<?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-5278724622918675116</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:30:39.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Kochomo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealkochomo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278724622918675116/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealkochomo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Real Kochomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940026142933929453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278724622918675116.post-4273446854724093521</id><published>2008-07-21T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:29:01.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Ginger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QB77-ESjr8A/SIVlVjUeroI/AAAAAAAAABg/o6aq9q4STSA/s1600-h/CIMG1882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225694363566124674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QB77-ESjr8A/SIVlVjUeroI/AAAAAAAAABg/o6aq9q4STSA/s400/CIMG1882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am actually doing this blog myself! Well, sort of. Ginger is sitting at my side, telling me everything to do. Gee, this is so much fun! And there is so much to tell everyone. Where shall I begin???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let's start with a really fun hike I went on about a month ago with David and Amy and their kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS IS A PICTURE OF THE ROAD TO H***!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Sure, it looks innocent enough, almost like a hike up to the top of, shall we say, Sunrise mountain? But after you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QB77-ESjr8A/SIVmEhlDE6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/nNP02kT4CQg/s1600-h/CIMG1873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225695170552599458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QB77-ESjr8A/SIVmEhlDE6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/nNP02kT4CQg/s400/CIMG1873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have made an impossibly steep hike up the side of a mountain, what do you see? A beautiful view? NO. Peaceful meadows with butterflies? NO? A water fountain? NO. David, Amy, Bradley, Audrey, and Mason? Sometimes. But what you always see is that road ahead of you that goes up to the real top of Sunrise Mountain. Do you see that gentle little trail behind them heading up the hill? NO? Take a better look. Yes, that's actually a road, and it climbs STRAIGHT UP THE SIDE OF THE MOUNTAIN!!! What fun! The reason I am not in this photo is that I have turned an odd shade of green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QB77-ESjr8A/SIVrHJHX1mI/AAAAAAAAACY/fsFNcyBRLxc/s1600-h/Lake+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225700713083426402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QB77-ESjr8A/SIVrHJHX1mI/AAAAAAAAACY/fsFNcyBRLxc/s400/Lake+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one more story for this installment. Sherie and I went to houseboat in June with David and his kids. We actually had a lot of fun, even Sherie! We went on a neat hike to some caves on the far side of the lake. In the first photo you can see me with the kids in front of one of the caves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what made this trip so nice is that we have moved the boat to another marina. This marina makes it much easier to get to the boat, it is much more family friendly, and it is actually on a part of the lake that is fun to use. We didn't even take the boat out on the lake, we just left it a the marina, sort of like a cabin on the lake. We just went out on the small boat. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QB77-ESjr8A/SIVpOFq3LaI/AAAAAAAAACI/FaObKPp2Ha0/s1600-h/CIMG1912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225698633394367906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QB77-ESjr8A/SIVpOFq3LaI/AAAAAAAAACI/FaObKPp2Ha0/s400/CIMG1912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next photo is a view from the cave back towards the lake. Pretty, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lake is at its highest level in about 5 years. It has risen at least 20 feet since we were there in June. I am looking forward to going back. The problem is finding the time. I keep inviting everyone, but everyone is always busy and can't find the time. So if any of you (hint hint) would like to go to the lake for a few days anytime soon, please please please, let me know! We'll have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QB77-ESjr8A/SIVpOm3hpmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yGfbEeADvRg/s1600-h/CIMG1927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225698642305853026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QB77-ESjr8A/SIVpOm3hpmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yGfbEeADvRg/s400/CIMG1927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The funny (ha ha) part of the trip was on the way back. Sherie was CERTAIN that there was a gas station between Page and Kanab. So off we went, with only a few gallons in the tank. You guessed it, we ran out of gas. No cell service. Fortunately David was following us, he had to drive on ahead and find the next station, about 30 miles in front of us, and return with the gas. Notice a very shy Sherie hiding behind David in this picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that's enough blogging for one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, that's a lot of work! I'll have to try this again some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278724622918675116-4273446854724093521?l=therealkochomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealkochomo.blogspot.com/feeds/4273446854724093521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5278724622918675116&amp;postID=4273446854724093521' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278724622918675116/posts/default/4273446854724093521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278724622918675116/posts/default/4273446854724093521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealkochomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/thanks-ginger.html' title='Thanks Ginger!'/><author><name>The Real Kochomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940026142933929453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QB77-ESjr8A/SIVlVjUeroI/AAAAAAAAABg/o6aq9q4STSA/s72-c/CIMG1882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278724622918675116.post-6643366023335369591</id><published>2008-07-13T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:01:24.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>58 Reasons Why I Love My Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Top Reasons Why I Love Sherie (Abridged) – Reflections on Her Birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 I love it when she laughs (that’s the first thing that attracted me to her)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 She is kind to animals, children, and people with handicaps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 She makes me more social – without her I would be a hermit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4 She keeps my eyebrows and ears plucked&lt;br /&gt;5 She gave me seven beautiful children&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6 She keeps in touch with our children – and occasionally she lets me know what’s going on too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7 She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Removed due to material unsuitable for all audiences)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9 She (usually) has great taste in restaurants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10 She goes on vacations with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222683555312477794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHqzBcispmI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/tBIJ80e64lM/s320/March+184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11 She is very feminine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12 She is very sensitive to the Spirit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13 She has a childlike, very powerful testimony of the Gospel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;14 She encourages me to do good things&lt;br /&gt;15 She has confidence in me in the things that are important&lt;br /&gt;16 She thinks I am smart&lt;br /&gt;17 She laughs at my jokes&lt;br /&gt;18 I am happy when I am with her and unhappy without her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;19 She is soft&lt;br /&gt;20 She is a good kisser &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;21 She smells nice&lt;br /&gt;22 She has a positive attitude about life in general &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;23 She has faith in herself and in other people &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;24 She is a sucker for sappy chick flicks&lt;br /&gt;25 She occasionally goes to guy flicks with me and even stays awake to the end of some of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;26 She has good taste when she decorates our house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;27 She uses the word “cute” a lot&lt;br /&gt;28 She is a great dancer, at least when Stan Parry is around&lt;br /&gt;29 She has a well-massaged back&lt;br /&gt;30 She doesn't snore much&lt;br /&gt;31 She has well-flossed teeth&lt;br /&gt;32 She is not afraid to speak her mind&lt;br /&gt;33 She has a two-year supply (at least) of shoes and purses&lt;br /&gt;34 She holds the world’s record for number of airline flights almost but not quite missed&lt;br /&gt;35 When she accepts a job, she sees it through&lt;br /&gt;36 She is fun to cuddle with&lt;br /&gt;37 She is fluent at saying “Hola Isabel, como estas?”&lt;br /&gt;38 She actually rolled her “r’s” once&lt;br /&gt;39 She has an uncanny sense of direction&lt;br /&gt;40 She sometimes lets me pretend I am boss&lt;br /&gt;41 She loves our houseboat&lt;br /&gt;42 She enjoys helping other people&lt;br /&gt;43 She is well-prepared if there is ever a Beanie Baby shortage&lt;br /&gt;44 She lets me park my car in the garage&lt;br /&gt;45 She doesn't complain when I spill vanilla steamers on her&lt;br /&gt;46 She is never dull – she keeps my life very interesting&lt;br /&gt;47 She loves cooking – she can watch other people doing it on TV for hours&lt;br /&gt;48 She only flirts with strange guys on beaches when she is mad at me&lt;br /&gt;49 She scratches my back when I ask her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222686930251862738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHq2F5K80tI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/FME7u_sDKfs/s320/Zit+picking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;50 She is a talented zit picker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;51 She spoils our grandchildren&lt;br /&gt;52 She is a great holistic (quack) doctor, and lots of times her treatments actually work!&lt;br /&gt;53 She loves to meet and talk with new people&lt;br /&gt;54 She is able to laugh at herself&lt;br /&gt;55 She has significantly cut back on her table dancing career&lt;br /&gt;56 She usually takes her rollers out before going to church&lt;br /&gt;57 I love looking into her beautiful green eyes&lt;br /&gt;58 And – last but far from least – she loves me too &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222687375858187218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHq2f1Lxu9I/AAAAAAAAA6g/_-M_o4zgZIs/s320/September+(8).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SHERIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278724622918675116-6643366023335369591?l=therealkochomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealkochomo.blogspot.com/feeds/6643366023335369591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5278724622918675116&amp;postID=6643366023335369591' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278724622918675116/posts/default/6643366023335369591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278724622918675116/posts/default/6643366023335369591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealkochomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/58-reasons-why-i-love-my-wife.html' title='58 Reasons Why I Love My Wife'/><author><name>Ginger and Taylor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SSoEHPCsMQI/AAAAAAAABgc/rm47ovPZWnA/S220/Disney+Trip+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHqzBcispmI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/tBIJ80e64lM/s72-c/March+184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278724622918675116.post-3825546192508514101</id><published>2008-07-08T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T16:56:33.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to Hawaii and They'll Never Remember a Thing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, I'm hoping that by posting something on Dad's blog, it will give him a little boost to get something on here. Also, any of you all who also want to post something, feel free to do so.&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;p align="center"&gt;And now without further ado I present...............A POST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP8pFi6qCI/AAAAAAAAA5w/5mWbtbQe0ig/s1600-h/Pink+Reese.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220794175846000674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP8pFi6qCI/AAAAAAAAA5w/5mWbtbQe0ig/s320/Pink+Reese.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reese posing all in pink&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP8pqfRmwI/AAAAAAAAA54/7UfOMHSeWx4/s1600-h/Reese+%26+Adam+kiss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220794185762839298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP8pqfRmwI/AAAAAAAAA54/7UfOMHSeWx4/s320/Reese+%26+Adam+kiss.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is adorable&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP8qDWYOgI/AAAAAAAAA6A/-QT9-2c9gF8/s1600-h/Reese+%26+Charlie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220794192436410882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP8qDWYOgI/AAAAAAAAA6A/-QT9-2c9gF8/s320/Reese+%26+Charlie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reese &amp;amp; Charlie at a photo op&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP8qs05VSI/AAAAAAAAA6I/qA_Vcyob4d4/s1600-h/Reese+in+front+of+ocean.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220794203570263330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP8qs05VSI/AAAAAAAAA6I/qA_Vcyob4d4/s320/Reese+in+front+of+ocean.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reese enjoying the ocean view&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220792546842545554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP7KRCOjZI/AAAAAAAAA5I/1I8ImEq9NEA/s320/Charlie+%26+Dad+in+bed.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Two sleepyheads&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP7K5cz8jI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/EknW0Hk1N6c/s1600-h/Charlie+%26+TP.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220792557691466290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP7K5cz8jI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/EknW0Hk1N6c/s320/Charlie+%26+TP.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mmmmm&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP7Ln0s7QI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/iNwzbEEVpBo/s1600-h/Charlie+walking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220792570139700482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP7Ln0s7QI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/iNwzbEEVpBo/s320/Charlie+walking.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charlie trying to walk (I love how he purses his mouth)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP7L9djGJI/AAAAAAAAA5g/q0SPXWiQN5s/s1600-h/Dad+%26+Reese+dance.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220792575948167314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP7L9djGJI/AAAAAAAAA5g/q0SPXWiQN5s/s320/Dad+%26+Reese+dance.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad &amp;amp; Reese tripping the light fantastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220792576972676578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP7MBRz3eI/AAAAAAAAA5o/HNZydBKGQZs/s320/Feeding+the+birds.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Reese and some homeless woman she found feeding the "ducks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278724622918675116-3825546192508514101?l=therealkochomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealkochomo.blogspot.com/feeds/3825546192508514101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5278724622918675116&amp;postID=3825546192508514101' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278724622918675116/posts/default/3825546192508514101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278724622918675116/posts/default/3825546192508514101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealkochomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/going-to-hawaii-and-theyll-never.html' title='Going to Hawaii and They&apos;ll Never Remember a Thing!'/><author><name>Ginger and Taylor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SSoEHPCsMQI/AAAAAAAABgc/rm47ovPZWnA/S220/Disney+Trip+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-svB5DI5WaU/SHP8pFi6qCI/AAAAAAAAA5w/5mWbtbQe0ig/s72-c/Pink+Reese.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5278724622918675116.post-5894206078784078372</id><published>2008-03-19T17:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T17:09:28.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QB77-ESjr8A/R-GrLM6xElI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yibzOBuVxuE/s1600-h/Swing+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179609255387402834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QB77-ESjr8A/R-GrLM6xElI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yibzOBuVxuE/s320/Swing+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my first blog!!! Thanks Ginger and Rachel! Stand by for a lot of really neat new additions in this space!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QB77-ESjr8A/R-GqZc6xEkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5Cm5Vlw7bBU/s1600-h/Swing+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5278724622918675116-5894206078784078372?l=therealkochomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealkochomo.blogspot.com/feeds/5894206078784078372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5278724622918675116&amp;postID=5894206078784078372' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278724622918675116/posts/default/5894206078784078372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5278724622918675116/posts/default/5894206078784078372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealkochomo.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-first-blog.html' title='My First Blog'/><author><name>The Real Kochomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940026142933929453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QB77-ESjr8A/R-GrLM6xElI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yibzOBuVxuE/s72-c/Swing+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
