<?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-2334600341111264160</id><updated>2012-02-14T13:24:30.311-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brittney and Morgan</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a story about a boy and a girl. Who met, fell in love (years later) and lived happily ever after...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5543196605409043856</id><published>2012-02-09T18:08:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T18:58:59.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Variables in Life...part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/01/variables-in-our-life.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I was looking over some past posts when I came across this little number titled, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://http//brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/01/variables-in-our-life.html"&gt;The Variables in Life.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I actually started laughing out loud...because I pretty much nailed it! And it made me think about something that we talked about in Sunday school a couple of Sundays ago. We were talking about praying for certain things and that they don't always come to us when we want them. Well of course I had to raise my hand. I explained that I had prayed for something (a baby) for 7 years. And during those 7 years there were times that I was extremely bitter and angry. I was closing my heart to the spirit. I was not allowing myself to be taught. And it wasn't until I changed my attitude that the spirit was able to teach me. The teacher then said, "And it wasn't until you changed your attitude did you receive what you had been praying for." I said NO! If I hadn't been in church I probably would have said, Hell No! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's the way I roll! After everyone laughed and I stood for my bow and gathered up the roses people had thrown at me&lt;/span&gt;. I explained that even though I had changed my attitude I didn't receive the baby that I was praying for. And most likely my attitude would slip back over to the dark side. But...it was during those times that my Savior would wrap his arms around me and I felt his love so strongly. I was given the strength to keep going. It was what I needed in the meantime. As a in-fertile person people say a lot of stupid things to you...A lot! One of my favorites is...well if you would stop thinking about it, it will happen. Like people with cancer could just stop thinking about there cancer then it will go away. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh no she didn't just compare her in-fertility to cancer&lt;/span&gt;! I didn't! My uncle has cancer and I bet you he never goes one day without thinking about that fact. What he does though is not let that define him. He doesn't let his cancer decide how he is going to live his life. I wish that I had not let my in-fertility define me. I wish that I would have allowed more days for my heart to be humbled. I would have been a much happier person! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So to wrap up this long speech... Don't let the crappy things you are going through in your life define your life! The Lord understood that I sometimes needed a pitty party. He probably just wishes they didn't last as long as they did. I am just so grateful that when I pulled my head up and cleared my mind that the spirit stepped in and mended my heart! It always gave me the strength to keep on keepin on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-5543196605409043856?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5543196605409043856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5543196605409043856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5543196605409043856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5543196605409043856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2012/02/variables-in-lifepart-2.html' title='The Variables in Life...part 2'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-2388172911447123904</id><published>2012-01-30T14:31:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T15:10:36.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Families are Forever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow...it has been a long time I have posted anything on this thing. Is anyone still out there??? If I didn't have Facebook on my phone...people would wonder. (I hope they would!)&lt;br /&gt;So December was a big month for our little family! On December 13th in the Third District Court, Judge John Kennedy granted our adoption to be legalized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5oNvcjfm-SA/TycA0hoKXVI/AAAAAAAAA28/RPYy2Lu6UZE/s1600/court.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5oNvcjfm-SA/TycA0hoKXVI/AAAAAAAAA28/RPYy2Lu6UZE/s320/court.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703528355468041554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_1mNaEOru0Y/TycA08xdbGI/AAAAAAAAA3E/kKcQlLBnUHU/s1600/court%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_1mNaEOru0Y/TycA08xdbGI/AAAAAAAAA3E/kKcQlLBnUHU/s320/court%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703528362754796642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJTcn02p0yQ/TycA033O0VI/AAAAAAAAA3U/ZvkfUUEgjbU/s1600/court%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJTcn02p0yQ/TycA033O0VI/AAAAAAAAA3U/ZvkfUUEgjbU/s320/court%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703528361436827986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The fact that we were going to Court to legalize the adoption of our son felt weird to us. He had felt like our baby from the day he was born. It didn't really hit me until the morning of. To sit in front of a judge and to be sworn in...was a different experience. I wish everyone who had a child had to go to court and swear to a judge that you were going to love and care for your baby. I was so happy to have family there that have been so supportive through this process. It was an amazing experience and it was such a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on December 17th, 2011 in the Oquirrah Mountain Temple we were Sealed together for time and all eternity! Ahhhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kC3yxoitAJg/TycCm67SKWI/AAAAAAAAA4E/fxltmpC1X0M/s1600/Gavin_0328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kC3yxoitAJg/TycCm67SKWI/AAAAAAAAA4E/fxltmpC1X0M/s320/Gavin_0328.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703530320764217698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qn4jv8Qcego/TycClnKY5iI/AAAAAAAAA3g/x-0qGJteiTg/s1600/Gavin_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qn4jv8Qcego/TycClnKY5iI/AAAAAAAAA3g/x-0qGJteiTg/s320/Gavin_0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703530298278995490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-fFOyX3lk8/TycCl1Yp8hI/AAAAAAAAA3s/r7upOopTr3E/s1600/Gavin_0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-fFOyX3lk8/TycCl1Yp8hI/AAAAAAAAA3s/r7upOopTr3E/s320/Gavin_0055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703530302096929298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qzwdWGLPT9s/TycCmhUF-6I/AAAAAAAAA34/diznubpLQXo/s1600/Gavin_0234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qzwdWGLPT9s/TycCmhUF-6I/AAAAAAAAA34/diznubpLQXo/s320/Gavin_0234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703530313888955298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QsrjxRjED5g/TycCnmTxK_I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/nH2fbwSs6G4/s1600/Gavin_0179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QsrjxRjED5g/TycCnmTxK_I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/nH2fbwSs6G4/s320/Gavin_0179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703530332409637874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At the beginning of the adoption process I kind felt a little jipped (is that a real world). I wanted to be the one to carry the baby, to be pregnant...all of those things. Well when I was sitting in the sealing room and my mom carried my baby in. All of those feelings went away! Because not everyone gets to do what we got to do! The sealing was short and sweet and the amount of love that I felt that day is still overwhelming. I'm starting to cry just thinking about it! I have never felt so much love from my Heavenly Father as I did that day. My life is sometimes very surreal! I have been so incredibly blessed!&lt;br /&gt;The next day Sunday December 18th, 2011...my husband blessed our beautiful baby! And during the blessing I was holding our birth moms hand as we both cried! It was an amazing feeling and I felt so much love and gratitude toward her .&lt;br /&gt;Erica...I hope you always know that you were so much a part of that day and it meant the world to me to have you sitting next to me!&lt;br /&gt;When I think about what it took to get Gavin to our family and what we  went through...I would do it all over! I would experience every bad day  again now that I know the outcome! I know so many people in there lives  have hard times and wonder why they are going through something. And its  so easy to say that it will get better...but its not always easy to  hear. I was that person that would cry if someone with 4 kids would try  and tell me they knew how I felt. Well I know now...we all have our  stuff. We all go through hard and challenging things. I just know with  100% certainty...that after the hard stuff...there is GREAT stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2334600341111264160-2388172911447123904?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2388172911447123904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=2388172911447123904&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2388172911447123904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2388172911447123904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2012/01/families-are-forever.html' title='Families are Forever!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5oNvcjfm-SA/TycA0hoKXVI/AAAAAAAAA28/RPYy2Lu6UZE/s72-c/court.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-9154375440648575172</id><published>2011-11-30T12:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:17:30.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>H A L L O W E E N 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was Gavin's Halloween Costume this year...So freaking cute! When we were shopping for a costume it came down to this and a dragon. I loved both but couldn't decide. Morgan said to me, "Well you only have a couple of years that you can dress him like a chicken so you might as well do it now."  So he was my little chicken for Halloween. Holidays are so much more fun with him...like everything else he just makes everything so much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5lWoN__Jn_w/TtZyOM59iFI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Ia5rhpVvPfA/s1600/IMG_4984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5lWoN__Jn_w/TtZyOM59iFI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Ia5rhpVvPfA/s320/IMG_4984.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680853568282527826" 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/2334600341111264160-9154375440648575172?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/9154375440648575172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=9154375440648575172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/9154375440648575172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/9154375440648575172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/11/h-l-l-o-w-e-e-n-2011.html' title='H A L L O W E E N 2011'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5lWoN__Jn_w/TtZyOM59iFI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Ia5rhpVvPfA/s72-c/IMG_4984.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-2333315109815377710</id><published>2011-11-27T22:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T22:35:22.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing so fast....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;Well little Gavin is getting so big so fast....it makes me sad! I'm excited for him to get bigger but I want to soak in every little second of him...it does scare me to think that he might be my only baby. So I don't want to miss out on anything!!&lt;br /&gt;I decided to put together a monthly timeline in pictures so you could see how big he is getting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oiOIOI9N7f4/TtMK6emgaSI/AAAAAAAAA2k/gPTP4tYQbsA/s1600/IMG_1669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oiOIOI9N7f4/TtMK6emgaSI/AAAAAAAAA2k/gPTP4tYQbsA/s320/IMG_1669.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679895554807589154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4EmSIYF8TBM/TtMK6D4EzEI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Qx1CkAsyJ_c/s1600/IMG_1890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4EmSIYF8TBM/TtMK6D4EzEI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Qx1CkAsyJ_c/s320/IMG_1890.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679895547633519682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ef4B7uDXNIg/TtMK5sLJLhI/AAAAAAAAA2M/bGKBvFGNWWA/s1600/IMG_2043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ef4B7uDXNIg/TtMK5sLJLhI/AAAAAAAAA2M/bGKBvFGNWWA/s320/IMG_2043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679895541271047698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EHeDSRBRb9o/TtMK5EjBVGI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Ctzjtk_e2uc/s1600/IMG_4856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EHeDSRBRb9o/TtMK5EjBVGI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Ctzjtk_e2uc/s320/IMG_4856.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679895530633778274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IfKzbyw7rg4/TtMK44YwlMI/AAAAAAAAA10/s6JfH99YeqM/s1600/IMG_5109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IfKzbyw7rg4/TtMK44YwlMI/AAAAAAAAA10/s6JfH99YeqM/s320/IMG_5109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679895527369512130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is he not the cutest baby you have ever seen?? Every time I look at him my heart melts....I just cant kiss him enough! He is five months now almost six.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish I had done this every month but I might as well start now..instead of not starting at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At five months he is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Playing with his hands all of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Loves to stand (with us holding his hands)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rolling...cant get him to stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talking to us...a-goo a-goo a-goo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watching the dogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Loves Apple Sauce &amp;amp; Sweet Potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Loves the water!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Loves giving kisses to his mama on the cheek...there slobbery but I love them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Holding his own bottle...he gets frustrated when we try to hold it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Loves listening to his Mom sing...finally I have an audience...so there Mr. Findlay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love everything about him but especially:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mornings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I get him out of his crib..his smile is priceless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;His laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When he grabs my face and sucks on my cheek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watching him and Morgan together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rocking him to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Singing/Reading to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Staying home with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;His little bum (awkward???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So its pretty much a total love fest between the two of us. I feel so incredibly blessed and cant imagine my life without him. Next month we will finalize our adoption and go to the temple...awwwwww.....insert total bliss!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2334600341111264160-2333315109815377710?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2333315109815377710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=2333315109815377710&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2333315109815377710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2333315109815377710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/11/growing-so-fast.html' title='Growing so fast....'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oiOIOI9N7f4/TtMK6emgaSI/AAAAAAAAA2k/gPTP4tYQbsA/s72-c/IMG_1669.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-1144433291155173859</id><published>2011-10-20T11:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T11:53:32.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love! Grattitude! Heavy Heart!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have been wanting to update my blog with a bunch of cute pictures of Gavin, and I still will but I needed to write this while I had a little bit of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I woke up this morning like I usually do with such a heavy heart full of grattitude for my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and my Heavenly Father. I have been blessed with the most beautiful baby who makes me happier then I ever thought I would be. For a long time I was a bitter, frustrated and angry person. Not only have I become a mother but I have become myself again. I feel like my old self that was positive, happy and cheerful! That has been such a huge breathe of fresh air...to feel like me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My sister is expecting a baby in April and I am excited! For the first time in 7 years someone told me she was pregnant and I didnt hold back tears! I didnt have to put on a brave face. I was 100% excited and the best part....I can say to them...Oh you just wait until this...or this...my sister actually said to me once when I was bathing Gavin...your going to show me how to do this, right! That statement alone made me want to cry! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yep....I am LOVING being a mom to the most beautiful baby. Its crazy how many people ask..."So how are you liking it?" I LOVE IT ya FOOL! Of course I do...is usually my response. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well pictures soon to come...I gots to go now because my baby is rolling all over the place and I almost done building his bubble room that he will spend the next 18 years in...dont worry...its really nice!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-1144433291155173859?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1144433291155173859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=1144433291155173859&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/1144433291155173859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/1144433291155173859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-grattitude-heavy-heart.html' title='Love! Grattitude! Heavy Heart!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-854663735263095116</id><published>2011-08-24T23:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T23:48:53.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I {heart} adoption</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For a long time now I have been trying to put my feelings into words. Every time I try...my words just feel in adequate. To say that I heart adoption seems not strong enough...to say that adoption has changed my life...sounds bette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;r!&lt;br /&gt;When Morgan and I were trying to conceive a child with the help of drugs (not even the good kind), doctors, blah blah...adoption was the furthest from my mind. I would actually get so offended when people would say that to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we FINALLY, and I say finally because it took me far to long, FINALLY turned it over to the Lord...we realized Adoption was going to be our path. It was like Heavenly Father smacked me on the back of my head and said it was about time. The two years we waited for our baby we went on quite the roller coaster. Even leading up to his birth was hard. Even though our birth mom never gave me one indication that she was changing her mind...I still was nervous. I had reason to be...I had two failed placements under my belt. I knew the dark side of adoption....I had experienced it. The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; day Gavin was born we went over to my Mom and Dads house on the way home from the hospital to show them pictures...and my Mom said to me, "I don't think you should adopt again. I dont know if I can take it." I said to her, "Mom, wait until you meet him. He was totally worth it."&lt;br /&gt;And that explains it best....He was worth every bad day, every tear, every doubt...He was so worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpQcNAk1V9Y/TlXTUdxrhlI/AAAAAAAAA1s/rd60bDWdK6E/s1600/IMG_3322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpQcNAk1V9Y/TlXTUdxrhlI/AAAAAAAAA1s/rd60bDWdK6E/s320/IMG_3322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644650056522630738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On really bad days I would call my caseworker MaryAnne and cry to her...and she would tell me that this will all be worth it. She was totally right. Before Gavin came I was at times a bitter and mean person. I was the person people hated to share happy news with. I could never go to baby showers and baby blessings...and if I did I would be fighting back the tears waiting until I could get my car and get the hell out of there. Gavin and the miracle of adoption has mended my heart! I say mended because I still get a little sad when women get pregnant so easily but now that sadness only lasts a second and then I cuddle my sweet baby! The baby I know I held in the pre-existence and put my faith in Heavenly Father to make sure he got to me.&lt;br /&gt;So would I do it again...if the result was as Awesome as Gavin....I totally would! I would do it all over again and wait double the amount of time. I love that baby more then I ever thought I could. I don't take one day for granted. I wake up every morning with a smile on my face so excited to see my little man! And the very very best part is that he is just as excited to see me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-854663735263095116?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/854663735263095116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=854663735263095116&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/854663735263095116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/854663735263095116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-heart-adoption.html' title='I {heart} adoption'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpQcNAk1V9Y/TlXTUdxrhlI/AAAAAAAAA1s/rd60bDWdK6E/s72-c/IMG_3322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-299230329932754109</id><published>2011-07-19T16:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:22:54.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Babies Room!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you imagine how much joy that brings me even just typing it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last   year I kind of gave up on ever having a baby and turned the empty room   into a beautiful guest room...well only 1 year and 4 months later we found out we   would &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; be getting a baby. So we started planning what we  would  want this room to look like. And if you know me...I don't do  anything  small. And even though I had been imagining this room for...oh  6  years..I actually started picking things out..that I could buy!!&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; No  more  dreamin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-stfEnCLACp0/TiXz_pho4jI/AAAAAAAAA1U/TNKsbqFoSWs/s1600/IMG_4674blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-stfEnCLACp0/TiXz_pho4jI/AAAAAAAAA1U/TNKsbqFoSWs/s320/IMG_4674blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631175183900926514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bedding that inspired the color scheme...&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Target!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4pBy4uBH2iw/TiXz_S-FbiI/AAAAAAAAA1M/5-ZzBsICuFA/s1600/IMG_4659blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4pBy4uBH2iw/TiXz_S-FbiI/AAAAAAAAA1M/5-ZzBsICuFA/s320/IMG_4659blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631175177846222370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My most &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; room/project that I have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt; done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t0FlcfWfAKA/TiXz_TWfEBI/AAAAAAAAA1E/iA3dUCTpAKo/s1600/IMG_4663blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t0FlcfWfAKA/TiXz_TWfEBI/AAAAAAAAA1E/iA3dUCTpAKo/s320/IMG_4663blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631175177948565522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was easier then it looks...&lt;br /&gt;And I can say that Morgan...because I painted the darn thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jDPqK3a6kw/TiXz_AErjQI/AAAAAAAAA08/0LigIUKJZFU/s1600/IMG_4676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jDPqK3a6kw/TiXz_AErjQI/AAAAAAAAA08/0LigIUKJZFU/s320/IMG_4676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631175172773612802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My most &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; thing in this room....&lt;br /&gt;the beautiful baby that occupies it!&lt;br /&gt;Love him..Like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;crazy love&lt;/span&gt; him!!&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/2334600341111264160-299230329932754109?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/299230329932754109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=299230329932754109&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/299230329932754109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/299230329932754109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/07/babies-room.html' title='The Babies Room!!!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-stfEnCLACp0/TiXz_pho4jI/AAAAAAAAA1U/TNKsbqFoSWs/s72-c/IMG_4674blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-2413044964273191145</id><published>2011-07-19T16:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:13:51.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More images of Baby Room.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uaYkDpTkdNM/TiXyMGElg8I/AAAAAAAAA00/56ncAYM8TvE/s1600/IMG_4666blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uaYkDpTkdNM/TiXyMGElg8I/AAAAAAAAA00/56ncAYM8TvE/s320/IMG_4666blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631173198698873794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This chair was given to me from My Grandparents that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;had recovered in a fabric that would match the room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is the most comfy chair...I find myself falling asleep in it..lots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hy4jAPxbFBA/TiXyL8I3J-I/AAAAAAAAA0s/ydsobPwD6OI/s1600/IMG_4667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hy4jAPxbFBA/TiXyL8I3J-I/AAAAAAAAA0s/ydsobPwD6OI/s320/IMG_4667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631173196032452578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite part of the room...&lt;br /&gt;I see this picture every time I walk into this room.&lt;br /&gt;So when I am feeding the babe at 2am I see her beautiful face...&lt;br /&gt;and I am reminded why I am so blessed to be feeding that sweet baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLvYdmsXuz8/TiXyLsGHotI/AAAAAAAAA0k/hPGD0ZL34XU/s1600/IMG_4670blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLvYdmsXuz8/TiXyLsGHotI/AAAAAAAAA0k/hPGD0ZL34XU/s320/IMG_4670blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631173191725982418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dresser that we turned into a changing table as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p5KJ9f1Dqv4/TiXyLafMjrI/AAAAAAAAA0c/iP2ixWmzxIA/s1600/IMG_4672blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p5KJ9f1Dqv4/TiXyLafMjrI/AAAAAAAAA0c/iP2ixWmzxIA/s320/IMG_4672blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631173186999324338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a family portrait of Morg, Gavin and I...&lt;br /&gt;My 6year old niece Peighton was the artist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKQsnk4g2KI/TiXyLBmNClI/AAAAAAAAA0U/FKo5J16tGjs/s1600/IMG_4673blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKQsnk4g2KI/TiXyLBmNClI/AAAAAAAAA0U/FKo5J16tGjs/s320/IMG_4673blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631173180317829714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-used the frames I had in the guest room.&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/2334600341111264160-2413044964273191145?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2413044964273191145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=2413044964273191145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2413044964273191145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2413044964273191145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/07/more-images-of-baby-room.html' title='More images of Baby Room.....'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uaYkDpTkdNM/TiXyMGElg8I/AAAAAAAAA00/56ncAYM8TvE/s72-c/IMG_4666blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-2472282644687346610</id><published>2011-07-15T09:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T11:59:43.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>His Birth Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The day that changed my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So the plan was set...when Erica went into labor she would call us to let us know. We would wait at home until she got closer to delivery. Well it was Tuesday and I was at work taking a nap (awesome) and my phone rang...with her name in BOLD letters.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Side Note: I was only taking a nap because the night before I was up all night passing a kidney stone. Yes, I am that tough...no ER even needed that time.&lt;/span&gt; So I swiftly answer the phone all cool, like she is just calling to say HEEYYY! She informs me that her water has broke and she is on the way to the hospital. That was at about 1:30ish. So I jump up, run upstairs let my co-workers know and call Morgan. See he drove me to work because I was still doped up from the kidney stone and didn't think it was safe to drive. So Morgan picks me up and we head home. I want to shower and get cute so the first time I meet her family, my baby (not like he cares) I don't look like I had been napping at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And that is when the waiting began.... It felt like forever. We would get texts or phone calls to let us know that she was progressing or better yet NOT progressing. The hospital was behind and short staffed so they wouldn't do anything to speed up her labor. So we hung out....my friend Brittney came over to play games with us and help distract me from loosing my mind. What a task she had....Ya did Good Brit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then at 3:15ish in the AM...my phone rings. It was finally that time. Morgan and I jump in the car camera in hand (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Morg did ya check to make sure the battery wasn't dead?!@?!&lt;/span&gt;). Off to Jordan Valley...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we arrived we met her Dad who was waiting in the waiting room. Her step-mom had gone down to check her progress...when we hear her scream that its time!! We run down to the room just in time to see little Gavin come out. I actually didn't see anything...there were a lot of people and I kind of left my body for a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He was born at 4:24 am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We watched him get cleaned up, weighed and measured. Then the nurse asked..well it will be better if I put it in script form...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nurse: Are you the adoptive Mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nurse: Here is your wrist band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Side Note: the original plan was for her step-mom to get the second one because she would be spending most of the time in the hospital)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Ummm...I think there is a mistake. I think ----- is getting one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nurse: Is your name Brittney?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Yes (last time I checked, still out of my body)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nurse: Then this is for you, I have been given instructions that you get this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That is when I returned to my body and started to loose it. This was a huge gesture from Erica and I was so excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then they gave Gavin to Erica and she wasn't feeling very awesome and was uncomfortable so she told them to give him to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I at first was reserved about it because we didn't want Erica to think that we were all about that baby. We wanted her to know that we were there for her and because we loved her. Well she insisted that it was ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aOfLLoHp7Ns/TiBs5B-7ODI/AAAAAAAAA0E/nfWWHYK8pfA/s1600/IMG_1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aOfLLoHp7Ns/TiBs5B-7ODI/AAAAAAAAA0E/nfWWHYK8pfA/s320/IMG_1166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629619261253826610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That is when my life changed forever! I knew the second that I held him that he was mine! I knew that my Heavenly Father had found a way to get that baby into my arms! I wish I could describe the feeling that I had but I still can not find the adequate words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8rBTr_RgKig/TiBthSf89TI/AAAAAAAAA0M/kl22E4Ga3CU/s1600/IMG_1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8rBTr_RgKig/TiBthSf89TI/AAAAAAAAA0M/kl22E4Ga3CU/s320/IMG_1153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629619952882087218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then the proud Dad held him and then we gave him to his Beautiful Birth Mom! We then left the room to give her some time...after a little bit we were able to go into the nursery with him and watch him be bathed and checked. We were in there for about an hour and a 1/2. During that time Erica was texting me saying, Britt can you believe your finally a Mama? I wish I could even begin to explain how much I love this girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we took him back to the nursery for some Erica time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We told her that we would only come back to the hospital if she wanted us to....that this was her time to be with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We got home..climbed into bed...and an hour later she called and told us to come back up.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Placement happened the following Friday in the hospital. Placement is when the birth mom signs her relinquishment papers and we sign our papers. We did this in separate rooms and at the same time. I had not been able to see her that day and was so anxious to see her. I was excited for him..but just NEEDED to see her! I remember walking into the room and sitting right next to her on the bed. And we hugged with Gavin in between us. The world stopped for a couple of minutes. I have never felt the spirit so strong as I did in that room. The amount of Love was overwhelming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We then all hugged and cried some more and some more. Then she was ready to leave...but not before she watched me attempt to change him. That was comical to say the least. We then hugged again and she left with her amazing family in tow. We couldn't leave yet because we had to watch this stupid video and his temp was 1 point below the normal. While we were waiting in the hospital she sent me the sweetest text messages. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We finally were able to take him home to our house which was full of family members...all so excited to meet him. So I thought the day he was born was the best day of my life...it wasn't. It was the day I got to take him home!&lt;/span&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/2334600341111264160-2472282644687346610?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2472282644687346610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=2472282644687346610&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2472282644687346610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2472282644687346610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/07/his-birth-story.html' title='His Birth Story'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aOfLLoHp7Ns/TiBs5B-7ODI/AAAAAAAAA0E/nfWWHYK8pfA/s72-c/IMG_1166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-2933658471595060852</id><published>2011-06-27T20:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T12:46:06.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How we met...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So where do I start....&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess from the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;On December 22nd we went to our friends house Eric and Amber to meet there new baby Mason. As we left Morgan and I got in the car and looked at each other...we gave a look like, who is going to have to say it first. And that "it" wasn't, I want a baby or when are we going to have a baby like it usually was...the "it" was, I am exhausted just watching them! It was then that we decided that if it was just going to be the two of us for the rest of our lives that...wait for it...we would be ok! It had taken us 6 years to even say the words let alone actually believe it....and we did believe it.&lt;br /&gt;So there we were the next night December 23rd eating some dinner talking about what we needed to pack for our cruise, when I got a text. The text said...&lt;br /&gt;Hi my name is Erica, heard that you want to adopt a baby?&lt;br /&gt;It was at that point that I looked straight up and said, Lord you really do have a sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;Let me back up...about a month before my brother had called me at work and said that his co-worker had a friend that was wanting to place a baby for adoption. She had picked another couple but was feeling frustrated with them. My brother asked if he could give her some info about us. I had just finished our adoption blog and so I told him to give her that info and if she wanted to get a hold of us then he could give her my number. After that I immediately put it out of my mind...this had happened lots of times and nothing ever came from it so it was automatic for me to forget. Well after that Erica looked at our blog and wanted to meet us. My brother would only give her our info if she was 100% serious about this. He didn't want to get my hopes up for nothing...what a good brother I have!&lt;br /&gt;So back to the text...&lt;br /&gt;We started texting just little things and decided to meet for dinner when we got back from our cruise. On June 8th we meet at our favorite mexican restaurant Morelias. Well she knew what we looked like but we had no idea what she looked like. We walked in and there she was. They tell you when you start the adoption process that you will find YOUR birth mom. Well I had no reason to believe that until this point...I knew she was the one like I knew that I wanted to marry Morgan. Dinner was amazing..barely ate anything...it felt like we were having dinner with friends. At dinner she gave me ultra sound pictures of the little babe. (Earlier in the week she had called us to tell us that she had found out that it was a baby boy.) We didn't talk about any specific things we just told funny stories and tried to get to know each other. After dinner was over Morgan and I sat in the car and cried. The tears didn't come right away they came after a long silence. I sat there feeling so many emotions...emotions I still can not put into words.&lt;br /&gt;We started texting almost every day, went bowling and Dr appointments. I was able to go to her 20 week ultra sound...sat there with my mouth wide open, completely amazed of what a miracle pregnancy was.&lt;br /&gt;Erica became a part of our family, we still feel that way. Going through her pregnancy (well 26 weeks of it) with her was bitter sweet. She would send me the sweetest texts that would say, We both miss you..Gavin needs to hear his Mommy's voice. Heavenly Father carried us through this. It felt so natural...I truly felt that my Heavenly Father had brought her to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-2933658471595060852?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2933658471595060852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=2933658471595060852&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2933658471595060852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2933658471595060852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-we-met.html' title='How we met...'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-154670110675023801</id><published>2011-06-22T17:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T17:36:03.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wUlNhVexXWk/TgJtLhGx5kI/AAAAAAAAAys/kBN9LHJhBO4/s1600/IMG_4392a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wUlNhVexXWk/TgJtLhGx5kI/AAAAAAAAAys/kBN9LHJhBO4/s320/IMG_4392a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621175329544595010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me introduce our Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gavin James Thompson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Born 06.08.2011&lt;br /&gt;4:24 am&lt;br /&gt;6 lbs 3 oz 19 in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially joined our family&lt;br /&gt;06.10.2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More posts coming very soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-154670110675023801?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/154670110675023801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=154670110675023801&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/154670110675023801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/154670110675023801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/06/all-mine.html' title='All Mine'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wUlNhVexXWk/TgJtLhGx5kI/AAAAAAAAAys/kBN9LHJhBO4/s72-c/IMG_4392a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-4231918138641787252</id><published>2011-05-09T22:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T23:00:16.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The MOST stylish yard sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ladies, Friends, Family, Anybody that reads this blog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Morgan and I are having a Yard Sale to spread the word that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;ADOPTION IS AN OPTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Thanks to my dear friend Eric for that slogan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Yard Sale is this Saturday May 14th from 8am - 2pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Location:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8085 South Leslie Drive (3905 West)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even though we are still taking donations for items we would also love to see you at the&lt;br /&gt;Yard Sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There will be a lot of AWESOME items !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There will also be a Bake Sale with lots of yummy treats!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You for all of your support!&lt;/span&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/2334600341111264160-4231918138641787252?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4231918138641787252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=4231918138641787252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4231918138641787252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4231918138641787252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/05/most-stylish-yard-sale.html' title='The MOST stylish yard sale!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-7093136435978582043</id><published>2011-04-03T16:59:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T20:29:07.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper Wreathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So the other day I was surfing the web checking out some blogs and realized that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. People are really talented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Some people have a lot of time on there hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 3. I can craft just as good &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(or better)&lt;/span&gt; then other people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I decided to post my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;FIRST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;tutorial. I give you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;The Paper Wreathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The one below is the first one I ever made that was on top of my Christmas tree. I have made a couple sense then but decided to document the making of my last one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1B71y3djUkM/TZjum0czraI/AAAAAAAAAxs/rxkzoNknGNE/s1600/IMG_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1B71y3djUkM/TZjum0czraI/AAAAAAAAAxs/rxkzoNknGNE/s320/IMG_0785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591481288062381474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So first what you need to do is gather your supplies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Foam Wreathe: I purchased mine at the dollar store&lt;br /&gt;5 sheets of 12 x 12 Scrapbook paper: It is muccho important to like both sides of the paper, because both sides are visible when the wreathe is completed.&lt;br /&gt;1 pencil&lt;br /&gt;Box of your basic fabric pins&lt;br /&gt;And your choice of ribbon to hang wreathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNc8yHU_mGI/TZjuOJ1s3-I/AAAAAAAAAxc/DuPIG79wouA/s1600/photo%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNc8yHU_mGI/TZjuOJ1s3-I/AAAAAAAAAxc/DuPIG79wouA/s320/photo%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591480864307208162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This project seems like it would take a lot of time...it really doesn't. I rolled all of the paper while I watched the movie Hairspray. And to actually complete the wreathe only took me 1 Greys Anatomy episode and 1 episode of Project Runway....Yes this is how I measure my time. It's just something simple you can work on while you catch up with your DVR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The first thing you need to do is cut your paper. I cut the paper in the middle to give me&lt;br /&gt;2--6 x 12 pieces. Then I cut the paper in strips that are 3/4 inches wide. After you have all of your paper cut...its time to roll. That's when I pour a pepsi (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you can drink anything you want&lt;/span&gt;) grab a bowl and start to roll. I use the bowl to put all of my curls in so they don't go everywhere. You want to roll your paper super tight: like below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-CYyuc9eWE/TZjzifWbX_I/AAAAAAAAAx0/bbjxFfbhKRA/s1600/photo%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-CYyuc9eWE/TZjzifWbX_I/AAAAAAAAAx0/bbjxFfbhKRA/s320/photo%25284%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591486711237140466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then after I have all my paper rolled I start to assemble. Your paper will stay in the curl so you have to stretch it out so you have the shape that you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brBgDI8ul3U/TZjz4CrQ4QI/AAAAAAAAAx8/u-ZSPtUuV1M/s1600/photo%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brBgDI8ul3U/TZjz4CrQ4QI/AAAAAAAAAx8/u-ZSPtUuV1M/s320/photo%25285%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591487081497026818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I start pinning the paper in. I only use one pin in either end of the paper. I usually start on the outside edge and work in. It doesn't matter which way you start. Its easier to do one direction and then go another way but by the time you are done you will just be shoving in paper anywhere that needs it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you start to get toward the middle I will place the pin in the middle of the curl so it will lay flatter. This way is also good to fill in space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXT45v_pE3c/TZjuObvCwbI/AAAAAAAAAxk/_tQYc3sjEYo/s1600/photo%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXT45v_pE3c/TZjuObvCwbI/AAAAAAAAAxk/_tQYc3sjEYo/s320/photo%25283%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591480869111120306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you have all of your paper pinned in...and make sure you go back and cover up any holes you left on the wreathe. The good thing is that this wreathe is very east to manipulate and shape the way you want it. I usually put my ribbon on first before I start pinning but it doesn't matter. I usually never do the back of this wreath because I want it to hang flat. If you have a door or window that you are hanging it on and will see the reverse then go ahead and do the back..you will probably need 3 extra sheets of paper. MAKE SURE...you can not see any of the wreath from the side...huge pet peeve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And ta-da...Its so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stinkin cute&lt;/span&gt; when it is all finished!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-552WqnSrP8o/TZjuNrOjOeI/AAAAAAAAAxU/0H-hVHlbJx8/s1600/photo%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-552WqnSrP8o/TZjuNrOjOeI/AAAAAAAAAxU/0H-hVHlbJx8/s320/photo%25281%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591480856089934306" 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/2334600341111264160-7093136435978582043?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7093136435978582043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=7093136435978582043&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7093136435978582043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7093136435978582043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/04/paper-wreathe.html' title='Paper Wreathe'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1B71y3djUkM/TZjum0czraI/AAAAAAAAAxs/rxkzoNknGNE/s72-c/IMG_0785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-796316158166313364</id><published>2011-02-23T19:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T19:50:21.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Little Sister,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope this is ok that I write this. I figure at least I am not writing it on your blog...(which I did write something, but I couldn't help it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want you to know that you have gone through something terrible. My biggest fear! I always wanted to be pregnant so badly...but...I always feared what would happen if I lost that baby. You my sister deserve nothing like this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have to admit..when you told me you were pregnant...I was Happy...but I was sad! I was jealous...and now I feel so guilty. When Mom told me that you would loose this pregnancy, this baby that you have wanted for so long...my heart is completely broken for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I could bare this pain for you...I would!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do know how much you have wanted this....and you will have it! I know how hard it is to see that right now...trust me...but you will. This just has to happen for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder sometimes why we are given certain trials and why we are supposed to experience things...I don't know why! I do know that when we finally have our babies..we will cherish them! More then anyone could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Little sister you are going to have this...not now...but you will! I love you and I wish there was something I could do....I would do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My caseworker once told me last year after Cassie changed her mind. She told me to be sad..take that time and really be sad but then..don't be. She said it like it was just so simple...don't be! I liked that she said, because no one can say the right things. Everyone will try and make you feel better and it won't work. Just know that this is REALLY crappy but you will get through it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man...all seriousness aside...what kind of drugs did Mom take to screw up our fertility so badly! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-796316158166313364?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/796316158166313364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=796316158166313364&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/796316158166313364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/796316158166313364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/02/dear-little-sister.html' title='Dear Little Sister,'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-1930118694198656177</id><published>2011-02-23T19:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T19:33:56.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So the other day I was looking at my beautiful niece Rorie who just turned 8 and I got very emotional. This little girl has been in my life sense she was born....Mind you she was 2 when we got married but I held her as a newborn (so it counts).&lt;br /&gt;This was Rorie the day we got married...LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0fYcLsBcAUI/TWW0ALPSF8I/AAAAAAAAApQ/ADD6rIUsb64/s1600/IM001251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0fYcLsBcAUI/TWW0ALPSF8I/AAAAAAAAApQ/ADD6rIUsb64/s320/IM001251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577061628678117314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was Rorie a couple of months ago...Yes her and her uncle are texting on there phones!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look at how tall she is, how grown-up she looks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--D0iH7N4mlY/TWWz_4a836I/AAAAAAAAApI/oZsEIAuhDJs/s1600/photo%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--D0iH7N4mlY/TWWz_4a836I/AAAAAAAAApI/oZsEIAuhDJs/s320/photo%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577061623626784674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love this little girl so much and really want her to stop growing. She used to call me Brin-tee! She calls me Aunt Britt now, which is just as cute but I don't like that she is getting older.&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to have these little girls in my life and would do absolutely anything for them!&lt;br /&gt;Getting older sucks!&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/2334600341111264160-1930118694198656177?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1930118694198656177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=1930118694198656177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/1930118694198656177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/1930118694198656177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/02/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0fYcLsBcAUI/TWW0ALPSF8I/AAAAAAAAApQ/ADD6rIUsb64/s72-c/IM001251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-6542110833337789032</id><published>2011-02-14T15:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T16:19:01.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We moved into our house &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; years ago today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was snowing and freezing but it was Awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I thought I would share some before and afters of some things that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;we have done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;They are not in a very good order...the stupid post uploader thing was being retarted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So here goes...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Our Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our Office...this picture was 1 day after we moved in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a Mess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qGXhxEWSC8E/TVmmRe3nAQI/AAAAAAAAAmk/QN9vmRPzOIA/s1600/IMG_2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qGXhxEWSC8E/TVmmRe3nAQI/AAAAAAAAAmk/QN9vmRPzOIA/s320/IMG_2002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573668833121992962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kind of...This was about a year ago. I have changed it up a little bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Q1gBKtTl-g/TVmmRymaWHI/AAAAAAAAAms/KDlhMJO0zCU/s1600/IMG_2321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Q1gBKtTl-g/TVmmRymaWHI/AAAAAAAAAms/KDlhMJO0zCU/s320/IMG_2321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573668838418569330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our Bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4x5TRNmmuKQ/TVmmQ2HnPpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/WO0YonlhVas/s1600/IMG_1998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4x5TRNmmuKQ/TVmmQ2HnPpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/WO0YonlhVas/s320/IMG_1998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573668822183263890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our Bedroom Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h0jRe0HGEQg/TVmmQUp4JNI/AAAAAAAAAmU/-1x23BigJC0/s1600/IMG_3692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h0jRe0HGEQg/TVmmQUp4JNI/AAAAAAAAAmU/-1x23BigJC0/s320/IMG_3692.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573668813200172242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-17aE1uqmo/TVmmQE7Ay-I/AAAAAAAAAmM/FaaAiDACiig/s1600/IMG_3691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-17aE1uqmo/TVmmQE7Ay-I/AAAAAAAAAmM/FaaAiDACiig/s320/IMG_3691.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573668808977075170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guest Bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-CSw2Tihzg/TVmlrG3URMI/AAAAAAAAAl8/ex-QZQ1gqTo/s1600/IMG_2003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-CSw2Tihzg/TVmlrG3URMI/AAAAAAAAAl8/ex-QZQ1gqTo/s320/IMG_2003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573668173843285186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guest Bedroom Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YW7ATxOSU0w/TVmlrJLNjYI/AAAAAAAAAmE/EQKbRSGlfno/s1600/IMG_2433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YW7ATxOSU0w/TVmlrJLNjYI/AAAAAAAAAmE/EQKbRSGlfno/s320/IMG_2433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573668174463602050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kitchen/Dining Area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vX0pxqWsw08/TVmlqV98EeI/AAAAAAAAAlk/OuqVG8_3SLo/s1600/IMG_1991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vX0pxqWsw08/TVmlqV98EeI/AAAAAAAAAlk/OuqVG8_3SLo/s320/IMG_1991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573668160717722082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kitchen/Dining Area Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We have BIG plans for this space!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRDvcH3XaBg/TVmlqmyT5NI/AAAAAAAAAl0/3V2SbpDlVWM/s1600/IMG_3687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRDvcH3XaBg/TVmlqmyT5NI/AAAAAAAAAl0/3V2SbpDlVWM/s320/IMG_3687.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573668165232354514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iEIZFHW0mSI/TVmlqmom_VI/AAAAAAAAAls/kDPjlTTT0XY/s1600/IMG_3686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iEIZFHW0mSI/TVmlqmom_VI/AAAAAAAAAls/kDPjlTTT0XY/s320/IMG_3686.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573668165191662930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Living Room Then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I still cant believe I didn't even arrange the pillows...So ashamed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bf1HvdNifUY/TVmlOb1XKVI/AAAAAAAAAlc/7geJPK3q2e4/s1600/IMG_1989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bf1HvdNifUY/TVmlOb1XKVI/AAAAAAAAAlc/7geJPK3q2e4/s320/IMG_1989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573667681256024402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Living Room Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4gLsBunhdw/TVmkvsAvVMI/AAAAAAAAAlU/WqBx4XSvA4s/s1600/IMG_3685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4gLsBunhdw/TVmkvsAvVMI/AAAAAAAAAlU/WqBx4XSvA4s/s320/IMG_3685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573667153022768322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Entry/Stairway Then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GncdLUcFpOo/TVmkvZFRprI/AAAAAAAAAlM/pgzIJz6rcBY/s1600/IMG_1995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GncdLUcFpOo/TVmkvZFRprI/AAAAAAAAAlM/pgzIJz6rcBY/s320/IMG_1995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573667147941521074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYMGe9EfsLo/TVmkuhPYosI/AAAAAAAAAk8/t5Vu_absA7A/s1600/IMG_1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYMGe9EfsLo/TVmkuhPYosI/AAAAAAAAAk8/t5Vu_absA7A/s320/IMG_1997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573667132951536322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Entry/Stairway Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wXBKPnhPKPg/TVmkuXOca1I/AAAAAAAAAk0/_OPEbx3J-yc/s1600/IMG_3690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wXBKPnhPKPg/TVmkuXOca1I/AAAAAAAAAk0/_OPEbx3J-yc/s320/IMG_3690.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573667130263235410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vrtoo8yBpyo/TVmku-ejAPI/AAAAAAAAAlE/ppOFC67uNHo/s1600/IMG_3688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vrtoo8yBpyo/TVmku-ejAPI/AAAAAAAAAlE/ppOFC67uNHo/s320/IMG_3688.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573667140799758578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So all in all we have done quite a bit..I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Taking it one room at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were so terrified to buy a house...thinking what if...and what if this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and What if you lost your job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well we have managed to get through all of those What if's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And we added two little dogs to the mix.&lt;/span&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/2334600341111264160-6542110833337789032?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6542110833337789032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=6542110833337789032&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6542110833337789032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6542110833337789032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-anniversary-house.html' title='Happy Anniversary House'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qGXhxEWSC8E/TVmmRe3nAQI/AAAAAAAAAmk/QN9vmRPzOIA/s72-c/IMG_2002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-6882407753552354407</id><published>2011-02-12T17:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T17:20:48.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Q531tYEe2k/TVcTaq6XIwI/AAAAAAAAAks/XtShgA37CPQ/s1600/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Q531tYEe2k/TVcTaq6XIwI/AAAAAAAAAks/XtShgA37CPQ/s320/DSC00073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572944412810879746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;This is Morg and I in Cabo over the Christmas break in front&lt;br /&gt;of Lovers Beach, thought it would be appropriate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me apologize for 2 lovey dovey posts in a row..gag! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I however did not write the last...My blog was taken over! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isn't he so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This Valentines my Heart is FULL of love and gratitude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am so in Love with my husband and I am so grateful for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I truly married my best friend and it is that friendship that was started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;11+ years ago that has help sustain our marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We have been on a roller coaster of ups and downs in our marriage and I don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;know what I would do if I didn't have my best friend to hold on to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Morgan James Thompson...Thank you for loving me!&lt;br /&gt;You are such a wonderful husband and I don't give you half the credit you deserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank you for helping me to see the humor when I feel the humor is lost!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am so happy with where our lives are right now and I want you to know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;you mean the world to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heavenly Father sure knew what he was doing those 7 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I Love You!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;xoxoxox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Valentines Day Everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You all for reading my blog and your support!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2334600341111264160-6882407753552354407?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6882407753552354407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=6882407753552354407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6882407753552354407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6882407753552354407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-my-valentine.html' title='To My Valentine'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Q531tYEe2k/TVcTaq6XIwI/AAAAAAAAAks/XtShgA37CPQ/s72-c/DSC00073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-6170131268583925687</id><published>2011-02-07T19:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T19:22:02.374-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend...</title><content type='html'>Bekah has come up with a fantastic idea!! She is going to go on 30 dates before her 30th birthday. On said birthday she will bring with her a guy who stood out among all of the others. Kind of like a small version of the Bachelor for active Mormons.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really now any single guys her age so I am asking for your help! Her blog which will be documenting all dates is...&lt;a href="http://www.beks30in30.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.beks30in30.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this girl and think she is super cute, FUN and all around a good catch!&lt;br /&gt;So spread the word!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-6170131268583925687?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6170131268583925687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=6170131268583925687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6170131268583925687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6170131268583925687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-friend.html' title='My Friend...'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-3378978402598609527</id><published>2011-01-26T18:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T19:16:51.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Brittney Will be an Awesome Mom</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone its my first blog in a long while.  I just wanted to get my thoughts out there, but don't take this blog as hinting at anything or maybe you can (wink..wink).  I love my wife and knew that when I married her I would have a good mother on my hands.  Here is a list of why I think this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Number one she is the most caring and thoughtful person I know.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Though sometimes it may be difficult, she loves everyone including me.  I think she may even like our new dog Lucy.&lt;br /&gt;3.  She has the Magna scrappyness to whip some kids into shape.  (I am not hinting at corporal punishment or anything, but she won't take any crap)&lt;br /&gt;4.  If we have girls they will always look pretty, because Brittney always takes the time to look beautiful every time she gets ready for the day.&lt;br /&gt;5.  She will support our children no matter what, because she has done that for me while I have done school for about half of my life.  I can see the light though.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Obviously the kids will always be clean.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Most importantly our kids will have beautiful rooms, because she has some design chops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This list could go on and on, but I just wanted to say that I am excited to raise children with her and can't wait for that to happen.  Love you baby!! XOXOXOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-3378978402598609527?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3378978402598609527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=3378978402598609527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3378978402598609527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3378978402598609527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-brittney-will-be-awesome-mom.html' title='Why Brittney Will be an Awesome Mom'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-8075287893915037405</id><published>2011-01-06T20:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T20:06:09.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard Sale!</title><content type='html'>So this year I am starting early in this request. I thought it would be a perfect time because most people de-clutter after the new year...right?? Anywho...Morgan and I will be having another yard sale in May to save some extra money for our adoption fees. If you have anything you would like to donate...(It would be much appreciated). We did pretty good 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Anything will help!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks my peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My New Year Resolution was to talk more like a gangsta...made some I could actually reach this year  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Word!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-8075287893915037405?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8075287893915037405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=8075287893915037405&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8075287893915037405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8075287893915037405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/01/yard-sale.html' title='Yard Sale!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-4864497628755047206</id><published>2010-11-29T00:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T00:19:04.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok...Now I am begging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know if it is just a lack of people blogging these days..or what.... But I am begging, pleading and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; asking all of my friends and family who looks at this blog to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;PLEASE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; add our button that connects people to our adoption blog! It is so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt; important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; to us and I worked really hard on that blog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;Many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; of you also have friends that have very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;HIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; traffic on there blogs and that would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt; Awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; if they saw our button on your blog and then wanted to do the same! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;Please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;....If you have ever thought to yourself for just a second how lucky you are to be a parent..please &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; me become one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-4864497628755047206?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4864497628755047206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=4864497628755047206&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4864497628755047206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4864497628755047206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/11/oknow-i-am-begging.html' title='Ok...Now I am begging!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-8341804375788494995</id><published>2010-11-07T20:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:41:48.015-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Adoption Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Blogger Friends!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Dezi...it was so nice to see you on Saturday!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; finally &lt;/span&gt;created a &lt;a href="www.morganandbrittneyadoption.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; dedicated for adoption purposes. I have added a link on the side that will take you there. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE &lt;/span&gt;add to your blog and ask others add it to there's. We so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; all of the help we can get. Morgan and I feel so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; blessed in our lives and have so many wonderful people in our lives. We have&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; waited&lt;/span&gt; a very long time for a baby and really want this to be the year. It is so hard to have everyone know everything but...its about the process. We &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; about the day we will be placed with a baby through the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; MIRACLE&lt;/span&gt; of adoption. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE&lt;/span&gt; help us and ask others to help us. There are thousands of couples that want to adopt and the best way to find your birth mom is to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;network!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks Again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the link is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="www.morganandbrittneyadoption.blogspot.com"&gt;www.morganandbrittneyadoption.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-8341804375788494995?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8341804375788494995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=8341804375788494995&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8341804375788494995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8341804375788494995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/11/adoption-blog.html' title='Adoption Blog'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-2681222894685284021</id><published>2010-10-19T20:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T21:09:44.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cutter Show</title><content type='html'>Does anyone know what I mean by cutter show? If not I will explain....&lt;br /&gt;A cutter show is a TV/Movie Program that you watch and it makes you want to cut your wrists, pop your eyeballs out, throw heavy and sharp objects at the TV. Usually people close to you know what your cutter show is and when they walk into the room and catch you watching it they say, "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Seriously Brittney, Why are you watching this again&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;" Well that might just be what I hear but others "Might" understand what I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;Well now that I have explained that.....I am about to announce my cutter show...&lt;br /&gt;in 3....2.....1.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Teen Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on MTV&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;obsessed&lt;/span&gt; with this show....obsessed might not really cut it. On Thursday we were playing with our nieces the flower shop game (explanation later). Well Morgan and I acted out an entire scene from Teen Mom and the nieces had no idea what we were talking about. They did think we were so funny though.&lt;br /&gt;Teen Mom is a reality show that follows the lives of teenagers that were first on 16 and Pregnant and it has now been 2 years and they are now 18 and 19.&lt;br /&gt;Well I would like to take this time to address them personally....(I know I am crazy, you do not need to tell me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Caitlin and Tyler,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to list you first because you are my most &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;very very&lt;/span&gt; favorite!! You two are wiser beyond your years. As a woman who prays everyday to adopt a baby, I wish that EVERY teenager in America would watch a full hour of you both. I am so proud of the choices you have made and have watched you both grow into the most wonderful, responsible people! Your little Carly will be grateful everyday for the choices you made!&lt;br /&gt;When I watch the way your Mom treats you Caitlin it makes me want to move you here, put you in my guest bedroom and hug you everyday!&lt;br /&gt;I cried and cried when I watched your reunion with Carly and her adoptive parents. They have so much gratitude for you both. You both have changed there lives and they will forever love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Maci,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sad to watch your break-up and I am sad that you moved away from your family and friends just to have your heart broken. You are such a good little Mom. Out of You, Farrah and Amber you are by far the best little Mom. I hope you and Ryan can co-parent together and create a happy environment for Bently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Farrah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are reading a 4 page letter to your one year old daughter and she looses interest...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DO NOT GET MAD AT HER&lt;/span&gt;. She is only one! I would tune you out after the first page and I am 29! I know you try very hard but you can not quit therapy. You need therapy! Your Mom is a little crazy, I will give you that. But C'mon...Be Nice!! And for the love!!...Please stop calling your Dad by his first name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Amber,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are such a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MESS&lt;/span&gt;! If I knew where you lived I would drive there and offer you every penny I have to let me adopt your daughter! The fact that you freaked out at Gary because he didn't want your stranger boyfriend changing Lea's diaper pretty much explains it all. Get off the freaking couch and play with your poor, cute, beautiful daughter . When I see her crying at the door and I see you yelling at her (from the couch) to stop....well...(that is the point I want to cut myself, throw something, pop my eyeballs out)&lt;br /&gt;I could dedicate a entire post just to you...but...I am a classy lady! I actually have to stop thinking about you because I am getting so mad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it....judge away. I don't even care!&lt;br /&gt;Thank You &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MTV&lt;/span&gt; for putting such quality programs on TV. Especially though my husband Thanks You!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-2681222894685284021?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2681222894685284021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=2681222894685284021&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2681222894685284021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2681222894685284021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-cutter-show.html' title='My Cutter Show'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-41949734985136061</id><published>2010-10-09T19:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T19:54:37.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest Bedroom</title><content type='html'>In August Morgan and I went to Portland for a little Vacation. My boss was generous enough to give me a $500 bonus for working there for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FIVE&lt;/span&gt; whole years. Awesome huh....So off to Portland we went. In Portland is one of my most favorites stores....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WEST ELM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is where the post starts...&lt;br /&gt;I had a empty bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Actually I had been waiting to turn this into a babies room. It wasn't really this&lt;br /&gt;empty. I had thrown a bed in there. Well I was sick of waiting and needed&lt;br /&gt;a project.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TLEKFeuYHPI/AAAAAAAAAcw/bnihB-TLX9M/s1600/IMG_2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TLEKFeuYHPI/AAAAAAAAAcw/bnihB-TLX9M/s320/IMG_2003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526209307023514866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So it all started when my eyes landed on this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WEST ELM $60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TLELMbtDVuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Lq82ADCm9vo/s1600/IMG_2429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TLELMbtDVuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Lq82ADCm9vo/s320/IMG_2429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526210525983364834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So I said to Morgan...I think we should give the guest room&lt;br /&gt;a face lift.&lt;br /&gt;So we bought this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(At IKEA for only $89)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TLEK6oe-JtI/AAAAAAAAAdY/qByURtIm9TA/s1600/IMG_2432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TLEK6oe-JtI/AAAAAAAAAdY/qByURtIm9TA/s320/IMG_2432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526210220176320210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Added some books, cute little items I found at&lt;br /&gt;Crate &amp;amp; Barrel &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(another favorite)&lt;/span&gt; and West Elm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Small vases were at Crate &amp;amp; Barrel for only 19.99 (set of 3)&lt;br /&gt;and the rocks we found on the beach in Oregon on our 6th wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;The vase holding rocks is from West Elm for only $9.99 (On Sale)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TLEK6s5fLtI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Vn-oCxzpZ3Q/s1600/IMG_2436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TLEK6s5fLtI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Vn-oCxzpZ3Q/s320/IMG_2436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526210221361278674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The side tables and lamps I got from our bedroom. I painted the side tables white.&lt;br /&gt;I like them so much better in this space.&lt;br /&gt;The mirrors were found at IKEA (for $40 each) but painted to match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TLEK6G7V8rI/AAAAAAAAAdI/5eNAbmPosxw/s1600/IMG_2434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TLEK6G7V8rI/AAAAAAAAAdI/5eNAbmPosxw/s320/IMG_2434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526210211168514738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wanted to make the book shelf stand out a little more so I found&lt;br /&gt;some wallpaper for $5 and lined the back. I think it adds a little somethin!&lt;br /&gt;I actually found a roll of wallpaper that I fell in love with but it was...$389...&lt;br /&gt;So I compromised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TLEK6F72N5I/AAAAAAAAAdA/1b5YmvvX0Co/s1600/IMG_2435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TLEK6F72N5I/AAAAAAAAAdA/1b5YmvvX0Co/s320/IMG_2435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526210210902194066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The finished result...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TLEK59iB37I/AAAAAAAAAc4/vwWtsFx-mcA/s1600/IMG_2433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TLEK59iB37I/AAAAAAAAAc4/vwWtsFx-mcA/s320/IMG_2433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526210208646422450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So with Paint and Supplies this room makeover cost me about $350.&lt;br /&gt;So Thanks Dr. Nelson!&lt;br /&gt;It was totally worth it, because now instead of seeing a space that was always waiting...&lt;br /&gt;I see a beautiful room!&lt;br /&gt;So if anyone needs a place to crash once in a while...&lt;br /&gt;your room is ready!&lt;br /&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/2334600341111264160-41949734985136061?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/41949734985136061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=41949734985136061&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/41949734985136061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/41949734985136061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/10/guest-bedroom.html' title='Guest Bedroom'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TLEKFeuYHPI/AAAAAAAAAcw/bnihB-TLX9M/s72-c/IMG_2003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-7527705764106588800</id><published>2010-09-26T00:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T00:57:52.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This day...</title><content type='html'>I am writing this with tears streaming down my cheeks. Today my Heavenly Father touched me on the shoulder and I felt him with me. I felt his gentle reminder that he is with me. I sometimes forget...often in fact. I forget that he knows me and that he knows my heart. I forget that sometimes I am a Daughter of God. Words that I was taught such a long time ago but never really thought they would play such a vital role in my life.&lt;br /&gt;So this day...I remember...&lt;br /&gt;I am a Daughter of God&lt;br /&gt;I am a Women&lt;br /&gt;a Wife&lt;br /&gt;a Daughter&lt;br /&gt;a Sister&lt;br /&gt;a Friend&lt;br /&gt;an Aunt!&lt;br /&gt;I am rich with blessings!&lt;br /&gt;My heart is so full with gratitude for my life. I complain so often and wonder why certain things don't happen for me. For that I am ashamed. For the times I have felt forgotten and unheard. I know that my Heavenly Father gives me those times for a purpose. To allow me to reflect and to get a small glimpse of the bigger picture. For that I am truly grateful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-7527705764106588800?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7527705764106588800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=7527705764106588800&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7527705764106588800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7527705764106588800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-day.html' title='This day...'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-2218966390525715072</id><published>2010-08-22T15:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T15:25:10.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>Well I didn't do what I wanted to do the month of july. The month of July was a hard month for me...I found my old bitter self. She came back and stayed a while. I don't know how or what exactly snapped me out of it...I am just so grateful that I did.&lt;br /&gt;Morgan and I had our sixth wedding anniversary on August 5th. We went to Portland for a week and stayed with some family. It was so nice to run away from our day to day life. I needed that break from myself!&lt;br /&gt;Then when we got home our caseworker said it was that time of year that we needed to update all of our adoption records. Which made me really sad because it has been 2 years that we decided to try and adopt. When Morgan and I were sitting in our parenting classes we were listening to these couples that waited 1 year, 2 years, 3 years and we looked at each other and said, "That will not be us, This is going to happen." We were so confident that it would just be a matter of a SMALL amount of time.&lt;br /&gt;We are still waiting!&lt;br /&gt;My heart and mind are so full of thoughts right now that I just want to shout out to the world right now....I just don't know how to say them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-2218966390525715072?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2218966390525715072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=2218966390525715072&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2218966390525715072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2218966390525715072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/08/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-3501940992218806328</id><published>2010-07-07T21:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:33:03.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Grateful for.....</title><content type='html'>07.07.2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. That tomorrow is Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. That after tomorrow I don't work until Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. That Tuesday my Rikki Mark is coming back to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea... it was one of those days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-3501940992218806328?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3501940992218806328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=3501940992218806328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3501940992218806328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3501940992218806328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-grateful-for_07.html' title='I am Grateful for.....'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-3784557189802036701</id><published>2010-07-06T22:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:37:15.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Grateful for.....</title><content type='html'>oK Ok ok....I know I have not started this whole month of being positive very well...but...I am back on track now. The holiday weekend took up all my time. Today though I really needed the help to be positive and to find gratitude in my life so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07.06.2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pepsi... If I had a dollar for how many times I have given up Pepsi I would be able to buy so much pepsi. I love the stuff! After a long day of telling my good side and bad side to shut the heck up, I am exhausted.  The thought of the pepsi waiting for me at home makes my drive seem like I am floating on a cloud. The even better part is that my hubby pores me a glass of the brown bubbly goodness in the correct cup, perfect amount of ice and my straw. That man knows just what I like! (Insert nudge nudge wink wink)&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi should hire me to campaign for them! Pepsi would rule the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. IKEA! This would have been my #1 all weekend but Pepsi rains supreme today! I heart IKEA so much! If you know me you know that I have purchased a great deal of goods from IKEA. People instead of asking me where I got a certain thing they ask, Did you get this at IKEA? Like they should automatically assume that all things in my home are from IKEA. Which they should but I do like other stores, Crate and Baral, West Elm, Target, Pottery Barn. But IKEA does rain supreme!&lt;br /&gt;I want a job at IKEA! I want to be a room designer there. I think I would be excellent for the job. So I am going to take pictures of all of my IKEA spaces and send it to them with my resume. In the mean time if anyone would like me to be there personal shopper and help them IKEA-a-fie a room in there home....I am available!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My IPhone! This is a luxury that I am soon going to have to give up due to the recent job loss and incredible downsize of our income. So in the meantime I am going to enjoy it as long as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know these are pretty worldly things....but....it was just one of those days! Tomorrow I am going to really try to see the bigger picture. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-3784557189802036701?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3784557189802036701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=3784557189802036701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3784557189802036701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3784557189802036701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-grateful-for_06.html' title='I am Grateful for.....'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-3683279691705856043</id><published>2010-07-02T10:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T10:27:22.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our friends Anna and Mason are selling their condo downtown. When I say downtown...I mean downtown. It is right behind the conference center. I love the location! I also love the inside of this place. They have done such a great job decorating and updating! So if you know anyone who is interested you can check out more pictures on their &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.themoderntraditionalist.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TC4D7igUZxI/AAAAAAAAAcg/QsnRuWDXtUg/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TC4D7igUZxI/AAAAAAAAAcg/QsnRuWDXtUg/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489329317220738834" 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/2334600341111264160-3683279691705856043?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3683279691705856043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=3683279691705856043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3683279691705856043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3683279691705856043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-sale.html' title='For Sale'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/TC4D7igUZxI/AAAAAAAAAcg/QsnRuWDXtUg/s72-c/DSC_0067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-4503772641881028170</id><published>2010-07-02T10:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T10:11:03.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Grateful for.....</title><content type='html'>July 1, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Red Mango! My new favorite treat! And there is no quilt when I am eating it!! If you have not tried it....you must! I should get free Red Mango for how many times I mention it via blog and facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. That I started my own business. This was a huge dream of mine and I never thought it would happen. Please help me spread the word and tell everyone and anyone...Check out my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simplybeautifulfloral.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My Mama! If it wasn't for her motivation and encouragement we would not have a striving business together. Mom you are the best business partner ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-4503772641881028170?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4503772641881028170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=4503772641881028170&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4503772641881028170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4503772641881028170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-grateful-for.html' title='I am Grateful for.....'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-7540247550013739649</id><published>2010-06-30T22:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:41:52.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does anyone blog anymore?.....</title><content type='html'>....I definitely do not! I have been anti blogging lately.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.....&lt;br /&gt;If you know or read my blog you would probably not be surprised to know that, I am not the most positive person. I know...right..Shocking!&lt;br /&gt;Well times are a changin!&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that my challenge for the month of July that I am going to blog EVERY day 3 things I am grateful for that day. So here goes...(I might include some blogs in between that might have some negative but those don't count.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06.29.2010&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for....&lt;br /&gt;1. My Savior Jesus Christ! I had a minute today as I was driving home from work to reflect on my relationship with my Savior. He who has saved me from many things. I am so grateful for his constant presence in my life. I know he is with me in all things. I am grateful that no matter how many times I question...why...why...why... I am reminded that he loves me. He died for me! And he lives for me!&lt;br /&gt;2. Random acts of kindness. Morgan and I received a very generous gift from an unknown person or group of persons. We are so so very grateful that people are concerned for us and willing to help us. Thank you to who ever you are!!&lt;br /&gt;3. My husband Morgan James! He is the LOVE of my life! This trial has brought us closer together. The other night we were reflecting on our life and talking about other couple especially newlyweds. And we have always felt like we just got married. Well as we were reflecting on our almost 7 years together as a couple we realized we have a MARRIAGE! A solid one to! We are an old married couple that just simply really likes being around the other person. He is still my very best friend and the person I would choose to spend all my time with! Heavenly Father definitely knew what he was doing when he put the two of us together. I have a husband and a dog and we are just the cutest little family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I am also grateful that my hubby just read this blog and fixed all my grammar mistakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-7540247550013739649?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7540247550013739649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=7540247550013739649&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7540247550013739649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7540247550013739649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/06/does-anyone-blog-anymore.html' title='Does anyone blog anymore?.....'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-8564662611077811813</id><published>2010-05-21T17:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T17:50:00.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>??????</title><content type='html'>I have contemplated what I should title this entry...&lt;br /&gt;I have come up with the following list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I will let you choose)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Holy Crap&lt;br /&gt;B. Kicked to the Ground, Then kicked in the face, The spit in the face!&lt;br /&gt;C. What the beep beep beepity beep!&lt;br /&gt;D. Wow...What...Why....What the Hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 6th&lt;br /&gt;Morgan and I hooked up with a Private Adoption Agency! Huge step for us! Talking to the director she said the average waiting time for couples is 2-8 weeks. Yes I said WEEKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;A W E S O M E&lt;br /&gt;Then after talking about the fee we decided if its going to happen...it will work out!&lt;br /&gt;May 10th&lt;br /&gt;After talking with family come up with a plan to make it happen. Divine intervention happens and Brittney cries and cries overwhelmed with blessings!&lt;br /&gt;May 11th&lt;br /&gt;Start all paperwork to start process...hoping to get this process started as soon as possible!&lt;br /&gt;May 13th&lt;br /&gt;Finish all paperwork! Just waiting for updated home visit with caseworker the next day. So excited!! Spend the whole night talking and planning. Feeling like...Wow! This might really happen!!&lt;br /&gt;May 14th&lt;br /&gt;Morgan gets laid off from job!&lt;br /&gt;Brittney cries and cries! Not feeling very blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again the craps! So frustrated with everything in my life! Cant even describe the amount of bitterness and pain I have inside!&lt;br /&gt;As I am sitting here numb to everything going on around me...&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I can bounce back from things pretty good. I am afraid I wont bounce back from this. I feel defeated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-8564662611077811813?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8564662611077811813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=8564662611077811813&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8564662611077811813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8564662611077811813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='??????'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-4614391585578070163</id><published>2010-03-30T19:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:14:45.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Big Business"---Shout out to Kelly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has always been a complete dream of mine to open my own business.&lt;br /&gt;Well after the last couple of weddings I have done for family and friends...I have done it!&lt;br /&gt;My Mom and I decided to join talents and start our own floral business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of right now we are only specializing in wedding/party arrangements due to our schedules. We do have BIG plans though!&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited and this has just been the biggest blessing in my life right now!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone please check out our blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" href="http://simplybeautifulfloral.blogspot.com/"&gt;simplybeautifulfloral.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if anyone know anyone who might be interested....&lt;br /&gt;Let me know!&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/2334600341111264160-4614391585578070163?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4614391585578070163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=4614391585578070163&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4614391585578070163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4614391585578070163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/321.html' title='&quot;Big Business&quot;---Shout out to Kelly!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-1430135073569807182</id><published>2010-03-28T16:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T16:46:57.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Britt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S6_JZ4NsycI/AAAAAAAAAYg/uDxy4r3YMzo/s1600/IMG_1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S6_JZ4NsycI/AAAAAAAAAYg/uDxy4r3YMzo/s320/IMG_1145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453799120192719298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I         L O V E          B E I N G         A N         A U N T ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I mean who wouldn't to these two little ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Friday (mostly) The little one, who just turned&lt;br /&gt;FIVE&lt;br /&gt;shows up at my house bright and early. She is not in the mood&lt;br /&gt;to converse but she does love to cuddle!&lt;br /&gt;As she is rubbing her eyes she says to me,&lt;br /&gt;Britt, Can we watch the cake show?&lt;br /&gt;Then we curl up on the couch for our favorite show&lt;br /&gt;on the food network, Ace of Cakes.&lt;br /&gt;When she is a little more awake she says,&lt;br /&gt;Where is my Mable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next little while we hang out, run errands, clean, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we drive out to pick up the SEVEN year old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull up to her school and wait to see her bopping through the doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She pulls the door open and says,&lt;br /&gt;Hi Aunt Britt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Music to my ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she goes on to tell me what she had for lunch,&lt;br /&gt;what she learned&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;What are we going to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the rest of the day is filled with whatever fun&lt;br /&gt;activity we can think of with lots of hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;(Hugs from the 5 year old and kisses from the 7 year old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two little people are on my list of my&lt;br /&gt;Top Favorite People!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My list of favorite quotes or conversations from the ladies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(In no particular order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britt: These will be your last pictures with all of your teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Said to the 7 year old)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 year old: Yea, then you will have an ugly smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Said face from the 7 year old)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Morgie you fart A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Said more then once)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Said when she was 3 years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Year old: Brin-tey, We are best friends, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Said last october when baby did not come to our house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was showing them a couple things I had bought for said baby.&lt;br /&gt;5 Year old holds up the pink striped jumber and screams,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT WAS A GIRL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When picking out our dog Mable the 7 year old says,&lt;br /&gt;Look..She has freckles like us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes I will hear from the 5 year old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you Sissie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was talking to the 5 year old about her not getting any&lt;br /&gt;bigger and just staying a 4 year old forever she says to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't cause I drink a lot of milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2334600341111264160-1430135073569807182?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1430135073569807182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=1430135073569807182&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/1430135073569807182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/1430135073569807182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/aunt-britt.html' title='Aunt Britt'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S6_JZ4NsycI/AAAAAAAAAYg/uDxy4r3YMzo/s72-c/IMG_1145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-3842310948850993302</id><published>2010-03-05T17:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:59:29.309-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Drum Roll Please....(Part 2)</title><content type='html'>I want to say Thank You for all of those who posted on there blog and facebook for us! You all had such nice things to say and I REALLY appreciate it! Anyway we can get the word out the better!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I am posting this so late...I kind of totally forgot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner of the amazing facial is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassie B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again thank you to all who posted for us! Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-3842310948850993302?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3842310948850993302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=3842310948850993302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3842310948850993302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3842310948850993302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/drum-roll-pleasepart-2.html' title='Drum Roll Please....(Part 2)'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5865662900781327908</id><published>2010-02-20T12:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T12:39:53.442-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Drum Roll Please.......1 0 0</title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gents this is my 100th post! I have been wanting to post about Valentines Day but have been waiting because I knew I was on 100! I wanted to do something really special for this 100th post!&lt;br /&gt;For this 100th post I am offering a PRIZE!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.facebook.com/SignatureSmiles?ref=ts"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S4ArGsyO9JI/AAAAAAAAAV0/QlSgCj4AMx0/s320/n141994276697_1553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440395743964624018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This prize is a Crystal Free Microdermabrasion Skin Bella Facial. This type of facial retails for over $300. At my dental office we have full service spa in our office. I have had this facial many times and LOVE IT!! A huge perk working there and I have taken full advantage. It leaves my face feeling so soft and I truly feel like my skin is glowing! The entire facial takes 1 hour and 30 minutes and you will walk away feeling like a new person.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; (Click on the image above to get more details about this facial and our spa services.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the deal....&lt;br /&gt;I want to get the word out about Morgan and I wanting to adopt a baby! We have had a unsuccessful year on the adoption front and want to get the word out! I need your help...&lt;br /&gt;Here is what you do....&lt;br /&gt;Post a picture of Morgan and I (from our blog) and the link to either our own blog or our adoption profil which is to the left under, Its about love. You could link people to both which would be awesome! Then comment on this post that you have done so and I will put your name in for this A W E S O M E spa experience.&lt;br /&gt;Side note...You may get this facial for yourself or it can be gifted to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really apreciate any of you who participate in this! We need all of the help we can get!  I will draw a name on March 1st!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-5865662900781327908?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5865662900781327908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5865662900781327908&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5865662900781327908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5865662900781327908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/drum-roll-please1-0-0.html' title='Drum Roll Please.......1 0 0'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S4ArGsyO9JI/AAAAAAAAAV0/QlSgCj4AMx0/s72-c/n141994276697_1553.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-2521747350627614291</id><published>2010-02-04T15:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T15:37:15.872-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LoVe lOvE LOVE!!!</title><content type='html'>I was looking thru old pictures on the computer and ran across some that I thought would be appropraite to share this month.&lt;br /&gt;My husband has always been good at Valentines Day...&lt;br /&gt;When He and I were just friends I was writing to a missionary that I was fond of and Morgan had roses delivered to my work. He wrote on the card, "I know there not from ____ but, they are the next best thing." I mean come on! Why didnt I just see it then!&lt;br /&gt;So on Valentines Day 7 years ago my husband gave me my first "real" Valentines Day.&lt;br /&gt;That morning I made him breakfast and gave him some cookies I had made and then we went and saw...I think...50 first dates. Then he disappeared and said be ready at 7 and dress nice. I am taking you somewhere really nice for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;He picked me up and in the car said that he had forgot his wallet and needed to go back to his house. So we get there he says I will just run in. So I'm waiting in the car and he comes out and says, Come and see how cute Rorie looks. (Rorie is our neice who was 1 then) He knew I would not argue to seeing her cute little face.&lt;br /&gt;So we walk in his parents front door and the pictures below are what I saw....&lt;br /&gt;(It would be better if I could ever figure out how to download them in the order I would like!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S2s6uGDlaOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/NgSnTx0J-r4/s1600-h/IM001170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434501938926676194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S2s6uGDlaOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/NgSnTx0J-r4/s320/IM001170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S2s6tq7TrLI/AAAAAAAAAVk/BLl_zEWG2dw/s1600-h/IM001161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434501931644202162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S2s6tq7TrLI/AAAAAAAAAVk/BLl_zEWG2dw/s320/IM001161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434501926371759762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S2s6tXSQlpI/AAAAAAAAAVc/wM7wq3TrnJg/s320/IM001162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were paper hearts everywhere, as well as candles. We had a very romantic dinner and then danced in his kitchen. It was AWESOME! As we were dancing, I just cried. I had never had someone who put so much thought and time into something for me! I had never felt so special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone gave Morgan a hard time saying that he set his bar to high and he would never catch up to it again....&lt;br /&gt;Babe....Are you going to let that be true?&lt;br /&gt;I kind of posted this to challenge him a little bit. I am a sucker for Valentines Day!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-2521747350627614291?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2521747350627614291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=2521747350627614291&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2521747350627614291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2521747350627614291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-love-love.html' title='LoVe lOvE LOVE!!!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S2s6uGDlaOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/NgSnTx0J-r4/s72-c/IM001170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-4643361699300251907</id><published>2010-01-23T16:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T16:24:17.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>#79</title><content type='html'>Reason #79 why I am in L O V E with Morgan James Thompson.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to IKEA last night with my sister Megan and as we were shopping around.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan pointed something out for our house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Umm I dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan: Yea...It doesn't really go with our color scheme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I leaned in and gave him a kiss and said, "That is why I love you!" How many men say Color Scheme? He does though. Because my husband has incredible good taste and he is very artistic. I am so lucky to be married to him! And that is why one day you will see on an amazing building...Designed by Morgan Thompson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-4643361699300251907?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4643361699300251907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=4643361699300251907&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4643361699300251907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4643361699300251907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/01/79.html' title='#79'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-4130293975313379131</id><published>2010-01-21T21:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T21:42:51.637-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>This is a pretty random post but has really been on my mind the last week. So Sunday night I settled in for the night to watch me some Golden Globes. I do enjoy the award season mostly for the clothes. Well this year with everything that was going on in the world knew that there would be things spoken about the recent earthquake in Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;When the show started I quickly noticed that most all of the stars were wearing ribbons. Obviously to raise awareness. Because that is what gets my attention...a ribbon fastened to a woman's hip as to no distract from her 40,000$ gown.&lt;br /&gt;Well the awards started and I was really enjoying it. Then they had a couple of well known actors give a speech how we "normal people' could go online and give as much money as we could spare to help Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;SIDENOTE....&lt;br /&gt;I am not against giving! I do and will give as much as I can to the relief efforts for that poor country. My heart breaks for those people and what they have lost. I am especially saddened by the thousands of children without parents. I would take as many as they would let me if I could!!&lt;br /&gt;I am though against....Actors who get paid MILLIONS and MILLIONS of dollars asking me to give money. If everyone in that stinkin room would give 1 million dollars of there "hard earned" money. They could completely re-build that country.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was a Su'a Sister who said that the most political they got was waiving a peace sign in a picture (I have been dying to use that line), well that is me! I am not a very political person, but I was really bugged by this! So what I am really saying is....Put your money where your mouth is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-4130293975313379131?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4130293975313379131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=4130293975313379131&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4130293975313379131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4130293975313379131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/01/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5756673660019200966</id><published>2009-12-27T20:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:04:12.257-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm GoInG tO pArTy LiKe It'S 1999!!!</title><content type='html'>I am overwhelmed with Joy....What?!? I can hear the shock from the crowds. Brittney overwhelmed with Joy..?!?! Well you would be to....if....&lt;br /&gt;After almost five years Mr and Mrs Thompson are finally not going to have 9 am Church.&lt;br /&gt;I know you can boo me later...Im sure most of you thought I was announcing Parenthood for the Thompsons.&lt;br /&gt;But....&lt;br /&gt;This is almost just as huge!&lt;br /&gt;See Morgan and I have had 9 o'clock church sense we were first married. By moving twice and then to a ward that never changed. There was only one ward in the building and they liked 9am church. (Kelly let us both have a moment of silence for the Belvedere Ward.)&lt;br /&gt;And then we moved into our ward now which was 9 am and has been for the last year. So...overwhelmed with JoY!&lt;br /&gt;I'm GoInG tO pArTy LiKe It'S 1999!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now if I could just make some friends in my new ward so I can socialize with other people besides Morgan. (No offense Morgie, Your Hot) Britt just needs some friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-5756673660019200966?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5756673660019200966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5756673660019200966&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5756673660019200966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5756673660019200966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-going-to-party-like-its-1999.html' title='I&apos;m GoInG tO pArTy LiKe It&apos;S 1999!!!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-8699719666082585804</id><published>2009-12-16T10:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T10:17:45.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a new day!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to let you all know that I am still with you all and did not get committed or walk into on-coming traffic. With the help of a couple very dear friends...I came to my realization and my New Years Resolution. What is...IS!&lt;br /&gt;The fact that good and bad people around me get to have babies and I don't...haS nothing to do with me. Do I still get sad? Yes! Am I still jealous of other people and there fertility? Hell Yes! Will I still remind pregnant women to shut-up and stop complaining? You better believe it!&lt;br /&gt;I am though going to take my couple of minutes to be sad and then really try to be positive. I was really sad though all weekend and could just not figure out why.&lt;br /&gt;Not being a Mom is something that I only I can deal with. I am the only one who lives in my head (well that's up for discussion) I can only tell myself how to feel.&lt;br /&gt;So for my New Years Resolution I am going to try really hard to be positive!&lt;br /&gt;I should tell you this....&lt;br /&gt;Monday going to work I was so upset but hid my feelings pretty well. And then tuesday I looked at my cute friend who I see as a sister and thought...What am I upset about. So I gave her a big hug (We both cried) I told her I loved her and that I was here for her. I felt so great after! Letting my hurt feelings go had never made me feel better! I told her that I think I am a very strong person. I have been on this rollar coaster for almost FIVE years and I always bounce back. Once again the brick wall....I can take the beating. I Think.....&lt;br /&gt;Well now that all of that is said....&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO DISNEYLAND SUCKERS!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-8699719666082585804?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8699719666082585804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=8699719666082585804&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8699719666082585804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8699719666082585804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-is-new-day.html' title='Today is a new day!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-6210834030751477074</id><published>2009-12-13T15:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T16:15:08.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling out your emotions</title><content type='html'>I feel guilty sometimes when I sit down to write these blogs. I sometimes want to just tell myself to shut up! Blogging to me is therapy and the people who comment on my blog are really wonderful people! So I feel like I am sitting in a room with a group of friends venting my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;So Anyway....&lt;br /&gt;I should not even be writing this but its my blog and I can write about any damn thing I want. A dear friend of mine who I work with and have known sense the was 16. I trained her and think of her like a little sister. Well she texted me friday night and announced to me that she and her boyfriend were having a baby. I was devastated! I have cried more over this then I did when we had our last failed placement. I couldn't respond to her TEXT and nor did I go to our office party that was the night after.  She said, "I know you will be happy for me." I'm not happy for her!&lt;br /&gt;I am a bitter ugly angry person again. I know that I have been fighting it for a couple of months hoping that this side of me would not re-surface but she has!&lt;br /&gt;I am hurt and the tears keep running down my face. I want so badly to have the compassion for her that I know she deserves. How hard this must have been for her. But I can only seem to dwell on my own selfish feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday instead of counting my blessings I screamed at my husband. Almost the whole day! I was a person who I hate! A person that I do not want to be. I am that girl again who cried every month going to the Doctors to be told that all the meds were not working. The person who layed on a table half dressed while I listened thru the paper thin walls of the couple hearing the heart beat for the first time and just crying!&lt;br /&gt;I am back to my scary dark bitter side!&lt;br /&gt;So my husband asks me what he can do for me? I wish I knew! I wish I was a stronger person. I wish with 100% of my whole heart that I could just forget about being a Mom and MOVE ON! Like accept the cards that have been dealt to me....and play the damn game of life!&lt;br /&gt;And...I have to go to work tomorrow and I don't know how to act or what to say? How am I going to do this without walking outside into on-coming traffic?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-6210834030751477074?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6210834030751477074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=6210834030751477074&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6210834030751477074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6210834030751477074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/12/feeling-out-your-emotions.html' title='Feeling out your emotions'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-2049822617500947711</id><published>2009-12-11T12:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T12:38:43.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ladies and Gentleman....My Christmas tree! I am actually really proud of this tree. The idea started at a dental meeting I went to in Las Vegas in October. It was right after the Adoption Saga and I needed to keep my mind busy so I wouldn't dwell on &lt;a href="http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/11/lack-of-blogging.html"&gt;The Brick Wall&lt;/a&gt;. So during this meeting I found my mind straying so I decided to sketch. I started sketching some ideas about making my tree out of paper. I had wanted to do this last year but just never got around to it. I was so excited to have a project to fill my time with.&lt;br /&gt;I am super excited because it turned out better then I had imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now my tree is up, my shopping and wrapping is done. I can just relax and enjoy the holidays! I Love Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SyKLMtyerDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/UcSAX7EVCR0/s1600-h/IMG_0772a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SyKLMtyerDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/UcSAX7EVCR0/s320/IMG_0772a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414042752618769458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SyKRFGvlXGI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YLajIjqG8iE/s1600-h/IMG_0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SyKRFGvlXGI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YLajIjqG8iE/s320/IMG_0775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414049218948324450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SyKK4BQUrsI/AAAAAAAAAT0/uouUUvY1V7k/s1600-h/IMG_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SyKK4BQUrsI/AAAAAAAAAT0/uouUUvY1V7k/s320/IMG_0776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414042397066964674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SyKK3gB6TzI/AAAAAAAAATs/vYvtbkW5Olk/s1600-h/IMG_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SyKK3gB6TzI/AAAAAAAAATs/vYvtbkW5Olk/s320/IMG_0778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414042388148145970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SyKK3EPvJHI/AAAAAAAAATk/l4ZSYwO7uUM/s1600-h/IMG_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SyKK3EPvJHI/AAAAAAAAATk/l4ZSYwO7uUM/s320/IMG_0779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414042380689941618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This wreathe took me the longest! It was totally worth it though. I am thinking of making another one after Christmas to hang on my door. If anyone is interested....Let me know.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SyKK2qe16iI/AAAAAAAAATc/eL75my36YIk/s1600-h/IMG_0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SyKK2qe16iI/AAAAAAAAATc/eL75my36YIk/s320/IMG_0773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414042373773978146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just my centerpiece on my coffee table. I did not spend any money on this. The ornaments are what I usually use as well as the ribbon. And I have a TON of pine cones from my cousins wedding that I use every now and then. Thanks Jody for all of the pine cones. They have come in handy many times!&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/2334600341111264160-2049822617500947711?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2049822617500947711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=2049822617500947711&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2049822617500947711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2049822617500947711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/12/ladies-and-gentleman.html' title='The Tree'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SyKLMtyerDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/UcSAX7EVCR0/s72-c/IMG_0772a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-8009705940511547595</id><published>2009-12-09T14:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:55:38.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CoMiNg SoOn....</title><content type='html'>Pictures of my Christmas Tree. I made ALL of the ornaments from paper. It took me a total of probably 3 days...IT WAS SO WORTH IT! I am in love with the way it turned out. Pictures coming soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-8009705940511547595?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8009705940511547595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=8009705940511547595&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8009705940511547595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8009705940511547595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/12/coming-soon.html' title='CoMiNg SoOn....'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-411335154028610911</id><published>2009-11-29T19:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T19:29:46.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope everyone had a GREAT thanksgiving! I LOVE Thanksgiving! It has always been my #2 favorite holiday. This year was my sides turn in the rotation so we traveled to my parents house for dinner. I was in charge of the table setting...(My favorite assignment). Side note...Jenilyn or Jamie if you ever read my blog please show Pam these pictures. She would be so proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;The flowers were my favorite part. I am kind of starting a side floral buisness for myself. I did some of the flowers for my sisters wedding and then did all of my cousins. I also have a couple more upcoming weddings. Anyway...I have really enjoyed doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I am thankful for many things so I thought I would make a list....(In NO Particular Order)&lt;br /&gt;1. My Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;2. My husband and Best Friend Morgan James Thompson&lt;br /&gt;3. My Dog Mable&lt;br /&gt;4. My Parents&lt;br /&gt;5. My Husbands Parents&lt;br /&gt;6. My Siblings and there Spouses&lt;br /&gt;7. My Talents&lt;br /&gt;8. The roller coaster of Adoption. Even though I am REALLY feeling the motions of this. I know one day I will experience the Joy in the process.&lt;br /&gt;9. Our Caseworker MaryAnne!&lt;br /&gt;10. My Job and the people I work with.&lt;br /&gt;11. My Home&lt;br /&gt;12. My friends&lt;br /&gt;13. My husbands job&lt;br /&gt;14. My Grandparents, Uncles, Aunts and Cousins&lt;br /&gt;15. Rorie and Peighton&lt;br /&gt;16. DisneyLand&lt;br /&gt;17. SYTYCD&lt;br /&gt;18. My Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;19. My hubbys kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...I am just very thankful for my life and EVERYTHING in it! The good, The bad and The ugly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SxMctCobNfI/AAAAAAAAATU/v5mum6LeJds/s1600/IMG_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SxMctCobNfI/AAAAAAAAATU/v5mum6LeJds/s320/IMG_0736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409699137528215026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SxMcspVLQrI/AAAAAAAAATM/BFKPx03Ohuw/s1600/IMG_0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SxMcspVLQrI/AAAAAAAAATM/BFKPx03Ohuw/s320/IMG_0718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409699130736591538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are a couple of pictures of the table I did at Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SxMcsDoShtI/AAAAAAAAATE/C-iS8o7fcDM/s1600/IMG_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SxMcsDoShtI/AAAAAAAAATE/C-iS8o7fcDM/s320/IMG_0715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409699120616212178" 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/2334600341111264160-411335154028610911?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/411335154028610911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=411335154028610911&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/411335154028610911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/411335154028610911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hope-everyone-had-great-thanksgiving.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SxMctCobNfI/AAAAAAAAATU/v5mum6LeJds/s72-c/IMG_0736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5056000188274931779</id><published>2009-11-22T21:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:43:16.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I could not resist posting pictures of my cute family on Halloween&lt;br /&gt;...and Yes...&lt;br /&gt;Morgan and I are wearing matching t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;Judge us all you want&lt;br /&gt;...We don't care!&lt;br /&gt;Mable was the cutest little bumblebee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SwoEJ6Lx4AI/AAAAAAAAAS0/352WGkneMkQ/s1600/IMG_0689a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SwoEJ6Lx4AI/AAAAAAAAAS0/352WGkneMkQ/s320/IMG_0689a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407138870895697922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SwoEJbIlK5I/AAAAAAAAASs/hQgF-TYxOsY/s1600/IMG_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SwoEJbIlK5I/AAAAAAAAASs/hQgF-TYxOsY/s320/IMG_0683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407138862560783250" 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/2334600341111264160-5056000188274931779?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5056000188274931779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5056000188274931779&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5056000188274931779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5056000188274931779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-i-could-not-resist-posting-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SwoEJ6Lx4AI/AAAAAAAAAS0/352WGkneMkQ/s72-c/IMG_0689a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-2203006966318055861</id><published>2009-11-14T23:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T00:13:53.972-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of Blogging</title><content type='html'>So does anyone check my blog anymore??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been such a blogger loser lately. For quite sometime I checked everyone's blog (almost) everyday and was excited to read about all the new and fabulous things people were doing. But ever since Morgan and I were thrown up against a brick wall, not really feeling the whole blogging scene. When I refer to the brick wall I mean... what is Adoption. Cause for us right now it is a brick wall! You get thrown up against it your face smashed up against the rough surface just to step away and realize that even though you have a couple of scratches and cuts, Your Fine! And your still on the other side of that dumb brick wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have we been doing?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I needed a project to get my mind off the massive HUGE brick wall I was standing up against. So I am making my Christmas Tree decorations entirely out of paper. I am excited about how this will turn out and hope that it turns out as cute as it looks in my head. (Pictures to come)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new calling....Drum Roll Please! Primary Singing Person! Hold back your laughter...Especially you Kelly! :) When the bishop asked me, Morgan OUTLOUD started laughing. Because the thought of his wife standing up and singing and leading ANYONE in song was to much for him to take. A part of me died that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan got a new laptop...BORING! He has been basking in it's glory the entire day. I would not be surprised if him and the fedex man didn't embrace! School is going really well this semester and even though he is busy, he has not freaked out yet. He is allowed a couple of freak-outs every semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to DisneyLand in December and I am so freakin excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mable is still the cutest Dog and I dressed her up for Halloween. I have decided that because I have no children I am going to become a Crazy dog lady. I dressed her up as a bumblebee! I will have to post a picture later. She was so stinkin cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Please someone comment on this post so I know that my Mom is not the only person who reads this...LOVE YOU MOM, YOUR THE BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pEAcE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-2203006966318055861?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2203006966318055861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=2203006966318055861&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2203006966318055861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2203006966318055861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/11/lack-of-blogging.html' title='Lack of Blogging'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-1519136175402011410</id><published>2009-10-28T01:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T01:26:18.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah!</title><content type='html'>I have started and deleted this post oh about 100 times. I have nothing to say! The sweet little birth mom decided to parent her daughter. I did know she was having a girl...which in a way made it worst. I could picture her in my mind! I think people (especially our caseworker) are waiting for me to open up and let out all of my thoughts and feelings. I really don't have any! After we got the news Morgan and I just kind of stared at each other and both thought, What did we just go through? Was that for real? Were we that close and then not close at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do know is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an amazing husband who I love more then ever! He was my rock! We have an amazing caseworker who I love! There were so many days that I wanted to drive to her office lay on her couch and just cry. Instead I cried on the phone, probably every day! I am surrounded by people who loves us and only want good things to happen to us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to sum everything up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan and I had the longest two and half weeks of our lives! Cried and screamed every day. Prayed countless times. Planned what we would do. Talked and Talked. Didn't Sleep! And now...Blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Sucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-1519136175402011410?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1519136175402011410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=1519136175402011410&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/1519136175402011410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/1519136175402011410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/10/blah.html' title='Blah!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5704038539068683612</id><published>2009-10-13T23:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:51:03.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Morgan's First Post</title><content type='html'>Well let me let you guys know that I have never had this big of an audience. This may the be the second time I have ever blogged.  My beautiful Brittney didn't feel like updating everybody on the adoption status.  Well let me begin from the start........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am terrible with dates so I am not going to give you any, because frankly I couldn't. Anyways, a couple of weeks ago our case worker was speaking with a birth mom that was indecisive on placing her baby.  She has had 10 couples profiles with her to help her decide, but didn't see any that stood out to her.  While in our case worker's office she noticed our brochure that we had made for our adoption yard sale (thanks again for all that helped with that).  Well she read the brochure and really liked it.  Come to find out that she had our profile for about 4 months and she didn't realize it.  Things were said and the birth mom and her mom wanted to see us. She wanted to put a face on the whole process and hoped it would help her make a definite decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were okay with this and had a great meeting with the two of them.  The mom was very nice and supportive of her daughter.  The daughter was very nice, but definitely had a lot to think about.  All in all, the meeting went awesome and our case worker even thought so.  (I thought this was very funny, but the birth mom said that I was just like her. Quiet and laid back is the only way to be!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, we are waiting for her to make this very difficult decision and she is due tomorrow!  Well we hope she makes the decision that is right for her and we can only hope for the best. All I can do right now is hug and kiss my nervous wreck of a wife.  Good thing she is still super cute even in the state that she is in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thanks for listening and I am going to tell all my signature sign off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thompson Out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is always how you will know its the Morgster)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-5704038539068683612?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5704038539068683612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5704038539068683612&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5704038539068683612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5704038539068683612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/10/morgans-first-post.html' title='Morgan&apos;s First Post'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-7148792118430977407</id><published>2009-09-02T23:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:32:24.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Clomid Club</title><content type='html'>So I decided that I would write this post and dedicate it to all the Women who have ever taken Clomid or thinking about it. Thanks Meredith for inspiring me...&lt;br /&gt;So Clomid is a fertility drug that is given to Women to stimulate ovulation. For some this is a miracle drug and helps them get pregnant. For others..like myself gives them a lot of horrific (humorous) stories. I thought I should share a couple of them with you.&lt;br /&gt;Side note...Clomid is given to poeple in 50mg amounts. Each month you take it pending on if you ovulate or not your Dr. will bump you up. Well my first Dr. took me up to 150mg. My second Dr. took me up to 205mg I wish you could know that I am screaming the 250mg!!! The side effects are...(to my knowledge) Headaches, Mood Swings, Weight Gain, Mood Swings, Nausea and have I mentioned MOOD SWINGS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Let me share some examples of you the mood swings. WARNING....I might use some choice words and be a little personal so stop reading if you are easly offended.&lt;br /&gt;All of these experiences happened during the five days you take this medicene...&lt;br /&gt;* Morgan and I were in Wal-Mart and I saw a women who was pregnant and had two younger children probably under the age of 2 or 3. One walking around with no shoes, red face, snot everywhere and crying. (She was yelling at him to, "Shut the Hell Up before I give you a reason to cry". The other in a diaper (only) in the cart also crying. I sat there and stared in the middle of the isle and saw myself lunging toward the woman. I then started filling with so much rage that Morgan had to escort me out of the store. Him saying nothing (Smart Guy) just putting me in the car.&lt;br /&gt;* Usually I would not even work while I was on this stuff because my co-workers could not handle all of the mean things I would say. Well I decided I would go to work because I was feeling pretty good. Well they sent me to the post office and there was the cutest women (not screaming at her child) playing with her adorable 2 year old. I had a COMPLETE melt down in the middle of the post office. Like the sobbing crying that you cant even catch your breathe. I believe the little old lady standing behind me said it best, Honey...You need to take a deep breathe. Needless to say I could barely calm down enough to call my work and tell them I was going home.&lt;br /&gt;* WARNING--Extremely personal...Morgan and I were in the shower together (I know...is anyone shocked?) Well we were being all lovey dovey and I think he turned his back to me and I completely lost it and started crying that he didnt love me and that I was better off without him...Who the hell knows. I think all Morgan did was get out of that shower as fast as he could to avoid his head being banged up against the tile wall. SMART MAN!&lt;br /&gt;(Morgan just said...."Woman what are you doing, I can't control you.")&lt;br /&gt;I have many many more but I'm tired. I feel like I am a legend and should be given a medal because at 250mg...I DIDNT KILL ANYONE! My husband is especially grateful. He is the one who deserves a medal because we are still married. I could not even count the times I told him I was going to divorce him. He would just calmly pat me on the head and tell me he would talk about it after the drugs were out of my system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-7148792118430977407?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7148792118430977407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=7148792118430977407&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7148792118430977407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7148792118430977407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/09/clomid-club.html' title='The Clomid Club'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-8996568733871054105</id><published>2009-09-01T23:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:22:18.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You need to find the humor in all things....</title><content type='html'>I would like to share a story that will allow you a glimpse of how royally broken I am...(Literally)&lt;br /&gt;So someone (for confidential purposes we will call this lady Barbara) Anyway...Barbara called me and told me that she had gone to the Dr. to try and find out why she was not getting pregnant. Well she was telling me how everything went and the her Dr. had suggested she go on some miracle drug called Privera. That he had found HUGE success in women getting pregnant from taking this drug. She asked what he would suggest over Clomed (The drug from hell). He said he would put anyone on  Privera instead of Clomed. Well he was hopeful that she could be pregnant from this drug within months. Well after hanging up with Barbara I called my mom frantic and so upset, Why had my Dr. not ever suggested this miracle drug. I mean come on...these Dr's shared a freakin office. Why was I not clued in on this little secret that had such a huge success rate.&lt;br /&gt;"Mother, blah blah blah...Why did he not ever put me on the drug called Privera?"&lt;br /&gt;"Brittney...Honey... (just side reference, my mom filled all of my prescriptions for 3 years) You did take Privera with Clomed."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh...that sucks!"&lt;br /&gt;So I was taking this so called miracle drug with the hell drug for THREE, 3, tres years and NOTHING!!!&lt;br /&gt;I had to laugh because of course I am that broken! Stupid broken in-fertile Brittney! Go ahead and laugh at yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-8996568733871054105?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8996568733871054105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=8996568733871054105&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8996568733871054105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8996568733871054105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-need-to-find-humor-in-all-things.html' title='You need to find the humor in all things....'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5583182713760643755</id><published>2009-08-18T19:32:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:13:56.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Come and Support Adoption</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We need EVERYONE who reads this to immediately copy and paste it to there blog! Lets spread the word people!&lt;br /&gt;We are having our Yard Sale this coming&lt;br /&gt;Saturday August 22 from 8 to 3&lt;br /&gt;8085 South Leslie Drive (3905 West)&lt;br /&gt;We are doing this for two reasons...&lt;br /&gt;1. To raise money for our adoption fees.&lt;br /&gt;2. To make contact with people we never would otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;Please come and support us! We have many pieces of furniture, an electric dryer, lots of clothes for kids and adults, prom dresses and even wedding dresses!&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-5583182713760643755?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5583182713760643755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5583182713760643755&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5583182713760643755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5583182713760643755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/08/come-and-support-adoption.html' title='Come and Support Adoption'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-3415312093008640414</id><published>2009-08-07T09:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T10:42:04.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adoption Yard Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ATTENTION ANYONE WHO LOVES THE THOMPSON'S AND WANTS TO SEE THEM GET A BABY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having a Yard Sale August 22!! We are having this yard sale for two BIG reasons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Everyone who comes to the yard sale will receive information about us and our quest to add to our family through adoption. People that we usually would never make contact with...will get to. Yea!&lt;br /&gt;This reason alone is why we are doing this but there is also a # Dos. (Did I spell that right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To raise some money for our adoption fees. All of the money that is raised for our Yard Sale will go toward our adoption fees. Morgan and I have now had the opportunity three times to adopt through a private agency. Well then what the heck Thompson's...why don't you have 3 babies? Because and this a is a Big Because. The fees to adopt through a private agency range from 30,000 - 60,000. I don't know about you, but we do not have that kind of money! So we are doing everything we can to put our self in a situation to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All items that are not sold will be donated to a local charity. PLEASE help us! We need as many donations as we can get. Large and Small...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EVERYTHING WILL HELP! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Items can be delivered to our home or we will be more then willing to pick them up. Please contact us ASAP if you are able to help.&lt;br /&gt;Please post this on your blog if you can or email as many people with our link. Also if anyone in your neighborhoods, wards or families could help. We would be so very appreciative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come on guys..this is the year Thompsons are going to grow plus 1! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-3415312093008640414?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3415312093008640414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=3415312093008640414&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3415312093008640414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3415312093008640414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/08/adoption-yard-sale.html' title='Adoption Yard Sale'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-8028022427056660557</id><published>2009-08-05T16:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T16:51:28.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Five years and counting....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is Morgans and I FIVE year wedding anniversary. It feels like yesterday that we got married until I think about all of the things that we have done. The other night Morgan and I were laying on the floor in our living room with our little Mable next to us. He had his arms wrapped around me and I was cuddled up under his arm. It was one of those moments....The Moments I know it is my Heavenly Father who taps me on the shoulder and reminds me how blessed I am. I truly am married to my very best friend. We started that way and it has been that constant friendship that has sustained us. No one makes me laugh like Morgan, and no one can make me feel better like he does. Sometimes he doesn't even need to say anything...He gets me! My husband has wiped away many many tears from my cheeks and held me as I have cried.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I was meant to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father knew what he was doing when he turned our heads toward each other.&lt;br /&gt;Morgan I love you so much! Way more then I did when we were married! Thank you for supporting me and always calming me down! I know it drives you crazy when I say, "High Five Buddy!" But...you are my Buddy! You are also my Hot Husband who I love (like crazy love)! Happy Anniversary Baby! I hope each year just gets better and better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Snn7wo1J3DI/AAAAAAAAASE/6gpTgiLIoMU/s1600-h/IM001260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Snn7wo1J3DI/AAAAAAAAASE/6gpTgiLIoMU/s400/IM001260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366597244001311794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Morgan and I on our Wedding Day August 5, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Snn7xIwYuXI/AAAAAAAAASM/Z2XlPkckKO0/s1600-h/IM001278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Snn7xIwYuXI/AAAAAAAAASM/Z2XlPkckKO0/s400/IM001278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366597252571249010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This hot young skinnier couple is Us on our honeymoon!&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/2334600341111264160-8028022427056660557?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8028022427056660557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=8028022427056660557&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8028022427056660557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8028022427056660557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-is-morgans-and-i-five-year.html' title='Five years and counting....'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Snn7wo1J3DI/AAAAAAAAASE/6gpTgiLIoMU/s72-c/IM001260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-6161938389896205140</id><published>2009-07-20T18:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:12:05.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well Morg and I decided to celebrate our Anniversary a little early due to time off at work. So we headed to Portland...First reaction...Kind a Lame. But I had never been before and Morgan has an Uncle and Aunt there that I had never met. So we decided to make it a week long vacation and drive the 900+ miles and head west. Usually I like to plan out our vacations with, places to visit, places to eat and have a game plan. This time we threw everything up in the air and headed out with NO PLAN! Thompsons are going crazy!&lt;br /&gt;Well I knew that I would have fun because I always have fun with my hubby, but I had no idea how much I would LOVE Portland. It did help that Morgans family, Uncle Jack, Aunt Joe that we stayed with are the SWEETEST people. They have a beautiful home in Battleground, Washington that is in the country and surrounded by trees. They took such good care of us!&lt;br /&gt;Well the first day we were there we headed into Portland to check out the city. We first went to the Japanese Garden and then the Rose Garden. Both were so so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to a little shopping area to spend some quality alone time at&lt;br /&gt;CRATE &amp;amp; BARRELL!&lt;br /&gt;My Most favorite store...Ever! As we were walking in I gave Morgan the rules.&lt;br /&gt;1. No dumb jokes&lt;br /&gt;2. Give me my space&lt;br /&gt;3. And dont rush me!&lt;br /&gt;Sounds a little crazy....It is and I dont care! He was the best husband and followed all of the rules and even let me buy whatever I wanted! Seriously that goes very far in the&lt;br /&gt;BEST HUSBAND EVER category!&lt;br /&gt;Well walking out of there I just didnt think this day could get any better......&lt;br /&gt;WELL IT DID&lt;br /&gt;As we walked around the corner the gates of heaven opened and there it was...&lt;br /&gt;Cue the sounds of heaven....&lt;br /&gt;THE CONTAINER STORE&lt;br /&gt;At this point...I think Morgan said, Oh my hell! He had just lost his wife! I was like a kid in a candy store....Not even close because I never went down the candy isle or the toy isle of a store. I ALWAYS went down the paper isle. How many kids open a library in her room where family memebers could check out there own books and magazines.&lt;br /&gt;Yes thats write...I even had a card catelog.&lt;br /&gt;It was rediculous how much I loved that store. They had every kind of container you could imagine. They had a row of just filing folers in every color you could think of&lt;br /&gt;(Post coming soon just on just that isle).&lt;br /&gt;The rest of that day was a little bit of a blur...I was blissfully happy!&lt;br /&gt;Well the rest of the vacation was another trip to Crate and Barrell, Morgan buying an Iphone, Going to Seattle for a night, Seeing the Salt Lake Bees play the Portland Beavers and lots of good food! I know most of this post was filled with all of my crazy OCD but it was AWESOME! I had such a fun time and Morgan was the sweetest! Pictures below....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SmUFfwHas0I/AAAAAAAAARc/0fdEQK0GfAk/s1600-h/IMG_2677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SmUFfwHas0I/AAAAAAAAARc/0fdEQK0GfAk/s400/IMG_2677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360696974504538946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Morgan and I at the Japaneese Garden overlooking downtown Portland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SmUFgdItdvI/AAAAAAAAARk/fHmQmPU2HH0/s1600-h/IMG_2679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SmUFgdItdvI/AAAAAAAAARk/fHmQmPU2HH0/s400/IMG_2679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360696986589558514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan showing off his Kung Foo Panda Moves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SmUFhOpXhoI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ussF9Bc1tuI/s1600-h/IMG_2704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SmUFhOpXhoI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ussF9Bc1tuI/s400/IMG_2704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360696999879870082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Famous Fish throwers at the Public Market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SmUFgxxKeYI/AAAAAAAAARs/QvJmPHVcfb4/s1600-h/IMG_2703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SmUFgxxKeYI/AAAAAAAAARs/QvJmPHVcfb4/s400/IMG_2703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360696992127940994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best Farmers Market, the had flower bouguets&lt;br /&gt;for only $10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SmUFhv-Re8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/CD49FretjUw/s1600-h/IMG_2715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SmUFhv-Re8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/CD49FretjUw/s400/IMG_2715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360697008825924546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am the only one who is allowed to make fun of my big hair and sometimes&lt;br /&gt;when I do not straighten in...I say that it looks like the Red Head on Fraggle Rock.&lt;br /&gt;Well ta da...they had a picture!&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/2334600341111264160-6161938389896205140?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6161938389896205140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=6161938389896205140&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6161938389896205140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6161938389896205140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/07/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SmUFfwHas0I/AAAAAAAAARc/0fdEQK0GfAk/s72-c/IMG_2677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-2049482560189861819</id><published>2009-07-09T16:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:37:49.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Bedroom Makeover</title><content type='html'>Well we finally finished our Bedroom! I have been dying to do something to this room since the day we moved in! I LOVE how it turned out! It feels like such a grown-up bedroom. We were able to purchase all new furniture. Morgan did all of the painting himself and new 6 inch base boards for my birthday gift. The only thing we kept were the closet doors. They look so much better now that they reflect something beautiful instead of a bare white room. I actually really like them. I had to find my inner Candace Olsen and keep them. She will put mirrors on everything if she could.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-2049482560189861819?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2049482560189861819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=2049482560189861819&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2049482560189861819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2049482560189861819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-bedroom-makeover.html' title='Our Bedroom Makeover'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-2196948853214653589</id><published>2009-07-09T16:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:32:57.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d54417a4d4459304e54673d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: Our Bedroom Makeover" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d54417a4d4459304e54673d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-2196948853214653589?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2196948853214653589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=2196948853214653589&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2196948853214653589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2196948853214653589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/07/make-smilebox-slideshow.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-8870023133820675324</id><published>2009-06-08T23:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:36:47.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So really fast I have to share this really cute story...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had my entire family over for dinner and I was reading a letter that we are going to send out to all of our family and friends letting them know how they can help connect us to a birth mom. Well I was reading this to my Mom and Aunt Kristy. Well my cousin Riley who is 9 was also listening. I read the letter and this is what happened....&lt;br /&gt;After a minute of Riley not saying anything he says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley: Mom, I wonder if Shauna wants to keep her baby.&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Kristy (Mom): (With a shocked look) Yea Ri, I think she wants to keep her baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then looks at me and whispers, That's our bishops wife. We all busted out laughing except for Riley. He was totally serious! He said, "She has like 6 kids already".&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Riley for watching out for me! So if you are pregnant and a 9 year old, blonde hair boy comes up to you and asks you if you want to keep your baby. Don't be offended, he just really wants his cousin to get a baby! I love you Riley!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-8870023133820675324?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8870023133820675324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=8870023133820675324&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8870023133820675324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8870023133820675324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-really-fast-i-have-to-share-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-6647101184248820177</id><published>2009-06-06T12:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:56:20.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what happens when you don't lock the kennel and then leave the dog for 5 hours..UNSUPERVISED....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what my pillow looked like before Mable....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiqsZ9rKazI/AAAAAAAAARI/iOhVgHU_Xuc/s1600-h/IMG_2581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiqsZ9rKazI/AAAAAAAAARI/iOhVgHU_Xuc/s400/IMG_2581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344273469880822578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what it looked like after....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiqsaABRODI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1oqNtV8S054/s1600-h/IMG_2582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiqsaABRODI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1oqNtV8S054/s400/IMG_2582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344273470510413874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever developed like 200 pictures off of your camera and then gone through them and put them in piles of how you want to put them in your scrapbook? Well I bet you never thought your dog would climb up on your desk and destroy all of those piles....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiqsZvK7c6I/AAAAAAAAARA/WN60cMA68sE/s1600-h/IMG_2580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiqsZvK7c6I/AAAAAAAAARA/WN60cMA68sE/s400/IMG_2580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344273465987527586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only those who backcomb there hair would understand this major loss! This is my most favorite "Big Hair" comb...RIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiqsZW0QYQI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/QBw4MdGeVz8/s1600-h/IMG_2583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiqsZW0QYQI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/QBw4MdGeVz8/s400/IMG_2583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344273459449979138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And you had better believe that I told Morgan...I told you so!&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/2334600341111264160-6647101184248820177?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6647101184248820177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=6647101184248820177&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6647101184248820177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6647101184248820177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-what-happens-when-you-dont-lock.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiqsZ9rKazI/AAAAAAAAARI/iOhVgHU_Xuc/s72-c/IMG_2581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5430002747105344201</id><published>2009-06-01T18:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:09:16.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy Club Part 2</title><content type='html'>I feel like I should title these long drawn out blog entry's the same thing. Only because...if you see the title you will say to yourself....Brittney is a bummer today and you will click the back button on your computer and move on to someone else's blog. Full of love, joy and overwhelming happiness.&lt;br /&gt;As a in-fertile person...I have some bad days. Not like any of you people reading this dont have your bad days...I fully acknowledge that everyone has them and everyone has there own problems. I just feel like I am in a club and I am one of those nerdy girls that everyone is nice to but really hopes to never be caught alone with that girl afraid she will invite you do something.&lt;br /&gt;Today I am sad, I am feeling sorry for myself. I am starting to become im-patient again. Yes, I said AGAIN! I thought that I had gotten over all of this (in-fertile) stuff. YEA RIGHT!! I was in deep denial!! I know that I have every right to be im-patient and sad. The thing that scares me is that....I was once in a very bitter deeply sad place in my life. I call it...Fertility Hell!! I am so afraid that I am on my way back there. I do not want to be that person! I want to be able to know that when people I know (Especially people I deeply care for) announces to me that they are expecting there bundle of joy, I will have a lagitimate smile on my face. How sad for the person on the other end who is so excited to tell a person like me that they are prego and I immediatly bust into tears. BUZZ KILL! People that are expecting should be excited, Hell..I would be shouting it from the roof tops! I would put it on the jumbo tron and the next sporting event.  IN-FERTILE BRITTNEY THOMPSON...CENCEIVES CHILD!! It would be on the news! I don not want to go back to that person!&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful to my Heavenly Father who lets me have these days, moments and hours to feel sorry for myself. Because without fail, he lets me and then he immediatly wraps his arms around me! I am just in the feeling sorry for myself stage. I need a miracle to happen! I need to have that....It was totally worth it moment! I need to not be that nerdy girl who wants into the Mommy Club so badly! I need to be that Mom who remembers the days without the craziness.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me vent...to share my feelings! My poor husband...All he can say now is...I know Honey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-5430002747105344201?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5430002747105344201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5430002747105344201&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5430002747105344201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5430002747105344201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/06/mommy-club-part-2.html' title='Mommy Club Part 2'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5182431327971997252</id><published>2009-06-01T00:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:19:14.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4f5459784f4463784f513d3d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: Hawaii 2009" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4f5459784f4463784f513d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-5182431327971997252?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5182431327971997252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5182431327971997252&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5182431327971997252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5182431327971997252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/06/make-smilebox-slideshow.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-4044019545784967806</id><published>2009-05-29T22:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:57:05.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I never thought it would happen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First let me say...Hawaii was Awesome! I will post pictures another time. I missed Morgan so much and cried almost every night! But thanks to the ladies I was with, I made it all 8 days without him!&lt;br /&gt;On to the "I never thought it would happen"....&lt;br /&gt;When Morgan and I had been married oh like 6 months...He said to me once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan: I cant wait until we can get a dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Umm...I never want a dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Side note, Morgan grew up with little house dogs and I grew up with big outside dogs!)&lt;br /&gt;After a long pause...Morgan looked at me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan: Are you serious?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes...I never want a dog!&lt;br /&gt;Morgan: This is something we really should have talked about before we got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it was a deal breaker that I never wanted a dog. I know you might think that he was joking, but he was 100% SERIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;Well fast forward many conversations and five years later...We finally own our own home. A home that you do not have to have special permission to have a pet or pay extra for a pet.&lt;br /&gt;My nightmare was going to become a reality..It was just a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;Well I finally caved..This was a battle I knew I would never win.&lt;br /&gt;So I gave my lists of demands:&lt;br /&gt;1. We would not get the unknown animal until Morg was done with school for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;2. I would get to have final say on the animal.&lt;br /&gt;3. I got to name the pet!&lt;br /&gt;4. Morgan would be the one to clean up all mishaps (the dirty stuff).&lt;br /&gt;5. Instead of buying a puppy, we would adopt our puppy from the Human Society of Utah. If we are going to adopt our children we should also adopt our pets. It only seemed right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let me introduce you to...Mable Baby Lee Thompson (Mable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiCou4HKr6I/AAAAAAAAAQg/EN9w8UnuJFc/s1600-h/IMG_2559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiCou4HKr6I/AAAAAAAAAQg/EN9w8UnuJFc/s400/IMG_2559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341454681351303074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was her first day in our home...Morgan was IN LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiCouhPsUcI/AAAAAAAAAQY/FW4SF3ILu2g/s1600-h/IMG_2565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiCouhPsUcI/AAAAAAAAAQY/FW4SF3ILu2g/s400/IMG_2565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341454675213046210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week Morgan was sick and Mable would not leave his side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiCouGjy8kI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Duh-sT49big/s1600-h/IMG_2572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiCouGjy8kI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Duh-sT49big/s400/IMG_2572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341454668049609282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the thing that I never thought would happen is...I am in love with this animal! I do all of the things I said I would never do! I hold her like my baby...I talk like she is my baby! I love her so much! She has already become a part of our little family. She is just the most chill little dog! I am so happy we brought her home. Morgan constantly gives me the look...I told you so!&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/2334600341111264160-4044019545784967806?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4044019545784967806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=4044019545784967806&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4044019545784967806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4044019545784967806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-never-thought-it-would-happen.html' title='I never thought it would happen!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SiCou4HKr6I/AAAAAAAAAQg/EN9w8UnuJFc/s72-c/IMG_2559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-1341782059486674165</id><published>2009-04-27T19:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:49:54.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well if you weren't  jealous about Wicked....I only have one more trick up my sleeve. This Thursday at approximately 11:50am..I will be getting on a airplane and going to&lt;br /&gt;HAWAII!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SfZQoArJ4ZI/AAAAAAAAAQI/5AIMoKIZtbo/s1600-h/waikiki_beach_oahu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SfZQoArJ4ZI/AAAAAAAAAQI/5AIMoKIZtbo/s400/waikiki_beach_oahu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329535857345552786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you even stand it....I am so beside my self with excitement. My fabulous employer is taking our entire staff. So in your face Dr. Issacson who just takes his staff out to dinner!&lt;br /&gt;The one sad thing is...I know..can you even believe there is a sad part to this story. Is that my Morgie will not be going with us. He did have a ticket but it is right in the middle of his finals and his teachers would not let him take the finals early. Which is so STUPID. They said if they did it for him, they would have to do it for everyone. Who on earth would want to take finals early...Except for the ones who have a ticket to HAWAII!&lt;br /&gt;We were originally supposed to go for two weeks but no one wanted to leave there kids, Husband (Me) for that long. So they changed it to 8 days. Which is still a long time for me to be away from my hub. He keeps reminding me that he will be in "School Hell" so I need to enjoy myself. I work with great people so I know I will have fun and I will laugh a lot!&lt;br /&gt;So Honolulu here I come!&lt;br /&gt;And for the record...Sense Morg and I got married I have&lt;br /&gt;not spent more then 3 days away from him....Am I a complete Sap?&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/2334600341111264160-1341782059486674165?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1341782059486674165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=1341782059486674165&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/1341782059486674165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/1341782059486674165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-if-you-werent-jealous-about-wicked.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SfZQoArJ4ZI/AAAAAAAAAQI/5AIMoKIZtbo/s72-c/waikiki_beach_oahu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-6952588027809467133</id><published>2009-04-21T17:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:46:13.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so freaking excited I can not even stand it!!&lt;br /&gt;This is where I will be tomorrow night in case any of you were wondering....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Se5LqD1TggI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Jhde3V_PuZk/s1600-h/wicked_center.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Se5LqD1TggI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Jhde3V_PuZk/s400/wicked_center.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327278595181347330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have seen this Musical before (2 years ago) in Chicago...I LOVED IT SO MUCH! I sat on the edge of my seat with my hands sweating like a wet rag. Yes, my hands sweat when I get excited, nervous, sad...ya know. I even cried I liked it so much! So I just wanted to shout it out that...I AM SO FREAKING EXCITED!! Lots of Love to all of you who do not get to go! I will be thinking about you on the edge of my seat, with my hands sweating it up!&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/2334600341111264160-6952588027809467133?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6952588027809467133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=6952588027809467133&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6952588027809467133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6952588027809467133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-so-freaking-excited-i-can-not-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Se5LqD1TggI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Jhde3V_PuZk/s72-c/wicked_center.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-3268975773619244583</id><published>2009-04-05T16:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:32:42.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well first I want to get a huge high five!! I have finally figured out how to download images in the order I want them! Can I get a Woo Woo!! I am overwhelmed with joy about this!&lt;br /&gt;Morgan and I LOVE being homeowners! We have had so much fun these last couple of weeks doing all sorts of cute things to our house!&lt;br /&gt;The first project I am going to highlight is our little office. It is very important to us that no matter the room we make it cute. Morgan also spends a lot of time in this room so it had to be a nice place for him so he could get his creative juices flowing.&lt;br /&gt;We put this room together for easily less then $150 total! Most of the things we already owned. Also we included a trip to Lowes and IKEA to top everything off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before Pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SdkhQwCm32I/AAAAAAAAAPg/xDDxZngqrrU/s1600-h/IMG_2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SdkhQwCm32I/AAAAAAAAAPg/xDDxZngqrrU/s320/IMG_2002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321321006372413282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pre-Paint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SdkhQujEmVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/E63TYOiU0HI/s1600-h/IMG_2319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SdkhQujEmVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/E63TYOiU0HI/s320/IMG_2319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321321005971708242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;The shelves we got from IKEA they are 25 each and the frames&lt;br /&gt;I already had. Instead of pictures in the 3 on the bottom shelf&lt;br /&gt;I put three different sheets of scrapbook paper to add a little color!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the way this room turned out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SdkhQej7oSI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_kqtBCvr6Og/s1600-h/IMG_2323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SdkhQej7oSI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_kqtBCvr6Og/s320/IMG_2323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321321001680347426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to put something on the wall to break up the dark color. So&lt;br /&gt;Morgan sketched this design out and we taped up the wall. This took us all day!&lt;br /&gt;Thank Heavens for Conference on the radio!&lt;br /&gt;I was kind of nervous about this at first....but I also Love it and think&lt;br /&gt;it turned out so much better then I thought! The pain I have in&lt;br /&gt;my arms from painting this is so worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SdkhQGw9-kI/AAAAAAAAAPI/DxiVW1J6nmU/s1600-h/IMG_2320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SdkhQGw9-kI/AAAAAAAAAPI/DxiVW1J6nmU/s320/IMG_2320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321320995292576322" 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/2334600341111264160-3268975773619244583?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3268975773619244583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=3268975773619244583&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3268975773619244583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3268975773619244583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-first-i-want-to-get-huge-high-five.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SdkhQwCm32I/AAAAAAAAAPg/xDDxZngqrrU/s72-c/IMG_2002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-6891345232742702136</id><published>2009-03-25T19:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:39:50.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wanted to Thank those of you sent me texts to my phone! When I asked that no one leave comments I did not mean that to be mean. It is just sometimes hard to hear what people want to tell you. I am sure everyone can relate to this.&lt;br /&gt;I am just so amazed when people find out that you are going thru something terrible, they think it is there responsibility to give you advice. (Especially some of my patients!) When I am going thru something really crappy I just want someone who loves me to tell me, "You know what, that really sucks!" "I love you and I'm sorry!"&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling much better and I am not as sad as I was on Monday and Yesterday. I didnt expect to be as sad as I was. My caseworker called me on tuesday to ask how we were doing. She said that I should be said, because it was a loss. I should be sad and then try not to be sad. I needed to hear that. She said take a couple of days!&lt;br /&gt;I know one day I will look back at this time and be in shock to how my life has changed. And I have been the one telling friends this very thing. Its just hard to live it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-6891345232742702136?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6891345232742702136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=6891345232742702136&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6891345232742702136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/6891345232742702136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-wanted-to-thank-those-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5266135885115754532</id><published>2009-03-22T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:07:24.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How much can you take?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Morgan and I went to see a movie and when we were leaving I checked my phone. It was 6:33pm Sat. There were 5 text messages, missed calls and voice mails. I am never that popular! Three of the missed calls were from LDS Family Services. I immediately felt a rush of emotion and started crying. Checked my voice mail and it was from Tammy the supervisor at LDSFS. She needed me to call her back ASAP! I called her back and she said she had a question about our profile...OK...I thought. Answered her question and the she said. Well in that case...A Birth Mom has picked you as her #1 couple and she wants to place her baby. I asked when she was due and she said she didnt want to tell me yet. She would call the birth mom and call me back as soon as she knew more. I heard nothing last night and did not sleep. This morning at 8:45am Tammy called and gave me more info. The birth mom had delievered her baby yesterday morning. No one in her family knew she was even pregnant. I was heartbroken for her that she had to go thru that alone! She was supposed to have called Tammy by 8. Tammy said she would call us as soon as she heard something. Called again at 12:30pm and said that the birth Mom had told her family and they had talked her out of placing. Which was something that we knew. Knowing her culture, we knew that if the family found out most likely she would not place.  So she had decided to Parent the baby.&lt;br /&gt;My feelings right now are almost numb! I feel like Heavenly Father is protecting me from my own feelings. It was such a whirlwind of a night. Morgan and I were praying that no matter what happened we and the birth mom would be ok. I knew this would happen sometime or other but I am just asking myself how much of this I can take. This constant roller coaster that I am on.&lt;br /&gt;What does the Lord have in store in for us? I am so aware of how much he knows me. I have felt him so much in my life lately. He has swept me up in his Arms as well as my Savior.&lt;br /&gt;I am just writing this because it is therepy. To put it out to the world. I know some of you know exactly what I am going thru. And others try! Please do not leave any comments. Please just keep Morgan and I in your thoughts and prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-5266135885115754532?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5266135885115754532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5266135885115754532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5266135885115754532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5266135885115754532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-much-can-you-take.html' title='How much can you take?'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-7247463192204917184</id><published>2009-03-19T13:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:30:09.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Reality</title><content type='html'>Morg and I got back super late last night from San Francisco. We had so much fun! I will download some of our pictures soon. I just wanted to shout out this little note that I thought of this morning.&lt;br /&gt;At the airport they announce what level we are for a terrorist attack or a security level. Well we were an orange yesterday for those who did not know that. I thought to myself today that as a in-fertile person I should have one of those monitors. This would be a tremendous help to my husband and family. Because I constantly feel like I am on a roller coaster. For example...I spent the last 3 days wrapped up in my husband. We saw a beautiful new city, shopped, ate....tore that city up. I did not think once about babies, lack of babies, adoption, birth moms. And as I found myself looking out the window to our park across the street I was right back on that rollar coaster.&lt;br /&gt;So to have a monitoring system would be awesome! I could just tell my husband that I am a leval Green today. And he would know what to do, what to say and how to act.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-7247463192204917184?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7247463192204917184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=7247463192204917184&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7247463192204917184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7247463192204917184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to Reality'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-1355415220984364415</id><published>2009-03-13T18:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T18:17:47.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break!</title><content type='html'>Morg and I are flying to San Francisco on Monday. Does anyone have any tips on places to go while we are there? Places to Shop, Eat or just See! Let Me Know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-1355415220984364415?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1355415220984364415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=1355415220984364415&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/1355415220984364415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/1355415220984364415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-7298378456351264711</id><published>2009-03-13T18:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T18:16:27.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>love Love LOVE...</title><content type='html'>Our New Caseworker!&lt;br /&gt;When we first started the process at LDSFS we were assigned to Kim, we only have love for Kimberly. But she had no go have herself a baby so we got assigned to Shannon. Shannon was a nice person but I had nothing in common with her. I was pretty bummed about the whole process! Well Shannon was re-assigned and now we are with MaryAnne! She came today for our Home Study. We needed to have a new one because of the recent move. All I can say is that in one point of the conversation, I have no clue what we were talking about. She said, "Kick there Trash!" It was then I knew it was love at first sight!&lt;br /&gt;So Kimmie Baby I love you but I am finally over the loss of you choosing me over that little baby! (I would dump me for a little baby)&lt;br /&gt;I heart MaryAnne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-7298378456351264711?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7298378456351264711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=7298378456351264711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7298378456351264711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7298378456351264711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-love-love.html' title='love Love LOVE...'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-4994521902829520910</id><published>2009-03-09T19:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:07:41.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Spotlight</title><content type='html'>I have not really been on top of these as I would have liked! So for my next spotlight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leviandmegan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Megan&lt;/a&gt;...My sista!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to spotlight my sister because she is having an exciting year! Megan and her long time boyfriend Levi are getting married June 19th. I am so excited for them! Levi is a good match for my sister and they make me laugh. Megan is so excited to me the proud Mama of Lexi and Riley (Levis Dogs).&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night my sister went to the dreaded grocery store for me. I was so shocked that she actually volunteered. Because who in there right mind would volunteer that.&lt;br /&gt;When we were growing up Megan and I would fight so so much! My Mom would always tell me that I should be nice because my friends are going to come and go but I will always have my sister. Well she was not kidding. My sister is one of my Best Friends! She makes me laugh and is always fun to have around. I love the relationship Morgan and Megan have and I am so grateful she is my sister.&lt;br /&gt;Meg I am so excited for all of the things you are going to do this year and I know you will be a Great wife and Mom (One day). Levi is a Super Lucky guy to have you! And I will do my best to convince him not to smash cake in your face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-4994521902829520910?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4994521902829520910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=4994521902829520910&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4994521902829520910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4994521902829520910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-spotlight.html' title='Blog Spotlight'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-631510851852442768</id><published>2009-03-02T18:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:46:18.648-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well here they are...I love our new little house! I cant wait to show you all of my projects that I have planned for this place. So stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax8YFy4sHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1cwZ62gh5LI/s1600-h/IMG_2003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax8YFy4sHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1cwZ62gh5LI/s320/IMG_2003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308754814077284466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My empty room! My niece Peighton who is 4 will tell you..."This is for when they get a baby!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax8XrlZFnI/AAAAAAAAAO4/j7ZrwO3uHEU/s1600-h/IMG_2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax8XrlZFnI/AAAAAAAAAO4/j7ZrwO3uHEU/s320/IMG_2002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308754807041365618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little office which is a mess! Morgan right in the middle of a big dumb project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax8XKytavI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Q9jtT4cfp9c/s1600-h/IMG_2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax8XKytavI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Q9jtT4cfp9c/s320/IMG_2001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308754798238853874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our 2nd upstairs bathroom. Kind of college style but will come in handy some day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax8UxtDDrI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Q7b9vPwQ5mE/s1600-h/IMG_2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax8UxtDDrI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Q7b9vPwQ5mE/s320/IMG_2000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308754757144481458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My linen closet! I have never had a linen closet so I am going to brag it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax8UkhiKII/AAAAAAAAAOg/p0OVyXUBCek/s1600-h/IMG_1999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax8UkhiKII/AAAAAAAAAOg/p0OVyXUBCek/s320/IMG_1999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308754753606527106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our bathroom! Which is also in some need of some big time help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-631510851852442768?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/631510851852442768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=631510851852442768&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/631510851852442768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/631510851852442768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-here-they-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax8YFy4sHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1cwZ62gh5LI/s72-c/IMG_2003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-31987057452522118</id><published>2009-03-02T18:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:35:53.472-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax6YG6M8TI/AAAAAAAAAOY/i2xRJl5-xxk/s1600-h/IMG_1998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax6YG6M8TI/AAAAAAAAAOY/i2xRJl5-xxk/s320/IMG_1998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308752615353151794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our BORING bedroom! It is so big and so EMPTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax6Xup4PLI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BfkEsHO1Z2Q/s1600-h/IMG_1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax6Xup4PLI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BfkEsHO1Z2Q/s320/IMG_1997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308752608842235058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our stairs! I get really excited that I actually have stairs and they are not outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax6XGvBKwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/eY-s0l92qew/s1600-h/IMG_1996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax6XGvBKwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/eY-s0l92qew/s320/IMG_1996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308752598126373634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is looking out our front window! We have a cute little park right across the street!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax6WpTzutI/AAAAAAAAAOA/WLtSsFMV8Jo/s1600-h/IMG_1995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax6WpTzutI/AAAAAAAAAOA/WLtSsFMV8Jo/s320/IMG_1995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308752590227618514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My front door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax6WCIqu3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/MuA5OSC2Hro/s1600-h/IMG_1994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax6WCIqu3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/MuA5OSC2Hro/s320/IMG_1994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308752579711908722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bathroom/laundry room. When we moved in this room had a boring rectangle plain mirror, boring light fixture, lame faucet and white walls. Not for long! As soon as we closed I headed to Home Depot and painted it up! Love the way it turned out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-31987057452522118?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/31987057452522118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=31987057452522118&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/31987057452522118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/31987057452522118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-boring-bedroom-it-is-so-big-and-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax6YG6M8TI/AAAAAAAAAOY/i2xRJl5-xxk/s72-c/IMG_1998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5701410811359003159</id><published>2009-03-02T18:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:27:15.581-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax38FVQOEI/AAAAAAAAANs/y13r3ADJR8Q/s1600-h/IMG_1993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax38FVQOEI/AAAAAAAAANs/y13r3ADJR8Q/s320/IMG_1993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308749934870149186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hallway that shows our front door from our living area!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax37rLbkEI/AAAAAAAAANk/j3_zzd6ofEQ/s1600-h/IMG_1992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax37rLbkEI/AAAAAAAAANk/j3_zzd6ofEQ/s320/IMG_1992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308749927849627714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking out to our gated patio area! Can't wait to have a barbecue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax37ML_lPI/AAAAAAAAANc/2IpKU2gNfIA/s1600-h/IMG_1991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax37ML_lPI/AAAAAAAAANc/2IpKU2gNfIA/s320/IMG_1991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308749919530489074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our kitchen Area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax36is1I1I/AAAAAAAAANU/uTvSAPjLiOs/s1600-h/IMG_1990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax36is1I1I/AAAAAAAAANU/uTvSAPjLiOs/s320/IMG_1990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308749908393927506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kitchen / Living Area. If you haven't already figured it out our living room and kitchen is all one big room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax36S5AHaI/AAAAAAAAANM/v6DG9fVXf9o/s1600-h/IMG_1989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax36S5AHaI/AAAAAAAAANM/v6DG9fVXf9o/s320/IMG_1989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308749904150011298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Living Area...I cant believe I took a picture with my couch looking like that and pillows on the floor! You can judge me...I totally judge myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-5701410811359003159?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5701410811359003159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5701410811359003159&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5701410811359003159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5701410811359003159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/03/hallway-that-shows-our-front-door-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/Sax38FVQOEI/AAAAAAAAANs/y13r3ADJR8Q/s72-c/IMG_1993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5231062247787224540</id><published>2009-02-27T11:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:57:05.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Huge Sigh....</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to the Thompson's who have the internet again! I am sitting in our little office looking out the window (It is a beautiful day)! We absolutely love our new house! Morg and I bought a little townhouse in the WVC. It is 3 bedroms and 2 1/2 baths. It is so weird to have so much space and also to have an upstairs. It is just perfect for our little family of 2 and has room to grow. Close to the freeway which Morg needed because he spends most of his time at the U of U. We have not been to our ward yet. This sunday will be our first time...I am kind of nervous.&lt;br /&gt;I am just the happiest little homeowner! The day we closed I asked Morgy to make a stop at home depot. I was going to buy myself some paint. I started small and painted my 1/2 bath which is also my laundry room. (Yes..I have my own washer and dryer) I ripped down the mirror (When I say me I mean Morg) had my cute brother hang a new light fixture I got from IKEA. And painted away! I think it is super cute and it is was so fun! That is the only room that has color so far. I really need to work on my patience because I just want to go out and buy everything I want to make it more us. Money kind of gets in my way! Morg told me to make a wish list and he said he would make sure I got at least 1 thing every pay period. Isn't he the best little husband!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I am loving our little home! I will be taking some picture this afternoon and posting. Cant wait to share them with everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-5231062247787224540?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5231062247787224540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5231062247787224540&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5231062247787224540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5231062247787224540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/02/huge-sigh.html' title='Huge Sigh....'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-210962402484497852</id><published>2009-02-17T20:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:55:43.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Spotlight</title><content type='html'>Even though we still do not have the internet (I am at Morgys work) I thought I would do another spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stubbsfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelly&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Today I would like to spotlight my cute upstairs neighbor Kelly. Well for the last two years she has been my upstairs neighbor. Driving home today I was a little sad thinking that I have no idea what she is doing.  Kelly and her husband Matt have become our very good friends! We always tease Morg and Matt that they are having a bro-mance.&lt;br /&gt;Kelly is the sweetest person and would do anything for anyone. She is a wonderful wife and mother. She has the two most beautiful kids Rachel and Conner.&lt;br /&gt;From the second I met Kelly I knew that we would become friends. I think it was our love for Big Business that brought us together.&lt;br /&gt;Kelly I am really going to miss living underneath you and your cute little family. Thanks for always being there for me and getting excited over the little dumb things that happen in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Kelly Stubbs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-210962402484497852?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/210962402484497852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=210962402484497852&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/210962402484497852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/210962402484497852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-spotlight_17.html' title='Blog Spotlight'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5180418224900145165</id><published>2009-02-16T16:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T16:29:23.228-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still am planning on writing my spotlights. We currently do not have the internet because we have moved. We bought our first house and are so so super excited!&lt;br /&gt;Pictures COMING SOON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-5180418224900145165?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5180418224900145165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5180418224900145165&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5180418224900145165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5180418224900145165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-still-am-planning-on-writing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-86022687168686640</id><published>2009-02-11T18:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:08:51.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Spotlight</title><content type='html'>I thought this would be a fun idea. Especially because it is February and the theme for this month is Love. I thought I would randomly pick someone who is on my link list and share something about them. So check back often to see if you are spotlighted. (I am hoping this will really increase my blog views!) I am really going to try to do this everyday...we will see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattandkimnew.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;I thought only appropriate that I start with Kim. Because lately Babies and Adoption have been on my brain 24-7. Kim was my first caseworker at LDS Family Services. (I am now on my third...Something must be wrong with me)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...The first time we went to LDS Family Services was for an orientation. We were sitting in the room and slowly one by one the caseworkers were coming in. It was me and Morg and another couple. Well the other couple looked like the two most happiest people I have ever seen. I never saw a smile leave the guys face the entire time. Anyway---for some reason I was having very mixed feelings that day. Well in walks pregnant Kim! I turned to Morgan and said, "I really hope we dont get the pregnant one." You need to understand that I was coming from a very bitter place. I didnt know how I was going to handle a pregnant women helping me with our adoption process. Well  sure enough Kim was our caseworker.&lt;br /&gt;The time Kim and I had together was very short. She did all of our interviews and helped us with our Home Study. Sitting in her office during our interviews I felt the spirit so strong! I knew what we were doing was the right thing!&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful that Kim helped us start this process. I am so grateful that she helped the Lord confirm to me that this is what I should be doing.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything you did on our behalf Kim! I miss you and wish you would at least work enough to be our caseworker! :) (I am so selfish)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-86022687168686640?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/86022687168686640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=86022687168686640&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/86022687168686640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/86022687168686640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-spotlight.html' title='Blog Spotlight'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5369902956130466043</id><published>2009-02-08T15:18:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:43:16.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually was not tagged for this one but I thought it was really fun so I am taking it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the game:&lt;br /&gt;1) Go to your picture folder, or wherever you store your photos on your computer&lt;br /&gt;2) Go to the sixth folder and pick the sixth picture&lt;br /&gt;3) Post it on your blog and tell the story that goes along with the picture&lt;br /&gt;4) Tag four friends to do the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SY9Mv5LkchI/AAAAAAAAALk/6g7Nm8IQpzM/s1600-h/IMG_0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SY9Mv5LkchI/AAAAAAAAALk/6g7Nm8IQpzM/s320/IMG_0368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300539672125272594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this picture is AWESOME! It totally worked out to be a totally hilarious picture! This is my Dad! We were camping at Current Crick, I think like 2 summers ago. Anyway I took this picture because I was cracking up what my Dad had on. His cut-off sweats and hiking boots make his legs look hot! I think he was coming back from brushing his teeth. That was a really fun weekend!&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple more pictures of that weekend! I would have included my Mom in these pictures but she would kill me if I posted them. And Mom if you don't know remember why..I will gladly remind you! Love Ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SY9OJ8EjowI/AAAAAAAAALs/bQVFqYCTk5I/s1600-h/IMG_0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SY9OJ8EjowI/AAAAAAAAALs/bQVFqYCTk5I/s320/IMG_0377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300541219089392386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Morgan and I....We thought we were funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SY9OKq2ojTI/AAAAAAAAAME/u19HqdoBhls/s1600-h/IMG_0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SY9OKq2ojTI/AAAAAAAAAME/u19HqdoBhls/s320/IMG_0379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300541231647460658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my brother Zac....walking back from taking care of some business! He had some pretty sweet tan lines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SY9OLMRKSZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/CmFQUVUVKS0/s1600-h/IMG_0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SY9OLMRKSZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/CmFQUVUVKS0/s320/IMG_0390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300541240617093522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is Levi and his really dirty dirty feet! Who wears flip flops in the wilderness....Still to this day Girls Camp has made me terrified of ticks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SY9OKTHQ4fI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6Lfvh6-hPWM/s1600-h/IMG_0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SY9OKTHQ4fI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6Lfvh6-hPWM/s320/IMG_0363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300541225274761714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cute hubby! His allergies were killing him. He woke up that morning and his eyes were almost swollen shut! I am such a nice wife to take his picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SY9OKJdfq8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/RUCF10-B250/s1600-h/IMG_0374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SY9OKJdfq8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/RUCF10-B250/s320/IMG_0374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300541222683651010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Megan and Levi pretending to sleep in the hammock! They are such posers! Megan wanted this FAKE picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now tag....&lt;br /&gt;Bekah, Cassie, Chrisite and Megan&lt;br /&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/2334600341111264160-5369902956130466043?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5369902956130466043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5369902956130466043&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5369902956130466043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5369902956130466043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/02/photo-tag.html' title='Photo Tag'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SY9Mv5LkchI/AAAAAAAAALk/6g7Nm8IQpzM/s72-c/IMG_0368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-3471305044144005404</id><published>2009-01-24T17:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:33:54.912-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well now that I have somewhat pulled myself out of the deep slump that I was in! I thought I would share a thought that I had this past weekend. (Also I am putting off planning my sharing time for as long as possible!)&lt;br /&gt;Well last weekend Morg and I traveled to St. George for a little break! It was so BEAUTIFUL! We could not have asked for a better weekend, beautiful weather, good food and lots of shopping. On Sunday we went with Grandma and Grandpa to church. Well Morg and I were sitting there his arm around me, my head on his shoulder. He was looking so dang cute in his striped suit and new tie and me in my new very cute outfit and black high boots! That day we looked like such a hot couple! Well out of the corner of my eye I caught a girl that probably was around 8-10 range. Well she had her eyes fixed on us. She had dark brown hair, freckles. At first glance she reminded myself a lot of how I looked at that age. Anyway....I couldn't help but think! I remember being that exact age and seeing a couple my age and thinking to myself that I could not wait to be older and have a boy to hug and kiss. I never wanted a boy then I just liked to dream about what I would be like as an adult. Morgan was being very sweet and I noticed that when he leaned over to kiss my cheek (the shock of kissing in sacrement) she grew a little smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;In my own mind I think that little girl was thinking to herself the same things I dreamed about. Wondering who she would end up with! I think that my 8 year old version of me would be so happy who I ended up with. She would be so glad that I married someone who kisses me in church (he sometimes even slaps me on the bum) someone who whispers funny things in my ear and who begs for me to tickle his back.  I think my eight year old self would be happy with who I am now. She would though be very ticked off that my Best Friend at the time Shannon and I...well we have not talked to each other in like 5 years. And I guess I would tell my 8-year old self...it sucks getting old! Because friends like Shannon get married and move far far away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-3471305044144005404?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3471305044144005404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=3471305044144005404&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3471305044144005404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3471305044144005404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-now-that-i-have-somewhat-pulled.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5270887638191514189</id><published>2009-01-23T13:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:58:03.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yesterday was such a CRAPPY day. I just wanted to share this cute little thing that melted my heart!&lt;br /&gt;So my Nieces were at our place last night (Which had nothing to do with why I was so sad) and I was sitting in my kitchen with tears streaming uncontrollably down my cheeks. Well in walks Peighton who is almost four....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peighton: Britt what is wrong? (With a huge smile on her face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I am just sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peighton: Why are you sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Just Because! (I really was trying so hard not to cry! It could not be helped.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peighton: WHY!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I just am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peighton: (With a big sigh) Talk About It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was more the child and her the adult! My cute little Peighton who never kisses continued to give me kisses the rest of the night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-5270887638191514189?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5270887638191514189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5270887638191514189&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5270887638191514189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5270887638191514189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-yesterday-was-such-crappy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-3183481731980307842</id><published>2009-01-22T21:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:03:49.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a crappy, terrible day! So I am shouting out to the world that tomorrow had better be a better day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-3183481731980307842?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3183481731980307842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=3183481731980307842&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3183481731980307842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3183481731980307842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is-crappy-terrible-day-so-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5015067668890928321</id><published>2009-01-06T13:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:55:54.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Story...</title><content type='html'>I have been putting this post off for so long! So I am just going to do it and throw it out into the world!&lt;br /&gt;For most of the 2 people that read my blog know that Morgan and I have wanted children and have been trying to have children for almost four years now. Being so unsuccessful at something can make you feel like such a loser. I was on a fertility drug called Clomed for 2 and a half years! If you happen to know anyone who has taken this...please put your arms around them for me! It is terrible! Those 2 and a half years tested myself, my marriage, every relationship I have. I have to give the most credit to my husband! He was so extremely patient with me. Even though he had no idea what I was going thru he did his very best.&lt;br /&gt;Well we were referred to a Endocrinologist for more fertility treatment, possibly in-vetro. I could never bring myself to make an appt. I was terrified! I was so afraid that with the amount of stress that I already put on myself that after paying 20,000 dollars to get pregnant that I would be so stressed and it would never work.&lt;br /&gt;In the last four years I have put such a heavy burden on my shoulders. I have not wanted to turn this over to the Lord. I was not ready to know what he had in store for me. I wanted to do everything in my power. I wanted to be in control of this! People suggested that we try to adopt a baby. I would get very offended when someone would say that. I thought that is so easy for them to say.&lt;br /&gt;Carrying all of this weight on me made me a very bitter, un-happy and sad person.&lt;br /&gt;I have finally turned this over to the Lord! I am a new person! I have been given hope again! I am a true believer in timing and that we are on the Lords time and not our own. Last July I went to my OB for my yearly and left there knowing exactly what I needed to do! Morgan and I are new people. We walk lighter, our heads raised high, happy and excited! On November 20, 2008 we were approved by LDS Family Services as potential parents to adopt baby! The Lord has wrapped his arms around us and we have felt the spirit in our home more in these last couple of months then ever before.&lt;br /&gt;We are so excited to have the opportunity to add to our family thru adoption.&lt;br /&gt;We are now asking our friends and family to keep us in your thoughts and prayers. If you know anyone who is trying to make the difficult and very brave decision to place there baby with loving parents. Please give them our email or phone number! My email is: socutebkb@hotmail.com and our phone is 801-386-0707. You can also reference them to itsaboutlove.org. You can view hundreds of profiles of couples that are hoping to be placed with a beautiful baby!&lt;br /&gt;Now we just wait and pray. There is not a waiting list, its not first come first serve. Profiles are given to parents and the birth mom gets to choose who her baby is placed with. So please keep us in your thoughts and prayers!&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Love from The Thompsons!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-5015067668890928321?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5015067668890928321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5015067668890928321&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5015067668890928321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5015067668890928321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-story.html' title='Our Story...'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-7723083424671694639</id><published>2009-01-04T14:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:46:28.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to brag about my husband for a minute. Morg is in the Architecture program at the U of U. For his last project in his studio class they had to construct a display that was about recycling. So Morg and his group built there model. Well then the people of First Night which is the big downtown party for New Years Eve at the Gallivan Center. Came to the school and picked four of there favorite projects from like 50 projects. Well of course Morgs group got picked (they had the best idea). They then had to build a 10 foot size replica of there project to be on display at First Night. So they built a globe out of metal, chicken wire and over 4,000 water bottles.&lt;br /&gt;Morgan and Ryan (a guy from his group) were on the news wednesday morning on channel 2 and 13. It also made the front page of the Utah section of the SL Trib Thursday morning.&lt;br /&gt;We went down weds. night to check it out...It was so Awesome! There were so many people taking there picture in front of it. People just standing around staring at it. It was so funny because three teenage girls asked Morgan to take there picture in front of it. Well I told them that he actually built it and they dragged him into there picture.&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun and I was so so super proud of my hubby! He worked so hard and it totally paid off! I put some pictures below so you could check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SWEcb3lN9II/AAAAAAAAALA/kVppY3JsKkw/s1600-h/IMG_1855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SWEcb3lN9II/AAAAAAAAALA/kVppY3JsKkw/s320/IMG_1855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287538702611772546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SWEcdKHM0sI/AAAAAAAAALI/tM0E5piMN4A/s1600-h/IMG_1857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SWEcdKHM0sI/AAAAAAAAALI/tM0E5piMN4A/s320/IMG_1857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287538724766012098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SWEcdvVzNjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/I9_cRcBoPuU/s1600-h/IMG_1859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SWEcdvVzNjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/I9_cRcBoPuU/s320/IMG_1859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287538734759360050" 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/2334600341111264160-7723083424671694639?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7723083424671694639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=7723083424671694639&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7723083424671694639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7723083424671694639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-to-brag-about-my-husband-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SWEcb3lN9II/AAAAAAAAALA/kVppY3JsKkw/s72-c/IMG_1855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-3360360648267882924</id><published>2008-12-31T20:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:14:26.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There is nothing that I love more....</title><content type='html'>then after 2 days of puking your guts out, fevers, hot flashes, body aches, pj's--- basically just the total craps. The day you finally feel better and decide to venture back into the world of make-up, hair spray, clean clothes (that do not have an elastic waist) and shaving. And it totally makes you feel like a million bucks!!&lt;br /&gt;So CHEERS to the New Year! I think it is a good omen, especially for how big my hair is. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The bigger the hair, the better year you have! &lt;/span&gt;--Brittney Thompson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-3360360648267882924?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3360360648267882924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=3360360648267882924&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3360360648267882924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/3360360648267882924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/12/there-is-nothing-that-i-love-more.html' title='There is nothing that I love more....'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-8750124299289531915</id><published>2008-12-23T18:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:43:24.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Compliment!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today in all of my hustle and bustle I decided to treat myself and stopped in to Lovely Nails for a quick Manicure. Don't my finger nails look so pretty and festive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SVGD05yr7BI/AAAAAAAAAKw/A6vMCe1e-IE/s1600-h/IMG_1841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SVGD05yr7BI/AAAAAAAAAKw/A6vMCe1e-IE/s320/IMG_1841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283148782772153362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well anyway...the lady who was giving my manicure gave me the best compliment! Usually when I go in there I am so paranoid because they always ask me if I want a wax..pointing to my eyebrows. I in turn always tell them no not today..Like I would ever let anyone wax my eyebrows. I really try to shape them myself. Everytime they ask me this I think of the episode on friends when Joey goes to get his eyebrows waxed and it hurts him so much that he ends up having Chandler (and his delicate hands) do the other one. &lt;br /&gt;Well not today...She instead told my that they were very well shaped! And then asked me who did them. I looked up with such surprise and said Loud and Proud....I do them myself. She then told me I did a very good job! So I thought I should include a picture so you all could see what I was talking about. I didn't mean for the picture to turn out so weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SVGD0YG5Y_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/za3MA9apEus/s1600-h/IMG_1839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SVGD0YG5Y_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/za3MA9apEus/s320/IMG_1839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283148773730116594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I may be chubby but past that chubby body lays some smokin hot eyes!&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/2334600341111264160-8750124299289531915?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8750124299289531915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=8750124299289531915&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8750124299289531915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8750124299289531915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-compliment.html' title='Best Compliment!!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SVGD05yr7BI/AAAAAAAAAKw/A6vMCe1e-IE/s72-c/IMG_1841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-8623637837221490917</id><published>2008-12-12T21:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:53:34.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I will be a good parent.....#1</title><content type='html'>So today was Friday and I usually watch my nieces on Fridays. Well today we needed to go to Toys R Us to look for a present for someone who will rename nameless until after Dec. 16th. Anyway...We pull into the parking lot and my very very smart 6 year old niece asks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rorie:  Brit Brit (my nickname for the day) Why are we here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself: I need to look for a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rorie: (Says to her 3 year old sister Peighton) They have a lot of toys here Peighton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get out of car and start walking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rorie: Are you going to buy us something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peighton: (With a huge smile on our face) Your going to buy us something?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself: (The fastest I have ever been able to come up with something) I would love to buy you something but Santa told me not to. He was afraid that I would buy the same thing that he was planning on giving you and he would be so sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rorie: Yea...That sounds right! Peighton we have to wait until after Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that it is not good to lie to your children but come one..I did a pretty good dang job! There was no begging, no arguing, no tears and no headaches. (All of which would have come from me.) I had so much fun with them! They are the two cutest little things! And sense I dont have my own kids to brag about...I get to brag about them.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of cute pictures I snapped during the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SUMxQVFw0VI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/aYI__fc6Ugw/s1600-h/IMG_1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SUMxQVFw0VI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/aYI__fc6Ugw/s320/IMG_1722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279117344817336658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SUMxPqFRF-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/C0rIawfBsWU/s1600-h/IMG_1729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SUMxPqFRF-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/C0rIawfBsWU/s320/IMG_1729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279117333272532962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SUMxQv14OfI/AAAAAAAAAKY/03ziAWho4kY/s1600-h/IMG_1733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SUMxQv14OfI/AAAAAAAAAKY/03ziAWho4kY/s320/IMG_1733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279117351998470642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SUMxQ2NijCI/AAAAAAAAAKg/uatFVnnAr3I/s1600-h/IMG_1730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SUMxQ2NijCI/AAAAAAAAAKg/uatFVnnAr3I/s320/IMG_1730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279117353708325922" 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/2334600341111264160-8623637837221490917?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8623637837221490917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=8623637837221490917&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8623637837221490917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8623637837221490917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-i-will-be-good-parent1.html' title='Why I will be a good parent.....#1'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SUMxQVFw0VI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/aYI__fc6Ugw/s72-c/IMG_1722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-5773292863343738794</id><published>2008-12-08T23:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:36:29.019-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mama!</title><content type='html'>These are my Very Cute Beautiful parents! Well on Saturday was my Mama's birthday and also there 28th wedding anniversary! So I wanted to list 47 reason why I love my Mom for her birthday! (Hmmm...I wonder why I would choose the number 47??) Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/ST3-w4iIKkI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LU5UWZY0BMk/s1600-h/DSC00615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/ST3-w4iIKkI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LU5UWZY0BMk/s320/DSC00615.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277654454110792258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Because she is so Beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;2. She is my best friend!&lt;br /&gt;3. She finally knows how to round brush her hair.&lt;br /&gt;4. She makes really yummy banana bread.&lt;br /&gt;5. She was always so nice to all of our friends growing up.&lt;br /&gt;6. Still is so nice to all of our friends.&lt;br /&gt;7. Loves my Husband...Sometimes I think a little more then me.&lt;br /&gt;8. Loves my Dad&lt;br /&gt;9. Always has put her kids and hubby before her self.&lt;br /&gt;10. She has amazing FAITH!&lt;br /&gt;11. She sat next to me in the Temple when I was sealed to Morg.&lt;br /&gt;12. Was the first person I saw in the Celestial room after going thru for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;13. Whispered to me as I was changing "Don't worry everything will be ok."&lt;br /&gt;14. Her love for Diet Coke (Or addiction)&lt;br /&gt;15. When she gets really nervous at the dentist and then tells me I am really good at my job.&lt;br /&gt;16. She is daring enough to not wear a bra.&lt;br /&gt;17. Dancing in her bath robe.&lt;br /&gt;18. How excited she is to be a Grandma!&lt;br /&gt;19. Her love for her Parents&lt;br /&gt;20. Her love for her siblings&lt;br /&gt;21. That she keeps a journal. One that we can read after she dies and the other she wants burned! (Dont worry Mom, I got your back on that one)&lt;br /&gt;22. That she calls me at least every other day to check in on me.&lt;br /&gt;23. That if I say I am thirsty, you bring me a glass of water.&lt;br /&gt;24. That you always listened to me cry.&lt;br /&gt;25. When I would cry over dumb boys you always told me I deserved better.&lt;br /&gt;26. That you encouraged me to give Morg a chance.&lt;br /&gt;27. Your cute little body!&lt;br /&gt;28. Your sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;29. You have the best handwriting&lt;br /&gt;30. Your yummy chili verde...Please make it again!&lt;br /&gt;31. When you and Dad dance together at concerts....So embarrassing!&lt;br /&gt;32. That you let me decorate your house.&lt;br /&gt;33. That Morgan calls you ....YOM (Your other mother)&lt;br /&gt;34. That when I am sick I would rather have you around then my own husband. (He has good intentions)&lt;br /&gt;35. When you cried dropping me off at college for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;36. When you say...I Love You Honey&lt;br /&gt;37. That you would slip me a Zanax so I would calm down on a family vacation.&lt;br /&gt;38. That you are so much like your Mom.&lt;br /&gt;39. That you doodle on paper when you talk on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;40. All of the times you have helped me out financially.&lt;br /&gt;41. That you always have been such a Mama Bear (Do not mess with her cubs!)&lt;br /&gt;42. Watching you jump on the trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;43. When you swear!&lt;br /&gt;44. When you run with your feet really close together.&lt;br /&gt;45. Kicking my A at Rummi!&lt;br /&gt;46. Always cheering me up!&lt;br /&gt;47. That you look so stinkin HOT at the age of 47! You give me something to hope for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-5773292863343738794?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5773292863343738794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=5773292863343738794&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5773292863343738794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/5773292863343738794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-mama.html' title='Happy Birthday Mama!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/ST3-w4iIKkI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LU5UWZY0BMk/s72-c/DSC00615.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-732955264866636534</id><published>2008-12-02T20:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T20:36:33.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving in Pocatella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well this year we traveled North for Thanksgiving! Morgan has family in Pocatello, Idaho. As much as I really dis-like Pocatello...I had a lot of fun! Morg has a Great family! We ate some good food and watched some funny movies. All in all it was a Great holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/STXvGZ_ggeI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3oqseh9XMyA/s1600-h/IMG_1708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/STXvGZ_ggeI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3oqseh9XMyA/s320/IMG_1708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275385431869915618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Left to Right) Tyler, Rorie, Sara, Mama Cindy, Me, Peighton and Morgan. We all matched so well...Except Morg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/STXvGr3sCSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/OYqdTavjOVk/s1600-h/IMG_1707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/STXvGr3sCSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/OYqdTavjOVk/s320/IMG_1707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275385436668954914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Ladies!&lt;br /&gt;I love my Nieces! Peighton only wanted to sit on her Aunt Brittneys lap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/STXvHIpVk7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/OftwUEeDt3U/s1600-h/IMG_1711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/STXvHIpVk7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/OftwUEeDt3U/s320/IMG_1711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275385444393391026" 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/2334600341111264160-732955264866636534?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/732955264866636534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=732955264866636534&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/732955264866636534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/732955264866636534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-in-pocatella.html' title='Thanksgiving in Pocatella'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/STXvGZ_ggeI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3oqseh9XMyA/s72-c/IMG_1708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-4384193913640853332</id><published>2008-11-25T22:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:17:59.062-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 25TH BIRTHDAY ZAC AND MEG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well today we celebrated my Brother Zac and Sister Megan's 25th Birthday! I just wanted to give them a little shout out to wish them a very happy birthday! And Yes...They are twins. You would not believe how many people still ask that. And people still ask if they are identical. Yes my brother looks exactly like my sister! Growing up I was always super jealous on there birthdays because I was the odd man out! But somehow I think I even got a couple of presents. Tonight was no exception. Meg was telling me that our Dad gave them each a 100 bucks! I said no fair! So my Dad whipped out a 100$ bill for me and Morg. What a nice guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SSzYeUYmk6I/AAAAAAAAAHk/97Ge9UOCybs/s1600-h/IMG_1693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SSzYeUYmk6I/AAAAAAAAAHk/97Ge9UOCybs/s320/IMG_1693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272827279123583906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Zac and Megan...They are so cute!&lt;br /&gt;(That is not Zac's real smile!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SSzYfU40yCI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dJPVN22RAvs/s1600-h/IMG_1698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SSzYfU40yCI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dJPVN22RAvs/s320/IMG_1698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272827296438601762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When my brother and I were growing up we fought a ton! I guess like most siblings. I dont think I was very nice to him! It was hard being the only boy with two sisters. I can always count on my brother to make me laugh. He is someone you want around! He is loved by everyone who knows him. I love you Zac! I am so lucky to have you as my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SSzYe4J0uqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tZCm8RMXeqQ/s1600-h/IMG_1695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SSzYe4J0uqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tZCm8RMXeqQ/s320/IMG_1695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272827288725273250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Sister Megan is so beautiful! Growing up I was the one she would ask to help her with her hair for a dance. Now she is way better at that stuff then I am. You can always count on Megan for an honest opinion. I like that about her...you always know where you stand with her. What you see is what you get. Megan is very caring and would do anything for the people that she loves. I love you sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SSzYf8IV8RI/AAAAAAAAAH8/2fXG1ou8SEo/s1600-h/IMG_1697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SSzYf8IV8RI/AAAAAAAAAH8/2fXG1ou8SEo/s320/IMG_1697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272827306972672274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2334600341111264160-4384193913640853332?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4384193913640853332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=4384193913640853332&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4384193913640853332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4384193913640853332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-25th-birthday-zac-and-meg.html' title='HAPPY 25TH BIRTHDAY ZAC AND MEG'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SSzYeUYmk6I/AAAAAAAAAHk/97Ge9UOCybs/s72-c/IMG_1693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-8366628654694857547</id><published>2008-11-06T01:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:37:51.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in Sugarhood!</title><content type='html'>I learned recently that we reside in Sugarhood! We have one foot in Sugarhouse and then another foot in the Hood! I am writing this blog to vent my frustration! I love the neighborhood that we live in, the street, the cute little houses. Especially I love 500 East, that is my favorite street. Especially in the summer because it is like you are driving thru a tunnel of trees! Love!!&lt;br /&gt;Well I love everything around us but.. I HATE OUR APARTMENT!! We live in a pithole! From the outside it looks like such a cute little building! And even from people that have ventured into our apartment. They would say, "What, a pithole! Are you kidding me?" And I would say, "I know it is so cute and clean and well organized, but it is a PITHOLE!" Let me list the reasons why it is such:&lt;br /&gt;1. The ENOURMOUS Spiders that wait outside our bedroom door, bathroom door, front door living room..To eat us alive!&lt;br /&gt;2. Our ghetto WINDOW air conditioning unit that doesn't seal all of the way and has to be taped shut!! GHETTO!&lt;br /&gt;3. The half painted rooms (Because our landlord got to tired to paint the entire wall)&lt;br /&gt;4. Our Painted bath tub!&lt;br /&gt;5. The 30 year old bright orange carpet that leads you to our front door!&lt;br /&gt;6. The pamplet our landlord gave us on instructing us to  NOT eat the LEAD paint!&lt;br /&gt;7. The fact that we share a water heater with our neighbors! If we flush they lose all water pressure. If they flush we are struck by freezing ice cold water. (Thats especially fun at 6:30 in the morning, or when I am shaving my legs!)&lt;br /&gt;8. That none of our doors shut due to the amount of paint on the walls!&lt;br /&gt;9. The amount of DIRT (NOT DUST, WAYNE) that comes out of our vents when the heat kicks on.&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least......Number 10....&lt;br /&gt;That I have to turn off all of the lights in our tiny apartment to BLOW DRY MY HAIR!! And if I dont, then you will have the chance to see me run out into the hall in my garments to flip the breaker! (Yes folks... I have done that!)&lt;br /&gt;There you have it people....My list of why I live in a PITHOLE!&lt;br /&gt;And it would not be a pithole if we did not have the worst Landlord of all time. Sure he raises our rent but does he ever do anything to fix anything...Heck No!! So Thank You Wayne..Without you we would live like Kings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-8366628654694857547?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8366628654694857547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=8366628654694857547&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8366628654694857547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8366628654694857547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/11/living-in-sugarhood.html' title='Living in Sugarhood!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-1761574738446210425</id><published>2008-11-02T23:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:27:51.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been super blogger challenged lately. Well my cute Dezi tagged me and I thought it would be a great opportunity to let the world know (or the three people who read this) that I am still around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 TV Shows I Watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Greys Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;2. Brothers and Sisters&lt;br /&gt;3. Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;4. SYTYCD (During the Summer)&lt;br /&gt;5. House Hunters&lt;br /&gt;6. Divine Design (My Fav...I heart you Candace Olson)&lt;br /&gt;7. Ace of Cakes&lt;br /&gt;8. Samantha Who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Things That Happened Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I went Grocery Shopping&lt;br /&gt;2. I went to the Scrapbook Store&lt;br /&gt;3. Had a yummy lunch with my hubby&lt;br /&gt;4. Slept In&lt;br /&gt;5. Saw our friends Amber and Eric&lt;br /&gt;6. Helped Morg with his homework&lt;br /&gt;7. Watched Sister Act 2&lt;br /&gt;8. Did the Dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Favorite Places to Eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cafe Rio&lt;br /&gt;2. Cheesecake Factory&lt;br /&gt;3. OSF&lt;br /&gt;4. Burger Bar&lt;br /&gt;5. Sweet Tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;6. Famous Daves&lt;br /&gt;7. Epic (If I could afford to go back)&lt;br /&gt;8. My kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Things I Am Looking Forward To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A baby&lt;br /&gt;2. My Collage to be finished&lt;br /&gt;3. The weekend&lt;br /&gt;4. To set up for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;5. Seeing the new decorations at Target&lt;br /&gt;6. Buying some new black flats&lt;br /&gt;7. Getting the IPod jack in my car&lt;br /&gt;8. Christmas Break!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Things On My Wish List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A Baby&lt;br /&gt;2. A house&lt;br /&gt;3. To fit into my cute skinny jeans&lt;br /&gt;4. A baby&lt;br /&gt;5. My hair long again&lt;br /&gt;6. A Vacation&lt;br /&gt;7. A girls weekend...(Shout out to B and B)&lt;br /&gt;8. A Friends MOVIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 People I Tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Britt&lt;br /&gt;2. My Sista&lt;br /&gt;3. Anna&lt;br /&gt;4. Keily&lt;br /&gt;5. Cassie&lt;br /&gt;6. Jenilyn&lt;br /&gt;7. Lindsey&lt;br /&gt;8. Bekah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-1761574738446210425?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1761574738446210425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=1761574738446210425&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/1761574738446210425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/1761574738446210425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-been-super-blogger-challenged.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-8145855810003585865</id><published>2008-09-28T23:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:01:58.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School Day Blues!!</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the Brittney Pitty Party....&lt;br /&gt;Well it is official!! I have the school day blues. I usually get them every semester about this time. The saddest part is...I'm not even a student. Morgan is in full school mode! He goes to work, school, work, back to school and then back to work. He comes home says hello, eats something and then it is off to the other room for homework. Last night he was up until five in the morning working on a project and then went into a sleep coma. I woke him up when I got home from church.&lt;br /&gt;He told me today...I know that I am a crappy husband while I am in school, but there isn't a whole lot I can do about that.&lt;br /&gt;So I feel like I am a lonely single person. I am trying to be super supportive...(Trying) being the key word here!&lt;br /&gt;That is all I have to say about that! My poor husband. He is the one who deserves the pitty. But for right now...He is not invited to this pitty party. He will just have to have one himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting next to my husband while he continues his work on this project. Well he looked over and read what I was typing and then leaned over, kissed me on the cheek and said, "I Love You, I know this is crappy!" See I told you I was a terrible wife! He is the one doing all the work, I am complaining and he gives me sympathy! Dang... Props to Morgan James!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-8145855810003585865?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8145855810003585865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=8145855810003585865&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8145855810003585865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8145855810003585865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-day-blues.html' title='School Day Blues!!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-2368299120142988155</id><published>2008-09-14T22:52:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:36:25.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was tagged by my cute friend Danielle. Check at the very end to see if you have been tagged. Here are the rules: You have to take 10 random pictures in your home. She had rules what you had to take them of. I am changing it because I don't have two of the things listed.  No straitening, cleaning or wiping any kids nose. Then you tag 6 more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3kfJ8za6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/2dB6Qhoz2go/s1600-h/IMG_1052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3kfJ8za6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/2dB6Qhoz2go/s320/IMG_1052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246100364854520738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is just a random picture of my fridge. I have really cute magnets though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3kfJ8za6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/2dB6Qhoz2go/s1600-h/IMG_1052.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3gpBNJV0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/5gTxVqAhw9A/s1600-h/IMG_1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3gpBNJV0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/5gTxVqAhw9A/s320/IMG_1047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246096136259327810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made Caramel Popcorn today...It is yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3gpW1QOMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/I4yeC94lRNw/s1600-h/IMG_1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3gpW1QOMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/I4yeC94lRNw/s320/IMG_1048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246096142064695490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This has been my latest project. Before these shelves were filled with DVD's. I decided to store those and I got all of these cute things to put on the cute shelve instead. I was very pleased how it turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3gpvyFoyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/CRcuU-QJa2k/s1600-h/IMG_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3gpvyFoyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/CRcuU-QJa2k/s320/IMG_1049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246096148762305314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the best thing that happened to me this weekend. I found this cute bag at the Utah State Fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3gpzxvZZI/AAAAAAAAAHE/HPOuR2Rkv34/s1600-h/IMG_1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3gpzxvZZI/AAAAAAAAAHE/HPOuR2Rkv34/s320/IMG_1050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246096149834589586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are my new shoes that I wore to a wedding on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3gqNz-xeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RZrmc8CFpTo/s1600-h/IMG_1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3gqNz-xeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RZrmc8CFpTo/s320/IMG_1051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246096156823307746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the only thing I look forward to getting in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3d1iGqXfI/AAAAAAAAAGE/pD8nWGonUX0/s1600-h/IMG_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3d1iGqXfI/AAAAAAAAAGE/pD8nWGonUX0/s320/IMG_1042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246093052714049010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are all of Bekahs big ol wooden bowls that we are using at the wedding we are decorating on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3d16ViKqI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5dImheoaU-4/s1600-h/IMG_1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3d16ViKqI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5dImheoaU-4/s320/IMG_1044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246093059218877090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our work space. With our new fancy computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3d2XxC-LI/AAAAAAAAAGU/X-OI_oFyQts/s1600-h/IMG_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3d2XxC-LI/AAAAAAAAAGU/X-OI_oFyQts/s320/IMG_1045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246093067118901426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are the cards I made today for the Elite Card Club I am in.  Lenzi...Eat your heart out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3d2h092nI/AAAAAAAAAGc/jVOLUJqwBvQ/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3d2h092nI/AAAAAAAAAGc/jVOLUJqwBvQ/s320/IMG_1046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246093069819697778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least this is my husband doing what he calls...Vegging! He has not sat down to watch TV since he started school three weeks ago. Poor Guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now tag My Sister, Keily, Lenzi, Dezi, Lindsey, Bekah&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry for changing the rules Danielle)&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/2334600341111264160-2368299120142988155?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2368299120142988155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=2368299120142988155&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2368299120142988155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2368299120142988155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3kfJ8za6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/2dB6Qhoz2go/s72-c/IMG_1052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-7933761595427543980</id><published>2008-09-14T22:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:42:31.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Detox Is Over!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am proud to announce that it has been 11 days 18 hours and 32 minutes since my last hit! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; the exact time might have been exaggerated. The headaches are gone, I no longer have the craving I am on my road to recovery.&lt;br /&gt;My drug of choice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3X8l855HI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DKqfcirh1gc/s1600-h/IMG_0801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3X8l855HI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DKqfcirh1gc/s320/IMG_0801.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246086576936182898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See I have gone without carbonation before for actually 3 years I never drank soda. And then one day I had a sip and then that turned into two sips. Then I had a whole can. Well just before I gave it up it was 32 oz almost every other day. More on the weekend. I knew it was out of my system for sure when I went to the good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; 7-11 to see my friend Happy. (7-11 Employee--Good Guy) I was there to get the husband a 32 oz. He is not ready to quit yet. Well I picked up the drink and headed home. I did not even take a sip! Did I have the desire to drink the entire thing...Heck Yes I did. But I resisted! I am so proud of myself! So my message is to anyone out there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;battling&lt;/span&gt; these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;addictions&lt;/span&gt;.... Its never too late to quit!&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate this post to Happy...You may have lost my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt; but you have not lost our friendship!&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/2334600341111264160-7933761595427543980?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7933761595427543980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=7933761595427543980&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7933761595427543980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/7933761595427543980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-detox-is-over.html' title='My Detox Is Over!!'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SM3X8l855HI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DKqfcirh1gc/s72-c/IMG_0801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-8748938668499296670</id><published>2008-09-11T19:17:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T19:32:18.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of 9-11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was thinking a lot today about 9-11 today. I like everyone else can remember exactly what I did that day. I even remember what I wore that day (Seems Silly) but I remember everything about that day. My Aunt lives in New Jersey and in November of 01' two months after that terrible day Myself, Cousins Stormy and Nichole went back east to visit her and my other cousin Lacey. No one at that time was flying anywhere and so we were able to get our tickets for $100 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;round trip&lt;/span&gt;. We went to NYC for the day. This was not my first time to NYC. I had been there twice before. So I knew what those buildings had looked like. Well on that trip it was like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; new city. It was so somber! These are my scrapbook pages of that trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SMm3IQqCImI/AAAAAAAAAFs/d8-0NvwAPDM/s1600-h/img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SMm3IQqCImI/AAAAAAAAAFs/d8-0NvwAPDM/s400/img001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244924593587757666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SMm3gx1m-WI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XZdBEr1GEho/s1600-h/img002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SMm3gx1m-WI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XZdBEr1GEho/s400/img002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244925014811539810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will never forget going to that City right after that had happened. So I just wanted to put my thoughts out there. I will never forget anything about that day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-8748938668499296670?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8748938668499296670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=8748938668499296670&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8748938668499296670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8748938668499296670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/09/thoughts-of-9-11.html' title='Thoughts of 9-11'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SMm3IQqCImI/AAAAAAAAAFs/d8-0NvwAPDM/s72-c/img001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-4896127648011529009</id><published>2008-08-24T21:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:51:23.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I am super excited that my blog has a new look! I was really bored with the old one. This new layout is dedicated to my very good friend Rebekah. She helped me make it so darn cute! Thanks Beks...I could not have done it without you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-4896127648011529009?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4896127648011529009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=4896127648011529009&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4896127648011529009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/4896127648011529009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-i-am-super-excited-that-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-2515575718284307310</id><published>2008-08-07T23:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:47:12.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SJvNrs17dEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Xg2AP5_exJw/s1600-h/IMG_0743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SJvNrs17dEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Xg2AP5_exJw/s320/IMG_0743.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232001542776386626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On August 5, 2004 I was fortunate to marry my very best friend! On Tuesday Morg and I celebrated our fourth wedding anniversary. I wanted to put a picture of our wedding day on here like so many of my other friends have done....But they are no where to be found! I have a whole album and pictures hung (so if any one wants to come over) I just can not find the disks. Anyway I thought this picture would be more appropriate. Because it is more then just a funny picture! I have to explain....&lt;br /&gt;One Sunday evening I was extremely bored and trying so hard to entertain myself. Well my hubby being perfectly content watching his favorite show. (Can you guess from what is on the TV behind him?) I asked him if I could play with his hair that he had been growing out. He said yes right away...So I went on to straighten to mold and shape this crazy hair do. To make it worse I snapped as many pictures as I could. See my husband is the most easy going guy...He would do anything to make me happy! Even if it is being my doll for a little while. Morgan makes me laugh harder then anyone I know. He makes me feel loved, safe and adored. I sure do love my Morgie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-2515575718284307310?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2515575718284307310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=2515575718284307310&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2515575718284307310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/2515575718284307310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-august-5-2004-i-was-fortunate-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/SJvNrs17dEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Xg2AP5_exJw/s72-c/IMG_0743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-8096026381111419723</id><published>2008-07-25T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T13:04:21.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's take a walk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; Down memory Lane...I'm copying this from my cute friend Danielle!  What a fun idea. Here are the directions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&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, 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. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-8096026381111419723?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8096026381111419723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=8096026381111419723&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8096026381111419723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8096026381111419723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/07/lets-take-walk.html' title='Let&apos;s take a walk...'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334600341111264160.post-8343661117077467872</id><published>2008-07-25T11:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:05:23.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Wrong with this Country??</title><content type='html'>Now by that title you can only imagine that I might go into some political tangent. Well instead I am going to stand on my soap box and scream out into the world.... What the H--E--Double hockey stick happened last night?? Last night on SYTYCD--Translation on So you think you can dance, America (Not including me) voted off the best best dancer the show has ever seen! Will!! You can choose your reaction from the following...&lt;br /&gt;A. What?&lt;br /&gt;B. Holy Crap!!&lt;br /&gt;C. What the Hell? (Which was my response)&lt;br /&gt;D. Who Cares! (If that is what you choose don't read my blog anymore!)&lt;br /&gt;I am an avid viewer of SYTYCD and I have never ever seen a better dancer then Will. And I feel I can say this because of the following! He can dance ANY routine and he has the best little personality to boot! I am so deeply saddened by this loss! What was America thinking! I had totally picked Will as the Winner! And the other person who was in the bottom two with him was Twitch! The two best Male dancers in the bottom two!! What is wrong with the world when something like that happens. I can not believe Mark is there over Will. Give me a freaking break! The only justice in last nights episode was that Comfort went home. Give the girl a break they send her home just to bring her back and then send her home again!&lt;br /&gt;Well that is my soap box for the day!&lt;br /&gt;Will..Buddy...If your out there! You were robbed! You are the best dancer that show has ever seen! And you are just the cutest thing to grace my television! I heart you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2334600341111264160-8343661117077467872?l=brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8343661117077467872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2334600341111264160&amp;postID=8343661117077467872&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8343661117077467872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2334600341111264160/posts/default/8343661117077467872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittneyandmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-is-wrong-with-this-country.html' title='What is Wrong with this Country??'/><author><name>Brittney &amp;amp; Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eaqIz_C0fms/S1t35cZiOCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Mf17UvrDfE/S220/IMG_2722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
