flowers and said it was celebrate Jamie day! Cute, he is everything and more I ever hoped for.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01866562262203358501noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309601705310398286.post-49971528027396392222008-08-18T20:57:00.000-07:002008-08-18T20:59:13.659-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgInJW7xVNBdp8eJWI0wt4E6epqWSkbzK0F4Ot92xv4aPoyZyRAFJJfSMHwfKXCfsgX78nx4Awv9Fdjbkvcmx_m6nqOZ92e2UklT1J_oOF9Uw67mnyRieEeykLESAahzMPn2AdbWZ2Wz71E/s1600-h/DSC05424.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236073355014139826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgInJW7xVNBdp8eJWI0wt4E6epqWSkbzK0F4Ot92xv4aPoyZyRAFJJfSMHwfKXCfsgX78nx4Awv9Fdjbkvcmx_m6nqOZ92e2UklT1J_oOF9Uw67mnyRieEeykLESAahzMPn2AdbWZ2Wz71E/s320/DSC05424.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>eightytwentyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08056250173605217137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309601705310398286.post-61834066999959630692008-08-18T19:47:00.000-07:002008-08-19T06:32:49.478-07:00What do the olympics and kittens have in common?For almost as long as we have been married, Jamie has been hinting how fun it would be to get a kitten. For as long as Jamie has been hinting, Rich has been changing the subject. Ignoring Jamie's growing, building, swelling attitude towards this feline fascination was not having the desired result Rich had hoped for. So.....on an early Thursday morning after Rich returned from playing basketball, Jamie attempted one last time to persuade him that he really did want a kitten.<br /><br />We had stayed up late all week enjoying the Olympics, or should we say the Michael Phelps Experience from Beijing. So after minimal sleep and some physically draining early morning basketball, Jamie asks Rich to join her for a conversation in the bedroom. Oh boy, This could go one of two ways. It's a fragile moment in a young newlywed couples life. "What could she have to discuss?" Rich wondered with his sleep deprived brain. He would soon regret taking those 14 steps upstairs to the bedroom.<br /><br />"I want a kitty!" Jamie exclaims with an intent in her eyes Rich had not seen in the nearly 8 months they had been married. Oh no! Rich calmly explains the reasons against this idea which, mind you, he has expressed on several previous occasions.<br />What he didn't plan for, and what came as a complete surprise, was Jamie's total commitment in convincing Rich he was going to get a kitten....TODAY! Here come the tears. Yep! She pulled out the big guns.<br /><br />Her name is "Olympia" or "Ollie" for short.<br /><br />Seriously, what can a guy do when the big guns go blasting?<br /><br />Jamie is very happy and has been found cuddling with Ollie constantly, Jamie and Ollie are good friends. Rich is now jealous of Ollie's "quality time" with Jamie and has also also warmed up to the Idea of having a kitten. His shoulder has become the perfect napping pillow for Ollie. Rich has found himself slowly letting his initial distaste for a feline disappear as he becomes attached (he is such a softy). However, is there gas-ex for cats? She has a serious chronic flatulence disorder.<br /><br />Oh, in case you didn't catch the connection.... Ollie is named for the Olympics we have been glued to this past week.<br /><br />Rich and Jamie....and now Ollie.eightytwentyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08056250173605217137noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309601705310398286.post-85058475254011877852008-07-08T23:02:00.000-07:002008-07-08T23:19:51.156-07:00Bevan do thee wed Charla Charrano?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4R5w-arx0t_NoN2Uqploqzis1-tuUaf4i2Xg8ftlfv92Kgcz7Ace-mk4fQfbQCf0_UE47pDbBXXfHrI-BPD3muFTO_JZ7nHaxu9aL2q6pbUKnO435aEs5UqtSE2wNuQG0usp_b3pZvPN2/s1600-h/BevanAndCharla.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220894495839622578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4R5w-arx0t_NoN2Uqploqzis1-tuUaf4i2Xg8ftlfv92Kgcz7Ace-mk4fQfbQCf0_UE47pDbBXXfHrI-BPD3muFTO_JZ7nHaxu9aL2q6pbUKnO435aEs5UqtSE2wNuQG0usp_b3pZvPN2/s320/BevanAndCharla.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />So this weekend we are going to Arizona to attend my brothers wedding (Jamie's). <br />Rich is sun burnt from helping out with football camp and hanging with the coaches at Canyon view High (where he coached last year). I have been zipping around on my bike everywhere in town. I have driven my car about twice in the last two weeks. <div>Rich is still playing basketball in the wee early hours of the morning with the old guys. We have been eating breakfast and spending more time out on our patio listening to the birds and the occasional loud lawnmower. I am still commuting to St. George every other weekend for school until May 2009 (urghhhh)!</div>eightytwentyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08056250173605217137noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309601705310398286.post-277939019905419522008-06-16T19:47:00.000-07:002008-08-18T20:54:28.527-07:00Indiana Jones and the Midnight Haircut<div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffff33;">The other night I was sooo sick of my hair and chopped it at midnight in the bathroom. Rich was sleeping so he could get up to play basketball in the morning with the old guys. So, when he got up to use the restroom I had to get his sleepy eyes to open up enough to see my new "Posh Spice/Victoria Beckham" haircut. He kept singing "I'll tell ya what I want - What I really really want" by the spice girls. He then crept into my bathroom before he went to basketball and wrote it on my mirror too!<br /><br />RICH'S Birthday- Rich has been wanting to watch Indiana Jones at the movie theatre so I got tickets and had an Indiana Jones cake made for his birthday. It was fun, and I was kinda sleepy because of a long weekend in St. George attending classes at the University of Phoenix.</span></div>eightytwentyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08056250173605217137noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309601705310398286.post-62821933648720775092008-06-16T18:52:00.000-07:002008-08-18T20:55:19.855-07:00Its really not eighty-twenty/Zions<span style="color:#ffff33;">Rich keeps joking about the relationship being an eighty-twenty relationship with me being eighty percent of the voice in the relationship. I am letting ya all know its not true, we are an equal partnership- sometimes I do get a little more voice in. I just don't want my inlaws to think I am a crazy-control freak that has to have little Richie under my finger.<br /><br />Now to the fun---We have a pass to Zions National Park and the last hike we did was Observation Point (8 miles round trip). Kolob is calling. No not that Kolob. Zion Ntl Park Kolob. We are headed to hike Taylor creek this week, a new fun adventure in Kolob canyon.<br /><br />Rich and I just sanded a dresser (took forever because we got so sick of it) and painted it a dark brown and made it look worn with new knobs and handles. It has been sitting in our backyard for almost a month. I kept hinting to him to do it cuz I didn't want to and then I got to it today while he cleaned the house and cleaned up the backyard. Yeah! Now I have my solice again. I love to sit in the backyard at my outdoor table and chair and read or plant stuff, just something outside.<br /><br />I also traded in my green scooter for a roadbike so I can do a triathalon in October in Las Vegas PUMPKINHEAD triathalon!! So I am contemplating joining the biking club. They go on 35 mile bike rides every tuesday and thursday morning at 6 am (thats where the problem is I HATE getting up early).<br /><br />School- I have decided to double up on my classes because this program (Masters of Mental Health Counseling) is taking soo long. I have my internship, which I am doing at a boys residential treatment center in Cedar City. Then, I have my Psychopharmacology class- which is difficult but thanks to my 1st year Nazi instructor all the brain stuff has already been drilled into my mind. I love the brain- it facinates me!! It is so cool how the tiny bursts of energy or chemicals can influence our behavior and bodies so significantly.</span>eightytwentyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08056250173605217137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309601705310398286.post-20304630629087411312008-05-30T16:12:00.000-07:002008-05-30T16:49:16.411-07:00Interviews, applications and callingsIt has been a month of sending resumes, filling out applications and traveling to interviews. Fortunately I have the time to spend. Recently finding myself out-of-work has allowed me to spend time looking for work. Strange how those go hand in hand. I have had meetings in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">SLC</span> with Morgan Stanley and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Advanta</span> banks. I don't think banking is for me. <br /><br />Jamie has also been applying for work as she continues to spend <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">allot</span> of time <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">internshipping</span> and finishing her course work for her masters program. Graduation for her is just 6 months away. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Hallelujah</span>! In the meantime Jamie continues to paint, redesign and create. My "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">ManHouse</span>" now has <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">curtains</span>, smelly things, and a sewing machine. Slowly but surely the house will also become 80/20...it's not far off.<br /><br />Jamie just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">received</span> a new calling, Relief Society secretary. She is excited. Funny story.....A few <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Sunday's</span> ago we had come home from church, I was relaxing downstairs and Jamie <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">disappeared</span> upstairs. When she emerged she had a bag of paper crafts, glue and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">scissors</span> in her hand with the purpose of heading out the door. I asked, "Where are you going?". "Oh, to the church" she says, but in a cryptic <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">purposely</span> avoidance tone. An hour goes by....<br /><br />Jamie returns with a funny look on her face. "I have a story to tell you", she says. Sheepishly she then goes on to explain that there is this relief society board in the RS room that has been bothering her for 2 months now. (In fact, it bothered her so bad one <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Sunday</span> she had to leave the meeting early). <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">She</span> had intended, without <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">anyones</span> knowledge, to change the message board. What was it that bothered her so much.....snowflakes. The boarder was done in snowflakes. "It's almost summer", she screams to me. "I couldn't take it any longer". <br /><br />Unfortunately when she went to make the change the room was being used. So being the social butterfly, Jamie strikes up a conversation with another sister from a different ward who is also in the hallway waiting. Eventually they get to the reason why they are waiting to get in the room. Jamie describes the message board and that it has been driving her NUTS! Jamie <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">mentioned</span> how her artistic side just can't allow it to continue. This sister, who she just met, politely agrees and says she can see how an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">artistic</span> mind would be unsettled. However, the board she just described was not Jamie's ward but the sister's ward she had just met. HA!<br /><br />The following <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Sunday</span> the board had been changed. That's my baby!eightytwentyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08056250173605217137noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309601705310398286.post-79804668396143543622008-05-14T21:00:00.000-07:002008-05-14T21:23:36.882-07:00Life in motionLately it seems as if the standard in normality is change. Family, friends, and on the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">home front</span> major life adjustments at the present seem to be typical. Two sisters picking up family and belongings and moving away from family and adjusting their life to new environments and creating new friends. One brother and wife preparing to move into a new home, another preparing for a new wife. Personally Jamie (eighty) and I (twenty) are <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">adjusting</span> to finding new employment as my employment with the Church Seminaries and Institute System comes to an end in a week. Where the search will take us is undetermined and without <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">definition</span> at the moment. <br /><br />We are hopeful and prayerful the search might be resolved quickly and efficiently. Unfortunately we are well aware of the time it can take to search, apply, interview and define the perfect employment opportunity. So, we're in it for the long haul, but hopeful for a speedy resolution.eightytwentyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08056250173605217137noreply@blogger.com1