<?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-6814288804324602518</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:02:57.297-07:00</updated><category term='Scarlet'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Life in Cheyenne'/><category term='Road Trips'/><category term='Home Away From Home'/><category term='Only in Wyoming'/><category term='Art and Crafts'/><category term='The Great Outdoors'/><title type='text'>Whining in Wyoming</title><subtitle type='html'>Where the deer and the Jessica play</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-199000832355361980</id><published>2009-03-24T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T17:28:36.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Away From Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Valentine's Day--Part 2</title><content type='html'>As it flurried we began our drive back to WY.  But we weren't on  I25 long when we noted a sign.  It said that the highway was closed due to weather at the last exit in Colorado.  Oh no!  What to do?  Well it was Valentine's Day after all, so what better way to enjoy the evening than with a hotel room and an evening in....LOVEland, Colorado!  We enjoyed an evening of strolling through the shops they had there, then back to the room for a yummy junk food dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/Scl3PIQEzPI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/gP0ciL8MADw/s1600-h/IMG_1492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/Scl3PIQEzPI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/gP0ciL8MADw/s320/IMG_1492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316911936884231410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The TV in the bedroom of our suite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/Scl3NIo8ZzI/AAAAAAAAAUI/xQTys4mRjuM/s1600-h/IMG_1491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/Scl3NIo8ZzI/AAAAAAAAAUI/xQTys4mRjuM/s320/IMG_1491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316911902628800306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our bed, sorry, we had already slept in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/Scl3MnMu5YI/AAAAAAAAAUA/lBrff1JyjF8/s1600-h/IMG_1490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/Scl3MnMu5YI/AAAAAAAAAUA/lBrff1JyjF8/s320/IMG_1490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316911893652104578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The TV in the living room of our suite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/Scl3LydALFI/AAAAAAAAAT4/WI8t2I5JTlI/s1600-h/IMG_1489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/Scl3LydALFI/AAAAAAAAAT4/WI8t2I5JTlI/s320/IMG_1489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316911879493266514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rest of our living room! Note the bags that held our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the next morning, the weather had cleared and we made it back safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6814288804324602518-199000832355361980?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/199000832355361980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=199000832355361980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/199000832355361980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/199000832355361980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2009/03/valentines-day-part-2.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day--Part 2'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/Scl3PIQEzPI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/gP0ciL8MADw/s72-c/IMG_1492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-7049466557561574504</id><published>2009-03-24T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T17:29:08.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Away From Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>"Valentine's Day" or "Romantic Getaway Caused by Snow" - by Guest Writer Kevin</title><content type='html'>It was Valentine's Day, you can tell by the blue I have on.  It was also the day before Christie's birthday and so her present from her fiance Steve was a little skydiving fun.  We all went to an indoor skydiving place in Denver.  After a video and a little training we suited up to fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SclvN3nhvPI/AAAAAAAAATA/8KOZk2eAGhY/s1600-h/IMG_1451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SclvN3nhvPI/AAAAAAAAATA/8KOZk2eAGhY/s320/IMG_1451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316903119146302706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am sporting my blue flying suit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SclvOBUgGsI/AAAAAAAAATQ/TVU1_J3b3os/s1600-h/IMG_1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SclvOBUgGsI/AAAAAAAAATQ/TVU1_J3b3os/s320/IMG_1455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316903121750858434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steve, Christie and myself in full gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SclvOEXTJwI/AAAAAAAAATI/QHubdltdtR4/s1600-h/IMG_1452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SclvOEXTJwI/AAAAAAAAATI/QHubdltdtR4/s320/IMG_1452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316903122567898882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steve and Christie getting suited up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After our class had been fully trained and set, we flew in a 120 MPH wind tunnel.  Or in my case fell up, rather than flew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SclvO9nS69I/AAAAAAAAATg/nohrUMIYDUQ/s1600-h/IMG_1459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SclvO9nS69I/AAAAAAAAATg/nohrUMIYDUQ/s320/IMG_1459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316903137935813586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christie flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/Scl1DLKBj5I/AAAAAAAAATw/MMITXn55w98/s1600-h/IMG_1467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/Scl1DLKBj5I/AAAAAAAAATw/MMITXn55w98/s320/IMG_1467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316909532482473874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steve flying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SclvOZZU2II/AAAAAAAAATY/EzoapliGLZY/s1600-h/IMG_1457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SclvOZZU2II/AAAAAAAAATY/EzoapliGLZY/s320/IMG_1457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316903128213543042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me flying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SclzSnolaAI/AAAAAAAAATo/qobuSAcpJFY/s1600-h/IMG_1470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SclzSnolaAI/AAAAAAAAATo/qobuSAcpJFY/s320/IMG_1470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316907598801627138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More of me flying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After a morning of flying and a nice lunch we enjoyed a nice afternoon walking around a mall that actually had more than 1 floor for a change.  As we enjoyed the day shopping, however, it had started snowing a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6814288804324602518-7049466557561574504?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/7049466557561574504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=7049466557561574504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/7049466557561574504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/7049466557561574504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2009/03/valentines-day-or-romantic-getaway.html' title='&quot;Valentine&apos;s Day&quot; or &quot;Romantic Getaway Caused by Snow&quot; - by Guest Writer Kevin'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SclvN3nhvPI/AAAAAAAAATA/8KOZk2eAGhY/s72-c/IMG_1451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-3949211584842299826</id><published>2009-02-17T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:48:00.615-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Away From Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in Cheyenne'/><title type='text'>New Home Away From Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjI4sFHjOI/AAAAAAAAASo/dFcIRjjwPxY/s1600-h/IMG_1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjI4sFHjOI/AAAAAAAAASo/dFcIRjjwPxY/s320/IMG_1422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303209437459614946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after getting back from Christmas break, Kevin and I found a much more suitable home away from home.  Here's the view from the front door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the guest room at the front of the house (first door on the left in the picture above).  Scarlett thinks its her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjI4sFHjOI/AAAAAAAAASo/dFcIRjjwPxY/s1600-h/IMG_1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjI4VqXWGI/AAAAAAAAASg/R2lAgiX19aw/s1600-h/IMG_1423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjI4VqXWGI/AAAAAAAAASg/R2lAgiX19aw/s320/IMG_1423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303209431441823842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the hall bath.  It attaches to the guest room also, which is a nice feature.  And the newspaper ad wallpaper provides reading material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjIaFfzMZI/AAAAAAAAASQ/FQR0l3vBQuQ/s1600-h/IMG_1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjIaFfzMZI/AAAAAAAAASQ/FQR0l3vBQuQ/s320/IMG_1424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303208911706468754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a view of the living room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjIaJzzdDI/AAAAAAAAASI/f44C6BR7mYU/s1600-h/IMG_1425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjIaJzzdDI/AAAAAAAAASI/f44C6BR7mYU/s320/IMG_1425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303208912864113714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The living room stays nice and bright thanks to the skylights (and will probably keep it rather warm in the summer).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjI4d03i8I/AAAAAAAAASY/8_fWsy24i2E/s1600-h/IMG_1426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjI4d03i8I/AAAAAAAAASY/8_fWsy24i2E/s320/IMG_1426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303209433633360834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the dining area and kitchen.  Please note the fancy schmancy counter top grill unit.  Oh and the mirror above the sink.  I can't go into the kitchen without seeing myself - that's probably a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjIZx7_euI/AAAAAAAAASA/-V8WrnLxBpI/s1600-h/IMG_1427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjIZx7_euI/AAAAAAAAASA/-V8WrnLxBpI/s320/IMG_1427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303208906456005346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bedroom - also on the main level.  Yes, its very lavender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjIZzyqHqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/dkTDa1mTLq4/s1600-h/IMG_1429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjIZzyqHqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/dkTDa1mTLq4/s320/IMG_1429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303208906953727650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The master bathroom.  With a real shower and everything - oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjIZ9NDzNI/AAAAAAAAARw/HTfoPKzqzPk/s1600-h/IMG_1430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjIZ9NDzNI/AAAAAAAAARw/HTfoPKzqzPk/s320/IMG_1430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303208909480381650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new place also has a laundry room that comes complete with a house boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjHq-mbwjI/AAAAAAAAARo/yTwyt1udLPQ/s1600-h/IMG_1433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjHq-mbwjI/AAAAAAAAARo/yTwyt1udLPQ/s320/IMG_1433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303208102401393202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a basement bedroom.  We're using it as the office/craft room.  And its been fully unpacked now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjHq2eh0FI/AAAAAAAAARg/KZZOMtWOlto/s1600-h/IMG_1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjHq2eh0FI/AAAAAAAAARg/KZZOMtWOlto/s320/IMG_1435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303208100220751954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Kevin's new (to us) bar.  We don't have a mancave in this house, instead Kevin got a media room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjHqtMEEOI/AAAAAAAAARY/8qD7QbIUaQs/s1600-h/IMG_1436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjHqtMEEOI/AAAAAAAAARY/8qD7QbIUaQs/s320/IMG_1436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303208097727385826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjHql5I8PI/AAAAAAAAARQ/907aNg1PKJA/s1600-h/IMG_1437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjHql5I8PI/AAAAAAAAARQ/907aNg1PKJA/s320/IMG_1437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303208095768965362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our nifty sectional.  It has two recliners and a hide-a-bed.   Plus its comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjHqUN9ytI/AAAAAAAAARI/RcDoywnhIhA/s1600-h/IMG_1438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjHqUN9ytI/AAAAAAAAARI/RcDoywnhIhA/s320/IMG_1438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303208091024476882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the basement bathroom.  The wallpaper isn't nearly so entertaining in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjG1I-UVyI/AAAAAAAAAQo/0EcicfJkFeU/s1600-h/IMG_1439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjG1I-UVyI/AAAAAAAAAQo/0EcicfJkFeU/s320/IMG_1439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303207177472988962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But Scarlett likes to use the sink has her hot tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjG0wyMn-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/0rWboJYDGc0/s1600-h/IMG_1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjG0wyMn-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/0rWboJYDGc0/s320/IMG_1420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303207170979700706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, there's a store room in the basement as well.  It could easily be made into another bedroom, but we're glad its storage - we needed the space for throwing stuff.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjG1Zz6-VI/AAAAAAAAAQw/weSsk9gMa70/s1600-h/IMG_1440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjG1Zz6-VI/AAAAAAAAAQw/weSsk9gMa70/s320/IMG_1440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303207181992786258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Cheesehead Cat!  Brett Favre would be proud.  Or he would have been last year, anyway.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjG1f6nYKI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/YWUUMYk8k9U/s1600-h/IMG_1442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjG1f6nYKI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/YWUUMYk8k9U/s320/IMG_1442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303207183631474850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Scarlett and Col Turtle are having an illicit affair.  We're saving this photo so she can blackmail him later.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjG1r9Q5uI/AAAAAAAAARA/4oyMnPgQ5N4/s1600-h/IMG_1443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjG1r9Q5uI/AAAAAAAAARA/4oyMnPgQ5N4/s320/IMG_1443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303207186863810274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6814288804324602518-3949211584842299826?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/3949211584842299826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=3949211584842299826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/3949211584842299826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/3949211584842299826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-home-away-from-home.html' title='New Home Away From Home'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZjI4sFHjOI/AAAAAAAAASo/dFcIRjjwPxY/s72-c/IMG_1422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-4627058739277768267</id><published>2009-02-15T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:07:46.977-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Is it Too Late to Late to Tell You About Christmas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi6KKFf5YI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DZKEDHuxrA4/s1600-h/IMG_1396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi6KKFf5YI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DZKEDHuxrA4/s320/IMG_1396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303193244897633666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We've been a bit neglectful of the blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the house in Maryland all trussed up for Christmas...please note my obsessive need to match my wrapping paper to my decorations.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame the woman in the corner here (artfully arranging the presents)...also please note that sadly, this was a year that we "cut back" - but the family is large&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi6KHwI_KI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IqCv5a2po1c/s1600-h/IMG_1399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi6KHwI_KI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IqCv5a2po1c/s320/IMG_1399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303193244271180962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Dad getting ready to open his Victoria's Secret box.  He was a bit nervous - afraid that we got him the wrong size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi6JznGigI/AAAAAAAAAQI/4POmSozEbOE/s1600-h/IMG_1401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi6JznGigI/AAAAAAAAAQI/4POmSozEbOE/s320/IMG_1401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303193238864562690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what was inside - its a sign for the cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi6JnNCG4I/AAAAAAAAAQA/lpoIIlBNmAE/s1600-h/IMG_1390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi6JnNCG4I/AAAAAAAAAQA/lpoIIlBNmAE/s320/IMG_1390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303193235533994882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a few more gifts we gave - I made this pin for Mom (and another for Grandma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi5iQU4aOI/AAAAAAAAAP4/skdUYUrkYR0/s1600-h/IMG_1382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi5iQU4aOI/AAAAAAAAAP4/skdUYUrkYR0/s320/IMG_1382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303192559378000098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this pin for Maryann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi5h6CbsKI/AAAAAAAAAPw/WavVBFENBzY/s1600-h/IMG_1378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi5h6CbsKI/AAAAAAAAAPw/WavVBFENBzY/s320/IMG_1378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303192553395040418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Miss Scarlett, basking in the Christmas glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi5htkBxBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/xmOfam1Jmmk/s1600-h/IMG_1402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi5htkBxBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/xmOfam1Jmmk/s320/IMG_1402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303192550046286866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Kevin and my parents got me Christmas china!  Here's the table all prettied up for Christmas supper.  I made roast hoo-beast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi5hn0vWmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/I9T5GSA0SVs/s1600-h/IMG_1403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi5hn0vWmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/I9T5GSA0SVs/s320/IMG_1403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303192548505770594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close up a place setting (from the set Mom and Dad gave me) along with a bit of wedding china and crystal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi5hZXL1LI/AAAAAAAAAPY/b1544Rxy-Dw/s1600-h/IMG_1404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi5hZXL1LI/AAAAAAAAAPY/b1544Rxy-Dw/s320/IMG_1404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303192544623711410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're very fancy, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6814288804324602518-4627058739277768267?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/4627058739277768267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=4627058739277768267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/4627058739277768267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/4627058739277768267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-it-too-late-to-late-to-tell-you.html' title='Is it Too Late to Late to Tell You About Christmas?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SZi6KKFf5YI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DZKEDHuxrA4/s72-c/IMG_1396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-3260899403742076708</id><published>2008-12-17T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:45:01.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Away From Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarlet'/><title type='text'>Kitty's First Bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a small snafu with our antique kerosene heater, to the effect of black smoke billowing, sleeping with windows opened and discussions about leaving notes in case we didn't survive the night.  You know, no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning everything was fine, except that Scarlet was all sooty.&lt;br /&gt;So we decided it was bath time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that sad little grey paw.  Ignore the look of terror on Scarlet's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2kRxFUiEI/AAAAAAAAAPM/s_RWIbBjgJU/s1600-h/IMG_1369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2kRxFUiEI/AAAAAAAAAPM/s_RWIbBjgJU/s320/IMG_1369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277554963488475202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I need to learn how to rotate pictures on this thing.  Anyway, here she is in the tub.  Scarlet's always liked water, so at first she thought it was neat.  Then Kevin got her with the shower head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2kRql3BkI/AAAAAAAAAPE/RLvpMNoLEnk/s1600-h/IMG_1370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2kRql3BkI/AAAAAAAAAPE/RLvpMNoLEnk/s320/IMG_1370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277554961745905218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that, I had to put the camera down and help scrub and prevent the escape of a soapy kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is post bath.  Look at her sad little rat tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2kRb5HY2I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Y7bgQGrYKv4/s1600-h/IMG_1371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2kRb5HY2I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Y7bgQGrYKv4/s320/IMG_1371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277554957800137570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here she is starting to plot her revenge.  Good thing she doesn't know I'm posting this on the InterWebz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2kRBjQHPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/zmpoJ8T8UMY/s1600-h/IMG_1374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2kRBjQHPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/zmpoJ8T8UMY/s320/IMG_1374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277554950729112818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6814288804324602518-3260899403742076708?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/3260899403742076708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=3260899403742076708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/3260899403742076708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/3260899403742076708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2008/12/kittys-first-bath.html' title='Kitty&apos;s First Bath'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2kRxFUiEI/AAAAAAAAAPM/s_RWIbBjgJU/s72-c/IMG_1369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-934043780151345643</id><published>2008-12-14T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T18:17:01.301-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art and Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Away From Home'/><title type='text'>Lookit What We Did</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kevin and I have been rental home improving lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 weeks of taking "bowers", Kevin got handy and hung our shower head.  Yea for normal showers!  We also added a ducky shower curtain.  It makes the bathroom a little less sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2hxHA5SDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/54nI_8brZYw/s1600-h/IMG_1391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2hxHA5SDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/54nI_8brZYw/s320/IMG_1391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277552203416553522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also left our Christmas wreaths in Maryland, so I made one.  Its was a nice little project to keep me busy while Kevin was still at work.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2hyFTrKeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/IjMBzgXbLNA/s1600-h/IMG_1364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2hyFTrKeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/IjMBzgXbLNA/s320/IMG_1364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277552220138318306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to be honest, I'm pretty pleased with how it turned out.  Its hard to tell, but there's some  glitter on the edges of the poinsettia petals and it sparkles nicely on our front door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2iyae2hGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YyRsqPw6NPc/s1600-h/IMG_1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2iyae2hGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YyRsqPw6NPc/s320/IMG_1361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277553325333972066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6814288804324602518-934043780151345643?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/934043780151345643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=934043780151345643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/934043780151345643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/934043780151345643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2008/12/lookit-what-we-did.html' title='Lookit What We Did'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2hxHA5SDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/54nI_8brZYw/s72-c/IMG_1391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-466744059112648058</id><published>2008-12-10T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:24:01.052-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Great Outdoors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Away From Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in Cheyenne'/><title type='text'>Kitty's First Snow Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got a pretty good snow fall last week.  About 8 inches.  So it seemed like the perfect time to let Scarlet check out the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2ffENxqbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/YDjJBoQBcuU/s1600-h/IMG_1368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2ffENxqbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/YDjJBoQBcuU/s320/IMG_1368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277549694404372914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Scarlet put on her warmest scarf. And out we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2febSmkAI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KGety77rEck/s1600-h/IMG_1366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2febSmkAI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KGety77rEck/s320/IMG_1366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277549683418763266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sadly, Scarlet doesn't own a pair of boots.  And she was not so pleased with the cold, wet feeling of snow on her paws. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2feDdwk_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/L5jANRHmrxk/s1600-h/IMG_1367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2feDdwk_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/L5jANRHmrxk/s320/IMG_1367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277549677023106034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Santa will bring her a pair for Christmas so that she can build a snowman next time it snows.&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/6814288804324602518-466744059112648058?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/466744059112648058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=466744059112648058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/466744059112648058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/466744059112648058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2008/12/kittys-first-snow-fall.html' title='Kitty&apos;s First Snow Fall'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/ST2ffENxqbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/YDjJBoQBcuU/s72-c/IMG_1368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-6481076506063144403</id><published>2008-12-07T19:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:13:11.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Only in Wyoming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in Cheyenne'/><title type='text'>The Cheyenne Christmas Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Saturday after Thanksgiving, Kevin and I walked down town for the Cheyenne Christmas Parade.  It should be noted that this was clearly a Christmas parade, not a holiday parade, not a winter parade - a Christmas parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also had put up the Christmas lights on the street lamps.  Every other pole was a North star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STyb7Qtc7DI/AAAAAAAAAN8/aCCHyHoKGqg/s1600-h/IMG_1278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STyb7Qtc7DI/AAAAAAAAAN8/aCCHyHoKGqg/s320/IMG_1278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277264305771572274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Cheyenne's mayor opening the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STybqK8qDpI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mBCZfTVwVk4/s1600-h/IMG_1281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STybqK8qDpI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mBCZfTVwVk4/s320/IMG_1281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277264012166958738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An all light covered wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STybpo59y1I/AAAAAAAAANs/ors2fRO34HQ/s1600-h/IMG_1287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STybpo59y1I/AAAAAAAAANs/ors2fRO34HQ/s320/IMG_1287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277264003028863826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This nice Native American stopped to pose for our camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STybpZ51aQI/AAAAAAAAANk/U3w2czR5_BQ/s1600-h/IMG_1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STybpZ51aQI/AAAAAAAAANk/U3w2czR5_BQ/s320/IMG_1304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277263999001782530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what float this tractor was pulling, but the tractor was very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STybpC5MYCI/AAAAAAAAANc/wyDJ21xwnXY/s1600-h/IMG_1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STybpC5MYCI/AAAAAAAAANc/wyDJ21xwnXY/s320/IMG_1311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277263992825077794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cheyenne Ballooning Club had a float.  That poor street light thought it was daylight and went out for about 15 min after they went by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STyX5jsHBcI/AAAAAAAAANM/GAhiBKGoT_I/s1600-h/IMG_1317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STyX5jsHBcI/AAAAAAAAANM/GAhiBKGoT_I/s320/IMG_1317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277259878459966914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This float was for Burn's High School - it had a picture of Mary and Jesus and said "The Real Christmas Story"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STyX5Y8PMBI/AAAAAAAAANE/xfrVdX9m154/s1600-h/IMG_1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STyX5Y8PMBI/AAAAAAAAANE/xfrVdX9m154/s320/IMG_1348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277259875574820882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Air National Guard's float.  Their base is right next door to Warren and is where we'll fly out of when we don't fly commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STyX4ywJDNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/JXuk3mkZAAA/s1600-h/IMG_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STyX4ywJDNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/JXuk3mkZAAA/s320/IMG_1349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277259865323539666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the man himself made time for the parade.  Here's Santa Claus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STyX4SLOpGI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FPBkl6-AR5o/s1600-h/IMG_1353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STyX4SLOpGI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FPBkl6-AR5o/s320/IMG_1353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277259856578782306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour and half in 32 degree weather, I was a Jessicle - despite my cozy coat, hat and muff,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STyX34O0jNI/AAAAAAAAAMs/b1Fn-PI4pnU/s1600-h/IMG_1356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STyX34O0jNI/AAAAAAAAAMs/b1Fn-PI4pnU/s320/IMG_1356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277259849614527698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopping for a margarita and supper on the walk home helped warm us up though.  The rest of the walk home was much more pleasant!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STybolhpO5I/AAAAAAAAANU/4S27VudFuH8/s1600-h/IMG_1357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STybolhpO5I/AAAAAAAAANU/4S27VudFuH8/s320/IMG_1357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277263984941677458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6814288804324602518-6481076506063144403?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/6481076506063144403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=6481076506063144403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/6481076506063144403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/6481076506063144403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2008/12/cheyenne-christmas-parade.html' title='The Cheyenne Christmas Parade'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STyb7Qtc7DI/AAAAAAAAAN8/aCCHyHoKGqg/s72-c/IMG_1278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-1609134721585304012</id><published>2008-11-30T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T11:41:09.229-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Great Outdoors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trips'/><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent Thanksgiving in Colorado Springs with Christie, Steve, and friends (pictures coming soon, I hope).  The next morning, instead of shopping the sales, I decided to snuggle with Shelob the tarantula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLpEy8V92I/AAAAAAAAAMk/KRFKzGqnM1U/s1600-h/IMG_1258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLpEy8V92I/AAAAAAAAAMk/KRFKzGqnM1U/s320/IMG_1258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274534382207891298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to meet Christie's parents for lunch.  When Christie asked if we liked BBQ, I was excited to see what it would be like out west.  Turns out we were eating at Famous Dave's.  Yummy, but not what I expected.  The view of Pike's Peak from the parking lot couldn't be beat though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLpEuxfeRI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Wwevax6XInM/s1600-h/IMG_1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLpEuxfeRI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Wwevax6XInM/s320/IMG_1259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274534381088635154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the lunch crew: Mr and Mrs Kleinert, Christie, me, and Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLpEYvbGYI/AAAAAAAAAMM/YbPG9r5IyKU/s1600-h/IMG_1262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLpEYvbGYI/AAAAAAAAAMM/YbPG9r5IyKU/s320/IMG_1262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274534375174379906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After lunch Christie, Kevin, and I headed for Garden of the Gods, a park with some beautiful rock formations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLpEUJuTSI/AAAAAAAAAMU/hOzcODuovWY/s1600-h/IMG_1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLpEUJuTSI/AAAAAAAAAMU/hOzcODuovWY/s320/IMG_1264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274534373942512930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call this formation Kissing Camels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLoKU6owKI/AAAAAAAAALk/4pi32TK-VHA/s1600-h/IMG_1273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLoKU6owKI/AAAAAAAAALk/4pi32TK-VHA/s320/IMG_1273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274533377715257506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is Kissing Carringtons with Kissing Camels in background.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLoM8yugDI/AAAAAAAAAME/SeO6RGBV7rs/s1600-h/IMG_1267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLoM8yugDI/AAAAAAAAAME/SeO6RGBV7rs/s320/IMG_1267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274533422779236402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christie wouldn't let me kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLoMg9wvFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_JyUIjO-gEI/s1600-h/IMG_1269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLoMg9wvFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_JyUIjO-gEI/s320/IMG_1269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274533415309327442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view heading from the parking lot, onto one of the trails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLoLyZBwZI/AAAAAAAAALs/djQgNR0or_s/s1600-h/IMG_1272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLoLyZBwZI/AAAAAAAAALs/djQgNR0or_s/s320/IMG_1272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274533402807222674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pike's Peak is there in the background again, but its a bit hard to see because of the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLnOCLzeYI/AAAAAAAAALc/UiYZzbyF1jA/s1600-h/IMG_1274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLnOCLzeYI/AAAAAAAAALc/UiYZzbyF1jA/s320/IMG_1274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274532341894838658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The park dedication sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLnN9767bI/AAAAAAAAALU/vIhlftJ2aUU/s1600-h/IMG_1275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLnN9767bI/AAAAAAAAALU/vIhlftJ2aUU/s320/IMG_1275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274532340754476466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One last view before we decided it was just too cold to keep walking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLnNZM8mfI/AAAAAAAAALE/GnucigvTUhY/s1600-h/IMG_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLnNZM8mfI/AAAAAAAAALE/GnucigvTUhY/s320/IMG_1277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274532330893777394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, some Buffalo that I forgot to post when I saw them a couple of weeks ago.  These were along the highway.  They didn't seem to mind the cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLnNDnv9aI/AAAAAAAAAK8/MajA-hzgShY/s1600-h/IMG_1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLnNDnv9aI/AAAAAAAAAK8/MajA-hzgShY/s320/IMG_1254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274532325100615074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6814288804324602518-1609134721585304012?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/1609134721585304012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=1609134721585304012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/1609134721585304012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/1609134721585304012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2008/11/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/STLpEy8V92I/AAAAAAAAAMk/KRFKzGqnM1U/s72-c/IMG_1258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-1060349526521985315</id><published>2008-11-16T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:29:56.950-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Away From Home'/><title type='text'>An Evening with Scarlet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I preface these pictures by reminding you all that Kevin and I don't know anyone here yet and we're in the middle of nowhere.  Therefore we make our own fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we decided Scarlet needed a blanky made out of Kevin's scarf.  Aw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSDjqMrRUlI/AAAAAAAAAKc/s47MzTyhhJk/s1600-h/IMG_1238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSDjqMrRUlI/AAAAAAAAAKc/s47MzTyhhJk/s320/IMG_1238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269461878120206930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided that she needed  to try on my sunglasses.  She looks pleased, huh?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSDjqNvO55I/AAAAAAAAAKk/E8lpCsHttzQ/s1600-h/IMG_1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSDjqNvO55I/AAAAAAAAAKk/E8lpCsHttzQ/s320/IMG_1243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269461878405261202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin brought her a treat.  Kitty's first icicle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSDjqjc5ArI/AAAAAAAAAK0/GpELBYhRUak/s1600-h/IMG_1245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSDjqjc5ArI/AAAAAAAAAK0/GpELBYhRUak/s320/IMG_1245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269461884233908914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSDjqrLCcCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/K_T1JINv_2I/s1600-h/IMG_1244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSDjqrLCcCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/K_T1JINv_2I/s320/IMG_1244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269461886306512930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6814288804324602518-1060349526521985315?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/1060349526521985315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=1060349526521985315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/1060349526521985315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/1060349526521985315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2008/11/evening-with-scarlet.html' title='An Evening with Scarlet'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSDjqMrRUlI/AAAAAAAAAKc/s47MzTyhhJk/s72-c/IMG_1238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-9205041844887573026</id><published>2008-11-13T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:33:05.505-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Great Outdoors'/><title type='text'>South to Colorado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first view of the Rockies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSDilgEeSwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/lS3s-kohCZk/s1600-h/IMG_1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSDilgEeSwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/lS3s-kohCZk/s320/IMG_1233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269460697915214594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Purple Mountains' Majesty, indeed.&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/6814288804324602518-9205041844887573026?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/9205041844887573026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=9205041844887573026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/9205041844887573026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/9205041844887573026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2008/11/south-to-colorado.html' title='South to Colorado'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSDilgEeSwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/lS3s-kohCZk/s72-c/IMG_1233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-5141772422831311046</id><published>2008-11-12T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:17:14.162-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Only in Wyoming'/><title type='text'>When Tumbleweeds Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The main newspaper here is the Wyoming Tribune-Eagle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the front-page headline the other day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSDgrnElQsI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xTIWfpxc__0/s1600-h/IMG_1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSDgrnElQsI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xTIWfpxc__0/s320/IMG_1095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269458603850678978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently, people are being trapped in their homes because tumbleweeds have blown up against their doors and windows.  Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, no, I don't know if the reporter rescued that woman or left her to rot.  Maybe he's planning a follow-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6814288804324602518-5141772422831311046?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/5141772422831311046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=5141772422831311046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/5141772422831311046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/5141772422831311046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-tumbleweeds-attack.html' title='When Tumbleweeds Attack'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSDgrnElQsI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xTIWfpxc__0/s72-c/IMG_1095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-8242166966437408765</id><published>2008-11-10T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:05:58.574-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Away From Home'/><title type='text'>Our Little Home Away From Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The housing market is Cheyenne is inexpensive, but also very frustrating.  The majority of the apartment buildings are income controlled or retirement communities.  The few that aren't are booked months in advance.  That leaves landlords either renting themselves or using management companies.  Those homes tend to be tiny and not well kept.  But we got lucky.  After only 3 days of looking we found our Western Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was once the Baxter Ranch Headquarters and is on the national registry.  Now its been split into 4 townhomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC-6OSGVSI/AAAAAAAAAIk/EIU6tqeKo_w/s1600-h/IMG_1224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC-6OSGVSI/AAAAAAAAAIk/EIU6tqeKo_w/s320/IMG_1224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269421471499179298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its across the street from a gorgeous park with a huge pond.  Or maybe its a small lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC-6tjDpXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0YfdnKiyLuw/s1600-h/IMG_1223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC-6tjDpXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0YfdnKiyLuw/s320/IMG_1223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269421479891805554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the grand tour.  Here's our front porch.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC-7BTvSuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/NPzSG0Hw3ZM/s1600-h/IMG_1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC-7BTvSuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/NPzSG0Hw3ZM/s320/IMG_1222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269421485196266210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  front room.  I love all these windows.  Its like being in a sun room.  And the cream walls and dark wood remind us of home. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC_g5sQvwI/AAAAAAAAAJk/yM25mewNA_E/s1600-h/IMG_1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC_g5sQvwI/AAAAAAAAAJk/yM25mewNA_E/s320/IMG_1216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269422135986667266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past the front room, there's a second room we're using as a dining room.  The movers are gonna love those stairs!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC_hPm7EkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/hiNwW5ETHNk/s1600-h/IMG_1215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC_hPm7EkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/hiNwW5ETHNk/s320/IMG_1215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269422141869855298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen is good-sized and bright.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC_cy_OEuI/AAAAAAAAAJU/px2JgQm2tA8/s1600-h/IMG_1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC_cy_OEuI/AAAAAAAAAJU/px2JgQm2tA8/s320/IMG_1218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269422065467658978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oven is gas.  Its  going to be a bit different learning to  cook on gas and at high altitude at the same time.  Poor Kevin.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC_crxjPpI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GT94ILYTTkI/s1600-h/IMG_1219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC_crxjPpI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GT94ILYTTkI/s320/IMG_1219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269422063531277970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our little back yard.  We're going to put down some grass seed when spring comes. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC-7reZrlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/o9zYPQpFd7g/s1600-h/IMG_1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC-7reZrlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/o9zYPQpFd7g/s320/IMG_1221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269421496515276370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick peak into the guest room/office.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC_uNZS9kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/hjx0N6zoNGI/s1600-h/IMG_1214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC_uNZS9kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/hjx0N6zoNGI/s320/IMG_1214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269422364614129218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bathroom does leave a bit to be desired.  But, honestly, it was one of the best we saw.  Sad, yes?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC_udZgtiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qFU0YaJmY7I/s1600-h/IMG_1213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC_udZgtiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qFU0YaJmY7I/s320/IMG_1213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269422368909997602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our room.  Another bright airy space, just like we like.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC_6myMmrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IIfxuh5pQmg/s1600-h/IMG_1207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC_6myMmrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IIfxuh5pQmg/s320/IMG_1207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269422577587886770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have a basement that Kevin is turning into a man-cave.  Photographic evidence coming soon.&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/6814288804324602518-8242166966437408765?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/8242166966437408765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=8242166966437408765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/8242166966437408765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/8242166966437408765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-little-home-away-from-home.html' title='Our Little Home Away From Home'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC-6OSGVSI/AAAAAAAAAIk/EIU6tqeKo_w/s72-c/IMG_1224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-3384467500465873304</id><published>2008-11-07T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:33:43.009-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Great Outdoors'/><title type='text'>Home on the Range</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a  herd of antelope that live on base.  They seem pretty used to the cars  and don't jump out in front of them like the deer at home do.  Thank goodness.  Usually they hang out in the fields behind the main buildings.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC8wmp0IYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/YKBK5brFrT4/s1600-h/IMG_1225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC8wmp0IYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/YKBK5brFrT4/s320/IMG_1225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269419107219153282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But sometimes they get lonely and graze in people's yards.  This guy was ready for his close up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC8YO_AAXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Rl9aj0a77cI/s1600-h/IMG_1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC8YO_AAXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Rl9aj0a77cI/s320/IMG_1234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269418688548700530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps he's just frozen with fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC8XwjrIII/AAAAAAAAAIM/cVZoMZgvw4o/s1600-h/IMG_1235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC8XwjrIII/AAAAAAAAAIM/cVZoMZgvw4o/s320/IMG_1235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269418680381022338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since that photo shoot went so well surely they'll let me walk right up and pet them.  Hey!  I worked in an animal behavior lab in college - that makes me Dr Doolittle.  Needless to say, this was about as close as I got before they bolted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC8Xhp0IaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/R069JsWZnPE/s1600-h/IMG_1236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC8Xhp0IaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/R069JsWZnPE/s320/IMG_1236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269418676380246434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least they still came by the apartment.  They're Scarlet's favorite form of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC8XWGREpI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3zSOdCa_G3E/s1600-h/IMG_1237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC8XWGREpI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3zSOdCa_G3E/s320/IMG_1237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269418673278358162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6814288804324602518-3384467500465873304?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/3384467500465873304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=3384467500465873304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/3384467500465873304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/3384467500465873304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2008/11/home-on-range.html' title='Home on the Range'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC8wmp0IYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/YKBK5brFrT4/s72-c/IMG_1225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-4676568043073654324</id><published>2008-11-06T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:32:31.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Away From Home'/><title type='text'>Temp Housing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our first apartment on base was filthy.  Filthy and cold.  Because the heat didn't work.  And it was 23 degrees.  And windy.  So Kevin got us moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new place was much cleaner and was pretty nice.  You walked into the living area from the front door.  To the left is the master bedroom and straight ahead, Kevin and Scarlett are coming from the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC4lFysNpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/8hKnYoMyWIA/s1600-h/IMG_1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC4lFysNpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/8hKnYoMyWIA/s320/IMG_1096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269414511372940946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen was huge. It had a full size washer and dryer in it, which was awesome because we were still living out of suitcases.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC6P21M5cI/AAAAAAAAAH0/e1hfRHn8DO4/s1600-h/IMG_1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC6P21M5cI/AAAAAAAAAH0/e1hfRHn8DO4/s320/IMG_1101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269416345602942402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a back door, and a table for four.   Through the door to the right is the second bedroom.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC3zxi0q_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/8DitFMdnEOM/s1600-h/IMG_1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC3zxi0q_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/8DitFMdnEOM/s320/IMG_1100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269413664124087282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the second bedroom with twin beds.  We kept the door here closed because the room smelt like stale, wet dog.  I prefer my wet dogs fresh, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC30N217hI/AAAAAAAAAHM/CnBn85UWrx8/s1600-h/IMG_1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC30N217hI/AAAAAAAAAHM/CnBn85UWrx8/s320/IMG_1099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269413671724248594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the bathroom.  It connected the  second bedroom and the master  bedroom.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC30vFOvpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/qaTBmJns5Fw/s1600-h/IMG_1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC30vFOvpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/qaTBmJns5Fw/s320/IMG_1098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269413680642965138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the master with the queen size bed.  Scarlet loved sitting up in that window, when she was bogarting the bed.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC4lE3wJVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-9R3azJYG3o/s1600-h/IMG_1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC4lE3wJVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-9R3azJYG3o/s320/IMG_1097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269414511125734738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sadly, the new place also did not have heat.  But it did have space heaters.  Lots of them.  And besides - did you see the groovy carpeting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC3zh1R4vI/AAAAAAAAAG0/XQgGQc9UobY/s1600-h/IMG_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC3zh1R4vI/AAAAAAAAAG0/XQgGQc9UobY/s320/IMG_1102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269413659906532082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6814288804324602518-4676568043073654324?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/4676568043073654324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=4676568043073654324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/4676568043073654324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/4676568043073654324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2008/11/temp-housing.html' title='Temp Housing'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC4lFysNpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/8hKnYoMyWIA/s72-c/IMG_1096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-7367416548052256640</id><published>2008-11-04T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:11:55.473-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trips'/><title type='text'>Wyoming or Bust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we decided to take a late check out so that I could put in a couple of hours of work before hitting the road. Kevin packed us back up again while I worked and soon we were back on the road for the short jog into Wyoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are raising a train on the tracks that run parallel to the highway.  Isn't the paint job neat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC04lqfEnI/AAAAAAAAAGE/CzTVmeeCHRA/s1600-h/IMG_1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC04lqfEnI/AAAAAAAAAGE/CzTVmeeCHRA/s320/IMG_1093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269410448299463282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossing the Wyoming state line.  That same symbol is all over the state, on signs, on the license plates - everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC05MEhT8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ISEH1T15jZk/s1600-h/IMG_1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC05MEhT8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ISEH1T15jZk/s320/IMG_1091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269410458609209282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sign for Laramie county which  is the first county over the boarder and also the county Cheyenne is in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC05Hc-T5I/AAAAAAAAAGM/4kQDvRzwJSo/s1600-h/IMG_1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC05Hc-T5I/AAAAAAAAAGM/4kQDvRzwJSo/s320/IMG_1092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269410457369595794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little worried when we crossed the state line.  I thought I might start seeing some evidence of mountains soon.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC05SYY1LI/AAAAAAAAAGc/cLHUXmhtP1k/s1600-h/IMG_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC05SYY1LI/AAAAAAAAAGc/cLHUXmhtP1k/s320/IMG_1090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269410460303152306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I think I see something hill like in the distance.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC05l7lCVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fc99XhnhPwo/s1600-h/IMG_1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC05l7lCVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fc99XhnhPwo/s320/IMG_1089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269410465551026514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, there it is!  A butte.  I think thats what those are called anyway.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC1CUuoCCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xnMAtFG06yg/s1600-h/IMG_1088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC1CUuoCCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xnMAtFG06yg/s320/IMG_1088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269410615552116770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About half an hour later we were on base.  And finally done driving!&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/6814288804324602518-7367416548052256640?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/7367416548052256640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=7367416548052256640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/7367416548052256640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/7367416548052256640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2008/11/wyoming-or-bust.html' title='Wyoming or Bust'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SSC04lqfEnI/AAAAAAAAAGE/CzTVmeeCHRA/s72-c/IMG_1093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-872147447657018661</id><published>2008-11-03T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:56:17.403-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trips'/><title type='text'>Day 3 - Up, Up, and Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were only in Iowa for an hour or so before crossing into Nebraska this morning.  This sign is on the bridge crossing the Missouri River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-pEgjvFGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3VT-2suPh3E/s1600-h/IMG_1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-pEgjvFGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3VT-2suPh3E/s320/IMG_1068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264612384343790690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Omaha is right over the state line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-pEfPHQjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/togg8-YgxrQ/s1600-h/IMG_1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-pEfPHQjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/togg8-YgxrQ/s320/IMG_1069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264612383988859442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scarlet found a new comfy spot today.  She spent the entire ride down there and would jump right back to her spot after we stopped.  If only we had figured this out 2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-oRBUMWLI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5F1tZA3Isi4/s1600-h/IMG_1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-oRBUMWLI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5F1tZA3Isi4/s320/IMG_1071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264611499783772338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The clouds were just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-oQ2dwGYI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ytnKcxosagw/s1600-h/IMG_1074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-oQ2dwGYI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ytnKcxosagw/s320/IMG_1074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264611496871074178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were making good time so we took a short side trip to Buffalo Bill's ranch.  This is his house. It cost $3900 to construct in 1886 or so.  The back part was added on in 1909.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-oQcceUxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/P3PYHHm6LSQ/s1600-h/IMG_1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-oQcceUxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/P3PYHHm6LSQ/s320/IMG_1076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264611489886393106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the stables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-oQPOyHeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Jl-Jfi6lA5w/s1600-h/IMG_1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-oQPOyHeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Jl-Jfi6lA5w/s320/IMG_1077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264611486339309026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't stay long because it started to rain, but caught a rainbow on our way out of town.  Its actually a double rainbow, but its a bit hard to see here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-ndFKmKZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/mqBuLUPb0vs/s1600-h/IMG_1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-ndFKmKZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/mqBuLUPb0vs/s320/IMG_1081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264610607464065426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-nbrnyODI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Ffb3MRY64LU/s1600-h/IMG_1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-nbrnyODI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Ffb3MRY64LU/s320/IMG_1082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264610583427299378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look very carefully at the asphalt between the Arby's sign and the green post - its a tumbleweed!  The first one I'd ever seen - it was in the parking lot of our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-nZxoN9dI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PljyYEer5ZI/s1600-h/IMG_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-nZxoN9dI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PljyYEer5ZI/s320/IMG_1083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264610550679991762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cabela's in Sidney, NE.  We've passed 4 along Rt 80, but Sidney is headquarters and this is the original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-nZhyGX1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/x4wZ12yn2_E/s1600-h/IMG_1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-nZhyGX1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/x4wZ12yn2_E/s320/IMG_1086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264610546426470226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bobcat says "What'd you do with my deer, Fred?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-nY7LLtyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/CYB9EAcQcUo/s1600-h/IMG_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-nY7LLtyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/CYB9EAcQcUo/s320/IMG_1087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264610536062695202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we're now at an elevation of just under 6000 feet.  At home on top of our little mountain we're only at 950 feet.  I can feel my red blood cells increasing as we speak.&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/6814288804324602518-872147447657018661?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/872147447657018661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=872147447657018661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/872147447657018661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/872147447657018661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-3-up-up-and-away.html' title='Day 3 - Up, Up, and Away'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ-pEgjvFGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3VT-2suPh3E/s72-c/IMG_1068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-1842940981665644644</id><published>2008-11-02T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T16:59:10.774-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trips'/><title type='text'>Day 2 - The I's Have It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today's title refers to the fact that we spent today in states that begin with the letter "I".  We started in Indiana, drove through Illinois, and stopped in Iowa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet decided the hour or so it took us to get from Warsaw, IN to the highway this morning would be best spent under my seat.  We ended up having to stop to rescue her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5JyVmCfOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lzdJuyv5jTw/s1600-h/IMG_1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5JyVmCfOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lzdJuyv5jTw/s320/IMG_1035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264226143581666530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the speed limit signs in Indiana.  It just amused me that trucks had to go slower than cars &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; there was a minimum speed.  Brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5Jx2dG8HI/AAAAAAAAAEM/EhwNZZ_G8Rs/s1600-h/IMG_1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5Jx2dG8HI/AAAAAAAAAEM/EhwNZZ_G8Rs/s320/IMG_1036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264226135222710386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering Illinois.  We mainly saw concrete and construction, so this is the only picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5JCxtYqvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XqNRu-yklUw/s1600-h/IMG_1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5JCxtYqvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XqNRu-yklUw/s320/IMG_1040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264225326494952178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossing the mighty Mississippi.  I expected it to be wider.  It didn't look any bigger than the Potomac here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5IsjDuN-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/wtegsuChhb0/s1600-h/IMG_1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5IsjDuN-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/wtegsuChhb0/s320/IMG_1043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264224944604985314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the other side we entered Iowa.  And we're still here.  Its a wide state. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5IkNWVBoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KkCwLEq7Z3Y/s1600-h/IMG_1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5IkNWVBoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KkCwLEq7Z3Y/s320/IMG_1047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264224801338492546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World's Largest Truck Stop.  We didn't stop.  Kevin was afraid they would also have the world largest trucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5IXboYu-I/AAAAAAAAADs/5-PCS2rxkrw/s1600-h/IMG_1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5IXboYu-I/AAAAAAAAADs/5-PCS2rxkrw/s320/IMG_1048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264224581834030050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what happens after two days in the car - random self portraits! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5H6myhwOI/AAAAAAAAADU/q8uSL1Aer-0/s1600-h/IMG_1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5H6myhwOI/AAAAAAAAADU/q8uSL1Aer-0/s320/IMG_1058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264224086613147874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are fairly certain these are what one would call "amber waves of grain".&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5IPua2bjI/AAAAAAAAADk/TYHWck2go3I/s1600-h/IMG_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5IPua2bjI/AAAAAAAAADk/TYHWck2go3I/s320/IMG_1049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264224449438576178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hotel room for Night Two in Stuart, Iowa.  We pulled into town at 3pm Central time.  Which felt like 5 pm to out very confused bodies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5IFnFp8HI/AAAAAAAAADc/Son5R2TCtlQ/s1600-h/IMG_1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5IFnFp8HI/AAAAAAAAADc/Son5R2TCtlQ/s320/IMG_1059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264224275671937138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The town of Stuart happens to be where Bonnie and Clyde committed their last robbery.  This is the bank building where it happened.  It happens to be the police station now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5HuivBFdI/AAAAAAAAADM/xi4blvV2QmU/s1600-h/IMG_1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5HuivBFdI/AAAAAAAAADM/xi4blvV2QmU/s320/IMG_1061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264223879366251986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These signs on the window cracked us up though.  You would have thought the whole Bonnie and Clyde thing would have taught them a lesson.  If we had been in the South, I would have looked for Deputy Fife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5HeYI8mII/AAAAAAAAADE/LMlmkXx80KQ/s1600-h/IMG_1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5HeYI8mII/AAAAAAAAADE/LMlmkXx80KQ/s320/IMG_1063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264223601644312706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also stopped in a bar where the bartender didn't know what bourbon was.  But that was too sad for pictures.  These midwesterners have thing or two to learn!&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/6814288804324602518-1842940981665644644?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/1842940981665644644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=1842940981665644644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/1842940981665644644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/1842940981665644644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-2-is-have-it.html' title='Day 2 - The I&apos;s Have It'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ5JyVmCfOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lzdJuyv5jTw/s72-c/IMG_1035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6814288804324602518.post-1359772889017378340</id><published>2008-11-01T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:43:30.796-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trips'/><title type='text'>Day 1 - Go West, Young Man, Go West</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz6xKexqzI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZrBZBhZRYuo/s1600-h/IMG_1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz6xKexqzI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZrBZBhZRYuo/s320/IMG_1014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263857787023239986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pointed our motorized covered wagon west and headed out for the open road ... after we ran errands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz7MUxJDnI/AAAAAAAAABk/ytRxeIuLKfc/s1600-h/IMG_1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz7MUxJDnI/AAAAAAAAABk/ytRxeIuLKfc/s320/IMG_1015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263858253641092722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet says "I hate your stupid errands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz8Dv1dkUI/AAAAAAAAABs/G9Wy_tqDJs0/s1600-h/IMG_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz8Dv1dkUI/AAAAAAAAABs/G9Wy_tqDJs0/s320/IMG_1016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263859205799776578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last shot of Braddock Mountain before heading out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz8ksP5HiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/I9g9BJUSGxE/s1600-h/IMG_1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz8ksP5HiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/I9g9BJUSGxE/s320/IMG_1017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263859771772575266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we were in Pennsylvania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz9Mue4B3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Hn51kHQrpq4/s1600-h/IMG_1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz9Mue4B3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Hn51kHQrpq4/s320/IMG_1018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263860459567056754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in Pennsylvania for a looooong time.  But look at these cool windmills we saw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz-Nx1yiTI/AAAAAAAAACE/HbgmUFxPqMI/s1600-h/IMG_1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz-Nx1yiTI/AAAAAAAAACE/HbgmUFxPqMI/s320/IMG_1019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263861577159969074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Ohio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I never thought I would say that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz-09by42I/AAAAAAAAACM/H5qNoV06vUs/s1600-h/IMG_1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz-09by42I/AAAAAAAAACM/H5qNoV06vUs/s320/IMG_1021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263862250287063906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohio is flat, green, and today it was also rather gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz_gOy-1YI/AAAAAAAAACU/Iv8d-AoiBwg/s1600-h/IMG_1027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz_gOy-1YI/AAAAAAAAACU/Iv8d-AoiBwg/s320/IMG_1027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263862993682093442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering Indiana (apologies for the blurriness, there was a rather large truck right behind us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ0AMUC0jfI/AAAAAAAAACc/EwiWU0MmLUA/s1600-h/IMG_1028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ0AMUC0jfI/AAAAAAAAACc/EwiWU0MmLUA/s320/IMG_1028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263863751004950002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is also blurry, this time because I couldn't stop laughing at it.   It says "Animal present when flashing - next mile".  We saw 3 of these signs, and one was flashing, but no animals.  But we were a bit worried - what kind of animal?  Squirrel? Water buffalo? Penguin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ0BPvECB3I/AAAAAAAAACk/2iIJzrZrWEk/s1600-h/IMG_1024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ0BPvECB3I/AAAAAAAAACk/2iIJzrZrWEk/s320/IMG_1024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263864909309020018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet, she was not worried in the least.  She's cool, man, she's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ0CI_l_C1I/AAAAAAAAACs/_C_rCRPmZkE/s1600-h/IMG_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ0CI_l_C1I/AAAAAAAAACs/_C_rCRPmZkE/s320/IMG_1030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263865892998941522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our room for the night.  There was a home game at Notre Dame, so we ended up a bit off the beaten path.  But the room was nice and within our per diem.    I also enjoy being able to sleep horizontally across a king size bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ0Dc2WT73I/AAAAAAAAAC8/TV7csifhxAc/s1600-h/IMG_1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQ0Dc2WT73I/AAAAAAAAAC8/TV7csifhxAc/s320/IMG_1034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263867333626294130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the bathroom is Scarlet approved!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6814288804324602518-1359772889017378340?l=whininginwyoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/feeds/1359772889017378340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6814288804324602518&amp;postID=1359772889017378340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/1359772889017378340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6814288804324602518/posts/default/1359772889017378340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whininginwyoming.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-1-go-west-young-man-go-west.html' title='Day 1 - Go West, Young Man, Go West'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SDcxU2xYIrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VELr4mXcxRI/S220/KandJ-191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ifa3wOqQ2d4/SQz6xKexqzI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZrBZBhZRYuo/s72-c/IMG_1014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
