<?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-1604230539165007303</id><updated>2012-02-13T17:40:22.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voigts Sauce</title><subtitle type='html'>Forever and Always. No Matter What.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-282323119444827872</id><published>2012-02-10T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T19:27:27.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Fanatic Friday's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4cvcLGD9VQo/TzXeu2j2EwI/AAAAAAAACos/DyC9o4uT_wA/s1600/IMG_1787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4cvcLGD9VQo/TzXeu2j2EwI/AAAAAAAACos/DyC9o4uT_wA/s1600/IMG_1787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, let's be honest... I am a quote GURU. I'm what you'd call and addict to uplifting things, sayings, quotes, etc. You know the drill. I have decided to share my FAVORITE quote for Friday's... We'll call it Favorite Fanatic Friday. I might also start to include any of my Favorite products or Favorite deals I've found out in my adventures lately.&lt;br /&gt;So, for tonight, here is my FAVORITE quote. I LOVE it. Thank you to friends, pinterest, and the social media networking my husband likes to call BOOK FACE (Facebook) I am able to connect with such wonderful thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;As for a Favorite product for this week, I shall post pics later BUT, a hot item is the V-Neck Boyfriend Tee's this week at Target by Mossimo for only $10.00- comes in all colors. My Mom bought me two and I had to go back and get one in another color. Watch out Target I might be back. Amongst other steals and deals I found an AMAZING Betsey Johnson tote at TJ MAXX for only $15.00. Regular Sticker price? $115.00. Yup! I will take $100.00 off. And I did just that. Almost felt like it was FREE.&lt;br /&gt;So, stay tuned for Favorite Fanatic Friday's. (Mainly stay tuned for amazing deals and where I find them, and while you are at it, if you have great finds, share em!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-282323119444827872?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/282323119444827872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=282323119444827872&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/282323119444827872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/282323119444827872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/favorite-fanatic-fridays.html' title='Favorite Fanatic Friday&apos;s'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4cvcLGD9VQo/TzXeu2j2EwI/AAAAAAAACos/DyC9o4uT_wA/s72-c/IMG_1787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-3101366521478114909</id><published>2012-02-07T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T14:00:44.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y6eAN55DQ68/TzGdhMYqQjI/AAAAAAAACnk/Gj1GgdqNbMY/s1600/IMG_1530.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y6eAN55DQ68/TzGdhMYqQjI/AAAAAAAACnk/Gj1GgdqNbMY/s320/IMG_1530.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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ryan has changed me for the better. He really has. I personally am so happy I met him in Texas 6 years ago this year. I cannot believe that we are coming up on our 4th year of Marriage. He makes me fall in LOVE every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GKEi8H0le7I/TzGes2KeC9I/AAAAAAAACn0/jLc8m8Otd5o/s1600/IMG_1555.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GKEi8H0le7I/TzGes2KeC9I/AAAAAAAACn0/jLc8m8Otd5o/s320/IMG_1555.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xlgoIy0Q8W4/TzGe6NI817I/AAAAAAAACn8/hag_ul3ScH0/s1600/IMG_0917.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xlgoIy0Q8W4/TzGe6NI817I/AAAAAAAACn8/hag_ul3ScH0/s320/IMG_0917.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's to FALLING IN LOVE EVERY SINGLE DAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-3101366521478114909?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3101366521478114909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=3101366521478114909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3101366521478114909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3101366521478114909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/change.html' title='Change.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y6eAN55DQ68/TzGdhMYqQjI/AAAAAAAACnk/Gj1GgdqNbMY/s72-c/IMG_1530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-6664944118101844357</id><published>2012-02-03T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T19:20:53.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mjbWcXnbMf4/TyyjJ4h_qmI/AAAAAAAACnE/GcobKXMb1to/s1600/IMG_1745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mjbWcXnbMf4/TyyjJ4h_qmI/AAAAAAAACnE/GcobKXMb1to/s320/IMG_1745.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ryan and I LOVE our date nights. Here is one that we went on with some friends of ours from here and also my old mission companions. LOVE that we all still keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8tIyQNcb8JI/TyyjOj87yfI/AAAAAAAACnM/0t3_JOEt5w0/s1600/IMG_1751.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8tIyQNcb8JI/TyyjOj87yfI/AAAAAAAACnM/0t3_JOEt5w0/s320/IMG_1751.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is my ever so handsome nephew Gavin and I on our visit to Texas this past December. Sure do love him and miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KcA1gMU2UII/TyyjS7CZd7I/AAAAAAAACnU/mBvuWz6TTV8/s1600/IMG_1752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KcA1gMU2UII/TyyjS7CZd7I/AAAAAAAACnU/mBvuWz6TTV8/s320/IMG_1752.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My mother in law, Karen and I at the Voigts family Christmas Eve party. Always a great time in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ez8Hw70sVbI/TyyjcIE4m4I/AAAAAAAACnc/DjBnngYGfqU/s1600/IMG_1761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ez8Hw70sVbI/TyyjcIE4m4I/AAAAAAAACnc/DjBnngYGfqU/s320/IMG_1761.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I saw this quote on Facebook this week from some friends and I had to share. These words have a lot of meaning to me right now.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that you all have a great Super Bowl weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-6664944118101844357?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6664944118101844357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=6664944118101844357&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6664944118101844357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6664944118101844357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/just-us.html' title='Just Us.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mjbWcXnbMf4/TyyjJ4h_qmI/AAAAAAAACnE/GcobKXMb1to/s72-c/IMG_1745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-2498485859984506953</id><published>2012-01-31T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T07:42:00.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenity and Peace.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GeifWBlEFTs/TygHjQGm6vI/AAAAAAAACm8/xkA16LoJAQA/s1600/313031997_E3KCnXwa_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GeifWBlEFTs/TygHjQGm6vI/AAAAAAAACm8/xkA16LoJAQA/s320/313031997_E3KCnXwa_c.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I simply love the Temple. I just do. Ryan and I have been the past two weeks. It just provides a state of Peace that is so quiet and simple. I have been blessed with an abundance of blessings in my life. During most days for just a couple of minutes my mind will trail off to nowhere's land and I will find myself blissfully thinking of how much I really do have.&lt;br /&gt;We are all blessed in certain ways and I know many of my friends feel the same way. Totally Blessed. I am not the only soul out there that receives blessings. I know I am also not the only one that has trials too. This past week particularly has been a rough one, not too sure I would ever like to repeat it. Somewhere in the midst of trials you throw your hands in the air and ask: "IS THIS DONE?" I will be honest I felt that way this past week and maybe a little into this week.&lt;br /&gt;When you grow up and finally figure out what your true calling in life is you believe or think that you are set right? I thought that last year in about October. I thought I had it all planned, well WE of course. By WE, I mean Ryan and I. Then something happened. Those plans were pushed aside for other plans. Sometimes there are other plans that have to take place in order to get to where you need to be.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan successfully obtained a wonderful job at eBay and we are so blessed and thankful for that. He started yesterday. I am so happy for him. He came home last night just ecstatic to be working again and not so much that, but to be in a place where he knows he is supposed to be. I was called to serve in the Young Womens presidency so I am now surrounded by WONDERFUL girls and leaders who represent their worth as a daughter of God every day. It is a true blessing to me to see what our value as women really does mean.&lt;br /&gt;So, the Lord had better plans for us. Some might call it fate and that is ok too. But I like to think of it as one door closing and one door opening. (I still want to be a hairdresser just so you know!!!) I've tucked it away for a minute to see what I REALLY need to be doing.... There is always a great lesson to be learned in the value of timing... (Just like my last post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have shared this before but I am sharing again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do the one thing that you think you cannot do. Fail at it. Try again. Do better the second time. The only people who never tumble are those who never mount the high wire. This is your moment. OWN it."--- Oprah Winfrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I attempted to conquer my fear of swimming. I did it. What have you done to conquer fear this week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-2498485859984506953?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2498485859984506953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=2498485859984506953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2498485859984506953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2498485859984506953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/serenity-and-peace.html' title='Serenity and Peace.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GeifWBlEFTs/TygHjQGm6vI/AAAAAAAACm8/xkA16LoJAQA/s72-c/313031997_E3KCnXwa_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-9074430624146907596</id><published>2012-01-08T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T10:22:33.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hpik8lC0RKo/Twnb-pmzppI/AAAAAAAACm0/YSzchPeRyL4/s1600/119054425_RqZvXQ3W_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hpik8lC0RKo/Twnb-pmzppI/AAAAAAAACm0/YSzchPeRyL4/s1600/119054425_RqZvXQ3W_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Time heals, that is what they all say right? Time is of the essence. Timing is everything. All in due time. I'll wait for the right time; words that have all flown off of my lips. I will just wait to get things done... I think I need more time to decide. How many of us wait for TIME? I know that I sure have in the past and I still do today. Maybe it's just not the right timing. But then maybe it is. Have you ever thought about that? Have you ever wondered how much time we really have in life? How many moments slip right past us and then we cannot recover them or we forget them? I know I am guilty of this as well.&lt;br /&gt;For the past 34 months of my life- yes almost 3 years... I have spent a LOT of time figuring out ALICIA. I have spent hours on my body energy, my happiness, my love for life, my passion for dreams I have yet to accomplish, my life with my amazing husband, my future motherhood capabilities, my moods, my childhood, my fears, and most of all my drive and passion for others. Somewhere in all of this I feel that I have found myself. In due time as most critics would say things happen right? I feel an overwhelming love for the world around me and most of all within the walls of my home.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking the other day how truly blessed I am to be a happy, healthy creator of the Voigts home but more importantly to share my love for my family (of 2) and also future family. I have worked at this for years friends. When I was little I longed for a happy married life. I longed for a home of my own that I could create and within there welcome every single guest with a huge grateful heart. I am happy today. Why you ask? Because my body and the ever so strong willed spirit inside of my body have allowed me time to figure things out. The body that we have is wonderful. Listen to your heart. It is the best way to know what your mind, soul, brain, and your body need.&lt;br /&gt;I am honored to say that I have let go of my fears (of course at the present time) and that my body has allowed me to heal. It has allowed for many many doors to open and quite a few to be shut for good. It is allowing me to realize my full potential as a woman, wife, and future mom. I can think of nothing better.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in timing. If you don't, try to heal anything you've wanted to fix in your life and you will soon realize that timing is on your side. Do that and realize what the world really is like and what kind of example you want to leave. I know I want to leave everything better than I found it. It matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;Time. I love you Time. Thank you for allowing me to take care of my soul inside. I am ready to move forward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-9074430624146907596?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9074430624146907596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=9074430624146907596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/9074430624146907596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/9074430624146907596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hpik8lC0RKo/Twnb-pmzppI/AAAAAAAACm0/YSzchPeRyL4/s72-c/119054425_RqZvXQ3W_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-5867812570775835778</id><published>2012-01-06T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T17:57:21.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Bring Back Pretty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="headline" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The Death Of Pretty&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: right; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: -22px; margin-top: 2px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 159px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: left; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: -1px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a class="fb_share_button" href="http://www.facebook.com/share.php?u=http://www.ncregister.com/blog/the-death-of-pretty" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #3b5998; background-image: url(http://b.static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/zAB5S/hash/4273uaqa.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 100% 0%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; border-bottom-color: rgb(41, 85, 130); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(41, 85, 130); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(41, 85, 130); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-style: initial; border-top-color: rgb(41, 85, 130); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: white; display: inline-block; font-size: 11px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal arial, verdana, sans-serif; height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 20px; padding-top: 1px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;Share&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: right; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="20" scrolling="no" src="http://api.tweetmeme.com/button.js?url=http%3A//www.ncregister.com/blog/the-death-of-pretty&amp;amp;style=compact&amp;amp;source=NCRegister&amp;amp;service=bit.ly&amp;amp;o=http%3A//www.facebook.com/l.php%3Fu%3Dhttp%253A%252F%252Fwww.ncregister.com%252Fblog%252Fthe-death-of-pretty%26h%3DfAQGcltYi&amp;amp;b=1" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="90"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;cite class="byline" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;by Pat Archbold&lt;/cite&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i class="info" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Wednesday, December 21, 2011 11:11 AM&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="comments-count" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Comments&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.ncregister.com/blog/the-death-of-pretty/#blogComments" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #c1272d; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;(375)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="content" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;This post is intended as a lament of sorts, a lament for something in the culture that is dying and may never been seen again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Pretty, pretty is dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;People will define pretty differently.&amp;nbsp; For the purposes of this piece, I define pretty as a mutually enriching balanced combination of beauty and projected innocence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Once upon a time, women wanted to project an innocence.&amp;nbsp; I am not idealizing another age and I have no illusions about the virtues of our grandparents, concupiscence being what it is.&amp;nbsp; But some things were different in the back then.&amp;nbsp; First and foremost, many beautiful women, whatever the state of their souls, still wished to project a public innocence and virtue.&amp;nbsp; And that combination of beauty and innocence is what I define as pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;By nature, generally when men see this combination in women it brings out their better qualities, their best in fact.&amp;nbsp; That special combination of beauty and innocence, the pretty inspires men to protect and defend it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Young women today do not seem to aspire to pretty, they prefer to be regarded as hot. Hotness is something altogether different.&amp;nbsp; When women want to be hot instead of pretty, they must view themselves in a certain way and consequently men view them differently as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;As I said, pretty inspires men’s nobler instincts to protect and defend.&amp;nbsp; Pretty is cherished. Hotness, on the other hand, is a commodity.&amp;nbsp; Its value is temporary and must be used.&amp;nbsp; It is a consumable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Nowhere is this pretty deficit more obvious than in our “stars,” the people we elevate as the “ideal.”&amp;nbsp; The stars of the fifties surely suffered from the same sin as do stars of today.&amp;nbsp; Stars of the fifties weren’t ideal but they pursued a public ideal different from today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The merits of hotness over pretty is easy enough to understand, they made an entire musical about it.&amp;nbsp; Who can forget how pretty Olivia Newton John was at the beginning of Grease.&amp;nbsp; Beautiful and innocent.&amp;nbsp; But her desire to be desired leads her to throw away all that is valuable in herself in the vain hopes of getting the attention of a boy.&amp;nbsp; In the process, she destroys her innocence and thus destroys the pretty.&amp;nbsp; What we are left with is hotness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Hotness is a consumable.&amp;nbsp; A consumable that consumes as it is consumed but brings no warmth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Most girls don’t want to be pretty anymore even if they understand what it is.&amp;nbsp; It is ironic that 40 years of women’s liberation has succeeded only in turning women into a commodity.&amp;nbsp; Something to be used up and thrown out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Of course men play a role in this as well, but women should know better and they once did.&amp;nbsp; Once upon a time you would hear girls talk about kind of women men date and the kind they marry.&amp;nbsp; You don’t hear things like that anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;But here is the real truth.&amp;nbsp; Most men prefer pretty over hot.&amp;nbsp; Even back in 6th grade I hated the “hot” Olivia Newton John and felt sorry for her that she had to debase herself in such a way.&amp;nbsp; Still do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Our problem is that society doesn’t value innocence anymore, real or imagined.&amp;nbsp; Nobody aspires to innocence anymore.&amp;nbsp; Nobody wants to be thought of as innocent, the good girl.&amp;nbsp; They want to be hot, not pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;I still hope that pretty comes back, although I think it not likely any time soon.&amp;nbsp; For every Taylor Swift, there are a hundred Megan Foxs, or Lindsay Lohans, or Miley Cyruses etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Girls, please, bring back the pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.ncregister.com/blog/the-death-of-pretty#ixzz1ijXVxtlS" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #003399; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;http://www.ncregister.com/blog/the-death-of-pretty#ixzz1ijXVxtlS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&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/1604230539165007303-5867812570775835778?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5867812570775835778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=5867812570775835778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5867812570775835778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5867812570775835778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/girls-bring-back-pretty.html' title='Girls Bring Back Pretty.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-7588505095958629357</id><published>2012-01-04T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T15:06:13.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Igniting a Fire Within...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_4fCY_-uOjo/TwTY8Qs9f4I/AAAAAAAACmQ/04cDnb08rbE/s1600/IMG_1144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_4fCY_-uOjo/TwTY8Qs9f4I/AAAAAAAACmQ/04cDnb08rbE/s320/IMG_1144.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I found this wall hanging this past summer and I bought it instantly. It hangs in my living room and I read it EVERY day before I leave our home. I LOVE it. Love everything it says, love everything about it. It kindly reminds me of what I should be doing and looking forward to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CWdaoFpiRSs/TwTZClopOaI/AAAAAAAACmY/4_1mg0UPl3M/s1600/IMG_1350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CWdaoFpiRSs/TwTZClopOaI/AAAAAAAACmY/4_1mg0UPl3M/s320/IMG_1350.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here are some pictures of my favorite person- Ryan. Could y'all have guessed it? I know, he is my life. I have made it a goal to be more of a better listener to family, friends, and of course my husband this year. I could literally talk someone's ear off... So, I have no problem talking. But I want to be more realistic in listening intently. Listening with purpose. Making sure I know what I need to do for myself, my marriage, and for relationships in my life of friends and family. I have decided that it is about being your "real" self- however that looks for you. Keep in touch with friends, make an earnest effort to not back out on plans, and be there for MYSELF. You might think that is selfish but I can honestly say for me it's not. Being there for ALICIA could be the best thing for me in 2012. I have started off the week with these thoughts in mind. I am kindly reminded by so many amazing friends of mine how many people &amp;nbsp;believe in me and my dreams. I thank you all for that. You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5JPlYxCVYo/TwTZJXrmqUI/AAAAAAAACmg/IYw0lSQYRZM/s1600/IMG_1388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5JPlYxCVYo/TwTZJXrmqUI/AAAAAAAACmg/IYw0lSQYRZM/s320/IMG_1388.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of my biggest goals since I have been married, (if you know me well enough) was to ALWAYS have a clean home and have it be very welcoming to all who enter. Most recently I added the finishing touches to our room and I LOVE it. Thank you to Pinterest for so many brilliant ideas and lots of creativity. I have to say that 2012 holds a lot for My Husband and I. And truthfully I cannot wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-7588505095958629357?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7588505095958629357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=7588505095958629357&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7588505095958629357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7588505095958629357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-igniting-fire-within.html' title='I&apos;m Igniting a Fire Within...'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_4fCY_-uOjo/TwTY8Qs9f4I/AAAAAAAACmQ/04cDnb08rbE/s72-c/IMG_1144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-6933459526133149449</id><published>2011-12-31T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T15:59:31.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Cheer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hoonLWfx2os/Tv-gnc8cBuI/AAAAAAAACls/zkjWljiEf0g/s1600/397417_2816250360942_1099335510_33106077_1881454564_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hoonLWfx2os/Tv-gnc8cBuI/AAAAAAAACls/zkjWljiEf0g/s320/397417_2816250360942_1099335510_33106077_1881454564_n.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ry and I have to admit that we had a great Christmas. It was so nice to be around EVERYONE that we love and cherish. We had a chance to go to Texas this year to celebrate with the Voigts and it was divine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bEmRZ5reJS8/Tv-gqXlppBI/AAAAAAAACl0/Z8uvuRDj5aM/s1600/379395_2867665646292_1099335510_33137612_139640566_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bEmRZ5reJS8/Tv-gqXlppBI/AAAAAAAACl0/Z8uvuRDj5aM/s320/379395_2867665646292_1099335510_33137612_139640566_n.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We got to go shopping, eat out, spend time with our darling newphew, Ryan's parents and also our Brother and sister in law. We always have a great time in Texas. We feel right at home. We celebrated Christmas with my Mom, Grandma Jackie, Brother and Sister in law, and the Bendall grandparents the Sunday prior to Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WA0e1ns_BR8/Tv-gsWoOlcI/AAAAAAAACl8/MiEANThOYnU/s1600/397779_2784256161107_1099335510_33091591_1584714596_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WA0e1ns_BR8/Tv-gsWoOlcI/AAAAAAAACl8/MiEANThOYnU/s320/397779_2784256161107_1099335510_33091591_1584714596_n.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is the 5 of us at Little America. We got to have brunch with Santa and it was so fun. Santa and Mrs. Clause were sure cuties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wWPqWCLxD2Y/Tv-gu6raxMI/AAAAAAAACmE/LTRkT8HjrAw/s1600/378586_2867661926199_1099335510_33137609_1042030417_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wWPqWCLxD2Y/Tv-gu6raxMI/AAAAAAAACmE/LTRkT8HjrAw/s320/378586_2867661926199_1099335510_33137609_1042030417_n.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The festivities continued into our week last week and we went to dinner with my Dad, his girlfriend Tamara and my brother and sister in law. We went to Bucca Di Beppo and then exchanged gifts. We arrived in Texas on Christmas Eve and stayed for 5 days. We have had a great Holiday so far. We wish you all a very plentiful 2012! Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-6933459526133149449?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6933459526133149449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=6933459526133149449&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6933459526133149449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6933459526133149449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-cheer_31.html' title='Holiday Cheer!'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hoonLWfx2os/Tv-gnc8cBuI/AAAAAAAACls/zkjWljiEf0g/s72-c/397417_2816250360942_1099335510_33106077_1881454564_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-8187030724467618676</id><published>2011-12-13T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T08:17:12.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want it back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-llmiam_rUXs/Tud6D5uioRI/AAAAAAAACk8/I9g8UZ_5IBQ/s1600/100_0549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-llmiam_rUXs/Tud6D5uioRI/AAAAAAAACk8/I9g8UZ_5IBQ/s320/100_0549.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/-RO-rOKUCNrQ/Tud6KFKzzkI/AAAAAAAAClE/hddbCh1P-bQ/s1600/100_0773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RO-rOKUCNrQ/Tud6KFKzzkI/AAAAAAAAClE/hddbCh1P-bQ/s320/100_0773.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/-u8KVuTBa-LM/Tud6PzK6zpI/AAAAAAAAClM/KUB4vTH_kMY/s1600/100_1099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8KVuTBa-LM/Tud6PzK6zpI/AAAAAAAAClM/KUB4vTH_kMY/s320/100_1099.JPG" width="268" /&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/-tKwRuwLi_E0/Tud6ZLGCc3I/AAAAAAAAClU/AaYUOyFOpJE/s1600/100_1259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tKwRuwLi_E0/Tud6ZLGCc3I/AAAAAAAAClU/AaYUOyFOpJE/s320/100_1259.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My long curly hair. I miss you, come back to me. I am missing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-8187030724467618676?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8187030724467618676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=8187030724467618676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/8187030724467618676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/8187030724467618676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-want-it-back.html' title='I want it back.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-llmiam_rUXs/Tud6D5uioRI/AAAAAAAACk8/I9g8UZ_5IBQ/s72-c/100_0549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-4092527083439587651</id><published>2011-12-07T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T08:44:53.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Cheer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SUZQgPt5yug/Tt-W2iU_MJI/AAAAAAAACjs/SyenkHjDI5A/s1600/IMG_1489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SUZQgPt5yug/Tt-W2iU_MJI/AAAAAAAACjs/SyenkHjDI5A/s320/IMG_1489.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Every year eBay does a company Holiday party somewhere. This year it was at the Rail Events Center. It was pretty cool. Here is some of the awesome decor they had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jk-ALIUUxZs/Tt-W557niDI/AAAAAAAACj0/SHwiZHu9dh4/s1600/IMG_1490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jk-ALIUUxZs/Tt-W557niDI/AAAAAAAACj0/SHwiZHu9dh4/s320/IMG_1490.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is just one of the tables of food. They had sushi, gourmet meats, sliders, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rMw_jNsuTEc/Tt-W8FmiQYI/AAAAAAAACj8/BpLWs5eL3Tc/s1600/IMG_1492.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rMw_jNsuTEc/Tt-W8FmiQYI/AAAAAAAACj8/BpLWs5eL3Tc/s320/IMG_1492.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was a formal event so here is Ry and I that night. We had so much fun getting ready for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iHcQ1pF-4dc/Tt-XD-Nl_wI/AAAAAAAACkE/WFmeruFOdxA/s1600/IMG_1493.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iHcQ1pF-4dc/Tt-XD-Nl_wI/AAAAAAAACkE/WFmeruFOdxA/s320/IMG_1493.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We attended the party with Justin and Maddie. Here is Maddie and I enjoying the party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xTuSrwErY-4/Tt-XHSzbYOI/AAAAAAAACkM/hjCoLGuevkk/s1600/IMG_1501.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xTuSrwErY-4/Tt-XHSzbYOI/AAAAAAAACkM/hjCoLGuevkk/s320/IMG_1501.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of my most favorite girls- Katrina. We had fun dancing and laughing!! She looked amazingly beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GNzWSy4u51E/Tt-XITZWwQI/AAAAAAAACkU/D_gvv7CpNqE/s1600/IMG_1506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GNzWSy4u51E/Tt-XITZWwQI/AAAAAAAACkU/D_gvv7CpNqE/s320/IMG_1506.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Monday was my Mom's birthday so we went to Cheesecake Factory. We also had a dinner Sunday night with the entire Buchan side. Hope you had a GREAT day Mom!!! Here's to a little Holiday Cheer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-4092527083439587651?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4092527083439587651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=4092527083439587651&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/4092527083439587651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/4092527083439587651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-cheer.html' title='Holiday Cheer'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SUZQgPt5yug/Tt-W2iU_MJI/AAAAAAAACjs/SyenkHjDI5A/s72-c/IMG_1489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-6024278224466933462</id><published>2011-11-29T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T06:04:47.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ytaDSOwrj6Y/TtTkgrB6BEI/AAAAAAAACjk/86qDEeJj-B4/s1600/IMG_0429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ytaDSOwrj6Y/TtTkgrB6BEI/AAAAAAAACjk/86qDEeJj-B4/s320/IMG_0429.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes you realize you have the best LOVE anyone can find. Then you take a look around you and realize that LOVE is everywhere. Love is in your home, your friends, your job, your warm food on the table, your roof over your head, your family (even if it is just 2 of you), and the abundant blessings of your marriage.&lt;br /&gt;The ancient promise that Love is gentle, kind, patient, etc. can be seen every day of your life. I LOVE life. I have always been the kind of person to love children in need, and every year Ryan and I donate at the Holiday Season to a family who is in need. My amazing job at eBay offers this opportunity through the Salvation Army Angel Tree. This year we have a 6 year old boy and all he wished for was a fishing pole. I cannot wait to fulfill this little boys dreams for the Holiday Season. There is something magical about giving back and helping another person, even if that is your entire Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;My Mom called last night and said that she got a "christmas box" to put together a Christmas dinner for a family in need. I cannot wait to participate in that as well.&lt;br /&gt;I have found that in GIVING of yourself and your time as well as sharing your talents is the most important thing that we can offer. LOVE is everywhere if you simply take a look around. There are so many in need and with the Holiday Season here there are many that need abundant blessings. I can think of no better way to give back than to share my LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;There is something about people in need too. The sparkle in their eye and the smile on their face. My Dad and I have visited Pioneer Park on occasion and simply passed out blankets or his old sweatshirts. It is a miracle. What people won't give just to talk to someone about their life and where they have been.&lt;br /&gt;Sure puts a huge smile on my face. Tis the season of LOVE and GIVING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-6024278224466933462?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6024278224466933462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=6024278224466933462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6024278224466933462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6024278224466933462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/ode-to-love.html' title='Ode to Love.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ytaDSOwrj6Y/TtTkgrB6BEI/AAAAAAAACjk/86qDEeJj-B4/s72-c/IMG_0429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-5762121938069874126</id><published>2011-11-26T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T13:55:38.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Voigts in Utah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BNKBEtJJfQ/TtFeT5Hb6nI/AAAAAAAACiE/8NVWUWW2ozA/s1600/392766_2609856401222_1099335510_33013153_1212382461_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="239px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BNKBEtJJfQ/TtFeT5Hb6nI/AAAAAAAACiE/8NVWUWW2ozA/s320/392766_2609856401222_1099335510_33013153_1212382461_n.jpg" width="320px" /&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/-72wEQlTY34w/TtFej8kXRcI/AAAAAAAACiM/br-UoQbl6LE/s1600/388446_2609860521325_1099335510_33013154_946768250_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="239px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-72wEQlTY34w/TtFej8kXRcI/AAAAAAAACiM/br-UoQbl6LE/s320/388446_2609860521325_1099335510_33013154_946768250_n.jpg" width="320px" /&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/-1MhofUyciwY/TtFeoT9my9I/AAAAAAAACiU/VHbaQJzLtcc/s1600/377419_2609961163841_1099335510_33013214_764292027_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1MhofUyciwY/TtFeoT9my9I/AAAAAAAACiU/VHbaQJzLtcc/s320/377419_2609961163841_1099335510_33013214_764292027_n.jpg" width="239px" /&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/-TMrEJAmXnAM/TtFeqwlBCxI/AAAAAAAACic/DQgm7JjDvHg/s1600/302250_2609964043913_1099335510_33013217_1909987439_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TMrEJAmXnAM/TtFeqwlBCxI/AAAAAAAACic/DQgm7JjDvHg/s320/302250_2609964043913_1099335510_33013217_1909987439_n.jpg" width="239px" /&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/-riBtjYTnv_Y/TtFevV4ErII/AAAAAAAACik/tUEnPyGTyAE/s1600/375609_2609979764306_1099335510_33013229_1719333186_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="239px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-riBtjYTnv_Y/TtFevV4ErII/AAAAAAAACik/tUEnPyGTyAE/s320/375609_2609979764306_1099335510_33013229_1719333186_n.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q66jHvcrjTI/TtFfMPn_7XI/AAAAAAAACjc/QcY6nlPp8ZY/s1600/383072_2609976644228_1099335510_33013226_864109599_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="239px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q66jHvcrjTI/TtFfMPn_7XI/AAAAAAAACjc/QcY6nlPp8ZY/s320/383072_2609976644228_1099335510_33013226_864109599_n.jpg" width="320px" /&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/-GvhShZx59CA/TtFezPynRmI/AAAAAAAACis/-Hk7_Vlbv-A/s1600/315513_2609967363996_1099335510_33013218_1809970177_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GvhShZx59CA/TtFezPynRmI/AAAAAAAACis/-Hk7_Vlbv-A/s320/315513_2609967363996_1099335510_33013218_1809970177_n.jpg" width="239px" /&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/-fyzQGce_nr0/TtFe1oGL0pI/AAAAAAAACi0/3nHFNNhyBJA/s1600/313648_2609973484149_1099335510_33013224_1737346839_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fyzQGce_nr0/TtFe1oGL0pI/AAAAAAAACi0/3nHFNNhyBJA/s320/313648_2609973484149_1099335510_33013224_1737346839_n.jpg" width="239px" /&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/-9Pz-1ZXakTE/TtFe5Ahz2rI/AAAAAAAACi8/T2qIRlKgzYQ/s1600/375840_2609865001437_1099335510_33013155_1221614957_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Pz-1ZXakTE/TtFe5Ahz2rI/AAAAAAAACi8/T2qIRlKgzYQ/s320/375840_2609865001437_1099335510_33013155_1221614957_n.jpg" width="239px" /&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/-s6Dz5ztKzLE/TtFe8UKwKkI/AAAAAAAACjE/ITEaPOB6DRc/s1600/389520_2620116257712_1099335510_33017481_236054903_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s6Dz5ztKzLE/TtFe8UKwKkI/AAAAAAAACjE/ITEaPOB6DRc/s320/389520_2620116257712_1099335510_33017481_236054903_n.jpg" width="239px" /&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/-YHqX_GEBQwU/TtFe_CvApdI/AAAAAAAACjM/l8Vgp7V5Mfw/s1600/381803_2620119377790_1099335510_33017486_962955940_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YHqX_GEBQwU/TtFe_CvApdI/AAAAAAAACjM/l8Vgp7V5Mfw/s320/381803_2620119377790_1099335510_33017486_962955940_n.jpg" width="240px" /&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/-rk8ngLSte14/TtFfBqIBUkI/AAAAAAAACjU/IYNVQ6_KX-8/s1600/317747_2620123017881_1099335510_33017491_953655925_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rk8ngLSte14/TtFfBqIBUkI/AAAAAAAACjU/IYNVQ6_KX-8/s320/317747_2620123017881_1099335510_33017491_953655925_n.jpg" width="239px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'd have to be crazy not to say that I am one lucky Aunt. And that Ryan is one lucky Uncle. This is our only Nephew and we sure adore this 5 year old. Last month I called my brother in law and told him that I thought it would be a good idea for them to come visit. My sister in law got to go on a cruise with her Mom for Thanksgiving so it was so FUN to have Adam and Gavin with us for about a week. They flew in Sunday afternoon and went home Friday morning. We had a birthday party for Uncle Ryan with cake and ice cream, visited the Living planet aquarium with the penguin encounter, saw Arthur Christmas at the movies and visited Brighton resort for some time in the snow. We also had a nice feast of a Thanksgiving dinner at the Bendall household. It was a GREAT week and I am so glad that they came. If you cannot tell, I LOVE this kid. It is entirely too quiet at my house now. &lt;br /&gt;On the morning we were going to the aquarium I walked out of my room to get Gavin and the boys to leave and Gavin looked up at me and said: " You look beautiful..." Awe I LOVE him. I need him around every day. Thanks for coming to visit Voigts. We LOVE you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-5762121938069874126?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5762121938069874126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=5762121938069874126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5762121938069874126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5762121938069874126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/texas-voigts-in-utah.html' title='Texas Voigts in Utah'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BNKBEtJJfQ/TtFeT5Hb6nI/AAAAAAAACiE/8NVWUWW2ozA/s72-c/392766_2609856401222_1099335510_33013153_1212382461_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-4920530420420035925</id><published>2011-11-22T11:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T11:18:27.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ErrC5eb0Kp4/TsvzKcjTmpI/AAAAAAAAChM/YQCtaRYYYuk/s1600/Recognize_Thanksgiving_Printab.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ErrC5eb0Kp4/TsvzKcjTmpI/AAAAAAAAChM/YQCtaRYYYuk/s320/Recognize_Thanksgiving_Printab.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The most destructive habit..... Worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The greatest Joy..... Giving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The greatest Loss..... Loss of self respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The most satisfying work..... Helping others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The ugliest personality trait..... Selfishness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The most endangered species..... Dedicated leaders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Our greatest natural resource..... our youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The greatest "shot" in the arm..... Encouragement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The greatest problem to overcome..... Fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The most effective sleeping pill..... Peace of Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The most crippling failure disease..... Excuses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The most powerful force in life..... Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The most dangerous pariah.... A gosspier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The world's most incredible computer..... The brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The worst thing to be without.... Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The deadliest weapon..... The tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The two most power-filled words..... "I Can"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The greatest asset..... Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The most worthless emoition.... Self-pity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The most beautiful attire.... SMILE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The most prized possession.... Integrity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The most powerful channel of communication.... Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The most contagious spirit.... Enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I LOVE this "The" list. It was given to me on my mission and is a kind reminder of things we have in life. And, maybe some things we should not take for granted. I am so THANKFUL for this time of year. Reflecting on blessings is the most powerful thing in the world. I have a LOT to be thankful for, and at this time of year have a chance to re-new my faith in all of the wonderful blessings we have been given. Happy Thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EwsNP6O6org/Tsv0ex5QlRI/AAAAAAAAChU/Mz0jqiKFtRI/s1600/IMG_1409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EwsNP6O6org/Tsv0ex5QlRI/AAAAAAAAChU/Mz0jqiKFtRI/s320/IMG_1409.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thankful for my Grandma Bendall and our outings to go shopping, get main's, and eyebrow waxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsvoLiRSkYA/Tsv0iKgZu2I/AAAAAAAAChc/iogI4iTGUD8/s1600/IMG_1423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsvoLiRSkYA/Tsv0iKgZu2I/AAAAAAAAChc/iogI4iTGUD8/s320/IMG_1423.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thankful for the snow and how beautiful it is in the mountains this time of year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kf4JMUGDPtw/Tsv0mNNgGII/AAAAAAAAChk/neK2TFKGYI0/s1600/IMG_1426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kf4JMUGDPtw/Tsv0mNNgGII/AAAAAAAAChk/neK2TFKGYI0/s320/IMG_1426.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thankful for Cinda, Gabbe, Suzie and Eli (Suzie's baby) and the friends that they are to me. They provide so much and for that I am grateful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-caJZG5rQKGA/Tsv0sF0T6-I/AAAAAAAAChs/UlKLpCTHZO0/s1600/IMG_1427.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-caJZG5rQKGA/Tsv0sF0T6-I/AAAAAAAAChs/UlKLpCTHZO0/s320/IMG_1427.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thankful for Ryan and the day he was brought into this world. He is a light in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r5bP7i0X_ss/Tsv0vQlaNrI/AAAAAAAACh0/HTn_6dFGroE/s1600/IMG_1428.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r5bP7i0X_ss/Tsv0vQlaNrI/AAAAAAAACh0/HTn_6dFGroE/s320/IMG_1428.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thankful for celebrations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ctu1AB_Etc/Tsv011Vjs7I/AAAAAAAACh8/JHH7T2eyXOs/s1600/IMG_1429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ctu1AB_Etc/Tsv011Vjs7I/AAAAAAAACh8/JHH7T2eyXOs/s320/IMG_1429.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;All of my blessings are MANY and not all of them are listed but these are just a few...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-4920530420420035925?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4920530420420035925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=4920530420420035925&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/4920530420420035925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/4920530420420035925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/blessings.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ErrC5eb0Kp4/TsvzKcjTmpI/AAAAAAAAChM/YQCtaRYYYuk/s72-c/Recognize_Thanksgiving_Printab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-7416776438287305909</id><published>2011-11-17T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T05:53:35.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer.</title><content type='html'>"Love to pray. Feel often during the day the need for prayer, and take trouble to pray. Prayer enlarges the heart until it is capable of containing God's gift to HImself. Ask and seek and your heart will grow big enough to receive him." --- Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often we find ourselves telling someone with a specific need that the best thing they can do is pray. That's great advice, but it can seem kind of glib when someone's life is in a crisis. Are you always in the mood to pray about certain things, or do you pray and see if your mood catches up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Teresa seems to be saying that the prayer itself gives us a big enough heart to receive Heavenly Father, to let him into our lives. If that is true, you need to keep praying until your heart overflows. You'll know for sure that He is with you then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that for me Prayer has always been a huge daily conversation with my Heavenly Father. I consider it something sacred and powerful. I feel that it is more than just a quick thank you for this and thank you for that. I want to be readily there for people who are in need of the blessings they are awaiting in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been the answer to someone's prayer and seen that AMAZING beautiful person sit in tears wondering how you knew to just "be there"? Or have you prayed for someone in your life and watched them evolve and change? I have been both of these and they are miraculous. Never forget that we can change every day but we can also grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past few weeks Ryan and I have been at the so-called receiving end of these blessings. We have rec'd things that have been more than we would need or more than we have asked for. These things are something that will bless us and have blessed us by the power of prayer. (That does not go without saying the prayers being coupled with Faith.) It might seem crazy that when it rains it most certainly pours (and sometimes the storm goes on FOREVER) However, in those defining moments when you feel that all is lost or that "How am I going to ever get through this...?" comes into your mind, realize that you are loved, blessed, and that you have the things you need in life. (At least that is how I see it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my cup is running over. Blessings are sure. Between the good and the bad, the happy and sad, each of us is loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-7416776438287305909?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7416776438287305909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=7416776438287305909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7416776438287305909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7416776438287305909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/prayer.html' title='Prayer.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-6739920311392856327</id><published>2011-11-11T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T05:55:21.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback on a Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g54gvatEHNI/Tr0ocLqjf7I/AAAAAAAACg0/mcS2Ro16NRc/s1600/100_0836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g54gvatEHNI/Tr0ocLqjf7I/AAAAAAAACg0/mcS2Ro16NRc/s320/100_0836.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sister Bendall all ready to go and preach the Gospel to the Texans. My FAVORITE people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FgWsoahoEvs/Tr0ohn1Hh8I/AAAAAAAACg8/D7vdZBXWDIE/s1600/100_0837.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FgWsoahoEvs/Tr0ohn1Hh8I/AAAAAAAACg8/D7vdZBXWDIE/s320/100_0837.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yup, I LOOKED so good with my helmet. Riding a bike was the BEST. Better than walking! We met TONS of people and I LOVED it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jcFSQe6ChQ8/Tr0olpsdFcI/AAAAAAAAChE/UITl9Lw3Wig/s1600/100_0849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jcFSQe6ChQ8/Tr0olpsdFcI/AAAAAAAAChE/UITl9Lw3Wig/s320/100_0849.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Got a little sun on my skin and I was good. This is Arlethia. Such a devoted woman. Taught her in Waco Texas. I sure miss these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do the one thing you think you cannot do. Fail at it. Try again. Do better the second time. The only people who never tumble are those who never mount the high wire. This is your moment. OWN it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday. Do something you LOVE today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-6739920311392856327?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6739920311392856327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=6739920311392856327&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6739920311392856327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6739920311392856327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/flashback-on-friday.html' title='Flashback on a Friday'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g54gvatEHNI/Tr0ocLqjf7I/AAAAAAAACg0/mcS2Ro16NRc/s72-c/100_0836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-6250890078177289953</id><published>2011-11-07T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T23:31:56.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is...</title><content type='html'>Either a daring adventure or nothing. - Helen Keller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, well today was a long day. I went to eBay for my 10 hour shift (that is 8-6 to be exact) and it was long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MR2AMZO1igQ/TrjX9VJEzmI/AAAAAAAACgs/ytEPKMA13ts/s1600/IMG_0362.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MR2AMZO1igQ/TrjX9VJEzmI/AAAAAAAACgs/ytEPKMA13ts/s320/IMG_0362.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I sat here and sifted through photos on our iMac and this is what I came across(above)... REALLY? I thought I had seen this but Ryan has no clue I am blogging his claim to fame right here, right now. Little does he know that Breaking Dawn comes out on his Birthday weekend....&lt;br /&gt;In all reality I am sitting here at my computer with my desktop and laptop and folders getting everything ready for Taylor Andrews tomorrow. If you are bored of reading my blog about my dreams, I am certainly sorry. I cannot help but think it is just 2 short months away. Last week when Ryan and I had met with the owner I had realized Ryan wasn't saying much. He was being very observant.&lt;br /&gt;When it came time to get back in the car after our tour, etc Ryan said that it almost brought tears to his eyes to see me so excited. He said that my whole demeanor (sp) changed. He said my eyes lit up as it was the best thing that I had ever seen. He also said that he could not be happier for this moment in our life.&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my CUTE Grandma Bendall tonight (Dad's Mom) and she said that she thinks it is great how Ryan and I plan together. I'll have to agree with her.&lt;br /&gt;I have to share something I have been reading (yup I read lots as of lately... I know my Mom would be proud) and here it is:&lt;br /&gt;Commit To Peace&lt;br /&gt;You've grown up in a tumultuous world that gives lip service to peace and undermines it at every turn. Waging peace is not our priority, and each of us have some stake in what happens in the future. What part can we play in committing to peace throughout the land where we live?&lt;br /&gt;Like so many things, peace starts at home. In fact, peace starts with you. Peace is first waged in your heart. How much you fight it may vary from day to day, but your choices to remain at peace influence the world.&lt;br /&gt;What are the weapons of peace? They are prayer, patience, and powerful beliefs in the wisdom and the will of God in your life. When you surrender yourself and put God at the center of your universe, then peace will rule your heart and flow over into the people you live around.&lt;br /&gt;Build up your weapons of peace. The victory is already yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE peace. I needed to hear that today. You never know what victory you are helping another person fight as well. So, let peace rule your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-6250890078177289953?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6250890078177289953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=6250890078177289953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6250890078177289953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6250890078177289953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-is.html' title='Life Is...'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MR2AMZO1igQ/TrjX9VJEzmI/AAAAAAAACgs/ytEPKMA13ts/s72-c/IMG_0362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-6786009475144508218</id><published>2011-11-04T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T16:13:01.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calm in my Heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lm8-5NdwYNo/TrRne3Lh3XI/AAAAAAAACek/UBGfaXRFoDQ/s1600/443541583_BS1v2IKl_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lm8-5NdwYNo/TrRne3Lh3XI/AAAAAAAACek/UBGfaXRFoDQ/s1600/443541583_BS1v2IKl_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sometimes in life your plans change. Do any of you know how when you decide something and then it doesn't work out how devestating it can be? But then in the middle of everything it turns out to be the best thing that can possibly happen to you? I can think of quite a few times that has happened to me and also my family. I FIRMLY believe that timing is everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jqtuNpDwMp0/TrRnhHIWGRI/AAAAAAAACes/9xAMvP-tkPk/s1600/443558806_Nd9VlRpk_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jqtuNpDwMp0/TrRnhHIWGRI/AAAAAAAACes/9xAMvP-tkPk/s320/443558806_Nd9VlRpk_c.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Have you ever gotten so down for the time being that being taller than you have ever been means that you feel like you have grown by FEET? Not just inchese people... FEET? I can sure relate to all of this. This past week has been happy, emotional, relentless and moreover one of the best marked weeks in my marriage and life thus far. (Not to mention that I have had great moments and trying moments prior to this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cs-11PNTBwk/TrRnjjTDrkI/AAAAAAAACe0/lnuJCHKj5Us/s1600/443563074_nYTbiwUP_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cs-11PNTBwk/TrRnjjTDrkI/AAAAAAAACe0/lnuJCHKj5Us/s320/443563074_nYTbiwUP_c.jpg" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I cannot say that I know a lot about success but I know exactly what Bill Cosby means by failing and trying to please everyone. You see, I have spent a lot of my life doing that. I have found that success lies within the quiet moments in your life when you figure out how to be and do better. Ryan has always been such a good example of a hard worker to me. He has been dedicated to his work ever since I met him back in 2006- 5 years ago! Last week that quickly came to a halt when he was "let go" from his job of 4 years plus. It seems that in all due time this is vast these days and happening across the nation. There are families in need everywhere. We are just 2 people experiencing what the rest of America is. The fancy word as most know it is "unemployment" --- Ryan refers to it as being on the UP (unemployment pony) and he is the CEO re-creating his life. I too was "let go" from Vivint (formerly APX Alarm) and it is not fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What I can re-assure from this is that once again timing is everything. Last Tuesday I got a call from Aveda (where I have paid a deposit and have been planning on going since July) that they would have to change the schedule for January. Something wasn't sitting easily with me. I have known that this is a lifetime dream of mine and every time I have gone to make it happen something has gotten in the way. I called and told Aveda that new schedule wouldn't work and no sooner also changed my ticket to go to Texas for the Holiday Season. Just as I was talking with my Mother in law about the fact that the Lord knows best and about Ryan's job security my answer was crystal clear. eBay has been placed in our life for a reason and I needed to tell Aveda it wasn't going to work. Tears hit the papers in my office. Why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Friday morning Ry was notified of his job loss and quickly called to tell me. I came home to spend some time with him. You see, as a wife you carry that "motherly love" where you worry insanely about your spouse. At least I do. I came home to find my husband somber, quiet and just sat there on our porch reflecting about his life. We made cake batter cookies together, and just enjoyed each other's company that day. I have never seen Ryan so stressed (prior) to the job loss at Vivint and then also so relieved that Friday when he came home. I have discovered all to well that the Lord always knows best. Ryan and I have always been blessed by this income but also know that our faith and diligence has everything to do with it. I am happy that my husband feels at peace right now. There is nothing better for a wife to see. We have not experienced him not working so we are rookies at this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can assure you that I will still be journeying towards my goal of doing make-up and hair. I will now be attending Taylor Andrews M-Th from 5-10 pm at night. The Lord knew that is where I would belong. I will be having 60 hour work/school weeks so join me on my journey of fufilling my dream. The sacrifice is small but great for me. I cannot let anything hold me back at this point. And for Ryan... time will tell. He is a strong person and has walked with grace this past week. Although it hasn't been easy for the "man" of the house to be a "stay at home husband" he is doing it very gracefully. He is one tough cookie that husband of mine. And for me, January 17th is the date. About 2 months away for my so called date with Destiny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RKdZeRT-5I0/TrRxZ2U-z4I/AAAAAAAACe8/MInAcg3d-QY/s1600/footer-image-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RKdZeRT-5I0/TrRxZ2U-z4I/AAAAAAAACe8/MInAcg3d-QY/s1600/footer-image-1.jpg" /&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-6786009475144508218?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6786009475144508218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=6786009475144508218&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6786009475144508218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6786009475144508218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/calm-in-my-heart.html' title='Calm in my Heart.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lm8-5NdwYNo/TrRne3Lh3XI/AAAAAAAACek/UBGfaXRFoDQ/s72-c/443541583_BS1v2IKl_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-3739440019924325760</id><published>2011-10-31T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T14:03:10.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Begin Today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JFTUS3Y6Ptw/Tq8MyCd0G0I/AAAAAAAACeU/Xn39TfiQoec/s1600/417015089_UO4RYAcH_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JFTUS3Y6Ptw/Tq8MyCd0G0I/AAAAAAAACeU/Xn39TfiQoec/s320/417015089_UO4RYAcH_c.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-3739440019924325760?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3739440019924325760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=3739440019924325760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3739440019924325760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3739440019924325760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/begin-today.html' title='Begin Today.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JFTUS3Y6Ptw/Tq8MyCd0G0I/AAAAAAAACeU/Xn39TfiQoec/s72-c/417015089_UO4RYAcH_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-6573843370922051366</id><published>2011-10-29T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T07:33:42.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My True Self...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmVmq7SFlaM/TqwNMChgYkI/AAAAAAAACd8/tEt3ARwlkhA/s1600/403348869_lNiKGXoz_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmVmq7SFlaM/TqwNMChgYkI/AAAAAAAACd8/tEt3ARwlkhA/s320/403348869_lNiKGXoz_c.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;So, once again pinterest has done it for me. All of these quotes are from there but I just LOVE them. So beautiful. This first one above just spoke to me. It almost brought tears to my eyes knowing how hard you fight for "your true self". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k6pjFxpZZPc/TqwNPUdkpGI/AAAAAAAACeE/AfsFT9vd6GY/s1600/399054540_SMNkZGvw_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k6pjFxpZZPc/TqwNPUdkpGI/AAAAAAAACeE/AfsFT9vd6GY/s1600/399054540_SMNkZGvw_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Don't you just love this one too? I could just print all of these and hang them all over my house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M5x1CNh2aWc/TqwNSCIgr4I/AAAAAAAACeM/DoH9dbX63gc/s1600/399035293_hGTwUQ3W_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M5x1CNh2aWc/TqwNSCIgr4I/AAAAAAAACeM/DoH9dbX63gc/s1600/399035293_hGTwUQ3W_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One fine day when I am a Mom, I want to do a Mommy/Son/Daughter shoot with balloons just like this. It explains so much. Balloons, when set free soar high into the sky and have no limits or bounds. Just as I have learned to put my creativeness to work and be that way in my life, I want others (my future children) to know how life truly is amazing. &lt;br /&gt;I have also learned that timing is everything. This past week our lil family of 2 had some slight interuptions to our plans. We were shifted just a bit and know that it is truly for our benefit and our good. Life can be good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-6573843370922051366?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6573843370922051366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=6573843370922051366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6573843370922051366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6573843370922051366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-true-self.html' title='My True Self...'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmVmq7SFlaM/TqwNMChgYkI/AAAAAAAACd8/tEt3ARwlkhA/s72-c/403348869_lNiKGXoz_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-5027139587904156011</id><published>2011-10-27T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T14:31:08.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LksS5GrmBXk/TqnFzYsLDbI/AAAAAAAACc0/7Am-O_aRTLw/s1600/293430_10150430709460450_706570449_10812413_687998658_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LksS5GrmBXk/TqnFzYsLDbI/AAAAAAAACc0/7Am-O_aRTLw/s320/293430_10150430709460450_706570449_10812413_687998658_n.jpg" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;First, I have to give a HUGE shout out to my creative friend, Taisley Weston. Owner and creator of &lt;a href="http://www.taisleywestonphotography.com/"&gt;http://www.taisleywestonphotography.com/&lt;/a&gt;. She is such a creative friend of mine. We go back oh about 10 years to Dixie State College days. I met Taisley and I knew that I always had a friend for life. She is a genuine person and can detail any picture, home, and friendship with love. She has 3 boys that are so full of life. Simply put, I am one blessed person to know her. She is beautiful and lives her life in a way that anyone would love to follow. She is contagious. She took this photo shoot for my Bendall family. She was on top of her ladder throwing leaves (for the kids) and on the ground just workin' behind the lens. I would give her 10 stars and reccommend her for any picture shoots that you need. She does it all- weddings, family, infants, kiddos, etc. Check out her website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ngm-Yiszrw/TqnF4rH310I/AAAAAAAACc8/N_42UKnEKY0/s1600/DSC_7450s-1024x665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ngm-Yiszrw/TqnF4rH310I/AAAAAAAACc8/N_42UKnEKY0/s320/DSC_7450s-1024x665.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Bendall Family. Also includes, Mathesons, Snows,and Voigts. LOVE all of these people. They are my family. I am so glad that every single one of us made it for this special day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c-MKfrE6mE8/TqnF6B57QDI/AAAAAAAACdE/l1HxBh4-Y7c/s1600/DSC_7583-1024x680.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c-MKfrE6mE8/TqnF6B57QDI/AAAAAAAACdE/l1HxBh4-Y7c/s320/DSC_7583-1024x680.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grandpa and Grandma Bendall. The creators of this family. Two people that I have ALWAYS looked up to my whle life. They always provide us with the gospel, the family, and of course the best Sunday meals, chats, and treats. Many of you know my Grandma has been experiencing some health problems (reasoning for the picture sesh) but she is pluggin away strong. She was out to lunch bunch the other day and is holding STRONG. I LOVE them in so many ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XE94zzTtp-4/TqnF9MNK8dI/AAAAAAAACdM/6gs9La6QLTE/s1600/DSC_7600-1024x680.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XE94zzTtp-4/TqnF9MNK8dI/AAAAAAAACdM/6gs9La6QLTE/s320/DSC_7600-1024x680.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My Dad's Brother Lee and his beautiful family. LOVE them all. The little kiddos sure were entertaining for our photo shoot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdLdfIK04i0/TqnGWnLQHxI/AAAAAAAACdU/SrBL2WQ8uVU/s1600/DSC_7683-1024x680.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdLdfIK04i0/TqnGWnLQHxI/AAAAAAAACdU/SrBL2WQ8uVU/s320/DSC_7683-1024x680.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then, there is my Aunt Holly. One of my best friends. Look up to her in so many ways. She is the family Mom. Always on the go, helps run Matheson Dental and all of these cousins. LOVE you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KgbqBiaeVZU/TqnGZuaAMuI/AAAAAAAACdc/wVtXnUS3CXc/s1600/DSC_7801-1024x680.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KgbqBiaeVZU/TqnGZuaAMuI/AAAAAAAACdc/wVtXnUS3CXc/s320/DSC_7801-1024x680.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;BEST of all, my darling family of 5. My Dad, my absolute best friend. My Brother, Nate and his wife. They make life worth living. They always bring such big smiles to my face and I am so grateful I can call them my family. My Dad has always said he lives life to it's fullest... or at least he strives to. Thanks Dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQThlpmi03I/TqnGfd8-9VI/AAAAAAAACdk/8UVOLu13ASo/s1600/DSC_7831-680x1024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQThlpmi03I/TqnGfd8-9VI/AAAAAAAACdk/8UVOLu13ASo/s320/DSC_7831-680x1024.jpg" width="212px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just the 3 of us... I don't know where I would be without these men in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-msaZHq8JMsY/TqnGg8UtEII/AAAAAAAACds/_alLyxg7T-k/s1600/DSC_7842-1024x680.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-msaZHq8JMsY/TqnGg8UtEII/AAAAAAAACds/_alLyxg7T-k/s320/DSC_7842-1024x680.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just us Voigts. Y'all know how I feel about my man. He is everything to me. Sure do adore him and this smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0vaBimVnq98/TqnGiT86tHI/AAAAAAAACd0/6XCbz_WGedY/s1600/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0vaBimVnq98/TqnGiT86tHI/AAAAAAAACd0/6XCbz_WGedY/s320/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg" width="206px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Fall 2011...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c-MKfrE6mE8/TqnF6B57QDI/AAAAAAAACdE/l1HxBh4-Y7c/s1600/DSC_7583-1024x680.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-5027139587904156011?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5027139587904156011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=5027139587904156011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5027139587904156011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5027139587904156011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LksS5GrmBXk/TqnFzYsLDbI/AAAAAAAACc0/7Am-O_aRTLw/s72-c/293430_10150430709460450_706570449_10812413_687998658_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-3174980983336966698</id><published>2011-10-27T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T05:32:24.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Heartbreak - Hilary Weeks - Every Step</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xyX-I-um5Kk?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you ever feel like a song just screams your name as if it speaking directly to you? That is how I feel about this. All so familiar for me. This song is simply beautiful, miracles are all around us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-3174980983336966698?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3174980983336966698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=3174980983336966698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3174980983336966698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3174980983336966698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/beautiful-heartbreak-hilary-weeks-every.html' title='Beautiful Heartbreak - Hilary Weeks - Every Step'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xyX-I-um5Kk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-8702989834563995997</id><published>2011-10-25T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T09:43:14.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Try- Plus- "Umph" Combo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tWM6LuH9gvo/TqblQLWqjDI/AAAAAAAACZo/IEAVKfMeQnY/s1600/DSC00460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tWM6LuH9gvo/TqblQLWqjDI/AAAAAAAACZo/IEAVKfMeQnY/s320/DSC00460.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/-JdPuprg4XCA/TqblVPs8qvI/AAAAAAAACZw/j7nYj-QBN-4/s1600/DSC00462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JdPuprg4XCA/TqblVPs8qvI/AAAAAAAACZw/j7nYj-QBN-4/s320/DSC00462.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/-OUnxWiffKF8/TqbliwQGuqI/AAAAAAAACZ4/nhCttOtE3Tg/s1600/DSC00463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OUnxWiffKF8/TqbliwQGuqI/AAAAAAAACZ4/nhCttOtE3Tg/s320/DSC00463.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It takes a certain amount of courage to try anything new. Whether you're trying a different hairstyle or giving a speech for the first time it's daunting. Trying things means that sometimes you'll be greatly successful and other times you'll be miserably disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;One of the great "umphs" -- if we could coin a word here is -- prayer. Every try and every trial could use the umph of prayer to help you see your way through it or even to help you understand if you should do it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you're going to put effort into something new or even something you've done before, the greatest triumph will come if you've asked for God's help along the way. Your success will be sweeter if it's based on knowing it was something your Creator wanted for you.&lt;br /&gt;May your triumph today give you the courage to try even harder tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before Ry and I were married, I ran my first ever 5K. I did it in 51 minutes- that is a first for me. But, I did it. The pictures above prove it. I want to do another one. I am working to get a mile polished in 15 min. flat. I know that for some of you that is CAKE... for me it is huge. But, big enough for me to want it. I am again trying for this but to finish a 5K in 35-40 minutes would be my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, needless to say I am working on my Try-Plus-"Umph" Combo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-8702989834563995997?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8702989834563995997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=8702989834563995997&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/8702989834563995997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/8702989834563995997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/try-plus-umph-combo.html' title='The Try- Plus- &quot;Umph&quot; Combo'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tWM6LuH9gvo/TqblQLWqjDI/AAAAAAAACZo/IEAVKfMeQnY/s72-c/DSC00460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-1946228953267692593</id><published>2011-10-22T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T16:55:47.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Speak My Truth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77ASj9Cr2i8/TqMfLHMl3yI/AAAAAAAACZA/1EjUOuv-jjw/s1600/366885255_vih9PNKV_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77ASj9Cr2i8/TqMfLHMl3yI/AAAAAAAACZA/1EjUOuv-jjw/s320/366885255_vih9PNKV_c.jpg" width="256px" /&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/-WCsCQ9s6hn8/TqMfNQH4dWI/AAAAAAAACZI/pM_Qod2KNyg/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WCsCQ9s6hn8/TqMfNQH4dWI/AAAAAAAACZI/pM_Qod2KNyg/s1600/photo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I found this quote above on Pinterest- go figure. I "Pin" all the time. What is wrong with that? Haha... I LOVE it. So many resourceful meals, crafts, quotes, happy things, and creative minds out there. To fun not to join in the craze of Pinterest.&lt;br /&gt;I changed my hair color this week. It was a splurge, something different, something "warmer" for the autumn colors around me. I have LOVED it. It's different but then so am I. &lt;br /&gt;I speak my truth. I am so happy to be living peacefully and simply becoming who I am and truthfully who I've always wanted to become. It is so vital for me. I have been blessed beyond words, measures, bounds, limits, and all of the above with AMAZING friends. I have leaned on them over and over again for my life line of support. I have some outstanding friends who have demonstarted what it takes to be a Mom, Nurturer, and homemaker (all of the things I will be one day) and I am super grateful. I have felt their love and joy for me as they have been a shoulder for me to cry on, lean on, and also discover myself upon. THANK YOU to all of you, my friends. I LOVE you. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for helping me find my truth and speaking it. I will forever be in debted to you. &lt;br /&gt;Life Can Be (and Is) Beautiful once you get through the hurt and the pain and you have the scars to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE living my life beautifully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-1946228953267692593?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1946228953267692593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=1946228953267692593&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/1946228953267692593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/1946228953267692593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-speak-my-truth.html' title='I Speak My Truth.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77ASj9Cr2i8/TqMfLHMl3yI/AAAAAAAACZA/1EjUOuv-jjw/s72-c/366885255_vih9PNKV_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-3656984521703658823</id><published>2011-10-20T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T18:59:10.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you fighting for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HlchlUr1yu8/TqDOSv20ikI/AAAAAAAACYg/JQq1FDFikjY/s1600/IMG_0595.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HlchlUr1yu8/TqDOSv20ikI/AAAAAAAACYg/JQq1FDFikjY/s320/IMG_0595.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, this isn't the BEST picture of me but it works. It was one day when Ryan and I were shopping in walmart and I happened to find these fedora hats on clearance for $3.00- I bought one and literally wore it to the pool so much I got the $3.00 use out of it.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE to blog, I don't know if anyone can tell but I do. I had this question racing through my mind today:"What are you fighting for?" Not the bad kinda fight but the good kinda fight. The things that push you to your core. The things that drive your personality, motivation, and fire to be better. Anyone who does not believe that change is possible is CRAZY. Sometimes all we need is the extra push to change in life. I have to say that there are things worth fighting for and then there are things that are not. I will forever fight for a positive life, healthy mind, and marriage. I will forever fight for my desire to learn more, expand my knowledge and simply always treat those I meet for the first time with a smile and cheerful heart. I believe that fighting for things in life are sometimes things that make you successful. Fighting to just make it through one more day. I believe in fighting to live your life so that others will want to know you, your abilities to serve them, and also that your spirit is contagious so they will always want to be around you. I believe in not fighting for those certain things in life that you cannot control. Others who think less of you, people who judge you, people who want to lessen your ability to become who you are. I do however believe 100% full circle in the power of forgiveness and then letting go of that "one" thing that has ruined your life or your soul.&lt;br /&gt;You see, I have fought for a lot in my life. Please do not feel bad for me- it has made me who I am. But, my inner strength fights to be Alicia every single day. Deep down inside sometimes don't you find yourself aching to have peace (if you are struggling) or serenity just knowing that you are going to make it or be ok? I have wondered that MANY days of my life. There is assurance that there are always better days to come... so what are you fighting for today? Today I decided (looking out the window at eBay while in thought) that I can't let myself down. I fought today to keep thoughts out of my head that I wasn't worth it. Replacing them with things about my future, that I am worth it, and that I do deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;What is "It" though? For me it is a happy, peaceful life with my Husband and our further children. It is waking up in the morning to Ryan kissing me goodbye for the day telling me he loves me. It is lighting my Kitchen spice candle seeing that my home is a place for me to create and be free. It is waking up to a new day knowing that I cannot change what happened the day before- I can only learn and better myself. Which is essentially what I plan on doing for a long long time as I want to be the best Alicia that I can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-3656984521703658823?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3656984521703658823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=3656984521703658823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3656984521703658823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3656984521703658823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-are-you-fighting-for.html' title='What are you fighting for?'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HlchlUr1yu8/TqDOSv20ikI/AAAAAAAACYg/JQq1FDFikjY/s72-c/IMG_0595.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-2015236276110387212</id><published>2011-10-17T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T11:49:20.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna Be Just Like Her...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/C7hTAp6KrGY?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;I&lt;div&gt;This is a girl after my own heart. What a cute girl. LOVE super bass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-2015236276110387212?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2015236276110387212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=2015236276110387212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2015236276110387212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2015236276110387212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/wanna-be-just-like-her.html' title='Wanna Be Just Like Her...'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/C7hTAp6KrGY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-3329321829916614895</id><published>2011-10-13T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:33:06.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tGZTxH-Bs0M/Tpe2Bd5dlXI/AAAAAAAACX0/xoIbTip0Uuo/s1600/DSC00323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tGZTxH-Bs0M/Tpe2Bd5dlXI/AAAAAAAACX0/xoIbTip0Uuo/s320/DSC00323.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You're probably already very conscious of creating time for yourself to work out, eat right, and do the things that will keep you healthy. Good health really is key to your accomplishments. It gives you the necessary energy and drive to get things done.&lt;br /&gt;Your emotional health is also key to what you accomplish, and part of that health comes from your ability to recognize the need to forgive and to be forgiven. Forgiving yourself on a daily basis is akin to the proverbial" apple a day." It will keep you strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nkRZk6kTPBM/Tpe5V9R4uJI/AAAAAAAACX8/i5PFa47JBAU/s1600/3790045.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nkRZk6kTPBM/Tpe5V9R4uJI/AAAAAAAACX8/i5PFa47JBAU/s320/3790045.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Forgiving others lightens your heart and your spirit, restoring, renewing, and creating a space in your soul for blessings to abound. While you're working out today, or treading a treadmill, or walking your dog at the park, consider those who might need a little forgiveness from you and bless them. Ask God for a way for your forgiveness health to be restored. It will cause blessings to flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE this. It speaks volumes. I have never ever thought to ask for my forgiveness health to be restored. WHAT? That is a novel idea. After you work so hard and diligently to treat yourself a little kinder, you might also need help with forgiving your body as well. Holy moly. I LOVE this. "The more you give, the more you live."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6s-nP4wtnMg/Tpe545JF5RI/AAAAAAAACYE/SBeQTKDnh64/s1600/IMG_1323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6s-nP4wtnMg/Tpe545JF5RI/AAAAAAAACYE/SBeQTKDnh64/s320/IMG_1323.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I put a picture of my brother playing basketball from last year because yesterday we went to 24 hour fitness together. I hit a first and it was kinda exciting. I successfully did a MILE in under 20 minutes. My goal is 15 minutes so I will get there. Nate and I have always been such close friends. He has been my biggest Fan when I have needed one. He kept telling me "good job leeshie" or "you can do it" or "keep going" he would come check on me- he said" How does your body feel" ummmmm dripping sweat I replied " I feel GREAT" .... After reading my book I want to start using "healthy forgiveness" in my life. What a beautiful concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewPgbRimKDQ/Tpe7Od-vS2I/AAAAAAAACYM/9OKDID6yrKg/s1600/100_2902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewPgbRimKDQ/Tpe7Od-vS2I/AAAAAAAACYM/9OKDID6yrKg/s320/100_2902.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I do have current pics of Nate and I but really how cute is this? This was us in Chicago on our way to see Wicked. Nate was serving his service mission but was allowed to take time to see me when I got home from the big TEXAS. Such a fun memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-3329321829916614895?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3329321829916614895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=3329321829916614895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3329321829916614895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3329321829916614895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/healthy-forgiveness.html' title='Healthy Forgiveness'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tGZTxH-Bs0M/Tpe2Bd5dlXI/AAAAAAAACX0/xoIbTip0Uuo/s72-c/DSC00323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-5483949475283361746</id><published>2011-10-11T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T22:41:50.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hifVAFQHeE0/TpUlMIXBk9I/AAAAAAAACXk/wUxKJ6uKRdg/s1600/IMG_1247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hifVAFQHeE0/TpUlMIXBk9I/AAAAAAAACXk/wUxKJ6uKRdg/s320/IMG_1247.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's kinda late into the night as I sit here from my computer. I LOVE the above picture of Ry and I bowling on a double date a few weeks ago. I LOVE nights like tonight. Last minute we had some friends over for grilled carne asada fajitas... It was cool crisp air but we enjoyed grilling and chatting on our porch. It was a beautiful evening. Last night Ry and I were on our way home from the movies and I looked over towards Mt. Timp and there was the temple. Perfect. Lit up on the hill. Shining. Bright. It was BEAUTIFUL. Super breathtaking for a fall evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p49HJgNnRso/TpUlTCMgsbI/AAAAAAAACXs/ySk6XP-4974/s1600/IMG_1281.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p49HJgNnRso/TpUlTCMgsbI/AAAAAAAACXs/ySk6XP-4974/s320/IMG_1281.PNG" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have to admit that I still love the Salt Lake Temple- something so peaceful about it. Although, all temples are peaceful. When I think about the word peace I think of a perfect sanctuary where you can be in the quietest of moments with yourself. Not a single distraction.&lt;br /&gt;I research a TON about the value of life. I mean, how can you not find it so fascinating? I LOVE to hear about people. I LOVE to know where they've been, where they are going, and what they are doing. School, no school, religion, no religion, happy, depressed, sad, fearful, goal oriented, etc. I LOVE it all. I could sit and talk to anyone for HOURS on end just simply about life.&lt;br /&gt;What dreams do you have? Have you ever done anything hard? I know I have done something hard in my life a couple times but I want a test. I want something that will help me surpass the last "hard" thing that I knew( I still know it)... &amp;nbsp;I could sit here and write for hours too. Really when you have so much to share you realize how important it is to document it all. It is your story to tell, nobody else's but your OWN. That is the most beautiful part about it.&lt;br /&gt;I have a book that I keep on my office shelf that is titled:" God's Graduate" and there is some lessons on forgiveness. I LOVE them. I'll share one with you:&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you may wonder at the topic of "forgiveness" being addressed in a book that hopes to motivate and inspire you as you move out into the world. Or perhaps you've already discovered the essential gift of forgiveness brings into each life. Martin Luther King Jr. said that "forgiveness is not an occasional act: It is an attitude." The forgiveness attitude must be embraced, tutored, created, and educated like any other attitude or opinion you hold. The first one you must be willing to nurture, love, and forgive is YOURSELF. Take those moments from the past that you have not yet forgiven, and let today be a new start. You cannot change the past when you forgive but you can change the future. As you pack up the things you want to take into your new life, spend a little time cleaning out and clearing up the things you don't want to take. Be forgiving to someone VERY SPECIAL- YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more? What a GREAT passage from my book. Have a nice evening. Make sure to wake up tomorrow and forgive yourself. You are human, but you are sure worth everything you've got.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-5483949475283361746?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5483949475283361746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=5483949475283361746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5483949475283361746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5483949475283361746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-be.html' title='Just Be.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hifVAFQHeE0/TpUlMIXBk9I/AAAAAAAACXk/wUxKJ6uKRdg/s72-c/IMG_1247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-5932179594742434217</id><published>2011-10-09T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T11:46:11.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_fwP7zoupMA/TpHprYYJ1_I/AAAAAAAACW8/dHXcbXyoadQ/s1600/IMG_1287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_fwP7zoupMA/TpHprYYJ1_I/AAAAAAAACW8/dHXcbXyoadQ/s320/IMG_1287.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/-NbeHUIvqfLg/TpHpvKAmTiI/AAAAAAAACXA/9xrrYmB_J0k/s1600/IMG_1300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NbeHUIvqfLg/TpHpvKAmTiI/AAAAAAAACXA/9xrrYmB_J0k/s320/IMG_1300.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/-4bPzkNkQIWo/TpHpySRttvI/AAAAAAAACXE/1hvYGKV17BI/s1600/IMG_1289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4bPzkNkQIWo/TpHpySRttvI/AAAAAAAACXE/1hvYGKV17BI/s320/IMG_1289.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/-J_hvcu0JZ14/TpHp20bBknI/AAAAAAAACXI/IKHz04eki_g/s1600/IMG_1297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J_hvcu0JZ14/TpHp20bBknI/AAAAAAAACXI/IKHz04eki_g/s320/IMG_1297.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/-NEpbTnK2Hhw/TpHp7-LwSXI/AAAAAAAACXM/9xhhrQdZ5Ew/s1600/IMG_1293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NEpbTnK2Hhw/TpHp7-LwSXI/AAAAAAAACXM/9xhhrQdZ5Ew/s320/IMG_1293.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;When you think of "dreaming" and more so Gathering Dreams, for me a few things have happened in the past few weeks that include gathering a full suitcase of dreams. When I first married Ryan all I want was a place to call my own and to have it be centered around a welcome environment. Ryan and I were able to move to a Condo in Lehi and it has been such a blessing. It truly is a place of "our own" and we mark it as a sure blessing. Here are some pictures (above) of how it looks! Feel free to stop on in. We LOVE having visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U0jq-hXWxJs/TpHp-S2a7VI/AAAAAAAACXQ/F-up6ETyYB4/s1600/IMG_1309.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U0jq-hXWxJs/TpHp-S2a7VI/AAAAAAAACXQ/F-up6ETyYB4/s320/IMG_1309.jpg" width="239" /&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/-6eYPMJi2f4c/TpHqBJZBa6I/AAAAAAAACXU/LoDuCCJfAPY/s1600/IMG_1310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6eYPMJi2f4c/TpHqBJZBa6I/AAAAAAAACXU/LoDuCCJfAPY/s320/IMG_1310.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/-zeHNVy6bwlw/TpHqF0ICQXI/AAAAAAAACXY/oJmcGS9BjnI/s1600/IMG_1311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zeHNVy6bwlw/TpHqF0ICQXI/AAAAAAAACXY/oJmcGS9BjnI/s320/IMG_1311.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/-ttZopkvP2g4/TpHqJgVJZ2I/AAAAAAAACXc/CXI2O_zWVvg/s1600/IMG_1312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ttZopkvP2g4/TpHqJgVJZ2I/AAAAAAAACXc/CXI2O_zWVvg/s320/IMG_1312.jpg" width="239" /&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/-HCfvSsPmr-0/TpHqMHiVqII/AAAAAAAACXg/Cy_1ce149xA/s1600/IMG_1316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HCfvSsPmr-0/TpHqMHiVqII/AAAAAAAACXg/Cy_1ce149xA/s320/IMG_1316.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I also count blessings, I am sure to include my amazing Bendall family. That includes Mathesons, Bendalls, Voigts, and Snows. Holy Moly they are a fun crew. Yesterday was Jamie's baby shower and it was so Shabby Chic. It was darling. She looks as cute as ever and will be the GREATEST Mom. We also had family pictures last night from &lt;a href="http://www.taisleywestonphotography.com/"&gt;Taisley Weston&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Photography and it was AMAZING. We go the Whole gang together and I am sure that I will have pics to post soon. My friend Taisley is one of a kind. Check out her website : www.taisleywestonphotography.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Amongst other happenings I found this quote and it totally fits Me:&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: center;"&gt;"She's turning her life into something sacred: Each breath a new birth. Each moment a new chance. She bows her head, gathers her dreams from a pure, deep stream and stretches her arms towards the sky."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_958920900"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_958920901"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-5932179594742434217?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5932179594742434217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=5932179594742434217&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5932179594742434217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5932179594742434217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/gathering-dreams.html' title='Gathering Dreams'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_fwP7zoupMA/TpHprYYJ1_I/AAAAAAAACW8/dHXcbXyoadQ/s72-c/IMG_1287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-5910640962735061284</id><published>2011-10-07T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T15:12:54.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Southern Belle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5TX6w2zeezI/To94jEaVbQI/AAAAAAAACWY/ce4ZlUMW64U/s1600/290957972_XqBiiUz7_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5TX6w2zeezI/To94jEaVbQI/AAAAAAAACWY/ce4ZlUMW64U/s320/290957972_XqBiiUz7_c.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Southern women appreciate their natural assets: &lt;br /&gt;Clean skin. A winning smile. &lt;br /&gt;That unforgettable Southern drawl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern women know their manners: &lt;br /&gt;"Yes, ma'am." &lt;br /&gt;"Yes, sir." &lt;br /&gt;"Why, no, Billy!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern women have a distinct way with fond expressions: &lt;br /&gt;"Y'all come back!" &lt;br /&gt;"Well, bless your heart." &lt;br /&gt;"Drop by when you can." &lt;br /&gt;"How's your Momma?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern women know their summer weather report: &lt;br /&gt;Humidity &lt;br /&gt;Humidity &lt;br /&gt;Humidity &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern women know their vacation spots: &lt;br /&gt;The beach &lt;br /&gt;The beach &lt;br /&gt;The beach &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern women know the joys of June, July, and August: &lt;br /&gt;Summer tans &lt;br /&gt;Colorful hi-heel sandals &lt;br /&gt;Strapless sun dresses &lt;br /&gt;Southern women know everybody's first name: &lt;br /&gt;Honey &lt;br /&gt;Darlin' &lt;br /&gt;Shugah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern women know the movies that speak to their hearts: &lt;br /&gt;Fried Green Tomatoes &lt;br /&gt;Driving Miss Daisy &lt;br /&gt;Steel Magnolias &lt;br /&gt;Gone With The Wind&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern women know their country breakfasts: &lt;br /&gt;Red-eye gravy &lt;br /&gt;Grits &lt;br /&gt;Country ham &lt;br /&gt;Mouth-watering homemade biscuits with momma's homemade jelly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern women know their cities dripping with Southern charm: &lt;br /&gt;Charleston &lt;br /&gt;(Chawl'stn) &lt;br /&gt;Savannah (S'vanah) &lt;br /&gt;New Orleans (N'awlins) &lt;br /&gt;Atlanta (Addlanna) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern women know their elegant gentlemen: &lt;br /&gt;Men in uniform. &lt;br /&gt;Men in tuxedos &lt;br /&gt;Rhett Butler, of course! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern women know their prime real estate: &lt;br /&gt;The Mall &lt;br /&gt;The Country Club &lt;br /&gt;The Beauty Salon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PEyBtugX0BM/To94lv2M5aI/AAAAAAAACWc/eKu1rIuIyyA/s1600/290997936_rUHof9YT_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PEyBtugX0BM/To94lv2M5aI/AAAAAAAACWc/eKu1rIuIyyA/s320/290997936_rUHof9YT_c.jpg" width="239px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-5910640962735061284?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5910640962735061284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=5910640962735061284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5910640962735061284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5910640962735061284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/southern-belle.html' title='Southern Belle'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5TX6w2zeezI/To94jEaVbQI/AAAAAAAACWY/ce4ZlUMW64U/s72-c/290957972_XqBiiUz7_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-5887680611277347140</id><published>2011-10-05T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T15:19:36.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Daring Voice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jUgWevHOfLQ/TozWWi6W9oI/AAAAAAAACWQ/_5RNyLTlt5c/s1600/281415358_ifSNVffP_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jUgWevHOfLQ/TozWWi6W9oI/AAAAAAAACWQ/_5RNyLTlt5c/s320/281415358_ifSNVffP_c.jpg" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Totally just had this conversatiton with my Mom last night. (the above quote) was what we were discussing over the phone. I had a moment of fear. Like any child would I picked up the phone to call my Mom after crying to Ryan. My husband is the best at this kind of stuff, as I am not. He said to me there are a million paths and talents that we all have but that I needed to find the one that fits me best. I am pretty positive a little slice of fear sunk into my heart. I was alone yesterday (it was my day off) and had gone to the clinic and was told I had a viral infection. I came home to sleep and woke up scared. Yes, fear still happens in life. However, faith and fear cannot reside together (in my mind at least) so I did some work last night. I prayed, I cried a lot, then I visited with my Mom and my dear friend Maddie. They both had AMAZING advice. Then today I saw this quote. Then some other things fell right into their place that I have been waiting on for quite some time... just so happens those things took place today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYBwuxNC6uQ/TozWdyPF4NI/AAAAAAAACWU/tx6zgxdTEZY/s1600/111568933_LBb71mTd_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYBwuxNC6uQ/TozWdyPF4NI/AAAAAAAACWU/tx6zgxdTEZY/s1600/111568933_LBb71mTd_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, January 2012 will either be a daring adventure for me or it will be nothing. It has to be daring though. It is something outside of my normalicy. Something that I have wanted for a long time. Something that I am yearning to become... My Mom, Husband, and Friends always know best. And the Lord. I cannot help but give thanks to the many times I have wondered where I am going. I feel so blessed to know that I can fufill my many dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-5887680611277347140?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5887680611277347140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=5887680611277347140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5887680611277347140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5887680611277347140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/daring-voice.html' title='A Daring Voice...'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jUgWevHOfLQ/TozWWi6W9oI/AAAAAAAACWQ/_5RNyLTlt5c/s72-c/281415358_ifSNVffP_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-1981825463712922653</id><published>2011-09-30T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T15:06:37.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Fine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xg-D84aUhso/ToY8A16wgiI/AAAAAAAACWA/hHx3soV04B4/s1600/258341973_1pTY68Qv_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xg-D84aUhso/ToY8A16wgiI/AAAAAAAACWA/hHx3soV04B4/s320/258341973_1pTY68Qv_c.jpg" width="320px" /&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/-J2YfRk8f0Qg/ToY8F2avY-I/AAAAAAAACWE/L0c_DmOv_bo/s1600/249356_2059615125534_1099335510_32470619_4740362_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J2YfRk8f0Qg/ToY8F2avY-I/AAAAAAAACWE/L0c_DmOv_bo/s320/249356_2059615125534_1099335510_32470619_4740362_n.jpg" width="222px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ever since I was a little girl... like ag 5 (we'll go with that) I have ALWAYS worn my emotions on my sleeve. ALWAYS... it's just me. I try to not do it and it is so hard. Even still being married and having sad days (for whatever reason they come...) I still always tell Ryan nothing is wrong and that I am fine. I guess that I attribute that to being strong inside. &lt;br /&gt;We all carry emotions as human beings and over time I have learned that it is A OK to have a bad day every now and again. And really sometimes you just have to cry and let it out. If you don't then you've got a whole river of emotions waiting to burst into a rapid when you release them. This is how I used to capture my emotions... deep down inside. I still wear them on my sleeve but I believe that there is something GREAT about growing up and learning how to protect yourself, your spouse, and your family. It's like instinct, you know? &lt;br /&gt;So, really it is ok to say you are Just Fine becasue some days are just days when you are trying to figure out life right? At least for me they are... I have many of those days. I actually LOVE those days so that I can better myself. Today is one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-1981825463712922653?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1981825463712922653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=1981825463712922653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/1981825463712922653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/1981825463712922653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-fine.html' title='I&apos;m Fine.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xg-D84aUhso/ToY8A16wgiI/AAAAAAAACWA/hHx3soV04B4/s72-c/258341973_1pTY68Qv_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-5688680983494085285</id><published>2011-09-27T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T06:45:45.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colbie Caillat - Brighter Than The Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5cWo7zojy2A/ToHTeumHvGI/AAAAAAAACV8/XA-0spMyeac/s1600/IMG_1146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5cWo7zojy2A/ToHTeumHvGI/AAAAAAAACV8/XA-0spMyeac/s320/IMG_1146.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KU5o6M7S5nQ?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I know that I have this song on my blog playing too but this song is the BEST. Totally making me happy these days. Just makes you wanna dance!!! Happy Tuesday.... Oh and did I mention that we are moving! Yes, yes we are... stay tuned for more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-5688680983494085285?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5688680983494085285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=5688680983494085285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5688680983494085285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5688680983494085285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/colbie-caillat-brighter-than-sun.html' title='Colbie Caillat - Brighter Than The Sun'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5cWo7zojy2A/ToHTeumHvGI/AAAAAAAACV8/XA-0spMyeac/s72-c/IMG_1146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-5270622064397745563</id><published>2011-09-23T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T14:05:13.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And It Goes Like This...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp4VL3UZgYQ/TnzyqqUHyNI/AAAAAAAACV4/2ihZPVBwFg0/s1600/peoplewho_know.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp4VL3UZgYQ/TnzyqqUHyNI/AAAAAAAACV4/2ihZPVBwFg0/s1600/peoplewho_know.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-5270622064397745563?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5270622064397745563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=5270622064397745563&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5270622064397745563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5270622064397745563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/and-it-goes-like-this.html' title='And It Goes Like This...'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp4VL3UZgYQ/TnzyqqUHyNI/AAAAAAAACV4/2ihZPVBwFg0/s72-c/peoplewho_know.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-577963412022701788</id><published>2011-09-21T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T07:13:01.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes We Should...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUR-jEDKuw/Tnnw28aMaCI/AAAAAAAACV0/8Tk0-wWEgT8/s1600/IMG_1113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUR-jEDKuw/Tnnw28aMaCI/AAAAAAAACV0/8Tk0-wWEgT8/s1600/IMG_1113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-577963412022701788?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/577963412022701788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=577963412022701788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/577963412022701788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/577963412022701788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/yes-we-should.html' title='Yes We Should...'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUR-jEDKuw/Tnnw28aMaCI/AAAAAAAACV0/8Tk0-wWEgT8/s72-c/IMG_1113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-6717117974658578949</id><published>2011-09-19T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:30:30.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2Bi5_ggmb8/TngVvnjuoTI/AAAAAAAACVo/SSdJJezSj08/s1600/IMG_0429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2Bi5_ggmb8/TngVvnjuoTI/AAAAAAAACVo/SSdJJezSj08/s320/IMG_0429.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Monday is always a fresh new day of the week ahead. Today was kinda boring... well to start off with. Work for 10 hours then traffic for an hour...mmm yeah not so much. But I LOVE my job at eBay! so it makes it worth it sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sb4rptA99wA/TngV7Qrz19I/AAAAAAAACVs/9gkK4ATFBkE/s1600/DSC00463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sb4rptA99wA/TngV7Qrz19I/AAAAAAAACVs/9gkK4ATFBkE/s320/DSC00463.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The day got GREAT when I remembered I have my "Fit Happens" hat and that I got to ZUMBA tonight with 2 of my favorite gals. Wow did we ever shake it. One hour later and dripping sweat... Uhhhh huh. My day was made complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c2TigpMVnWE/TngWNcBcI6I/AAAAAAAACVw/Obj1CqCzLUc/s1600/DSC00650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c2TigpMVnWE/TngWNcBcI6I/AAAAAAAACVw/Obj1CqCzLUc/s320/DSC00650.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not to mention that it is that time of year for fall, pumpkins, caramel apples, and everything colorful outside. LOVE the fall. Monday turned out to be alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-6717117974658578949?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6717117974658578949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=6717117974658578949&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6717117974658578949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6717117974658578949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/monday.html' title='Monday...'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2Bi5_ggmb8/TngVvnjuoTI/AAAAAAAACVo/SSdJJezSj08/s72-c/IMG_0429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-8236396274819862730</id><published>2011-09-17T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T04:52:42.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Splendid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PBOLpKI-EjE/TnSIszOSc7I/AAAAAAAACVY/vXthwlmEJrw/s1600/IMG_1220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PBOLpKI-EjE/TnSIszOSc7I/AAAAAAAACVY/vXthwlmEJrw/s320/IMG_1220.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Totally caught my Grandma Jackie going to her girls night out version of the "red hat society/club"... isn't she a gem? Look at her strike a pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ve44xpGKzo/TnSIyPlrPVI/AAAAAAAACVc/IzTM4HRsXpo/s1600/IMG_1222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ve44xpGKzo/TnSIyPlrPVI/AAAAAAAACVc/IzTM4HRsXpo/s320/IMG_1222.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Became familiar with rebuilding life this week has meant more than everything. Something about being ready for the future and "stepping" in the right direction. I guess the possibilities are really endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DIstHvhLvjg/TnSI4MFGb1I/AAAAAAAACVg/hC3OAXNIzqk/s1600/IMG_1228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DIstHvhLvjg/TnSI4MFGb1I/AAAAAAAACVg/hC3OAXNIzqk/s320/IMG_1228.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;ALWAYS love a GNO. This week us ladies enjoyed shopping at Nordstrom Rack followed by some Cheesecake factory. So happy they are all in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LLthA77JSl4/TnSI98vw-cI/AAAAAAAACVk/eQEDBCZAYZo/s1600/IMG_1232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LLthA77JSl4/TnSI98vw-cI/AAAAAAAACVk/eQEDBCZAYZo/s320/IMG_1232.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Beth and I met last year at my brother and sister in laws wedding... LOVE her. Nothing screams GNO better than this... even when your waiter sings and dances for you. Yes it happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-8236396274819862730?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8236396274819862730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=8236396274819862730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/8236396274819862730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/8236396274819862730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/splendid.html' title='Splendid.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PBOLpKI-EjE/TnSIszOSc7I/AAAAAAAACVY/vXthwlmEJrw/s72-c/IMG_1220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-3791083268787732379</id><published>2011-09-14T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T20:49:33.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x_A3KVG_T80/TnF0kGBAiUI/AAAAAAAACVU/pW0fqiQ8Svs/s1600/IMG_0014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x_A3KVG_T80/TnF0kGBAiUI/AAAAAAAACVU/pW0fqiQ8Svs/s1600/IMG_0014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This awesome wedding cake. Doesn't everyone agree that your wedding day goes by WAY TOO FAST and then there you are married. I'd like to think I had a pretty whimsical wedding cake/wedding and I had to share this picture cause I just ran across it in my iPhoto library. SO FUN. There is a large "V" on top of the second tier... Such a great day July 17, 2008 was.&lt;br /&gt;I had a really neat experience today with someone who has only met Ryan once and was helping me with my "energy"... she said that I am so blessed to have him and I certainly have to agree. What a blessing he is in my life. I always tend to talk about him but really he is my best friend. He always seems to know what I stand in need of. Don't get me wrong, we do not have a perfect life or marriage, but we work at it every single day. I wouldn't have it any other way. So, for me that is good enough. How sweet it is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-3791083268787732379?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3791083268787732379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=3791083268787732379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3791083268787732379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3791083268787732379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/remembering.html' title='Remembering...'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x_A3KVG_T80/TnF0kGBAiUI/AAAAAAAACVU/pW0fqiQ8Svs/s72-c/IMG_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-1887510401923099676</id><published>2011-09-12T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T13:57:37.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Twister</title><content type='html'>&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RqjVnlYaM4I/Tm5xVYxShjI/AAAAAAAACVM/3MKotFmLicI/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RqjVnlYaM4I/Tm5xVYxShjI/AAAAAAAACVM/3MKotFmLicI/s320/photo.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sure enjoyed a sip of some Texas Twister Lemonade at the Brigham City Peach days. $6.00 a pop for these babies. Worth every cent... Happy Monday peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-1887510401923099676?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1887510401923099676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=1887510401923099676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/1887510401923099676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/1887510401923099676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/texas-twister.html' title='Texas Twister'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RqjVnlYaM4I/Tm5xVYxShjI/AAAAAAAACVM/3MKotFmLicI/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-5613554363195644205</id><published>2011-09-09T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T22:26:38.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tapping Moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0NhsrY3h79c/Tmrw0MDH7hI/AAAAAAAACVE/fixgA3Wg4mQ/s1600/100_1656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0NhsrY3h79c/Tmrw0MDH7hI/AAAAAAAACVE/fixgA3Wg4mQ/s320/100_1656.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o7EP_6nZx9g/TmrxVJHi01I/AAAAAAAACVI/lnKdyB8JANw/s1600/100_2489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o7EP_6nZx9g/TmrxVJHi01I/AAAAAAAACVI/lnKdyB8JANw/s320/100_2489.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;People have the right to fly in life. I mean we'd like to think that we all have that chance right? Here I am on my mission. I had a "tapping moment" today as the spirit softly whispered to me what I was doing in life was correct. Something about BLIND FAITH. It is so real. I miss being Sister Bendall. But, I yearn to be a "mommy" and most certainly the provider of my house for my future children. Some might think that I am an inspired person but I just have decided that I will do whatever in life it is that is asked of me. If it is hard, I will do it. I have seen too much and felt too much to not feel what it means.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This picture of the Baptism of Chimene Meador was amazing. It was just what I believe my companion and I needed at this point in our missions. This girl, Chimene is one special lady. She was baptized from the inspiring church commercials we all see about ordering a free copy of a dvd. Not only did she want a movie on Finding Faith in Christ but she taught my companion and I a little about life. This girl is one beloved daughter of our Heavenly Father. She reminds me of the true meaning of sacrifice, life, love, and honesty. I am so lucky to know her and still have contact with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just got done watching &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;v=KHDvxPjsm8E#!"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;and I know that most of you have seen it but it is a soft reminder of how beautiful motherhood is. How beautiful life really can be. I anticipate this day in my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Each day I have the chance to realize more and more what it means to have faith and live as I follow what I know to be true. I am not afraid to say that I belong to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. This gospel has deeply blessed my life. I know that it is not the religion preference for all of you but I know that I will forever share my testimony and what it means to me. I believe in standing for what you believe in and where you are going in life. I know that we all have a purpose here and I am lucky to know that right now mine is to be married to Ryan Voigts, preparing to be a Mom one day, attending Aveda in January and more so serving those who are in need of enriched blessings in their life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;If any of you know me well enough you know that I LOVE a good girls night out. Tonight I had a chance to have one and I LOVE my friends. I have leaned on so many of you the past few years and I will be forever in your debt for your sacrifice of listening ears, tears shared, and your kind examples of enjoying motherhood. I guess to put it simple: LIFE IS GOOD TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-5613554363195644205?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5613554363195644205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=5613554363195644205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5613554363195644205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5613554363195644205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/tapping-moment.html' title='Tapping Moment.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0NhsrY3h79c/Tmrw0MDH7hI/AAAAAAAACVE/fixgA3Wg4mQ/s72-c/100_1656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-7125900156703676901</id><published>2011-09-08T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T21:35:31.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a Dream Giver?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hAknNDIxRHM/TmmS-QjHSAI/AAAAAAAACU0/CMH4sZGE1zQ/s1600/IMG_1158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hAknNDIxRHM/TmmS-QjHSAI/AAAAAAAACU0/CMH4sZGE1zQ/s320/IMG_1158.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was given a good book when I got home from my mission called "The Dream Giver". This book is AMAZING. The author talks about how everyone has a dream... it might not be real yet, but it is there. So, are you a giver to your dreams? Do you treat yourself gently and peacefully? Sometimes we forget our dreams. We get so lost in life and wonder where they are. This has been ME on more than just one occasion friends. But, with the dreams that I currently have I am testing them and putting them into action in my life. I totally have LOFTY dreams but those will come with time I believe. One of them was to be a runner... something about it to me as I have taken up the "sport" of doing so relieves a TON of emotions for me. This above picture was taken last week as I ran. You can't see it but the Mt. Timp Temple was in the view as well and it was AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-immC86sKHvs/TmmTGTuui2I/AAAAAAAACU4/m_6ymhpwWsk/s1600/IMG_1183.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-immC86sKHvs/TmmTGTuui2I/AAAAAAAACU4/m_6ymhpwWsk/s320/IMG_1183.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a chance to take my in laws to Bridal Veil falls. Like any other waterfall in the world this is truly a beautiful gift of nature. The rushing water makes me think of the power that waters have to cleanse and to heal. I know that dreams are out there, they're real, tangible, and within reason. They are a series of opportunities to help you on your journey- however that might look for you.&lt;br /&gt;If there is one thing that I have learned from the healing powers of trials and defeat it is the ability we have to cleanse. It is miraculous. Be kind to yourself. Be a giver to your dreams. Help others along the way with theirs. You never know who you will influence for the better by living in harmony with your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed running and zumba lately. It is so refreshing to sweat and dance and run. Ryan bought me a shirt at the Nike outlets that says: "Doing It." Very fitting for my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Remember this &lt;a href="http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/strength.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Totally all worth it today. LOVE that quote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-7125900156703676901?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7125900156703676901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=7125900156703676901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7125900156703676901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7125900156703676901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/are-you-dream-giver.html' title='Are you a Dream Giver?'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hAknNDIxRHM/TmmS-QjHSAI/AAAAAAAACU0/CMH4sZGE1zQ/s72-c/IMG_1158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-2182191357292382077</id><published>2011-09-04T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T22:22:40.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2gqPYVGJRdk/TmRbqtQM2oI/AAAAAAAACUo/P_Lf7SvBWpw/s1600/IMG_1176.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2gqPYVGJRdk/TmRbqtQM2oI/AAAAAAAACUo/P_Lf7SvBWpw/s320/IMG_1176.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is Sunday evening and here I sit at my computer in my office. Wondering where time has gone. Time since I got married, time since I was on a quest for my "quiet" peace, time when I was free from not a care in the world... and more so time when I decided to complete one of the hardest trials and defeats of my life thus far. My AMAZING in laws arrived in town yesterday from Texas and I sure love them. In light of how much they value a meaningful life, I have to say that I am so impressed by their ability to love. They have been married for over 30 years and are a good example of happiness to me.&lt;br /&gt;I find that during my busy work weeks I have time to contemplate what it will be like in January going to school full time for something that I have longed to become and do. I have a tile saying in my office that says: "Simply become who you are are"... ain't that the truth. I have to honestly say I had a lot of thoughts today on the word sacrifice. What does it mean to you? I know that to each of us it means something totally different and it can include what you are today and what you have sacrificed in your life thus far. For me it is simply becoming what you want to be and more over what you are destined to be. We went on a walk last night and tonight and I have to say there are OUTRAGEOUS blessings for living by mountains. Aren't they beautiful? I always think of having the faith of a mustard seed and moving mountains... I know lofty dreaming right? But someone's gotta do it in the world these days. If I can have some lofty dreams, I'd like to share just a few... and that I will do for a moment. I want to be the mother of 3, I want to be a stay at home Mom, I want to have a hair studio in my house, I want to have meals cooked by the time "Daddy" gets home and have dinner all together, I want to have an "all pink room" in my house where only princesses go, I want to have an "all Texas" room in my house as well, I want to have the relationship with my husband that the most important thing we talk about in front of our children is our love for the gospel and for one another, I want to have a dog (a big one), I want to wear heels with ruffles on them, I want to one day have the ability to help women who have not had the opportunity in life to complete their dreams, I would LOVE to write a book, I want to be a runner, I want to be a mom who attends sporting events, ballet shows, plays, and feed my family watermelon on a summer evening---&lt;br /&gt;Why all of these goals you ask? My answer is this:"Challenges are what make life interesting; overcoming them is what makes life meaningful."&lt;br /&gt;And when we have a meaningful life we feel complete.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a great week, month, and to my favorite season of the year: FALL. So beautiful and refreshing to see the world change it's colors and be so vibrant. So awesome to light your sweet cinnamon pumpkin candle and smell fall leaves on your porch. Such a simplistic fact. Sunday brings such a renewed peace for me and I'm glad I can share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lightgrey;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The above picture was taken right before church today. This is my father in law Jeff and Ryan discussing the gospel and the priesthood. Like father, like son. Such a great captured moment...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-2182191357292382077?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2182191357292382077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=2182191357292382077&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2182191357292382077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2182191357292382077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/sunday-night.html' title='Sunday Night.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2gqPYVGJRdk/TmRbqtQM2oI/AAAAAAAACUo/P_Lf7SvBWpw/s72-c/IMG_1176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-277469266586254287</id><published>2011-09-03T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T09:33:46.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Make a Deal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WAZPLcjsxk8/TmJUJf_uXvI/AAAAAAAACUQ/s-mer-_RBKs/s1600/photo+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WAZPLcjsxk8/TmJUJf_uXvI/AAAAAAAACUQ/s-mer-_RBKs/s320/photo+%25282%2529.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This past week was a week of deals worth blogging about. I got this oh so darling towel holder at Hobby Lobby for $5.00- Yes it was 80% off. Marked down from $49.99- totally workable and worth my time. LOVE it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nbxsxvA6aFo/TmJUNyQ-YCI/AAAAAAAACUU/w2RfJaM9Pcc/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nbxsxvA6aFo/TmJUNyQ-YCI/AAAAAAAACUU/w2RfJaM9Pcc/s320/photo.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Who doesn't love a fresh new pair of Toms? On sale for 34.90. Yup, put a huge smile on my face. LOVE these, and surprisingly I was shocked at how many others have liked them too. Super fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m22Z9_EkiWk/TmJUaVTuH_I/AAAAAAAACUY/Pj2deGzuMXY/s1600/photo+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m22Z9_EkiWk/TmJUaVTuH_I/AAAAAAAACUY/Pj2deGzuMXY/s320/photo+%25282%2529.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last of all, picked up these black beauties for Aveda. These will be dubbed as the "hair styling shoes". They were on sale for $12.99. Marked down from $39.99. Too hot to pass up. Yup I'll be taller than Ryan, sorry hunny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;LOVE finding deals and all of these were almost $50.00- just a tad over. Definately worth blogging about. For reals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did a small "make-over" on my living room. YES. White is the new black and I'm loving it. Can't wait to post pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-277469266586254287?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/277469266586254287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=277469266586254287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/277469266586254287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/277469266586254287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/lets-make-deal.html' title='Let&apos;s Make a Deal.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WAZPLcjsxk8/TmJUJf_uXvI/AAAAAAAACUQ/s-mer-_RBKs/s72-c/photo+%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-123223679880541069</id><published>2011-09-01T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:49:42.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rqhHAh02bSk/Tl_v1ZhZASI/AAAAAAAACUE/lGI2mWGrdek/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rqhHAh02bSk/Tl_v1ZhZASI/AAAAAAAACUE/lGI2mWGrdek/s320/photo.JPG" width="240px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AF5B-wz6_4w/Tl_ueYENMSI/AAAAAAAACT8/pLj0-vwWAPo/s1600/117525352_x8LTus5H_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AF5B-wz6_4w/Tl_ueYENMSI/AAAAAAAACT8/pLj0-vwWAPo/s1600/117525352_x8LTus5H_b.jpg" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I feel like the above quote, but I only hope that I am being the STRONGER version of "Alicia". Dying to be a STRONG, DETERMINED, WILLFUL, PEACEFUL, HAPPY, GENUINE person. I have to be STRONGER right? &lt;br /&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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-123223679880541069?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/123223679880541069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=123223679880541069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/123223679880541069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/123223679880541069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rqhHAh02bSk/Tl_v1ZhZASI/AAAAAAAACUE/lGI2mWGrdek/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-460184600720209941</id><published>2011-08-28T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T20:45:25.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pqObOF5CqRI/TlsJOmiJPUI/AAAAAAAACTk/sI_navI3BZQ/s1600/IMG_1144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pqObOF5CqRI/TlsJOmiJPUI/AAAAAAAACTk/sI_navI3BZQ/s320/IMG_1144.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Finding the wall hanging you've been looking for. ( 3 months to be exact- note to self : NEVER pass it up the first time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGrNNO9Ior8/TlsJTo9NbXI/AAAAAAAACTo/EQpErQezzeE/s1600/IMG_1149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGrNNO9Ior8/TlsJTo9NbXI/AAAAAAAACTo/EQpErQezzeE/s320/IMG_1149.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Enjoying time spent with my sister in law Melinda. Such a great woman she is. LOVE her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6XISBcENH40/TlsJatjxTPI/AAAAAAAACTs/0Lpsx1wdTfc/s1600/IMG_1150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6XISBcENH40/TlsJatjxTPI/AAAAAAAACTs/0Lpsx1wdTfc/s320/IMG_1150.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Enjoying a night out at Wild Beans for stand up comedy with Landon Bench. Salt Lake City local... He is REAL funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qgl1HWV2f2g/TlsJb4IGX1I/AAAAAAAACTw/5t66FI-ZYH0/s1600/IMG_1152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qgl1HWV2f2g/TlsJb4IGX1I/AAAAAAAACTw/5t66FI-ZYH0/s320/IMG_1152.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Knowing that my Husband wasn't the only "black" person in attendance for the stand up comedy. Also well worth my Saturday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VwhEo6xCwOc/TlsJgztWzUI/AAAAAAAACT0/6tt08mEyA9k/s1600/IMG_1123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VwhEo6xCwOc/TlsJgztWzUI/AAAAAAAACT0/6tt08mEyA9k/s320/IMG_1123.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The smile on our faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLHCYD4EFG0/TlsJl_Dl5XI/AAAAAAAACT4/EhW2HEtE15c/s1600/IMG_1138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLHCYD4EFG0/TlsJl_Dl5XI/AAAAAAAACT4/EhW2HEtE15c/s320/IMG_1138.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;... And FINALLLYY spending a whole afternoon at the pool. Just lounging. Such serenity it is to sit and soak up some rays.&lt;br /&gt;I was touched this past week by a few hours I spent in the Mt. Timp Temple. It was Amazing. Such a spiritual experience. The best part was the lady next to me talking about how much she LOVED diet coke and not pepsi. Pepsi has a citrus taste she told me. She also let me know that she wouldn't be drinking bottled water cause you never know where it comes from... I think I'll stick to my crushed ice diet coke with lime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-460184600720209941?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/460184600720209941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=460184600720209941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/460184600720209941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/460184600720209941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/happiness-is.html' title='Happiness Is...'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pqObOF5CqRI/TlsJOmiJPUI/AAAAAAAACTk/sI_navI3BZQ/s72-c/IMG_1144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-2826966352418197722</id><published>2011-08-24T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T17:01:40.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Closer To Fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCQ8Js0uIMU/TlWOskaj5xI/AAAAAAAACTg/2DG5O_QPhM8/s1600/DSC00325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCQ8Js0uIMU/TlWOskaj5xI/AAAAAAAACTg/2DG5O_QPhM8/s320/DSC00325.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I like the Indigo Girls sometimes and their Pandora station makes me smile. I read the lyrics to the song entitled" Closer To FIne"... Kinda fitting. Some of it isn't but I found myself looking back on the reason why I married Ryan. Like the root of the belief that one person can change your life for the better and make you feel "closer to fine"- He sure does it for me. I was thinking the other day about the reason that I found it in my heart to settle with Ryan. All I know is that I remember I needed to "let him into my life". Our wedding day was blissful but why is it that marriage requires work? I had no clue that drawing closer to someone required an equal balance. I am glad that I have made that equal balance work for us Voigts. There is something magical about our Friendship, Love, and Devotion to one another. My Dad was talking to Ryan about "us" and the only glimpse of the conversation I got was this: "Alicia is my best friend and that is how I intend on keeping it."&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I always feel one day "closer to fine" with Ryan. He has answered so many quiet questions I had about life, marriage, family, dedication, trust, the gospel, the priesthood, and how to let go of fear. I have to echo his comment and say that I am so glad we are best friends. It is truly divine that I get to spend every day with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran across my Preach My Gospel from my mission (actually it sits in my office on the bookshelf) and I have this quote on the back of it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do the one thing you think you cannot do. Fail at it. Try it again. Do better the second time. The only people who never tumble are those who never mount the high wire. THIS IS YOUR MOMENT. OWN IT."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't have said it better myself. My thoughts today are certainly "closer to fine."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-2826966352418197722?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2826966352418197722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=2826966352418197722&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2826966352418197722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2826966352418197722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/closer-to-fine.html' title='Closer To Fine'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCQ8Js0uIMU/TlWOskaj5xI/AAAAAAAACTg/2DG5O_QPhM8/s72-c/DSC00325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-5035925891685678260</id><published>2011-08-22T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T15:17:17.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday's Musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SoQ-WzzqEVo/TlLUn5XOT2I/AAAAAAAACTI/OnAtE9S0Ty0/s1600/119054425_RqZvXQ3W_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SoQ-WzzqEVo/TlLUn5XOT2I/AAAAAAAACTI/OnAtE9S0Ty0/s1600/119054425_RqZvXQ3W_b.jpg" /&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/-dHVh-lTkEyY/TlLUqCXH9fI/AAAAAAAACTM/-4HFKwT3O08/s1600/130400101_JoKj89t6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dHVh-lTkEyY/TlLUqCXH9fI/AAAAAAAACTM/-4HFKwT3O08/s1600/130400101_JoKj89t6_b.jpg" /&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/-5cGuk7UM0wc/TlLUrT66RsI/AAAAAAAACTQ/K7tNfvCUeps/s1600/130637896_IFS4j58q_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5cGuk7UM0wc/TlLUrT66RsI/AAAAAAAACTQ/K7tNfvCUeps/s1600/130637896_IFS4j58q_b.jpg" /&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/-GetEF92EkTI/TlLUtGi8XyI/AAAAAAAACTU/QzahqDS7yJk/s1600/91571052_wvm1aIWY_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GetEF92EkTI/TlLUtGi8XyI/AAAAAAAACTU/QzahqDS7yJk/s1600/91571052_wvm1aIWY_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These make me happy. I have a connection to all of these sayings. Happy Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-5035925891685678260?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5035925891685678260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=5035925891685678260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5035925891685678260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5035925891685678260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/mondays-musings.html' title='Monday&apos;s Musings'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SoQ-WzzqEVo/TlLUn5XOT2I/AAAAAAAACTI/OnAtE9S0Ty0/s72-c/119054425_RqZvXQ3W_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-353838836299287027</id><published>2011-08-19T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T14:13:19.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning 8 is GREAT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jya49GML3Is/Tk7RPdFzjqI/AAAAAAAACS4/rduVSOeALQc/s1600/Chloe.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jya49GML3Is/Tk7RPdFzjqI/AAAAAAAACS4/rduVSOeALQc/s320/Chloe.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My CUTEST cousin Chloe made the decision to get baptized. She is simply darling. Here is me (just embrace the messy hair), ChloeJune, and Lisa my Mom. Chloe is one of the most delicate little girls I know. What a gem she is. She brightens any room with her sweet spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CcWZzpIIbTs/Tk7RS6baH-I/AAAAAAAACS8/0_anQDQVRg8/s1600/Chloe+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CcWZzpIIbTs/Tk7RS6baH-I/AAAAAAAACS8/0_anQDQVRg8/s320/Chloe+2.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look at that smile on that girl. So happy to be a new member of the church. I adore her. She is brave, courageous, and so cute. What would it be like to be 8 again?&amp;nbsp; It was a beautiful baptism for one beautiful girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-353838836299287027?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/353838836299287027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=353838836299287027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/353838836299287027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/353838836299287027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/turning-8-is-great.html' title='Turning 8 is GREAT.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jya49GML3Is/Tk7RPdFzjqI/AAAAAAAACS4/rduVSOeALQc/s72-c/Chloe.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-2477974929782338186</id><published>2011-08-13T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T09:16:02.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Y'all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0L5PL4NCurg/TkajM7PbglI/AAAAAAAACS0/71vXpXuGCLY/s1600/111811819_lE5tc3bP_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0L5PL4NCurg/TkajM7PbglI/AAAAAAAACS0/71vXpXuGCLY/s320/111811819_lE5tc3bP_c.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-2477974929782338186?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2477974929782338186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=2477974929782338186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2477974929782338186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2477974929782338186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/hey-yall.html' title='Hey Y&apos;all.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0L5PL4NCurg/TkajM7PbglI/AAAAAAAACS0/71vXpXuGCLY/s72-c/111811819_lE5tc3bP_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-2466356268506226921</id><published>2011-08-11T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:45:59.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinterest, Yes Please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A6yReeBIDhw/TkQvbsx75VI/AAAAAAAACSc/n3IrAyub-nw/s1600/79507387_DRFs86JN_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A6yReeBIDhw/TkQvbsx75VI/AAAAAAAACSc/n3IrAyub-nw/s1600/79507387_DRFs86JN_b.jpg" /&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/-PlmQooYe5qI/TkQvzVqD0YI/AAAAAAAACSw/GVHWk4mK3dY/s1600/82073257_Vttriqv2_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PlmQooYe5qI/TkQvzVqD0YI/AAAAAAAACSw/GVHWk4mK3dY/s320/82073257_Vttriqv2_c.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, I have always believed in being classy and fabulous- I LOVE that quote. Ryan has always talked about going cross country in an RV or Trailor. Well, I finally found the only way I will roll that. In stlye in PINK. Who wouldn't want to hitch a ride in this classy pink mobile? Not to mention the AWESOME pink beach cruiser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Zq47HpuA04/TkQvpzcmxMI/AAAAAAAACSk/KL4HQ0p3lN8/s1600/89944893_MESonJG3_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Zq47HpuA04/TkQvpzcmxMI/AAAAAAAACSk/KL4HQ0p3lN8/s320/89944893_MESonJG3_c.jpg" width="215px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;One fine day when I can have an immacualte staircase to decorate I have decided and concluded this is what will happen. Isn't this AMAZING!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-svsAeU0RHSI/TkQvqmb1caI/AAAAAAAACSo/z6aoDRm1Sfo/s1600/90688333_ZQz8ga2p_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-svsAeU0RHSI/TkQvqmb1caI/AAAAAAAACSo/z6aoDRm1Sfo/s320/90688333_ZQz8ga2p_c.jpg" width="196px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I will currently settle for the wall that I have for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iqD3GQsYlr0/TkQvr4FGymI/AAAAAAAACSs/cmCWcGIN8H0/s1600/87547359_NrzJpX4J_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iqD3GQsYlr0/TkQvr4FGymI/AAAAAAAACSs/cmCWcGIN8H0/s320/87547359_NrzJpX4J_c.jpg" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fall is simply my FAVORITE holiday to decorate for. I LOVE the smells of Punpkin, Cider, Spice, etc. I love how much you can do with it as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ijLyVwoVAXE/TkQvo4NJh7I/AAAAAAAACSg/rUBVqJPzDMk/s1600/88960359_BxKeVoCV_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ijLyVwoVAXE/TkQvo4NJh7I/AAAAAAAACSg/rUBVqJPzDMk/s320/88960359_BxKeVoCV_c.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;PS- I want to have more "Grace" in my life. Living that way is something I am currently striving for. LOVE Pinterest. It makes my day. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-2466356268506226921?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2466356268506226921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=2466356268506226921&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2466356268506226921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2466356268506226921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/pinterest-yes-please.html' title='Pinterest, Yes Please.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A6yReeBIDhw/TkQvbsx75VI/AAAAAAAACSc/n3IrAyub-nw/s72-c/79507387_DRFs86JN_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-7771227280923193070</id><published>2011-08-07T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T10:36:53.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm through accepting limits cause someone says they're so...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MBY1Az6rpKs/Tj7Cp5tB8pI/AAAAAAAACSI/k-XGq4mkFas/s1600/100_2947.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MBY1Az6rpKs/Tj7Cp5tB8pI/AAAAAAAACSI/k-XGq4mkFas/s320/100_2947.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/-qwGjAES8NjQ/Tj7CxpX9pxI/AAAAAAAACSM/Jb_XFh7L8iU/s1600/IMG_0791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qwGjAES8NjQ/Tj7CxpX9pxI/AAAAAAAACSM/Jb_XFh7L8iU/s320/IMG_0791.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/-67NI1lRYP5w/Tj7DI_NkE-I/AAAAAAAACSQ/tVcwEdC1vMc/s1600/DSC00444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-67NI1lRYP5w/Tj7DI_NkE-I/AAAAAAAACSQ/tVcwEdC1vMc/s320/DSC00444.JPG" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;“...And it's me who is my enemy, me who beats me up, me who makes the monsters, me who strips my confidence, and it's me who is to weak, and it's me who is too shy to ask for the thing I love..."&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ljNcMc4Kcg/Tj7DQQSgc0I/AAAAAAAACSU/AifA0yhb1CI/s1600/DSC00261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ljNcMc4Kcg/Tj7DQQSgc0I/AAAAAAAACSU/AifA0yhb1CI/s320/DSC00261.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...But the things I love I currently have. I used to be able to once say this quote (above) in life. I lived by that. I was too scared. I was too bothered to ask for what I LOVED. To fearful to face what I really wanted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7mW5TSXyM60/Tj7DiLUGRXI/AAAAAAAACSY/v84fDpwIuOE/s1600/DSC00707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7mW5TSXyM60/Tj7DiLUGRXI/AAAAAAAACSY/v84fDpwIuOE/s320/DSC00707.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...Together we're unlimited. Just you and I defying gravity. Finally doing the things I LOVE in life. This man makes it all worth it. I know I blog so much about it but seriously I have so much to share. So much on my fingertips that I have found to be of value in life. So happy that I recd' some amazing advice to connect with my husband. The life of possibilities are endless... Beautiful things can happen when you simply let someone into your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-7771227280923193070?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7771227280923193070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=7771227280923193070&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7771227280923193070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7771227280923193070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-through-accepting-limits-cause.html' title='I&apos;m through accepting limits cause someone says they&apos;re so...'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MBY1Az6rpKs/Tj7Cp5tB8pI/AAAAAAAACSI/k-XGq4mkFas/s72-c/100_2947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-7340452291155918845</id><published>2011-08-03T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T08:02:14.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is REAL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zyEXfdpG0N4/TjlgVq5s3oI/AAAAAAAACSA/9pReopiCJ3M/s1600/IMG_1038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zyEXfdpG0N4/TjlgVq5s3oI/AAAAAAAACSA/9pReopiCJ3M/s320/IMG_1038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire CAN BE WON. It exists... it is real... it is possible... IT'S YOURS!"&lt;br /&gt;The creative adult is the child who survived... What I would't give to be little again. Something inside your soul that can long to just be little to create, to run, to learn, and to grow. Really to just be FREE. All of these things are undoubtedly things that we as adults turn into creativity from being a little child who survived. In the same breath that I give to be little, I now yearn to learn more about my life. I LOVE to connect with my Husband. It's magical... the kind that makes you want to live happily ever after. The kind that you thought you'd never find and maybe that you never deserved. Still in my little girl heart I long for days where I could just be me. Just simply me. The best part is that I get to do that every single day with Ryan. Couldn't ask for more. It is REAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-frv7h_jH6WU/Tjli55i5EGI/AAAAAAAACSE/JDp9Jc3cCxI/s1600/DSC01732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-frv7h_jH6WU/Tjli55i5EGI/AAAAAAAACSE/JDp9Jc3cCxI/s320/DSC01732.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And I guess this "little" inside of me will have to wait until I'm a mother one fine day. Until then, a girl can dream and I dream of becoming the best that I can be with what has been given to me. And, who says you're not worth it? This really has gotta be the good life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-7340452291155918845?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7340452291155918845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=7340452291155918845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7340452291155918845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7340452291155918845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/it-is-real.html' title='It is REAL.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zyEXfdpG0N4/TjlgVq5s3oI/AAAAAAAACSA/9pReopiCJ3M/s72-c/IMG_1038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-2091670159615621353</id><published>2011-07-25T17:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:02:38.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C8AN3pg2VAE/Ti4EEVvtlSI/AAAAAAAACR8/So4bPsx_l2I/s1600/79165315_AlsIZ0l1_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C8AN3pg2VAE/Ti4EEVvtlSI/AAAAAAAACR8/So4bPsx_l2I/s1600/79165315_AlsIZ0l1_b.jpg" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't this the truth. LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-2091670159615621353?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2091670159615621353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=2091670159615621353&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2091670159615621353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2091670159615621353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C8AN3pg2VAE/Ti4EEVvtlSI/AAAAAAAACR8/So4bPsx_l2I/s72-c/79165315_AlsIZ0l1_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-3761525382920747435</id><published>2011-07-21T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T14:24:37.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Show Me Your Bed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tgah_StbWu8/TiiKnfzGjxI/AAAAAAAACR0/I0-lzdDVTTc/s1600/photo+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tgah_StbWu8/TiiKnfzGjxI/AAAAAAAACR0/I0-lzdDVTTc/s1600/photo+%25282%2529.JPG" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pbNELVa2a4/TiiKqtZ-FMI/AAAAAAAACR4/CICCvBBj1l0/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pbNELVa2a4/TiiKqtZ-FMI/AAAAAAAACR4/CICCvBBj1l0/s1600/photo.JPG" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, I was tagged in this ever so FUN post from my cute "bloggy" friend. Such a CUTE idea. The tag involved showing your bed and your style... Chic, sassy, and FUN! That is me. I LOVE to toss things up a bit. Like my cute friend Sarah, I too have a bedspread for Fall/Winter, Spring/Summer. This year Ryan and I hit up Ross, yes that's right - ROSS. We wanted to go for a nautical theme so to speak and well we hit the jackpot one Saturday in May.We got this Nautica down comforter and all of the sheets and throw pillows all for under $100.00. Such a STEAL. That is why I love just basking in the delight of expensive bedding and fashion and then going on shopping excursions to find the BEST DEALS out there. Thanks Sarah for the fun "Tag"!!! Any of my lady friends feel free to show us your BED! Pull out that sassy flavor and blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-3761525382920747435?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3761525382920747435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=3761525382920747435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3761525382920747435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3761525382920747435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/show-me-your-bed.html' title='Show Me Your Bed!'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tgah_StbWu8/TiiKnfzGjxI/AAAAAAAACR0/I0-lzdDVTTc/s72-c/photo+%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-1048408194616099528</id><published>2011-07-18T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T11:57:08.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not the same.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTZhqmk3roM/TiSBFSLi_cI/AAAAAAAACRw/dUEXwAWI3pE/s1600/IMG_0821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTZhqmk3roM/TiSBFSLi_cI/AAAAAAAACRw/dUEXwAWI3pE/s320/IMG_0821.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes in life we forget what Love is all about. Sometimes we forget what it means to really just have a vase of fresh roses on the table. I tend to believe that the simplistic beauty of just being who you really are is just who you should be. I am not the same person I was 5 years ago or even 1 year ago. I feel that each renewed day is a blessing for our soul to reunite with our body and mind. We should have the ability to want to LOVE. We should want to LOVE those in our life who bless us just by being in it. Today, I am thankful for LOVE and what it has done for me. It opens up a new world for me daily of the person I should be and who I should serve. I LOVE life. I just had an amazing phone call with my Mom. She said I was brave. I am thankful for her. I am thankful to know that I can be brave and take a deep breath, enjoy roses on my table, and simply live life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-1048408194616099528?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1048408194616099528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=1048408194616099528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/1048408194616099528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/1048408194616099528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-not-same.html' title='I am not the same.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTZhqmk3roM/TiSBFSLi_cI/AAAAAAAACRw/dUEXwAWI3pE/s72-c/IMG_0821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-3154915719609414755</id><published>2011-07-16T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T10:58:14.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Years and a Request...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZI6OXRzQ6gE/TWHdzMd6JKI/AAAAAAAACGY/hXzf7-Mw9QM/s1600/DSC01308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZI6OXRzQ6gE/TWHdzMd6JKI/AAAAAAAACGY/hXzf7-Mw9QM/s320/DSC01308.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DrIjLJHHfVM/TaM0rmAJmOI/AAAAAAAACKI/AEKTj_50v00/s1600/DSC01201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DrIjLJHHfVM/TaM0rmAJmOI/AAAAAAAACKI/AEKTj_50v00/s320/DSC01201.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HrJ3GI_s_m4/TasJ9BmhKZI/AAAAAAAACK4/7H50Zgtax4Q/s1600/DSC00577.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HrJ3GI_s_m4/TasJ9BmhKZI/AAAAAAAACK4/7H50Zgtax4Q/s320/DSC00577.JPG" width="320px" /&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/-F33QV3NYxuk/TasL6OaKvxI/AAAAAAAACLY/v_6eJMio8kE/s1600/IMG_0791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F33QV3NYxuk/TasL6OaKvxI/AAAAAAAACLY/v_6eJMio8kE/s320/IMG_0791.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5I62MPLr7yU/TasKJ3pY3DI/AAAAAAAACLA/usOXOAvPQVI/s1600/DSC00991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5I62MPLr7yU/TasKJ3pY3DI/AAAAAAAACLA/usOXOAvPQVI/s320/DSC00991.JPG" width="298px" /&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/-rO9bf4gqh_Y/TdPEOEVMyXI/AAAAAAAACMY/WxH0vygEVfs/s1600/IMG_0864.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rO9bf4gqh_Y/TdPEOEVMyXI/AAAAAAAACMY/WxH0vygEVfs/s320/IMG_0864.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vAm6F3SKneI/TfJyztl1zQI/AAAAAAAACOg/EuUR24tfIKE/s1600/45890_1536883577572_1099335510_31541986_1706156_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vAm6F3SKneI/TfJyztl1zQI/AAAAAAAACOg/EuUR24tfIKE/s320/45890_1536883577572_1099335510_31541986_1706156_n.jpg" width="320px" /&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/-a_Fos4lpDus/Thildw4Sw6I/AAAAAAAACRs/Jn9Jgtcixv0/s1600/264996_2166203270171_1099335510_32574920_1317326_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a_Fos4lpDus/Thildw4Sw6I/AAAAAAAACRs/Jn9Jgtcixv0/s320/264996_2166203270171_1099335510_32574920_1317326_n.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THREE YEARS. Ryan and I celebreate being married for Three yesars on 7/17/2011. I cannot believe it. You know, you never imagine that you actually deserve that better half. At least I never did. I Always thought I would just end up with just some random guy. And I guess if you think about it Ryan and I had kind of a "random" story... Needless to say I adore this man in my life. He is someone that exhibits more than just a gracious love for me. Someone that almost every night has my toothpaste on my toothbrush every single night sitting by our sink, someone who adorns me with the words every day "you look good" or " you look nice". I came home with a maxi skirt and dressed it up yesterday and we had not seen each other all day and at 11:00 p.m. my husband still says I'm rockin'. Ryan has walked through more tears, joy, happiness, pain, sorrow, blissful, dedicated moments than I can even imagine. He truly is my better half. We have walked thorugh a lot and I can honestly say that I am fully invested in our marriage and our LOVE for one another. If there is anything great about our relationship it&amp;nbsp;is the friendship that we have. Anyone who knows "Us" knows we love to have a good time, we are dedicated movie buffs, and we love to have our close circle of friends. We cannot forget about family, here and in Texas. The Voigts have opened up my world to a divine sense of happiness. They have allowed me to be blessed by their Son and rasied him in a way of a peaceful heart of giving. I love you Ryan. &lt;br /&gt;Words from my favorite song " With You":&lt;br /&gt;"It's crazy I never want this feelin to end, this is what it means to be friends. Only when I'm hangin with you all my dreams come true.All my dreams come true becasue I've thought about my life and my lofty dreams. If you dream it then you achieve it. I've stuck with our team and our dream and look how it's come true."&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary Ryan Voigts&lt;br /&gt;*I had a request to blog... WHAT? yes, I have readers. I LOVE it.* I have so much to share...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-3154915719609414755?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3154915719609414755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=3154915719609414755&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3154915719609414755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3154915719609414755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/3-years-and-request.html' title='3 Years and a Request...'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZI6OXRzQ6gE/TWHdzMd6JKI/AAAAAAAACGY/hXzf7-Mw9QM/s72-c/DSC01308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-5666370074108181928</id><published>2011-07-09T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T11:53:56.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Voigts Texas Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-94pZQOAlnN4/ThiftbiXqyI/AAAAAAAACRM/7-aaFSScI9A/s1600/268937_2166199590079_1099335510_32574914_3136416_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-94pZQOAlnN4/ThiftbiXqyI/AAAAAAAACRM/7-aaFSScI9A/s320/268937_2166199590079_1099335510_32574914_3136416_n.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My darling Sister In Law Brigitte Voigts. We ventured up AF Canyon and had some Hot Dogs and S'mores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FKEmNQueGf8/ThifwHsfhdI/AAAAAAAACRQ/jQKKFzzenJE/s1600/264996_2166203310172_1099335510_32574921_6060195_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FKEmNQueGf8/ThifwHsfhdI/AAAAAAAACRQ/jQKKFzzenJE/s320/264996_2166203310172_1099335510_32574921_6060195_n.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is Brigitte and Adam. Love them to death. And LOVE this pose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JzqVElpTYBk/Thify_uqsHI/AAAAAAAACRU/i6XkR2MsCKU/s1600/264996_2166203270171_1099335510_32574920_1317326_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JzqVElpTYBk/Thify_uqsHI/AAAAAAAACRU/i6XkR2MsCKU/s320/264996_2166203270171_1099335510_32574920_1317326_n.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My main squeeze. In almost one week we will have been Mr. and Mrs. Voigts for 3 years. Wow. He is my everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_myASf6jqMg/Thif1o4UkqI/AAAAAAAACRY/LhJCyVWQj4Y/s1600/264257_2166206550253_1099335510_32574926_7789938_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_myASf6jqMg/Thif1o4UkqI/AAAAAAAACRY/LhJCyVWQj4Y/s320/264257_2166206550253_1099335510_32574926_7789938_n.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This little nephew is my favorite. I LOVE hearing the words; " Aunt Alicia!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4dPOdZeD6ME/Thif33jUaHI/AAAAAAAACRc/6W7RfmmZvQ4/s1600/264257_2166206470251_1099335510_32574924_586423_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4dPOdZeD6ME/Thif33jUaHI/AAAAAAAACRc/6W7RfmmZvQ4/s320/264257_2166206470251_1099335510_32574924_586423_n.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Voigts: Brigitte, Gavin, and Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WD6J9yIXCiM/Thif7WQgCGI/AAAAAAAACRg/eYlGoPH9ff8/s1600/264257_2166206510252_1099335510_32574925_3211187_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WD6J9yIXCiM/Thif7WQgCGI/AAAAAAAACRg/eYlGoPH9ff8/s320/264257_2166206510252_1099335510_32574925_3211187_n.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Voigts: Ryan, Gavin and Alicia... Such a great time to have them here in Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oz_w2rChpp4/ThigAHgiDpI/AAAAAAAACRk/q9Uujv1cWgE/s1600/40121947_zuGMPiee_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oz_w2rChpp4/ThigAHgiDpI/AAAAAAAACRk/q9Uujv1cWgE/s1600/40121947_zuGMPiee_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, can I just say that I LOVE this quote. One fine day I cannot wait to be a Mom. (no I am not having a baby now but one day)... I just have so much desire to make my house a home and provide for my children. Marrying Ryan has opened that up for me and well, I'm really happy that Gordon B. had such good words to say. Part of this for me is living my dream and attending Aveda in january 2012 and then fufilling my calling to become a Mom. I anticipate that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-5666370074108181928?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5666370074108181928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=5666370074108181928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5666370074108181928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5666370074108181928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-voigts-texas-visitors.html' title='Our Voigts Texas Visitors'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-94pZQOAlnN4/ThiftbiXqyI/AAAAAAAACRM/7-aaFSScI9A/s72-c/268937_2166199590079_1099335510_32574914_3136416_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-4814525814932257743</id><published>2011-06-29T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T15:53:58.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Freedom Ring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-jzvhTq-G6Eg/TgurpNMmE9I/AAAAAAAACRA/XXB77zt18Co/s1600/IMG_0999.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jzvhTq-G6Eg/TgurpNMmE9I/AAAAAAAACRA/XXB77zt18Co/s320/IMG_0999.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meet the Red Dragon. (Ryan's car) We have a love hate relationship. Just kidding. Ryan says the Bronco is in it's prime and I guess I have to agree. We have never had one single problem with it. Can't complain with a car that is paid for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WW6Kq_il-jU/TgtKCzgGk4I/AAAAAAAACQ0/3zQ0g7mxKF8/s1600/IMG_0996.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WW6Kq_il-jU/TgtKCzgGk4I/AAAAAAAACQ0/3zQ0g7mxKF8/s320/IMG_0996.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last weekend in Cedar Hills we had a KILLER firework show and I LOVED it. Something about Freedom, Peace, and Liberty knowing I live in the USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rp7pTArnfUk/Tgurmy_2XqI/AAAAAAAACQ8/GyhddAlHnYo/s1600/IMG_1009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rp7pTArnfUk/Tgurmy_2XqI/AAAAAAAACQ8/GyhddAlHnYo/s320/IMG_1009.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of my cute neighbors does feather extensions and so I got a little crazy and here is a picture of the purple and brown...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RSt9dMuJdgg/Tgur1YcM45I/AAAAAAAACRE/X4Oe_sfVdOc/s1600/IMG_1008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RSt9dMuJdgg/Tgur1YcM45I/AAAAAAAACRE/X4Oe_sfVdOc/s320/IMG_1008.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and hot pink (of course). Pink is a staple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Vl8qA1eWU8/Tgur8uXYw5I/AAAAAAAACRI/aq15h9Sf6AE/s1600/IMG_0962.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Vl8qA1eWU8/Tgur8uXYw5I/AAAAAAAACRI/aq15h9Sf6AE/s320/IMG_0962.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had to share this CUTE headband I got from Cozette Couture a couple weeks ago. Let's get patriotic. I LOVE her stuff. Please go &lt;a href="http://www.cozettecouture.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to see more of her goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. Doesn't my hubby look awesome?! So proud of his goals and accomplishments with his weight and fitness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-4814525814932257743?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4814525814932257743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=4814525814932257743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/4814525814932257743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/4814525814932257743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/let-freedom-ring.html' title='Let Freedom Ring.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jzvhTq-G6Eg/TgurpNMmE9I/AAAAAAAACRA/XXB77zt18Co/s72-c/IMG_0999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-7567135423443622175</id><published>2011-06-23T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T09:21:34.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lone Star State Visit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XM4-lIc3hYg/TgNlSAXIByI/AAAAAAAACQc/b3L40gJyHK0/s1600/261653_2099449361365_1099335510_32522937_1550209_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XM4-lIc3hYg/TgNlSAXIByI/AAAAAAAACQc/b3L40gJyHK0/s320/261653_2099449361365_1099335510_32522937_1550209_n.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;For the past 5 days, I was in Texas! It is probobly my favorite place to visit. You wouldn't understand why unless you have been there or lived there. Simply put. I got to see friends, my In laws, bro and sis in law, and nephew. Texas would not be complete without my Texas special during Sonic happy hour- Diet Coke with white coconut. Divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7GBfoe-wbh0/TgNlVeBhjpI/AAAAAAAACQg/25hYGRiQV0Q/s1600/texas_rangers_wallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7GBfoe-wbh0/TgNlVeBhjpI/AAAAAAAACQg/25hYGRiQV0Q/s320/texas_rangers_wallpaper.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My mothiner in law treated us ladies to the Rangers game and I had a blast. The stadium is pretty sweet and we even got free matching hats and sunglasses. Don't be jealous but at the bottom of the 6th, everyone put on there shades and we won a Guiness World Book of Records for the most people in a ballpark with shades on after dark. Word up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gM6UdqLErCs/TgNlYVpdCrI/AAAAAAAACQk/GJy-8Vdr27k/s1600/267781_2102308552843_1099335510_32526286_4557907_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gM6UdqLErCs/TgNlYVpdCrI/AAAAAAAACQk/GJy-8Vdr27k/s320/267781_2102308552843_1099335510_32526286_4557907_n.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is me, Brigitte (sis in law), and Karen (mother in law)- Don't be fooled... it was 96 degrees with humidity and dripping sweat. Lots of FUN though. Wouldn't trade it for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0pxEZqaoS3g/TgNlZy142pI/AAAAAAAACQo/FSSxFcHiBvY/s1600/george-bush-official-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0pxEZqaoS3g/TgNlZy142pI/AAAAAAAACQo/FSSxFcHiBvY/s320/george-bush-official-2.jpg" width="297px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We even spotted this man at the Rangers game (on the jumbo tron of course!!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PbdWgUJxAbw/TgNlbsciTLI/AAAAAAAACQs/l6CKvTV_CAU/s1600/lady-shopping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PbdWgUJxAbw/TgNlbsciTLI/AAAAAAAACQs/l6CKvTV_CAU/s320/lady-shopping.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My mother in law treated me very well. Shopping, dining out, Dallas Temple trip, and watching movies. We had coupons everywhere we went which made for GREAT sales - I had so much to come back with I had to buy a second bag... Don't worry though I managed to still be able to carry on my bag on the plane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNMqGjBQObo/TgNlkxcz-4I/AAAAAAAACQw/0h7-8YHvEDY/s1600/35776_557505384604_202305388_32399907_6029608_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNMqGjBQObo/TgNlkxcz-4I/AAAAAAAACQw/0h7-8YHvEDY/s1600/35776_557505384604_202305388_32399907_6029608_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got to see this cute little nephew of mine, Gavin. He FINALLY calls me Aunt Alicia and says that he misses his Uncle Ryan. We love you Gavin!!! Texas was wonderful. Treated me well as usual. Cannot wait to get back as soon as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-7567135423443622175?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7567135423443622175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=7567135423443622175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7567135423443622175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7567135423443622175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/lone-star-state-visit.html' title='Lone Star State Visit.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XM4-lIc3hYg/TgNlSAXIByI/AAAAAAAACQc/b3L40gJyHK0/s72-c/261653_2099449361365_1099335510_32522937_1550209_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-3454713248513692646</id><published>2011-06-17T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T10:42:15.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mV3H4MdrJDg/TfuR4KcsatI/AAAAAAAACQQ/bUGv7t8zZBY/s1600/04_%2528www_cute-pictures_blogspot_com%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mV3H4MdrJDg/TfuR4KcsatI/AAAAAAAACQQ/bUGv7t8zZBY/s320/04_%2528www_cute-pictures_blogspot_com%2529.jpg" width="318px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-3454713248513692646?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3454713248513692646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=3454713248513692646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3454713248513692646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3454713248513692646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mV3H4MdrJDg/TfuR4KcsatI/AAAAAAAACQQ/bUGv7t8zZBY/s72-c/04_%2528www_cute-pictures_blogspot_com%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-6013776080819914066</id><published>2011-06-15T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T12:52:58.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'll bring the buns, and you bring the fire."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tTtYa1fOZqQ/TfkJXuGFV0I/AAAAAAAACPM/eqT1ATOC-pc/s1600/DSC01684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tTtYa1fOZqQ/TfkJXuGFV0I/AAAAAAAACPM/eqT1ATOC-pc/s320/DSC01684.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Meet Justin and Maddie. These are some GREAT friends of ours. The connection? Justin served his mission in Ft. Worth Texas and finished just before I got there. He and Ryan used to go on exchanges ALL the time. Then we all caught up after we got married and we even got them to live in Cedar Hills by us. We {heart} them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zAH6d9uQYLU/TfkJbBC7xlI/AAAAAAAACPQ/OVteHfY2DFU/s1600/DSC01685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zAH6d9uQYLU/TfkJbBC7xlI/AAAAAAAACPQ/OVteHfY2DFU/s320/DSC01685.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was inspired by this date night from the&lt;a href="http://www.thedatingdivas.com/"&gt; Dating Divas&lt;/a&gt;, where I have been featured before for some awesome dates. But this time, I totally took one of their ideas and added in my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fTUhhn0luGg/TfkJgUJrCEI/AAAAAAAACPU/LwXojEVpMCs/s1600/DSC01686.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fTUhhn0luGg/TfkJgUJrCEI/AAAAAAAACPU/LwXojEVpMCs/s320/DSC01686.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Maddie and I told Justin and Ryan to bring headphones and then we blindfolded them before they got in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pSyb9UH5UMk/TfkJkrJBj9I/AAAAAAAACPY/0JBFhbzZbnc/s1600/DSC01687.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pSyb9UH5UMk/TfkJkrJBj9I/AAAAAAAACPY/0JBFhbzZbnc/s320/DSC01687.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Justin almost had an anxiety panic attack and so we had to calm him down. Luckily he was sitting by his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0wv_iSSZDZQ/TfkJpoq-CEI/AAAAAAAACPc/sH3hUuril04/s1600/DSC01688.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0wv_iSSZDZQ/TfkJpoq-CEI/AAAAAAAACPc/sH3hUuril04/s320/DSC01688.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We drove up the AF canyon and this is our set up. Pretty good huh? We planned for like a day and we were pretty excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BDZ2FiZxW1M/TfkJuuVMd0I/AAAAAAAACPg/FtKKK_pbUx8/s1600/DSC01689.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BDZ2FiZxW1M/TfkJuuVMd0I/AAAAAAAACPg/FtKKK_pbUx8/s320/DSC01689.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We made them wear the signs that said:"I'll bring the buns and you bring the fire" from the cute &lt;a href="http://www.thedatingdivas.com/"&gt;Dating Divas&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and when we got everything set up we walked them to the picnic spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHcVrTVeTds/TfkJymCxP7I/AAAAAAAACPk/91lErbY-fNs/s1600/DSC01690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHcVrTVeTds/TfkJymCxP7I/AAAAAAAACPk/91lErbY-fNs/s320/DSC01690.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My Ryan has been talking about roasting a s'more since March... Well needless to say we made it happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fp_ek0lyWzY/TfkJ1Q4kVrI/AAAAAAAACPo/TbypkSAc9O8/s1600/DSC01691.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fp_ek0lyWzY/TfkJ1Q4kVrI/AAAAAAAACPo/TbypkSAc9O8/s320/DSC01691.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KOtqZLEAy4Y/TfkJ4dU29xI/AAAAAAAACPs/bPCvGARlBCg/s1600/DSC01692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KOtqZLEAy4Y/TfkJ4dU29xI/AAAAAAAACPs/bPCvGARlBCg/s320/DSC01692.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My secret partner in crime. Love this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H0YqS3uiORo/TfkKYPCcQEI/AAAAAAAACPw/Y14Q2qwYp9A/s1600/DSC01693.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H0YqS3uiORo/TfkKYPCcQEI/AAAAAAAACPw/Y14Q2qwYp9A/s320/DSC01693.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ryan was so HAPPY to finally be by a fire roasting hot dogs and s'mores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Q3xXm6oMac/TfkKcJmSO8I/AAAAAAAACP0/VM6BnaM-OqE/s1600/DSC01694.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Q3xXm6oMac/TfkKcJmSO8I/AAAAAAAACP0/VM6BnaM-OqE/s320/DSC01694.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Miss Maddie having fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wFwkYWq9M-U/TfkKfjp9CSI/AAAAAAAACP4/YiPYWg1p8cg/s1600/DSC01696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wFwkYWq9M-U/TfkKfjp9CSI/AAAAAAAACP4/YiPYWg1p8cg/s320/DSC01696.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of Justin's favs. Yup we drank them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ygFfmw4A6aM/TfkKiBYsQ5I/AAAAAAAACP8/ntWOs0Bm7tQ/s1600/DSC01699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ygFfmw4A6aM/TfkKiBYsQ5I/AAAAAAAACP8/ntWOs0Bm7tQ/s320/DSC01699.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/-JMAYAk4bTN8/TfkKlYeJfMI/AAAAAAAACQA/-lfvcPOAxFo/s1600/DSC01700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMAYAk4bTN8/TfkKlYeJfMI/AAAAAAAACQA/-lfvcPOAxFo/s320/DSC01700.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/-U5Lm9RzYEyo/TfkKpfLThOI/AAAAAAAACQE/bwKDvUtMBFc/s1600/DSC01701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U5Lm9RzYEyo/TfkKpfLThOI/AAAAAAAACQE/bwKDvUtMBFc/s320/DSC01701.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/-yOJZCEJoJrM/TfkKufPn8QI/AAAAAAAACQI/qMWOmJlNUmI/s1600/DSC01702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yOJZCEJoJrM/TfkKufPn8QI/AAAAAAAACQI/qMWOmJlNUmI/s320/DSC01702.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/-t_3HUUlHoLs/TfkK0fUDHMI/AAAAAAAACQM/1zM-m73YiGo/s1600/DSC01703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t_3HUUlHoLs/TfkK0fUDHMI/AAAAAAAACQM/1zM-m73YiGo/s320/DSC01703.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Such a fun date night!!! Thanks Hatch's we sure love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-6013776080819914066?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6013776080819914066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=6013776080819914066&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6013776080819914066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6013776080819914066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/ill-bring-buns-and-you-bring-fire.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ll bring the buns, and you bring the fire.&quot;'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tTtYa1fOZqQ/TfkJXuGFV0I/AAAAAAAACPM/eqT1ATOC-pc/s72-c/DSC01684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-5394596030782570015</id><published>2011-06-11T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T08:54:24.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y'all get ready.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7hROh2kbiQ/TfOOwyOk0EI/AAAAAAAACO8/r_UN8h0Uc5w/s1600/Texas_20Logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7hROh2kbiQ/TfOOwyOk0EI/AAAAAAAACO8/r_UN8h0Uc5w/s320/Texas_20Logo.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&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/-8kz3abCycwo/TfOO2Ouju-I/AAAAAAAACPA/ZgRhbtUeu3s/s1600/Voigts38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8kz3abCycwo/TfOO2Ouju-I/AAAAAAAACPA/ZgRhbtUeu3s/s320/Voigts38.jpg" t8="true" width="212px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;In one week exactly I will be able to see these faces in TEXAS! (I get to go for 5 days this time!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-H9FBJ3qZw/TfOO3MJHQTI/AAAAAAAACPE/kFaEHiDar4Q/s1600/Voigts12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-H9FBJ3qZw/TfOO3MJHQTI/AAAAAAAACPE/kFaEHiDar4Q/s320/Voigts12.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This has got to be the CUTEST nephew I have ever seen. We LOVE you Mr. Gavin. You have the GREATEST personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c3vu8np8ad4/TfOO7hXXUXI/AAAAAAAACPI/JX_R1CXh6Zc/s1600/33948361_wU3hVgwe_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c3vu8np8ad4/TfOO7hXXUXI/AAAAAAAACPI/JX_R1CXh6Zc/s320/33948361_wU3hVgwe_c.jpg" t8="true" width="251px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, for the record. I am a FIRM believer that YES everything just does happen for a reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-5394596030782570015?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5394596030782570015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=5394596030782570015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5394596030782570015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5394596030782570015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/yall-get-ready.html' title='Y&apos;all get ready.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7hROh2kbiQ/TfOOwyOk0EI/AAAAAAAACO8/r_UN8h0Uc5w/s72-c/Texas_20Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-1213948723503186691</id><published>2011-06-09T08:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T08:07:55.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eHoXWWST2yM/TfDhrHHSzrI/AAAAAAAACOI/8wVbHwmoRig/s1600/MS4wOjM3MzE1OjIwMDoyMDA%25253D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eHoXWWST2yM/TfDhrHHSzrI/AAAAAAAACOI/8wVbHwmoRig/s1600/MS4wOjM3MzE1OjIwMDoyMDA%25253D.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm IN! This has gotta be a good life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-1213948723503186691?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1213948723503186691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=1213948723503186691&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/1213948723503186691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/1213948723503186691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/and.html' title='And....'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eHoXWWST2yM/TfDhrHHSzrI/AAAAAAAACOI/8wVbHwmoRig/s72-c/MS4wOjM3MzE1OjIwMDoyMDA%25253D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-5194313900483858601</id><published>2011-06-07T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T07:28:55.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Mega Frequency.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--QUuNu1PEyk/Te40_09blyI/AAAAAAAACOE/nf1awuNhozM/s1600/IMG_0724.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--QUuNu1PEyk/Te40_09blyI/AAAAAAAACOE/nf1awuNhozM/s320/IMG_0724.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just had to share this picture. I let my hair dresser, Kara fohawk this hair of mine one day and well here it is. Kinda different for me right? I liked sporting this "Do" for a few days. If anyone needs a good "Do" from Kara let me know, she is inspiring, and well one of my favorite people. Not to mention she knows how to rock your world with hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-5194313900483858601?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5194313900483858601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=5194313900483858601&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5194313900483858601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5194313900483858601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/super-mega-frequency.html' title='Super Mega Frequency.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--QUuNu1PEyk/Te40_09blyI/AAAAAAAACOE/nf1awuNhozM/s72-c/IMG_0724.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-5140184292332923986</id><published>2011-06-04T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T14:30:48.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is There One Way?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PmYoDjYuDqY/TeqjctuUGzI/AAAAAAAACN8/RpJcqY4AJ-I/s1600/FAFI2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PmYoDjYuDqY/TeqjctuUGzI/AAAAAAAACN8/RpJcqY4AJ-I/s320/FAFI2.jpg" t8="true" width="307px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A lot of times in life you learn to recognize that having a HOPE for brighter days is clearly evident when you go through a rough patch in life. There is one way out or "Up" as I like to look at it. I mean in reality you begin to see that you want to live for your dreams. This week I had a chance to visit the Aveda Institute in Provo and HOLY INSPIRING. Why? Their motto is to "Inspire Greatness". How could you not want to jump on that band wagon? I've always had a deep passion for fun hair styles, fashionalbe handbags, spunky jewelry, BRIGHT colors, and the list could go on. One of my biggest LOVES is MAC make-up. Anyone of my friends and husband for that matter can testify to this CRAZY obsession. I LOVE it. Like I could work at a Mac counter and be fully satisfied with life. Anyways, I have been to about 5 different schools to FINALLY do hair/make-up and I LOVED the creativity level at Aveda. WOW. Some of you might think oh a hair dresser/ make-up artist SO CLICHE right? I don't know - you find out so much about yourself when you discover what really matters to you and how you can create your life and be happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gBkSdzpBhQ/Teqjeu3HTkI/AAAAAAAACOA/CiVMfL1n-cc/s1600/MAC%252520makeup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gBkSdzpBhQ/Teqjeu3HTkI/AAAAAAAACOA/CiVMfL1n-cc/s320/MAC%252520makeup.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My never ending search for PEACE in life continues every single day. I LOVE living in a way that I feel is best for Ryan and I. Living for what we know we can become and doing it together successfully. I am on my "One Way" "UP" to FINALLY pursing something that I deserve to be and something that I want. I know I am just one person, but how can you not imagine making someone feel good about themselves every single day? I could say I wish I would have known this 10 years ago at age 18 but guess what? I am totally ok with the fact that I will be 28 this summer and just embarking on this dream. I have all HOPE in this ONE WAY that I can make this happen. My cute Ryan said to me the other night that it doesn't matter the cost becasue we will make it happen. Love that man in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_pgB1xSpsLM/Teqc863E4jI/AAAAAAAACN0/oBjd1hJTbxI/s1600/hope-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_pgB1xSpsLM/Teqc863E4jI/AAAAAAAACN0/oBjd1hJTbxI/s320/hope-1.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-5140184292332923986?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5140184292332923986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=5140184292332923986&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5140184292332923986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/5140184292332923986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/is-there-one-way.html' title='Is There One Way?'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PmYoDjYuDqY/TeqjctuUGzI/AAAAAAAACN8/RpJcqY4AJ-I/s72-c/FAFI2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-2437363252464255451</id><published>2011-06-01T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T14:09:25.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you "Measuring" Up?</title><content type='html'>So, let me rant for a minute. Ryan and I decided that we wanted to embark on a healthy journey together. I mean why not make it happen as husband and wife right? Well, without further words, let me just tell you since March 9th life has been good. I have always carried weight my whole life and finally figured out the root cause about 2 years ago... give or take a little. I FIGURED it out. WHAT? Does that really happen in life? I know sometimes the road you are on seems so long and windy with nothing at the end but there is happiness in all of it. Let me back up for a minute... I went to a nurse practitioner last June and weighed in the heaviest I have ever been. WHAT? Now how does that happen? It happened because somewhere along the way I decided that my physical health wasn't important. Well over the past 2 years I have spent endless hours recovering that. When I say recover I mean LITERALLY recover. Finding WHY I wanted to look like that and also finding why things were the way they were. I took a HUGE step and invested in Counseling.&lt;br /&gt;Before I get too far, don't think the problem resides in my marriage, this is a problem that festered within my own self esteem, something much deeper than ALICIA on the surface. So, back to counseling. Took the step at group therapy, then most recently for the past 10 months, one on one. What a difference my life has been. I have humbled my heart, opened up to love more, and I have learned more about myself in the last 2 years than I ever knew existed. Some don't agree with just taking care of your heart, and that's ok. But, Alicia Voigts does. I agree with putting yourself first. Figuring out who YOU are and what you STAND for. There is much more than just appearance. Many might say that I am just high strung or I have to have a lot to get by in life but deep down inside I really am just Alicia. I know that there are many that have felt I have been absent for two years and for that I am sorry. I have been doing what I have wanted to do for YEARS. 13 YEARS to be exact. I finally have gotten to the conclusion that my mind can be at peace. And, now I want that for my body... Have I gotten to the point that I want, NO. Am I off to a FABULOUS start? You bet I am. I just recently finished bootcamp last Friday and lost 2% body fat, 1% body mass index, 12 pounds and inches. I had lost 10 before I hit that bootcamp though. My secret? Figure out what works for you in life. HONOR yourself. Be kind to your mind and your heart. You will soon discover that it is WORTH it and that you do DESERVE it.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan and I have both lost some much needed weight and inches. Ryan currently is sitting at a loss of 40 pounds and I am at about 34 total. My journey started last June at the nurse practitioners office when I sat in tears not knowing where to go. Ryan started March 9th and is about as dedicated as they come. We've got a ways to go but all that matters is that we are making it HAPPEN. One mile, stride, tear, sweat drop, and footprint at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-2437363252464255451?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2437363252464255451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=2437363252464255451&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2437363252464255451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2437363252464255451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/are-you-measuring-up.html' title='Are you &quot;Measuring&quot; Up?'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-1266055413818050421</id><published>2011-05-31T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:59:05.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finest Moments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0J9KsCEo_Q/TeVjykx9WFI/AAAAAAAACNs/wR56MFt6OKs/s1600/IMG_0931.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0J9KsCEo_Q/TeVjykx9WFI/AAAAAAAACNs/wR56MFt6OKs/s320/IMG_0931.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;There are fine moments in life that you want to embrace for a long time. This past weekend I had a few of those. Seeing my adoreable cousins Natalia and Raquel. They are just too cute for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4739wyRQF0/TeVj2o_SVOI/AAAAAAAACNw/AhSkpxTwMxM/s1600/IMG_0932.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4739wyRQF0/TeVj2o_SVOI/AAAAAAAACNw/AhSkpxTwMxM/s320/IMG_0932.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meeting up with Chrissy .... Served around her family in Texas and they are the BEST. They helped me a ton on my mission and really always welcomed us Sisters into their home Chrissy now is attending the U of U and we had a great afternoon at Nordstrom Rack, Old Navy, and TCBY with our Diet Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good. If anyone begs to differ let me know. I really could not be happier at this moment and time. Such good things happening, such good things to come and even better things to look forward to!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-1266055413818050421?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1266055413818050421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=1266055413818050421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/1266055413818050421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/1266055413818050421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/finest-moments.html' title='Finest Moments.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0J9KsCEo_Q/TeVjykx9WFI/AAAAAAAACNs/wR56MFt6OKs/s72-c/IMG_0931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-763890482817481081</id><published>2011-05-24T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T08:24:05.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1A8o4HlIzTc/TdvNYe31XsI/AAAAAAAACNY/w2eoFk_sWP0/s1600/Strength-Symbol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1A8o4HlIzTc/TdvNYe31XsI/AAAAAAAACNY/w2eoFk_sWP0/s320/Strength-Symbol.jpg" t8="true" width="316px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"The turning point in the process of growing up is when you discover the core of STRENGTH within you that SURVIVES all hurt."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-763890482817481081?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/763890482817481081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=763890482817481081&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/763890482817481081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/763890482817481081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/strength.html' title='Strength.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1A8o4HlIzTc/TdvNYe31XsI/AAAAAAAACNY/w2eoFk_sWP0/s72-c/Strength-Symbol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-3640602760710893954</id><published>2011-05-21T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T10:02:27.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zEEYIiBYRwI/TdfvmH6r10I/AAAAAAAACNQ/YGJMB_Xum7U/s1600/206470_1957771259501_1099335510_32317007_4561143_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zEEYIiBYRwI/TdfvmH6r10I/AAAAAAAACNQ/YGJMB_Xum7U/s320/206470_1957771259501_1099335510_32317007_4561143_n.jpg" width="239px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Two things I have to count as blessings. My CUTE sister-in-law Melinda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NRvUBVAb15Q/Tdfvqoy5HOI/AAAAAAAACNU/KowFUGwYOFo/s1600/35776_557505384604_202305388_32399907_6029608_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NRvUBVAb15Q/Tdfvqoy5HOI/AAAAAAAACNU/KowFUGwYOFo/s1600/35776_557505384604_202305388_32399907_6029608_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our nephew Gavin... TOTALLY FULL of life, LOVE, and passion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for some of these precious things today, well every day. I cannot wait to get back to Texas in June to see this cute little boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-3640602760710893954?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3640602760710893954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=3640602760710893954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3640602760710893954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/3640602760710893954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/blessings.html' title='Blessings.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zEEYIiBYRwI/TdfvmH6r10I/AAAAAAAACNQ/YGJMB_Xum7U/s72-c/206470_1957771259501_1099335510_32317007_4561143_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-4182825316934013317</id><published>2011-05-18T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T06:12:42.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the BIG TX Y'all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZclwBZzmb8/TdPEvmuG5LI/AAAAAAAACMo/UW7guNFDHZQ/s1600/IMG_0913.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZclwBZzmb8/TdPEvmuG5LI/AAAAAAAACMo/UW7guNFDHZQ/s320/IMG_0913.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This past weekend Ryan and I ventured to my ABSOLUTE FAVORITE place, TEXAS. Some might disagree with me on it being a fav, but let's be honest, it's like home to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bH5xZMIf9W0/TdPExyxuUCI/AAAAAAAACMs/NeDwz2wb7uo/s1600/IMG_0912.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bH5xZMIf9W0/TdPExyxuUCI/AAAAAAAACMs/NeDwz2wb7uo/s320/IMG_0912.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jeff, Me, and Karen... my in-laws. I LOVE them. They bring a LOT of happiness to my life and to Ryan as well. Ask how much fun we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TiEWXRGPcxg/TdPE0D6mRPI/AAAAAAAACMw/Zjwim84TxQE/s1600/IMG_0911.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TiEWXRGPcxg/TdPE0D6mRPI/AAAAAAAACMw/Zjwim84TxQE/s320/IMG_0911.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was taken Sunday night as we were leaving the DFW....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5suJ1NcYcb4/TdPE2MtlEeI/AAAAAAAACM0/8Ra1eqmlHoo/s1600/IMG_0910.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5suJ1NcYcb4/TdPE2MtlEeI/AAAAAAAACM0/8Ra1eqmlHoo/s320/IMG_0910.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cute Ryan with his parents. Thank you Jeff and Karen for raising such a wonderful Man. I am lucky that he is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afdJj5pimeU/TdPE4PA1LjI/AAAAAAAACM4/QvITl2yKLik/s1600/IMG_0908.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afdJj5pimeU/TdPE4PA1LjI/AAAAAAAACM4/QvITl2yKLik/s320/IMG_0908.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ryan and I at Pappadeaux Seafood Kitchen. Yes, we went to a fish fry and I tried Catfish for the first time. Not bad at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s3hqxukbsW4/TdPE7StOM1I/AAAAAAAACM8/qq-WP_Uh4yE/s1600/IMG_0906.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s3hqxukbsW4/TdPE7StOM1I/AAAAAAAACM8/qq-WP_Uh4yE/s320/IMG_0906.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Is it fair that I only took one suitcase? Ryan was DETERMINED to have me pack light and well folks I sure pulled it off! Thanks Voigts fam for a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-4182825316934013317?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4182825316934013317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=4182825316934013317&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/4182825316934013317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/4182825316934013317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-big-tx-yall.html' title='It&apos;s the BIG TX Y&apos;all.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZclwBZzmb8/TdPEvmuG5LI/AAAAAAAACMo/UW7guNFDHZQ/s72-c/IMG_0913.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-6986413559642912952</id><published>2011-05-09T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T19:24:27.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fist Full Of Glitter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJ13n0yRfHs/TcifnNOdNaI/AAAAAAAACLs/vehYnPCbyeM/s1600/IMG_0890.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJ13n0yRfHs/TcifnNOdNaI/AAAAAAAACLs/vehYnPCbyeM/s320/IMG_0890.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;First of all a HUGE HUGE shout out to my brother Nate! He graduated with his Bachelor's from Utah State University on Saturday and it was his birthday the same day! What a GREAT way to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qXQsEgDnDO0/TcifpVEjj7I/AAAAAAAACLw/xkalK_FEKFo/s1600/IMG_0887.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qXQsEgDnDO0/TcifpVEjj7I/AAAAAAAACLw/xkalK_FEKFo/s320/IMG_0887.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My Dad and Nate at Utah State&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oqHTplpigoM/TcifsiPEi7I/AAAAAAAACL0/PB-zQMGr76g/s1600/IMG_0885.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oqHTplpigoM/TcifsiPEi7I/AAAAAAAACL0/PB-zQMGr76g/s320/IMG_0885.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nate and his beautiful wife, Melinda. Way to go Grad!!! You work that Finance degree!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DnCfIcAEiyA/Tcifv-hi43I/AAAAAAAACL4/eDSiw9s6HZY/s1600/IMG_0880.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DnCfIcAEiyA/Tcifv-hi43I/AAAAAAAACL4/eDSiw9s6HZY/s320/IMG_0880.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is Nate waiting to walk on the platform to get his diploma... notice how fetchin tall he is! Love that kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PfnVPfuA6aw/Tcifz0xwZgI/AAAAAAAACL8/dsOar670O0Y/s1600/IMG_0877.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PfnVPfuA6aw/Tcifz0xwZgI/AAAAAAAACL8/dsOar670O0Y/s320/IMG_0877.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ok can we just talk a about my job for a minute? eBay is fabulous. I LOVE it. Just got a new position last week and loving every minute of it. Here is our night out with the SLC Bee's. eBay has a suite and I got to take my Dad and Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X2Or-otQZSQ/Tcif142QemI/AAAAAAAACMA/oX0zju9x4mU/s1600/IMG_0876.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X2Or-otQZSQ/Tcif142QemI/AAAAAAAACMA/oX0zju9x4mU/s320/IMG_0876.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My cute hubby and Dad... my darling husband... weight loss to date for Ryan= minus 35 pounds. You rock that hunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2ocstmsyvY/Tcif3ZBrj8I/AAAAAAAACME/A3BXfEI0I6s/s1600/IMG_0874.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2ocstmsyvY/Tcif3ZBrj8I/AAAAAAAACME/A3BXfEI0I6s/s320/IMG_0874.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My Dad and I at the Bee's game. LOVING the fresh spring air. My weight loss to date= minus 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TPdXrYgfdmU/Tcif5MbZTOI/AAAAAAAACMI/MdqvZkxQP7s/s1600/IMG_0873.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TPdXrYgfdmU/Tcif5MbZTOI/AAAAAAAACMI/MdqvZkxQP7s/s320/IMG_0873.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Loving my handsome husband and our current healthy lifestyle. &amp;nbsp;Couldn't ask for a better person to be my BIGGEST fan right now other than RYAN!!! P.S. Love this song Glitter in the air by PINK. Seriously. The lyrics are just what I needed. Have you ever looked fear in the face and said I just don't care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_845725241"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_845725242"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-6986413559642912952?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6986413559642912952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=6986413559642912952&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6986413559642912952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6986413559642912952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/fist-full-of-glitter.html' title='Fist Full Of Glitter.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJ13n0yRfHs/TcifnNOdNaI/AAAAAAAACLs/vehYnPCbyeM/s72-c/IMG_0890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-8607561782968860918</id><published>2011-05-03T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T21:56:26.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Voigts has been M.I.A...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3ZpnkGnJrQ/TcDcOirRRSI/AAAAAAAACLg/CoS_DpCjKko/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3ZpnkGnJrQ/TcDcOirRRSI/AAAAAAAACLg/CoS_DpCjKko/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Spending lots of time doing this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oElKROJAG4w/TcDcQqw_htI/AAAAAAAACLk/eenTcVoz3Yk/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oElKROJAG4w/TcDcQqw_htI/AAAAAAAACLk/eenTcVoz3Yk/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And SWEATING during an hour of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqWkPdywYQI/TcDcSXfFW3I/AAAAAAAACLo/uO-sDozGbJ4/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqWkPdywYQI/TcDcSXfFW3I/AAAAAAAACLo/uO-sDozGbJ4/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoping to get some SMOKIN RESULTS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-8607561782968860918?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8607561782968860918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=8607561782968860918&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/8607561782968860918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/8607561782968860918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/team-voigts-has-been-mia.html' title='Team Voigts has been M.I.A...'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3ZpnkGnJrQ/TcDcOirRRSI/AAAAAAAACLg/CoS_DpCjKko/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-7951298764807132188</id><published>2011-04-17T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T07:38:09.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Do LOUD! (Deals you can't pass up!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dRgwN1yN9rU/Tar54CpykxI/AAAAAAAACKg/jh17mPf9_tI/s1600/IMG_0785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dRgwN1yN9rU/Tar54CpykxI/AAAAAAAACKg/jh17mPf9_tI/s320/IMG_0785.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Seriously, there are just some deals out there that you can NEVER EVER pass up. Leopard Print Hat- Walmart- $5.00 (yup can you believe it? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lm02PgJR3jw/Tar56j8QfOI/AAAAAAAACKk/uO123zzARek/s1600/IMG_0791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lm02PgJR3jw/Tar56j8QfOI/AAAAAAAACKk/uO123zzARek/s320/IMG_0791.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;LOVE this picture of Ry and I during our engagement session, totally edited it and LOVE it even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkJ-MVDfAic/Tar58oo7GbI/AAAAAAAACKo/voFXaILONpg/s1600/IMG_0813.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkJ-MVDfAic/Tar58oo7GbI/AAAAAAAACKo/voFXaILONpg/s320/IMG_0813.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;New Headband from the Veranda for $25.00 (all thing beautiful in this place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DAIENxfn28Q/Tar5_NfxsDI/AAAAAAAACKs/5PCWPLPM2dQ/s1600/IMG_0822.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DAIENxfn28Q/Tar5_NfxsDI/AAAAAAAACKs/5PCWPLPM2dQ/s320/IMG_0822.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Awaiting to spend quality time with the Texas Fam Bam in May- LOVE them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nnRZAhvecro/Tar6CJ5vC5I/AAAAAAAACKw/Gj2s7BGvf2I/s1600/IMG_0824.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nnRZAhvecro/Tar6CJ5vC5I/AAAAAAAACKw/Gj2s7BGvf2I/s320/IMG_0824.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Finding this new bedding at Ross on a Saturday afternoon with Ryan, PRICELESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FnmGrskE7lQ/Tar6EgJNF8I/AAAAAAAACK0/bKzKfMX_lhI/s1600/IMG_0825.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FnmGrskE7lQ/Tar6EgJNF8I/AAAAAAAACK0/bKzKfMX_lhI/s320/IMG_0825.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Seeking out this marvelous pillows at Ross as well, who would have thought? I cannot seem to get enough of the ruffles one, which one do you like? I sure do LOVE sleeping on fresh new sheets and snuggling up with my main squeeze! (All bedding including sheets, comforter (Nautica), and all of the pillows = under 100.00 at ROSS. Woot Woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-7951298764807132188?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7951298764807132188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=7951298764807132188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7951298764807132188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7951298764807132188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-do-loud-deals-you-cant-pass-up.html' title='We Do LOUD! (Deals you can&apos;t pass up!)'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dRgwN1yN9rU/Tar54CpykxI/AAAAAAAACKg/jh17mPf9_tI/s72-c/IMG_0785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-7153338798271895383</id><published>2011-04-11T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T09:57:26.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When It All Amounts To Nothing In The End.</title><content type='html'>Embrace the day. That is a framed saying that I have sitting here on my computer desk. What does it mean to Embrace? Does it mean to grasp on to everything that you have or that you want to become? When I think of embracing, I think of HOPE. I think of what it means to see that either you have embraced something in your life and done it well or that you still have HOPE that something good is still out there in the world. One thing I do know for sure though is not to worry your life away, I mean why worry when you can embrace just one day at a time?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1959781425"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1959781426"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have learned that just one day makes all the difference. It truly does. Here is the definition of EMBRACE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hw" style="font-size: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;vb&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(mainly tr)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(also intr)&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(of a person) to take or clasp (another person) in the arms, or (of two people) to clasp each other, as in affection, greeting, etc.; hug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;to accept (an opportunity, challenge, etc.) willingly or eagerly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;to take up (a new idea, faith, etc.); adopt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;to comprise or include as an integral part&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;to encircle or enclose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I think that I like #2 the best. I think that it is very commendable when you, yourself accept opportunities and challenges but I LOVE to watch others do that too. The reason being is because each new challenge and opportunity comes with new avenues in life and new blessings. I think that I LOVE this for one reason: PEACE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Here a GREAT song that I LOVE:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_f-DzVEO7fU&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Happy Monday, Make sure to EMBRACE today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-7153338798271895383?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7153338798271895383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=7153338798271895383&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7153338798271895383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7153338798271895383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-it-all-amounts-to-nothing-in-end.html' title='When It All Amounts To Nothing In The End.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-8347839104787129688</id><published>2011-04-09T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T11:05:19.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends.</title><content type='html'>&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9PkRQb127E/TaCVRRTXh9I/AAAAAAAACJg/bYmECMsZwhc/s1600/37140_1652928558624_1099335510_31800363_5730013_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9PkRQb127E/TaCVRRTXh9I/AAAAAAAACJg/bYmECMsZwhc/s320/37140_1652928558624_1099335510_31800363_5730013_n.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/-49CEUsGrvdQ/TaCVUYgiCxI/AAAAAAAACJo/PgdCOWNlvvc/s1600/154299_1677486892567_1099335510_31843398_2943396_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-49CEUsGrvdQ/TaCVUYgiCxI/AAAAAAAACJo/PgdCOWNlvvc/s320/154299_1677486892567_1099335510_31843398_2943396_n.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/-PeoXpTKo2rQ/TaCVWc-hjUI/AAAAAAAACJs/_YXXKSDBlP4/s1600/182410_1839308938017_1099335510_32158718_8258981_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PeoXpTKo2rQ/TaCVWc-hjUI/AAAAAAAACJs/_YXXKSDBlP4/s320/182410_1839308938017_1099335510_32158718_8258981_n.jpg" width="262" /&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/-MPnXsK4vpKg/TaCVY9Vr2CI/AAAAAAAACJw/rwbxscoMyM0/s1600/184988_1827702847872_1099335510_32138152_5587061_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPnXsK4vpKg/TaCVY9Vr2CI/AAAAAAAACJw/rwbxscoMyM0/s320/184988_1827702847872_1099335510_32138152_5587061_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I LOVE my girlfriends. They are truly a motivation to me and I have had some of them around for more than 10 years. I am so grateful for each of them and what they bring to my life. They sure do spice things up! XOXOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-8347839104787129688?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8347839104787129688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=8347839104787129688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/8347839104787129688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/8347839104787129688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/friends.html' title='Friends.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9PkRQb127E/TaCVRRTXh9I/AAAAAAAACJg/bYmECMsZwhc/s72-c/37140_1652928558624_1099335510_31800363_5730013_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-9061115789994893346</id><published>2011-04-06T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T18:30:41.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Do Real.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dl6Oy4Wjry4/TZ0SexbTKHI/AAAAAAAACIo/ryBydNhhnBk/s1600/IMG_0748.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dl6Oy4Wjry4/TZ0SexbTKHI/AAAAAAAACIo/ryBydNhhnBk/s320/IMG_0748.jpg" width="239" /&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/--mcd7uQ34zQ/TZ0SgverydI/AAAAAAAACIs/mlAE1chKu_U/s1600/IMG_0746.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--mcd7uQ34zQ/TZ0SgverydI/AAAAAAAACIs/mlAE1chKu_U/s320/IMG_0746.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is Ry and I in Las Vegas last month and it was oh so fun. Right before we left we started to create our "lifestyle change"- by this I mean a turn for the better in Health and Physical state of mind. We literally threw out garbage bags of food, managed our new shot of healthy food and we have been at it for a month now. WOW. What a great blessing it has been to share this with the person you love. Not only that but to watch each other change for the better. If you wanna know how we are doing, feel free to ask. IT has been HARD but oh so WORTH IT.&lt;br /&gt;Here is my current motto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm on the second leg of a return trip home to being ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* In case you're wondering, YES the first leg has been completed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-9061115789994893346?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9061115789994893346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=9061115789994893346&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/9061115789994893346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/9061115789994893346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-do-real.html' title='We Do Real.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dl6Oy4Wjry4/TZ0SexbTKHI/AAAAAAAACIo/ryBydNhhnBk/s72-c/IMG_0748.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-8893408166244362331</id><published>2011-02-28T14:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T14:21:06.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday's Musings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Baskerville Old Face';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 20px;"&gt;"Do the things you used to talk about doing but never did. Know when to let go and when to hold on tight. Stop rushing. Don't be intimidated to say it like it is. Stop apologizing all the time. Learn to say no, so your yes has some oomph. Spend time with the friends who lift you up, and cut loose the ones who bring you down. Stop giving your power away. Be more concerned with being interested than being interesting. Be old enough to appreciate your freedom, and young enough to enjoy it. Finally know who you are."&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/1604230539165007303-8893408166244362331?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8893408166244362331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=8893408166244362331&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/8893408166244362331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/8893408166244362331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/mondays-musings.html' title='Monday&apos;s Musings.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-245578385621603925</id><published>2011-02-27T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T08:05:05.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Western Athletic Champs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-he2TOwYaek8/TWp1ntMUFXI/AAAAAAAACHc/5GgJjqbUuVU/s1600/IMG_0710.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-he2TOwYaek8/TWp1ntMUFXI/AAAAAAAACHc/5GgJjqbUuVU/s320/IMG_0710.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-wbJdrjp9cvE/TWp1ppKJH1I/AAAAAAAACHg/7ZBl9KWQMdc/s1600/IMG_0711.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-wbJdrjp9cvE/TWp1ppKJH1I/AAAAAAAACHg/7ZBl9KWQMdc/s320/IMG_0711.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kC4WaYwN340/TWp1rcI1sLI/AAAAAAAACHk/Rp2o2WHU6yg/s1600/IMG_0712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kC4WaYwN340/TWp1rcI1sLI/AAAAAAAACHk/Rp2o2WHU6yg/s320/IMG_0712.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="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Zhgeh2FnGz4/TWp1tDScJLI/AAAAAAAACHo/znzI1IG9Hbc/s1600/IMG_0713.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Zhgeh2FnGz4/TWp1tDScJLI/AAAAAAAACHo/znzI1IG9Hbc/s320/IMG_0713.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-jAg3oFrmv64/TWp1vivDPEI/AAAAAAAACHs/krqkASlHbRA/s1600/IMG_0716.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-jAg3oFrmv64/TWp1vivDPEI/AAAAAAAACHs/krqkASlHbRA/s320/IMG_0716.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-v5ikhbkNU8I/TWp1x4zcmUI/AAAAAAAACHw/ZE2GM8mR7oE/s1600/IMG_0717.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-v5ikhbkNU8I/TWp1x4zcmUI/AAAAAAAACHw/ZE2GM8mR7oE/s320/IMG_0717.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7EV-BxVdV_U/TWp12bhKkKI/AAAAAAAACH0/rJHrBMEOhD0/s1600/IMG_0721.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7EV-BxVdV_U/TWp12bhKkKI/AAAAAAAACH0/rJHrBMEOhD0/s320/IMG_0721.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7OJyMeDQxQ4/TWp137ua1dI/AAAAAAAACH4/qiyyCEQsZl0/s1600/IMG_0702.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7OJyMeDQxQ4/TWp137ua1dI/AAAAAAAACH4/qiyyCEQsZl0/s320/IMG_0702.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-J8X7A_eDhjk/TWp167jarEI/AAAAAAAACH8/qhqTxYcoV5I/s1600/IMG_0703.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-J8X7A_eDhjk/TWp167jarEI/AAAAAAAACH8/qhqTxYcoV5I/s320/IMG_0703.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cWwHRsBVBAs/TWp18snWg5I/AAAAAAAACIA/jHFcqmQHKMc/s1600/IMG_0704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cWwHRsBVBAs/TWp18snWg5I/AAAAAAAACIA/jHFcqmQHKMc/s320/IMG_0704.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Aggies are 4-peat champs for the WAC. Congrats to the Seniors and also my brother Nate. I LOVE you. What a GREAT night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-245578385621603925?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/245578385621603925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=245578385621603925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/245578385621603925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/245578385621603925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/western-athletic-champs.html' title='Western Athletic Champs.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-he2TOwYaek8/TWp1ntMUFXI/AAAAAAAACHc/5GgJjqbUuVU/s72-c/IMG_0710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-7141422224831625861</id><published>2011-02-23T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T19:02:14.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Soft Place To Land.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-muiVsCtsTQI/TWXJZliowSI/AAAAAAAACG4/Vbgdwnqy9UM/s1600/100_0561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-muiVsCtsTQI/TWXJZliowSI/AAAAAAAACG4/Vbgdwnqy9UM/s320/100_0561.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/-A0cw0lfh8Dk/TWXJf7s5ypI/AAAAAAAACG8/d7filwAK_gA/s1600/100_1656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A0cw0lfh8Dk/TWXJf7s5ypI/AAAAAAAACG8/d7filwAK_gA/s320/100_1656.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/-yskSL4lSlx4/TWXJkDkohFI/AAAAAAAACHA/MYoKFVXXqlc/s1600/100_1024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yskSL4lSlx4/TWXJkDkohFI/AAAAAAAACHA/MYoKFVXXqlc/s320/100_1024.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/-8dDf1GQGF7Y/TWXJqv2_7pI/AAAAAAAACHE/_po7mqwqXwU/s1600/100_1124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dDf1GQGF7Y/TWXJqv2_7pI/AAAAAAAACHE/_po7mqwqXwU/s320/100_1124.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/-3cDX3rN8SC4/TWXJyb0mw1I/AAAAAAAACHI/1KI62o6V0qQ/s1600/100_1620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3cDX3rN8SC4/TWXJyb0mw1I/AAAAAAAACHI/1KI62o6V0qQ/s320/100_1620.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/-QGraJF-w5-g/TWXJ8220fcI/AAAAAAAACHM/EI4iQfjWAOg/s1600/100_2475.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QGraJF-w5-g/TWXJ8220fcI/AAAAAAAACHM/EI4iQfjWAOg/s320/100_2475.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/-uNCu3z0Yz_0/TWXKG7q0naI/AAAAAAAACHQ/qJrNA4fRO20/s1600/100_2455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uNCu3z0Yz_0/TWXKG7q0naI/AAAAAAAACHQ/qJrNA4fRO20/s320/100_2455.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My heart. Two words. One thing that beats. One thing that cannot stop desire, passion, and motivation. Right? Do you agree? I sure do. My heart can hurt, it can ache, and it can certainly break, but one thing I do know for certain is that I always follow my heart. See we have a mutual trust like that. I came across this AMAZING quote from Oprah (yup she is my favorite woman around) ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRONG AT HEART&lt;br /&gt;"According to surveys, the biggest obstacle women face in keeping their resolutions is the feeling that they have to help their families before addressing their own needs. If that's the case, then follow your heart. This precious organ always feeds itself first, pumping blood into the coronary arteries (even before the brain) to strengthen it's own muscle and ensure that it will be able to take care of the rest of the body. You may want to do the same- KEEP THE HEALER HEALTHY so you can continue your important work of helping others. Looking at it that way, taking care of your own health is the most UNSELFISH thing you can do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup I have had this taped to my fridge for almost 2 years. Hello. I don't have children yet but I can only imagine what it is like to not only take care of you and your husband but a child. I LOVE the line in that quote about keeping the healer healthy. What a novel thought. Seriously. Oprah has got it goin on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that I have been thinking about lately is standing a little taller but in the same breath finding a soft place to land. Really finding that one place for my heart. Wondering if that includes like faith, hope, and Love? I bet it does. Finding a soft place where I can breath FRESH air and walk in the clouds of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been preparing my talk for church this next Sunday and one thing I came across was my Homecoming talk from my mission. Holy Moly. That was a work of art. Seriously. I worked so hard on that talk. It was on Gratitude. Let me tell you it was defined. I SHOUTED Missionary. Literally. I LOVE it. I miss that part of my life. I miss waking up to a sunrise in Texas with the smell of cattle, BBQ, bluebell ice cream, PASSIONATE footballers, and most of all the PEOPLE... TEXAS. They're amazing. I'd like to think of myself as one of them. I mean, I did live amongst the THOUSANDS of them not to mention those BLASTED ROACHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in life do you realize our tears say all they need to say? Have you ever had a cry? I sure have and I am grateful. It almost feels like the end where I get to begin again. And I LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my HEART. We just make things happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-7141422224831625861?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7141422224831625861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=7141422224831625861&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7141422224831625861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/7141422224831625861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/soft-place-to-land.html' title='A Soft Place To Land.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-muiVsCtsTQI/TWXJZliowSI/AAAAAAAACG4/Vbgdwnqy9UM/s72-c/100_0561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-6330285359121289843</id><published>2011-02-20T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T08:04:29.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something about my Heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jVOesHjCGxs/TWE7czUhrqI/AAAAAAAACFw/9tb0F7zGVn4/s1600/DSC01677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jVOesHjCGxs/TWE7czUhrqI/AAAAAAAACFw/9tb0F7zGVn4/s320/DSC01677.JPG" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Once you get over the fear, then it's a cinch," she said. And then she leaped into a mountainous and unexplored region of her heart. It is HERE where she must begin to tell her story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life to me hasn't always been the field of roses or daises like I always hoped it would be. But then again there has been lots of tumbleweed. (we'll use that for an analogy)- I have to honestly say that those roses or daises for me have had to be sought and looked for. Aimlessly inside hoping that they might just grow on their own without cultivating. Then I realized that on my day of marriage (almost 3 years ago) that something I needed to do was to seek out the beauty in the life I had been given, and stop hoping that these flowers would grow on their own. And with that there is always time to learn, grow, and experience. But to be quite honest with you LIFE is what it is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something to be had about a small kind smile that a stranger often passes us with. Something about a child running free while dancing to their favorite song. Something about a struggling person fighting to live through cancer. Something about finding the beauty tucked deep down inside of yourself and then knowing that you still have a chance to express it. Life is beautiful. You have to be generous to yourself. Boldness. Not always shouting out to the world HERE I AM. But it's more than that. It's about discovering who you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a shirt the other day that said "Piece to Peace." Like, your life was in pieces and now it is in PEACE. That was the first thing that crossed my mind. Literally a statement... Aren't there ever days you just feel like throwing your hands in the air and just letting go? Then all it takes is the divine beauty of the word LIFE and PEACE. For all of my blessings, I truly give THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;MY HEART.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-6330285359121289843?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6330285359121289843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=6330285359121289843&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6330285359121289843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/6330285359121289843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/something-about-my-heart.html' title='Something about my Heart.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jVOesHjCGxs/TWE7czUhrqI/AAAAAAAACFw/9tb0F7zGVn4/s72-c/DSC01677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-4023918098337680992</id><published>2011-01-09T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T08:46:55.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{PEACE} Is...</title><content type='html'>Knowing that you married the right person&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you are blessed with 8 Sunbeams who brighten your Sunday EVERY week&lt;br /&gt;Living ONE day at a time&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating the thought of starting a family&lt;br /&gt;Being blessed with a BEAUTIFUL place to live&lt;br /&gt;FABULOUS jobs that help us along the way&lt;br /&gt;An Aggie Basketball game, just to watch Nate Bendall&lt;br /&gt;Setting goals to save more money to have a home&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you survived just the one thing you thought you could not do&lt;br /&gt;Traveling to Mexico with the Voigts Family&lt;br /&gt;Having 2 GREAT Sister In Laws that bless your life&lt;br /&gt;Having BEST FRIENDS that were once Mission Comps- GREATEST GIRLS EVER&lt;br /&gt;Having stayed in touch with friends from Dixie State College&lt;br /&gt;Visiting Santa for Brunch at the Little America&lt;br /&gt;Watching our nephew grow up&lt;br /&gt;Living with the Gospel in our home&lt;br /&gt;Having known that the BEST days of my life were in the service of my Heavenly Father in Ft. Worth Texas on a bike&lt;br /&gt;Having a BROTHER like Nate Bendall for one of your BEST guy friends&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I have lived 27 years and can honestly say that Life is Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnkL7WtqCI/AAAAAAAACE8/ddBikYOPxmg/s1600/IMG_0596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnkL7WtqCI/AAAAAAAACE8/ddBikYOPxmg/s320/IMG_0596.JPG" width="239" /&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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnkOK_B6aI/AAAAAAAACFA/DXFhsXitaaA/s1600/IMG_0600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnkOK_B6aI/AAAAAAAACFA/DXFhsXitaaA/s320/IMG_0600.JPG" width="140" /&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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnkSUUzJ4I/AAAAAAAACFE/MuplA_49Vq0/s1600/IMG_0594.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnkSUUzJ4I/AAAAAAAACFE/MuplA_49Vq0/s320/IMG_0594.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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnkbeIVPSI/AAAAAAAACFI/1NZ3k2YcOwU/s1600/DSC01597.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnkbeIVPSI/AAAAAAAACFI/1NZ3k2YcOwU/s320/DSC01597.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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnkgGmjddI/AAAAAAAACFM/nAwPy0QMVoQ/s1600/IMG_0499.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnkgGmjddI/AAAAAAAACFM/nAwPy0QMVoQ/s320/IMG_0499.JPG" width="254" /&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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnkpurPRgI/AAAAAAAACFQ/TbEORcEUznQ/s1600/IMG_0395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnkpurPRgI/AAAAAAAACFQ/TbEORcEUznQ/s320/IMG_0395.JPG" width="239" /&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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnk27yUwCI/AAAAAAAACFU/bfGCM95OfEs/s1600/100_0582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnk27yUwCI/AAAAAAAACFU/bfGCM95OfEs/s320/100_0582.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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnk8eiavUI/AAAAAAAACFY/8_lGBHUeyII/s1600/100_2902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnk8eiavUI/AAAAAAAACFY/8_lGBHUeyII/s320/100_2902.JPG" width="240" /&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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnlBkBT5wI/AAAAAAAACFc/6_hxb8gkIxk/s1600/100_0836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnlBkBT5wI/AAAAAAAACFc/6_hxb8gkIxk/s320/100_0836.JPG" width="240" /&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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnlQZ3Hm9I/AAAAAAAACFg/UqU6W4vk_N0/s1600/100_2665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnlQZ3Hm9I/AAAAAAAACFg/UqU6W4vk_N0/s320/100_2665.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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnlcqj8t4I/AAAAAAAACFk/OMb12zwNdro/s1600/DSC01475.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnlcqj8t4I/AAAAAAAACFk/OMb12zwNdro/s320/DSC01475.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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnleD8xh-I/AAAAAAAACFo/YsnAeLCMOSI/s1600/35776_557505384604_202305388_32399907_6029608_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnleD8xh-I/AAAAAAAACFo/YsnAeLCMOSI/s320/35776_557505384604_202305388_32399907_6029608_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-4023918098337680992?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4023918098337680992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=4023918098337680992&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/4023918098337680992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/4023918098337680992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/peace-is.html' title='{PEACE} Is...'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TSnkL7WtqCI/AAAAAAAACE8/ddBikYOPxmg/s72-c/IMG_0596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604230539165007303.post-2362916319346377968</id><published>2010-12-14T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T20:11:54.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Living Is For.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TQg-f_ZhZZI/AAAAAAAACEc/pPPEzL0FXdQ/s1600/IMG_0580.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TQg-f_ZhZZI/AAAAAAAACEc/pPPEzL0FXdQ/s320/IMG_0580.JPG" width="238" /&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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TQg-jweVaNI/AAAAAAAACEg/M0mhNstXAS8/s1600/IMG_0581.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TQg-jweVaNI/AAAAAAAACEg/M0mhNstXAS8/s320/IMG_0581.JPG" width="238" /&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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TQg-m2KVp-I/AAAAAAAACEk/5t_RCzGewtk/s1600/IMG_0584.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TQg-m2KVp-I/AAAAAAAACEk/5t_RCzGewtk/s320/IMG_0584.JPG" width="238" /&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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TQg-pEbcMEI/AAAAAAAACEo/rTNUxl29tlE/s1600/IMG_0585.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TQg-pEbcMEI/AAAAAAAACEo/rTNUxl29tlE/s320/IMG_0585.JPG" width="238" /&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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TQg-rxXQNSI/AAAAAAAACEs/YctN7cpOYdM/s1600/IMG_0587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TQg-rxXQNSI/AAAAAAAACEs/YctN7cpOYdM/s320/IMG_0587.JPG" width="238" /&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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TQg-wMqp1wI/AAAAAAAACEw/LwIZjYhHdGw/s1600/IMG_0590.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TQg-wMqp1wI/AAAAAAAACEw/LwIZjYhHdGw/s320/IMG_0590.JPG" width="238" /&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/_to0-GgTt0R4/TQg-1uvU_BI/AAAAAAAACE0/NXj0iv0mLlg/s1600/DSC01629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TQg-1uvU_BI/AAAAAAAACE0/NXj0iv0mLlg/s320/DSC01629.JPG" width="281" /&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: center;"&gt;Ok so I know that we were gone for a while, but we are back. I decided that maybe we didn't need a blog but then I remembered how important it is to keep up with current happenings right? I'm joking... I think somewhere along the way you realize what life means. And then you want to share it with everyone you meet. I had one of the SCARIEST experiences last week. I was hit by a semi truck and thrown into a 30 ft. revene off of I-15 by the point of the mountain. Yup I am alive. If you keep reading you know that I am a double SS. Semi Survivor. I dubs myself that name after the accident. So, why am I writing this? Well, remember how important life is? Well I am here to tell you that it is. VALUE YOURSELF. I have learned so so much about myself and why not share it? The Honda is 59% damaged, poor thing but it survived too. Hands down to all of the firefighters, EMT's, and Police officers who eased my burden that day. I believe in our Heavenly Father more than you could ever imagine. I am alive and well and life is oh so good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1604230539165007303-2362916319346377968?l=voigtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2362916319346377968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1604230539165007303&amp;postID=2362916319346377968&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2362916319346377968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604230539165007303/posts/default/2362916319346377968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voigtsfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-living-is-for.html' title='What Living Is For.'/><author><name>Texas Boy + SLC Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09027670636489917219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUWJ-kQqjd4/TqnDZef-q7I/AAAAAAAACbw/Jpnp0cdCskM/s220/DSC_7857-661x1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_to0-GgTt0R4/TQg-f_ZhZZI/AAAAAAAACEc/pPPEzL0FXdQ/s72-c/IMG_0580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
