<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:26:38.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mallory family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660.post-7548998901984685054</id><published>2009-10-23T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T07:53:56.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Handwriting Debut</title><content type='html'>I am SUPER excited. You could call this one of my most exciting life moments. I got my handwriting made into a font. I've always wanted to do it, and my sister's friend found this really fun blog that will do it. You can see them on &lt;a href="http://kevinandamanda.com/fonts/fontsforpeas/"&gt;http://kevinandamanda.com/fonts/fontsforpeas/&lt;/a&gt;. Mine are toward the top: Anna Banana, Quinny, Lovey Dovey, and Mee-Mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Amanda, for fulfilling a dream! I used one on our blog layout, which also features Quinn's artwork in the back. I love printing out a document and not being able to tell if I wrote it or not. Kinda geeky, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevinandamanda.com/fonts/fontsforpeas/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2999545632837473660-7548998901984685054?l=mallory-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/7548998901984685054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2999545632837473660&amp;postID=7548998901984685054' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/7548998901984685054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/7548998901984685054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-handwriting-debut.html' title='My Handwriting Debut'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660.post-498196176145822961</id><published>2009-07-02T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:09:47.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drum Roll Please...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My only real exciting news is that I'm here writing about the lack of exciting news in life. I know. What a let down from the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few things on my mind. First, my good friend asked if I had a blog, and I was embarrassed to point her to this really not cute blog I have going. I have tried pasting those darn codes for cute blogs and it tells me something about widgets. Any help please? (Not that I post much anyway, but perhaps if it were cute, I'd post more often.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another topic: technology. This keeps coming up with friends...teenagers and texting. I heard this fascinating woman on NPR the other day talking about the effects this is having on teenagers' development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny to me that teenagers had never, ever had cell phones until recently and now we (I use we loosely) think they're a necessity. Incidentally, in my senior year of high school my very cool aunt and uncle worked for a cell phone company and hooked me up with a phone. It was huge and probably had 100 minutes a year, but it was pretty sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link to the program (scroll down).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hereandnow.org/2009/06/rundown-625/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.hereandnow.org/2009/06/rundown-625/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on my mind: quotation marks. Every so often (for instance, right now) I get zoned in on a grammar thing that bothers me. In America we almost always put them outside the punctuation mark (some exceptions for question marks...don't need to go there though). The thing that really bothers me about it is reading books, magazines, etc. and finding this error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next topic: my fertility. People are starting to ask me if/when we're having another child. This really doesn't bother me at all, but I figure if I post the answer to that question I won't have to explain and people will know I'm honestly not in mourning of any kind. Really. I promise. The answer is (this could warrant a drum roll perhaps) I have had several miscarriages. Nothing seems to be wrong -- I have had some minor tests but don't plan to spend a ton of time/money unearthing the mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything, I feel even more grateful for the little beauties I've already been given. I didn't expect to exit my childbearing phase this soon (and maybe I am not quite exiting yet) but have plenty of plans in store for whenever that happens. I still think we'll have another one, but we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...anything else on my mind? Oh! Just how wonderful SYTYCD is. Love it. Love the ballerina. There is something exceptional about classical ballet. I just LOVE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next year when I post again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2999545632837473660-498196176145822961?l=mallory-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/498196176145822961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2999545632837473660&amp;postID=498196176145822961' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/498196176145822961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/498196176145822961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/2009/07/drum-roll-please.html' title='Drum Roll Please...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660.post-6069573061639608729</id><published>2008-10-18T08:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T09:15:05.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mallory Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's been two months, which means time for a new post. It takes that long for us to generate news in the family. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big news: I stood 1 hour and 15 minutes in line to get a free pie, and it was worth it. Grand Traverse Pie Company gave away 1000+ free pies last Tuesday. I was thrilled when I got a peach one (you had to take what they gave you), since I don't like pumpkin. Anna stood in line with me. I asked her several times if she wanted to leave and get a pie later (seriously...for $14 or $15 I myself would've just come back), but she wanted to stay. She is determined, especially when it comes to food. Anyway, it was a really great pie. I'm glad I got one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to babysit baby Sammy this week for the first time. He was great and we loved having him. It's so great to live near family...what a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will come as a shock to those who know us: we did yardwork. Yes, amazing. We had to have a tree taken down. It was right by the side of our house, and in the big storm a few weeks back one of the huge limbs fell down and missed our house by, like, 6 inches. Our home teachers happened to be in our driveway saying a prayer when it fell. So we had to take the rest down, and to save money we decided to get rid of the tree ourselves. Thanks to some good friends and neighbors it is gone, mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two great positives came from this...actually three. One, our house isn't at risk for major (costly) damage. Two, being outside we interacted with our neighbors...finally...after 2 1/2 years of living here. Three, we got motivated and took down some other dead stuff, and are excited to get our yard in decent shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I lied. Four positives. The other great one was we had the kids outside all day last Saturday and some evenings, and they worked and played with us. It was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That concludes this update. I'll post some pictures of our tree later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2999545632837473660-6069573061639608729?l=mallory-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/6069573061639608729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2999545632837473660&amp;postID=6069573061639608729' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/6069573061639608729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/6069573061639608729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/2008/10/mallory-update.html' title='Mallory Update'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660.post-4996097232023231602</id><published>2008-08-03T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T18:29:21.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What?  A New Post?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;It has been a long, long time since I posted anything.  I've decided my life in general is too boring to blog about.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Isaac says he's sure the world is waiting for my next blog post.  That's exactly why I'm putting something up here today.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;My big news, though, is that I am now an aunt.  I'm very excited about my little nephew, Sam.  You can check out his many photos here:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jordanandmaggie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.jordanandmaggie.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2999545632837473660-4996097232023231602?l=mallory-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4996097232023231602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2999545632837473660&amp;postID=4996097232023231602' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/4996097232023231602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/4996097232023231602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-new-post.html' title='What?  A New Post?!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660.post-5367498188576800030</id><published>2008-06-02T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:10:57.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris and Other Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I should really go to bed right now, but I'm not tired. Instead I'm ready random blogs that are friends of friends of friends. Does anyone else do this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I got my first speeding ticket last week as I was leaving the airport. I decided to write a letter rather than go all the way down near the airport to fight it. He was nice, but wrong! Any tips from fellow speeders? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;If anyone can tell me how to keep my pictures lined up, I'd appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lastly, I would like to watch season 2 of The Office but can't find it online. Is there anywhere to do this? I have 1 and 3 done, but am desperate for 2. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESrWrYmIBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Fsg6tX7Wjgk/s1600-h/254.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207475475238494226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESrWrYmIBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Fsg6tX7Wjgk/s200/254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESqs1hkj-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/kN0eb_nmKIo/s1600-h/188.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207474756405989346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESqs1hkj-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/kN0eb_nmKIo/s200/188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESr1PLXnrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/V-G7lW1kLQk/s1600-h/371.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207476000242769586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESr1PLXnrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/V-G7lW1kLQk/s200/371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESqscxJVTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KcnfKc9KI5U/s1600-h/234.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207474749760427314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESqscxJVTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KcnfKc9KI5U/s200/234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESrZswJJ1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/FzxaBdNT94E/s1600-h/373.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207475527145301842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESrZswJJ1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/FzxaBdNT94E/s200/373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESqraGaSXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YkLtj7wIp2w/s1600-h/250.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207474731864443250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESqraGaSXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YkLtj7wIp2w/s200/250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Here are some more pictures. One is of Notre Dame which was incredible. I loved walking through and thinking about how long it took, thinking about people worshipping there so long ago. One is at the Louvre which was also incredible. We, unfortunately, never went inside, but the exterior is breathtaking. And I loved the pyramid. It was much bigger than I imagined and really beautiful. One of these is Anna with Uncle Adrian, and then a couple of Isaac with the girls. I'm not in too many of these you'll notice! Um...one is just a shot of the boats on the river, and then a couple of the baguette girl. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESqtdOAjUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AtNXqrM00ts/s1600-h/248.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207474767061355842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESqtdOAjUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AtNXqrM00ts/s200/248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESqtHy8NoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KFXRP-i7hZk/s1600-h/233.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207474761310680706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESqtHy8NoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KFXRP-i7hZk/s200/233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESrYBvKVSI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-Y03p_PJe6E/s1600-h/431.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207475498418591010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESrYBvKVSI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-Y03p_PJe6E/s200/431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2999545632837473660-5367498188576800030?l=mallory-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/5367498188576800030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2999545632837473660&amp;postID=5367498188576800030' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/5367498188576800030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/5367498188576800030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/2008/06/paris-and-other-thoughts.html' title='Paris and Other Thoughts'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SESrWrYmIBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Fsg6tX7Wjgk/s72-c/254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660.post-3416765200228654068</id><published>2008-05-28T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:10:58.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to France Part One...Arles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are a few pictures from our trip to France. I'm having a hard time getting the pictures to just be straight.  I'm still a novice at blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We spent the first four days in a small town in the Provence region (southern France) called Arles. My favorite thing about the town was the cobblestone streets and the colors of their doors and shutters. The narrow streets were frightening at first...the little cars whip around the corners while we'd shuffle to the side with our double stroller. But we got used to it. This was one of my favorite doors...I love the mail on the doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD34pfG4vTI/AAAAAAAAAEc/h-mzN2f44YI/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205590135918869810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD34pfG4vTI/AAAAAAAAAEc/h-mzN2f44YI/s200/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD34MvG4vRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NtrI_WNRBbQ/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205589641997630738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD34MvG4vRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NtrI_WNRBbQ/s200/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD33c_G4vQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/veYiBPHpjrM/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205588821658877186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD33c_G4vQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/veYiBPHpjrM/s200/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD34MvG4vRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NtrI_WNRBbQ/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We saw some really amazing Roman sites that are a couple thousand years old. The ampitheater in particular was really cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD33c_G4vQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/veYiBPHpjrM/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks to Rick Steves, we found a FABULOUS ice-cream shop that also happened to be super cute. She only opened her shop from 2:30-6:30 or something. Everything was red and yellow. She had great flavors - pear was a huge fave and I loved the plum. She closed on our last full day because it rained in the morning. Quinn and I were very, very sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD35svG4vUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SnL9vwaVcOw/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205591291265072450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD35svG4vUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SnL9vwaVcOw/s200/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This next picture comes from another favorite part of the trip...the market. See those crates? Those are chickens and rabbits. You know, in case you want some fresh meat. We did NOT buy any of those. Here are some other maket pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD35s_G4vVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fOK5x8xKyVo/s1600-h/145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205591295560039762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD35s_G4vVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fOK5x8xKyVo/s200/145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD36qfG4vYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jenhsJuFuu8/s1600-h/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205592352121994626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD36qfG4vYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jenhsJuFuu8/s200/149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD36p_G4vXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_vHUrBSBdRQ/s1600-h/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205592343532060018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD36p_G4vXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_vHUrBSBdRQ/s200/148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Quinn figured out she loved the baguette, so we have a series of pictures with her holding a fresh one. I happened to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;love the croissant. But we didn't take pictures of me holding them. Somehow that probably &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD36pfG4vWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QclShV_IXGY/s1600-h/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205592334942125410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD36pfG4vWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QclShV_IXGY/s200/158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;wouldn't have been as cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD36qvG4vZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/wR1XPgDRcMs/s1600-h/141.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205592356416961938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD36qvG4vZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/wR1XPgDRcMs/s200/141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's it for this post. There will be more to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2999545632837473660-3416765200228654068?l=mallory-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/3416765200228654068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2999545632837473660&amp;postID=3416765200228654068' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/3416765200228654068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/3416765200228654068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/2008/05/trip-to-france-part-onearles.html' title='Trip to France Part One...Arles'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/SD34pfG4vTI/AAAAAAAAAEc/h-mzN2f44YI/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660.post-6816387093309128289</id><published>2008-05-24T08:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T08:33:19.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Important Correction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oops...I CAN'T buy watermelon anywhere else.  Costco watermelon rocks.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Get ready for a massive number of Eiffel Tower pictures coming soon.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2999545632837473660-6816387093309128289?l=mallory-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/6816387093309128289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2999545632837473660&amp;postID=6816387093309128289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/6816387093309128289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/6816387093309128289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/2008/05/important-correction.html' title='Important Correction'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660.post-7630478676191839629</id><published>2008-04-15T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T17:43:10.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Admission...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In my first post in, well, over a month, I'm somewhat embarrassed to admit I have become a fan of The Office.  In fact, I'm watching it right now online (it's a commercial).  I'm not quite sure why I like this show now, but I do.  In fact, I'm hooked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In other exciting news, Costco has watermelon again and I love it.  I've just decided I can buy watermelon anywhere else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pretty exciting right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2999545632837473660-7630478676191839629?l=mallory-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/7630478676191839629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2999545632837473660&amp;postID=7630478676191839629' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/7630478676191839629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/7630478676191839629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/2008/04/admission.html' title='Admission...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660.post-4437116114831089969</id><published>2008-03-11T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:10:59.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/R9cb0eTeQsI/AAAAAAAAABs/AdIsobEg7zs/s1600-h/IMG_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Here are the girls, pretending to have babies in their tummies! My friend, Emily, sent an email the other day out about her life with 3 boys...superheros, swords, super powers, etc. It sure is different with girls! Babies, princesses, house...it's very girly around here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/R9cb0eTeQsI/AAAAAAAAABs/AdIsobEg7zs/s1600-h/IMG_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/R9cb0eTeQsI/AAAAAAAAABs/AdIsobEg7zs/s320/IMG_0393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2999545632837473660-4437116114831089969?l=mallory-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4437116114831089969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2999545632837473660&amp;postID=4437116114831089969' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/4437116114831089969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/4437116114831089969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/2008/03/girls.html' title='Girls!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/R9cb0eTeQsI/AAAAAAAAABs/AdIsobEg7zs/s72-c/IMG_0393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660.post-6259750518385533306</id><published>2008-03-06T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:10:59.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/R9CyCi3o69I/AAAAAAAAABk/Dd7jp8Ff9r4/s1600-h/IMG_6648+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174831728638356434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/R9CyCi3o69I/AAAAAAAAABk/Dd7jp8Ff9r4/s200/IMG_6648+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My friend, Laurel, took some picures of us a couple weeks ago.  She did an amazing job.  I'll post a few of them...her website is laurelphotography.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;In other exciting news, I'm a soon-to-be aunt!  Yeah!  Maggie and Jordan are having a little boy.  Quinn is really excited to have a cousin.  We have a family tradition where we throw a party to announce the baby's gender.  I don't think we have a consensus on what to call this event.  I like my father-in-law's name - the Great Hat Party (because we wear boy party hats if we think it's going to be a boy, and girl party hats if we think it will be a girl).  I think we've also referred to it as the Coming Out Party (not my fave!) and the Sex Party (referring of course to the gender and not the creation of the baby...ha ha...is that inappropriate?!).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ok, it won't let me post any more pictures.  I'll have to upload them later.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2999545632837473660-6259750518385533306?l=mallory-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/6259750518385533306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2999545632837473660&amp;postID=6259750518385533306' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/6259750518385533306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/6259750518385533306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/2008/03/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/R9CyCi3o69I/AAAAAAAAABk/Dd7jp8Ff9r4/s72-c/IMG_6648+bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660.post-9209151456786452446</id><published>2008-02-26T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T19:38:50.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Barack Obama makes me tear up sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, Hillary kind of debates better.  Yes, McCain has a million more years of experience.  But I seriously welled up at one of Obama's speeches, and I think that counts for something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I frankly am tired of having to choose between what I personally consider mediocre options (i.e., Gore/Bush, Kerry/Bush).  Shouldn't a leader be inspiring?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love that this somewhat obscure man could stand a chance against the McCain/Clinton political machines.  I find him quite respectful and humble, and in spite of his excessive use of "that" in his book, I have enjoyed reading a more honest and complex view of the political landscape, rather than the rhetoric we usually hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I certainly don't agree with either side of the aisle completely, but I really like him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now...if it's Clinton and McCain, I'm in trouble.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As a side note, I really think they should have squiggly lines in these blogging boxes to tell you when you misspell a word.  Don't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2999545632837473660-9209151456786452446?l=mallory-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/9209151456786452446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2999545632837473660&amp;postID=9209151456786452446' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/9209151456786452446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/9209151456786452446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-heart-obama.html' title='I Heart Obama'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660.post-3493344544102609302</id><published>2008-02-22T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:52:08.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So my reporter brother, aka the next Matt Lauer, mentioned to me a few months back that his professors in college discouraged using the word "THAT." My mom agreed and said her grad school professors said the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm a little bit of a grammar junkie. As I contemplated this most important topic, I decided (that?) I agreed with this advice and began eliminating my usage of "THAT" whenever possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...I just read a book (I happened to be editing it actually) and deleted the vast majority of "THATs." Out they go!! Now I'm reading Barack Obama's book (&lt;em&gt;The Audacity of Hope&lt;/em&gt;). There are THATs all over the place. It's rather distracting, really. Frankly, it is detracting from my reading experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not sure it is correct to banish THATs so liberally. So, I have set out to find the answer. Are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like "THAT" is a relative pronoun. These link clauses together, for instance: I'm wearing the coat that I bought at the store. In English, if the relative pronoun is not the subject you are allowed to not use it. This is called a "zero relative pronoun." (See &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://grammar.ccc.commnet.edu/grammar/grammarlogs2/grammarlogs361.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://grammar.ccc.commnet.edu/grammar/grammarlogs2/grammarlogs361.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I say we do away with a lot of our THATs. They make things far too wordy for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2999545632837473660-3493344544102609302?l=mallory-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/3493344544102609302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2999545632837473660&amp;postID=3493344544102609302' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/3493344544102609302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/3493344544102609302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/2008/02/that.html' title='That...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660.post-7966886361109464941</id><published>2008-02-19T11:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:52:36.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with a Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;So I finally put some links up to other blogs, but I really want a cool blog. I am so behind! I guess I have to make some little graphics and pictures to stick on here. I'm not sure I'm buying into this whole blog thing yet though...what is the point exactly??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love reading some of my friends' blogs, but I'm not sure the Mallory household has too much exciting to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll try to make this cute and try to make it semi-interesting to read...later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2999545632837473660-7966886361109464941?l=mallory-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/7966886361109464941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2999545632837473660&amp;postID=7966886361109464941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/7966886361109464941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/7966886361109464941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-i-finally-put-some-links-up-to-other.html' title='Life with a Blog'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660.post-3333201941754962001</id><published>2007-11-04T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:11:00.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girlies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aren't these the cutest girls you've ever seen? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Quinn &amp;amp; I went to the pumkin patch for preschool. We took a tractor ride and had to yell, "C'mon Betsy" for it to start. (Betsy is the tractor's name, of course.) We had a nice day together. It was a huge bonus that pumkins are orange. I love orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's Anna posing for the camera, as she likes to do often. She thinks she's big enough to do whatever Quinn does...sit (or stand) on the chairs at the table, sleep in Quinn's bed, etc. Basically if Quinn is doing it, by default Anna wants to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/Ry6B2NGIN0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/VDVLVgBEm60/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129179793849857858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/Ry6B2NGIN0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/VDVLVgBEm60/s200/IMG_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/Ry6B2tGIN1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/_Vz6zqsLWNs/s1600-h/IMG_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129179802439792466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/Ry6B2tGIN1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/_Vz6zqsLWNs/s200/IMG_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2999545632837473660-3333201941754962001?l=mallory-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/3333201941754962001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2999545632837473660&amp;postID=3333201941754962001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/3333201941754962001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/3333201941754962001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/2007/11/arent-these-cutest-girls-youve-ever.html' title='My Girlies'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d6aeRkP3xww/Ry6B2NGIN0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/VDVLVgBEm60/s72-c/IMG_0107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2999545632837473660.post-4746843231503680155</id><published>2007-10-01T11:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:53:15.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All my friends are doing it, so I'm starting a blog for our little family. Yipee...I'm a blogger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2999545632837473660-4746843231503680155?l=mallory-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4746843231503680155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2999545632837473660&amp;postID=4746843231503680155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/4746843231503680155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2999545632837473660/posts/default/4746843231503680155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mallory-family.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-first-blog.html' title='Our First Blog'/><author><name>Brittany</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
