<?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-5263390275862822798</id><updated>2011-07-30T17:16:34.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben and Libby</title><subtitle type='html'>"In all of living, have much fun and laughter. Life is to be enjoyed, not just endured." 
— Gordon B. Hinckley</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-3412306651652063398</id><published>2010-10-13T21:20:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T18:58:16.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holy cow. These past 3 or 4 months have been insane. New job, end of summer, family vacations, Ben's school starting, and a billion other things! Just letting everyone know that we're still alive. I would say that I'll do lots of posts soon about all of the fun stuff we've been up to, but lets be realistic here. History would suggest that I won't write another post for 6 months... ;) Just know that we are super happy and doing well. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I love Fall. By far my favorite season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-3412306651652063398?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/3412306651652063398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=3412306651652063398&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/3412306651652063398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/3412306651652063398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2010/10/holy-cow.html' title=''/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-2686226297153716488</id><published>2010-04-12T22:29:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T10:11:42.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden</title><content type='html'>One thing that I really really like about the apartment that we're living in right now is that the woman who's basement we're living in, has a large garden area that she doesn't use and said that we were free to use it if we would like. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last Saturday while Ben was at a study group, I went to town on getting all of the weeds and gunk out of the way. It's not even ready to be planted yet, but getting all of the layers of leaves and stuff moved off was a huge check off the list for getting the garden ready. Here are a couple of before and after pictures. Doesn't look like a lot, but it was packed pretty heavy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This is what it looked like to begin with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8P2Z_-gMtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/efELdE4h7Io/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459478099833926354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8P2Z_-gMtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/efELdE4h7Io/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+356.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;After about two and a half hours of raking pulling, I finally got all of the gross stuff pushed aside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8P2VYXzyiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yiDBXEEUOlQ/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459478020483172898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8P2VYXzyiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yiDBXEEUOlQ/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Then I started on getting the "grass" pulled out and switched to making the edge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8P2Q0TBuNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/W3bPIRJWMVo/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459477942079961298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8P2Q0TBuNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/W3bPIRJWMVo/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+359.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was completely worn out by the end. I was only out there for like three and a half hours, but I was so tired! And I'm still sore! I guess that's what I get for not working out regularly... Anyway, I'm excited to finish up the prep this week, especially since my parents are taking us to J&amp;amp;J's tomato sale on Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting really excited about this whole garden business. I grew up in a home where we always had plenty of fresh vegetables all summer long, and I think it will be really fun to get my own little garden growing :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-2686226297153716488?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/2686226297153716488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=2686226297153716488&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/2686226297153716488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/2686226297153716488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2010/04/garden-and-disneyland-preview.html' title='Garden'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8P2Z_-gMtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/efELdE4h7Io/s72-c/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+356.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-4083530293646663829</id><published>2010-04-12T22:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:29:06.899-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking Adventures - update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In January I wrote a post about how I was getting excited about cooking. That didn't last very long. I love being a wife, I really do. This may sound bizarre but I love cleaning, doing laundry, straightening the house, etc. - but cooking is really not my favorite thing to do. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I thought I'd share a couple of photos showing my awesome cooking-skills:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This, my friends, is a piece of very burnt bacon. I kept saying to myself "I don't think it's done yet, maybe I should leave it in a little bit longer..." It practically turned to dust in my mouth ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PxNn4OClI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_K5Um4yPVQQ/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+343.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/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PxNn4OClI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_K5Um4yPVQQ/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+343.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459472389648550482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is chicken that I pulled out of the freezer to thaw, and forgot about. I found it like three weeks later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PxIXunYVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/KEFx4wdl1J4/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PxIXunYVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/KEFx4wdl1J4/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+347.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459472299413954898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've cooked a little here and there and as I cook more it becomes less of a drag. It will take more time, but it is going better, and it's easier now that I've started to meal plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, I signed up for e-mealz.com today and holy cow it is perfect for me. It plans a week's worth of cooking and even makes a menu for you! So cool. Hopefully it helps push me to cook more.  :)&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/5263390275862822798-4083530293646663829?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/4083530293646663829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=4083530293646663829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/4083530293646663829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/4083530293646663829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2010/04/cooking-adventures-update.html' title='Cooking Adventures - update'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PxNn4OClI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_K5Um4yPVQQ/s72-c/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-582042881638995860</id><published>2010-04-12T21:24:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T10:07:43.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fires"</title><content type='html'>During the first summer of our marriage, Ben did "fires." I'm pretty sure anyone who reads this already knows what "going on fire" means, except maybe a few of my friends... sorry, I tried explaining it but after I typed it and read it over, it made me confused as to what he did so I erased it haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, so last summer was really wet (compared to other years) so lucky for me, Ben didn't get called out too much. But one fire he did get called onto was one in Grantsville, Utah. That's right. Like 45 minutes away... So I tagged along! Kind of... I went to work during the day and a few of the evenings, I drove out there and had him show me what it was like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures (keep in mind that this fire camp was set up in a high school parking lot - there was grass and cement and it was all very CLEAN. Ben said that camps are usually really hot, dusty, dirty and are miles off of any main roads. But I'm glad it was so close and clean because I got to take picture of what he did :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This is the trailer that he worked and slept in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pp3f0s1iI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ztgF-cKzMzI/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459464312947791394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pp3f0s1iI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ztgF-cKzMzI/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+297.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Those boxes that he's kneeling by are all full of phones that he can set up if they need him to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpzDV2yEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/rqhGSNFnzI4/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459464236582750274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpzDV2yEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/rqhGSNFnzI4/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Ben by the satellite dish that he set up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Ppu07jRTI/AAAAAAAAALw/I85udsqVya8/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459464163994846514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Ppu07jRTI/AAAAAAAAALw/I85udsqVya8/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+295.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Ben said that this was called the "rack" or electronics case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpqFDQx8I/AAAAAAAAALo/gBrRtGsTVBo/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459464082422810562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpqFDQx8I/AAAAAAAAALo/gBrRtGsTVBo/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+291.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Looks easy enough, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Ppm7AVrkI/AAAAAAAAALg/H-aeHEHEKRs/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459464028186586690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Ppm7AVrkI/AAAAAAAAALg/H-aeHEHEKRs/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I took this picture one of the first days so there weren't that many people there yet. But this is a couple of rows of trailers that were set up (i.e. the communications trailer, the logistics trailer, etc)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpgMpzEaI/AAAAAAAAALY/BOdSgijyd0M/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459463912664797602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpgMpzEaI/AAAAAAAAALY/BOdSgijyd0M/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Gross... I actually didn't use these. At all. I drove to the gas station down the street. Haha I know I'm a wimp but these really gross me out. (I hope I didn't creep that guy out by taking this picture...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpbdXLzOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/EbNQgonuUq0/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459463831250783458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpbdXLzOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/EbNQgonuUq0/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Mobile showers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpWw-uWhI/AAAAAAAAALI/G4tZhECq1y8/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459463750617553426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpWw-uWhI/AAAAAAAAALI/G4tZhECq1y8/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+303.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Backside of the mobile showers. It's really cool how these are set up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpS6s2mSI/AAAAAAAAALA/R_jY8E42hU0/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459463684507474210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpS6s2mSI/AAAAAAAAALA/R_jY8E42hU0/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+304.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Hand-washing station&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpLXAx2jI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1unou28WZT4/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459463554668288562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpLXAx2jI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1unou28WZT4/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Food line. I'm surprise how well they fed them - they served a ton of food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpGlHaDqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/nYEsoF6v-Mo/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459463472554839714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PpGlHaDqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/nYEsoF6v-Mo/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+307.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This is actually not a very good picture of the tents that the firemen slept in. In the park across the street, there were TONS of tents set up everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Po88_QcYI/AAAAAAAAAKo/-3tsO_WH8mI/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459463307164414338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Po88_QcYI/AAAAAAAAAKo/-3tsO_WH8mI/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+305.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this might not have been interesting for anyone else to read, but I loved seeing all of the stuff he did and it was really cool to see this little "community" pop up in the middle of nowhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-582042881638995860?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/582042881638995860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=582042881638995860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/582042881638995860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/582042881638995860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2010/04/fires.html' title='&quot;Fires&quot;'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pp3f0s1iI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ztgF-cKzMzI/s72-c/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-8208335541953056770</id><published>2010-04-12T21:03:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T10:00:35.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Apartment memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Just documenting here. We took more pictures than this, but this is what I remember most about our first apartment:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Outside (second level)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pg47IYaYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/f3XYI04HTS4/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459454441853315458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pg47IYaYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/f3XYI04HTS4/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+341.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Looking out that same window. Yes, those are our dying tomato plants and flowers. The patio got really really hot during the day and cooked our plants, making it hard to keep them alive. At least, that's what I tell myself - part of me thinks it might be the accidental plant-killer in me. Who knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PgzU3Ls7I/AAAAAAAAAKY/PIYNUlNDCV0/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459454345681286066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PgzU3Ls7I/AAAAAAAAAKY/PIYNUlNDCV0/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+323.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I never decorated our bedroom. I figure why decorate if we're going to move in 6 months (which we did) Sweet red blanket thought, right? Who else thinks Ben should be a fan model?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PgoMQVEHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tn_-NwBIyoo/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459454154392277106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PgoMQVEHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tn_-NwBIyoo/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+310.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I took this picture because I wanted to remind myself (when we buy a house) how important storage space is. We crammed all our stuff into one closet haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pgg9twOJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/kj33Ze-RYlk/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459454030230075538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pgg9twOJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/kj33Ze-RYlk/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+316.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;And yet the Ramen got it's very own cupboard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PgWcPYeUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iMTQxckiHJ0/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459453849445628226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PgWcPYeUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iMTQxckiHJ0/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+334.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We enjoyed out first apartment, but really really like the one we live in now. But we're glad we moved into that one because it helped us find the one we're in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-8208335541953056770?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/8208335541953056770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=8208335541953056770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/8208335541953056770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/8208335541953056770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-apartment-memories.html' title='First Apartment memories'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pg47IYaYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/f3XYI04HTS4/s72-c/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-5856558970771637273</id><published>2010-04-12T20:09:00.031-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T10:02:13.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruise 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Right after Ben and I got married, we were invited on a Caribbean cruise with all of his family and some of their extended family (minus the little kids). It was so fun to spend time with his family and get to know them and I thought the Princess cruise line was fantastic!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Here are some pictures from the trip:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;(oops, no picture of the whole group... there were lots of us though!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We spent a night in Florida before we sailed off. Here are a few of us playing some card game or other waiting to leave the hotel (notice the swe-ot matching shirts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pblk3feRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Jjw4E7H1Q1c/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459448611901241618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pblk3feRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Jjw4E7H1Q1c/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I'm so excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PbhXBhcKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/d3w4zEOCUyw/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459448539465740450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PbhXBhcKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/d3w4zEOCUyw/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+131.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Goodbye Florida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pbam4pPZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/A7GvlD-rQTY/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459448423464385938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pbam4pPZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/A7GvlD-rQTY/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Hello cruise!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PbU4kPXuI/AAAAAAAAAJg/IzCsWXX2vS8/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459448325131427554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PbU4kPXuI/AAAAAAAAAJg/IzCsWXX2vS8/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Us at one of the ports&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PbC3Zln1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/KOKUDindLvI/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459448015580667730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PbC3Zln1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/KOKUDindLvI/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This day was so fun. Mark and Amy, Brett and Carrie, Daniel and Riki, and Ben and I all rented these fun scooters and rode around the island&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pa7ndg4eI/AAAAAAAAAJI/cNR7y0DWo0g/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459447891043082722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pa7ndg4eI/AAAAAAAAAJI/cNR7y0DWo0g/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pa3AMCFFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/GfWejrRgynk/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459447811781301330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pa3AMCFFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/GfWejrRgynk/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+179.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Paq5oCVYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AjlKTkUB5VQ/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459447603861280130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Paq5oCVYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AjlKTkUB5VQ/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I thought it would be really cool to get a "riding" picture so I whirled around and took this. Well when I whirled around we nearly got in an accident and I wasn't allowed to turn around anymore... Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pakr-icOI/AAAAAAAAAIw/nNytzNctL9g/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459447497118347490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pakr-icOI/AAAAAAAAAIw/nNytzNctL9g/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PaenQB9YI/AAAAAAAAAIo/FWWxKYZk0VM/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459447392770323842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PaenQB9YI/AAAAAAAAAIo/FWWxKYZk0VM/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Ben snorkeling on the prettiest beach I have ever seen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PaVpuE7TI/AAAAAAAAAIg/1MDD-23thKk/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459447238814395698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PaVpuE7TI/AAAAAAAAAIg/1MDD-23thKk/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This picture really doesn't do it justice... the water looks dark, but it was the prettiest blue and when you stood in it, it was clear you could see your foot perfectly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PaPtHDNeI/AAAAAAAAAIY/H3I6Wc-b6Ac/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459447136645232098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PaPtHDNeI/AAAAAAAAAIY/H3I6Wc-b6Ac/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PaKlPUgTI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1is3cirZx6g/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459447048633090354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PaKlPUgTI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1is3cirZx6g/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PZ8yvmENI/AAAAAAAAAII/rqJu5dEorXg/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459446811739951314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PZ8yvmENI/AAAAAAAAAII/rqJu5dEorXg/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+260.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Check out the color of that water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PZ2yTPQZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/O56i6cfMaQQ/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459446708541800850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PZ2yTPQZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/O56i6cfMaQQ/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+273.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PZxH08vPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/XcbJUuuHAGs/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459446611241123058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PZxH08vPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/XcbJUuuHAGs/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+275.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PZmBlF7uI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MPTwnyTHXKs/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459446420585443042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PZmBlF7uI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MPTwnyTHXKs/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+277.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PZfiC7pXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/mbkveCVInoU/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459446309041448306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PZfiC7pXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/mbkveCVInoU/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"Whoa... that's a really big butt!" (Finding Nemo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PZVm9LfTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Jso3Br-lPaA/s1600/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459446138560806194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8PZVm9LfTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Jso3Br-lPaA/s320/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This trip was so fun for us. Looking back at my pictures I am realizing that we only took our camera out one, maybe two days... We were too busy, soaking up the sun, snorkeling, playing card games every night, eating until we felt like we were going to explode, exploring the islands, "whale-rolling" into the hot tub, eating pineapple at EVERY meal, winning Family Feud, being beach bums, and hanging out with a really fun group. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Since I don't have any pictures of any of that, I guess you'll just have to imagine us. Especially the "whale-rolling" into the hot tub. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-5856558970771637273?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/5856558970771637273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=5856558970771637273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/5856558970771637273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/5856558970771637273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2010/04/cruise-2009.html' title='Cruise 2009'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S8Pblk3feRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Jjw4E7H1Q1c/s72-c/Mission+and+misc+first+year+of+marriage+130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-6384210223547322350</id><published>2010-03-08T16:00:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T12:32:48.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1. Spring 2. Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S5WB1FDXJEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/qYlvCROUf2k/s1600-h/Leaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446402073263809602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S5WB1FDXJEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/qYlvCROUf2k/s400/Leaf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my absolute favorite things about living in Utah is the 4 distinct seasons. Every time it changes to a new season, I get really excited. I'm stoked for Spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and I celebrated our one year anniversary last weekend. Woot! We were going to go to The Roof but decided it just costs too much and my stomach had been acting funny the few days before that and we didn't want risk not feeling good when we got there and then wasting all that money. So, where did we go? Cafe Rio of course :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we went and got dinner, checked into the Marriot in Downtown Salt Lake, and went straight to the hot tub. We came back and Ben surprised me with a bottle of Welch's Grape Something (don't remember, but it was fizzy and delicious) and we just relaxed the rest of the night by watching TV (this is kind of a luxury for us since we don't have TV) after a couple of hours of nothing, we realized why we don't have a TV. There's nothing on worth watching. Anyway, the nexy day we went hot tubbing again (of course) and spent a long day just relaxing at home. And, naturally, we had to go to Cafe Rio that night too. Bad news though: I'm still bad at taking pictures of us so nothing but our memories to remember it by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, best anniversary ever! It was perfect: simple and very relaxing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could write a long tribute to Ben but, as we all know, I'm not very good at writing. Anytime I write anything, it alway comes out way too long, really cheesy, and it always feels fake to me. So, short and sweet: Ben, I love you! This last year has been absolutely wonderful and I wouldn't trade it for anything :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-6384210223547322350?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/6384210223547322350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=6384210223547322350&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/6384210223547322350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/6384210223547322350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2010/03/1-spring-2-anniversary.html' title='1. Spring 2. Anniversary'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S5WB1FDXJEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/qYlvCROUf2k/s72-c/Leaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-4964859156066340221</id><published>2010-02-03T16:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T16:23:21.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Any Suggestions?</title><content type='html'>Ben - and actually my boss too - suggested I bring a book to work to pass the time. Does anyone have any suggestions? I'm not sure what kind of book I like but I do know that if it starts off too slow I lose interest fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really think of any favorites. Oh except I absolutely loved Count of Monte Cristo. Could not put it down... Actually it was one of the only books in High School that I didn't use SparkNotes to finish before the test ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, anyone have any ideas? I will consider any and all suggestions :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. LONG post with plenty of pictures coming soon. Like tonight or tomorrow, just can't put pictures on my computer at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-4964859156066340221?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/4964859156066340221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=4964859156066340221&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/4964859156066340221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/4964859156066340221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2010/02/any-suggestions.html' title='Any Suggestions?'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-3477604692453349044</id><published>2010-01-15T14:11:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T15:36:07.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meal Adventures</title><content type='html'>I did it! I made a plan for all of the meals this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of combined everyone's advice (thank you again). My swe-ot mom made a little cookbook of a bunch of easy recipes that she knew I would like, then I made a document in Excel that says what we're having, what ingredients are in it, and at the bottom there's a grocery shopping list letting me know what to get, how much to get, when to get it, etc. Exciting, huh?? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I'm going to post the exciting/funny/interesting meals and/or attempts at a meal on my blog. Pictures and stories to come :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-3477604692453349044?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/3477604692453349044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=3477604692453349044&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/3477604692453349044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/3477604692453349044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2010/01/meal-adventures.html' title='Meal Adventures'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-834653632889153792</id><published>2010-01-08T16:14:00.020-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T09:15:42.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I might just explode with crafty excitement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm going crazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with excitement!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading these women's blogs lately (I can't even remember how I got to them, but I'm happy I have found them!) and they have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;inspired me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've mostly been looking at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;treyandlucy.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;makeitandloveit.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Both amazing blogs! They make crafts so cute and easy and the first one is especially fun to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting really excited all kinds of crafts and projects such as:&lt;br /&gt;Sewing projects&lt;br /&gt;Framed projects&lt;br /&gt;Clothes&lt;br /&gt;Jewelry&lt;br /&gt;Holiday crafts&lt;br /&gt;Super cute clothes for little girls haha&lt;br /&gt;Etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT mostly I cannot wait to try out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Mod Podge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I smiled just typing the word!! Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some picture of some of the projects I want to try (I know all of you pros out there will think these are silly but I'm just a beginner)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0fAiI10yzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1_0zxxbg9Ks/s1600-h/Woodland+Fairy+Costume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424515968912378674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0fAiI10yzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1_0zxxbg9Ks/s320/Woodland+Fairy+Costume.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cute "Woodland Fairy" costume that would actually be really easy to make.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0fAc1mCgsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/PZ7LRo7CFZo/s1600-h/Star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424515877846549186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0fAc1mCgsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/PZ7LRo7CFZo/s320/Star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mod Podge Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0fAYMpCfqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3GKFrYbngr4/s1600-h/Rosette+Headband.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424515798133800610" style="WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0fAYMpCfqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3GKFrYbngr4/s320/Rosette+Headband.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0fATEPz5RI/AAAAAAAAAFU/mabu-_yb_pM/s1600-h/Pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424515709981156626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0fATEPz5RI/AAAAAAAAAFU/mabu-_yb_pM/s320/Pumpkin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0fAN2-eQ-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/-voEKgGAFUc/s1600-h/Necklaces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424515620519429090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0fAN2-eQ-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/-voEKgGAFUc/s320/Necklaces.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0fAJHV5EJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PXXfYizeGOg/s1600-h/Mod+Podge+Shows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424515539013275794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0fAJHV5EJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PXXfYizeGOg/s320/Mod+Podge+Shows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are just normal shoes and the lady Mod Podged cuter fabric on. Oh my gosh. So cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0fABi2cfPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pdZ4s4bocBc/s1600-h/Frames.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424515408958618866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0fABi2cfPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pdZ4s4bocBc/s320/Frames.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0e_8bHb8OI/AAAAAAAAAE0/dzsNsPW-DV8/s1600-h/Fabric+Canvas.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424515320983056610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0e_8bHb8OI/AAAAAAAAAE0/dzsNsPW-DV8/s320/Fabric+Canvas.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This really caught my eye. Think of all the possibilities! (It's fabric, not a painting)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0e_2ROl0vI/AAAAAAAAAEs/j9oPbJX2bIM/s1600-h/Dresser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424515215249494770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0e_2ROl0vI/AAAAAAAAAEs/j9oPbJX2bIM/s320/Dresser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love it. All of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0e_yITu4TI/AAAAAAAAAEk/B2Dj1UFz7kQ/s1600-h/Curtains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424515144135663922" style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0e_yITu4TI/AAAAAAAAAEk/B2Dj1UFz7kQ/s320/Curtains.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0e_tjy8ouI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ox9Ob0yelmw/s1600-h/Bandana+Dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424515065615000290" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0e_tjy8ouI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ox9Ob0yelmw/s320/Bandana+Dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These (above and below) are really cute little girls' dresses that I just thought were absolutely adorable. - The top one is made out of a bandana and the bottom one is made out of a dish towel :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0e_qTOq3-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/Ns-D1O6hi-k/s1600-h/Dish+Towel+Dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424515009628266466" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0e_qTOq3-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/Ns-D1O6hi-k/s320/Dish+Towel+Dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0e_kLczeYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qpc1lxCLdzU/s1600-h/Basket+Liner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424514904460851586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0e_kLczeYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qpc1lxCLdzU/s320/Basket+Liner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope Ben doesn't see this post. He won't let me go to the store by myself!! Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-834653632889153792?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/834653632889153792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=834653632889153792&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/834653632889153792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/834653632889153792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-might-just-explode-with-crafty.html' title='I might just explode with crafty excitement'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0fAiI10yzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1_0zxxbg9Ks/s72-c/Woodland+Fairy+Costume.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-8647281210974583539</id><published>2010-01-05T15:28:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T10:44:06.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of new stuff right now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New goals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New semester for Ben&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New Wii from my parents for Christmas. We are loving it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New slippers from Ben. Love them as well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New WiiFit - so fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New sewing machine - well not really. Same one as always but finally got it fixed. Woot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New cookbook - my awesome mom is almost done putting together an awesome cookbook with easy recipes that I grew up with. Can't wait to try them out! (P.S. thanks to all who commented on the cooking post, your ideas were all very helpful!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New piano lessons - New? I guess not really new... I'm just starting them up again a week from today and I'm really excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New job for Ben - if it works out with his schedule, Ben is going to have a math tutoring job at SLCC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New attitude - I've had a not-so-positive attitude lately about my lack of wifey skills. But they're not going to develop by me moping around so I'm gonna get tackle them and get them going! Taking the bull (cookbook) by the horns (by the covers)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New piece of decor - I'll post a picture when I put it up. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of new and lots of fun! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-8647281210974583539?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/8647281210974583539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=8647281210974583539&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/8647281210974583539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/8647281210974583539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2010/01/new.html' title='NEW'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-7304779758405805155</id><published>2010-01-05T15:07:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T08:43:18.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Found this on my friends blog and decided to do it myself. Just for fun I guess, and a chance for you to get to know me a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish to one day... be able to play the piano really well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i eat cereal... i have to eat it fast so it doesn’t get soggy because who likes soggy cereal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can only fall asleep... in ben’s arms... lol jk. i can fall asleep anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;public restrooms... are avoided whenever possible. also, i always use those paper seat-cover things. always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i refuse to believe... that the delicious salad dressing at café rio is unhealthy. …because i’m not going to stop eating it regardless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i'm running... i’m usually out of breath. working on that…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't think she knows... but my mother is my role model. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i walk past someone i don't know... i smile. unless we don’t make eye contact initially, then i keep my head down. i’m really shy until i get to know you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've learned to accept... that in order to be better at cooking/sewing/playing the piano, i just have to PRACTICE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can't... whistle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hardly ever... have my phone on me anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;majority of the time... i’m thinking about benly. aww… ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really try hard... to be a good wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i believe... in the Savior, Jesus Christ. I’ll honor His name. I’ll do what is right; I’ll follow His light. His truth I will proclaim. (The Church of Jesus Christ Children’s Songbook p.77) haha you’d think i was the primary chorister or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i get unbelievably frustrated... when i have to go shopping. i do not enjoy it at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope more than anything... that i will be a good mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0O66y5MJ4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/6Q8IzlFcwbk/s1600-h/Ben+and+Libby.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423383895541032834" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0O66y5MJ4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/6Q8IzlFcwbk/s320/Ben+and+Libby.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-7304779758405805155?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/7304779758405805155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=7304779758405805155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/7304779758405805155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/7304779758405805155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-me.html' title='just me.'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/S0O66y5MJ4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/6Q8IzlFcwbk/s72-c/Ben+and+Libby.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-7453140723512640336</id><published>2009-12-18T08:56:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T09:11:00.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've been really bugged lately by my lack of awesome-wife cooking skills. :( I feel like I can't look at the ingredients we have and make something out of it. So, whenever I do want to make something cool or delicious or just &lt;em&gt;different &lt;/em&gt;than the usual&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;I have found that I have to spend time, and more importantly, MONEY to go to the store to buy just three or four ingredients. It gets really expensive going to the store two or three times a week for just a couple of ingredients each time. Don't get me wrong, I like making cool and delicious meals but I can't do that every night... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So, here is my question (directed to anyone and everyone who is good at cooking):&lt;/span&gt; how do you all do it? Where do you get your ideas? I've looked in several cookbooks but most of them require ingredients that I just don't have (as mentioned before). Do you all just stock up on random ingredients? Or do you have cookbooks that have recipes that are more simple? Or are you all just geniuses and mix together what you have to make a masterpiece?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm starting to feel like I'm never going to get good at cooking. And poor Ben has to suffer through my hardcore lack of said skills.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Does anyone wanna teach me? Lol or alteast let me copy some recipes? How about a recipe exchange in the near future, eh? Haha help!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-7453140723512640336?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/7453140723512640336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=7453140723512640336&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/7453140723512640336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/7453140723512640336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2009/12/help.html' title='Help!!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-5685193378990456019</id><published>2009-12-14T14:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T14:39:26.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas, Marriott, birthday, finals - Whew!</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite things about this time of year is all of the get-togethers everyone has. We had lots of fun spending time with family over Thanksgiving, can't wait for Christmas, and have had a blast at all of them:&lt;br /&gt;- We went to Las Vegas for Ben's cousin's wedding and it was gorgeous! I loved it! But... we forgot our camera so no pictures. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;- Every year the Lyman's get together around Christmas and stay in the Marriott in Salt Lake for a fun Friday night with the fam. It was really fun to be with the whole group :) I wish I had known that we would have been walking around Temple Square and such though - I would have brought a coat! ...And shoes other than flip flops hahah&lt;br /&gt;- Ben's birthday was on Saturday and he did NOT want attention or anything fancy. We spent the morning with his family (at the Marriott) and enjoyed a relaxing day with no homework or worries! Then, instead of spending a bunch of money going to a fancy restaurant, Ben insisted on going to Wendy's for his dinner. Haha what a stud.&lt;br /&gt;- Finals are this week. I think they stress me out more than they do Ben. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;- We are getting excited for all of the Christmas parties! But can't people all coordinate with each other so that we can go to all of them?! Seriously, there are like 5 just this weekend... :( We're bummed we have to miss some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're just loving life! Still no pictures of anything. I'm really bad at bringing the camera around... I'll do better :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-5685193378990456019?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/5685193378990456019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=5685193378990456019&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/5685193378990456019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/5685193378990456019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2009/12/vegas-marriott-birthday-finals-whew.html' title='Vegas, Marriott, birthday, finals - Whew!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-8264065392864214698</id><published>2009-12-01T12:46:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:54:46.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SxVzg1HM-OI/AAAAAAAAAA0/HqDvgNisHMI/s1600/Gorgeous+cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410357535205816546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SxVzg1HM-OI/AAAAAAAAAA0/HqDvgNisHMI/s320/Gorgeous+cookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw this picture and thought it was so cute that I had to put it on my blog. I will be trying to do this sometime this winter. It looks like it would take a lot of practice and time, but it'd be worth it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-8264065392864214698?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/8264065392864214698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=8264065392864214698&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/8264065392864214698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/8264065392864214698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-it.html' title='Love it.'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SxVzg1HM-OI/AAAAAAAAAA0/HqDvgNisHMI/s72-c/Gorgeous+cookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-8338970835609787677</id><published>2009-11-30T12:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:15:21.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination King and Queen!</title><content type='html'>Ben is taking an English class right now and he hates english. So, we made a deal: I'd write his papers if he took me to Cafe Rio. Worked out for both of us! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this last assignment was a little bit tougher: 6-page argument essay that's worth all of the other assignments combined. Wouldn't usually be a problem but I absolutely HATE argument essays. So annoying, and I really don't have too much of an opinion about "current issues." And if I do, it's definitely not strong enough to write a 6-page paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after lots of putting it off, coaxing and bribes (I think Ben offered to take me to Cafe Rio 5 times if I would write it) we decided that we would write it together. Here's the quick version of how it went: we told ourselves we had all of Thanksgiving weekend to do it but didn't do any of it over the weekend. So Sunday after church we decided that we were going to do it first thing and get it done and then enjoy the rest of our Sunday... Next thing we know six o'clock rolls around and we still haven't started. Funny how when you need to get something done, you find all of these things to take up your time!! Haha anyway, we eventually started on it and got about 2 1/2 pages done and then just lost it. We just started messing around and playing with our papers and notes and such (I could explain some of the funny jokes and things we laughed at but I have a feeling it wouldn't be very funny if it's not 2 am) Haha so we went to bed knowing we wouldn't get anything else done. This morning Ben finished it - go Ben! I think he printed it out just in time to speed to school and get to class on time. We are professional procrastinators!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-8338970835609787677?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/8338970835609787677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=8338970835609787677&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/8338970835609787677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/8338970835609787677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2009/11/procrastination-king-and-queen.html' title='Procrastination King and Queen!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-8756998220293926035</id><published>2009-11-19T14:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:23:55.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Impulse-buying = bad idea</title><content type='html'>So, I have a confession. I LOVE Christmas but I think that A LOT of the Christmas decorations I see at stores and such are super tacky. Maybe I shouldn't be so harsh and/or picky, I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I ran to Smith's last night to pick up a prescription and thought it would be harmless to go down the "Seasonal" aisle just to check things out (I guess that was my first mistake: thinking that I could find something that would be my "style" down the Smith's aisle) There were a few really cute things but they were all really expensive. Anyway, after a lot of really annoying flashing stuff I saw a box of small ornaments that I thought were super cute. AND they were pretty cheap too! So, I told myself "Well if you're gonna buy ornaments, you need a little tree right?" So I picture in my head a cute little tree that would make our little home Christmas-y. Naturally, they had a cheap little tree next to the ornaments and I bought it. Looking back I think I was just excited that I was buying our first Christmas tree (I even called Ben to tell him the fun news!) Now I realize that I should never buy something within the first ten minutes of seeing it. I think from now on, I actually might even just leave and sleep on it and if I wake up and just can't live without it, I'll go back and buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learned:&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't buy Christmas decorations at Smith's (the cheap ones, at least)&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't go cheap on decor. I realize that there are some good deals and sometimes cheap, super cute stuff, but I think the cute stuff - ya know, the stuff you'll still like when you get home from the store? - will probably cost more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I could probably make cute decorations or search a little more, last night was just an impulse-buying disaster. :( I actually think I'll keep the ornaments. They're really cute. Just not on the tree... Go figure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. It was so horrible that I couldn't even post a picture. In fact, every time I look into that room, I cringe a little lol. I'm probably being too dramatic and I'm sorry for being so negative on my blog, but I was just so bummed that I failed so miserably on our first Christmas tree. So sad... Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-8756998220293926035?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/8756998220293926035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=8756998220293926035&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/8756998220293926035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/8756998220293926035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2009/11/impulse-buying-bad-idea.html' title='Impulse-buying = bad idea'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-6561084464753218176</id><published>2009-11-06T13:35:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:11:41.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our (incredibly long) update</title><content type='html'>So I think this blog is going to turn into my online journal. I love the idea of sharing our memories with our children later on, but I don't have the patience to sit down and write it all in a book haha. I think the majority of our blog (until we have kids) will consist of updates on our fam and random thoughts or comments about life and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;- I have been (almost completely) consistently working out for the past month or so. (Everyone misses a day here and there, right?) I'm no marathon runner yet, but way better than nothing at all! Now all I need to work on is cooking more meals that are healthy. We do some, but that area of our diets could definitely use some improving. Especially since Ben's diet right now is Lunch: 3 Ramen, Dinner 3: Ramen, Late night snack: 2 Ramen. Okay, I'm kidding. But seriously... Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Our scale didn't like all of the candy that I ate at Halloween. I actually don't think I ate that much on Saturday, but someone brought in all of their extra candy to work the next week and put it all on my desk. What was I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am currently picking up piano again. The Lyman girls have a little concert thing every Winter and K'Lyn invited me to play. It's been over a year since I've played so I'm really excited to start playing again. I don't know if I'll have something together in time for the concert thing (it's amazing how much basic stuff you forget) but, regardless, I'm really excited to start playing again! I love the piano and love having music in the house. ....And by house I mean small basement apartment haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I LOVE Cafe Rio. Love it. Just throwing that out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ben and I have gone on a walk a few times recently and I love it! It's one of my favorite things to do with Ben. He usually gets started talking about something and gets so excited that he'll let go of my hand and use both hands to explain what he's talking about. I love seeing him get so excited about everything :) The weather has been really really nice this weekend and I want to take him to this really pretty park/path/creek place that I drive by everyday. The leaves are just so gorgeous right now, I have to get some "family" pictures! Those will be posted on the next post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ben's school is still really easy. Every three weeks or so, He'll spend five or so hours getting caught up on all of the homework from all of the classes before all of the tests. We're so lucky that his schedule is so easy right now. Gives us time to go on cute walks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- One of my favorite things to do in the morning (if I'm a little bit ahead of schedule) is to get back into bed and cuddle with Ben. It's so cute, and one of the only times I can get him to cuddle for that long. Haha he's not that into cuddling - which brings me to my next thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here comes the cheesy-ness (sp?) these next few are about Ben:&lt;br /&gt;- I love Ben. I don't know why but ever since we've been married, I've turned into this psycho clingy weirdo that loves to cuddle. Haha so when I've been at work all day and miss him so much, I just want to come home and hug him or snuggle up next to him! Haha I know I sound super lame, but it's true! So I think it was OK with him for the first few days but I think after a while he couldn't handle it anymore. Too much cuddling for a man to handle. So, he's coined a new phrase: whenever it becoms too much to handle, he'll say "too much cute." Haha! Sometimes I'll purposefully hug him for a long time to see how long he can stand it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I work as the front receptionist for a building in Sugar House and always have a lot of time on my hands. I really don’t do much at work. I’d actually like to get a job that requires more of me and is a little more exciting, but I signed a year contract when I started so I guess I’m working here for another 7 months at least. Anyway, I wanted to write this down: Ben calls me every hour or so and I love it! After he wakes up he calls to tell me his dream, or whenever he gets out of a class or when I’m on lunch, we’ll talk on the phone. I absolutely love talking to him so much throughout the day :) I feel really silly though because everyone in the office is working hard and I’m here typing away on my blog and jabbering away on the phone. So sometimes I talk really quiet or only when no one else is around. I guess this isn’t really that exciting for anyone else to read about, but I wanted to type it up so I can look back later and remember how cute Ben is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Last night Ben and I rearranged our main room in our apartment. We love it! I feel like it’s so much more home-y (I know I probably spelled that wrong, oh well) and I actually want to be in that room now. And, we borrowed a tall lamp from Ben’s parent’s house and we love having the softer light in that room. (The light on the ceiling is really harsh, bright lighting and makes a really loud buzzing noise when it’s on, so it's nice to have a quiet, peaceful room.) Our little room feels like a cozy home now! :) Special thanks to Brian and Marie for giving up their 3-piece desk/shelf/side table set, it’s perfect for our little home :) P.S. I had a lot of fun re-organizing the room and especially our storage room. I don’t know why but I LOVE organizing things. It makes me so happy to find a perfect fit or spot for something! I know, I’m a weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Today is our 8 months anniversary. Woot!! Being married has been so fun! We are loving it! I did realize the other day though that we still haven’t picked our pictures for our wedding book or sent out Thank You cards for our wedding gifts. Is it too late to send that out? I’m sure people have forgotten what they gave us by now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Just one last thing. Earlier this week, Ben and I were talking one night and had a great conversation. We just can’t believe how blessed we are. I mean we both have great, supportive families that live close and are so fun to visit. We have a smoking deal on our cute little basement apartment. We both have cars. Neither of us are struggling with any huge health issues. I have a job and Ben is able to go to school. We have a really good ward with really fun callings. There is just to much to be grateful for! Maybe we felt this way because it’s November and Thanksgiving is coming up, but we are just feeling so blessed and are so grateful for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow… this blog has turned out really really really long… Well, clearly I’m not a very good blogger – like I said, it’s more of a “journal entry.” I’ll do my best to shorten up the next one ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-6561084464753218176?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/6561084464753218176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=6561084464753218176&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/6561084464753218176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/6561084464753218176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-incredibly-long-update.html' title='Our (incredibly long) update'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263390275862822798.post-4789726023498036210</id><published>2009-10-14T13:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T14:03:38.812-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of what I'm sure is going to become an addiction...</title><content type='html'>Hello! Well, after practically stalking everyone else on their blogs (and a little coaxing from our friends and family members), I have decided to make a blog for me and Ben! I am now officially a blogger!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure that anyone who's going to read this already knows the basics about us, but just for fun-zees:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-  Ben and I have been married 7 months and 1 week-ish :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Right now we're living in a basement apartment in Taylorsville and loving it! The ward is great and we love our callings. It's been fun going to FHE with the other couples in the ward our age and look forward to getting to know them better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- I'm working at a building in Sugar House and the receptionist. It's been fun, but clearly I have a lot of time on my hands... Haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Ben is a full-time at SLCC and is having fun. His classes are really easy so we are enjoying a less stressful semester while we can!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- One recent event: So Ben and I love hanging out with each other. If we could, we'd just spend all day at home and just laugh, hang out, etc. Anyway so for the past few days we've been, jokingly, trying to "get sick" so we don't have to go to work or school. One of us even said well lets just both get the Swine Flu and have to be quarantined to our house for two weeks! Anyway, so the last couple days Ben has felt sick (a VERY rare occasion) and last night and this morning I could feel that something was happening with my throat. So this usually wouldn't be a big deal except Eddie (Ben's brother) called him this morning and said that Libby (his daughter), who we happened to be with on Sunday, had been tested positive for Swine Flu. We knew we should be worried and pumping ourselves full of vitamins or something, but we couldn't help but laugh! Our wishes just might be coming true!! Haha I'm betting we don't have it, but I guess I'll have to blog about it in a few days and let you know what the verdict is ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263390275862822798-4789726023498036210?l=benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/feeds/4789726023498036210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263390275862822798&amp;postID=4789726023498036210&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/4789726023498036210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263390275862822798/posts/default/4789726023498036210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandlibbylyman.blogspot.com/2009/10/beginning-of-what-im-sure-is-going-to.html' title='The beginning of what I&apos;m sure is going to become an addiction...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04951012641981818304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kYXi1nXpnE/SzEaABcwZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJcApqp-llw/S220/Libby.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
