<?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-1832357948231281343</id><updated>2012-02-01T22:12:02.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[dear:]MisS.BryLiE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>236</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-8697753538207591365</id><published>2012-02-01T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T22:12:02.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I haven't been feeling too great for the last couple of weeks.. but when I started to feel not so exhausted of course I get a cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel like I can't do anything. Everything takes so much effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob and I were supposed to start our workouts this week but we've had to postpone since I really don't think it would do me any good to pass out on the elliptical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking the day off tomorrow (at least from Canyon View) so hopefully I get better quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to get better quick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-8697753538207591365?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/8697753538207591365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=8697753538207591365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8697753538207591365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8697753538207591365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2012/02/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-2961223813048295738</id><published>2012-01-28T22:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T22:47:56.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3zHja1Cyi0/TyTdc4t_2VI/AAAAAAAAAZU/y2r7JZMeFn0/s1600/L.O.V.E..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3zHja1Cyi0/TyTdc4t_2VI/AAAAAAAAAZU/y2r7JZMeFn0/s320/L.O.V.E..jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6YNEW8sRfE/TyTdfvURhvI/AAAAAAAAAZc/LssEbsycQ7g/s1600/be+my+valentine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6YNEW8sRfE/TyTdfvURhvI/AAAAAAAAAZc/LssEbsycQ7g/s320/be+my+valentine.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-2961223813048295738?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/2961223813048295738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=2961223813048295738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2961223813048295738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2961223813048295738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day :)'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3zHja1Cyi0/TyTdc4t_2VI/AAAAAAAAAZU/y2r7JZMeFn0/s72-c/L.O.V.E..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-3333915505248572186</id><published>2012-01-01T23:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T23:32:39.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Photography moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYrYcaLA8yc/TwFN-cxXMqI/AAAAAAAAAWk/tHX6MPVOitE/s1600/4x6+-+1+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYrYcaLA8yc/TwFN-cxXMqI/AAAAAAAAAWk/tHX6MPVOitE/s320/4x6+-+1+%25282%2529.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g4xqMyghTts/TwFN_H3r0wI/AAAAAAAAAWs/A0a92vIghpY/s1600/5x7+-+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g4xqMyghTts/TwFN_H3r0wI/AAAAAAAAAWs/A0a92vIghpY/s320/5x7+-+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RGH5jMBWTJA/TwFN_rX3yDI/AAAAAAAAAW0/azt_8g-R0aU/s1600/5x7+-+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Hk6A7f-NNM/TwFOvAs0jmI/AAAAAAAAAYg/jRROpeGGI_k/s1600/Mountain-23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Hk6A7f-NNM/TwFOvAs0jmI/AAAAAAAAAYg/jRROpeGGI_k/s320/Mountain-23.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5B4xU_u3brw/TwFO1E3KwKI/AAAAAAAAAYo/8Y8bK4HJHYg/s1600/Mountains.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5B4xU_u3brw/TwFO1E3KwKI/AAAAAAAAAYo/8Y8bK4HJHYg/s320/Mountains.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-_e09LMXeI/TwFO6pWeAaI/AAAAAAAAAYw/G5UNqyFlryU/s1600/Mountains-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-_e09LMXeI/TwFO6pWeAaI/AAAAAAAAAYw/G5UNqyFlryU/s320/Mountains-4.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yUzNLWwWxr4/TwFO-3oTF7I/AAAAAAAAAY4/spIgIJbHphk/s1600/Tractor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yUzNLWwWxr4/TwFO-3oTF7I/AAAAAAAAAY4/spIgIJbHphk/s320/Tractor.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are some of my favorite moments behind the camera... and then behind the computer to edit them too. The first few that are in black and white were done with film and then scanned into the computer so they look a little not perfect. The rest were taken at some point in the beautiful mountains.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you just love Utah?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-3333915505248572186?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/3333915505248572186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=3333915505248572186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3333915505248572186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3333915505248572186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2012/01/favorite-photography-moments.html' title='Favorite Photography moments'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYrYcaLA8yc/TwFN-cxXMqI/AAAAAAAAAWk/tHX6MPVOitE/s72-c/4x6+-+1+%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-6569966434690647584</id><published>2012-01-01T17:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T21:47:19.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafts - Calendar blocks with tutorial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F8B60z81G8E/TwD8gkWnLrI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qoFgU3NZiJU/s1600/DSCF2733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F8B60z81G8E/TwD8gkWnLrI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qoFgU3NZiJU/s320/DSCF2733.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MtM5j8EgU78/TwD8htv-QlI/AAAAAAAAAVY/CAI6LEgG1EE/s1600/DSCF2735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MtM5j8EgU78/TwD8htv-QlI/AAAAAAAAAVY/CAI6LEgG1EE/s320/DSCF2735.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_UCHCXV4b-M/TwD8iZzaKMI/AAAAAAAAAVg/u2TU8x3N2uY/s1600/DSCF2736.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_UCHCXV4b-M/TwD8iZzaKMI/AAAAAAAAAVg/u2TU8x3N2uY/s320/DSCF2736.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After finding this cute craft on Pinterest :) I just had to make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I made four separate sets, one for both teachers I work with at Canyon View, one for Sydney, and one for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I made these back in like September/October and had plans to give them away from Christmas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Only problem was the paper was falling off so I had to reassemble them the day before I gave them out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;[I had good intentions of having them done early though!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Two sets had the same paper as above, one with black blocks and one with brown blocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The other two sets had a different paper design and were on black blocks and white blocks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3652/3616440546_f49247fc9b_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3652/3616440546_f49247fc9b_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had so much fun making them... it was time consuming. (Mostly just the sanding).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know how everyone else does it, but every time I modge podge paper it doesn't stay flat, it gets crinkly or wavy. So I had to do the paper separate, then flatten them in a book, and then spray adhesive them on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Am I missing something with Modge Podge?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I love the end result.. don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F8B60z81G8E/TwD8gkWnLrI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qoFgU3NZiJU/s1600/DSCF2733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F8B60z81G8E/TwD8gkWnLrI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qoFgU3NZiJU/s320/DSCF2733.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I didn't take any pictures while making them, but here is a brief description:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1: Cut a 4x4 into a square blocks .. I made Home Depot do this for me. They didn't even charge per cut! [Just so you know, even though it says 4x4 in the name, its really like 3.5 x 3.5... you need two for each calendar you do.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2: Cut a 2 x 4 at 8 inches. This gives you a little overhang on each side of the blocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3: Sand your blocks so that they all have round corners. I used a palm sander (you may have to take breaks, or you will feel like your hand is falling off). This was probably the longest part of the process for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4: Spray paint your blocks with your color of choosing. Let dry. (It doesn't have to be perfect because the numbers will cover up the middle and the corners will be sanded)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5: Sand the corners to give them an antiqued look. (At this point you could also stain them, but I didn't put in the effort for that.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;6: Cut out squares with cute scrapbook paper (The Cricut or other die cutting machine comes in handy for this.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;7: Cut out numbers: Block 1 : 0, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Block 2: 0, 1, 2, 6, 7, 8 &amp;nbsp;(the six will double as a nine!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;8: Modge Podge the numbers to the squares. After I covered them with a hefty coat, I let them dry on a cookie cooling rack. * I used two squares from each pattern, make sure that you use numbers from two different blocks so that you don't have the same paper twice on one block. *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;9: When the squares are dry, most likely they will have curled up. Put them in a book so that they flatten out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;10: While the squares are flattening out, hop on your computer and print out the months on cardstock. I used some cute handwriting fonts from &lt;a href="http://kevinandamanda.com/fonts/fontsforpeas/"&gt;Kevin and Amanda&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Totally cute and free).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;11: Layer them over another piece of cardstock to give them an outline. (You could modge podge them too, but I didn't want to risk my ink spreading.) On my colored blocks I used just black or brown to match, but on the black/creme blocks I used the coordinating paper for the background layer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;12: Put velcro on the back of each month and in the middle of the 2x4x8 block. &amp;nbsp;(Make sure all the months have either the scratchy or soft side. The block will have on piece of the opposite. You don't want to end up with months that don't stick!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;13: Remove the number squares from your book and separate them for which numbers go on which block. Spray adhesive them onto the wood blocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;14: You're done!! You have some cute calendar blocks to keep at home or in a classroom!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-6569966434690647584?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/6569966434690647584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=6569966434690647584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6569966434690647584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6569966434690647584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2012/01/crafts-calendar-blocks.html' title='Crafts - Calendar blocks with tutorial'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F8B60z81G8E/TwD8gkWnLrI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qoFgU3NZiJU/s72-c/DSCF2733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-2171396567465290592</id><published>2012-01-01T17:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T17:14:06.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafting - Rosettes and winter</title><content type='html'>For Christmas my parents got me some new Cricut cartridges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Of course, they only did after I won them off of Ebay for super cheap! Go me!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I got this fun new one called Ribbons and Rosettes. [I also got a font cartridge, but that one isn't nearly as cool.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://encrypted-tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQm5GDku2eqc6ZkgJSFr2qBY9sehTv31oFqPYoI0bhoJ24JO_FhIQ" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://encrypted-tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQm5GDku2eqc6ZkgJSFr2qBY9sehTv31oFqPYoI0bhoJ24JO_FhIQ" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See... super cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today I was bored because dear old Robert was playing with his Christmas present [stupid&amp;nbsp;video games].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to mess around with my present and make my very own rosette.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rdx2pPDhgO4/TwDzQuPm1UI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XbfhTm6eoXo/s1600/Rob+and+Brylie+Rosette.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="314" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rdx2pPDhgO4/TwDzQuPm1UI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XbfhTm6eoXo/s320/Rob+and+Brylie+Rosette.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R &amp;amp; B stands for Robert and Brylie... in case you didn't get that.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm super pleased with how it turned out. I am probably going to take my cartridge to work to try it out on a larger scale... since my Cricut is only up to 6 inches. Imagine how amazing this could be if it were twice as big! (Right now its about 12 inches tall.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had fun making a Winter sign to replace my Merry Christmas one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[I wish I still had the picture of it... it was so cute. Too bad I already took down my Christmas decorations. I also had a sweet awesome advent calendar...but you'll have to wait until next year to see those.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I debated what it should say since Valentines is so far away and Happy New Year will be old in about a week. Winter it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R0KpdJvmpOM/TwD2MYWQD1I/AAAAAAAAAU8/CQF2iuqgfdw/s1600/Rob+Cute+guy.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R0KpdJvmpOM/TwD2MYWQD1I/AAAAAAAAAU8/CQF2iuqgfdw/s320/Rob+Cute+guy.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1XautTwNvTs/TwD2NizorsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ls6IFrlh5Gg/s1600/Winter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="108" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1XautTwNvTs/TwD2NizorsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ls6IFrlh5Gg/s320/Winter.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Don't you just love the font? I think its super cute... I also used it for the monogram on the rosette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't you just love the babe there playing his [stupid] video game? I think he's pretty hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-2171396567465290592?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/2171396567465290592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=2171396567465290592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2171396567465290592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2171396567465290592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2012/01/crafting-rosettes-and-winter.html' title='Crafting - Rosettes and winter'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rdx2pPDhgO4/TwDzQuPm1UI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XbfhTm6eoXo/s72-c/Rob+and+Brylie+Rosette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-838297941303443664</id><published>2011-12-30T00:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T00:21:25.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time</title><content type='html'>Christmas has come and passed already. How did that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I'm sorry to disappoint you but I didn't take a single picture.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last day before school got out was a blast. We had a PJ party and ate treats all day. I got lots of fun presents and cards from the kids. I loved it but was ready to say goodbye to them for a little break. A SEVENTEEN DAY break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Christmas season really started with me with my first party.. the Muhlestein party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Saturday the 17th, my Grandma M bought everyone a ticket to the play "The Christmas Miracle of Johnathon Toomey" or something like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went and watched this play with my family (minus Rob who was sick because of me.... poor guy).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the play all the Muhlestein side of the family went to my Aunt Ami and Uncle Brent's house in Lehi. We ate dinner and did a white elephant exchange. It was all super exciting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Wednesday, I was able to open up presents with the cutest little girl I work with. I love her and her family so much. I want to just keep them all. Since she is in a wheelchair, its hard to put a jacket on her. So her grandma made her some ponchos a few years back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found her the cutest one ever at Ross and HAD to get it for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also got her and her family Don't Break The Ice (HHUUGGEE hit) and Trouble! (another favorite).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is constantly asking to play games so it was fun to have some new games to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were so nice and got me a gift card to Cafe Rio and some delicious chocolate covered oreos (I didn't think they sounded very good until I tried them. YUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMY.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, on Thursday I had a fun work party with the cute girls I work with and their men/Ashlyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had authentic italian pasta made by Brittney and it was super yummy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Everything was authentic besides my "homemade" Pizza Factory Alfredo... hehehhe]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We chatted and did a little Secret Santa exchange.. super fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas Eve-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;On Saturday night Rob and I went to go over to my house for a little get together but as we were walking out, I was some red lights. I asked Rob what they were then realized it looked like a perfect candy cane shape of lights up on Mount Timpanogos. We decided it was a good idea to chase these lights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our mission failed, as we got closer to the mountain, the lights disappeared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So then Rob drove us up to Dry Canyon to look at the valley and all the lights. [closed.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We couldn't get up the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then had the most brilliant idea, but had no idea what was actually going to happen from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stopped at a gas station and got some hot chocolate then drove up to south mountain (traverse mountain).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the most gorgeous view I've ever seen. I thought you would see more colors from the christmas lights, but you couldn't really make out a difference. The view was amazing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words cannot describe what we saw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After looking at the view with each other and trying to keep warm we headed back home and opened up our christmas PJ's with my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was off to bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas Morning/Day- &lt;/b&gt;My family decided we were opening presents at 7:00 which really meant like 7:30. I had to wake Rob up and force him to get ready because it was so early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once he was ready we drove back over to my house and opened presents. It was so fun to have the whole family there, including Grandma Muhlestein who had slept over the night before, as well as Kacee and Mattie (with their two dogs: jack and cori)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were too spoiled, even with it being a "smaller" christmas since my dad has a lower paying job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around 8:30 we headed back to Rob's to have a nativity scene acted out by his family while I recorded it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then watched Rob's nephews and niece open some presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By around 11:30 we finally headed downstairs to do the rest of the family present opening.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First we opened our stalkings. Rob's dad is really funny with stockings and does some funny things. This year, we got some pickled pigs feet. Disgusting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also got TONS of candy. Too much candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then of course we were also spoiled with tons of clothes and cute fun things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a good Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By 4:00 I was asleep on the couch with a migraine though and just was exhausted from the day... up really early and not eating anything nutritional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 5:30 we had a Christmas turkey... [more like just mashed potatoes and rolls for me] and played some fun games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a super fun day and nice to spend time with family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My only regret is I wish I could have spent more time with my family instead of opening presents and running back over to Rob's in time for the nativity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next year we'll have to do better planning so that we get an equal share of time with both families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How was your Christmas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-838297941303443664?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/838297941303443664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=838297941303443664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/838297941303443664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/838297941303443664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-time.html' title='Christmas Time'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-1173287105351644992</id><published>2011-12-29T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T00:28:29.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>I'm a little behind here guys... &amp;nbsp;I can't help it. Someone yell at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving came at the perfect time for it.. it was a much needed break from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out first by going over to my Grandma and Grandpa Harris' in Saratoga Springs. I ate Lunch/Dinner with all the cousins...&lt;br /&gt;[fun fact: my mom has 9 siblings, that makes 10 kids including her. 8 live in Utah. Everyone has at least 4 kids... that is a lot of cousins.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year only 3 families showed up. It was a super small affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating yummy potatoes and rolls I had to head over to Rob's house to do Thanksgiving with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving for me is a little pathetic. I don't like turkey, I don't like sweet potatoes, and it depends on my mood for stuffing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was already pretty full so I only ate a little bit at his house. I had to restrain myself too because Thanksgiving is in November .. which was no sugar month for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have any pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm a huge pie fan... but I didn't even have the option for it.&lt;br /&gt;It was so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone was done eating, Rob and I were big party poopers and decided to watch Lie To Me in his room. Very anti-social of us, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It probably is the reason we started not liking Lie To Me... it definitely changed from what it was.&lt;br /&gt;[Anyone watch it? We were on the last season on Netflix... does it get back to good? Should we just keep watching?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, Its completely my fault for not remembering anything else about Thanksgiving since I decided to wait until a month later to write about it.&lt;br /&gt;So Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-1173287105351644992?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/1173287105351644992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=1173287105351644992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1173287105351644992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1173287105351644992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-8891954025396043959</id><published>2011-12-11T00:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T00:40:02.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Students</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have you been world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been crazy as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what to do with myself I'm so busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I went with Sydney and Maggie (a teacher I work with) and visited an old student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl was at Canyon View when I started and she was just in 7th grade. We were both just getting the hang of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew so close to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was her first year of high school.&lt;br /&gt;Can I tell you how much I miss her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I get tears in my eyes thinking about her.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tonight her mom let us go and see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No she didn't talk to me. But she did dance with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we got her cheap-o little gifts, but ones she loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we played with them for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her mom shared stories and stories about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got home and wanted to cry and just go back.&lt;br /&gt;[Again, I'm a baby.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I'm supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;I need to work with kids with disabilities. In some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not in a classroom, but some way, some how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to work with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could just work with this one girl all day every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would seriously have the funnest time.&lt;br /&gt;We would dance, listen to music, eat crackers and cheetos, and probably just play all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-8891954025396043959?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/8891954025396043959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=8891954025396043959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8891954025396043959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8891954025396043959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/12/old-students.html' title='Old Students'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-8596428611245148698</id><published>2011-11-27T16:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T16:07:19.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shhhh</title><content type='html'>I finally found a personal gift to use for both Rob and my secret santa this year......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited to go and purchase other things to go with it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just need to make the rest of my list!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-8596428611245148698?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/8596428611245148698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=8596428611245148698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8596428611245148698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8596428611245148698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/11/shhhh.html' title='Shhhh'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-1039189142353553990</id><published>2011-11-06T01:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T19:12:46.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marry you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cuPenDZJoXE/TrY2aHLtShI/AAAAAAAAAT0/1SGhIIf7jos/s1600/marry+you+3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cuPenDZJoXE/TrY2aHLtShI/AAAAAAAAAT0/1SGhIIf7jos/s320/marry+you+3.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No we're not getting married... yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just love the song :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-1039189142353553990?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/1039189142353553990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=1039189142353553990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1039189142353553990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1039189142353553990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/11/marry-you.html' title='Marry you.'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cuPenDZJoXE/TrY2aHLtShI/AAAAAAAAAT0/1SGhIIf7jos/s72-c/marry+you+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-6614300966891072272</id><published>2011-10-01T22:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T23:04:06.905-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Breast Cancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In case you didn't know, October is breast cancer awareness month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few years ago I ran in the Race for the Cure up in Salt Lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Amber got me into it since we had volunteered for a school project the year before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved that it was for a good cause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a lovely lady named Kari Mason that I had the privileged of knowing. She had a tough trial of fighting cancer, but through it she was able to still have a miracle baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Ellie was born, only a few short years later Kari was taken by the cancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ran that race for the cure for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in completely shock when I found out that my grandma had breast cancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went completely numb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily, they had it quick enough that with surgery and then some radiation they were able to take care of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still, its the scariest moment to find out someone you love has cancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how minor or major it might be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.photos2.walmart.com/232323232%7Ffp53246%3Enu%3D57%3B8%3E%3B%3B6%3E239%3EWSNRCG%3D335%3A%3B7475632%3Anu0mrj" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://images.photos2.walmart.com/232323232%7Ffp53246%3Enu%3D57%3B8%3E%3B%3B6%3E239%3EWSNRCG%3D335%3A%3B7475632%3Anu0mrj" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my grandma more than anything. I've always been able to talk to her and she's always been there for me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With everything she's been through, I couldn't believe that I was hearing she had cancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is lucky enough to still have her life and be cancer free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't be more thankful for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I tell you this so that you can support breast cancer awareness month this October. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[And really any time of the year.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Donate to a charity. Go buy some earrings from &lt;a href="http://www.payless.com/store/product/detail.jsp?catId=&amp;amp;subCatId=&amp;amp;skuId=088608005&amp;amp;productId=70208&amp;amp;lotId=088608&amp;amp;category=&amp;amp;catdisplayName=Womens"&gt;Payless Shoes&lt;/a&gt;. Do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://browngirlnextdoor.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/oct-breast-cancer-awareness-month1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 510px; height: 522px;" src="http://browngirlnextdoor.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/oct-breast-cancer-awareness-month1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And hope that you or someone you love doesn't have to go through the trial of having breast cancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-6614300966891072272?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/6614300966891072272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=6614300966891072272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6614300966891072272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6614300966891072272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/10/breast-cancer.html' title='Breast Cancer'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-3684884535514508240</id><published>2011-10-01T22:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T22:21:45.417-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Robert</title><content type='html'>It was your birthday this week.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're an old man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[I think..]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I wanted the whole world to know how much I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I would yell it off the roof, but someone might call the police...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'll share it will the whole internet world. Close enough, right? [right.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love your sense of humor. You can always make me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Number one joke for when I'm sad (or crying, or both): What is black, white, and red.. and goes on the ceiling?..... WHAT?! ............. nothing.]  it gets me every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your confidence. You could rule the world and probably not even second guess yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your ability to still make me feel twitter-pated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your smile.. its the best one in the whole world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how caring you are. You will put up a tough front, but are always there for people when they needed and are really a softy at heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how you warm up my toes when we watch a movie. Your bum is just the perfect place for them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love spending every minute with you. I could never see anyone else ever and be okay with it. But let's not go to that extreme quite yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite is dreaming of you and then waking up on the couch and there you are, even better than you were in my dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your sense of family is something I've always been envious of. I wasn't super close with my sisters growing up, since we were always fighting. Its been a whole new world with your family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love that you include me in your family and make sure they treat me as your family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will always fight for me, even if I'm wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The list goes on and on but I'm quite tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll have to keep adding to it tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet dreams babe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy late birthday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Bryl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-3684884535514508240?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/3684884535514508240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=3684884535514508240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3684884535514508240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3684884535514508240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/10/dear-robert.html' title='Dear Robert'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-2767237188652183688</id><published>2011-10-01T22:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T22:13:25.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lanyards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Once upon a time, in March, I made a few lanyards.  I don't think I ever actually made a post about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were super cute though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom's sewing machine was the only one I had to use, so I used it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad the tension was all off and they're falling apart now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it was time to make new ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These ones were all one fabric but they're definitely sturdier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O-2pMt7so4A/TofkBMpuuVI/AAAAAAAAATU/XZ45r7jSdk0/s1600/DSC_1990.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O-2pMt7so4A/TofkBMpuuVI/AAAAAAAAATU/XZ45r7jSdk0/s400/DSC_1990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658742166041573714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-unTm27ICsk4/TofkAjp51XI/AAAAAAAAATM/PmQl3O5bDHY/s1600/DSC_1991.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-unTm27ICsk4/TofkAjp51XI/AAAAAAAAATM/PmQl3O5bDHY/s400/DSC_1991.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658742155036448114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5EmoWUjorWk/TofkAYkobKI/AAAAAAAAATE/93UW5upNfSE/s1600/DSC_1980.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5EmoWUjorWk/TofkAYkobKI/AAAAAAAAATE/93UW5upNfSE/s400/DSC_1980.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658742152061545634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OMDUxfdHXwg/TofjbVe5whI/AAAAAAAAAS8/nUMHvCW82JA/s1600/DSC_1978.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OMDUxfdHXwg/TofjbVe5whI/AAAAAAAAAS8/nUMHvCW82JA/s400/DSC_1978.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658741515577049618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-luPYIC7S61w/TofjbCl6rzI/AAAAAAAAAS0/yTR9Z9JuIQ4/s1600/DSC_1976.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-luPYIC7S61w/TofjbCl6rzI/AAAAAAAAAS0/yTR9Z9JuIQ4/s400/DSC_1976.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658741510506196786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_t6TiccHN2s/TofjbPOGMGI/AAAAAAAAASs/QHSZjCaEj98/s1600/DSC_1974.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_t6TiccHN2s/TofjbPOGMGI/AAAAAAAAASs/QHSZjCaEj98/s400/DSC_1974.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658741513895948386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3scGsIwJDL0/TofjagiyV2I/AAAAAAAAASk/PdKnUuVfSvU/s1600/DSC_1972.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3scGsIwJDL0/TofjagiyV2I/AAAAAAAAASk/PdKnUuVfSvU/s400/DSC_1972.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658741501366261602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xmx3WqYM2Hs/TofjaRmJecI/AAAAAAAAASc/8Nfhoaqft4U/s1600/DSC_1970.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xmx3WqYM2Hs/TofjaRmJecI/AAAAAAAAASc/8Nfhoaqft4U/s400/DSC_1970.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658741497353828802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now I can rotate for every day of the week and coordinate with my outfits at work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-2767237188652183688?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/2767237188652183688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=2767237188652183688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2767237188652183688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2767237188652183688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/10/lanyards.html' title='Lanyards'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O-2pMt7so4A/TofkBMpuuVI/AAAAAAAAATU/XZ45r7jSdk0/s72-c/DSC_1990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-8953244283251428921</id><published>2011-10-01T21:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T22:05:53.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quilt 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I made this quilt a long long time ago. Not too long, probably  a few months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my other quilts when I was nearing the end I was done with it. I didn't like them anymore and couldn't wait to start my next one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel that way at all with this one. I love it and am completely satisfied with it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SyV_PPVbIjY/Tofe7S3lJdI/AAAAAAAAASU/9BICkUPPjqE/s1600/DSC_1969.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SyV_PPVbIjY/Tofe7S3lJdI/AAAAAAAAASU/9BICkUPPjqE/s400/DSC_1969.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658736567072925138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HKCKdyobfSg/Tofe66sdmVI/AAAAAAAAASM/kqOiBg8NxUY/s1600/DSC_1968.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HKCKdyobfSg/Tofe66sdmVI/AAAAAAAAASM/kqOiBg8NxUY/s400/DSC_1968.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658736560583842130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AYm8CkFtneE/Tofe6i7XXbI/AAAAAAAAASE/yxHiDAh3Au8/s1600/DSC_1967.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AYm8CkFtneE/Tofe6i7XXbI/AAAAAAAAASE/yxHiDAh3Au8/s400/DSC_1967.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658736554203897266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wf4_MBFq2xs/Tofe6a-3xfI/AAAAAAAAAR8/24zpcUHSbns/s1600/DSC_1964.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wf4_MBFq2xs/Tofe6a-3xfI/AAAAAAAAAR8/24zpcUHSbns/s400/DSC_1964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658736552071120370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is actually my favorite part of the quilt. I hand embroidered "Love Always". &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My inspiration for the quilt was a smaller version made for a baby. The embroidered the baby's name. I didn't want to put my name so instead I used this phrase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was lucky enough to find the squares pre-cut and for sale in a set. They were larger than I originally planned at 12x12, but I love the end result!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-8953244283251428921?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/8953244283251428921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=8953244283251428921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8953244283251428921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8953244283251428921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/10/quilt-3.html' title='Quilt 3'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SyV_PPVbIjY/Tofe7S3lJdI/AAAAAAAAASU/9BICkUPPjqE/s72-c/DSC_1969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-4710276747201461448</id><published>2011-09-25T01:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T01:22:08.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just plain sick</title><content type='html'>I'm so tired of letting myself go.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to be held accountable for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, instead of just reporting to myself. I'll report to the world of whoever reads my new blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel free to stop by and help motivate me or offer suggestions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really anything would be appreciated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://b-muhlestein-ttl.blogspot.com"&gt;b-muhlestein-ttl.blogspot.com&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/1832357948231281343-4710276747201461448?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/4710276747201461448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=4710276747201461448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4710276747201461448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4710276747201461448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-plain-sick.html' title='Just plain sick'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-4092531643861315404</id><published>2011-09-24T20:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T20:11:25.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, its nice to see you again.</title><content type='html'>I feel like I never have any time for myself anymore.&lt;div&gt;Things are just a little crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anytime I do have for myself, I find that I want to spend it all sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rob is in his last semester for his associates. Hurray! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He isn't really sure what he wants to go into but to at least be half way will be way nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is currently taking a bowling class (long story...) and that makes it so he has to work late Mondays and Wednesdays. I hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is also taking an art class, biology, english, and nutrition. Its quite the amount of work but we're both excited for him to be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just working like crazy right now. I'm back and Canyon View, and even though its probably the easiest year yet, I'm still exhausted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On top of working in the classroom all day, I also work with this cute little girl through Rise. I go over twice a week and I love her so much. Her and her family are so much fun to be around and although its long hours I really love it. (When I work with her I work from 7:30 am - 8:00 pm.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rob's birthday is coming up and I'm super excited. He'll be 26 on Tuesday. When did we get so old? I've now known him for 5 years... how the time flies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll have to let you know how the day goes and hopefully its a success. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-4092531643861315404?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/4092531643861315404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=4092531643861315404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4092531643861315404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4092531643861315404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-its-nice-to-see-you-again.html' title='Hello, its nice to see you again.'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-3338062918499103496</id><published>2011-08-27T15:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T15:22:34.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Planners</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to be organized.&lt;div&gt;I just love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also love to be organized in a cute way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So while browsing Pinterest (best website ever!), I came across a few printable planners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The problem was, they weren't quite as cute as I would want, or wouldn't have enough space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I spend the last few hours or so creating my own planner printable. And now I am going to print them out and have a cute little planner! YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I thought I would share with you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9qFcWkvJiJM/Tllfu3ifIrI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2PCMvfAH6Bg/s1600/Planner%2B2%2Bimage.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9qFcWkvJiJM/Tllfu3ifIrI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2PCMvfAH6Bg/s400/Planner%2B2%2Bimage.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645648866672845490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More room to write because its spread over two pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSudoefNn0Y/TllfuRwgHTI/AAAAAAAAAQw/IEO9QgkPN_s/s1600/Planner%2B1%2Bimage.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSudoefNn0Y/TllfuRwgHTI/AAAAAAAAAQw/IEO9QgkPN_s/s400/Planner%2B1%2Bimage.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645648856531082546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Less room, since its all on one page. Could print it out so I only had the weekly schedule and use less paper. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, they're the same one, just spread out more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I love them and can't wait to print them out and put them to good use!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-3338062918499103496?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/3338062918499103496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=3338062918499103496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3338062918499103496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3338062918499103496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/08/planners.html' title='Planners'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9qFcWkvJiJM/Tllfu3ifIrI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2PCMvfAH6Bg/s72-c/Planner%2B2%2Bimage.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-18391442623530718</id><published>2011-08-10T10:38:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T11:09:37.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>crafts and more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uPjgktDX8lw/TkK2N6uNd1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/pVOkb94-6Sc/s1600/DSC_1579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uPjgktDX8lw/TkK2N6uNd1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/pVOkb94-6Sc/s320/DSC_1579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639270033638913874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Live laugh love sign.. I bought the board at Robert's craft, painted it cream, glued down the scrapbook paper, then painted the wood words from Joann's. I love how it turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M1T8Le7OeuU/TkK1-X8yuoI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Foo7P54hGHs/s1600/DSC_1584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M1T8Le7OeuU/TkK1-X8yuoI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Foo7P54hGHs/s320/DSC_1584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639269766606797442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture arrangement in the window. Now all its missing is the curtains.. which are sitting the floor in front of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fv1R_5OenZc/TkK1-PqlssI/AAAAAAAAAQI/o5K59alzp00/s1600/DSC_1586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fv1R_5OenZc/TkK1-PqlssI/AAAAAAAAAQI/o5K59alzp00/s320/DSC_1586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639269764382962370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got this collage from for Christmas at least two years ago. It has sat in my room with the pictures it came with. I finally decided to fill it! I love it but having decided where to hang it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3V919Pm0Vuc/TkK193WT43I/AAAAAAAAAQA/95BHLDcHZak/s1600/DSC_1588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3V919Pm0Vuc/TkK193WT43I/AAAAAAAAAQA/95BHLDcHZak/s320/DSC_1588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639269757855458162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few weekends ago we had a yard sale and these vases just didn't sell. I remember a while back, my friend Erika from Oops I craft my pants colored her vases. I totally &lt;a href="http://www.oopsicraftmypants.net/2010/06/everyone-needs-little-color-in-their.html"&gt;copied her&lt;/a&gt; idea and loved how they turned out. Especially the teal one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UCd_P_39t_g/TkK1-hGBlyI/AAAAAAAAAQg/l_Se1RGIGAk/s1600/DSC_1580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UCd_P_39t_g/TkK1-hGBlyI/AAAAAAAAAQg/l_Se1RGIGAk/s320/DSC_1580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639269769061439266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I meant for this to turn out different, I can't decide if I like how dark the brown is. I purchased the letters from Joann's and the board its on from Robert's. I then just glued some scrapbook paper onto the letters to give it some more color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ktnSASEOniI/TkK1kI2iXsI/AAAAAAAAAPw/3hILDTQj6fU/s1600/DSC_1590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ktnSASEOniI/TkK1kI2iXsI/AAAAAAAAAPw/3hILDTQj6fU/s320/DSC_1590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639269315877428930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I won this key holder at bunco a few years ago. It has sat under my bed since then... so when Rob moved downstairs, I had to bring it down and hang it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LroXLa7-t64/TkK1j716KxI/AAAAAAAAAPo/9v50S66vGZ8/s1600/DSC_1591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LroXLa7-t64/TkK1j716KxI/AAAAAAAAAPo/9v50S66vGZ8/s320/DSC_1591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639269312385133330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the ceiling fan.. My dad came over and helped put it in. It really makes the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zQ5WTsENh4Y/TkK1jpojwgI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Dr6H7WbwxBY/s1600/DSC_1592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zQ5WTsENh4Y/TkK1jpojwgI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Dr6H7WbwxBY/s320/DSC_1592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639269307497300482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first quilt I made. Plus my cute lamps... I made rob put the quilt on his bed even though it might be too girly. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgS6XY5sDko/TkK1jWwLTnI/AAAAAAAAAPY/CbmDAct_LTg/s1600/DSC_1594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgS6XY5sDko/TkK1jWwLTnI/AAAAAAAAAPY/CbmDAct_LTg/s320/DSC_1594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639269302428978802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture.. Rob's sister Jessica made it for me for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x6v578YhsmY/TkK1kNzrh1I/AAAAAAAAAP4/n9BnpalNyBI/s1600/DSC_1589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x6v578YhsmY/TkK1kNzrh1I/AAAAAAAAAP4/n9BnpalNyBI/s320/DSC_1589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639269317207623506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another Bunco prize that was being unused. Finally filled with good pictures and hung up to be seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jb3V0leaXqg/TkK1RFl5TiI/AAAAAAAAAPI/a7429rFhZNw/s1600/DSC_1597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jb3V0leaXqg/TkK1RFl5TiI/AAAAAAAAAPI/a7429rFhZNw/s320/DSC_1597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639268988584807970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My second quilt. I can't decide if I am satisfied with the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7u6DpycJxvM/TkK1Q5-3ErI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_VU20JQXmkw/s1600/DSC_1598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7u6DpycJxvM/TkK1Q5-3ErI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_VU20JQXmkw/s320/DSC_1598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639268985468293810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the grey back though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ozVNfo75G4/TkK1Qn8Yf9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/JGbHuchSFD8/s1600/DSC_1599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ozVNfo75G4/TkK1Qn8Yf9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/JGbHuchSFD8/s320/DSC_1599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639268980626063314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I attempted to make a clock like &lt;a href="http://taylormadehome.blogspot.com/2011/07/color-wheel-clock.html"&gt;TaylorMade's color wheel clock.&lt;/a&gt; That failed and I pulled out my cricut and did it on paper. Then of course, with the clock gears and everything, it didn't work out too well. I'm going to make another similar one with a board behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wkd-gAx6iK8/TkK1QVf17iI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ip5_cPDYAVg/s1600/DSC_1600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wkd-gAx6iK8/TkK1QVf17iI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ip5_cPDYAVg/s320/DSC_1600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639268975674519074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My plans for my next quilt. I had to draw it all out to figure everything out beforehand. Its going to be a larger version of &lt;a href="http://ocd-obsessivecraftingdisorder.blogspot.com/2010/08/mckinley-quilt-pattern.html"&gt;this quilt by OCD- Obsessive Crafting Disorder.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhDPeBRDqmY/TkK1RUKXWMI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VbqF0QWSveE/s1600/DSC_1596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhDPeBRDqmY/TkK1RUKXWMI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VbqF0QWSveE/s320/DSC_1596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639268992495868098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See those curtains? I totally sewed them. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I3VV1ZgFHO4/TkK06zxdnnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/cKqVgqdIcfI/s1600/DSC_1603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I3VV1ZgFHO4/TkK06zxdnnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/cKqVgqdIcfI/s320/DSC_1603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639268605844364914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The paint and door of Rob's kitchen. Doesn't it just look so home-y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rHGLsSpy2RQ/TkK06kLSPRI/AAAAAAAAAOY/UOS8yZ_qgwM/s1600/DSC_1604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rHGLsSpy2RQ/TkK06kLSPRI/AAAAAAAAAOY/UOS8yZ_qgwM/s320/DSC_1604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639268601657703698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rob wouldn't go shopping to pick anything out for himself, so I picked him out a girly shower curtain. I love it. I love the bathroom and think its the cutest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ehd5IEzV0vs/TkK06tt2TtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/z3oIMiVq4G4/s1600/DSC_1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ehd5IEzV0vs/TkK06tt2TtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/z3oIMiVq4G4/s320/DSC_1608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639268604218592978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fabrics for my next quilt. I love them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9wxmPOAAdGg/TkK06T5Cf2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/uKYB-bxtLdU/s1600/DSC_1609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9wxmPOAAdGg/TkK06T5Cf2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/uKYB-bxtLdU/s320/DSC_1609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639268597286207330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've used the fabrics before for lanyards I made with Sydney for work. I loved them and turns out I only had half of the collection before! Bring on the next quilt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hLBDxYJeJ1A/TkK07PWpEoI/AAAAAAAAAOo/z0OiaGTqSxk/s1600/DSC_1602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hLBDxYJeJ1A/TkK07PWpEoI/AAAAAAAAAOo/z0OiaGTqSxk/s320/DSC_1602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639268613248062082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Supplies to make my new clock.. yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-18391442623530718?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/18391442623530718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=18391442623530718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/18391442623530718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/18391442623530718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/08/crafts-and-more.html' title='crafts and more'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uPjgktDX8lw/TkK2N6uNd1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/pVOkb94-6Sc/s72-c/DSC_1579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-478747061144533233</id><published>2011-08-10T09:57:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T10:38:22.335-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping.. way way back</title><content type='html'>So.. a ways back Robert and I went camping with Sydney and David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was like the beginning of July people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney made me promise to post like the coolest blog about it ever.&lt;br /&gt;Surprise Surprise, Its going to be a let down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put it off too long that I may or may not have forgotten some of the funny stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I hate the way that blogger uploads pictures. Five at a time? Really? I have like a million. Plus the fact that its a pain to organize them once they're uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you are going to get a butt load of pictures in an order that no longer makes sense. Some of them may be worthy to receive a caption.. but since they're not in order I can't tell the story as they go. :( Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will maybe someday be better - don't count on it though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, lets get started:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, July something another (Syd, help a girl out!) Sydney and I started grocery shopping and planning for our overnight stay at the Raynes' family cabin in Hobble Creek Canyon. We bought a million extra groceries (I was hungry at the store, okay!) and got all packed up. This included our 3- 5 gallon water jugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a lot of water for a one-nighter. Needless to say, we ended dumping one because 1- it didn't fit in the car without Sydney having to straddle it and 2- it was leaking all over. It looked like she had wet her pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Rob was ready we packed up my car and went down (without David). David would join us later since he had to work late. It worked out that it would be perfect timing to bring us Little Caesars pizza for dinner though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us a while and the cabin was  a ways up there, but we finally made it. We had a tour of the amazing cabin that David's dad built. HE BUILT IT! Oh my gosh I can't even imagine. Then we loaded all our stuff into the house and decided to go for a "hike" to find the raging river we could hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it turns out, this river was just a stream. Like tiny. How we heard it from the cabin I will never know. (probably a picture of it somewhere below.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this hike, we found a somewhat bigger river and took a few pictures. We then found a few random tractors and took a million pictures of them. We then went on a long loop hike where Robert let a snake touch my shoe and ended up sitting in the middle of the road to take a break. We then took more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to play around and experiment with my camera. It was also fun that Sydney liked experimenting with it so that I could have at least one picture of me. I never have any because I'm too busy taking the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. Once we got back to camp we started to build our fire. Only thing that sucked was the wood was damp from all the rainstorms the night before. Eventually we got it started from all the handy things in Sydney's camp tote (It was like Mary Poppins' bag, but for camping).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while of sitting around David showed up and had pizza. It was about time too.. I was about to starve to death. While we were eating, we were joined by some deer... who came super close to us. Like really close. David decided to try and get them closer and looked really funny calling the deer. Eventually David and Rob started to throw rocks at the deer to see who could get closest. Boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some camp fire time with mallows and starbursts (AND a clogged toilet), we headed inside and got ready for bed. We were supposed to play games, but the boys got out their phones (coincidentally, we ALL have the same phone. I might have copied Sydney's clear case, but Sydney and I have the same cover and then David and Rob have the same cover.) While the boys played, Sydney peeled off some gross skin... like tons of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney then played Sequence with me and I totally won! Yeahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was bedtime. I slept awful. Everyone always talks about how well they sleep while camping. I sleep crappy. I wake up wanting my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus it didn't help that our air mattress had a hole in it and was deflated in a matter of minutes. And Rob didn't bring a sleeping bag. Dummy. I had to open mine up and we laid on the ground of the cabin (carpeted, but still uncomfortable.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David stayed up the majority of the night playing on his phone. Like probably didn't sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, when we got up we got ready for the day and packed up. It sucked because I had to be to work by 12:30 in Orem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before we left, David wanted to show us a bus that was left up in the canyon that hobos lived in. We drove up a death hill, then went to far so I had to go in reverse down a death hill. Finally, we found the road and hiked up it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what! The stupid bus was gone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Robert and I hiked back to the car while David and Sydney hiked around the beautiful scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And home we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super fun and my favorite part was that Rob was totally himself. He is usually quiet and doesn't say much around new people.. particularly my family. But he really opened up around Sydney and David and we had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HCWuc6LuSqs/TkKtwxB3wXI/AAAAAAAAAOA/QDazJAO40Yc/s1600/firehouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HCWuc6LuSqs/TkKtwxB3wXI/AAAAAAAAAOA/QDazJAO40Yc/s320/firehouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639260736727794034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ijsScr9Y9N0/TkKtnabTB5I/AAAAAAAAANw/_Mw9O9SU2TY/s1600/Tractor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ijsScr9Y9N0/TkKtnabTB5I/AAAAAAAAANw/_Mw9O9SU2TY/s320/Tractor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639260576041600914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite tractor pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rC5YPKgDAfQ/TkKtmw69aWI/AAAAAAAAANo/myFY54WuKa8/s1600/DSC_1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rC5YPKgDAfQ/TkKtmw69aWI/AAAAAAAAANo/myFY54WuKa8/s320/DSC_1312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639260564900112738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "river" stream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i0HWCYtqdR4/TkKtmokqJdI/AAAAAAAAANg/echAjN6mxXc/s1600/DSC_1318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i0HWCYtqdR4/TkKtmokqJdI/AAAAAAAAANg/echAjN6mxXc/s320/DSC_1318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639260562659091922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rob climbing on a tractor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bHvqnlUehz4/TkKtmU0TJzI/AAAAAAAAANY/r6kcGm9hZ60/s1600/DSC_1323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bHvqnlUehz4/TkKtmU0TJzI/AAAAAAAAANY/r6kcGm9hZ60/s320/DSC_1323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639260557355984690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The beautiful view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uqqpDRSEwps/TkKtnTXwG5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/irSFecXP-YI/s1600/DSC_1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uqqpDRSEwps/TkKtnTXwG5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/irSFecXP-YI/s320/DSC_1346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639260574147681170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing around with the camera shutter on the real river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p6VUvimIy7g/TkKtOw4bilI/AAAAAAAAANI/MhqEUnitwo4/s1600/DSC_1364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p6VUvimIy7g/TkKtOw4bilI/AAAAAAAAANI/MhqEUnitwo4/s320/DSC_1364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639260152572643922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another amazing view.. with another tractor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vfW109mBq5A/TkKtNxfwFwI/AAAAAAAAANA/lKRiJoC7NI8/s1600/DSC_1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vfW109mBq5A/TkKtNxfwFwI/AAAAAAAAANA/lKRiJoC7NI8/s320/DSC_1376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639260135557699330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what we found on our loop hike. We decided there were dead bodies in there and we tried to walk over to it, but it was too muddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-02JxJjwEho0/TkKtMzyzBbI/AAAAAAAAAM4/f3bGnt5_Auo/s1600/DSC_1385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-02JxJjwEho0/TkKtMzyzBbI/AAAAAAAAAM4/f3bGnt5_Auo/s320/DSC_1385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639260118994585010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WFd3ponoFRM/TkKtLznShiI/AAAAAAAAAMw/HXrZoj5y074/s1600/DSC_1408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WFd3ponoFRM/TkKtLznShiI/AAAAAAAAAMw/HXrZoj5y074/s320/DSC_1408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639260101766448674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PoAqq_ER9X0/TkKtQAdG36I/AAAAAAAAANQ/6Wwlt3tBN1c/s1600/DSC_1363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PoAqq_ER9X0/TkKtQAdG36I/AAAAAAAAANQ/6Wwlt3tBN1c/s320/DSC_1363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639260173932879778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--nXj2uaf4sQ/TkKs21CUbgI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bwbmLJ0F4zw/s1600/DSC_1448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--nXj2uaf4sQ/TkKs21CUbgI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bwbmLJ0F4zw/s320/DSC_1448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639259741371002370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cZ2hu3g6kYQ/TkKs2jJ4Z4I/AAAAAAAAAMY/BLHbf3L0mpg/s1600/DSC_1451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cZ2hu3g6kYQ/TkKs2jJ4Z4I/AAAAAAAAAMY/BLHbf3L0mpg/s320/DSC_1451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639259736570881922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b-TP-lC_C-Y/TkKs2YBxVFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rDzrZZUVHlI/s1600/DSC_1458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b-TP-lC_C-Y/TkKs2YBxVFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rDzrZZUVHlI/s320/DSC_1458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639259733584073810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was an awesome weed. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k3vyvVao52g/TkKs2Iq_rII/AAAAAAAAAMI/cytFBxL2Rb8/s1600/DSC_1464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k3vyvVao52g/TkKs2Iq_rII/AAAAAAAAAMI/cytFBxL2Rb8/s320/DSC_1464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639259729462013058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--XQDi7WBhcs/TkKs2zXPbqI/AAAAAAAAAMo/abgTfnxWkCg/s1600/DSC_1433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--XQDi7WBhcs/TkKs2zXPbqI/AAAAAAAAAMo/abgTfnxWkCg/s320/DSC_1433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639259740921884322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pmkUDmv_pWA/TkKsp1dInKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h8_e1LFaO3U/s1600/DSC_1500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pmkUDmv_pWA/TkKsp1dInKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h8_e1LFaO3U/s320/DSC_1500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639259518145174690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The deer that were getting really close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m27fkKzHWVs/TkKspjlEllI/AAAAAAAAALw/zB4qVFfNd7I/s1600/DSC_1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m27fkKzHWVs/TkKspjlEllI/AAAAAAAAALw/zB4qVFfNd7I/s320/DSC_1539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639259513346627154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wFZHUnSdDds/TkKspRKzEcI/AAAAAAAAALo/jUpMrPM17UM/s1600/DSC_1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wFZHUnSdDds/TkKspRKzEcI/AAAAAAAAALo/jUpMrPM17UM/s320/DSC_1316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639259508404588994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rob's sexy pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEARrw9L0_Q/TkKspFNZXzI/AAAAAAAAALg/zcb9bJHac7A/s1600/DSC_1317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEARrw9L0_Q/TkKspFNZXzI/AAAAAAAAALg/zcb9bJHac7A/s320/DSC_1317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639259505194262322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sydney snacking on Fritos while hiking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krOhl6kZYVA/TkKsqPpZz8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/iS35HSLpu4Q/s1600/DSC_1497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krOhl6kZYVA/TkKsqPpZz8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/iS35HSLpu4Q/s320/DSC_1497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639259525175955394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me snacking on baked lays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AWmCxNOKYwI/TkKsGvnVDGI/AAAAAAAAALQ/IJSHms61ZzM/s1600/DSC_1374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AWmCxNOKYwI/TkKsGvnVDGI/AAAAAAAAALQ/IJSHms61ZzM/s320/DSC_1374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258915281898594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Start of hike two- the loop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zUeobJ6XFA8/TkKsGclyIrI/AAAAAAAAALI/iM-v9vSV5GQ/s1600/DSC_1383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zUeobJ6XFA8/TkKsGclyIrI/AAAAAAAAALI/iM-v9vSV5GQ/s320/DSC_1383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258910175142578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sydney decided to sit down on our hike.. in the middle of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t5-KYEeQUsE/TkKsGHsNxzI/AAAAAAAAALA/KH4L0abP98w/s1600/DSC_1388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t5-KYEeQUsE/TkKsGHsNxzI/AAAAAAAAALA/KH4L0abP98w/s320/DSC_1388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258904564975410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah.. he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--zDol-T8-Xs/TkKsGNQtFPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/eN70mMaLhs4/s1600/DSC_1390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--zDol-T8-Xs/TkKsGNQtFPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/eN70mMaLhs4/s320/DSC_1390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258906060199154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRk4XkYbOzA/TkKsKOz7oVI/AAAAAAAAALY/tyJTuQXFask/s1600/DSC_1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRk4XkYbOzA/TkKsKOz7oVI/AAAAAAAAALY/tyJTuQXFask/s320/DSC_1331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258975195865426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some humungous dandelion puffers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_AS6m_o_Ecc/TkKrys9kDqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/LRRqcgQ0GgE/s1600/DSC_1426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_AS6m_o_Ecc/TkKrys9kDqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/LRRqcgQ0GgE/s320/DSC_1426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258570972466850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GRY7QpSE_WE/TkKryYZEnKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/HhvHMbx373s/s1600/DSC_1430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GRY7QpSE_WE/TkKryYZEnKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/HhvHMbx373s/s320/DSC_1430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258565450701986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R9a68zM2qyI/TkKryK5mTqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/LnNdafDXwDw/s1600/DSC_1444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R9a68zM2qyI/TkKryK5mTqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/LnNdafDXwDw/s320/DSC_1444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258561829031586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random swing set at another cabin.. no one was there so we decided to try it. It  almost broke instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1q4VEY5_F2Q/TkKrxxZW6VI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/bHTrY5EOj5s/s1600/DSC_1498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1q4VEY5_F2Q/TkKrxxZW6VI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/bHTrY5EOj5s/s320/DSC_1498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258554982918482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M0rCyctkYYo/TkKry8V60KI/AAAAAAAAAKw/RuMhZtK371s/s1600/DSC_1391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M0rCyctkYYo/TkKry8V60KI/AAAAAAAAAKw/RuMhZtK371s/s320/DSC_1391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258575101153442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L4sgsgYXvnQ/TkKrkQQ2YXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/YsD7QOrX14w/s1600/DSC_1504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L4sgsgYXvnQ/TkKrkQQ2YXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/YsD7QOrX14w/s320/DSC_1504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258322750562674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David trying to get the deer to come closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cs0-8A0icRY/TkKrkCe3VwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/8k5AcYS7M7A/s1600/DSC_1505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cs0-8A0icRY/TkKrkCe3VwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/8k5AcYS7M7A/s320/DSC_1505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258319051249410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ipraWQMlMAg/TkKrj0wvWWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TP9dXCmbN0w/s1600/DSC_1507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ipraWQMlMAg/TkKrj0wvWWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TP9dXCmbN0w/s320/DSC_1507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258315368126818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ALG3lf8xLSA/TkKrjoOt06I/AAAAAAAAAJo/pRn_75rwgbo/s1600/DSC_1524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ALG3lf8xLSA/TkKrjoOt06I/AAAAAAAAAJo/pRn_75rwgbo/s320/DSC_1524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258312004195234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MyP3EOnsTXg/TkKrkqZMUqI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Y3cmBnTbuQU/s1600/DSC_1501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MyP3EOnsTXg/TkKrkqZMUqI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Y3cmBnTbuQU/s320/DSC_1501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258329764876962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1m2Z6UdY-tE/TkKrT45xeXI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gV0W6piQ4o4/s1600/DSC_1527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1m2Z6UdY-tE/TkKrT45xeXI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gV0W6piQ4o4/s320/DSC_1527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258041601849714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bu4ZR80s71s/TkKrTl6SWJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OYPf2lGtQTw/s1600/DSC_1531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bu4ZR80s71s/TkKrTl6SWJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OYPf2lGtQTw/s320/DSC_1531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258036503730322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gorgeous sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QSfVt5FKhgM/TkKrTYvab3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Tn6201eNpls/s1600/DSC_1533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QSfVt5FKhgM/TkKrTYvab3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Tn6201eNpls/s320/DSC_1533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258032968462194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wn69O1RY1jE/TkKrTLspkTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Wb2Y8TaotcA/s1600/DSC_1538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wn69O1RY1jE/TkKrTLspkTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Wb2Y8TaotcA/s320/DSC_1538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258029467210034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bus hike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3X8pWE0ZDE/TkKrUPjPYPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dvi_tBBDDFQ/s1600/DSC_1525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3X8pWE0ZDE/TkKrUPjPYPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dvi_tBBDDFQ/s320/DSC_1525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639258047681356018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-478747061144533233?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/478747061144533233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=478747061144533233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/478747061144533233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/478747061144533233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/08/camping-way-way-back.html' title='Camping.. way way back'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HCWuc6LuSqs/TkKtwxB3wXI/AAAAAAAAAOA/QDazJAO40Yc/s72-c/firehouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-7010962149045000403</id><published>2011-08-06T15:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T15:13:33.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Awful</title><content type='html'>So.. I apologize. I'm awful at blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished two quilts.. and my last post was about starting the first one. I even have plans for a new one! I want to do a larger version of &lt;a href="http://ocd-obsessivecraftingdisorder.blogspot.com/2010/08/mckinley-quilt-pattern.html"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; on OCD-Obsessive Crafting Disorder. Isn't it gorgeous??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, when I'm off work I just might go purchase the fabric for it. Yes!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to update you on a few things, like a camping trip with me, Rob, &lt;a href="http://pcheartsbe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sydney, and David&lt;/a&gt;. I have lots of pictures from that... it was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, school starts on August 23rd! That's only a few weeks away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would add a countdown.. But I don't feel like finding one right now. But I am going to make a paper chain today with the girl I work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go spend the day Thursday at the school making some new posters and just hanging out with Kelli while she was doing interviews and planning for the year. It was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... now its time to go plan for this quilt!! I'll catch you all up soon on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH lastly, Rob moved into a new apartment, its super cute and I love it. Pictures of that to come too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-7010962149045000403?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/7010962149045000403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=7010962149045000403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7010962149045000403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7010962149045000403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/08/awful.html' title='Awful'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-6321690467247963427</id><published>2011-07-02T01:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T01:09:59.142-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I started a quilt!- Day one</title><content type='html'>My latest goal is to complete a quilt. I've always wanted to make one.. but never wanted to deal with my mom's old machine that needs to be retired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work ended up having to switch clients on me... so I got a free day off! I was so excited since I haven't had a day off (except Sundays, which don't count) since I got out of school/work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning not knowing what to do and decided to start my project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my mom with me and off to Wal-Mart we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wal-Mart actually had this fabric collection and a pattern paper in front of it to make some other ridiculous quilt. I didn't go for that quilt, but loved the blue/teal and brown so I just had to go with it.. but a much simpler pattern since this is  my first quilt and I plan on it being big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j2WLK85UIEE/Tg7Ce0vsxOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/HiMQgY1b-vw/s1600/DSC_1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j2WLK85UIEE/Tg7Ce0vsxOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/HiMQgY1b-vw/s320/DSC_1152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624646819442902242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are all the strips sew together, waiting to be ironed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_6eIftzN-pU/Tg7CecM-IKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/m3V2PQ-6VnA/s1600/DSC_1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_6eIftzN-pU/Tg7CecM-IKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/m3V2PQ-6VnA/s320/DSC_1150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624646812854788258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 rows down, only 18 more to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s3NS1785xw8/Tg7CeIhTuoI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sITdgEtuXto/s1600/DSC_1149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s3NS1785xw8/Tg7CeIhTuoI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sITdgEtuXto/s320/DSC_1149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624646807571380866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The dark brown and teal squares are my absolute favorite. That fabric will be the back of the quilt.. If I ever get there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lT71u8xRatU/Tg7CfMdlXcI/AAAAAAAAAIo/sGKAN2umpA4/s1600/DSC_1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lT71u8xRatU/Tg7CfMdlXcI/AAAAAAAAAIo/sGKAN2umpA4/s320/DSC_1153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624646825809370562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo! My back hurts from being hunched over the machine all day. I'm super excited to finish this quilt and snuggle up in it. Rob is just going to have to deal with the fact that its pretty feminine. My next one will have to be a little less so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. I need your help finding cheap fabric... This was only $2.49 a yard but I spent $70 alone on fabric today.. Is this normal or can I find even cheaper ones? Maybe I just am making way too big of a quilt?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-6321690467247963427?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/6321690467247963427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=6321690467247963427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6321690467247963427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6321690467247963427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-started-quilt-day-one.html' title='I started a quilt!- Day one'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j2WLK85UIEE/Tg7Ce0vsxOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/HiMQgY1b-vw/s72-c/DSC_1152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-4763515748050568484</id><published>2011-06-23T23:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T23:49:17.898-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday: 21 baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.birthday-scrapbook-ideas.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/51c485xzkcl__ss500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 217px;" src="http://www.birthday-scrapbook-ideas.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/51c485xzkcl__ss500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the day started off quite rocky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I had to wake up extra early to go to the DMV since my license was expiring and I definitely cannot drive without a license for work. I would get in so much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I had to drive all the way to Payson to pick up the person I work with.&lt;br /&gt;Payson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there on out it was a crazy day for him. (I blame it on the stress of him moving professional parent homes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even got hit in the nose quite a few times as well as dealt with tons of tantrums.&lt;br /&gt;So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spend the day at a park, then trying to go to a movie. He definitely didn't like the movie.&lt;br /&gt;After, we headed over to a park in Spanish Fork where the group leader had a card signed by the group and a tiara since the card said I should be a queen since its my birthday. They also had cupcakes and a candle to blow out.&lt;br /&gt;(Probably the only good part of the day at work!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was definitely ready to go home for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was driving home, Rob called me and told me he had a surprise and I had to follow his directions without being told where I was going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lead to Joann's and he was picking out a sewing machine for me but needed help since he didn't know anything about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cute side story:&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for a good sewing machine on KSL for a while and kept complaining about how awful my mom's is. Then, when I tried to borrow his mom's, hers was broken as well. I would still sew on my mom's but hate every second of it. It was a very cute present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After convincing them to give it to him for less than half of the $500 it was supposed to cost, we were on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped home and I explored the sewing machine and then we went to Brick Oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looooooove Brick Oven. We go every year on my birthday and I can't even tell you how delicious it is. Go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Brick Oven we went to the movies.. Rob even chose a chick flick for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super fun and by the time we got home I was exhausted and ready for bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the perfect way to spend my big 2.1. ... with Rob :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-4763515748050568484?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/4763515748050568484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=4763515748050568484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4763515748050568484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4763515748050568484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/06/birthday-21-baby.html' title='Birthday: 21 baby!'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-7539377059862185339</id><published>2011-06-23T23:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T23:39:35.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day: Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zqe7R73rinY/TgQil-lb1yI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fujG_2VLZ_o/s1600/DSC_1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zqe7R73rinY/TgQil-lb1yI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fujG_2VLZ_o/s320/DSC_1112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621656270715737890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oppc0TBXeH4/TgQimOTyFII/AAAAAAAAAIA/-Ynq18weouY/s1600/DSC_1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oppc0TBXeH4/TgQimOTyFII/AAAAAAAAAIA/-Ynq18weouY/s320/DSC_1113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621656274936665218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kyler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Father's day we had a "Father's Day Grill Restaurant" completely with waiters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh spent the day cooking the meat and then in the evening for dinner Jessica had the boys dress up and make menus. They came out taking our orders, getting us drinks, and bringing us Jello Salad. It was probably the cutest thing I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you not be in love with these two little boys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part about the dinner: I got to hold Mia for the whooooooooole dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-7539377059862185339?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/7539377059862185339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=7539377059862185339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7539377059862185339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7539377059862185339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/06/fathers-day-restaurant.html' title='Father&apos;s Day: Restaurant'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zqe7R73rinY/TgQil-lb1yI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fujG_2VLZ_o/s72-c/DSC_1112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-6210321266293158772</id><published>2011-06-23T23:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T23:35:54.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome: Mia Marguerite Price</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJd1FUFnrcg/TgQiDIplKfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/GCn4qodY_cw/s1600/DSC_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJd1FUFnrcg/TgQiDIplKfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/GCn4qodY_cw/s320/DSC_1102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621655672122059250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RiGRMg3abFg/TgQiC-BmEOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/R7zJhiaR6eQ/s1600/DSC_1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RiGRMg3abFg/TgQiC-BmEOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/R7zJhiaR6eQ/s320/DSC_1101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621655669269991650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WDeIxYGC7n4/TgQiDf1pxxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/TFzclCsrMfk/s1600/DSC_1106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WDeIxYGC7n4/TgQiDf1pxxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/TFzclCsrMfk/s320/DSC_1106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621655678346708754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't she the most precious thing you've ever seen? I just want to eat her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely going to call her my niece even though I'm not technically her aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Brylie is going to be her favorite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-6210321266293158772?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/6210321266293158772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=6210321266293158772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6210321266293158772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6210321266293158772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/06/welcome-mia-marguerite-price.html' title='Welcome: Mia Marguerite Price'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJd1FUFnrcg/TgQiDIplKfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/GCn4qodY_cw/s72-c/DSC_1102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-5728080345386861952</id><published>2011-06-23T23:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T23:29:10.869-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smrzReAbPe8/TgQfoTgdDsI/AAAAAAAAAHY/C-HHfMfDwbI/s1600/DSC_1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smrzReAbPe8/TgQfoTgdDsI/AAAAAAAAAHY/C-HHfMfDwbI/s320/DSC_1142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621653012156845762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uGs702B9sZg/TgQfoEyKgWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/pf-CqnMfKbE/s1600/DSC_1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uGs702B9sZg/TgQfoEyKgWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/pf-CqnMfKbE/s320/DSC_1144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621653008204595554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qvz7GTGloss/TgQfneFqBFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yatTOlLE8Rs/s1600/DSC_1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qvz7GTGloss/TgQfneFqBFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yatTOlLE8Rs/s320/DSC_1140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621652997817369682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eQ0d3v2FqsU/TgQfnCBfrPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cVYYODAnRw8/s1600/DSC_1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eQ0d3v2FqsU/TgQfnCBfrPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cVYYODAnRw8/s320/DSC_1137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621652990283721970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really into sewing lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it and want to make so much stuff, but about halfway through my back starts to hurt and I want to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten both of these projects off of &lt;a href="http://www.noodle-head.com/"&gt;Noodlehead&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love them both.. even though there are little mistakes here and there that really bother me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use the bag every day.. and since it wasn't very expensive, I just kick it around all over the place. I just finished the clutch tonight but I'm looking forward to putting it to good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. A few weeks ago I was complaining to Rob about how my mom's sewing machine sucked and I was really wanting to make the bag. Since then he had a plan to get me one for my birthday! 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xk-enc41cno/TdCNwDOB_CI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Os4VkfOZuoE/s320/DSC_0735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607137392713661474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCW4gniwVB0/TdCNwNzpdxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_KAA-ohme1g/s1600/DSC_0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCW4gniwVB0/TdCNwNzpdxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_KAA-ohme1g/s320/DSC_0738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607137395555792658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zJoyPZqM6NI/TdCNv29qVeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vt8EYzVTwgI/s1600/DSC_0746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zJoyPZqM6NI/TdCNv29qVeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vt8EYzVTwgI/s320/DSC_0746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607137389423777250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcKF7qoZSxA/TdCNwjs_qSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/BFQ6F9eJoeQ/s1600/DSC_0716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcKF7qoZSxA/TdCNwjs_qSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/BFQ6F9eJoeQ/s320/DSC_0716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607137401433467170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1X5rf_bpS9M/TdCNgzbmKhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RrsG70lZFlY/s1600/DSC_0749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1X5rf_bpS9M/TdCNgzbmKhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RrsG70lZFlY/s320/DSC_0749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607137130777553426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J-O4I-GNQ5M/TdCNgua6NkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rPTo9wX5FEA/s1600/DSC_0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J-O4I-GNQ5M/TdCNgua6NkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rPTo9wX5FEA/s320/DSC_0752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607137129432495682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OXHqJz3IsZg/TdCNgoigVEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lhtWJZCNhXk/s1600/DSC_0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OXHqJz3IsZg/TdCNgoigVEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lhtWJZCNhXk/s320/DSC_0755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607137127853741122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ivyVo-QhOa0/TdCNgBmunvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Y-Dfw89OOTo/s1600/DSC_0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ivyVo-QhOa0/TdCNgBmunvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Y-Dfw89OOTo/s320/DSC_0757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607137117402472178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lkc3cuzANMM/TdCNhbaqqoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/11VZaFdJ-u0/s1600/DSC_0747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lkc3cuzANMM/TdCNhbaqqoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/11VZaFdJ-u0/s320/DSC_0747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607137141511072386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1BLVzfP09YA/TdCNPNqAGbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/bplUof-whfQ/s1600/DSC_0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1BLVzfP09YA/TdCNPNqAGbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/bplUof-whfQ/s320/DSC_0760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607136828579649970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Remember, I just had my wisdom teeth out... That's why I look like this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hhwtFvnmNqo/TdCNOqqoHHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-4vaMlKLhVw/s1600/DSC_0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hhwtFvnmNqo/TdCNOqqoHHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-4vaMlKLhVw/s320/DSC_0761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607136819187031154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QIY5IP6EzhE/TdCNOmj0dUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yI-yELUZfyE/s1600/DSC_0762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QIY5IP6EzhE/TdCNOmj0dUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yI-yELUZfyE/s320/DSC_0762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607136818084738370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fEIKjHppl1s/TdCNOaZDDsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Kh_7JV-h_vc/s1600/DSC_0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fEIKjHppl1s/TdCNOaZDDsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Kh_7JV-h_vc/s320/DSC_0766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607136814818332354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0zwhvnfpm2Y/TdCNPR8Yr0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/wfOVyDuO-zs/s1600/DSC_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0zwhvnfpm2Y/TdCNPR8Yr0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/wfOVyDuO-zs/s320/DSC_0758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607136829730500418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eFDO--QoRFo/TdCNBXoiyyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YjdQQG4UwBc/s1600/DSC_0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eFDO--QoRFo/TdCNBXoiyyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YjdQQG4UwBc/s320/DSC_0772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607136590739720994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AU7BxaZsEYQ/TdCNA5VE9pI/AAAAAAAAADs/wgl0iHv44eQ/s1600/DSC_0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AU7BxaZsEYQ/TdCNA5VE9pI/AAAAAAAAADs/wgl0iHv44eQ/s320/DSC_0773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607136582605010578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LKptF59UmRU/TdCNAg-F6cI/AAAAAAAAADk/K475dyXTYyQ/s1600/DSC_0774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LKptF59UmRU/TdCNAg-F6cI/AAAAAAAAADk/K475dyXTYyQ/s320/DSC_0774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607136576066152898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ACQrAH1iqjw/TdCNATuwkRI/AAAAAAAAADc/RUD-TaBDYFA/s1600/DSC_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ACQrAH1iqjw/TdCNATuwkRI/AAAAAAAAADc/RUD-TaBDYFA/s320/DSC_0776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607136572512178450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iLd4xN2TlQU/TdCNBsfZ_qI/AAAAAAAAAD8/7fngLdUcN_U/s1600/DSC_0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iLd4xN2TlQU/TdCNBsfZ_qI/AAAAAAAAAD8/7fngLdUcN_U/s320/DSC_0768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607136596338540194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caden had his birthday party! He is now six years old! What a big kid! I still remember when he was just tiny and maybe two. Its been so long and he is so big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob and I got him a glove for T ball and a practice T for the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was loads of fun but I was pretty out of it while we were at the party.&lt;br /&gt;Rob was good about getting me all I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Earlier in the day my dad had to call the doctor and get me a new prescription since I was crying in pain.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to play with Caden for his birthday though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-2911240259000909816?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/2911240259000909816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=2911240259000909816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2911240259000909816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2911240259000909816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/05/cadens-birthday-party.html' title='[Caden&apos;s Birthday Party!]'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qCa3NOW81lI/TdCODyOlNHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/10VpJ28E0Og/s72-c/DSC_0700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-7771180677262401465</id><published>2011-05-13T23:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T23:39:38.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wis[dumb] teeth</title><content type='html'>This week/weekend turned out to be a blast. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Um.. not)&lt;/span&gt; I've been running around like crazy trying to get things set up for my summer job as well as get things sorted out since I'm losing my insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My dad was laid off a few weeks ago ): no job equals no insurance unfortunately.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means I got to run around to various doctor/dentist appointments and have been pretty much booked all week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to go in quickly and get my wisdom teeth out this weekend as a result of the no insurance thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad volunteered to take me in since I was being put to sleep. I really loved my doctor and he was amazing when dealing with my anxiety of the IV. He allowed me to get really high off of the gas before he started to poke me me. Before I knew it I was being walked over to my recovery room with a nurse and my dad practically dragging me across the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was one talkative person and kept wanting my dad to record videos of me to send to Rob. (Too bad my stupid phone wouldn't send the video...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home and tried to take my medicine as quickly as the doctor said but I chocked on just water so had to postpone the pills. After a nap I started to feel uncomfortable and my dad came down to set me up with all my medicine (I had four, yes four, prescriptions walking out of there.) He also ran to Taco Amigo to get me a strawberry shake with french fries. The shake was great, but being numb it was impossible to chew the fries. I wanted them soooo bad though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It helped a little to have food in my stomach and medicine down so I was able to nap again until Rob picked me up to take over the nurse job. He got me a couple shakes, made me macaroni and cheese and took such good care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain slowly started to get worse so I resorted to taking Lortab instead of just the heavy duty Ibuprofen. (It had nothing to do with my nurses, they were great.) It had absolutely no effect on me. So I just kept my frozen corn covering my cheeks and tried to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its 11:30 at night and I have tears of pain my eyes. The stupid antibiotic rinse KILLED even more than I thought. It quadrupled my pain and it will not go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope I can track someone down tomorrow to get something else because I will not &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; stay in this much pain the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a horrible first experience at any surgery type thing.&lt;br /&gt;I will probably now go to cry myself to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-7771180677262401465?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/7771180677262401465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=7771180677262401465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7771180677262401465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7771180677262401465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/05/wisdumb-teeth.html' title='wis[dumb] teeth'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-1564868308642720932</id><published>2011-04-21T18:42:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T19:02:10.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A9q9IFMHAoE/TbDSMxrAIRI/AAAAAAAAADU/dYmPMjak6Cg/s1600/DSC_0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A9q9IFMHAoE/TbDSMxrAIRI/AAAAAAAAADU/dYmPMjak6Cg/s320/DSC_0175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598205453755490578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy_nS6M6VsU/TbDSMsJ3RPI/AAAAAAAAADM/Ves4qnTxW2M/s1600/DSC_0169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy_nS6M6VsU/TbDSMsJ3RPI/AAAAAAAAADM/Ves4qnTxW2M/s320/DSC_0169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598205452274320626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xpv2SVXIK7E/TbDSMMt62gI/AAAAAAAAADE/WZmtUTqe8-4/s1600/DSC_0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xpv2SVXIK7E/TbDSMMt62gI/AAAAAAAAADE/WZmtUTqe8-4/s320/DSC_0170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598205443835615746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8rniubJnX0/TbDR0vSRf1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/__GMWAJ5h6E/s1600/DSC_0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8rniubJnX0/TbDR0vSRf1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/__GMWAJ5h6E/s320/DSC_0167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598205040798039890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rNlJ_qw1IBw/TbDR0fu5T4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Is5fPnXtdyo/s1600/DSC_0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rNlJ_qw1IBw/TbDR0fu5T4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Is5fPnXtdyo/s320/DSC_0166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598205036623122306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-txFAJXdyvuE/TbDRzypE0mI/AAAAAAAAACs/s_q_mDAQhE8/s1600/DSC_0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-txFAJXdyvuE/TbDRzypE0mI/AAAAAAAAACs/s_q_mDAQhE8/s320/DSC_0165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598205024519115362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lMcrbgS5VmQ/TbDRzpqaM6I/AAAAAAAAACk/6nV6fGRSp5E/s1600/DSC_0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lMcrbgS5VmQ/TbDRzpqaM6I/AAAAAAAAACk/6nV6fGRSp5E/s320/DSC_0150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598205022108791714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFQ85jBxJbI/TbDQp6wws-I/AAAAAAAAACc/MlN2Bveo5iU/s1600/DSC_0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFQ85jBxJbI/TbDQp6wws-I/AAAAAAAAACc/MlN2Bveo5iU/s320/DSC_0144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598203755388515298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JuL-3CEkZSg/TbDQpmL2-iI/AAAAAAAAACU/hiP-mIYTFCE/s1600/DSC_0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JuL-3CEkZSg/TbDQpmL2-iI/AAAAAAAAACU/hiP-mIYTFCE/s320/DSC_0149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598203749865028130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w4DC-qTaM2w/TbDQpBT1sKI/AAAAAAAAACM/gLMzk9Oc4j4/s1600/DSC_0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w4DC-qTaM2w/TbDQpBT1sKI/AAAAAAAAACM/gLMzk9Oc4j4/s320/DSC_0141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598203739966386338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WmfPztk85z4/TbDQozQJ9qI/AAAAAAAAACE/RnG9pU9cxGc/s1600/DSC_0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WmfPztk85z4/TbDQozQJ9qI/AAAAAAAAACE/RnG9pU9cxGc/s320/DSC_0138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598203736192841378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday I decided out of the blue to look at cameras on KSL. I've done it a few times but haven't really been serious. But quickly realized I really really wanted one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had my dad bargain with a local girl who was selling hers. I got a really good deal and even got two lenses. Who would have thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've officially welcomed a Nikon D40x into my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been taking a ton of pictures at work, but unfortunately can't share them. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been fun playing around with the camera and my new program Lightroom my dad also got for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to many many pictures in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-1564868308642720932?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/1564868308642720932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=1564868308642720932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1564868308642720932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1564868308642720932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-camera.html' title='New Camera'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A9q9IFMHAoE/TbDSMxrAIRI/AAAAAAAAADU/dYmPMjak6Cg/s72-c/DSC_0175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-3592808933183102621</id><published>2011-04-13T14:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T15:00:06.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In case you didn't know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images9.cpcache.com/product/237009489v6_480x480_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 480px;" src="http://images9.cpcache.com/product/237009489v6_480x480_Front.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So get your tush out there and help someone with autism.&lt;br /&gt;[or maybe a family member of the person with autism]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even begin to understand how hard it would be to take on the lifetime job to be a parent of a child with autism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I sure do them each and every one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seriously makes my day everyday to go to work and spend time with these kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when that 2:15 bell rings, I'm ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a special shout out to Angi Harris [my amazing aunt] who takes care of Ian, even if she is ready to pull her hair out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYPlSOnh4r0/TaYOt0mfv_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/nrIdPGf8DJQ/s1600/DSCF2586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYPlSOnh4r0/TaYOt0mfv_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/nrIdPGf8DJQ/s320/DSCF2586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595175767431430130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-3592808933183102621?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/3592808933183102621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=3592808933183102621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3592808933183102621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3592808933183102621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-case-you-didnt-know.html' title='In case you didn&apos;t know...'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYPlSOnh4r0/TaYOt0mfv_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/nrIdPGf8DJQ/s72-c/DSCF2586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-3585598754758743272</id><published>2011-04-09T15:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T15:14:49.017-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Associates Degree</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;I have some news for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In less than 3 weeks I will be done with my associates degree!&lt;br /&gt; Assuming I pass all of my classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that my advisor at UVU is the biggest dummy in the whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mislead me and now I am stuck waiting a year before doing anything with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(UVU even had the guts to make me go talk to her in order to register for my new classes this summer or fall.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so frustrated with her that I will flat out never go see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even wrote a rude email.&lt;br /&gt;I never have the guts to actually send these things, but I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Basically I'm done! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just need to find a job for the summer and then maybe another part time job for the fall after school starts up again. Two jobs would suck, but I would much rather get a lot of money than have all the time in the world to waste my little amount of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know anywhere that is hiring that wouldn't be too boring to work at, please oh please let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-3585598754758743272?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/3585598754758743272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=3585598754758743272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3585598754758743272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3585598754758743272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/04/associates-degree.html' title='Associates Degree'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-5762659410967045029</id><published>2011-04-09T15:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T15:11:32.267-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Books :)</title><content type='html'>I recently ventured out to Barnes and Noble in hopes to find some good books. I haven't read anything since Mockingjay from The Hunger Games. With school I feel guilty sitting down and reading a book for hours, when I should be doing homework or studying. Since the semester is almost done, I decided to spend some time on some books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.swap.com/images/Books/72/0374399972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 254px;" src="http://images.swap.com/images/Books/72/0374399972.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first book I was after was Night. I'm actually required to read this for one of my classes. Its about a man and his experience through a concentration camp. I started this one first since I have to read it for the class. So far it has gone right over my head. I definitely don't know how to say a lot of the Jewish names that he has said so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTX2N5kTMrAJ9YqZwysQo-Qsm8intEYm8bMVqSOtKXA1PFSiXTjkg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 279px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTX2N5kTMrAJ9YqZwysQo-Qsm8intEYm8bMVqSOtKXA1PFSiXTjkg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I pulled up to the store, I texted Sydney to see if there were any books that she would recommend.&lt;br /&gt;She told me to get The Book Thief.&lt;br /&gt;(side note.. I looked around for a book called Thief.. oh geez.)&lt;br /&gt;She says I'll be hooked within the first 10 pages.&lt;br /&gt;This book is also set in the time of Nazis.&lt;br /&gt;How did she know that my other book would be the same time period?&lt;br /&gt;Pure Genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQX2pKdLeFiv10DxILgIGFFhamdGOhwbJn5KrWowrzdJ9r6-aPuOw"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 280px;" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQX2pKdLeFiv10DxILgIGFFhamdGOhwbJn5KrWowrzdJ9r6-aPuOw" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last book I purchased was The Gargoyle.&lt;br /&gt;I secretly stalk an old friend's older sister's blog and she recommended this book.&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I should just go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to get cracking and read these books.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else have any other suggestions? Please share&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-5762659410967045029?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/5762659410967045029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=5762659410967045029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5762659410967045029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5762659410967045029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/04/books.html' title='Books :)'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-9014843542461814279</id><published>2011-04-02T15:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:32:25.815-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51strtB3WnL._AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51strtB3WnL._AA300_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Rob's bike...... I cannot find a picture of mine online... just know that its really cute. And Teal.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/G/01/richmedia/images/cover.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.walmartimages.com/i/p/00/03/86/75/49/0003867549521_AV_60X60.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51MYLmC3ByL._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Rob and I traveled around town to buy some new bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been talking about wanting to exercise together more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we cleaned out the exercise room we take turns working out... but we don't do it together a whole lot. (I feel like a wimp when I'm panting and so out of shape.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we ventured out and bought some new bikes and I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I thought maybe it wouldn't be the best workout.. except for my legs.  But riding from my house to his I was already breaking a sweat.... and so was he! It wasn't just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be able to start riding in the canyon and my plan is even to ride to go get groceries since the store isn't far at all. That way I can work off my not so healthy dinner I cook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-9014843542461814279?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/9014843542461814279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=9014843542461814279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/9014843542461814279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/9014843542461814279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/04/bikes.html' title='Bikes'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-5735464021220041682</id><published>2011-03-27T16:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T17:12:50.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend of Homework</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSLtPgqzafxg_ejH_QePxNu_XEy6umUVmBS0nwyUEUT--Wr1Px1kg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 421px; height: 120px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSLtPgqzafxg_ejH_QePxNu_XEy6umUVmBS0nwyUEUT--Wr1Px1kg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I was to attend a play for my Humanities through the Arts class and I was totally fine with it. Until I got an announcement on our class webpage that when the teacher went to attend the play, that majority of the play would be in French. No big deal... except I know next to nothing when it comes to French. Too bad the teacher still had it required for our class... I was completely dreading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday came... and after work and quick stop to Tiny Tots, Rob and I were off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we stopped at Wingers. I have only been there once and I only ate the popcorn so it was fun to actually eat real food there. Our waitress happened to be one of Rob's old friends and they were able to catch up. She was one of Kacee's friends and she was really a sweetheart. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(We plan to miniature golf in the future with her and her husband as well as another friend as his wife.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was super yummy. Besides the french fries. They were BBQ flavored. Eww. Rob and I both hate BBQ flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after we ate our faces off we slowly made our way to the play. I was dreading it actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first act was alright... slow at times, but kinda funny. But when the second act came... it was HILARIOUS.  We were laughing our faces off. We didn't understand much of what they said (there were a few lines here and there in English) but we both a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ctually really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend going to see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tea With Mint or Lemon? &lt;/span&gt;at UVU in the Noorda Blackbox Theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then came home and got all cozy in PJs to relax and watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Saturday came... I was able to get tons and tons of homework done... and then we had to head to the mall to the Woodbury Museum by UVU. Again, for my humanities class. It was actually really smelly. We decided it was vinegar mixed with stinky shoe. And they were in the process of switching the paintings and artwork out with new art. There was like 15 pieces total out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it was nice to relax and I fell asleep on Rob's lap while we watched movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very productive and very relaxed actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, enjoy a picture of my cute man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8_ys4tIr8NM/TY_D4Wn12xI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5tMtUSrQzvE/s1600/image9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8_ys4tIr8NM/TY_D4Wn12xI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5tMtUSrQzvE/s320/image9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588901035502852882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-5735464021220041682?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/5735464021220041682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=5735464021220041682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5735464021220041682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5735464021220041682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/03/weekend-of-homework.html' title='Weekend of Homework'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8_ys4tIr8NM/TY_D4Wn12xI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5tMtUSrQzvE/s72-c/image9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-6586344555314275640</id><published>2011-03-17T15:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T15:53:16.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as we know it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;St. Patrick's Day everyone! I hope you're wearing green or I'll pinch you.&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding... maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its finally spring break from UVU and I've enjoyed a few days off of class. I definitely needed it since I've been so unmotivated to go lately.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't drag my feet so much about it and throw such fits... but I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread going to class, but once I'm there its perfectly fine. I probably just need to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; --&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I mostly hate going to kickboxing. But I love actually doing it and how much of a workout it is. Definitely the opposite of what I thought it would be since we have gloves, shin guards, and even a mouth guard. Not what I was expecting.--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob &amp;amp; I are both doing well. We're just both working like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob's mom's (Janet's) mom passed away last week. I felt really bad for her since she never gets to see her since her mom lived in California. She flew out early the next morning and spent a few days out there. Rob and his brother Scott tried to work out a way for us to drive out there with his dad (Stan), but it just didn't work out. The poor woman had to deal with her mom's death and not have her husband or children around.&lt;br /&gt;I hear she was a great woman and I wish I would have been able to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I've really only met relatives on Stan's side of the family. An occasional cousin or two from Janet's, but not much.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has turned out well. I've become much more confident that I can do it.. eventually. In fact, sometimes I get excited to play teacher now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my mom has found a job! She is working at ATEC with special needs adults (18+) and will eventually be at UVU in the library supervising the group that goes down there. She came home today and said she was exhausted... now she can finally know how I feel. Even though its so fun and rewarding, it definitely takes a ton out of you by the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be fun for her though to get out of the house more and plus, more income isn't bad at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say anything about marriage anymore. Everyone is always asking when Rob and I will get married. I would love to... very soon. But him, who knows when. He has really brought it up a lot more... in fact he told me the other day, after getting down on one (butt) cheek, that he had an invisible ring for me that he spent his whole life savings on. It was a funny joke but I had to ask when it will really happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic was avoided, mostly... I don't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe he just wants it to be a surprise or maybe he just doesn't want to yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I shouldn't be too anxious since Kacee &amp;amp; Mattie will be getting married really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the funding is almost non-existent for me and Rob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-6586344555314275640?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/6586344555314275640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=6586344555314275640' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6586344555314275640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6586344555314275640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/03/life-as-we-know-it.html' title='Life as we know it...'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-8777156118751856258</id><published>2011-03-08T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T21:26:07.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two classes down.. three to go</title><content type='html'>Its official... I'm done with Sociology and am waiting for the stupid teacher to put the test in the testing center for Nutrition. Even without studying I doubt I'll have a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be nice to have them both out of the way so I can help Rob a whole lot more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-8777156118751856258?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/8777156118751856258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=8777156118751856258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8777156118751856258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8777156118751856258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/03/two-classes-down-three-to-go.html' title='two classes down.. three to go'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-6928247122018730528</id><published>2011-02-26T23:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T23:08:03.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutrition</title><content type='html'>I just finished all weekly assignments, quizzes, and tests for the rest of the semester for my nutrition class. I just need to record what I eat for 2 days (easy since I do it for another class already) and take my final in the testing center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully its in the testing center already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'm done with it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I have another class starting on Tuesday... Hopefully I can find it. Apparently, it will be in the library? A class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-6928247122018730528?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/6928247122018730528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=6928247122018730528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6928247122018730528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6928247122018730528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/02/nutrition.html' title='Nutrition'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-135341209634523542</id><published>2011-02-15T18:51:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T15:29:28.321-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mix of everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; the feeling of being obligated to&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; blog&lt;/span&gt;. In fact, it makes me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;avoid &lt;/span&gt;blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe if I had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;something important&lt;/span&gt; to blog about... I would have more posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But... I don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Work has been &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cRaZy&lt;/span&gt; as ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Valentine's Day!&lt;/span&gt; It was a great day. I surprised Rob with a couple presents here and there all day. They were stupid and cheap stuff but it was at least &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He sent me the most gorgeous flowers.. daisies. My favorite. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE daisies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For dinner we got take out from &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Brick Oven&lt;/span&gt;... our favorite restaurant &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;. The traffic was a bit ridiculous and it was nice to not have to be in the huge crowd to eat at the restaurant. We took our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pasta&lt;/span&gt; home and finished watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iron Man 2&lt;/span&gt;. Oh and we also picked up an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ice cream cake&lt;/span&gt; and Baskin Robbins &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I haven't been there in forever)&lt;/span&gt;. I probably fell asleep like 10 minutes into the movie (like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7:45&lt;/span&gt;). It was nice to just be comfortable and fall asleep in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rob's arms&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no &lt;/span&gt;safer place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One day&lt;/span&gt; I will &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;marry&lt;/span&gt; that man. When he finally decides&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; he is ready&lt;/span&gt;. But for now, I'll spend as much time with him as possible. Basically all waking moments... besides work and school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways... I'm still &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;alive. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not that you would know that... I've been very distant from the blogging world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still enjoy blog &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stalking&lt;/span&gt;.... just don't enjoy writing as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well... My break is over. I will see you all in a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;month&lt;/span&gt; or so. Don't miss me too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-135341209634523542?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/135341209634523542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=135341209634523542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/135341209634523542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/135341209634523542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/02/mix-of-everything.html' title='mix of everything.'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-1096870581926935799</id><published>2011-01-25T12:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T12:50:53.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disaster</title><content type='html'>Work has been so crazy lately I don't have time to think. In fact, i even broke out into tears last week becasue I was so stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. M was gone Thursday and Friday last week, back for Monday, then off again for Tuesday-Friday. That's right. I'm playing teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, its started off better than I would have thought, but I hate having to be the teacher instead of having her around. Things are just smoother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This puts me into doubts. In my own classroom, when I'm a teacher, things are this hectic? I litterally couldn't do it another day last week, let alone be the teacher and be locked in for a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I'm not cut out to be a special education teacher? What if my dreams were just silly little ideas but wont' be able to handle it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-1096870581926935799?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/1096870581926935799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=1096870581926935799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1096870581926935799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1096870581926935799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/01/disaster.html' title='Disaster'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-3291046453395203044</id><published>2011-01-02T15:55:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T16:27:01.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break</title><content type='html'>okay, okay, I'll finally get around to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't have pictures... so you might just have to use your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a whole week off early for Christmas which was super nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob didn't work the last Friday I had work so he spent his day Christmas shopping. His plan for my big present was going to be a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MyTouch&lt;/span&gt; 4g. When he went in, they had a promotion of buy one, get one free. Of course, he had to do it. I would have been furious if he didn't. But when he got home it didn't even register that he needed to wait for his phone. He realized he couldn't have a knew phone while keeping mine a secret, so we got brand new phones for Christmas (super early!) I love it and couldn't have been happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we started off by heading to Salt Lake to attend the Mormon Tabernacle Choir with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Archuleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That's right, we're some of the beautiful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott, Emily, Rob, and I headed up super early so that we could get good parking and eat lunch. It was freezing so we went to the first restaurant we found: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;JB's&lt;/span&gt;. It was what I called a ghetto version of Denny's. It was decent, but pretty expensive for the amount of food I got. After we were done we headed to the conference center to wait in line. It was only 5:15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; if I remember right and they didn't open the doors until 6:30. I was completely numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was great, besides the fact that I caught a nasty cold while waiting to be let inside. The whole concert my nose was running out of control and I had to keep asking Emily to borrow some toilet paper from her purse. Of course I made fun of her for having a roll while we were at the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we made good time to get out of the traffic, but got stuck in an accident with the 3 people who ran across I-15. We didn't move for a good half hour. We then somehow made it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SubZero&lt;/span&gt; to get ice cream before they closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few days I spent sick as ever hardly being able to move. It took more energy than I had to even cough. I literally have never felt so sick in my life. I ended up missing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Muhlestein&lt;/span&gt; Family Christmas party over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still had to somehow struggle into the world to get my shopping done since I put it off. It was awful and I would have to grip onto the cart hoping to not pass out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.. the good stuff. Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;So on Christmas Eve my family always does the exchange between siblings and also the famous pajamas. It took me about an hour to convince Rob to join me. He has always been intimidated by my family or something and has a hard time. One there we played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dominoes&lt;/span&gt; (big mistake) and had some snacks. Eventually we opened presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited to give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kacee&lt;/span&gt; and Mattie their present I had been working on. I found an 8 piece frame set that held 12 pictures as well as a frame that said home sweet home. Instead of just giving them the frame, I scanned in and edited the mock engagement photos I took for my photography class in the summer. It was completely personalized and I loved doing it for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I was mostly excited for Christmas for the real reasons. I wanted to get the perfect thing for everyone and didn't care what I received in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing presents and playing for a while, it was finally time to go. Once back at Rob's house he said to me "You know, you could invite me to your family's stuff more often!" like it had been my fault all along that he hadn't gone. I didn't sleep that night in anticipation to tell my family about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob offered to come over for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; morning, but since no one expected him to, we didn't have much for him to open. He would have just sat having to be excited for everyone else. I let him off of the hook for that one... especially since we were up bright and early at 7 to open presents. When we were all done I got ready and headed to Rob's house to do their family presents. It took us a good while to open them since they do it one at a time. I loved everything I got and am so thankful for his family. They're so great to me... especially his mom. Over the course of the two weeks we've been off, she's repeatedly ask me: "You're leaving? When are you coming back? I know we can't hog you, but we'd rather have you here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then spent the rest of the next few days playing all the new games everyone got for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's eve eve and New Year's Eve I spent a lot of time with my dad doing shopping a such. He helped me exchange a few items when Rob wouldn't go to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had the chance on Tuesday to go to lunch with Sydney, and then on Wednesday go to lunch with Kelli. Both times we went to the Pizza Factory. I spent some time with Kelli afterwords and I really realized how thankful I am for her friendship. She pushes me to be a better person, plus is giving me the training to help me be a better teacher. She is a great listener and lets me vent when I need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here we are, its Sunday and I'm needing to go back to work tomorrow. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ughh&lt;/span&gt;.. I dread it. Especially with school (College) starting up this week too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I have some news! This past year I've struggled with my weight a little. Not too bad, but definitely more than the rest of my teeny tiny family does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Mason family has decided to participate in our own version of the biggest loser. We'll each contribute 5 dollars each month, and if we lost the most percentage of weight, we get forty dollars! I'm particularly excited about it because we can all help each other and be healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realized until last night, but I will have the luck of my college classes on my side with: Nutrition, Fitness for Life, and Kickboxing. This will be great! I'm a little nervous for kickboxing, since its almost two hours long, but it will be great to get into shape and to do it the right way with tons of support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Happy New Year everyone, now that I've bored you to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. one last thing to add, today I finished &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mockingjay&lt;/span&gt;, the last book of The Hunger Games. I love it! I cannot wait for the movies to come out.. clear in 2013. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;uuuuughhh&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-3291046453395203044?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/3291046453395203044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=3291046453395203044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3291046453395203044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3291046453395203044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-break.html' title='Christmas Break'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-6223351825088319766</id><published>2010-12-15T13:32:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T15:31:16.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZZr1ALFldU/TQknyqqrawI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1hyNTvjDafs/s1600/celebrate.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZZr1ALFldU/TQknyqqrawI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1hyNTvjDafs/s200/celebrate.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551011767111084802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Celebrate the finals are over!! Thank goodness, I don't think I could stand one more day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I finished my last final last night and ended up with like a 106% in psychology. It was the only class I really worried about since I put off the tests. 4 classes and all done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I definitely need a year or so off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But for now, let's celebrate the end of the semester. And Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I finally get to think about Christmas. It has been the furthest thing on my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks for listening and cheering in celebration with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Miss Brylie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. don't you just love the celebrate picture I found? I feel like making some blocks that match it. I love it. Love Love Love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Brylie/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-6223351825088319766?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/6223351825088319766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=6223351825088319766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6223351825088319766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6223351825088319766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/12/finals.html' title='Finals'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZZr1ALFldU/TQknyqqrawI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1hyNTvjDafs/s72-c/celebrate.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-5873956443017090906</id><published>2010-12-06T16:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T17:05:25.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay.. I'm awful.</title><content type='html'>I promise, once this new handy dandy computer gets here, I'll be much better. Plus it will also mean that finals are over. This is something I cannot wait to have happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear these tests will be the death of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished one test... (not even a final, just a random end of semester test), and now I have an hour til Biology starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally ordered a new computer on Thanksgiving. Super good deal! But it didn't ship until TODAY. Lame.. I know. But it promises to be here by Wednesday. Hopefully this is true since I have a 12 page paper due this weekend and my dad's laptop is not cutting it for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much news or anything going on except school.&lt;br /&gt;I did put up a little "Mason/Muhlestein" christmas tree though! Complete with paper decorations because we didn't have any. Also, the scissors weren't working well so I practically tore the paper.&lt;br /&gt;Still, its our little special christmas tree and I'll take what I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if only I knew what to get everyone for christmas... then I could put presents under the tree. That bit of worrying will have to wait until next Tuesday. When I will be done with finals and this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Did I mention that its almost finals?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, even though I've been ignoring you guys, I truly do love you. Hope to be back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-5873956443017090906?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/5873956443017090906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=5873956443017090906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5873956443017090906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5873956443017090906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/12/okay-im-awful.html' title='Okay.. I&apos;m awful.'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-151731274692135869</id><published>2010-11-24T22:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T22:31:50.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No computer</title><content type='html'>Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I got your hopes up and all... but the new and fancy computer had to be returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was freezing out of control, which isn't normal for a brand new computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully on black friday I can find a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have been stuck with hours upon hours of homework. Its ridiculous how much I have.. and I'm dreading every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you and I'll get back to you after the holiday with hopefully a new computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Brylie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-151731274692135869?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/151731274692135869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=151731274692135869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/151731274692135869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/151731274692135869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-computer.html' title='No computer'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-4572181238173538183</id><published>2010-10-31T13:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T13:24:22.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>School sucks. Really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could just run away from it and be done... but I'm afraid it doesn't work like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm supposed to be writing a short short about "murder, in which a murderer is convicted and sentenced to death. Cover the feelings of both the felon and the victim's family in your story. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't written a word yet. I got stuck on the murderers name. At first, I was trying to think of boy names, but what if that's the trick! Maybe in class (ethics and values) he'll bring up how everyone assumes its a boy. What a stereotype it is. But I also don't think I want to do a story about a girl.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I don't want to do a story at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of lately, I feel like I'm completely overwhelmed by school work. There is always another big project waiting to be done.&lt;br /&gt;It'll never be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had two papers due by Friday and didn't do those until the day of, and I still have a 5 minute powerpoint I have to make up about cancer for biology, and write this stupid short story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the fact I have to help Rob with his math class, which gave us a week and a half to do a HUGE homework assignment (like 70 problems) and prepare for his test this Saturday. And we need to catch up on his Meteorology as we are only on chapter 3, everyone else is scheduled to be on chapter 9.&lt;br /&gt;Also, he has a paper due tonight. Ughh... I forgot about that until just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this semester only half way over, I can't wait until next semester when I can take all electives, minus a stupid humanities class (I ended up dropping Intro to Philosophy.. it was TOO hard when I was at 15 credits. Plus I didn't even understand it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With how busy school is keeping me, I'm thinking I want to take a year off before I go into the Special Education program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want things to settle down, and secretly, when I think about being a teacher on my own, it scares me to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher I work with is gone 4-5 times a month.... which is a lot! I'm left in charge and I seriously question my decision sometimes. I know as a teacher it will be completely different when its my classroom, and the students will know my authority more. But what if they don't? What if I'm left with a class I can't get control over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, right now, I'm content being an aide. I would love to have a year off to just take my time and get more prepared for the idea of being on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how that ends up going... but I should honestly get back to writing my short story........... hmmm what name should I give to my murderer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-4572181238173538183?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/4572181238173538183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=4572181238173538183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4572181238173538183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4572181238173538183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/10/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Brylie Muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15996607763795493620</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-6776127473315207727</id><published>2010-10-30T21:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T22:09:27.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TMzp8O8ujhI/AAAAAAAABXk/87VdQnd1CvQ/s1600/DSCF2514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TMzp8O8ujhI/AAAAAAAABXk/87VdQnd1CvQ/s400/DSCF2514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534055263145725458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TMzp75-R-4I/AAAAAAAABXc/s_QnMCj6h18/s1600/DSCF2515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TMzp75-R-4I/AAAAAAAABXc/s_QnMCj6h18/s400/DSCF2515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534055257515096962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TMzp7k3UKXI/AAAAAAAABXU/B6fLC-qXvag/s1600/DSCF2516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TMzp7k3UKXI/AAAAAAAABXU/B6fLC-qXvag/s400/DSCF2516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534055251848735090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TMzp7EGwIvI/AAAAAAAABXM/Zg1_dIz_gXQ/s1600/DSCF2517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TMzp7EGwIvI/AAAAAAAABXM/Zg1_dIz_gXQ/s400/DSCF2517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534055243055112946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year was so fun at work, I really am so glad that I work somewhere that gives me an excuse to still dress up... even if I can never think of something until the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent all morning and afternoon looking for a new computer. My old laptop decided to crap out and wasn't charging... and once I found out I could trade it in (under the condition it turned on) for a discount, of course it decided to die completely. It would take all the power and short out the power supply cord when you plugged it in. Weirdest thing of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, I have a new computer!! Big bonus (one of my favorite things about it, besides it works and is fast) is that it has a built in memory card reader! Yes! that will make posting pictures and actually blogging a million times easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, sometime to come will be my blogs about Disneyland 2010 and the BYU game.&lt;br /&gt;Also, possibly a look at what we did at school for Halloween (minus the pictures of the students). But you can have a picture of me and Miss Sydney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Halloween.... after looking and buying a new computer, I was able to come to Rob's house and we had a yummy dinner. The Rob got all dressed up in his Jack Sparrow costume, including make up:), and I got dressed as Hermione Granger. We went Trick or Treating with Caden and Kyler for a little while, then headed back to the Mason's to have hot chocolate and watch some pretty awesome movies on TV. Now we're snuggling up and getting warm in blankets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-6776127473315207727?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/6776127473315207727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=6776127473315207727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6776127473315207727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6776127473315207727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TMzp8O8ujhI/AAAAAAAABXk/87VdQnd1CvQ/s72-c/DSCF2514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-5105977190456479187</id><published>2010-10-24T14:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T14:42:59.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear bloggin world</title><content type='html'>I know you've missed me... and I've missed you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a while now, we've had this love hate relationship, but this is all about to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at the BYU game with Sydney, she commented on how I need to start blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;I gave up for a while because it was pointless... I felt I was just boring the world and no one even cared to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm up for the challenge to start blogging again,&lt;br /&gt;I would just post everything now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't have my card reader to get all my fun pictures off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll let you all be anxious for the posts that are sure to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Disneyland 2010!&lt;br /&gt;-BYU vs. Wyoming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe even more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-5105977190456479187?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/5105977190456479187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=5105977190456479187' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5105977190456479187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5105977190456479187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/10/dear-bloggin-world.html' title='Dear bloggin world'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-4101763351899747542</id><published>2010-07-24T12:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T12:35:48.959-06:00</updated><title type='text'>haircut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsx6mE3TYI/AAAAAAAABW8/2F-Dc1NcvyI/s1600/DSCF2150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsx6mE3TYI/AAAAAAAABW8/2F-Dc1NcvyI/s400/DSCF2150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497542652858944898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsx6JCt9LI/AAAAAAAABW0/KZEAQ8trKsw/s1600/DSCF2160.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its been ages since I've done anything different with my hair. Its always been long and layers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew it the longest its been but with my layers and such.. it felt stringy.. gross.. and was never down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (friday) I decided I couldn't take it anymore. I went to get it done and actually only planned on a few inches off. I knew the girl that was doing it for me even though I was just at good old fantastic sams. and we ended up going a lot shorter than I ever planned. I struggle to get it to stay in a pony tail even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping the change will be good enough though I haven't adjusted yet. Hopefully it will be a million times easier to keep up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-4101763351899747542?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/4101763351899747542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=4101763351899747542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4101763351899747542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4101763351899747542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/07/haircut.html' title='haircut!'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsx6mE3TYI/AAAAAAAABW8/2F-Dc1NcvyI/s72-c/DSCF2150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-7908607784608139945</id><published>2010-06-26T12:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T12:47:17.569-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Adventures.. the proof.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TCZIrV2trQI/AAAAAAAABWM/UubGTrKFSO8/s1600/DSCF2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TCZIrV2trQI/AAAAAAAABWM/UubGTrKFSO8/s400/DSCF2001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487153105435733250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TCZIqp2kC-I/AAAAAAAABWE/XgEYTpmpPDI/s1600/birthday+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TCZIqp2kC-I/AAAAAAAABWE/XgEYTpmpPDI/s400/birthday+hat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487153093623942114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-7908607784608139945?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/7908607784608139945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=7908607784608139945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7908607784608139945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7908607784608139945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/06/birthday-adventures-proof.html' title='Birthday Adventures.. the proof.'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TCZIrV2trQI/AAAAAAAABWM/UubGTrKFSO8/s72-c/DSCF2001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-1375752294564586212</id><published>2010-06-21T11:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T11:44:35.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney is married!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TB-ik1zqvaI/AAAAAAAABVc/L0cjPh-mx30/s1600/jumping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TB-ik1zqvaI/AAAAAAAABVc/L0cjPh-mx30/s400/jumping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485281624963333538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. Her photographers are AWESOME. I love them. So far I've only seen about 10 of the pictures but this one is my favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sydney and I are only a few months apart. Our huge family is really close and would constantly be getting together. I was always closest to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sydney&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.. of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were little we would always play around and when we would go to the mall we would hook our pinkies saying we were Siamese twins. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Haha like they wouldn’t separate us if it REALLY did happen like that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loved to get ice cream at Taco Amigo and walk to the park. We were best buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we graduated we didn’t keep in contact as much since she moved up to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Utah&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and I stayed down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until she recently moved back and in the spring semester we took a couple classes together. We spent 3 nights a week together just chatting and having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so weird to not see her once the semester was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she is a married woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, June 17 I headed over to the church for her reception right after work. We set up from 12 until 7 when the reception started. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(You should have seen my awesome, ridiculously red sunburn.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, June 18 she was married in the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Salt Lake City&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Temple&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; to David Raynes.&lt;br /&gt;I guess he’ll do. He better take excellent care of her though… &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OR ELSE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I'm pretty sure he will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-1375752294564586212?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/1375752294564586212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=1375752294564586212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1375752294564586212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1375752294564586212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/06/sydney-is-married.html' title='Sydney is married!'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TB-ik1zqvaI/AAAAAAAABVc/L0cjPh-mx30/s72-c/jumping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-5516830288926919179</id><published>2010-06-21T11:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T11:32:41.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Surprise</title><content type='html'>On Friday after all the wedding festivities... a surprise came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed up to Rob's house and after a little while of waiting, we headed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me I was NOT to peek. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Now this was a tad bit of a problem for me. I am a peeker! I ALWAYS peek. When I was in elementary school playing "Heads Up, 7 up" I would look at the shoes and peek. That's how much of a peeker I am.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't this time.. I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, he stopped where he wasn't supposed to, put on his blinker when not needed, etc. all to just throw me off. After a 30 minute drive for what only takes about 10 we finally arrived at Brick Oven.&lt;br /&gt;Then I walked inside and there was his ENTIRE family. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISE PARTY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun with yummmmmmy food. Josh and Rob also had the balloon guy make me a hat. They specifically asked for the most embarrassing thing, preferably something to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy was amazing and made me an alien like &lt;a href="http://tipdeck.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Make-Your-Own-Alien.jpg"&gt;this one &lt;/a&gt;but the arms went around my head and he sat on my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;              There was not a single person who didn't stare at my hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after the dinner party was over we headed back to Rob's family's house.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone kept disappearing but I thought nothing of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob kept saying he needed to go &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;number 2 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and then would end up showing up 20 minutes later.  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Quite normal actually. Gross)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally everyone was there and they brought out the most delicious &lt;a href="http://www.brixpicks.com/uploads/media/2008/09_08-09_14/strawberryshortcake.jpg"&gt;strawberry shortcake &lt;/a&gt;with &lt;/span&gt;sprinkles, tons of whip cream, strawberries AND raspberries. Yummmmy. They sang happy birthday and let me blow out the candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was the end and I just enjoyed my dessert while watching random America's Got Talent videos on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes later Rob comes in, grabs my hand and walks me outside without saying a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you remember, last summer we &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Jessica, Josh, Rob and I... sometimes Scott and Emily) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would go up to the canyon to watch a movie.. like we did for my &lt;a href="http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-night-with-masons.html"&gt;birthday last year.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead they set up everything in the backyard. This included air matresses, movie theater popcorn, and blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was disappearing to get it all set up. I couldn't believe how awesome it was and I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched The Blindside since Rob and I had wanted to watch it for a few weeks but haven't gotten around to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the most perfect surprises ever and I really didn't expect them to keep going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks MASONS :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorry, for some reason it wouldn't let me upload pictures. Blogger is trying to ruin my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-5516830288926919179?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/5516830288926919179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=5516830288926919179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5516830288926919179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5516830288926919179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/06/birthday-surprise.html' title='Birthday Surprise'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-2939989515300538984</id><published>2010-06-07T11:58:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T12:21:58.988-06:00</updated><title type='text'>California Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TA04tfayeVI/AAAAAAAABVM/R8kTV68Bnig/s1600/DSCF2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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It was SOOOO early but I was anxious to get going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She picked me up at about 5 and we headed up to the airport. It was a quick 2 hour flight with a stop in Phoenix. The flight went well except on our landing in Phoenix. My eye had a pounding pain and wouldn't stop watering. It was awful and I thought my eye would pop out. The second landing went smooth though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we arrived Kelli's Mom (Sherry), two sisters (Brenda and Tara), and Tara's Friend Kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed right to the San Diego Zoo where we looked at every single animal. Most of them twice even!&lt;br /&gt;It was cool since I haven't been there since I was young and didn't remember anything. I took tons of pictures (soon to follow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed home and instantly went swimming.&lt;br /&gt;After we headed to Dominic's for some delicious pizza :). I used my left overs for my dinner the whole week as I am too picky to eat whatever the other people were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also took a walk on the beach and spent some time in our &lt;a href="https://www.worldmarktheclub.com/resorts/oh/"&gt;Worldmark Resort. &lt;/a&gt;I didn't have to pay a dime for the hotel which was SWEEEEEEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelli and I also made a quick trip to the grocery store to purchase some yummy snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We got up and headed to Sea World! I was the most excited to see Sea World but ended up a tad let down. For $70 a day it was not worth it. The shows were alright and didn't have much to look at. It wasn't an all day adventure at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did enjoy the Shamu show "Believe" though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned to the beach as it was only a short walk from the resort and rinsed off in the swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We decided to have a day just to relax. We spent some time at the beach and even made a sand turtle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the time at the beach we walked through the shops at the harbor and I bought a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night we headed to the next town over, Carlsbad, and had dinner with Kelli's cousin Greg at a Mexican restaurant called Los Olas (it means the waves). I had a quesadilla and it was quite yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up watching movies for the rest of the night taking it easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we headed down back to Carlsbad to do some shopping but didn't really find a whole lot. Instead we made our way to the beach down there and looked for shells. I found a few but was a little disappointed by how few they had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got some more sun and after an hour Brenda and Sherry were tired and wanted to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a good amount of time talking to Rob about the funeral and other things about the week. I always had to go on the balcony when I wanted to call or text anyone since T Mobile had NO service inside. It sucked.  Then I met everyone down at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening Kelli, Tara, Kim, and I walked down to the gas station to have some treats to eat while watching a movie. I missed most of the movies because I was too occupied talking to Rob again on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was the Del Taco down the street. Tacos were on sale for 36 cents. Yes that's 13 cents cheaper than Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I packed up most of my stuff and went to bed exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning I was anxious to get home and see Rob. I missed him really bad and was excited he was picking me up. The flight wasn't bad and it went by pretty quick. As soon as I saw him I ran to his arms and gave him the biggest hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we were already in Salt Lake and we needed to get some extra credit we stopped at the Clark Planetarium. It was so cool and I was so much more fascinated than I would have ever been if I wasn't taking this class.&lt;br /&gt;We then headed down home and went to the Pizza Pie Cafe since Scott and Emily said it was the place to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I though it was very delicious and is one of my new favorites. Please check it out.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we went to Prince of Persia .. it was alright, and I mostly just enjoyed spending the time with Rob but I don't plan on seeing the movie ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-2042411871906606265?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/2042411871906606265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=2042411871906606265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2042411871906606265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2042411871906606265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/06/san-diegooceanside.html' title='San Diego/Oceanside'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-4379711646234960078</id><published>2010-06-06T22:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:50:00.988-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer time... and the livin's easy... right?</title><content type='html'>School has been out for a week now, but I haven't had much time to tell you about it.&lt;br /&gt;I miss it but it still doesn't feel real to me what all has been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last week of school was great and I loved it. Although, the last weekend before school got out Rob's grandma had some medical problems and has since passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew her before I knew Rob actually. My mom and her would go to the temple together and my mom loved to visit with her. Whenever she would go to visit she would drag at least one of the kids with her... So I got a good chance at getting to know her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was funny and would talk for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I became friends with Rob she would always tell me "You know, I don't think he's seeing anyone. He could be your girlfriend!" I would laugh at the mix up but she knew it would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past couple years she has gone down hill with not remembering much. She would often tell me and Rob that she would drive us to Vegas to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have endless stories about her actually. She was a great great lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She passed away on Monday, May 31, 2010. Memorial Day. I felt awful but was unable to attend her funeral. It was the hardest thing to not be able to go. I wanted to so bad as Rob's family is like my own. No one usually understands how close I am with them and how often I see them. Its more than I see my own normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, Josh is home from Afghanistan!!!! He came home Saturday, May 29. It was so fun being there to pick him up and seeing the family reunited. I am SO glad I was at least home to experience it. He is a great guy and I missed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating him coming home, we had 3 BBQ nights in a row. It was so yummy!! I love spending the nights outside, even if I smell like smoke for the next forever.&lt;br /&gt;That lasted Saturday, Sunday, and Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then had to leave on a trip and leave those I love behind in their time of sadness. But they survived and I came back to hugs and kisses knowing they missed me as much as I missed them. I'm glad they knew the pain for me being gone and didn't hold it against me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-4379711646234960078?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/4379711646234960078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=4379711646234960078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4379711646234960078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4379711646234960078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-time-and-livins-easy-right.html' title='Summer time... and the livin&apos;s easy... right?'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-2810953884517294439</id><published>2010-05-08T15:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T15:35:18.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School is a bore</title><content type='html'>I finally sat down today and figured out all my schooling for Summer and Fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very excited to see that I have 27 credits, which is a lot more than I thought I had... I am practically halfway (like I should be).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I also took a look at what I needed in generals and what actually counted.&lt;br /&gt;After figuring that out and making many charts, I registered for Summer and Fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was perfect, all I would need by Spring 2011 is 7 credits of elective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited and couldn't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked at how much my 12 credit summer tuition would be.&lt;br /&gt;$2muchmoney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted all my loans besides 200 dollars. Perfect, times that by 11 and that is how much I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dropped my online English class just so it could be more affordable. Now just times it by 10ish. (The teacher was supposed to be awful anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, 10 credits in 2011.. not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I am going to be stepping on needles trying to make this work and pay for school. Secretly, I would have more money for loans when I dropped a class here and there..... but I spent it. Mostly on Christmas and things. I was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe somehow, some way, I can find another couple hundred bucks to spend on summer and then in fall I can get extra money to pay myself back. We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-2810953884517294439?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/2810953884517294439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=2810953884517294439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2810953884517294439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2810953884517294439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/05/school-is-bore.html' title='School is a bore'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-7039757236072386497</id><published>2010-04-29T18:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:28:58.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>:) ESY</title><content type='html'>The school year is coming to a close. I have loved my job so much this year and the kids are really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... I didn't know what I was going to do in the summer. I have yet to sign up for summer classes and I had no job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Kelli and she said the district does Extended School Year aka summer school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She emailed the lady and gave me a quick recommendation as well as getting me the information I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers turned in the information to the district of what students qualify the week after spring break. It took them a little while to compile all the info and she told me it would take another couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would have been this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I emailed her, stressed that I wouldn't have a job, or that I would end up with 2 and have to let one down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nicely told her I needed to know one way or the other so I would know if I should start looking ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently some teachers are behind and still getting the information to the district, 3 weeks late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to plan on me being there with more info to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend all my time with one of two students, who both with be at summer school. I can't wait!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-7039757236072386497?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/7039757236072386497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=7039757236072386497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7039757236072386497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7039757236072386497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/04/esy.html' title=':) ESY'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-4961920636423590254</id><published>2010-04-18T21:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:34:18.474-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So.. lets chat</title><content type='html'>Its been a while... a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really report on much, I haven't been up to anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the boring things that have happened lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.I finished my history class.. C-. Normally I hate not getting A's... but this class.. I'll deal with the C-.. it was awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Robert and I are into &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt; [MD]. Best.Show.Ever. We're just about done with the first season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.I dyed my hair blonde. Much more natural looking and I love it (for now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Work is almost over, and it will be another dreary summer with nothing to do. I didn't do a student loan for summer yet and it might possibly be too late. Most likely I won't be taking any classes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.I need a summer job. Hopefully I'll hear back real soon that they need my help in summer school. (Cross your fingers) if not.. help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.I've been struggling with a co-worker more than usual. It drives me insane. I probably just have no patience for normal people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. I feel almost non-existent at my house. Invisible. Even when I am there, no one notices, so I spend much of my time at Rob's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Beginning of March I got a new car. :) My grandmother who I love so much sold it to me. She's so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Rob, Jessica, and I have begun playing silly night tricks while scaring ourselves silly. We literally got nightmares. Included in these games: night vision goggles, charlie brown, and a loaded .22 gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.I LOVE LOVE LOVE the kids that I work with. They're my life. I wish I could take them home with me. Hopefully I get to be in summer school with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.We've done lots of remodeling at my house. New laminate floors, new paint, new carpet, new bathrooms. To go with the new carpet in my room, I had to reorganize everything. I also purchased a new comforter that makes me not want to get out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Because of the remodeling at my house, I want to re-do Rob's room and make it more homey... its like a family room/computer room/bedroom all rolled into one.  I would love to take down the silly stop sign he has and put up cute decorations... and even have lamps. He refuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Rice packs have become the new fad. They are referred to as "the warms."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.I was doing so good with going to the gym 3+ times a week and have lost my motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.I purchased 200 dollars work of bottoms/jeans at old navy. They actually fit and make me feel so much better, plus my tush doesn't get exposed on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.The warm inspired me and rob to go out for a picnic this afternoon. It was then followed by me doing homework in the shade while he played basketball. I am so excited for summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.The top two things on my list are BBQs in the backyard and movies in the canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Rob's Bro-in-law (I might as well say mine too.. we're close enough) Josh will be home in just a couple of months!! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. The week after school gets out I will be going to San Diego with Kelli/Mrs. M and a few of her family members. I was super stoked when she asked me. I am just hoping I don't miss Josh's homecoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Sydney (my cousin.. whom we are hooked at the pinky) is getting married and I am a bridesmaid. We've had 2 classes with each other this semester and its been way fun getting to reconnect. It seems crazy she is getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't much more I can think of... any questions, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;   Or just drop in and say hello.&lt;br /&gt;                       It will give me more motivation to say on top of blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-4961920636423590254?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/4961920636423590254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=4961920636423590254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4961920636423590254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4961920636423590254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-lets-chat.html' title='So.. lets chat'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-2894743506305603450</id><published>2010-03-17T15:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T15:06:29.282-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates Pizza</title><content type='html'>A few days ago on Saturday Jessica (Rob's sister) asked me to babysit for her while she attended a funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agreed and she gave the suggestion of us going to Pirate Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be absoultely mad but I dragged Rob with me and off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as bad as I though. The food was delicious and the kids had so much fun. The waitress even referred to us as the parents of Caden and Kyler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;                    But no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT ready to have a 2 and 4 year old... almost 3 and 5. That would mean I had a child at 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was so cute to see Rob take charge, actually discipline the kids but still be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     While we were heading to the arcade, he offered to take all of our stuff back to the car. I waited with the kids and looked around helplessly. Kyler was dragging me down and trying to roll on the floor and Caden was anxious to play games.. but it was a crowded Saturday night and I already had my arms full of coats (since it was snowing) and could barely hold Kyler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               I loved how much Rob was helping. He came back and took charge. He will be such a great dad one day... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-2894743506305603450?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/2894743506305603450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=2894743506305603450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2894743506305603450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2894743506305603450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/03/pirates-pizza.html' title='Pirates Pizza'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-831022259595294232</id><published>2010-03-17T14:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T15:00:31.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Days of Madness</title><content type='html'>The best news ever reached me probably the end of January. Kelli (aka Mrs. M at work) would be gone for a week in March. This slowly got changed to just three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those three days started today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even on a normal one day only sub day... its madness. I come home and crash instantly. Today though was the beginning. I felt like I never sat down, never got a chance to breathe... I never even went to the restroom once! I wasn't even busy... we had enough and plus some peer tutors.... but I still was all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be worse. It will be like today, times two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I can't even imagine. I will definitely be celebrating the last day after work. I am going to eat as much pizza as I can fit in my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tomorrow we have a better sub! AND hopefully I live to make it through this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-831022259595294232?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/831022259595294232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=831022259595294232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/831022259595294232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/831022259595294232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/03/three-days-of-madness.html' title='Three Days of Madness'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-9119079265153638923</id><published>2010-02-27T16:30:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T16:35:04.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brown vs. blonde</title><content type='html'>So I have loved loved loved having brown hair. I've done so many  different shades of it. But I've looked at old pictures.... and again I  long for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since I've had blonde hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My problem? I always have such a hard time changing so drastically. I am super nervous, even though I could just re-dye my hair back dark after if I absolutely hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your opinion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some old blondie pictures to remember me by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S4mrx4NJKmI/AAAAAAAABQ8/1edKNIm8DlM/s1600-h/alone.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S4mrx4NJKmI/AAAAAAAABQ8/1edKNIm8DlM/s320/alone.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443070498043406946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S4mrxquVqII/AAAAAAAABQ0/jy6Nyo-tiV0/s1600-h/girls+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S4mrxquVqII/AAAAAAAABQ0/jy6Nyo-tiV0/s320/girls+night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443070494424541314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S4mrxek67TI/AAAAAAAABQs/coHgtvZrKu4/s1600-h/glasses.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S4mrxek67TI/AAAAAAAABQs/coHgtvZrKu4/s320/glasses.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443070491163815218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-9119079265153638923?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/9119079265153638923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=9119079265153638923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/9119079265153638923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/9119079265153638923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/02/brown-vs-blonde.html' title='brown vs. blonde'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S4mrx4NJKmI/AAAAAAAABQ8/1edKNIm8DlM/s72-c/alone.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-6836534886667250795</id><published>2010-02-26T20:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T20:05:28.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework week</title><content type='html'>I have officially finished all my assignments for my Exceptional Students class. Except for the final and a few quizzes here and there.... I'm done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also am halfway done with my history class. Its awful reading and then quizzes about the chapter. I usually just skim and then use the book (as suggested) to find the answers I missed.&lt;br /&gt;As I just took the midterm, I got 26/60. That is like 43%. That really bummed my mood. A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ASL class is going great and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all my classes (minus my online history class) with my cousin Sydney. She is amazing and I am so glad we have gotten to spend time with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I'm still stoked I'm done with E.S. and the semester is half over! Geez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-6836534886667250795?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/6836534886667250795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=6836534886667250795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6836534886667250795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6836534886667250795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/02/homework-week.html' title='Homework week'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-8729149603529994628</id><published>2010-02-18T20:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T20:11:36.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiddos and Freedom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h75/DEADdolliie92/Unleash-Freedom.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 296px;" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h75/DEADdolliie92/Unleash-Freedom.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To inform you all.... since my last post about my &lt;a href="http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/12/finals-and-random-thoughts.html"&gt;Palmer cousins&lt;/a&gt;, they have moved out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting too crazy for my whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lies after lies, story after story, disrespect and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my parents told the state that it was too much for our family and they are gone. They're currently living with they're grandma (dad's mom). She doesn't have work or other kids to take care of. She also has a bedroom for each of them. Also, because she is a grandma, and not a random aunt, they listen to her better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad they're gone and the house has been more peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do feel like though, there are more fights between siblings. Maybe before we were just too distracted by hating every day that we bonded more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... they're gone and we're free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-8729149603529994628?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/8729149603529994628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=8729149603529994628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8729149603529994628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8729149603529994628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/02/kiddos.html' title='Kiddos and Freedom!'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-3988089456043762093</id><published>2010-02-18T19:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T20:07:08.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen Ipod</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dvice.com/pics/masterlockipodcage-sb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 552px;" src="http://dvice.com/pics/masterlockipodcage-sb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so this was completely my fault to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;During the winter, if I locked my doors to my car I was unable to get back into my car, since the locks would freeze. I got into the habit of unlocking just the driver side door.&lt;br /&gt;So now, even though its warming up a bit, I have still been leaving it unlocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, my ipod was still in my car after I worked out to charge up a bit for the next time I went to the Orem Fitness Center.... a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't like the ipod was COMPLETELY out in the open, it was well covered.&lt;br /&gt;But some thieves decided to just open my car door and go through MY belongings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They took my ipod. Complete with the headphones and money tucked in the silicone cover (just in case OFC decides that Novell isn't on the let in list any longer). Also, they took the ipod player that Rob bought me for my birthday last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so mad and frustrated. They also went through Rob's car... but nothing was in it to take.... since they took everything the last time they were around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is my new ipod beauty. It should be here any day! Its smaller... for working out. Its orange. I love orange!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dclstore.co.uk/images/products/apple-ipod-nano-8gb-4th-gen-orange-mb742zo-a-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://www.dclstore.co.uk/images/products/apple-ipod-nano-8gb-4th-gen-orange-mb742zo-a-l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-3988089456043762093?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/3988089456043762093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=3988089456043762093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3988089456043762093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3988089456043762093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/02/stolen-ipod.html' title='Stolen Ipod'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-8347266884121434630</id><published>2010-02-18T19:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T15:36:52.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Dance</title><content type='html'>Today was probably the greatest day ever at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to plan a Valentine's Dance with Orem Jr. because we had one with them last year. Then it hit me! Why are we planning a dance with kids we don't know, when we could plan one with Orem High School and have our old students come and dance with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((My favorite part though by far, was seeing one particular student (who really is lazy most the time) get up and dance... like really dancing and boogie-ing by herself!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun to see the old kids, I loved it and it just made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate having to have kids move on... it makes me really sad.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, only like 2 1/2 months left until we lose 3 more :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it almost summer already? This year went by so fast I cannot believe it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I will do in the summer... except cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully though, I get my part-time aide job in the summer school and I can possibly work with some of the students in my class... plus meet some new students. I am crossing my fingers they call me and need me. I would love to see what it is like in other teachers classrooms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-8347266884121434630?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/8347266884121434630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=8347266884121434630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8347266884121434630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8347266884121434630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-dance.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Dance'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-6843370234497867160</id><published>2010-02-18T19:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T19:42:54.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caden &amp; Brylie Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S335e0pN9wI/AAAAAAAABQk/uIL0DDaMpaI/s1600-h/DSCF2056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S335e0pN9wI/AAAAAAAABQk/uIL0DDaMpaI/s400/DSCF2056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439778232856344322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S335eivtquI/AAAAAAAABQc/lQqCxRXnzoQ/s1600-h/DSCF2059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S335eivtquI/AAAAAAAABQc/lQqCxRXnzoQ/s400/DSCF2059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439778228051749602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S335eLIaYQI/AAAAAAAABQU/dHBWTXKU0Wc/s1600-h/DSCF2061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S335eLIaYQI/AAAAAAAABQU/dHBWTXKU0Wc/s400/DSCF2061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439778221712892162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday/President's Day, Caden and I finally got to go on our date!&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be fun to do, but we've been talking about it for at least 2 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had just barely eaten lunch, but he didn't care, he was set on going to Chuck-E-Cheese.&lt;br /&gt;It was a little crowded but that didn't stop us from eating yummy pizza, playing fun games, or riding cool rides.&lt;br /&gt;We ended up with 84 tickets! Yaaaay go us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got a roller suction cup stick thing and a sticker puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't want Kyler to feel bad, so after we headed down to the dollar store to pick out a couple of things, including: a walk climber (Pooh bear), a ball that attaches to your wrist so it comes back, and a yo-yo ball.&lt;br /&gt;Then of course we had to get something for mommy/Jessica, so Caden picked out some glass cups and some candy then helped me fill it before we gave it to mommy. I couldn't NOT give one to Rob... so I made one for him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun to give Caden 100% attention and let him do whatever he wanted!&lt;br /&gt;I loved spending time with just him :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-6843370234497867160?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/6843370234497867160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=6843370234497867160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6843370234497867160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6843370234497867160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/02/caden-brylie-date.html' title='Caden &amp; Brylie Date'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S335e0pN9wI/AAAAAAAABQk/uIL0DDaMpaI/s72-c/DSCF2056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-7660239129008333787</id><published>2010-02-18T19:27:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T19:35:23.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flowers :)</title><content type='html'>These are the lovely flowers that Rob gave me for Valentine's day... with the bear :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S3340Vy_7bI/AAAAAAAABQM/ueVJqIgYcgM/s1600-h/DSCF2054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S3340Vy_7bI/AAAAAAAABQM/ueVJqIgYcgM/s400/DSCF2054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439777503021362610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S334spJBfEI/AAAAAAAABQE/7sIy3ydAIHY/s1600-h/DSCF2052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S334spJBfEI/AAAAAAAABQE/7sIy3ydAIHY/s400/DSCF2052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439777370775059522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S334gRtLQOI/AAAAAAAABP8/wsVwBRTDZsw/s1600-h/DSCF2102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S334gRtLQOI/AAAAAAAABP8/wsVwBRTDZsw/s400/DSCF2102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439777158325813474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S334gOa4GqI/AAAAAAAABP0/ISLx6Fyk-vU/s1600-h/DSCF2103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S334gOa4GqI/AAAAAAAABP0/ISLx6Fyk-vU/s400/DSCF2103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439777157443754658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S334ftCliAI/AAAAAAAABPs/dz93GnM9PM4/s1600-h/DSCF2114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S334ftCliAI/AAAAAAAABPs/dz93GnM9PM4/s400/DSCF2114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439777148483504130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S334fRgCV2I/AAAAAAAABPk/tbZpSFkQF5k/s1600-h/DSCF2121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S334fRgCV2I/AAAAAAAABPk/tbZpSFkQF5k/s400/DSCF2121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439777141090834274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S334e50qoHI/AAAAAAAABPc/9TOgJhp24g0/s1600-h/DSCF2123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S334e50qoHI/AAAAAAAABPc/9TOgJhp24g0/s400/DSCF2123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439777134734909554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-7660239129008333787?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/7660239129008333787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=7660239129008333787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7660239129008333787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7660239129008333787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/02/flowers.html' title='flowers :)'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S3340Vy_7bI/AAAAAAAABQM/ueVJqIgYcgM/s72-c/DSCF2054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-7793989529851973055</id><published>2010-02-17T17:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T17:43:48.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kaboodle.com/hi/img/2/0/0/42/7/AAAAAjAIC_8AAAAAAEJxDw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.kaboodle.com/hi/img/2/0/0/42/7/AAAAAjAIC_8AAAAAAEJxDw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend started on Saturday. My family was putting in new wood floors and the door rang. I came down to the most beautiful flowers.. similar to the ones above... complete with a teddy bear and a bow tie. They were SOOOOOOOOOOOOO cute. Daisies are my favorite. I don't even know how he remembered or figured it out. They are gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night we made homemade pizza together. We both love the pizza and it was nice to spend time together making the food instead of spending tons of money in a crowded restaurant. After we headed down to the movies to watch &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0380510/"&gt;The Lovely Bones. &lt;/a&gt;I wouldn't have ever guessed that Rob would pick this movie. He actually wanted to see it. We both liked it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning I woke up early and made Rob breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Pink pancakes. Sunny side up eggs. Juice. and Toast.&lt;br /&gt;Yummmmmmmmmy.&lt;br /&gt;It was a surprise!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, he didn't want to fall back asleep (I assumed he would) but I was exhausted, so I took a little  nap on his couch while he played his funny computer game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob also made me *with scott... making cookies for jessica and emily as well* the cutest decorated cookie. I loved it! I almost didn't want to eat it, but I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to spend some time talking with Jessica cleaning. I love girl talk with her. (While Rob and Scott played some video game, I didn't abandon him!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great to spend time with him, even though we didn't do anything to extra special, it was special to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-7793989529851973055?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/7793989529851973055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=7793989529851973055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7793989529851973055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7793989529851973055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-weekend.html' title='Valentines Weekend'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-533490166398351335</id><published>2010-01-03T17:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:43:09.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>header</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S0E5YYpQ_fI/AAAAAAAABPU/FDZUUm5xT48/s1600-h/miss+brylie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 102px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S0E5YYpQ_fI/AAAAAAAABPU/FDZUUm5xT48/s320/miss+brylie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422678517425962482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So... I love the pictures with Nature letters...&lt;br /&gt;I changed my header.... now you can see it twice!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe once it the weather stops being so angry I will go out and take my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new collage picture frame for Christmas and hope to do something like this for the pictures inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-533490166398351335?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/533490166398351335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=533490166398351335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/533490166398351335'/><link 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Rap</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f83921b6dd81e4cb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df83921b6dd81e4cb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330392302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D478372D4BC7243A8215648C3D33C83E1015F13D2.17AFF148971FE2A1A5D13CFDDB01F7A750BC4774%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df83921b6dd81e4cb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlGo-46CUbdIcT6kOKB7WcJzoJ4M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-3650640851272083885</id><published>2010-01-03T12:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:21:23.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily's Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d5638e9a751abdc2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd5638e9a751abdc2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330392302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44BEE48613112DC9B68860AEA5EB70FB05E3E0C4.556A526053AFC12E784722DEC90886FF978E829%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd5638e9a751abdc2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9FmH4dfQezopY7fp6QN2n1J0DKY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd5638e9a751abdc2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330392302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44BEE48613112DC9B68860AEA5EB70FB05E3E0C4.556A526053AFC12E784722DEC90886FF978E829%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd5638e9a751abdc2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9FmH4dfQezopY7fp6QN2n1J0DKY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry This one is sideways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry Emily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first half I was taking pictures... and it took a while to be able to get my camera switched to video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-3650640851272083885?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-4620407839567117344</id><published>2010-01-03T12:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:15:35.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Week 2010</title><content type='html'>Rob again had Thursday to Sunday off for New Years Eve and Day. I was excited to have him back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I went over and we were watching lame TV. Why boys like to watch so much football is beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;After Rob separated from Scott and TV he came in and was playing his dumb computer game Rappelz. (I HATE THAT GAME.)&lt;br /&gt;I went out and watched the family play Skip Bo, because I came in late. Then we played the same game as last year called, Would You Rather? Its a lot of fun and I enjoy it a lot. &lt;br /&gt;I recorded videos instead of taking pictures... those will all have to be in separate posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is:&lt;br /&gt;-Emily (Rob's sister-in-law) dancing to her own music.&lt;br /&gt;-Janet "rapping".&lt;br /&gt;-Stan smelling horrible smelling things.&lt;br /&gt;-Jessica had to make the animal noises we called out... but I was running out of space on my memory card... so there isn't a video of her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played games through midnight and then did a few fireworks outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day after I had been there for probably 30 minutes, Scott was yelling at Jess to get the door. It was like 5 minutes later and he still was so I finally just walked up and answered. It was their cousin John and his wife Rebecca. It was so fun to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;For a while we watched more football.... and then we played some games.&lt;br /&gt;The first one was Hillarium. You have to act out different things and try to match with other people.&lt;br /&gt;After we played Partini... kind of like Cranium. That was fun too... but my team of Rob, Jessica, and me lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then watched a lot more football and ate delicious food. They had ribs or something.... so my mom sent me with some enchiladas so I could actually eat. We then dicussed a lot of ways for me to each healthier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Years Resolution is to start eating healthier. I have been gaining weight and all I ever eat is junk. Its ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;Once I get my snacking and eating to a better place, then I plan on starting to work in exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have such a hard time with this because after work I am usually exhausted and have no energy whatsoever to go work out. I think if I get more healthy food into my body then maybe I would have more energy........... hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-4620407839567117344?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/4620407839567117344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=4620407839567117344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4620407839567117344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4620407839567117344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-week-2010.html' title='New Years Week 2010'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-2668363184437353582</id><published>2010-01-03T11:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:02:29.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Okay.. Okay.. I am behind again. There is no need to yell... or get angry.&lt;br /&gt;I just need to find a time to sit down and do this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S0DmPExPHbI/AAAAAAAABPE/Hk71yKCuvfs/s1600-h/DSCF2075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S0DmPExPHbI/AAAAAAAABPE/Hk71yKCuvfs/s320/DSCF2075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422587098006756786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S0DmOj16PSI/AAAAAAAABO8/gTViTnRq29Q/s1600-h/DSCF2074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S0DmOj16PSI/AAAAAAAABO8/gTViTnRq29Q/s320/DSCF2074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422587089167990050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first great present was the fact that I had all of Christmas break without my cousins in our house. It was so much more quiet and calm.... I don't know how I'll get back into the routine of them around again.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. So my real Christmas started out around 7:30 in the AM. We opened our family gifts and I loved everything I got. My dad gave me the impression that they didn't buy anything for me besides what I had purchased and they reimbursed me for. I ended up getting a lot more than I thought. My favorite present was from my mom. She spent weeks organizing our old photos and putting them in albums for all of us kids. I got 3 albums worth and was so excited to show everyone. I also got a new phone... and its about time! Its a touch screen with a keyboard. A-Ma-Zing! I love it.&lt;br /&gt;Rob also got a new touch screen phone and we spent all of Christmas Eve setting them up so they would be ready for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;It was such an improvement over my old phone and it is probably my favorite phone ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I opened presents with my family, I showered and headed over to Rob's house to do presents with his family at 10. I loved everything they got me and it was so fun to see their different Christmas traditions compared to my family. Instead of everyone just opening their own presents at their own pace... They hand each other the presents one by one and everyone watches. I ended up getting Rob a PlayStation 3... mostly for the Blu Ray player. I don't understand it, but he liked it. He got me a Cricut :) (I had to talk myself out of purchasing one many times... and he would hear my debates of whether or not to get it. So naturally, he got it for me.) He also got me a TON of smelly lotions and sprays... choosing his favorites for me. A gift card to get some much needed things.... and my favorite that we can do together (drum roll please.....) Lost, Season 5! After hours of present opening that was much more exciting that I have ever had... we all just went off on our own. Rob and I set up his new surround sound receiver and his PS3. Then I showed his family how the Cricut works and how awesome they are. The boys were the most impressed and even helped me figure out how to work it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of that we had dinner... another thing I am not used to. I've never had a nice sit down dinner at Christmas like a Thanksgiving dinner. It was so much fun and I loved it. I had to head to Saratoga Springs after that to go to the Harris' family get together. Turns out I went all the way out just for socializing, and all the Christmas stuff would be the following Sunday. So I drove back to Rob's house and we all played games. I love playing games with their whole family, its so much fun! We played until probably 1:o'clock AM and then we all headed to bed. Because Scott and Emily were sleeping over, I convinced my parents to let me have a sleepover  also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was full of games and excitement as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably gained 5 pounds each day because of all the snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved that Rob had work off also from Thursday the 24th to Sunday the 27th. I spent so much time with his family that I saw his family more than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Monday came though... it was terrible to have him at work and I just wanted to have him home. Especially with the snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-2668363184437353582?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/2668363184437353582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=2668363184437353582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2668363184437353582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/2668363184437353582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/S0DmPExPHbI/AAAAAAAABPE/Hk71yKCuvfs/s72-c/DSCF2075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-4323085196681891315</id><published>2009-12-16T10:22:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T10:45:00.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals and random thoughts</title><content type='html'>So finals are over and I am finally done with my classes. I am so excited to have a break! It is amazing not having to worry about class.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to lie, my class schedule wasn't that bad. I never really had homework except stuff I could quickly do just before it was due on the weekends.  But the break is really nice and I even got to go to the choir concert at my work for the first time in over a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. A whole year at Canyon View. I cannot believe how much time flies and how much I love it. It does get difficult sometimes, even to the point where I want to cry. But I think that's why I love it so much. This is my first job that I've liked and didn't give up on after a couple of months. Its the first job that has pushed me to be a better person and more outgoing. Its forced me to get along with other people who are different. When I first started, I wouldn't have been caught dead dancing in front of people. Now I don't even care.&lt;br /&gt;Working with these kids everyday, I believe I benefit more than the kids do from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been having a hard time dealing with what I am forced to face with. When my cousins first came to live with us, I wasn't thinking how it would affect me long term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is my time to vent because if I don't here, I might drive Allex crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel uncomfortable in my own home now. I know they have no control over being here, but it makes me sick everytime I see or hear one of them complaining about how they hate it here and its so awful. We know they don't want to be here but they don't have to rub it in our faces. We actually stepped up and took them. Why can't they just accept that and blame it on their mom and not us. We didn't force them here... she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have had to just bite my tongue and not say anything to any of them. That means I am almost always silent in my own house. I absolutely hate it. I can't be free and let go when I come home from work. This has caused me to spend much more time at Rob's house. I love that I have a place to go and him and his family are so loving and they accept me and listen. They're great! But when I have to stay at home, I can't stand it. I know everyone is about making them comfortable, but its not fair that they can say and do whatever they want about us.... but if we say one negative thing in front of a certain someone, we (meaning me and my sisters) get in a lot of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that drives me the most to insanity is the fact that no one asks about our family. Its always about "well how are the kids doing?" "they must be going through an awful time." "how are they holding up?"&lt;br /&gt;I think people don't realize that our world was completely turned upside down when they moved in too. Yes, they lost their parents. But they're taking over mine and I don't get to talk to mine like I used to. They lost their house, I lost my house. They still feel comfortable enough in our house to run it and get their way with everything. I do NOT feel comfortable in my house around them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that I have it just as bad and that they don't deserve any of the attention. I would just like a simple "Hey Brylie, how are you feeling?" or "How are things at home?"&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that ever since my uncle passed, his siblings and family have been around for the kids a lot. (I don't know how much they were around before, maybe its the same.) But even at the funeral, not a single one of them have spoken a single word to me. Not ONE word. I don't mean they have to have a huge in depth conversation with me. But even "hi" would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing. My aunt was selfish and I still blame her for my uncle's death.  But I am the one that everyone gets mad at because I don't want to spend time with her. I don't want to be with her. I don't understand why its so hard to comprehend my hatred towards her. Allex and Rikkell hate her too. But because I am the only one that voices my opinion or walks away from my aunt.... I have "anger issues". I am the one that should try to patch things up. PS. things will NEVER be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would make me so frustrated if I had the chance to vent it all out more.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe things would be better if I moved out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, now that I am done with that.&lt;br /&gt;Rob and Rob's family are great... its almost Christmas and I have NO idea what to get him.&lt;br /&gt;Lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-4323085196681891315?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/4323085196681891315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=4323085196681891315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4323085196681891315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4323085196681891315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/12/finals-and-random-thoughts.html' title='Finals and random thoughts'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-8862692539974631593</id><published>2009-11-28T16:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T16:54:03.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>I lack pictures so far... but hopefully will get copies shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the day off at 12:00 pm, heading to Saratoga Springs with Allex to Grandma and Grandpa Harris' house.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as chaotic as usual, but still was awkward.. I would say.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been for months... maybe a year even and everyone was sure to state that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa, like always, asked how old I am now and then proceeded to tell me I will be able to get married in 4 years. Every time he has asked since I was like 16 he has always said 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to get married on my own timing, not his though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed for a while, keeping close to Allex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 1:30 I left to go back to Rob's house...&lt;br /&gt;(Actually, I stopped at my house first and had a bowl of YUMMY muddy buddy cereal...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was playing his game for a while, so I started to make the rolls (our assignment) and he said he would change and come out to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, like twenty minutes later..... after I was all done and the dough was in the bread maker, he came out of the shower. It was supposed to be a surprise (because he sure smells good after he showers) but he took too long and somewhat ruined it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then watched some TV while everyone was finishing their assignments.&lt;br /&gt;Jessica and I decided it would be fun to make name tags..... mostly so we would get stuck sitting by their grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were so fun! While I made them, Jess cut out strips and feathers to make indian hats for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was back in Rob's room when the bread maker beeped and when Jessica went to look inside... I hadn't snapped the container down hard enough  (I pushed as hard as I could) and so it was still the exact same as I had put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily everything else took a while to get ready and we made the rolls just in time for the prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate around 6... which was the latest I have ever eaten Thanksgiving Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my nice little plate of mashed potatoes, a roll, and some HOMEMADE stuffing.&lt;br /&gt;Rob had made me promise earlier in the week though that I would try everything at the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stan piled on the sweet potatoes, I picked my small pieces of turkey, and then Rob ruined it all by pouring spoonfuls of gravy. I HATE gravy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ate quickly and dismissed himself from the table.&lt;br /&gt;I DID try everything.... but didn't eat everything on my plate... The only new thing I liked was Stan's homemade stuffing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then watched some football and Rob was looking up ads for a new laptop he wants. We eventually all had pie and it was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;My pie of choice? Chocolate Cheesecake. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for Rob and all he does for me. He means well when he gets me to eat new foods and pushes my limits.&lt;br /&gt;I love him and his family to pieces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-8862692539974631593?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/8862692539974631593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=8862692539974631593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8862692539974631593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8862692539974631593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-7340496760684780474</id><published>2009-11-25T12:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T12:29:58.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My oh My</title><content type='html'>Its sure getting farther and farther apart from each post! I don't like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending my nights at Rob's house... most of the time doing homework while he is playing some silly little game. But I enjoy his presence and the occasional hand holding over the couch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, we went out with a bunch of his friends for a surprise birthday party at Pirate Island... the new pizza joint in town. It was a cool set up and I enjoyed my food.... but Rob did NOT like his. I believe his exact words were "it tasted like the aftertaste of throw up." ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we all ate dinner we headed to the birthday boy, Brett Bristow's house to have cake and ice cream. It was a delicious cake! Then we all watched the wonderful movie known as "Star Trek".&lt;br /&gt;We had seen in at midnight when it came out but I had no memory of it when we watched it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get the point of watching movies at midnight because I honestly, usually, forget them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to my next story! I went with Jessica, Amber, Alicia, and two other gals I didn't know to New Moon at midnight. I remembered it this time though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a million times better than I expected and actually enjoyed it. I hated Twilight...... It should be remade. It was just plain awful and now it will never compare to its younger sisters in the saga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its now Thanksgiving break and I am enjoying not working for Wednesday (today), Thursday (Thanksgiving), Friday, Saturday, Sunday! AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to convince myself to get out of bed, organize my room, clean out my car, eat a little snack, and then go work out at the rec center. I sure hope they are open today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will get you an update of how well I actually did of working out. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new goal: (again)&lt;br /&gt;I need to work out. I eat so many ridiculous things... and never do any exercise to work them off.&lt;br /&gt;I am slowly gaining more and more weight... but every time I take my work out clothes to work out after work.... I am dead tired and don't have any desire to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uggggggggggh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Christmas is coming up!&lt;br /&gt;I have NO idea what I want. At all.&lt;br /&gt;I would enjoy new clothes..&lt;br /&gt;but after that... nothing! I have thought long and hard and I still cannot think of anything I need/want.&lt;br /&gt;Besides Rob :). Spending my time with him would be wonderful and fulfill all my wishes.&lt;br /&gt;ChEEsY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-7340496760684780474?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/7340496760684780474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=7340496760684780474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7340496760684780474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7340496760684780474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-oh-my.html' title='My oh My'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-1998948758867220747</id><published>2009-11-06T19:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T19:43:44.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bean Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTegbPGvCI/AAAAAAAABOs/Wz2e8UDmcoo/s1600-h/DSCF2078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTegbPGvCI/AAAAAAAABOs/Wz2e8UDmcoo/s320/DSCF2078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401186501772360738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTegPupovI/AAAAAAAABOk/6hP-q6ChVSc/s1600-h/DSCF2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTegPupovI/AAAAAAAABOk/6hP-q6ChVSc/s320/DSCF2079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401186498683446002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was a field trip to the Bean Museum. It was so much fun I cannot even tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a while we just walked around and looked at the animals and then we went to Rock Canyon Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate lunch and then Wade, our new cute 7th grader, wanted to roll down the hill. No one else would go with him so I did! It was so funny to watch him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my new class and am so glad that they let me play with them each day.&lt;br /&gt;They can make me happy at any moment and I don't know what I would do without them and their funny little selves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-1998948758867220747?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/1998948758867220747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=1998948758867220747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1998948758867220747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1998948758867220747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/11/bean-museum.html' title='Bean Museum'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTegbPGvCI/AAAAAAAABOs/Wz2e8UDmcoo/s72-c/DSCF2078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-8379401590716265973</id><published>2009-11-06T19:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T19:39:46.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTb3xGiajI/AAAAAAAABOc/g3HHSjoEFlU/s1600-h/DSCF2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTb3xGiajI/AAAAAAAABOc/g3HHSjoEFlU/s320/DSCF2001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401183604244113970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I just had to post! Halloween is so much fun with my class I cannot stand it! First period we did donuts on string.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTbuhLWGpI/AAAAAAAABOU/LuQERsF5dH4/s1600-h/DSCF2026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTbuhLWGpI/AAAAAAAABOU/LuQERsF5dH4/s320/DSCF2026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401183445350488722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Second period was prep so all the kids went out to classes, while Kalisha stayed in and we straightened her hair! It was so much fun to see. She definitely has African American hair:) In the end it was so thick and long everyone thought it was a wig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTbuenUqkI/AAAAAAAABOM/wXeIke-WYHc/s1600-h/DSCF2036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTbuenUqkI/AAAAAAAABOM/wXeIke-WYHc/s320/DSCF2036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401183444662528578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Third period we did mummy wrap up with toilet paper. We then made treats for our movie after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTbuNe0MuI/AAAAAAAABOE/KIwNy7a0dMQ/s1600-h/DSCF2041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTbuNe0MuI/AAAAAAAABOE/KIwNy7a0dMQ/s320/DSCF2041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401183440063443682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fourth period we watched Matilda since we just finished reading it with the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTbt_UVCDI/AAAAAAAABN8/BLt198K7HVA/s1600-h/DSCF2046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTbt_UVCDI/AAAAAAAABN8/BLt198K7HVA/s320/DSCF2046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401183436261361714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me and Kalisha with her beautiful hair. (I'm a nerd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTbtn9k32I/AAAAAAAABN0/mDuJed1v00c/s1600-h/DSCF2048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTbtn9k32I/AAAAAAAABN0/mDuJed1v00c/s320/DSCF2048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401183429991915362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Amanda, Miss Brylie :), Mrs. M (Kelli), and Mrs. Tricia all together in our costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work I realized my wallet wasn't in my purse and figured it would be in my car from the morning when I tore through my purse to find my phone. When I got out to my car it wasn't there so I called my mom at home to check and see if it was still on my bed. She kinda looked and told me it wasn't. I almost started to cry I was so scared. Finally when I got home and I got to look for myself I found it under my bed, half visible because it was covered by a shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I went with the Masons to Chuck-a-rama and it was delicious. I just love it. When we got home Rob and I watched the 5th season of Lost on the computer since the new season starts soon and they don't have this one on DVD yet.  Also we stayed up talking with his family for a long time. It was fun to joke around and just talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday, actual Halloween&lt;/span&gt;, I woke up and got dressed and waited around for a while. I then went to Rob's and we all sat around for a while. Finally it was time to go trick or treating! Caden was evil Emperor Zerg, Kyler was Buzz Lightyear, and Jess was one of the green aliens. It was fun to go out and trick or treat with them and they were both so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home and they went to bed all the adults watched The Dollhouse Murders. It was pretty funny but Jessica was terrified.&lt;br /&gt;We also got The Man Who Knew Too Much but waited until Sunday to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure love the Masons!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-8379401590716265973?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/8379401590716265973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=8379401590716265973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8379401590716265973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8379401590716265973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-weekend.html' title='Halloween weekend'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTb3xGiajI/AAAAAAAABOc/g3HHSjoEFlU/s72-c/DSCF2001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-1131558230747042521</id><published>2009-11-06T18:39:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T19:19:06.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland 09!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTSXSW-NmI/AAAAAAAABNs/d65WFENEIcE/s1600-h/DSCF2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTSXSW-NmI/AAAAAAAABNs/d65WFENEIcE/s320/DSCF2002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401173150631081570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I am extremely late on posting about our Disneyland/California trip in October. We left the 14th and got back the 21st.&lt;br /&gt;Jessica, Caden, Kyler, Rob and I flew out at 8:36 am to the Long Beach Airport. It was an early morning but it wasn't too bad once we were up and about. The plane was so tiny you have no idea! On the way there our plane only had 22 rows or something like that, and only four seats across. (At least everyone either had a window or an aisle seat!) After we arrived in Long Beach, at about 9:45 am (California time), we headed to Hampton Inn &amp;amp; Suites in Garden Grove/Anaheim.&lt;br /&gt;It was such a nice hotel and I loved our room, but for the first couple of hours (since we were so early), we only had the Prices' room. They had two queens and their room was connected to our suite with the kitchen and everything. I loved having the extra space with the suite.  After ordering pizza from Papa John's and waiting hours for our room, we finally all took naps from being exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;I finally woke up when Janet and Stan (Rob's parents) and Scott and Emily arrived at the hotel. They drove separate. We had pizza again that night that they had picked up on their way. Also, Josh got to come! He has been at Camp Pennelton(?) for the Marines and was lucky to be able to join us! We all just hung out until we all went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Thursday, we all headed to Disneyland! At first we all went together on some rides.. besides Janet who would sneak off and throw up every once an a while. (The first picture is Rob and me waiting for Snow White!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTSXJRpT5I/AAAAAAAABNk/W-wFvfDvy9Q/s1600-h/DSCF2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTSXJRpT5I/AAAAAAAABNk/W-wFvfDvy9Q/s320/DSCF2004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401173148192821138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the family rides included Its A Small World. This picture is priceless to me because Stan is doing bunny ears to Scott and Scott is doing it to Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTSOg8h1lI/AAAAAAAABNc/phkCBYBiiRM/s1600-h/DSCF2064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTSOg8h1lI/AAAAAAAABNc/phkCBYBiiRM/s320/DSCF2064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401172999927879250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me and Rob on Autopia.. my personal first time. I've been so many times to Disneyland with my family but never been on this one. It was fun and Rob even let me drive!&lt;br /&gt;As the day went on, everyone slowly went back to the hotel to take breaks and eat lunch while Rob and I kept going. I was exhausted by the end of the night and we went home a little early and just watched TV and watched the fireworks from our balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTSOD_qHvI/AAAAAAAABNU/7HtZ2yB5J4M/s1600-h/DSCF2111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTSOD_qHvI/AAAAAAAABNU/7HtZ2yB5J4M/s320/DSCF2111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401172992156376818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Friday we all headed back to Disneyland. Rob and I spent the majority of the day with Scott and Emily. It was a lot of fun to go around and go on the rides with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTSN9UiEuI/AAAAAAAABNM/bJVHsPKeoFs/s1600-h/DSCF2125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTSN9UiEuI/AAAAAAAABNM/bJVHsPKeoFs/s320/DSCF2125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401172990364881634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday was our beach day! It was really foggy but a lot of fun. I don't have too many pictures because we were all out swimming. We went out and were actually swimming and it felt really just like the wave pool. I have never had so much fun at a beach! Rob and Scott even saw dolphins... but they thought they were sharks lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTSN-i2fII/AAAAAAAABNE/L1bnzvi2NZ4/s1600-h/DSCF2137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTSN-i2fII/AAAAAAAABNE/L1bnzvi2NZ4/s320/DSCF2137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401172990693375106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the beach, everyone cleaned up and we went to the Rainforest Cafe in Downtown Disney. It was very delicious and Rob's parents even paid. The restaurant was way cool with it decorated like a rainforest, including lots of aquariums, and even a lightning/thunder storm every 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTSNr0JVVI/AAAAAAAABM8/BJ0GUf1IhWc/s1600-h/DSCF2142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTSNr0JVVI/AAAAAAAABM8/BJ0GUf1IhWc/s320/DSCF2142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401172985665639762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Caden and Josh at dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRlZkDgRI/AAAAAAAABM0/StgRJvyGqXk/s1600-h/DSCF2146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRlZkDgRI/AAAAAAAABM0/StgRJvyGqXk/s320/DSCF2146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401172293571543314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kyler loved the coloring and would not look up. I have just about 13 pictures of this boy trying to get his attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRlL_v-bI/AAAAAAAABMs/Y5b1RBjTYPU/s1600-h/DSCF2154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRlL_v-bI/AAAAAAAABMs/Y5b1RBjTYPU/s320/DSCF2154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401172289929607602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also took a lot of pictures of Janet and Stan because he kept messing up the picture. This last one was the cutest because she really wasn't expecting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRk5dR9vI/AAAAAAAABMk/RntvH88Tyfo/s1600-h/DSCF2161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRk5dR9vI/AAAAAAAABMk/RntvH88Tyfo/s320/DSCF2161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401172284953196274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During dinner at some point Caden started doing a "bum" dance. He was wiggling it back and forth for Jess and it was the funniest thing. She was laughing so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRkoT7cjI/AAAAAAAABMc/zq-G9KtPpRg/s1600-h/DSCF2173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRkoT7cjI/AAAAAAAABMc/zq-G9KtPpRg/s320/DSCF2173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401172280350569010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we were leaving, there was an artist outside who was painting with his bare hands. He painted this gorilla, but did it upside down so no one knew what it was going to be. He was really really good and it was a lot of fun to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, Jess and Josh had to go to Camp Pennelton(?) and so they dropped us off at the beach. It was fun to have alone time with him. We collected so so so so SO many shells it was ridiculous. It was still foggy but not as bad.&lt;br /&gt;After the beach we headed to California Adventure that night. We did a couple rides but were just so exhausted that we went back to the hotel and just watched TV and the fireworks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday we were going to go to Knott's Berry Farm but Rob was sick. I probably slept in until 3 in the afternoon. I enjoyed the rest though and was glad to have him feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRkac0YwI/AAAAAAAABMU/RDViB4-xCDI/s1600-h/DSCF2195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRkac0YwI/AAAAAAAABMU/RDViB4-xCDI/s320/DSCF2195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401172276629758722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuesday, Rob was still feeling sick but didn't let me know until we got home. It was our last day to play and he didn't want to ruin it. This is us waiting in line for the Nemo Submarine ride... The lady behind us in the picture was so weird and I guess just wanted to be in our memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRINws7NI/AAAAAAAABMM/koS_raW06Yk/s1600-h/DSCF2203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRINws7NI/AAAAAAAABMM/koS_raW06Yk/s320/DSCF2203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401171792187157714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really really badly wanted a picture in front of the Mickey Mouse flowers with Rob, but we never did until the last day. We had no one to take our picture at that point so I asked the lady who takes the pictures you can buy to take it. Of course she made it blurry and ruined my memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRHyuCTtI/AAAAAAAABME/zpol4GXcy8I/s1600-h/DSCF2212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRHyuCTtI/AAAAAAAABME/zpol4GXcy8I/s320/DSCF2212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401171784928218834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;R for Robert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRHQnDZCI/AAAAAAAABL8/q6DS_eHqbRI/s1600-h/DSCF2213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRHQnDZCI/AAAAAAAABL8/q6DS_eHqbRI/s320/DSCF2213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401171775772124194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We woke up and headed to the airport to go home on Wednesday. Once we got there and got threw all the drama of the bags, we went looking for food. This sign was up at a restaurant and I loved it. Don't be a boob. Save a life. hahahaha. I was so sad to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRHOv4K6I/AAAAAAAABL0/AmZ7-Zet0xU/s1600-h/DSCF2215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRHOv4K6I/AAAAAAAABL0/AmZ7-Zet0xU/s320/DSCF2215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401171775272266658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was our plane coming home. We were in the back on row 13 or 15.. I don't remember. It was even smaller than the first. The airport was tiny too. We had to walk out to the plane instead of having it pull up to a terminal. Once we got back to Salt Lake I figure it would finally be normal but they made us walk in too! It was freezing outside and I did not like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRG68eMNI/AAAAAAAABLs/ELUoYJn9muc/s1600-h/DSCF2220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTRG68eMNI/AAAAAAAABLs/ELUoYJn9muc/s320/DSCF2220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401171769956380882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the whole trip Kyler would tell me "No, Brylie! No!" for no reason and just hated me. But on the plane, when he started to not like it, he kept yelling "Brylie HUG!" and would try to come to me. They wouldn't let him until we were all the way up and he was crying the whole time. Two minutes after I got him he fell asleep. It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got home I hated it. I didn't miss California really (besides the warmness) but I missed Rob. I had spent almost every minute with him and suddenly I just felt lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great trip and I had a lot of fun. I love the Masons and was so glad I got to go with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-1131558230747042521?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/1131558230747042521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=1131558230747042521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1131558230747042521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1131558230747042521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/11/disneyland-09.html' title='Disneyland 09!'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SvTSXSW-NmI/AAAAAAAABNs/d65WFENEIcE/s72-c/DSCF2002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-1703303883754251844</id><published>2009-10-01T17:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:32:03.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RoBeRT's BiRTHDaY</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Robert!&lt;br /&gt;His birthday was on Sunday, September 27. Because I knew he would be home all day Sunday, I decided to surprise him Saturday. (His dad, Scott, and him have BYU tickets.) While he was gone I went to his house and cleaned his room. It seriously took me 2 hours, but I didn't want to decorate his room and have it still all dirty underneath. While I was doing that, Allex started blowing up balloons (with a pump of course) and hanging streamers. We covered the ceiling with them and had tons and tons of balloons on the floor. As part of his surprise also, I remade his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Now a little side story before I go on: He doesn't have a comforter, because he sleeps on top of it. It wasn't the cutest of things so he took it off. He usually sleeps with his "Miami" or Falcon(read MY birthday blog for info on that) blanket. I decided that he needed a bigger one, plus the Miami blanket is starting to rip I made him a quilt actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought new pillow cases that all match and the made the bed with the quilt.&lt;br /&gt;After everything was done I just waited, and it wasn't too long until they all came home. It seemed like forever for him to come into his room... but he finally did and I was hiding behind the couch. I popped out and gave him a big hug... and he acted like the bed was nothing new. Turns out when he was a little itty boy he had a San Francisco blanket on his bed. He connected to that and thought it was the same blanket! Silly little Robert!&lt;br /&gt;I then went outside to do homework while he and Scott put up the basketball hoop his parents gave him. (before they would play horse on a playschool basketball hoop.) It was so great for him to have a new one and he loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday, his actual birthday, I headed over right after church. He wanted homemade pizza for dinner so in the morning I made the dough, sauce, and all the other stuff I needed. He wanted to play some marvel video game with Scott, which was perfect since I had to cook the pizza. It was yummy if I may say so myself. After dinner we headed outside and played HORSE with his family.. minus Jessica and the boys (they were going to bed.) Even his mom and dad played!&lt;br /&gt;It was fun and we even made everyone who got out prance around like a horse and neigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing for a while, we went in for cake :) YUM. Rob's favorite is volcano cake. Probably the whole family loves it. So we had cake and then finished the night off watching some TV and cuddling in his new blanket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SsU5IEcdRUI/AAAAAAAABLk/fqSmewikk3Y/s1600-h/DSCF2171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SsU5IEcdRUI/AAAAAAAABLk/fqSmewikk3Y/s320/DSCF2171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387775340013503810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SsU5HrUjmLI/AAAAAAAABLc/nF8SC--YhN0/s1600-h/DSCF2175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SsU5HrUjmLI/AAAAAAAABLc/nF8SC--YhN0/s320/DSCF2175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387775333269477554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SsU5HHEZC5I/AAAAAAAABLU/AcqUKCP2nkg/s1600-h/DSCF2177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SsU4sM5vgjI/AAAAAAAABKk/z6jjUhQSVgE/s320/DSCF2191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387774861247480370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SsU4rkNIMCI/AAAAAAAABKc/HVbJQ09fYiM/s1600-h/DSCF2192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SsU4rkNIMCI/AAAAAAAABKc/HVbJQ09fYiM/s320/DSCF2192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387774850322935842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(okay, so if Rob's mom found out I put this on here, she would scream. If you look closely, she went in and got more whip cream... there is more than cake actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-1703303883754251844?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/1703303883754251844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=1703303883754251844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1703303883754251844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1703303883754251844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/10/roberts-birthday.html' title='RoBeRT&apos;s BiRTHDaY'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SsU5IEcdRUI/AAAAAAAABLk/fqSmewikk3Y/s72-c/DSCF2171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-6147368080195095071</id><published>2009-09-11T15:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:37:04.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've been up to</title><content type='html'>So here is my last week for you!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, September 3:&lt;br /&gt;I was starting to get sick and suffered through bunco. I thought it was allergies but turned into a full blown cold. I am still suffering from it a little. It didn't hurt my game though! I had 9 buncos and picked my prize first... good night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, September 4:&lt;br /&gt;I babysat Caden and Kyler all day while Jessica was away. We had a field trip that day for work and walked to Harmon's (about 4-5 blocks) and was still sick. It was rough but I made it.&lt;br /&gt;While babysitting, Allex had to come and cover for me for one hour while I did my lab for ASL. After the kids were in bed though, I just went up with Rob until she got home (don't worry, I had the baby monitor to listen.) She probably got home around 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, September 5:&lt;br /&gt;I had my history class. I hated every second of it and not just because I was sick. Its economic history and it made normal history seem interesting almost. A.W.F.U.L. After My class I came home and did homework for my health class and then headed to Rob's. We watched TV and played games together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, September 6:&lt;br /&gt;Immediately after church I went to Rob's house and hung out with his family. I feel like they're my own family and I love all of them! I did some homework after dinner for my online English class while Rob played games... then he watched TV with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, September 7: Labor Day&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and got ready... then around 1 I headed to Mason's. Rob and I got the meat ready for chicken fajitas and steak. We even made homemade tortillas.... basically, they were amazing. After we made the tortillas, I made taco meat for me, and then we grilled the steak. Jessica was inside cooking the chicken for everyone too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, September 8:&lt;br /&gt;Back to work, but it was an easy day without our lowest functioning student that I am normally with. Rob was sick and came home early from work. After I was done at 2:30 I stopped at kneaders and got him some chicken noodle soup. I stayed there and watched TV with him until my sign language class. When we got out at 7:30 (which was super early) I went straight back over. I made myself some stuffing and had that for dinner. We just sat on the couch for most of the night, since he was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, September 9: (9/9/09!-- 999!)&lt;br /&gt;Rob didn't go to work since he was sick (stomach flu, not my cold. I didn't give it to him!). Also, the student I work with wasn't there so it was another easy day at work. After, Miss Amanda and I stopped at Orem Jr. to see the student teacher from last year. She has her own classroom now and is engaged. We had to catch up on what is going on. I made more tortillas at my house before I went to Rob's. Actually, just the dough and then I cooked them there. We ate dinner (using the tortillas, of course) and watched some more TV. (We love that TV!)&lt;br /&gt;Also, while I was at work, Jessica texted me. We are now flying to Disneyland instead of driving. It was $138 round trip and will only be an hour and a half flight. I am so excited since I get car sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, September 10:&lt;br /&gt;Again, we didn't have the student I work with and so we just slowly passed time doing other things. I also dropped my history class because I don't understand it one bit. There is no point for me to pay for a class that I will just fail and have to pay for again anyways. I'll probably take a normal history class next semester. I went early to my ASL class so that I could do my hour in the lab. On the way there was just a tiny wreck that everyone wanted to look at. While passing it, I witnessed a car hit the back of another because they didn't pay attention. But there was a long line of cars that were pretty close to each other (while stopped) and they all hit. It probably involved 5-6 cars. That made getting to class take longer. I loved the actual class once I was done with the lab. We got done a little early again and I went over to Rob's. He played his computer game for a while and then we started watching  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our new&lt;/span&gt; show. Criminal Minds is amazing. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, September 11: (9/11)... (Today)&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the student I work with showed up! I missed her so much and was glad to have her back. It made work go a lot faster. At 11:30 Kelli/Mrs. M left to go on a trip with her sisters. That made it so Miss Amanda and I had to take over. It was really crazy and I am not looking forward to her missing anymore!&lt;br /&gt;Me and Rob are planning to go to a movie later, but we  are still unsure what one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my past couple of days for you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-6147368080195095071?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/6147368080195095071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=6147368080195095071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6147368080195095071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6147368080195095071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='What I&apos;ve been up to'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-105639828391839811</id><published>2009-08-31T14:34:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T11:22:56.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monkey thing..&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw_pP_RBAI/AAAAAAAABKU/WoH5lvJxotM/s1600-h/DSCF2027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376242033072604162" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw_pP_RBAI/AAAAAAAABKU/WoH5lvJxotM/s320/DSCF2027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Giraffes.. including the baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw_o5FDrfI/AAAAAAAABKM/1Z1vdJmTrSU/s1600-h/DSCF2037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376242026922880498" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw_o5FDrfI/AAAAAAAABKM/1Z1vdJmTrSU/s320/DSCF2037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tiger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheetah.. Leopard, something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw_nvAoh6I/AAAAAAAABJ8/xp-y78TKvDs/s1600-h/DSCF2045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376242007040100258" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw_nvAoh6I/AAAAAAAABJ8/xp-y78TKvDs/s320/DSCF2045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Penguins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw_nLUwF-I/AAAAAAAABJ0/1E13RSoe8mY/s1600-h/DSCF2047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376241997460805602" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw_nLUwF-I/AAAAAAAABJ0/1E13RSoe8mY/s320/DSCF2047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw-Ct0vJbI/AAAAAAAABJk/TIg-majkuZA/s1600-h/DSCF2054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376240271554979250" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw-Ct0vJbI/AAAAAAAABJk/TIg-majkuZA/s320/DSCF2054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bear eating some sort of popcicle... Basically he cooled himself off by rubbing on it and then ate it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw-CW_j-fI/AAAAAAAABJc/eLyZFPRXV8M/s1600-h/DSCF2059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376240265426369010" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw-CW_j-fI/AAAAAAAABJc/eLyZFPRXV8M/s320/DSCF2059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zebra!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw-BgHLx1I/AAAAAAAABJM/qWbpLh8nILY/s1600-h/DSCF2061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376240250694387538" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw-BgHLx1I/AAAAAAAABJM/qWbpLh8nILY/s320/DSCF2061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lion... but my camera focused on the fense, not her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw9WJQmV-I/AAAAAAAABJE/zjbxOo77WWI/s1600-h/DSCF2067-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376239505825486818" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw9WJQmV-I/AAAAAAAABJE/zjbxOo77WWI/s320/DSCF2067-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flower... edited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw9Vl42UnI/AAAAAAAABI8/XiRlFvpmmlA/s1600-h/DSCF2070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376239496330629746" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw9Vl42UnI/AAAAAAAABI8/XiRlFvpmmlA/s320/DSCF2070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhinos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw9VQTrJFI/AAAAAAAABI0/kJL2Csjz2aQ/s1600-h/DSCF2073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376239490537563218" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw9VQTrJFI/AAAAAAAABI0/kJL2Csjz2aQ/s320/DSCF2073.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;Elephants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw9U396ryI/AAAAAAAABIs/-D56IaKpuNo/s1600-h/DSCF2076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376239484003856162" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw9U396ryI/AAAAAAAABIs/-D56IaKpuNo/s320/DSCF2076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was basically there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw9USY0poI/AAAAAAAABIk/3R0-wePnSn0/s1600-h/DSCF2077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376239473916159618" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw9USY0poI/AAAAAAAABIk/3R0-wePnSn0/s320/DSCF2077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw8YGj9hMI/AAAAAAAABIc/EAOpfQ_JeRs/s1600-h/DSCF2078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376238439949501634" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw8YGj9hMI/AAAAAAAABIc/EAOpfQ_JeRs/s320/DSCF2078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owl winking, I even caught it mid-wink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw8Xj60rNI/AAAAAAAABIU/-MnP9KQeRUM/s1600-h/DSCF2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376238430650150098" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw8Xj60rNI/AAAAAAAABIU/-MnP9KQeRUM/s320/DSCF2079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw8XN39ZJI/AAAAAAAABIM/nvTTfi_VI8s/s1600-h/DSCF2082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376238424732558482" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw8XN39ZJI/AAAAAAAABIM/nvTTfi_VI8s/s320/DSCF2082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw8W6FbiUI/AAAAAAAABIE/F1JSdDL5JBk/s1600-h/DSCF2087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376238419420350786" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw8W6FbiUI/AAAAAAAABIE/F1JSdDL5JBk/s320/DSCF2087.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;Thanks for visiting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw8WV9_WDI/AAAAAAAABH8/MS-MFIKLuMs/s1600-h/DSCF2089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376238409725466674" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 277px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw8WV9_WDI/AAAAAAAABH8/MS-MFIKLuMs/s320/DSCF2089.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;Tickets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw79gbOxwI/AAAAAAAABH0/Cv4My-SJ6x4/s1600-h/DSCF2090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376237983035737858" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw79gbOxwI/AAAAAAAABH0/Cv4My-SJ6x4/s320/DSCF2090.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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw79U3KTJI/AAAAAAAABHs/Wpk3tO2KQ-8/s1600-h/DSCF2093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376237979931659410" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw79U3KTJI/AAAAAAAABHs/Wpk3tO2KQ-8/s320/DSCF2093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the Place"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw78qQqKnI/AAAAAAAABHc/QKVQXwUuT3A/s1600-h/DSCF2097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376237968495880818" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw78qQqKnI/AAAAAAAABHc/QKVQXwUuT3A/s320/DSCF2097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw78JVIrBI/AAAAAAAABHU/I5tSbqGdvbg/s1600-h/DSCF2098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376237959656287250" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw78JVIrBI/AAAAAAAABHU/I5tSbqGdvbg/s320/DSCF2098.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;/div&gt;View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert told me Friday that he planned to go to the zoo the next day after my class.&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited, but still thought it might not work since we tried SOOOO many times to go with &lt;a href="http://pricefamily23.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessica and the boys.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it happened! After my History class, we got ready we headed out.&lt;br /&gt;Of course we had to stop and get gas first AND fill up our tummies with Del Taco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way up there we got stuck in horrible traffic. Turns out there was a huge Walmart truck on its side... a SUV lost control of their car and ran into him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long ride up we finally made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was probably the funnest thing ever!&lt;br /&gt;I loved spending the day with him and seeing all the cute animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A lot of them had babies but they couldn't be out..&lt;br /&gt;Like the elephant and tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we stopped at This is the Place park. We looked at the monuments to see what it was all about and then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid the traffic of the crash we went over South Mountain. It was my first time up there and it was a beautiful view.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a wonderful day and I loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-105639828391839811?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/105639828391839811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=105639828391839811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/105639828391839811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/105639828391839811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/08/zoo.html' title='Zoo!'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Spw_pP_RBAI/AAAAAAAABKU/WoH5lvJxotM/s72-c/DSCF2027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-3870727208528231087</id><published>2009-08-26T16:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:56:18.182-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Semester</title><content type='html'>Right now I am a little overwhelmed. Classes start today for the fall semester.&lt;br /&gt;I am taking English and Health online, so I went to see what all I will be needing to do for the classes.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I've talked to with online classes basically had a self-pace class.&lt;br /&gt;No no no no no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be quizzes and tests every week... as well as projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus tomorrow I'll have my ASL class to add to it AND History on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I gotten myself into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably won't hear from me for a long long long LOOOOOOOOOOOOONG time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-3870727208528231087?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/3870727208528231087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=3870727208528231087' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3870727208528231087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3870727208528231087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/08/fall-semester.html' title='Fall Semester'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-6770349502004444343</id><published>2009-08-19T20:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:38:54.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Make-A-Cake foundation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy18ZLmx-I/AAAAAAAABGk/hbyDMfTj6Pk/s1600-h/DSCF2005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371868504702502882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy18ZLmx-I/AAAAAAAABGk/hbyDMfTj6Pk/s320/DSCF2005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake cooking in the oven:&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy188-OJzI/AAAAAAAABGs/9qslwGfdE6Y/s1600-h/DSCF2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371868514310039346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy188-OJzI/AAAAAAAABGs/9qslwGfdE6Y/s320/DSCF2004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy188-OJzI/AAAAAAAABGs/9qslwGfdE6Y/s1600-h/DSCF2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just starting the sugar candy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy188-OJzI/AAAAAAAABGs/9qslwGfdE6Y/s1600-h/DSCF2004.JPG"&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;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy18KFu2HI/AAAAAAAABGc/qwBjieDwNYI/s1600-h/DSCF2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371868500651333746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy18KFu2HI/AAAAAAAABGc/qwBjieDwNYI/s320/DSCF2010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fondant:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy17gCuMzI/AAAAAAAABGU/iDadJok30z0/s1600-h/DSCF2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371868489364419378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy17gCuMzI/AAAAAAAABGU/iDadJok30z0/s320/DSCF2009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fondant rolled out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy1QUb1KTI/AAAAAAAABGM/Sojg0tEXVuE/s1600-h/DSCF2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371867747514132786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy1QUb1KTI/AAAAAAAABGM/Sojg0tEXVuE/s320/DSCF2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First teir frosted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy1QLqYq5I/AAAAAAAABGE/0dfMkHVPzec/s1600-h/DSCF2012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371867745159261074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy1QLqYq5I/AAAAAAAABGE/0dfMkHVPzec/s320/DSCF2012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First teir covered, and top teir frosted:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy1PRGUNmI/AAAAAAAABF8/Ifm6MF2Ho9Y/s1600-h/DSCF2014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371867729438717538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy1PRGUNmI/AAAAAAAABF8/Ifm6MF2Ho9Y/s320/DSCF2014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole cake covered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy1O5tMjtI/AAAAAAAABFs/0sl3oFvstKU/s1600-h/DSCF2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371867723159342802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy1O5tMjtI/AAAAAAAABFs/0sl3oFvstKU/s320/DSCF2018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final result:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy1PFMbkoI/AAAAAAAABF0/SHnaMadhMq4/s1600-h/DSCF2016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371867726243140226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy1PFMbkoI/AAAAAAAABF0/SHnaMadhMq4/s320/DSCF2016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((So there was a bunch of powered sugar in front of me and I was playing with it and it was making lines.... so then we decided to take a pretend picture. I don't know how any one could snort anything.... I would hate that))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after work, I headed over to Amber's house to help make a cake for her mom, Leah, since her birthday is tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we went shopping at Albertson's and bought all the stuff, then mixed the cake batter and started it in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, we attempted to make these cool tiles out of sugar that I saw on the Food Network Challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it simply, they were like jell-o.&lt;br /&gt;So we stretched them instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even covered it with fondant and it was quite the disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the sugar pulled over it, it looked better though. maybe next time it'll be even better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-6770349502004444343?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/6770349502004444343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=6770349502004444343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6770349502004444343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6770349502004444343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/08/make-cake-foundation.html' title='Make-A-Cake foundation'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Soy18ZLmx-I/AAAAAAAABGk/hbyDMfTj6Pk/s72-c/DSCF2005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-1522806219823570657</id><published>2009-08-19T15:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T15:08:31.784-06:00</updated><title type='text'>very good day</title><content type='html'>Its finally here!&lt;br /&gt;I started work today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I abso freaking dang lutely cannot wait to see the kids tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably will be the best day of my life so far&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-1522806219823570657?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/1522806219823570657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=1522806219823570657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1522806219823570657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1522806219823570657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/08/very-good-day.html' title='very good day'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-7528223808192544191</id><published>2009-08-15T17:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:22:50.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Final</title><content type='html'>I would like to announce to the world right now that I got 100% on my final...&lt;br /&gt;AND I was ranked number one out of my whole class&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, I'm officially a genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Side Note:&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong, I start work on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;But that's only a couple days away!)&lt;div 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title='Final'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-937150332173819227</id><published>2009-08-10T15:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T15:08:06.575-06:00</updated><title type='text'>you'll never guess</title><content type='html'>Only 3 days until I'm all done with summer classes.... (or class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work starts on next tuesday. That is a week from tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;That is 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited I cannot contain myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-937150332173819227?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/937150332173819227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=937150332173819227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/937150332173819227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/937150332173819227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/08/youll-never-guess.html' title='you&apos;ll never guess'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-3539514666582287559</id><published>2009-08-07T15:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:06:15.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rearrange: Room edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SnyjG5bm_LI/AAAAAAAABFE/OAGjfX-Ptwc/s1600-h/Bedroom+Arranged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367344194809953458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SnyjG5bm_LI/AAAAAAAABFE/OAGjfX-Ptwc/s400/Bedroom+Arranged.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday I spent a total of 3 hours cleaning, organizing, and rearranging my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really has so much more room now it seems... even though its probably the same.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it'll be easier to keep up with too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. The stupid thing keeps making dumb boxes and stretches the pictures.)&lt;br /&gt;(UGGGGGH)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-3539514666582287559?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/3539514666582287559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=3539514666582287559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3539514666582287559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3539514666582287559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/08/rearrange-room-edition.html' title='Rearrange: Room edition'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SnyjG5bm_LI/AAAAAAAABFE/OAGjfX-Ptwc/s72-c/Bedroom+Arranged.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-5280764580696998289</id><published>2009-08-04T17:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:24:20.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SnjCZNNlxoI/AAAAAAAABE8/6hvJpQSKyEc/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366252694311126658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 411px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SnjCZNNlxoI/AAAAAAAABE8/6hvJpQSKyEc/s400/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I downloaded this new thing from google... and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was experimenting... and playing around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I made a blog about me and Robert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures to come:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-5280764580696998289?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/5280764580696998289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=5280764580696998289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5280764580696998289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5280764580696998289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/08/collage.html' title='collage'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SnjCZNNlxoI/AAAAAAAABE8/6hvJpQSKyEc/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-7286838645278584773</id><published>2009-08-04T16:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:23:12.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck E. Cheese!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sni0jZmQmyI/AAAAAAAABE0/RprEVdBiKAg/s1600-h/102_FUJI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366237476271725346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sni0jZmQmyI/AAAAAAAABE0/RprEVdBiKAg/s400/102_FUJI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday Jessica asked me if I wanted to go to Chuck E Cheese with her and the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun and we got almost 300 tickets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caden is probably pro at all the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) They're so cute.. right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-7286838645278584773?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/7286838645278584773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=7286838645278584773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7286838645278584773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/7286838645278584773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/08/chuck-e-cheese.html' title='Chuck E. Cheese!'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sni0jZmQmyI/AAAAAAAABE0/RprEVdBiKAg/s72-c/102_FUJI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-538854156306192232</id><published>2009-07-28T02:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T02:35:41.812-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2:33 AM</title><content type='html'>right now it is 2:33.&lt;br /&gt;I just got back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was half asleep coming home from the Mason's... and I realized my car was covered in egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT so is Rob's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fell asleep too quickly and I didn't want his paint to get ruined... especially since his car is so much nicer than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got to spend an hour cleaning off egg off of TWO cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a pretty good idea who did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is so so mad at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. if you read this... and you know who you are. its been a year. get over it.&lt;br /&gt;let it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and DON'T ever touch my car again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now off to bed to get some sleep before school&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-538854156306192232?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/538854156306192232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=538854156306192232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/538854156306192232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/538854156306192232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/07/233-am.html' title='2:33 AM'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-3637912657141934419</id><published>2009-07-23T14:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T15:02:04.015-06:00</updated><title type='text'>total frustration.</title><content type='html'>Today in school, we covered 3 sections...&lt;br /&gt;usually its two but they were easy sections so we hurried through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand what I'm doing with the work.. but he assigned a million and a half story problems that I am so lost with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home at 12.&lt;br /&gt;Its now coming on 3 o'clock and I barely am starting the third assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to it, Sean was playing guitar hero... Kyson and Haylie were eating at the table... and my mom decides its 20 questions time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally I locked myself in the computer room to do the work... after I got everyone out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just came knocking on the door telling me she's leaving and Haylie is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said okay and she screams for me to SHHHHH! How was I supposed to know she was asleep in my mom's bed and not in her usual place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I said "Well if you would have told me, I would have known."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she got mad at me... again. Even though I'm balancing my homework and watching Haylie for her so she can leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been getting on every one's nerves lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't voice our opinions without getting scolded. I can't do anything right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take Pluto to get a haircut.... something that's been needing to be done for probably 6 months and she hasn't done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when she wants to leave and I have to go pick him up I'm just thinking about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so frustrated with her right now plus this three hours of homework that will most likely turn into 5.&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;I HATE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm blogging instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-3637912657141934419?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/3637912657141934419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=3637912657141934419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3637912657141934419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3637912657141934419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/07/total-frustration.html' title='total frustration.'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-957538832948192253</id><published>2009-07-23T14:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T14:56:41.392-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CVJH</title><content type='html'>Tuesday I received a random text from Kelli/Mrs. M asking what I was doing the next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me to go to the school and help her in the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can't pay me for the summer but I told her to let me know if she wants help at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after school yesterday, I got to go and help start setting stuff up for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Only one month left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... less than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my super favorite aide... Amanda... is coming back in the fall! YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to catch up with her and see what she's been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's working for BYU for the summer and had some of the student teachers come to see how to set up a classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically... they were asking the stupidest questions and am so glad I have had the opportunity to work in a classroom already so I won't be so needy and dumb as they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Go me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-957538832948192253?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/957538832948192253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=957538832948192253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/957538832948192253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/957538832948192253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/07/cvjh.html' title='CVJH'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-5379309918931101252</id><published>2009-07-20T16:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T17:22:54.501-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Palmers</title><content type='html'>Paige, Sean, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haylie&lt;/span&gt; are here to stay.. at least for now. We are the legal guardians and have loved having them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we have them here... and I could possibly mention them... you might as well know a little bit about them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the pictures are from our &lt;a href="http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2008/09/camping.html"&gt;camping trip&lt;/a&gt; last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt; with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Muhlestein&lt;/span&gt; family.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SmT0-gDsQRI/AAAAAAAABEo/mSLs3lNk4h8/s1600-h/paige.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360678811072217362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SmT0-gDsQRI/AAAAAAAABEo/mSLs3lNk4h8/s320/paige.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paige is an energetic 14 year old. I never really knew her that well before all this happened. I've loved getting to know her. She's a lot of fun. She likes to clean... which is good for me since I can't stand a mess! She's a sweetheart. She absolutely loves green and doesn't ask for much... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SmT03p5wfDI/AAAAAAAABEg/IOr29bi0W5Q/s1600-h/IMG_9699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360678693455821874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SmT03p5wfDI/AAAAAAAABEg/IOr29bi0W5Q/s320/IMG_9699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sean is a sweet 11, almost 12, year old. He is so helpful and very thoughtful of others. He likes to wrestle and loves to play the computer with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kyson&lt;/span&gt;. He is definitely a grown up version of the little Sean I thought he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SmT03aeIwfI/AAAAAAAABEY/4JpQcbxp1qE/s1600-h/IMG_9667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360678689313440242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SmT03aeIwfI/AAAAAAAABEY/4JpQcbxp1qE/s320/IMG_9667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Haylie&lt;/span&gt; is an attention loving, cereal without milk eating, "I want Michelle" girl. She's 5 years old and loves to tell stories. She is a lot of fun... but once you get started on something she doesn't stop.... but its super cute :) &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/1832357948231281343-5379309918931101252?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/5379309918931101252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=5379309918931101252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5379309918931101252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5379309918931101252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/07/meet-palmers.html' title='Meet the Palmers'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SmT0-gDsQRI/AAAAAAAABEo/mSLs3lNk4h8/s72-c/paige.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-698726469125897021</id><published>2009-07-17T21:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:43:27.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'>picky eater.</title><content type='html'>I've always had a very very hard time eating certain foods... I'm a super picky eater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always just hated the texture... or the taste... or even terrified to try new foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is always thinking its just in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple Sundays ago I was at the Mason's and Rob had me try a piece of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;Tears came to my eyes when it was in my mouth and I had to fight to swallow it...&lt;br /&gt;(Finally, like a pill with water.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go crazy how I can never eat anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, no meat&lt;br /&gt;No veggies&lt;br /&gt;Few fruits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was (again, at Rob's) flipping through the channels and I came across this show about adult picky eaters....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They described me EXACTLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is even a website about it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PickyEatingAdults.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be normal about it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm certainly not alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-698726469125897021?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/698726469125897021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=698726469125897021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/698726469125897021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/698726469125897021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/07/picky-eater.html' title='picky eater.'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-1893497491093756675</id><published>2009-07-10T15:52:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T16:32:24.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vernal Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wednesday afternoon Jessica &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; me, asking if there was any way Robert and I could come with her and Josh to move their stuff from the storage units in Vernal to one in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Orem&lt;/span&gt; since they aren't moving there anymore. So Rob took off Thursday and we left around four Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long drive in our very large yellow truck. I had never been to vernal and wasn't expecting as long as a drive as it was. I had a lot of fun though... and didn't even get car sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to vernal around 8:30 and by 9 we were at the storage units and started the long task of loading up the truck. The boys brought in all the stuff and the girls organized it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the boxes any way... once it got to the bigger stuff and the random stuff the boys took over (now adding Josh's brother-in-law). Our half was so much more organized... we probably should have taken a picture of the truck and how well we packed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got done around 11 and decided it was too late to drive back 2-3 hours to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Orem&lt;/span&gt;. There was a rodeo and so the only hotel we had was not anything compared to Holiday Inn... but it was a cute little place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up around 10 and got ready to go... first giving the keys back to the guy for the storage unit and then found breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a little shack that said they had scones.. and it sounded DELICIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we bought them... it was a biscuit with glaze on top. Plus Rob ate half of mine.... it was such a little breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home I was falling asleep... and we were so so so close to running out of gas. We barely made it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Heber&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we were there I had to pee really really bad.... and when I got back in the truck, Robert smashed my fingers in the door. OUCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally made it back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Orem&lt;/span&gt; around 3 and Scott came to help us unload all the stuff to the new storage unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy was it hot! When we loaded it was already dark and so it wasn't bad at all.... but we were now in the heat of the day.&lt;br /&gt;While building a shelf.. Rob hit me with a metal pole in the face... obviously he was out to get me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us 3 hours to put everything in the new storage unit.&lt;br /&gt;But we lost two people in the process as Jessica had to go watch the kids and Scott (being the only one with the car) had to take her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came home after and had the best showers EVER.&lt;br /&gt;Then had yummy Papa John's pizza... it never tasted so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept so good last night, no one could even imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now enjoy my beautiful pictures from our trip:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We sure are pretty:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle8XAYzbYI/AAAAAAAABEQ/YCDhFugNm9k/s1600-h/DSCF2035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356957385207541122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle8XAYzbYI/AAAAAAAABEQ/YCDhFugNm9k/s320/DSCF2035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessica pretending to drive the HUGE truck... but she's not really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle7yUAkGDI/AAAAAAAABEI/nY-E33ulzAU/s1600-h/DSCF2031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356956754819422258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle7yUAkGDI/AAAAAAAABEI/nY-E33ulzAU/s320/DSCF2031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica and Josh.. on the way there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle7V362-DI/AAAAAAAABD4/hgkEYUMHS4M/s1600-h/DSCF2038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356956266242963506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle7V362-DI/AAAAAAAABD4/hgkEYUMHS4M/s320/DSCF2038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Robert and I on the way there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle7VodeAsI/AAAAAAAABDw/FEEz2haIync/s1600-h/DSCF2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356956262093161154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle7VodeAsI/AAAAAAAABDw/FEEz2haIync/s320/DSCF2039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Josh's Hand, Jessica, and Josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle7VEtn6QI/AAAAAAAABDo/htSjN_tG0qA/s1600-h/DSCF2044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356956252497242370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle7VEtn6QI/AAAAAAAABDo/htSjN_tG0qA/s320/DSCF2044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Robert trying on my glasses.. day one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle7URJH2UI/AAAAAAAABDg/rK_KPQghzSU/s1600-h/DSCF2045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356956238653937986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle7URJH2UI/AAAAAAAABDg/rK_KPQghzSU/s320/DSCF2045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Robert trying on Jessica's glasses.. day two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle6nMTn3XI/AAAAAAAABDY/lV9HxjyX3qU/s1600-h/DSCF2046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356955464261688690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle6nMTn3XI/AAAAAAAABDY/lV9HxjyX3qU/s320/DSCF2046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jessica and Josh. day two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle6msQbSUI/AAAAAAAABDQ/CF0WmkFeO1k/s1600-h/DSCF2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356955455658346818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle6msQbSUI/AAAAAAAABDQ/CF0WmkFeO1k/s320/DSCF2055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh driving the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;biiiiiiiiig&lt;/span&gt; truck.. for real this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle6mfsm5bI/AAAAAAAABDI/G8Npk10ozLA/s1600-h/DSCF2059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356955452286887346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle6mfsm5bI/AAAAAAAABDI/G8Npk10ozLA/s320/DSCF2059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The big wheel... and controls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle6mBtmJBI/AAAAAAAABDA/Z87g71R_7B0/s1600-h/DSCF2061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356955444237968402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle6mBtmJBI/AAAAAAAABDA/Z87g71R_7B0/s320/DSCF2061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kissing picture one... he is such a weirdo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle6l7idC0I/AAAAAAAABC4/YsDmsVAx8eU/s1600-h/DSCF2063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356955442580622146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle6l7idC0I/AAAAAAAABC4/YsDmsVAx8eU/s320/DSCF2063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kissing picture two... he stole my glasses again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle5UjFNUjI/AAAAAAAABCw/NAVkIpvTCoQ/s1600-h/DSCF2065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356954044446102066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle5UjFNUjI/AAAAAAAABCw/NAVkIpvTCoQ/s320/DSCF2065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I knew you all wanted to see us kiss... plus everyone always has kissing pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is ours in the big yellow truck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle5UJqMIbI/AAAAAAAABCo/KR0ukyj7skI/s1600-h/DSCF2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356954037621891506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle5UJqMIbI/AAAAAAAABCo/KR0ukyj7skI/s320/DSCF2071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sleeping on the way home... and he's playing brick breaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle5T4pfsgI/AAAAAAAABCg/JsRtc5MR0eY/s1600-h/DSCF2072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356954033055576578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle5T4pfsgI/AAAAAAAABCg/JsRtc5MR0eY/s320/DSCF2072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "My Husband. My Marine. My Hero"--Jessica... when we're finally home.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle5TVMeifI/AAAAAAAABCY/nMXGl9NZIvA/s1600-h/DSCF2073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356954023538625010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle5TVMeifI/AAAAAAAABCY/nMXGl9NZIvA/s320/DSCF2073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-1893497491093756675?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/1893497491093756675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=1893497491093756675' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1893497491093756675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/1893497491093756675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/07/vernal-trip.html' title='Vernal Trip'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/Sle8XAYzbYI/AAAAAAAABEQ/YCDhFugNm9k/s72-c/DSCF2035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-8630480090417998086</id><published>2009-07-10T15:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T15:52:29.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyler's TWO</title><content type='html'>Over the period of Friday the 3rd to Monday the 7th we had three Mason get togethers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday it was Kyler's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe how big the Price kiddos are getting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went over to Sharon Park in Orem and had a hot dog themed party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica was so cute and made little hot dog cakes and french fries after&lt;a href="http://bakerella.blogspot.com/2009/06/fast-food-fun.html"&gt; Bakerella's fast food fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun and I got to meet a lot of Josh's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler had a blast and got tons of cute stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Kyler :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-8630480090417998086?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/8630480090417998086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=8630480090417998086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8630480090417998086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/8630480090417998086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/07/kylers-two.html' title='Kyler&apos;s TWO'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-4910962572973809948</id><published>2009-07-08T00:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:29:29.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.utahtributes.com/search/show_listing/7147"&gt;http://www.utahtributes.com/search/show_listing/7147&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear everyone out there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know 3 little children who are now without a father and struggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know lots of cousins now without and uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know men and women without the brother/in law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know women now without their son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It truly is needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a great man and will be missed horribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help them so they can make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;silly little me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-4910962572973809948?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/4910962572973809948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=4910962572973809948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4910962572973809948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4910962572973809948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/07/prayers.html' title='Prayers'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-5561193891447780802</id><published>2009-07-07T13:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T15:30:27.058-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and My mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SleyVUzA-RI/AAAAAAAABCQ/FzT5-DrrVms/s1600-h/DSCF2029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356946361210173714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SleyVUzA-RI/AAAAAAAABCQ/FzT5-DrrVms/s320/DSCF2029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allex and my mom laying out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SleyUzOUcoI/AAAAAAAABCI/hXCS45TedbQ/s1600-h/DSCF2027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356946352197890690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SleyUzOUcoI/AAAAAAAABCI/hXCS45TedbQ/s320/DSCF2027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kyson and Sean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SleyI2GdshI/AAAAAAAABCA/ESBi3Pg2CWo/s1600-h/DSCF2024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356946146811818514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SleyI2GdshI/AAAAAAAABCA/ESBi3Pg2CWo/s320/DSCF2024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paige, me, and Allex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SleyIfZXgsI/AAAAAAAABB4/g82xtf_IutE/s1600-h/DSCF2023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356946140717089474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SleyIfZXgsI/AAAAAAAABB4/g82xtf_IutE/s320/DSCF2023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haylie and Kacee going to take a nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SleyIDy-wRI/AAAAAAAABBw/9sZ33QDIL8g/s1600-h/DSCF2026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356946133308326162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SleyIDy-wRI/AAAAAAAABBw/9sZ33QDIL8g/s320/DSCF2026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Allex (far away), Paige, and I laying out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SleyH4zRG2I/AAAAAAAABBo/JwKdc2DegMs/s1600-h/DSCF2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356946130356738914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SleyH4zRG2I/AAAAAAAABBo/JwKdc2DegMs/s320/DSCF2025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me... Allex and Paige&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SleyHV_NbyI/AAAAAAAABBg/obskkSjO-Gw/s1600-h/DSCF2020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356946121011588898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SleyHV_NbyI/AAAAAAAABBg/obskkSjO-Gw/s320/DSCF2020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the passing of my uncle, my family took his kids and went swimming at Kacee's pool on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige (14), Sean (11), and Haylie (5) are such troopers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the only times we get most of the family all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were only missing from my family Rikkell and my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of fun and even did laps in the tiny pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing in the pool for a while, we all layed out together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I got much sun, but it felt good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-5561193891447780802?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/5561193891447780802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=5561193891447780802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5561193891447780802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5561193891447780802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/07/family-day.html' title='Family Day'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SleyVUzA-RI/AAAAAAAABCQ/FzT5-DrrVms/s72-c/DSCF2029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-5273674494081829392</id><published>2009-07-07T13:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T13:44:09.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July :)  [maybe some of the fifth]</title><content type='html'>For the fourth of July, I went over to the Mason's around 3:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took cake pops and popcicles...&lt;br /&gt;Plus the left over pudding and whip cream from the cake for Jessica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all just worked to get the food ready, and we had TONS of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millions of steaks, lots of chicken, and loads of desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were getting the food ready, Scott, Emily, Caden, and Jessica filled up water balloons so we could play the towell balloon game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't last and a huge water fight broke out instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably was the most wet because Robert dumped a WHOLE huge bucket of water on me from the roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water fight eventually ended and we had dinner.. and boy was it yummy. Josh even made me a grilled cheese since I don't eat meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we ate, we did the planned deal for the water games and then all got in warm clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then did fireworks. :)&lt;br /&gt;While doing that, a huge fight broke out with the snaps.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was throwing them on everyone... no one was safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved spending the weekend with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Sunday, Robert called me over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should all be proud... I ATE MEAT. I ate a bite of ribs and a bite of chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to fight the tears and gag reflex... but I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Robert and I watched TV and I even fell asleep for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;I got woken up by my sister texting me&lt;br /&gt;I received news that my uncle &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1076255339&amp;amp;v=feed&amp;amp;story_fbid=1162776024348#/profile.php?id=1076255339&amp;amp;v=wall&amp;amp;viewas=511721218"&gt;Nate&lt;/a&gt; has passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its probably the saddest thing I've ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a great guy and usually the only one that would talk to me at the family parties.&lt;br /&gt;He will truly be missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-5273674494081829392?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/5273674494081829392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=5273674494081829392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5273674494081829392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/5273674494081829392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/07/fourth-of-july-maybe-some-of-fifth.html' title='Fourth of July :)  [maybe some of the fifth]'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-6295060674661597322</id><published>2009-07-07T13:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T13:30:47.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessica's Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SlOhSo2vn6I/AAAAAAAABBY/UMjxlUN88JY/s1600-h/birthday3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355801723450400674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SlOhSo2vn6I/AAAAAAAABBY/UMjxlUN88JY/s320/birthday3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday was Jessica's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;The big twenty-five!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we planned (by we, I mostly mean Josh) a surprise party for her up in the canyon. They would go to get food and then meet us up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Robert were the only ones there... and we were even late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a special cake for her and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those in attendance were :&lt;br /&gt;Scott &amp;amp; Emily&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Robert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica &amp;amp; Josh (obviously)&lt;br /&gt;Tasha &amp;amp; her husband &amp;amp; their little girl Emma&lt;br /&gt;Alicia Mower&lt;br /&gt;Jessica "Penovich" (insert new last name here) &amp;amp; her husband&lt;br /&gt;Jen (whom I didn't know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all brought up our own food and then played around the canyon for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once it got dark, we (now down to Robert, I, Jessica, Josh, &amp;amp; Alicia) watched Lady in the Water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never seen it before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And had NO idea what was going on for the first half since I couldn't hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Jessica!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-6295060674661597322?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/6295060674661597322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=6295060674661597322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6295060674661597322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/6295060674661597322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/07/jessicas-birthday.html' title='Jessica&apos;s Birthday!'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/SlOhSo2vn6I/AAAAAAAABBY/UMjxlUN88JY/s72-c/birthday3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-3472618916944289439</id><published>2009-07-02T12:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:12:27.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>school update</title><content type='html'>I know you all don't really care about my life in college... as all of you are probably also in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its all I'm doing lately.. besides hanging out with the Masons :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first week and it was going good.. the homework was easy, but took its time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to math in the mornings, come home mid afternoon and do my homework, and finish up around two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I usually like to crash and just watch TV or a movie to get it all out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even got nine/ten on my quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not too bad since I only have the one class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today was the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part I did okay, but there were a couple of problems I kept going back to.&lt;br /&gt;Over.&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;Over.&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;Over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't figure them out. It wasn't like I didn't know how to do the work.. the problems were just bizarre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally I finished and now I'm home trying to decide what to do...... as I did NOT enjoy going today at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than tests I'm really liking being in school again and wish I wouldn't have put it off for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND only a month and a half left until I get to go back to work :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-3472618916944289439?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/3472618916944289439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=3472618916944289439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3472618916944289439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/3472618916944289439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/07/school-update.html' title='school update'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832357948231281343.post-4876446182848467348</id><published>2009-06-27T16:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:03:38.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting news</title><content type='html'>For so long I've been ready to move out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had plans to move out with my sister Kacee... but that didn't work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to just stay at home and save up my money.&lt;br /&gt;Still wishing I could move out and have my own space, own rules, own grown up life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a couple of days ago, Rob's sister Jessica asked me to move in with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its her story to tell or not tell about the situation, but because of it, she will be renting a house instead of staying at her parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her to death and is a great friend, so I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still don't know exactly where or how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But within the next little while I'll be free :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832357948231281343-4876446182848467348?l=b-muhlestein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/feeds/4876446182848467348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832357948231281343&amp;postID=4876446182848467348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4876446182848467348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832357948231281343/posts/default/4876446182848467348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-muhlestein.blogspot.com/2009/06/exciting-news.html' title='Exciting news'/><author><name>brylie.muhlestein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984200135588236856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XjwwnwwwpXM/TEsxjg-ZS2I/AAAAAAAABWU/exTHJw52UUo/S220/DSCF2150.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
