<?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-917171857375616059</id><updated>2011-07-13T16:32:24.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer and Sometimes Chris</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-379665644167885465</id><published>2011-03-22T15:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T15:52:10.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anything is better than studying...even blogging while watching Oprah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VhaRm4iNs4Y/TYkhtDI2QJI/AAAAAAAAAe0/MZnelJ0JMO4/s1600/P1011275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587033870550057106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VhaRm4iNs4Y/TYkhtDI2QJI/AAAAAAAAAe0/MZnelJ0JMO4/s320/P1011275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's garden time again! Last years garden wasn't so successful. Everything was miniature which is really creepy if you imagine a community of tiny farmers. Hoeing and weeding everyday with their tiny wives churning butter and their tiny children playing that game where they chase barrels with sticks. If you squint you can see them but it's hard to catch them because they scurry under that giant milk thistle weed you keep meaning to pull out. And every so often you grind one of them up in a green smoothie IICKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tg3DvdoegPw/TYkgvr-n4yI/AAAAAAAAAes/we4pFBnVlvE/s1600/P1011276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587032816361136930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tg3DvdoegPw/TYkgvr-n4yI/AAAAAAAAAes/we4pFBnVlvE/s320/P1011276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-379665644167885465?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/379665644167885465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=379665644167885465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/379665644167885465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/379665644167885465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2011/03/anything-is-better-than-studyingeven.html' title='anything is better than studying...even blogging while watching Oprah.'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VhaRm4iNs4Y/TYkhtDI2QJI/AAAAAAAAAe0/MZnelJ0JMO4/s72-c/P1011275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-4836419473333770757</id><published>2009-11-02T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:35:21.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloweiner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Su8KIT0NJNI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/f76m62l_M68/s1600-h/DSC_4635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399545616114984146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Su8KIT0NJNI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/f76m62l_M68/s320/DSC_4635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Attempt number two at a cute couple costume........failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-4836419473333770757?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/4836419473333770757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=4836419473333770757' title='45 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/4836419473333770757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/4836419473333770757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloweiner.html' title='Halloweiner'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Su8KIT0NJNI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/f76m62l_M68/s72-c/DSC_4635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-1413181924342079373</id><published>2009-08-18T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T16:31:40.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Brown</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day of medical school at the University of Utah. I didn't throw up on anyone or have a nervous breakdown, one day down, one thousand four hundred and sixty to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-1413181924342079373?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/1413181924342079373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=1413181924342079373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/1413181924342079373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/1413181924342079373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2009/08/doctor-brown.html' title='Doctor Brown'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-2486808569016406099</id><published>2009-07-22T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:40:28.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom Country!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdRbpc4bII/AAAAAAAAAb8/CnMhwvCZ9Vg/s1600-h/405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361343416833174658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdRbpc4bII/AAAAAAAAAb8/CnMhwvCZ9Vg/s320/405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fourth of July has always been one of my favorite holidays. I don't know why because I'm always grumpy waking up early for the balloon launch, I hate the loud cannon in the parade that looks like it's shooting out exploding baby diapers, I make snide comments about all of the slutty overly made up pre-teens doing wildly inappropriate dance routines, and I still bury my head in the blankets during the fireworks because I hate fire and loud noises. Nonetheless, i look forward to the fourth of July every year. We had a great time as usual celebrating various freedoms we enjoy as a typical Americans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdI645yybI/AAAAAAAAAb0/No1v8VSjWgQ/s1600-h/436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361334057952266674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdI645yybI/AAAAAAAAAb0/No1v8VSjWgQ/s320/436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdIlholTKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/YgACFkjiB3Y/s1600-h/438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361333690928811170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdIlholTKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/YgACFkjiB3Y/s320/438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are celebrating our freedom to overdose on legal stimulants aka coffee, while watching balloons in the wee hours of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdIHZOMpcI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Ws6O1Rrqa8c/s1600-h/442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361333173274584514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdIHZOMpcI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Ws6O1Rrqa8c/s320/442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after I got creeped out by the suspiciously low hovering smokey balloon that seemed to be leering at me from across the field we decided to get breakfast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361332841389251682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdH0E2kXGI/AAAAAAAAAbc/36PRben8jW0/s320/446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A lovely family portrait in which we are celebrating our freedom to be ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdGgE_06HI/AAAAAAAAAbE/pcPp2F_7bkI/s1600-h/532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361331398319073394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdGgE_06HI/AAAAAAAAAbE/pcPp2F_7bkI/s320/532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Late in the day we spent time with our extended family and Jess celebrated his freedom to have ridiculous hair and carry guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdHTGnx2RI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Bcc3nRWj3TQ/s1600-h/518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361332274928408850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdHTGnx2RI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Bcc3nRWj3TQ/s320/518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dans typical reaction to merriment. And later William celebrates his freedom to defend his property against emo, gun toting, merriment making trespassers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdUMbXQr0I/AAAAAAAAAcM/6NerDg7jvtg/s1600-h/539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361346453888347970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdUMbXQr0I/AAAAAAAAAcM/6NerDg7jvtg/s320/539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we have Chris celebrating two freedoms at once. First, his freedom to piss all over public property by skating at the local high school park, second to crush his skull by not wearing a helmet....freedom is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdUv4ghkOI/AAAAAAAAAcU/PYCkRWChwfs/s1600-h/499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361347063007252706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdUv4ghkOI/AAAAAAAAAcU/PYCkRWChwfs/s320/499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdCNH6xAHI/AAAAAAAAAac/z2f4Ponh07s/s1600-h/466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361326674639126642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdCNH6xAHI/AAAAAAAAAac/z2f4Ponh07s/s320/466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdBr_uHkLI/AAAAAAAAAaU/-hs1zLc1hRk/s1600-h/462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361326105502912690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdBr_uHkLI/AAAAAAAAAaU/-hs1zLc1hRk/s320/462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdFmG2ayWI/AAAAAAAAAa8/AvFqUvLE0u4/s1600-h/511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361330402384071010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdFmG2ayWI/AAAAAAAAAa8/AvFqUvLE0u4/s320/511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, even though he wore himself out skating, Chris still has time to practice his freedom of being a super fun cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdAwbdpihI/AAAAAAAAAaM/IIEptC3O_Qk/s1600-h/400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361325082157877778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdAwbdpihI/AAAAAAAAAaM/IIEptC3O_Qk/s320/400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are later that evening, Jake is enjoying his freedom to look like a creepy pedophile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the freedom of being able to light yourself and your loved ones on fire. In a surprising turn of events, Jake is the smart one running for cover as Chris gets his arm hair singed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdABJC30-I/AAAAAAAAAaE/lb_FidREXNU/s1600-h/423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361324269759878114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdABJC30-I/AAAAAAAAAaE/lb_FidREXNU/s320/423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Smc_X6bXSAI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/kq-JJ_nkCyY/s1600-h/427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361323561461434370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Smc_X6bXSAI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/kq-JJ_nkCyY/s320/427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah the best freedom of all...the right to be a dumb-ass. In the grand finale my freedom to have a relatively scar free face was nearly taken from me after a bottle rocket with no tail was launched from this questionable at best apparatus. I ran as far away as possible so of course the rocket flies right at me. Luckily I ducked in time and crisis was narrowly averted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Smc_IR18NjI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/uLE97FrrJvU/s1600-h/426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361323292869015090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Smc_IR18NjI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/uLE97FrrJvU/s320/426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all enjoyed your fourth and celebrating freedom as much as we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-2486808569016406099?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/2486808569016406099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=2486808569016406099' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/2486808569016406099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/2486808569016406099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2009/07/freedom-country.html' title='Freedom Country!!'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SmdRbpc4bII/AAAAAAAAAb8/CnMhwvCZ9Vg/s72-c/405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-4035660272646331718</id><published>2009-06-21T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:04:15.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Sj7mj2Ac1PI/AAAAAAAAAZM/v5Ir_sR7Rug/s1600-h/fail-owned-joker-fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/ScT8X272tgI/AAAAAAAAAYU/EXySOLTp3F0/s320/dan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In keeping with the tradition of posting things three months after they occur, today I am posting about New Years! Happy 2009 everyone!! We had a great New Years Eve mostly because my brother Dan came home from his mission but also because 2008 is over! Adios 2008, don't mind me if I kick you in the bum on your way out. The official 2008 anthem is army of me, and not the nice version by Bjork but the screaming original by Helmet. However, instead of focusing on the negative I will stick to my glass half full attitude and list some positive things about 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The New Kids on the Block got back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My neon clothes and purple eyeshadow that I've been wearing for the past few years are finally cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sarah Palin became McCains running mate. While she did not win, nor did she help women in government gain respect, she did succeed in providing me with top notch entertainment for a solid four months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The Tudors on Showtime, I had no idea pre-elizabethan england was so....naked. While I wonder about some of the historical accuracy (I'm pretty sure the F bomb didn't make an appearance until the 1940's), I do appreciate that everyone in the royal court is super hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned earlier, Dan came home from his mission New Years Eve. As can be expected from the Anderson family, no one was there to meet him. This was of course not intentional, but mom and dad were running late, so I went straight to the airport from work to meet him. All of the terminals look the same to me so I thought there was only one. So I sat in the (wrong) terminal for half an hour while Dan sat in the (other) terminal all alone, not knowing if anyone would ever pick him up. My family finally showed up and as the picture above was being taken I was still sitting all alone in the (wrong) terminal. At any rate, Dan is home and I'm very happy about it. Since this post is partly about lists, I will list three reasons why Dan is awesome:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It took only 48 hours of being home from his mission before I got him to commit to watch the very R rated. Sweeny Todd The Demon Barber of Fleet Street with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He went to French Canada but brought me home an umbrella from China Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. One of his New Years resolutions was to start doing gypsy violin street performances in Salt Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of Dan's resolution setting inspired me to set my own resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't eat any sugar for 6 months....unless it's something really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This started out as a strict no sugar goal but Jan. 2 someone brought chocolate cupcakes to work and the resolution was immediately amended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Watch as much reality television as possible before I start school in 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Read War and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Protect Dan from being stabbed by hobos whilst street performing the gypsy violin in Salt Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Look into going to spy school instead of medical school. I'm pretty sure I can still use the stethoscope Jake gave me for Christmas to crack safes, or as some sort of doctor disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Learn the entire punch-dance choreography from footloose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Stop saying the F word in my head so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Trick Chris into saying the F word so when I fail to keep resolution 7 and accidentally say the F word out loud, he won't be as upset with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Don't ever watch Twilight, read Twilight, or even talk about Twilight no matter how much your friends, family and co-workers say it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's March now I'm sorry to report that I watched Twilight a few weeks ago and I even liked parts of it. Man that Stephanie Meyer has my number, how did she know I always fall for vampire lust/hot tweens pretending to be teens that don't shower, are pale, super strong and might kill you, but are trying really hard not to. I wouldn't call it a work of art, but she deserves all the money she's made for her uncanny ability to exploit the most fundamental emotions of thousands of stay at home moms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will close this belated New Years post with some pictures of Chris's family. The picture of Chris smiling is my favorite. He always makes stupid Zoolander faces in pictures but he was testing the new smile function on the camera for this shot. If you press the smile button, the picture won't snap until the subject is smiling. Chris flashed this huge smile for a Milli-second and boom right at the&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/ScT784H_XyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/J3F5REkd3C4/s1600-h/chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315650483480649506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/ScT784H_XyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/J3F5REkd3C4/s320/chris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; apex of the smile! I spend all day long extracting DNA from blood and amplifying it with enzymes from bacteria in hot springs, yet this smile button technology escapes me completely. Hope everyone else is having a great 2009! On a side note, after googling"The F word" I learned that it is a cooking show in England :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/ScT8Bz-e-pI/AAAAAAAAAYE/zxLNWjDrD2A/s1600-h/Fam+at+Dennys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315650568266381970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/ScT8Bz-e-pI/AAAAAAAAAYE/zxLNWjDrD2A/s320/Fam+at+Dennys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-5409417583569710812?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/5409417583569710812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=5409417583569710812' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/5409417583569710812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/5409417583569710812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-dan-and-2009.html' title='2009, lists, and the F word'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/ScT8X272tgI/AAAAAAAAAYU/EXySOLTp3F0/s72-c/dan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-704237862821301357</id><published>2009-02-12T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:11:01.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Wish Ya Weren't Dead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZSiHBH6ZLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8x_ZlxGTYC0/s1600-h/charlesdarwin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302040902766322866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZSiHBH6ZLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8x_ZlxGTYC0/s320/charlesdarwin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is the 200th birthday of my two favorite dudes in history, Charles Darwin and Abraham Lincoln. In addition to his most excellent discoveries in the field of evolution, Darwin is famous for saying this, “I have tried lately to read Shakespeare, and found it so intolerably dull that it nauseated me.” Maybe that is one of his lesser known quotes but to my brother Dan, the lover of all things Shakespeare I say HA! Darwin could kick Shakespears ass up and down. Today I am wearing my Darwin is a hottie t-shirt to honor his memory...which ironically Dan made for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302051443600168562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZSrskyilnI/AAAAAAAAAWc/cu9eJn3MUnA/s320/g8146_u5338_Abraham_Lincoln.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool dude number two is Abraham Lincoln. Lincoln kicks butt for many reasons but I am&lt;br /&gt;especially fond of how he treated his rivals and pardoned so many AWOL soldiers during the civil war. He was brilliant, compassionate, hard working, and saw value in every human being. If&lt;br /&gt;these great men were alive today they may not be able to solve the economic crisis, but I have a feeling they would find solutions to many of the problems that plague our generation. I am confident that if honest Abe were still around, he would be able to get teenagers to stop wearing such un-believably tight pants, annoying words like sexting, and OMG would be made illegal, and calorie-free chocolate would be eaten at every meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also today is my friend Darren's birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302051060338777554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZSrWRB53dI/AAAAAAAAAWU/ycJZsYRToaA/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZSirGRFAzI/AAAAAAAAAWE/raDs2uBXTo0/s1600-h/g8146_u5338_Abraham_Lincoln.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-704237862821301357?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/704237862821301357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=704237862821301357' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/704237862821301357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/704237862821301357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-wish-ya-werent-dead.html' title='Happy Birthday, Wish Ya Weren&apos;t Dead.'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZSiHBH6ZLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8x_ZlxGTYC0/s72-c/charlesdarwin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-2700960401553044622</id><published>2008-12-30T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T16:34:51.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Extravaganza colon Mega-Post for Slackers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SY22yvnMHlI/AAAAAAAAAV0/1pr9SJhyuM8/s1600-h/HappyHolidays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300093319375494738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SY22yvnMHlI/AAAAAAAAAV0/1pr9SJhyuM8/s320/HappyHolidays.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I am a super-slacker and have had this post in my draft file for months now. We had a great holiday season with lots of relaxing and family time. Dan came home from his mission and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jakes&lt;/span&gt; new wife, Veronica got to celebrate all of the screwed up Anderson family traditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kicked off the holiday season with Halloween. My mom makes a fun dinner of homemade pizza, cupcakes and rootbeer. She gets pretty stressed out about it and starts making cupcakes three days before Halloween. By the time Halloween actually gets here we are all grumpy and we get like three trick or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;treaters&lt;/span&gt; so we all sit around in our costumes and stare at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; which is occasionally &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;interrupted&lt;/span&gt; by a fight and/or Garfields Halloween special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of my mom &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grumping&lt;/span&gt; about how the pizza is burning so she doesn't have time to put her costume on. To which I replied "don't worry about it you are already wearing a bitchy housewife costume." The other picture is Chris in his nerd costume. I was all excited to get cute costumes this year, I thought we can be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Cinderella&lt;/span&gt; and Prince Charming...but no.. the only costume Chris wanted was the nerd or the patient gown with a huge butt hanging out of the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SVrBN0h-VoI/AAAAAAAAAT0/YWlbfC9xJcI/s1600-h/DSC_3033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285749555856299650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SVrBN0h-VoI/AAAAAAAAAT0/YWlbfC9xJcI/s320/DSC_3033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285748770603441602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SVrAgHPGncI/AAAAAAAAATk/QjR01BuksWQ/s320/DSC_3035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad on the other hand gets pretty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;psyched&lt;/span&gt; about Halloween because his joy in life is to scare little kids. So he waits by the door and as soon as someone knocks he opens the door and screams "WHAT DO YOU WANT" in a scary voice. He pretends to be embarrassed when it's an adult but we all know he loves it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287074594956941298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SV92VP1ml_I/AAAAAAAAAUM/D_ElxCl3ZAM/s320/P1011138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are at another Halloween party with some friends. Somewhere between my parents house and this party Chris lost is pocket protector and nerd glasses for his costume. He decided to dress up as a hippie and I'm Ms. Freddie Kruger. We had a lot of fun &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hangin&lt;/span&gt; with our buddies, Collin and Jed came together as Yin and Yang. I must admit, this costume did not do much to resolve the questions I have regarding their sexual orientation. Sure you have a girlfriend Jed, I just wonder why no one has ever met her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SV925ZocDmI/AAAAAAAAAUs/8LwgkNOsN80/s1600-h/P1011158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287075216061369954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SV925ZocDmI/AAAAAAAAAUs/8LwgkNOsN80/s320/P1011158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SV92qCA_qUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/CDGHQoadYmI/s1600-h/P1011151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287074952023877954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SV92qCA_qUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/CDGHQoadYmI/s320/P1011151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Chris and Dave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SV92hniW7tI/AAAAAAAAAUc/y0xREAFpaeM/s1600-h/P1011143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287074807477104338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SV92hniW7tI/AAAAAAAAAUc/y0xREAFpaeM/s320/P1011143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SV92cSwDZOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/eoBNODkrvIs/s1600-h/P1011140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287074715998053602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SV92cSwDZOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/eoBNODkrvIs/s320/P1011140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julie and Christian in a cute couple costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SY21vx-nIFI/AAAAAAAAAVs/j4CbFBKzoL4/s1600-h/thanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300092168959369298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SY21vx-nIFI/AAAAAAAAAVs/j4CbFBKzoL4/s320/thanks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alrighty&lt;/span&gt; on to Thanksgiving. The Anderson tradition for this holiday involves waiting in line for an hour to eat at Chuck-a-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rama&lt;/span&gt; with all of the old and sick people too tired to make their own meals. I must not be a very nice person because I always get grossed out at chuck-a-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rama&lt;/span&gt;. I can't help but notice the people whose skin is flaking off into their mashed potatoes or drooling into their cranberry sauce because they are overly medicated. Not to mention my favorite, the crazy lady shoving 12 dinner rolls into her purse. I try to convince my family to go somewhere else every year but I always lose. I don't know the old man in this picture, it is the only pic of chuck-a-rama I could find on the internet. But that makes sense because you can't take a picture at chuck-a-rama without an old person being in it. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SY2tc46JDfI/AAAAAAAAAVU/dJGRhLOgalo/s1600-h/chuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300083048309132786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SY2tc46JDfI/AAAAAAAAAVU/dJGRhLOgalo/s320/chuck.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; However, I must admit we have made some good memories there. Like the time my dad smuggled a napkin of jelly beans out and spilled them all over the floor as he was walking out the door. Hundreds of candy beans bounced all over in front of a huge line of people. Or the time Mike paid &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jes&lt;/span&gt; 10 bucks to drink 10 glasses of blue &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;slushee&lt;/span&gt;. His mouth was blue for days. After the Chuck we go see a movie. It's always something lame because we can never agree on what to see. Chris wants to see the latest Jason &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Statham&lt;/span&gt; movie, I want to see a chick flick and Dan wants to see some artsy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;piece&lt;/span&gt; of crap that usually involves Phillip Glass as the composer. I wanted to see Australia this year but apparently no one else was as excited to enjoy three hours of Hugh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jackman&lt;/span&gt; as I was so we saw Bolt instead.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SY2w7EOZq5I/AAAAAAAAAVk/yc64qfZXbdw/s1600-h/hugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300086865277856658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SY2w7EOZq5I/AAAAAAAAAVk/yc64qfZXbdw/s320/hugh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 3-D glasses from the movie did come in handy later when I browsed the black &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; specials in three dimensions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SVrBiD2r9aI/AAAAAAAAAT8/foB3mBeS0uo/s1600-h/DSC_3060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285749903567091106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SVrBiD2r9aI/AAAAAAAAAT8/foB3mBeS0uo/s320/DSC_3060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to Christmas!!! So the Anderson family screws up this holiday by opening all the presents on Christmas eve. This is also the only time of year my mom spends hours making homemade rolls. My dad hides a dime wrapped in foil (this used to be a button but somehow &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;volved&lt;/span&gt; to pocket change) in one of the rolls and whoever gets it wins 10 bucks. So naturally we pulverize the rolls into which so much love and effort was put. Chris and I got spoiled as usual for Christmas, Chris got a bunch of skateboarding stuff and I got an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;, a coat and a SUPER nice cardiology stethoscope that Jake got me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SVrB2lsPsMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/UmRgMQxKGJI/s1600-h/DSC_3098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285750256247484610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SVrB2lsPsMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/UmRgMQxKGJI/s320/DSC_3098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SV93A9vKD6I/AAAAAAAAAU0/sNOLauk1Bbc/s1600-h/P1011175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287075346012311458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SV93A9vKD6I/AAAAAAAAAU0/sNOLauk1Bbc/s320/P1011175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas morning Chris's family &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; us with a new Christmas tradition of their own. Christmas dinner at........Chuck-a-rama..............Dammit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-2700960401553044622?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/2700960401553044622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=2700960401553044622' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/2700960401553044622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/2700960401553044622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-extravaganza-colon-mega-post.html' title='Holiday Extravaganza colon Mega-Post for Slackers'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SY22yvnMHlI/AAAAAAAAAV0/1pr9SJhyuM8/s72-c/HappyHolidays.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-4792467053451180486</id><published>2008-12-30T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T12:27:13.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Browns: Action-Hero and Underwear Model</title><content type='html'>So Chris shaved his head awhile ago, and all of a sudden thinks he is Bruce Willis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SVq_U_LRrHI/AAAAAAAAATc/t6HmB-FBNjY/s1600-h/DSC_3150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285747479949716594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SVq_U_LRrHI/AAAAAAAAATc/t6HmB-FBNjY/s320/DSC_3150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SWYdvv19EdI/AAAAAAAAAU8/-rMHPUV8gdw/s1600-h/willis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288947518527050194" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SWYdvv19EdI/AAAAAAAAAU8/-rMHPUV8gdw/s320/willis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I can see the resemblance, but the really strange thing is, I I look just like his super-hot girlfriend Emma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Heming&lt;/span&gt; don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SWkCZ_W2daI/AAAAAAAAAVE/MEyT8atPS1U/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289761882850620834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SWkCZ_W2daI/AAAAAAAAAVE/MEyT8atPS1U/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SWkCfBofabI/AAAAAAAAAVM/F04PJaZ3n-A/s1600-h/emma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289761969360824754" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SWkCfBofabI/AAAAAAAAAVM/F04PJaZ3n-A/s320/emma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Uggghh&lt;/span&gt; it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; annoying when you have paparazzi jumping out of the bushes everywhere you go. I mean come on people there is a war in Iraq! Leave all of us beautiful people who just happen to look exactly like a super-famous movie star couple alone and let us live our lives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-4792467053451180486?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/4792467053451180486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=4792467053451180486' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/4792467053451180486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/4792467053451180486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2008/12/browns-action-hero-and-underwear-model.html' title='The Browns: Action-Hero and Underwear Model'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SVq_U_LRrHI/AAAAAAAAATc/t6HmB-FBNjY/s72-c/DSC_3150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-7082104597992947371</id><published>2008-12-06T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T08:50:59.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why My Day Was So Awesome...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I'm a loser and I'm okay with it but sometimes a crowded room of men find out I'm a loser all at once and that can suck. So I'm at work and I'm in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;break room&lt;/span&gt; for lunch, the room is full of about 12 guys (and one chinese lady). I walk in wearing my I heart science t-shirt and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ergomate&lt;/span&gt; shoe covers...which are exactly as nerdy as they sound.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276713358415739538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 77px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/STqm153tupI/AAAAAAAAAS4/SIX4QnJ-Nd4/s320/ergomate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  So anyway I walk in and some guy shouts out "nice moon boots!" which instantly transported me back to the horror that was Jr. High.  I smile and laugh but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt; part is that now the whole room of men(and one chinese lady) is looking at me as I pull out what I thought was string cheese from my lunch bag.  I begin to open said string cheese and when I don't recognize the soft stringy texture that I was expecting, I look down and realize I had just opened a TAMPON in front of everyone! If that wasn't bad enough I switch the super adsorbent pearly pink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tampax&lt;/span&gt; for actual string cheese and proceed to drop it in the garbage after I have removed it from the packaging.  As I stare down into the garbage I take stock of the situation.  On one hand the garbage liner had just been changed and I was very hungry, on the other hand I could feel everyone in the room staring at me (mostly because I had just shouted out oh crap) I realized I had already been humiliated by such a large factor that any additional humiliation would be relatively small.  So I grabbed the string cheese out of the garbage and ate it outside on the sidewalk all by myself.  Later on that day I had pretty much recovered from lunch incident and decided to check out my favorite blog.  Just as I scroll down to discover a post with the title &lt;strong&gt;SEX COOKIES&lt;/strong&gt; in huge bold letters I hear someone say "excuse me" I turn around and discover someone standing behind me wondering if I had completed a project they were waiting for.  I try to explain that I am very busy today (which I don't think he bought because I had my sex cookie blog up on one screen and a shoe shopping website up on another screen) as I'm explaining I can see he is staring right through me at the sex cookie blog so I try and lean over to scroll down the screen.  In my head I thought it would be inconspicuous but turns out, not so much the guys eyes followed the sex cookie all the way down the screen. So that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; but he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Russian&lt;/span&gt; so whatever sex cookies are I'm pretty sure he's into it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-7082104597992947371?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/7082104597992947371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=7082104597992947371' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/7082104597992947371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/7082104597992947371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-my-day-was-so-awesome.html' title='Why My Day Was So Awesome...'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/STqm153tupI/AAAAAAAAAS4/SIX4QnJ-Nd4/s72-c/ergomate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-4918679988019042537</id><published>2008-11-22T11:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T15:38:57.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"So, Barbie, are you a real doctor or a doctor like Dr. Pepper is a doctor ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last month Chris and I drove to phoenix because I had a medical school interview. As you can see, moments after we pulled out of our driveway we were excited about the trip ahead. However, since my interview was at 7am the next morning we had to drive straight through. I also had to be back to work the next day so I drove home after my interview (the interview was a seven hour process!!). The trip ended up being long and exhausting which will explain my lack of awesome pictures.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShjnXTDs1I/AAAAAAAAASE/beVR1COh14k/s1600-h/P1011116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271572891757163346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShjnXTDs1I/AAAAAAAAASE/beVR1COh14k/s320/P1011116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did have time to stop by the side of the road and check out the land that Chris's parents bought..(I snuck this picture of chris going off into the bushes to take a dump) I hope his parents aren't reading this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShjgnn5neI/AAAAAAAAAR8/7ROhVUT6ajM/s1600-h/P1011118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271572775880465890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShjgnn5neI/AAAAAAAAAR8/7ROhVUT6ajM/s320/P1011118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had to drive behind this smelly sewer-dump truck through a large construction zone. It would spill what I can only imagine is nasty urine water out of the back of the truck every time it would accelerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShjaFOzx-I/AAAAAAAAAR0/1YhQ4CFyNZI/s1600-h/P1011120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271572663569205218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShjaFOzx-I/AAAAAAAAAR0/1YhQ4CFyNZI/s320/P1011120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is over a beautiful bridge we stopped at (sadly we had to drive by the grand canyon without stopping) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShjSQzDCXI/AAAAAAAAARs/T51wIkvajV0/s1600-h/P1011123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271572529235036530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShjSQzDCXI/AAAAAAAAARs/T51wIkvajV0/s320/P1011123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, here is what a picture of the grand canyon would look like if we had taken one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShq9VDvfRI/AAAAAAAAASU/yKuEOF2AEus/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271580965694569746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShq9VDvfRI/AAAAAAAAASU/yKuEOF2AEus/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to play the lottery while in good ol AZ and here I am winning both times! A profit of 1.00 thank you very much.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShiBCYND7I/AAAAAAAAARc/yjYVKrCmIB0/s1600-h/P1011125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271571133794946994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShiBCYND7I/AAAAAAAAARc/yjYVKrCmIB0/s320/P1011125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShrlvjYMUI/AAAAAAAAASc/5cFOq4lQyYs/s1600-h/P1011126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271581660001349954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShrlvjYMUI/AAAAAAAAASc/5cFOq4lQyYs/s320/P1011126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris wanted his picture taken by this erection bolt for some reason, maybe because it's called an erection bolt. This was right after I had to pee on the side of the road in an indian reservation because Chris said it would be at least 100 miles before we get to a place to stop. I ran out into the darkness about 100 ft from the car and became instantly terrified of Indigloshis. The long legged undead people that don't have eyes and run at high speeds next to your car and kill you (thanks Kenley Grover!) I couldn't remember how to spell Indigloshis and when you google long legs no eyes runs fast, a zillion websites for spiders come up, no wonder spiders are the worst! And by the way as soon as I got back in the car we drove around a corner and there was a gas station :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShhwNjcLKI/AAAAAAAAARM/iXi-bSjshDg/s1600-h/P1011127.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271570844737088674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShhwNjcLKI/AAAAAAAAARM/iXi-bSjshDg/s320/P1011127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally made it home! Here is the tally for the&lt;br /&gt;trip:&lt;br /&gt;Dumps taken in the wilderness: 1&lt;br /&gt;Fights about getting lost: 3&lt;br /&gt;Times summer was right about the directions: 1&lt;br /&gt;Times Chris was right about the directions: 0&lt;br /&gt;mg of caffeine Summer consumed: 900&lt;br /&gt;Times Summer had to pee on the side of the road : 1&lt;br /&gt;Times Summer peed on her foot: 1&lt;br /&gt;# of sprinkles cupcakes consumed: 3&lt;br /&gt;# of skate parks chris went to: 3&lt;br /&gt;# of skate parks chris was kicked out of: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShuvpiaEpI/AAAAAAAAASk/klCKbxNMPTo/s1600-h/Midwestern_University_Glendale_campus.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271585128720241298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShuvpiaEpI/AAAAAAAAASk/klCKbxNMPTo/s320/Midwestern_University_Glendale_campus.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though our trip kind of sucked I got accepted to Arizona College of Medicine two weeks later!! I'm still hoping to get into the University of Utah (they send out acceptances in April). But whether it's in Utah or Arizona I'll start medical school in August!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShpuuH-ecI/AAAAAAAAASM/0wj2BHkZ6_Y/s1600-h/Midwestern_University_Glendale_campus.bmp"&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/917171857375616059-4918679988019042537?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/4918679988019042537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=4918679988019042537' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/4918679988019042537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/4918679988019042537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-barbie-are-you-real-doctor-or-doctor.html' title='&quot;So, Barbie, are you a real doctor or a doctor like Dr. Pepper is a doctor ...&quot;'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SShjnXTDs1I/AAAAAAAAASE/beVR1COh14k/s72-c/P1011116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-2843447131886810147</id><published>2008-10-25T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T15:02:00.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's summer highlights</title><content type='html'>We have been doing lots of fun stuff lately but I can't get any of my pictures from my camera....(damn mac computers!) so here are some pics already saved on my trusty pc of highlights from this summer.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SQOGZlL22TI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ePWkYZtnCZc/s1600-h/mentos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261196563735566642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SQOGZlL22TI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ePWkYZtnCZc/s320/mentos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this year we had a family mentos challenge. Whoever could get the highest fountain of coke (exploding into the air from putting mentos into the bottle) wins. Chris and I won the challenge and here we are as victors! The shot is blurry cuz my mom took it.....she bought a super expensive camera but all her shots are blurry because she can't figure out how to use it. My mom and technology really deserves a post all on its own..stay tuned for that one it'l be a humdinger!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SQOHT1XJZ8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/Pjc9bjzxZ3E/s1600-h/dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261197564510300098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SQOHT1XJZ8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/Pjc9bjzxZ3E/s320/dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dammit! why do my pictures always post above the ones I just posted! maybe I should not give my mom crap about her lack of skills. ANYWAY here is a lovely pic of my dad. This was actually taken last halloween but it made the ward newsletter after rumors were circulating of my dad being a "granola" bishop. Maybe the mistake was made after he gained a reputation in the neighborhood for being a bee whisperer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261199432407978450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SQOJAj0qEdI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-QaPkM_olLM/s320/DSC_2811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here we are on the fourth of july chris has fireworks in his hands and he is exploding them in my face. This had been going on for about 20 min before this picture had been taken. It is starting to become clear to me why I don't want to have any children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261200949989878498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SQOKY5QYKuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/1I_hYdzNlt8/s320/chris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This was Chris's birthday which is on FLAG DAY! Here's a shout out for those of you who hold that holiday dear to your heart...yes you know who you are. This holiday/birthday was not celebrated as it so often is, or should be, by driving by driving ranges with huge flags flying out of your family mini-van...but by chris playing on his new birthday surf n slide. Next year he said he wants to have his birthday party at the trampoline place jump it....once again insight into reasons why the brown family has enough kids as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SQOROKi1hlI/AAAAAAAAAQU/s3_dQmwJM3g/s1600-h/chris3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261208462233536082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SQOROKi1hlI/AAAAAAAAAQU/s3_dQmwJM3g/s320/chris3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SQORZwHhFII/AAAAAAAAAQc/KPWXh27OALQ/s1600-h/chris2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261208661298058370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SQORZwHhFII/AAAAAAAAAQc/KPWXh27OALQ/s320/chris2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SQORgptyhII/AAAAAAAAAQk/pm4dxrFxr0k/s1600-h/trane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261208779838620802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SQORgptyhII/AAAAAAAAAQk/pm4dxrFxr0k/s320/trane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is our favorite pup Trane she hates water but we love to put her in this life jacket and throw her into lakes.  She is an awesome swimmer but is terrified of getting even her feet wet.  If you say bath she will cower down on her belly, slink out of sight and hide in the couch. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well that's it for summer's summer highlights. Chris and I are excited that it's fall and we have many things to look forward to.  Chris just got a promotion at his job.  He gets to work with Certiport's Koren clients which means he gets to use his Korean again, something that he loves.  He has also found a new hobby in skateboarding.  He called me out of breath one day because he was so excited he had just stuck ollies and bonlesses for the first time.  I am still working at Myriad Genetics as a laboratory tech and I LOVE IT! I am also a student teacher assistant at UVU in the anatomy class which I also enjoy.  I have recently interviewed at my two top choice medical schools and will interview in San Francisco next month.  Dan my brother gets back from his mission in January and we are really excited for that! That's all for now later gaters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-2843447131886810147?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/2843447131886810147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=2843447131886810147' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/2843447131886810147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/2843447131886810147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2008/10/summers-summer-highlights.html' title='Summer&apos;s summer highlights'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SQOGZlL22TI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ePWkYZtnCZc/s72-c/mentos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-2432564332015765847</id><published>2008-08-30T15:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T16:38:14.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gradewashun from skewl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I FINALLY graduated from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; on August 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, the day before my 10 year high school reunion. It only took me ten years and 197 credits! Laugh if you must, I wouldn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SLnQblwDImI/AAAAAAAAAMI/RjRKIhcRqgo/s1600-h/DSC_2854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240448813830972002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SLnQblwDImI/AAAAAAAAAMI/RjRKIhcRqgo/s320/DSC_2854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e the way I pursued my education for anything. I don't have a favorite class because I loved all of them. Over the years my schooling has taught me many things but there are a few lessons that I cherish more than others. I have learned to question what surrounds me including &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; and my beliefs. Self examination has become a way of life for me and because of this I have learned to view the world with an open mind. This in turn has allowed me to experience beauty that is so overwhelming sometimes I can't breathe. I have learned that no matter how different two subjects may seem, there is an undercurrent of humanity and life that unites everything into one elegant pattern. Now that I am done with this phase of my education I can't wait to return to school and earn my M.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SLnZztsxVYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6brAtXeLeWw/s1600-h/DSC_2861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240459123886216578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SLnZztsxVYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6brAtXeLeWw/s320/DSC_2861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SLnQ6VtSPrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QORD4d_VVx4/s1600-h/DSC_2803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240449342100356786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SLnQ6VtSPrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QORD4d_VVx4/s320/DSC_2803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SLnQuBnIkOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/mFGa5wz27Tg/s1600-h/DSC_2824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240449130547417314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SLnQuBnIkOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/mFGa5wz27Tg/s320/DSC_2824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SLnQmDCqiJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ZgzvUQWM4jc/s1600-h/DSC_2853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240448993492371602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SLnQmDCqiJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ZgzvUQWM4jc/s320/DSC_2853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jakes&lt;/span&gt; money saving solution to a college degree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SLnQ-H-0SyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4FwoPVI_wYk/s1600-h/DSC_2795.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SLnQ-H-0SyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4FwoPVI_wYk/s1600-h/DSC_2795.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SLnQ-H-0SyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4FwoPVI_wYk/s1600-h/DSC_2795.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-2432564332015765847?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/2432564332015765847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=2432564332015765847' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/2432564332015765847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/2432564332015765847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2008/08/gradewashun-from-skewl.html' title='Gradewashun from skewl'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SLnQblwDImI/AAAAAAAAAMI/RjRKIhcRqgo/s72-c/DSC_2854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-8564690418690585707</id><published>2008-08-15T16:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T17:01:37.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trekies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SKYVwEPejtI/AAAAAAAAAMA/1E-lwkYvn8k/s1600-h/trekies.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234895532381343442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SKYVwEPejtI/AAAAAAAAAMA/1E-lwkYvn8k/s320/trekies.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom and dad went on a pioneer trek...God bless em they just aren't as young as they remember...they would make damn fine pioneers though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-8564690418690585707?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/8564690418690585707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=8564690418690585707' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/8564690418690585707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/8564690418690585707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2008/08/trekies.html' title='Trekies'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SKYVwEPejtI/AAAAAAAAAMA/1E-lwkYvn8k/s72-c/trekies.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-7975753752323193648</id><published>2008-07-26T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T09:47:23.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guatemala</title><content type='html'>So I am FINALLY posting pictures from my trip to Guatemala and Honduras. I helped to organize a medical student exchange program and this trip was our first exchange after six teachers/students came here in March. We spent two weeks shadowing doctors and learning about the health-care system we also made wonderful friends and I'm excited to go back next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItTu2mSFyI/AAAAAAAAALw/wIlsnSZWVyA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227363856888764194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItTu2mSFyI/AAAAAAAAALw/wIlsnSZWVyA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are having fun at night in one of my favorite places to eat while we were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItTp6S3BfI/AAAAAAAAALo/3KdiNgpXPaM/s1600-h/the+circle.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227363771981694450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItTp6S3BfI/AAAAAAAAALo/3KdiNgpXPaM/s320/the+circle.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are sitting in a round about where the students took us to hang out at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt;....it was cruising at its finest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMxvVy3yI/AAAAAAAAALg/O_ZfbLCL4AA/s1600-h/DSC_0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227356209898774306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMxvVy3yI/AAAAAAAAALg/O_ZfbLCL4AA/s320/DSC_0237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is us doing rounds with a physician from the obstetrics ward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMuRgb5CI/AAAAAAAAALY/5b7ydVFUZ5k/s1600-h/DSC_0177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227356150350734370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMuRgb5CI/AAAAAAAAALY/5b7ydVFUZ5k/s320/DSC_0177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture was taken in a very small clinic way up in the mountains in the middle of coffee plantations one of my favorite days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMqvwT0vI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xAKZrAOjWEk/s1600-h/DSC_0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227356089750901490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMqvwT0vI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xAKZrAOjWEk/s320/DSC_0165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is in the same small clinic, this boy had cut his ear nearly off by getting it caught in some barbed wire while jumping over a fence. I look like I am watching the procedure but really I am watching the super-hot doctor....and not the one sitting in the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMh-d3k2I/AAAAAAAAALI/ZsthtD37Zk4/s1600-h/DSC_0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227355939081261922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMh-d3k2I/AAAAAAAAALI/ZsthtD37Zk4/s320/DSC_0119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are again with the medical students in the community hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMcLc1JtI/AAAAAAAAALA/k83mz1xI5Hg/s1600-h/DSC_0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227355839487354578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMcLc1JtI/AAAAAAAAALA/k83mz1xI5Hg/s320/DSC_0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the surgeons and assistants in the community hospital. About 70% of the doctors in this city are women, it is almost entirely an altruistic pursuit because the great majority of the people cannot afford to pay for medical services and there is virtually no health insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMZGRKtYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/amCI-ZS9K-4/s1600-h/DSC_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227355786556650882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMZGRKtYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/amCI-ZS9K-4/s320/DSC_0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the triage area of the community hospital. All of these people are waiting to see just two doctors. This is the only hospital for a large area so people from all over travel for days to see the doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMS1t8HII/AAAAAAAAAKo/pse_edc6y-g/s1600-h/DSC_0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227355679034711170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="103" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMS1t8HII/AAAAAAAAAKo/pse_edc6y-g/s320/DSC_0039.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of us attending a pulmonary pathology class with the medical students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMWUUqh-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/WWYHnq2gXo8/s1600-h/DSC_0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227355738789808098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMWUUqh-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/WWYHnq2gXo8/s320/DSC_0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are at another small clinic with the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMPeu4nqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/3P5EN1zk7Nk/s1600-h/DSC_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227355621325053602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMPeu4nqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/3P5EN1zk7Nk/s320/DSC_0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of a super cool volcano in Antigua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMMGYnmDI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Krah8fbtoWw/s1600-h/DSC_0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227355563249604658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItMMGYnmDI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Krah8fbtoWw/s320/DSC_0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was one of my favorite parts of the trip, the Aztec ruins in Honduras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-7975753752323193648?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/7975753752323193648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=7975753752323193648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/7975753752323193648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/7975753752323193648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2008/07/guatemala.html' title='Guatemala'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1EP7dy526II/SItTu2mSFyI/AAAAAAAAALw/wIlsnSZWVyA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-711779447261439092</id><published>2008-07-17T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T16:44:12.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you remember about me</title><content type='html'>Got this tag from my friend, and thought it sounded fun.&lt;br /&gt;I left a comment on hers so now it is on to #2 so here you go......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, forever or for just a short time. Anything you remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you can't say anything nice, don't comment. If you do, I'll delete it OR point out what a jerk you are!OK those are the rules.......Tag you are it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-711779447261439092?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/711779447261439092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=711779447261439092' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/711779447261439092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/711779447261439092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-do-you-remember-about-me.html' title='What do you remember about me'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-2199202963770092673</id><published>2008-05-25T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T19:26:45.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabulous 40's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SDoZa1nCZjI/AAAAAAAAAI0/e1OVdH7-0Qc/s1600-h/DSC_2081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SDoZa1nCZjI/AAAAAAAAAI0/e1OVdH7-0Qc/s320/DSC_2081.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204500268238136882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake and Veronica got married a few weeks ago here are some pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As can be expected, Chris took every opportunity to steal the spotlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SDobBlnCZpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/WQx3AZzSiCY/s320/DSC_2028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204502033469695634" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SDoZb1nCZlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/9I0iuny_NjI/s320/DSC_2059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204500285418006098" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reception had a cool 40's theme which I interpreted as dressing like an evil black-widow woman.  The perfect mix of class and slut.  You will notice that although Dan is on his mission, we found a way to include him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SDoYNVnCZiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/UhyyVqAYLAE/s1600-h/DSC_2154.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SDobBVnCZoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8NRIyRo03xM/s320/20080330_0204.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204502029174728322" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jes and I were in charge of keeping track of the gifts............but after we saw how much fun we were missing, we decided it sounded like a better job for Dan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SDobB1nCZqI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CjkpfqtNI2g/s320/DSC_2091.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204502037764662946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SDobCFnCZrI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tvrHQX0dIuM/s320/DSC_2108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204502042059630258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that night I snuck Trane into the reception.  Mom was happy to see her favorite grand-dog.  However, Jake the hater of all of God's helpless creatures was not psyched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SDoXHVnCZhI/AAAAAAAAAIk/GpBJmleIGZs/s320/tanenmom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204497734207432210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SDoYNVnCZiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/UhyyVqAYLAE/s320/DSC_2154.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204498936798275106" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at the end of the night I decided I would make up for neglecting my responsibilities and I "took care" of the gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-2199202963770092673?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/2199202963770092673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=2199202963770092673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/2199202963770092673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/2199202963770092673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2008/05/fabulous-40s-wedding.html' title='Fabulous 40&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SDoZa1nCZjI/AAAAAAAAAI0/e1OVdH7-0Qc/s72-c/DSC_2081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-7155664488012205238</id><published>2008-03-09T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T20:50:46.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa Chris's Climbing Emporium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R9Sv64D57-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/YKdabXjt94c/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175955297771581410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R9Sv64D57-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/YKdabXjt94c/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R9SveoD579I/AAAAAAAAAIE/kBYsZydK4hM/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175954812440276946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R9SveoD579I/AAAAAAAAAIE/kBYsZydK4hM/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R9SvKoD578I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Vnkpylf-Hzs/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175954468842893250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R9SvKoD578I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Vnkpylf-Hzs/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R9SuxID577I/AAAAAAAAAH0/RDqT7EZxruw/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175954030756229042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R9SuxID577I/AAAAAAAAAH0/RDqT7EZxruw/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures of Chris's climbing wall he built in our garage. He is getting strong here and is excited about the upcoming climbing season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-7155664488012205238?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/7155664488012205238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=7155664488012205238' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/7155664488012205238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/7155664488012205238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2008/03/grandpa-chriss-climbing-emporium.html' title='Grandpa Chris&apos;s Climbing Emporium'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R9Sv64D57-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/YKdabXjt94c/s72-c/DSC_0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-1184807478613447073</id><published>2008-01-23T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T21:04:22.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Settlers of Catan (aka chris gets his butt kicked!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R5gcBny8lKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0Aixv51fWTE/s1600-h/set2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158904187341018274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R5gcBny8lKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0Aixv51fWTE/s320/set2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Game starts off friendly enough....chris rolls a seven and decides to take a resource card from me..... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158899187999085634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R5gXeny8lEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4fWnTSmd7vY/s320/set3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris is used to ruling at everything so he gets distracted from the game by trying to prove that he can break the castles with his massive climbing crimp strength......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R5gZBny8lFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/BVbtNMssJpw/s1600-h/set4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158900888806134866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R5gZBny8lFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/BVbtNMssJpw/s320/set4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But as Chris tests his manly strength I build two cities and get the largest army...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158902203066127474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R5gaOHy8lHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Beq34vNikOo/s320/settlers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158902426404426882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R5gabHy8lII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/N_tdU99bpOI/s320/set6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now it's near the end of the game and Chris still hasn't beaten my army....this is a look of genuine concern.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158903040584750226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R5ga-3y8lJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/eGDZAwDf1NA/s320/set5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So Chris loses the game and throws all the pieces in the air thinking it somehow means he still wins because we have to pick them all up......I don't think so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-1184807478613447073?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/1184807478613447073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=1184807478613447073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/1184807478613447073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/1184807478613447073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2008/01/settlers-of-catan-aka-chris-gets-his.html' title='Settlers of Catan (aka chris gets his butt kicked!)'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R5gcBny8lKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0Aixv51fWTE/s72-c/set2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-460081136083616851</id><published>2008-01-02T19:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T19:55:34.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R3xcjX8M7ZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/1yOLIWx5zFM/s1600-h/yard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R3xcjX8M7ZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/1yOLIWx5zFM/s320/yard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151093836596702610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R3xatn8M7WI/AAAAAAAAAFo/sISxPegHZtU/s1600-h/bathroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R3xatn8M7WI/AAAAAAAAAFo/sISxPegHZtU/s320/bathroom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151091813667106146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R3xat38M7XI/AAAAAAAAAFw/LXWUyKE7H5k/s1600-h/DSC_1189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R3xat38M7XI/AAAAAAAAAFw/LXWUyKE7H5k/s320/DSC_1189.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151091817962073458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R3xauX8M7YI/AAAAAAAAAF4/IEazjYMJl1o/s1600-h/kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R3xauX8M7YI/AAAAAAAAAF4/IEazjYMJl1o/s320/kitchen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151091826552008066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R3xYnX8M7VI/AAAAAAAAAFg/1voghiRQHbM/s1600-h/DSC_1176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R3xYnX8M7VI/AAAAAAAAAFg/1voghiRQHbM/s320/DSC_1176.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151089507269668178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of our house we are just barely getting everything decorated and packed away so I'll post more pics as we get moved in! For now we couldn't be happier in lehi. It is always quiet, everything is just a few minutes away but we are surrounded by farms so we feel like we are in the country.  Christmas was fun we got a big flat screen TV that chris plays video games on.  I have enjoyed a break from school because last semester I finished my med school applications, was president of the premed club and ran the cafe, It just about killed me &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-460081136083616851?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/460081136083616851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=460081136083616851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/460081136083616851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/460081136083616851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-house.html' title='new house'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R3xcjX8M7ZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/1yOLIWx5zFM/s72-c/yard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-311520344411983006</id><published>2007-12-05T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:40:15.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Christmas Trees and Kitties Don't Mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R1eKmCDTdoI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GGg-3GYDps0/s1600-h/PC240859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140729885657101954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R1eKmCDTdoI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GGg-3GYDps0/s320/PC240859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R1eKCiDTdnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5LxEZJ36vLs/s1600-h/PB280850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140729275771745906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R1eKCiDTdnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5LxEZJ36vLs/s320/PB280850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R1eK_yDTdpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-dKyRUSmvUw/s1600-h/PC260861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140730328038733458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R1eK_yDTdpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-dKyRUSmvUw/s320/PC260861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We would like to put up a christmas tree in our new house but after what happened last year we are having second thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-311520344411983006?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/311520344411983006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=311520344411983006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/311520344411983006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/311520344411983006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-christmas-trees-and-kitties-dont.html' title='Why Christmas Trees and Kitties Don&apos;t Mix'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R1eKmCDTdoI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GGg-3GYDps0/s72-c/PC240859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-7237393908891929317</id><published>2007-11-25T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:21:35.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R0o1dLjEvAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/PfwqQol0DoU/s1600-h/P1010873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136977100401851394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R0o1dLjEvAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/PfwqQol0DoU/s320/P1010873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R0o1CLjEu_I/AAAAAAAAAEw/1C9VT92A3TA/s1600-h/thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136976636545383410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R0o1CLjEu_I/AAAAAAAAAEw/1C9VT92A3TA/s320/thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136978092539296786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R0o2W7jEvBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YlvF2Ts8pds/s320/P1010883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here is what happened on thanksgiving. at 7pm Chris got into a gun fight with two little kids, 10 pm he gets angry at the guy with a huge head on his shirt so he spends ten minutes trying to rip off his shirt like a strong guy. Eventually he succeeds and I make his shirt into a lovely thanksgiving scarf. the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-7237393908891929317?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/7237393908891929317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=7237393908891929317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/7237393908891929317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/7237393908891929317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving.html' title='thanksgiving'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/R0o1dLjEvAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/PfwqQol0DoU/s72-c/P1010873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-2624054307625476808</id><published>2007-11-15T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T09:13:35.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris is a hot-pants 5.13 climber!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Rzx-FrjEu7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/H2MfDPYpWM4/s1600-h/hell.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133116311349803954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Rzx-FrjEu7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/H2MfDPYpWM4/s320/hell.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Rzx-GLjEu8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/sXKmsc4QpHQ/s1600-h/hell2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133116319939738562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Rzx-GLjEu8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/sXKmsc4QpHQ/s320/hell2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Rzx-HLjEu9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/bf7OSd1Ki54/s1600-h/hell3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133116337119607762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Rzx-HLjEu9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/bf7OSd1Ki54/s320/hell3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Rzx-HrjEu-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/AdPtDQpYvUc/s1600-h/New+Image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133116345709542370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Rzx-HrjEu-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/AdPtDQpYvUc/s320/New+Image.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics of Chris climbing his first 5.13 in AF canyon. I was very very proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-2624054307625476808?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/2624054307625476808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=2624054307625476808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/2624054307625476808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/2624054307625476808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2007/11/chris-is-hot-pants-513-climber.html' title='Chris is a hot-pants 5.13 climber!'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/Rzx-FrjEu7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/H2MfDPYpWM4/s72-c/hell.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-2927796109339860373</id><published>2007-11-13T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T14:46:53.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/RzopRAKfz7I/AAAAAAAAADw/W5jAHxTfTuE/s1600-h/new+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132460097420644274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/RzopRAKfz7I/AAAAAAAAADw/W5jAHxTfTuE/s320/new+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we bought our house and my stomach is still in knots! Here is a picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-2927796109339860373?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/2927796109339860373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=2927796109339860373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/2927796109339860373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/2927796109339860373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-house.html' title='New house'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/RzopRAKfz7I/AAAAAAAAADw/W5jAHxTfTuE/s72-c/new+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-917171857375616059.post-4289752718725916934</id><published>2007-10-30T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T23:44:00.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blog frog jog....prague</title><content type='html'>Well hello I have succumb to the pressures of the world wide inter-web and created a blog...mostly because Julie and Casey have one but I thought it might be nice to spread love and joy to all who happen upon this primitive and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-exciting blog. However, if you are creepy or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pervy&lt;/span&gt; in the slightest please move along.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the Brown family updates:&lt;br /&gt;Chris just got a new job. He got laid off from his last job as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;QA&lt;/span&gt; Engineer for a real estate software company. It worked out perfectly because he found a new job right away that paid quite a lot more and he got a three week paid vacation during which he climbed his first 5.13a (a goal he had been working on for five years). Now we are trying to buy a house in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lehi&lt;/span&gt; hopefully we get approved the last two years we made pretty much no money, just enough to live in Asia for a month, drive an 89 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;toyota&lt;/span&gt;, and live in a very tiny basement with exposed vents and no bedroom....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt; good memories it is true that there is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;leisure&lt;/span&gt; class at both ends of the spectrum. I just applied to medical school but so far I have gotten four rejection notices. I plan on re-applying next year until then, I'm excited to spend my time running my cafe and learning to golf. I would also like to go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt; but if we get a house all of our furniture will fit in one room so I might need to spend my money on furnishings....BORING! Well that's all for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/917171857375616059-4289752718725916934?l=summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/feeds/4289752718725916934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=917171857375616059&amp;postID=4289752718725916934' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/4289752718725916934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/917171857375616059/posts/default/4289752718725916934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerishotchrisisnot.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-frog-jog-prague.html' title='blog frog jog....prague'/><author><name>Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04661545656579232603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1EP7dy526II/SZXHd6ckhLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/R34V68X0PTs/S220/thailand4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
